"My lord has an order. Before the autumn harvest, we will completely wipe out this tiger barbarian tribe!"
Xu Mu put on his armor, raised his head silently, and glanced at the formation in front of him.
This time, 8,000 Shu soldiers were mobilized from the central Shu area to join Meng Huo's 20,000 plain barbarian camp and attack the tiger barbarian settlements.
Si Hu rode on the horse in high spirits, bragging to his two generals from time to time.
"I originally didn't want to come, but Brother Mu and the others insisted on dragging me here, saying that it wouldn't work without me as General Tiger. Otherwise, I would have to stay at home to take care of my wife."
"Brother Tiger, my lord wants you to go back." Puppy Fu said next to him.
All of a sudden, Si Hu immediately silenced his voice. If he went back to the mansion and continued beating the sandbags, he would be bored out of his mind.
"Gou Fu, how is Meng Huo doing?"
"Lord, we are already deploying troops."
"Gou Fu, my son is going too?" Upon hearing this, Si Hu hurried over.
"Of course. In a few years, Brother Tiger will no longer be your opponent."
"Nonsense, when I see him, I will beat him in front of him."
Gou Fu curled his lips, obviously not believing it.
At this time, the army that conquered the Hubarbarians had already set off to march towards the Nanlin Mountains, and Meng Huo would also come with 20,000 people from the Pingbarbarian camp to join the battle.
Xu Mu calmed down and looked up at the sky. He remembered that the first time he attacked the tiger barbarians was when Dongfang Jing had just joined Shuzhou. Until now, several years had passed in a daze.
…
"Why can't you wear it?" Meng Huo, who was riding a horse, pointed to the colorful silk on his short braid. "My little sweetheart, after I finish the war, I have to go back to see her."
An old barbarian standing by said helplessly, "Your Majesty, do you remember Mr. Pei?"
"That bitch first threw stones at me, blinded me, and then ran over to me! Otherwise, I would have beaten him to death!"
The grudges between plain barbarians and tiger barbarians have been going on for a long time. Not only adults, but also teenagers and children would fight to the death if they bumped into each other in the mountains and forests.
"Your Majesty, who is the leader of the Tiger Barbarians now?"
"It's that bitch Mr. Pei."
"Pei Fu said that he is the barbarian king in the southwest. If he saw the king wearing such a girly thing, he would probably laugh."
Hearing this, Meng Huo cursed and pulled off the colored silk, his face full of anger.
"I told you, I, Meng Huo, am the barbarian king in the southwest!"
"In this case, Your Majesty will defeat him and win a reputation. If he fails to win, I'm afraid Your Majesty's father, the Tiger General, will come to bother me again."
Meng Huo was startled at first, and then his eyes burned with fire.
He could already predict that if he couldn't win, his cheap dad would definitely squat in front of him, laugh with his arms in his arms, and call him a weakling and a useless bitch.
"The whole army——" Meng Huo's face froze, and he raised his ax high on his thick arm.
"This time, I will defeat the barbarians, so I will use the weapons in my hand to kill all the tiger barbarians on behalf of my fathers and ancestors!"
"Roar!"
Not long after, behind Meng Huo, 20,000 plain barbarians followed suit, raising their weapons and roaring angrily.
About a few days later, Xu Mu arrived at Nanlin County under the Nanlin Mountains.
As a newly developed large county in Shuzhou, it had begun to take shape at this time. Soldiers were sent down to clear up wasteland, and craftsmen helped with the construction. At this time, many Shu people and peaceful barbarians had settled here.
"Lord, the people from Pingman Camp are here."
Xu Mu got off his horse, walked a few steps excitedly, and walked up to a tall young barbarian.
"We haven't seen each other for only two or three years, but you already look so fierce with your figure. Meng Huo, I saw you right!"
"Meng Huo, see my lord!" Although they were familiar with each other, Meng Huo was not arrogant. He knelt down and worshiped Xu Mu seriously. He always understood that if it were not for the King of Shu in front of him, it would be impossible to say that the entire Pingman tribe would have been destroyed by the tiger.
The barbarians were exterminated.
"Get up. You guys are taller than me." Xu Mu laughed, feeling extremely comfortable. He recalled that when he first met Meng Huo, he was still a young black boy. In the blink of an eye, he became a powerful and powerful barbarian king of the southwest.
"My lord... asked me to be the barbarian king, and I have been doing it seriously." Meng Huo chuckled.
"Well, well." Just as the two of them were talking, Si Hu suddenly dismounted and walked over with his hands behind his back. Vaguely, he really looked like a father.
"father……"
"Hey." Si Hu responded, then turned his head inexplicably and glanced at Xu Mu, "Brother Mu, please don't praise him. I beat him several times every year, and he dare not disobey. Brother Mu, you
It’s best to praise me and reward me with some money——”
"Meng Huo, let's go over there and chat..." Xu Mu rubbed his forehead, dragged Meng Huo's hand, and walked to the side.
"Meng Huo, do you know what happened to Human recently?"
"Of course I know. So Mr. Pei suddenly became the Tiger Barbarian King. I also knew before that there are several Central Plains people in the Tiger Barbarian tribe."
"Central Plains people?" Xu Mu was startled.
"It was those envoys sent by Dongling and Cangzhou in the past to help deal with me in Xishu. My lord killed the Demon Queen and King Zuo, and those people did not dare to go back, so they could only stay in the Human tribe.
Already."
"Is there anyone famous?"
"I don't know about this. Under the Nanlin Mountains, there are tiger barbarians ambushing everywhere. They also like to collect miasma, put it into bamboo knots, and throw it on the mountain. For this matter, General Han Jiu was so angry that he cursed several times.
My second mother sent out magic archers and killed dozens of tiger barbarians."
Xu Mu was silent for a moment. It seemed that the matter of killing the tiger barbarians this time was far from being as simple as thought.
"Meng Huo, look at this map."
Xu Mu took out a map of the Nanlin Mountains from his arms. The map was drawn more than ten years ago, and Xu Mu finally took it out of the book.
He knew that Meng Huo, a little kid, used to hate the tiger barbarians the most, and he had always paid attention to the situation of the tiger barbarian tribe.
"Any questions?"
Meng Huo looked at it carefully and said, "My lord, there is no problem. The map is correct. But there is one thing that my lord should know."
"Which point?"
"In the past, when I was fighting between plain barbarians and tiger barbarians, my favorite thing was to catch mountain beasts and collect ant colonies and poisonous bees to kill the tiger barbarians. Now that the tiger barbarians live in the swamp, the only thing they can rely on is...
More. Just like before, they dared to collect the miasma and throw it on the walled city in the Nanlin Mountains."
Xu Mu was silent for a while and figured out what Meng Huo meant. It was just like borrowing power, water or fire, and this time the tiger barbarians most likely borrowed poison or beasts.
"Meng Huo, you have really grown up." Xu Mu put the map away and said happily.
In fact, not only Meng Huo, but also people like Xiaowu Fu, Li Liu, and Wei Xiaowu will also follow the footsteps of their ancestors in the future, take over the banner, and continue to protect the country of Western Shu.
Although there are no aristocratic families, talents from Western Shu are still emerging. In Xu Mu's view, the establishment of the General Hall at the time was regarded as a matter of setting a century-old plan.