There were many Barbarian Creek between Shu Zhao. The late Emperor of Li Yang had once patrolled this area. There was actually someone who dared to assassinate him. What was even more inconceivable was that no matter how hard the spy agency "Zhao Gou" searched, they still could not find the assassin. The previous head of the Ceremony Directorate, Han Shengxuan, had also once stayed here alone for several months, but still returned without any results. Now, because of the imperial wood case, the territory of the old Nanzhao was in turmoil. Rebels swarmed in, and the chaos caused a sudden increase in refugees. The refugees all joined in, and the situation became more and more intense. What was worse was that the Barbarians, who had been peaceful for many years, were also ready to make trouble. Even the brother of the late Emperor, Prince Rui Zhao Zi, who had been in charge of Nanzhao for many years, was implicated. The prince's mansion was burned beyond recognition by the "volunteer army". It was not until a troop of no more than sixty people quietly infiltrated the miasma that the chaos of gunpowder settled down. As the troop of soldiers continued to advance south, the truth came to light. This was another troop of soldiers with a different surname after Xu Xiao, under the command of Chen Zhibao. The Nanzhao government did not dare to give orders to this troop. They could only secretly report to their superiors. The post was sent to the capital, and after the report reached Great Peace City, it was completely lost. The Southwest Army, who had waited bitterly to no avail, simply turned a blind eye. Fortunately, the sixty or so people did not disturb the people, nor did they have any dealings with the government. Along the way south, with less than a hundred people, they exterminated sixteen Barbarian Creek tribes of various sizes that took advantage of the chaos. Their power was not to be underestimated. In the end, only the Xia Xi remained, and the Zhou family of Longci met a tragic end. More than six hundred people, including the old, the young, the women, and the children, were all killed. Everyone's corpses were hung on stilts.
Especially when it was said that the troops under the jurisdiction of Nanzhao were the direct subordinates of the King of Shu, Chen Zhibao, had come to quell the rebellion. Very soon, no one dared to provoke the bad luck. The people of Shu and Zhao hated the poison warrior Li Yishan and the fat pig Lu Qiuer to the bone. Although at that time, the villain Chen Zhibao was only watching coldly from the sidelines, but in the eyes of the people of Shu Zhao who were afraid of being killed, let alone Chen Zhibao, who was once the Minister of War, as long as they came from the old three provinces of Beiliang, they would not dare to provoke them. In these ten years, even those barbarians of Shu Zhao who did not accept persuasion, even if they caught Beiliang merchants who came to the south to do business, as long as they had an identity card, left their belongings, and did not harm their lives, they were all respectfully sent out of the country. From this, it could be seen how deep the wound that the Xu family had cut in the land of Shu Zhao with a cold knife was.
In the hundreds of thousands of barren mountains, there were countless Miao villages scattered like stars in the sky. Those Miao people who were involved with the outside world were called 'Mature Miao' by the officials, and those who had never appeared in the world were called 'Raw Miao'. Both names were full of a condescending derogatory meaning. In the hinterland of the old Nanzhao, a group of people were resting midway. Under their feet was a dirt path that was not commonly seen in the rolling mountains. There were three piles of white stones on the side of the path, indicating that there would be a Miao village not far away. This group of people were all wearing armor and carrying crossbows and sabers. The clothes under the armor were tattered, and they all wore sturdy straw sandals woven by themselves. They were all strong. Although they had traveled a long distance, they did not look dispirited at all. Their eyes were especially sharp, like eagles patrolling the mountains. Next to the pile of stones stood a handsome man who looked to be in his early thirties. His aura was calm, and the armor he wore was no different from the soldiers nearby. His saber was the same, and it was impossible to tell his specific identity. However, there was a tall and sturdy man standing next to him. His entire body was covered in a murderous aura, and his appearance was more in line with the identity of a general than the former. Other than the six people who took turns acting as temporary scouts to investigate the terrain, there were more than 50 infantrymen near the two of them. Even though they seemed to be resting casually, upon closer inspection, there were many rules. Five people formed a group, and five people formed a standard. Regardless of whether they were sitting, squatting, or standing, there was a clear boundary and distance between each group.
Logically speaking, these 60 or so people were at most three standard commanders and a dozen or so corporals. However, even the commoner who had not seen the world could feel that none of the people here were people who would submit to the position of standard commander. In reality, when they first entered Nanzhao from Western Shu, there were a total of 70 people. The lowest official position was a commandant with real power in Shu. There were as many as 20 lieutenants, and as many as four generals. These people had different backgrounds and circumstances, but they all had one obvious thing in common. That was, they were all young. The oldest was no older than 40 years old. In this way, the Western Shu Dao, which had become a vassal after that villain slaughtered his way out of the capital, could be said to have sent out all the young military officials. Among them, the person with the highest official position was the General of Bazhou, Dian Xiongzhu, who had been the confidant of the new King of Shu for many years. Before he entered Shu, he was a third-rank general in Beiliang. He held the military power of six thousand Iron Futu Cavalry. Together with Wei Fucheng, he was the confidant of the then Protector General of Beiliang, Chen Zhibao. The other three generals were the Anyi General Fu Tao, who was stationed at Wenshan; the Zhaolie General Wang Zhuowu; and the Shu Prefecture Deputy General Huyan Wanbao. The three generals were all around 35 years old. Their titles were not flashy but useless. Fu Tao was the prince consort of the fallen Western Shu. Wang Zhuowu was a descendant of the old Southern Tang who had moved into Shu. Huyan Wanbao was a native of the Barbarian tribe. His brother, Huyan Baobao, was the only fierce general that the Western Shu Dao could bring out to compete with Lu Shengxiang. With such a group of fiends and gods of death gathered together, it was no wonder that they were able to move through the territory of the old Nanzhao like there was no one there. After more than forty battles, large and small, only eight people had died, and two of them had died of illness. However, other than that time when they encountered the three thousand rebels who had fled to the border, Dian Xiongnu and the other three generals had personally gone out to kill the enemy. Other than that, they had only looked on with folded arms. Even if the news of the military merits and casualties of this group of soldiers and horses were spread out, it was believed that no one would believe it.
Dian Xiongnu, whose hair was disheveled like a lion, gritted his teeth and said angrily, "According to the spy report that Zhao Gou gave us, that Western Shu bastard surnamed Su has been hiding in the stronghold up ahead these days. When I catch him, I must peel off his skin and pull out his tendons to prevent him from daydreaming about reviving his country."
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