In the rainy weather, the grass on both sides of the road was yellow, and the pine trees further away were dripping with grease.
The pine oil, which was supposed to have a fragrant aroma, smelled sticky from head to toe.
The official road that used to allow large groups of people to travel on had become a bumpy path that extended along the foot of the mountain. Dust was flying around the group.
Even though the wind was blowing, the air that entered their nostrils was scorching hot.
A group of carriages slowly advanced on the road, but the cavalry in the group were running here and there.
"Report, we've discovered the Sanggan River. We've discovered people on the nearby hills." A Winged Knights scout ran over.
"Get ready," the leader, Fan Fan, ordered. A portion of the Winged Knights dismounted and picked up shields from the carriages of the carriages.
"There's a plain up ahead, where the Andong Protectorate is located," Fan Fan shouted. He had a map and had specifically asked about the situation before coming.
In fact, he was referring to the capital of Li Yi's time. It used to be called Beiping, and from the word 'Ping', one could tell that it was a plain.
There were many other mountains, and from the west to the Andong Protectorate, one had to pass through these mountains.
The villagers were also preparing. The one hundred Khitan 'study class' took out empty water bags and prepared to go to the Sanggan River to fill them with water.
"Wasn't the northern part of Hebei Province said to be a land of bitter cold? Why is it so hot?"
The villagers didn't have time to wipe their sweat and picked up their crossbows.
They didn't know what the situation was with the people that the scouts had discovered. The journey had been peaceful, with only wild beasts and few people.
This probably had something to do with the path they were taking. They had crossed under the Great Wu Army and arrived at the Andong Protectorate on top of the Great An Army.
The people they saw along the way didn't interact with them. They saw them from afar and went into the forest.
The Winged Knights didn't chase after them, allowing them to leave.
This place was a land of bitter cold. They could feel the bitterness, but where was the cold?
It was summer now, and there were still a few days to go.
"There should be fields, but there are weeds everywhere." The villager looked through his binoculars and saw shallow ridges in the fields.
This meant that someone had farmed here before, and after they left, the land gradually became abandoned and overgrown with weeds.
Occasionally, small animals could be seen in the grass.
The group warily moved forward, slowing down.
The one hundred Khitan students took the initiative to walk in front, holding their sabers at their waists but not touching them.
After walking for an hour, a river appeared in front of them. There was also a group of people holding bows, sabers, and spears.
Behind them was a group of people dressed in rags. These people carried wooden buckets in their hands, and some even had carrying poles by their sides.
"They're from the Buri Tribe. There are more than seven hundred of them. They're considered a medium-sized tribe." Bacharcha introduced loudly.
Then, he switched to the Khitan language that the other party could understand. The Khitan language was not uniform, and it was difficult for some tribes to communicate with each other.
More and more people from the Buri Tribe appeared. Even the children were holding bows in their hands, even though the bows didn't look very powerful.
Both men and women in the Buri Tribe could become warriors.
They were on high alert. Bacharcha ran over and spoke to one of the men who seemed to be the leader.
The Winged Knights were forming a shield. The people in front were holding shields and swords, while the people at the back were hiding behind the shields with crossbows.
The other Winged Knights mounted their horses and looked for a suitable position to charge.
The villagers opened the tarps on several carriages, revealing the monkey boxes inside. They took out their lighters and were about to light them.
After waiting for a while, the Buri Tribe lowered their weapons and put their arrows back into their quivers.
Bacharcha turned his head and shouted, "Put them down, put them down, and exchange them. They want to see the goods. If they're good, we can exchange them with people from the Tang dynasty. Bring a carriage of soap, scented soap, and toilet water over."
"Go, let's go." The village guards were still holding their swords. The villagers weren't afraid of a fight at all. They drove a carriage forward.
Li Yin, the village steward, who followed them, shouted to Bacharcha, "Bring all the people from the Tang dynasty here. We have to watch them."
Bacharcha talked to the leader of the Buri Tribe again, and some people ran out.
In less than a quarter of an hour, more than two hundred people had arrived.
The men were all bare-chested. They looked very thin and weak, and the pants they wore were full of holes.
The women were wearing straw curtains. Some of them were even naked.
When a woman walked up to a man from the Buri Tribe, the man smiled and touched the woman's upper body.
When the woman dodged, the man raised his hand and slapped her.
Slap! Poof!
The slap landed on the woman's face, and a crossbow arrow pierced the man's head.
The people of the Buri Tribe picked up their weapons again. The Winged Knights drew their bows, and the cavalrymen rode their horses and trotted in circles. They gradually sped up.
"Wah wah wah …" Bacharcha shouted at the leader of the other party.
The leader of the other party also shouted, and the others looked angry.
A group of 100 cavalrymen rushed directly to the middle of the Buri Tribe and the people of the Tang dynasty. They dismounted and drew their bows.
The other cavalrymen divided into groups and distanced themselves, ready to surround and kill.
Boom, boom, boom, boom. The shield-wielding soldiers held their shields and walked forward step by step. They trotted from the beginning and stopped when they were more than ten steps away from the people in front of the Buri Tribe.
The village steward behind drove a carriage over. He ignored the people of the Buri Tribe and drove the carriage directly to the side of the people of the Tang dynasty.
They took down cotton clothes and cotton skirts from the carriage.
"Come here and put on your clothes. The women wear a dress specially designed by our Dongzhu. The men wear a shirt and trousers."
Li Yin shouted at the people of the Tang dynasty with anger in his eyes.
"Put on your clothes. The people of the Buri Tribe can't defeat the army of the Tang dynasty," someone in the crowd shouted after seeing the situation.
A group of men and women of all ages ran forward, picked out their own clothes, and put them on.
The woman who was slapped just now put on her dress and underwear. She skillfully covered her underwear with her dress as if she had practiced it countless times under the guidance of the instructor.
She looked at the weapons of the Buri Tribe and the clothes and thin armor on their bodies.
Then she looked at the horses of the Tang dynasty, the people on the horses, the armor on the people, and the crossbows on the people.
She came to the person who was shot by the crossbow. This person was already dead.
She lifted her foot and stomped hard on the person's stomach.
"Wah wah wah wah." A Buri Tribe member shouted at her angrily.
She looked up at the person and stomped again. Then she stomped again.
After stomping, she looked at the person provocatively.
"Don't move, don't move," the Winged Knights shouted.
They were not afraid of the people of the Buri Tribe. There were more than 700 of them, including the women, the elderly, and the children.
Even if they were men, judging from the strength of their bodies, they would have no problem fighting one-on-one.
The Khitans were no match for the Winged Knights' training and the food they ate.
"Tell me, who was bullied? Who do we need to kill? "Li Yin shouted at the 225 people of the Tang dynasty.
When he handed out the clothes, he took note of the number of people. These people did not look very healthy.
100 people from the study class suddenly rushed up and put their swords on the necks of several important people of the Buri Tribe.
Bacharcha also shouted at the leader of the other party. The leader of the other party had a look of horror in his eyes.
"Our leader said that if they resist, we will kill all of the Buri Tribe." The people from the study class translated to the Winged Knights and the villagers.
The people of the Tang dynasty who were caught to work could already understand the language of the Buri Tribe.
"Tell me, who do you want to kill? If you want to do it yourself, do it yourself. If you don't want to do it yourself, we will help you."
Li Yin shouted at the people of the Tang dynasty again.
A seven or eight-year-old child raised his hand and pointed at a person. "He killed my mother and father."
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