Boom!

A thunder exploded.

The silver snake appeared in the dark clouds, and the lightning flashed and disappeared.

Outside the big tent, the sound of a divine dou came, and it was already three o'clock in the morning.

Meng Kai pushed the wine table in front of him away, carried a pot of spring wine, and waved his hand to drive away the generals in the big tent.

He leaned against the bed, and a burst of drunkenness came. But for some reason, he couldn't fall asleep, so he had to eat wine one by one.

This time, the Wuman went south, which was a last resort.

There is no way, the government has become more and more fierce in exploiting naturalized barbarians. Feiwuman could have been self-sufficient, but the exploitation is a bit unsustainable. Especially in the past two years, the government has developed a huge interest in the gray falcons tamed by Feiwuman. Every year, they will be asked to contribute more than twenty gray falcons, which has overwhelmed many barbarians.

The gray falcon is a common eagle falcon in the private mountains, but the number is not too large.

And outsiders cannot understand the hardships of enduring eagles. Every year, the flying mantra will kill and injure hundreds of people.

But, why did the government care?

Since last year, the number of privately melted mountain ash falcons has dropped sharply.

Last year, he tried his best and only handed over twelve gray falcons, which greatly dissatisfied the government and made their corvee service worse.

And this year...

Meng Kai knew very well that those twenty gray falcons were impossible to hand over.

Even in the Feiwuman tribe, there are only a dozen gray falcons. How can they satisfy the increasing appetite of the government?

But if they cannot be handed over this year, the government will definitely suppress them more fiercely.

Meng Kai was already in a state of confusion about this.

Fortunately, at this time, a man named Gan Cheng came to the Heman tribe.

It is said that Gan Cheng had a high status in the Heman tribe, and the rich chiefs of the Heman tribe obeyed him. After Gan Cheng heard about the situation of Feiwu Man, he invited Feiwu Man to move south. He told Meng Kai that Annan was vast and sparsely populated, and the mountains were full of peaks, which was most suitable for them to survive. Moreover, there was no corvee service there, and the most important thing was that Annan Protectorate almost ignored them. Living there was as free and happy as a local emperor, no one would force them.

This also made Meng Kai feel excited.

But moving south is not a trivial matter.

More than 10,000 people went south, but the government would not agree.

So Gan Cheng told him that the government had oppressed them for so long, so he might as well vote, disrupt Jiannan Road, and then take the opportunity to go south.

Gan Cheng said that he could help, and the Heman tribe would also help, including Mengshezhao.

"In Tang Gou's eyes, you and I are both barbarians.

No matter how loyal we show, they cannot truly accept us. Don’t Tang Gou have a saying? If you are not my race, your heart will be different. Instead of staying here and being exploited by Tang Gou, you might as well let go and go south to freely.

At that time, there will be a lot of people to help, so why should you be afraid?”

Meng Kai is not the kind of person who is prone to blood boiling, and he has long passed the age of blood boiling.

But he must admit that Gan Cheng's words made him moved...

After repeated consideration, Meng Kai decided to join his family to move south. However, before moving south, he had to settle accounts with the government and get back all the oppression he had suffered over the years. So, Feiwuman raised his flag and rebelled and attacked cities and land.

Overall, the action was effective.

Gan Cheng was by his side and gave him advice. He did not leave until he decided to ambush Li Qing.

In Gan Cheng's words, he wants to go back and prepare.

The biggest difficulty in the Feiwuman migrating south is how to pass through Luzhou.

The Heman tribes will send troops to attack Luzhou and restrain the troops of Luzhou. At that time, they will join forces with Feiwuman to attack, and retreat to Annan after plundering in Luzhou.

Meng Kai is in no way irresistible about this.

Everything went smoothly. Meng Kai captured Tongshan, called out Li Qing, and then ambushed him.

