"Grain, house, woman..." Tianhao spread his hands: "I gave everything I should give. In fact, he didn't want much, less than one-third of what I expected."

"He is just the first person I sent out. Liangsheng... Well, it's called this name." The room is not large, and Tianhao's tone is normal: "There are many people who take the initiative to surrender like him and are willing to help me do things, including the hundred people you trust. I know you are eager to win and want to return to Muluo City with the spoils of Panshi Village. Maybe you haven't even noticed it yourself, you have become very impatient, far less calm than before."

Lu Qingdong opened his eyes wide and was surprised: "Are you monitoring me?"

He then changed his words and asked anxiously: "Have you installed a spy next to me?"

"You're thinking too much. If I could do that, you wouldn't be able to lead the army to Panshi Village. I'll be able to solve all of you on the way early."

Tianhao was mixed with a bit of pity in his low laughter: "When you are in Zhangpu Village, you should withdraw in time and return the same way. Although you don't have enough food, you can at least let most people go back alive. 80% or even more. You know very well what the consequences will be if you go back in shame. Your father is very likely to use this as an excuse to deprive you of the first heir. So you want to win, ignore the potential threat and choose the path that is most speculative and dangerous."

"Actually, I didn't expect that a surrendered soldier could change your mind and send reinforcements. I really wanted to capture you alive, and I also made several plans for you. Haha... none of them could be used. Desire makes people lose their minds. If you change the time and place, you will definitely see through this."

Lu Qingdong's body was trembling slightly.

"...You know me very well." He suddenly felt a little sad. He sat opposite him with his enemy, not his friend.

"So I'm willing to form an alliance with you." Tianhao's voice seemed to have magic power that could penetrate people's hearts: "We have a common demand for this world. We have different resources, which can complement each other and help each other."

Lu Qingdong heard the hint in his words, and he was not disgusted with the content or tone, and even had a slight expectation: "You are right."

He nodded slowly, his eyes becoming a little confused. It was more like murmuring than reconciliation.

A charming smile spread across Tianhao's face. He raised his index finger with his right hand and drew a circle in the air under Lu Qingdong's dazed gaze. His movements were slow, as if he had a substantial trajectory: "I can satisfy any of your needs. Your stubborn father, your younger brother who secretly likes to make small moves, including those ministers who are in trouble... You will become the king of the stag, or even the king of the deer clan."

"…King…King…I am the King…”

Lu Qingdong's thinking was dissipating, as if logic was injected with sedatives, flowing deep in his mind at a steady rhythm. The magic of language is so wonderful that he could not feel the shame of being captured and could not have the idea of ​​escaping. In the dark, an invisible rope seemed to hold him firmly, leading him slowly to the unknown and confused place.

Tianhao was very satisfied with his performance at this moment.

Standing up from the chair, walking a lighter pace than the most agile cat, silently walked to Lu Qingdong, and staring from top to bottom at the eyes that had completely lost their agility and were buried deep in the emptiness.

"Sleep well, I will wait for you to wake up. Old friend, we have time, so don't worry."

...

Guangsheng stood on a platform more than six meters above the ground, staring at the kneeling deer prisoners of war in the square below.

He felt his heartbeat was increasing.

Apart from the seriously injured dying people, there are still 3,371 left.

He never thought he would win this battle.

He never dreamed that he would have such a way of playing.

There is no need for any village walls. The guard tower and brick and stone houses disperse the power of the deer army's attack. Just like hard and tenacious rocks, letting the turbulent rapids wash away, they have to be forced to separate in front of an existence that is stronger than them.

The outer periphery of Panshi Village has been turned into a maze by countless buildings.

The sturdyness of the tower is simply unimaginable. God knows what construction method the people in Panshi Village used. The gate inside the tower was actually made of mixed steel stones. The door bolts were built from the inside, and the manpower could not be attacked at all.

All the deer troops were light infantry. They did not carry heavy equipment and did not have time to cut down trees to build siege equipment.

This is not their fault. Inertial thinking understands the size of the village in a combat manner, as long as there are many people, you can win.

Nearly six thousand deer troops rushed into Panshi Village from three directions and were immediately diverted by high towers. Thousands of people turned into hundreds. The narrow streets restricted their movements, and they had to continue to shrink the attacking units, dozens, dozens, or even fewer... This place was a strange place for them, and what was worse was that they had to be prepared for feather arrows shot from their heads at any time. In this case, it was difficult to maintain an offensive posture. Everyone felt that they could win as long as they went inside. They raised their shields and blocked them directly above their heads, shouting and roaring to speed up. The dense army formation turned into a slender stream of people, unable to cooperate with each other, and the people behind could not get up, jumping back and forth between the houses like headless flies.

