Dian Xiongzong looked at the beautiful scenery of the Miao stockade village. The terraced fields spread up the mountain, the green water at the foot of the mountain like a ribbon, and the stilted buildings were clustered together. It was hard to imagine that this was the scenery that the Central Plains scholars talked about. However, Dian Xiongzong was a rough man. Moreover, he did not come all the way south to enjoy the scenery. He had seen dozens of such isolated stockades, and many of them had been turned into ruins by the knives of his subordinates. Dian Xiongzong looked back at the silent army behind him and grinned, revealing his yellow teeth that spoiled the scenery. He withdrew his gaze and carefully looked at the general standing beside him. In today's world, there were countless meritorious generals, and there were even more in the Beiliang army. However, in Dian Xiongzong's mind, there were only two people who deserved the title of "general". The great general Xu Xiao had passed away, and the only one alive was the one beside him. As for Gu Jiantang, Lu Shengxiang, and the others, they were just passable. The old men like Yan Zhenchun and Yang Shenxing were even worse. Dian Xiongzong withdrew his thoughts and did not give orders. Since leaving Shu, more than 60 people had developed enough tacit understanding and should have known what they were doing. Moreover, not to mention King Fu Tao, Wu Huyan, and Bi 'an, who were real high-ranking generals, none of them were really ordinary soldiers. Any one of them was a person who could not be underestimated in the officialdom of Xishu. Before leaving Shu, there were also some fearless troublemakers who were unruly and difficult to tame. Weren't they also convinced that they were more obedient than his wife? Along the way, from the initial mutual suspicion and contempt, to the end, everyone took the lead, everyone was wounded, and everyone regarded each other as fellow soldiers who could exchange their lives. It seemed unimaginable, but Dian Xiongzong was not surprised at all because this was the invincibility of the person he followed. That person's military strategy had always been very simple. It was nothing more than two kinds of generals and soldiers. He had not been in Shu for long, so he did not go around buying people's hearts and building relationships. He just pulled this group of young and strong generals, who he privately said were "not yet terminally ill", to the chaotic territory of the old Nanzhao to harvest people's heads and teach them how to kill people with their own hands. Finally, when they were free, they could figure out how to lead troops to kill people in the future. Dian Xiongzong had followed him for many years. Logically speaking, he understood all the principles. Even if it was a military book that he had personally written, he could still brace himself and recite a few thousand words. However, he was exactly the same as all the direct subordinates under his command. He knew what to do, but he could not do it well. Dian Xiongzong sometimes drank and chatted with Wei Fuzi, who liked to babble on and on about profound and unfathomable words. Over time, Dian Xiongzong was too lazy to think about it. In any case, he only believed in one point. Following the general to break through enemy lines and kill the enemy, his side would only win the battle without any suspense. The difference was only the size of the battle results. Probably sensing that Dian Xiongzong had been staring at him for a long time, that person turned his head and cast a questioning gaze. Dian Xiongzong, who was now the commander-in-chief of the Western Shu Army and also the general of Bazhou, chuckled and asked, "General, that boy surnamed Su is, in any case, the dragon son of the previous Emperor of Western Shu. He must have masters protecting him at his side. How about letting me make a move to satisfy my cravings?"
That person smiled, neither agreeing nor refusing. Dian Xiongzong immediately blushed. He knew that this idea was definitely dashed. Moreover, he did not have the courage to continue pleading. The general had always been like this. The rules he set could not be broken even by the Heavenly Emperor. During this training, other than the "soldiers" and the people like them who had temporarily become pawns, the general himself had never made a move, regardless of whether the battle was good or bad. But then again, if the general was willing to make a move, what could those people do? Thinking of this, Dian Xiongzong's heart was somewhat resentful. Let's not talk about how much of the "Number One in the World" title that you snatched from Wang Xianzhi's hands. Do you really think you can withstand the iron hooves of the Beimang coming south? Dian Xiongzong seemed to have forgotten that if someone had told him that His Royal Highness could become a martial arts expert, he would rather believe that he was a woman who could give birth to children. When His Royal Highness went to Mount Wudang to "cultivate", whether it was him, the teacher Wei Fucheng, or a group of Beiliang generals, they had all ridiculed him. In all likelihood, this kid had taken a fancy to a beautiful Taoist nun on Mount Wudang. Practicing the blade was not too clever of a cover.
Anyi General Fu Tao, Zhaolie General Wang Chaowu, and Shuzhou Deputy General Huyan Wanwan were respectively nicknamed "Prince Consort", "Foolish Young Master", and "Tiger Eater". The three of them had completely different natures, but without exception, they were wholeheartedly convinced by that taciturn man. Wang Chaowu came from a noble family. In his free time, he could speak freely with that person, talking about books, gold, stone, and exegesis. It was not strange that the martial arts fanatic Huyan Wanwan could talk about martial arts with that person. However, Fu Tao was famous for his unsociable temperament, yet he could chat happily with that person. In any case, Dian Xiongnu was not surprised. The general seemed to have never lost a battle in his life. On the battlefield, the Liyang court and common people all knew of his military exploits. In the field of love, wasn't it the same? He had just arrived at the Western Shu Road, and he had already been praised by the rouge for his beauty, Xie Xie, and love at first sight. As for the officialdom, even His Majesty the Emperor held the general in high esteem. As soon as he entered the capital, he made the general the Minister of War. Currently, he was the Shuang Lu of the Ministry of War. Lu Baijie and Lu Shengxiang were only assistant ministers. How could they compare to their own general?
In the Miao stockade village near the mountains and rivers, when they saw the brazen intrusion of this army, almost all of the Miao people knew that they were in a dead end.
These Miao people, who were supposed to be isolated from the world, had unexpectedly taken out swords and armors from nowhere. Most of these armed people were old. When they were young, it happened that the Spring and Autumn War happened to put the people of the Central Plains into a terrible situation. Many young children and young women were confused. They did not know why their fathers and husbands suddenly had those shiny weapons. Some white-haired old Miao people even put on rusty armors. If it was not for this unforeseen event, the former would probably never know that this secret was hidden in the stockade.
After all, the stockade village was not the kind of military town that was used to seeing the smoke of war and hearing the sound of horse hooves. When faced with the emergence of this group of Western Shu elites, they were completely defenseless. Before they appeared at the foot of the stockade village, some of the Miao people who had just returned from work were shot dead on the spot. The arrows either pierced through their chests or through their skulls. Almost all of them died in a face-to-face confrontation. At most, they could only turn their backs and did not even have the time to take a step back. The most terrifying thing was that these armored soldiers did not speak before and after they killed the Miao people. After they killed the Miao people, the person who fired the crossbow only silently pulled out the arrow from the corpse and put it back into the quiver. In the middle of this, there was a young couple of Miao people who were whispering sweet nothings to each other by the river. The young man was an agile expert in this stockade village. He had once fought with a ferocious tiger with his bare hands. However, when one of the tall armored soldiers raised his crossbow, even though he had a sharp sense of smell and was about to pounce on the Miao woman to avoid the arrow, the arrow seemed to have been expected. It killed two birds with one stone. It directly pierced through the foreheads of the man and woman, causing them to die together with their love.
This group of devils who killed without batting an eyelid began to climb the mountain and enter the stockade village unhurriedly.
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