Afterwards, Meng Kai led his troops south, first gathered with the troops of the headquarters of Meirongshan, and then gathered the soldiers and horses of Feiwu County. Including the elderly, young, women and children, there were 20,000 people, and headed straight for Posa Mountain. As long as you cross Posa Mountain, you will be Jinzhou.

Meng Kai knew Jinzhou very well, and had a local mandarin contacted him privately, and would cooperate with him inside and outside.

In short, this action was generally considered a success.

It is estimated that the Heman troops will also send troops to Luzhou in the past two days, and I believe it will be very smooth...

Logically speaking, since everything went smoothly, Meng Kai should be happy. But for some reason, he did not feel relaxed, but instead felt an inexplicable throbbing, which lingered in his heart from time to time. It was precisely because of this that he could not fall asleep for a long time.

A pot of wine was eaten clean quickly.

Meng Kai felt sleepy, so he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

However, he fell asleep and suddenly heard a noise outside the tent.

There were shouts of killing from afar, as if not far from the camp, which made Meng Kai wake up immediately.

He turned over to the ground, raised his hand and picked up a big knife, ran out of the tent barefoot, shouted sternly: "What's the situation?"

At this time, the originally quiet camp was in chaos.

After a whole day of trekking, the Feiwu Barbarians had already worked very hard. Many people had already gone to bed, but were awakened by the noise.

"King, it's the enemy attack!"

Enemy attack?

Meng Kai wiped away the rain from his face, and a chilling cicada, and his wine disappeared.

"Prepare for the fight immediately, prepare for the fight."

As he spoke, he turned over and rode a horse, held a knife and shouted: "Don't panic, follow me to welcome the enemy!"

Outside the gate of the camp, the barbarians held swords and guns, and looked vigilantly at the dark wilderness covered by the rain.

When Meng Kai led his men out of the gate, there was no trace of the enemy.

"Where is the enemy?"

"have no idea!"

"Then why did you shout for enemy attack just now?"

"Reply to the king's words, I did hear the sound of horse hooves just now, and there were shouts of killing coming from a distance..."

"What about now?"

A group of barbarian soldiers looked at each other, looking at me, and I looked at you, but no one spoke.

Meng Kai was also a little confused when he heard this!

"That is, you didn't see the enemy?"

"This seems to be..."

Meng Kai wished he could kill the barbarian general in front of him with a knife... Do you know that the old man slept lightly and finally fell asleep, but he was woken up by you!

He suppressed his anger and turned around and sternly said, "Send someone out immediately and search carefully within thirty miles. Never let the enemy go."

"yes!"

Teams of scouts rushed into the dark lacquer field.

About half an hour later, they came back one after another to report to Meng Kai.

The thunderstorm has become smaller.

They did not find any trace of enemies around them, which also made Meng Kai feel relieved.

"Look carefully, don't have any more problems."

Looking at the tired barbarian general, Meng Kai wanted to curse, but in the end he held back, gave a few instructions, and then returned to the camp.

But after such a mess, the entire camp was in chaos.

Meng Kai had no choice but to take his personal companion to patrol the camp and comfort it before everyone could calm down.

When he returned to the big tent, it was already past the hour of Yin and was about to reach the hour of Mao.

Meng Kai was really sleepy at this time, so he took off his armor and only wore a sweatshirt, and fell asleep...

The noisy camp gradually returned to tranquility.

The rain has stopped!

The breeze blowing from the wilderness, with a little coolness, blowing on your body, making you feel drowsy and sleepy...

A team of soldiers appeared in the dark lacquer field.

The leader was wearing a black shirt, holding a black iron spear, and a divine Haidongqing stood on his shoulders.

Yang Shouwen looked up, looked at the sky, and exhaled a slight breath of turbid air.

"Dayu, stare at it."

He patted Hai Dongqing's head, and only heard Dayu make two light sounds, then spread his wings and soar into the air.

Yang Shouwen continued to stare at the Feiwuman Camp in the distance, and after a long time he didn't ask: "When is now?"
To be continued...