The more you rush inside, the faster you die.

There are more towers. All towers are equipped with archers, and the number of arrows is amazingly large. Shooting from a high place has caused the damage to be multiplied. The deer soldiers finally rushed outside the fence inside the village, but found that it was an insurmountable obstacle.

The number of guardians is actually not large, only six hundred.

The task assigned to them was to maintain a stalemate and block the attacking Deer army outside the village wall.

The members of the battle group who were ambushed in the outside tower of the village began to attack. They lined up in a series, with thick and strong tower shields in front of them as cover. Sharp spears pierced out of the gaps in the shield, forming a series of solid walls comparable to hedgehogs, slowly moving towards the inside of the village, constantly squeezing the activity space trapped in the deer army.

This is a giant cage made by man, which can be called a textbook for combat using terrain. Guangsheng was standing at the top of the tower with the archers of Pinglin Village. He witnessed the entire battle with his own eyes. The archers chose the target at will, just like hunters shooting rabbits and pheasants without any danger. The deer people screamed and fell down on the narrow streets without any cover. They were forced to raise a round shield to block the arrows shot from above, but they were unable to guard against the rushing step by step from the end of the street, shouting loud horns, with neat steps and consistent actions, and leading the way with a large shield and a spear, crushing the heavy infantry like a god of death.

No one can persist in this situation, and courage and determination will be lost quickly at any time. There is no need to teach you what kind of surrender. You can survive by holding your weapons high and kneeling on the ground with your hands.

Counterattack, kill!

The stubborn fighter, kill!

No one who attempts to escape will be left!

Heads rolled on the ground, countless blood dyed the ground red, the air was filled with strong blood that made the nostrils itchy. The seriously injured person with a long knife in his stomach dragged his intestines and begged for mercy. The deer soldiers whose arms were cut off cried and picked up their broken limbs. The huge lethal triangular pyramid-shaped feather arrow fell straight down, penetrated the hard skull on the spot, leaving only the shaking and shaking tails of the arrows, standing on the top of the heads of the dead on the spot for a long time.

Everyone in Panshi Village was mobilized, and men, women, young and old were really on the battlefield. The six hundred main guards inside the village wall were almost all women, and as many as thousands of elderly people and children were transporting supplies to them.

There are too many arrows in Panshi Village. Bales and cars. Guangsheng swears that he has never seen so many arrows in his life. Regardless of quantity or quality, only the elite troops on the Lock Dragon Pass can compare with it.

Looking at the Deer people kneeling on the ground begging for surrender, Guangsheng suddenly understood this new tactic of cooperation with a large number of brick and stone buildings and towers. He roughly estimated the number. Even if the number of the Deer army doubled, it still could not fill this huge, invisible, terrible trap full of death and killing.

Tianhao...How did this young leader have a brain?

How did he come up with such a strange and wonderful tactic?

"Dad, we won! We won!"

Guangsheng turned his head and looked at Guangtao, the eldest son who was so happy and dancing with his hands beside him, and said "um" lightly.

Guangtao's reaction to his father was a little strange. He had a wink, controlled his excitement, and asked in a low voice: "Dad, what's wrong with you?"

"I'm thinking, what should I do in the future?" Guangsheng's eyes were deep, and his extremely low voice was only suitable for communication between father and son.

Guangtao didn't understand what his father was thinking at the moment. He was eager to try: "This time, four villages fought together. With so many prisoners, Panshi Village must have a big share, but our Pinglin Village has also made great efforts. Dad, I think that no matter what, I will get a score of 7 or 800 people to give us."

Guangsheng glanced at his son deeply: "Do you think we won this battle?"

Guangtao never expected his father to ask this, and he was caught off guard for a moment: "That... isn't it?"

Guangsheng looked away from his son, looked at the towering towers in the distance, and sighed: "If we change places, we have no chance of winning at all. The Deer people are not idiots. They will not stand there and do nothing, allowing you to slash with the knife. Think about it, how many opportunities do our people have to fight head-on with the Deer people? Most of the time they stand on the tower and shoot arrows down... Boy, do you know what war is? Do you think all this is our credit?"

Although Guangtao was young, his brain was very flexible. He immediately shut his mouth and carefully observed around him, making sure that no one heard the conversation between him and his father. Then he got closer, his voice lower than before: "Dad, what do you mean..."

"I plan to form an alliance with Panshi Village." Guangsheng's tone was light, but he had unquestionable determination.

Alliance is a common form of cooperation between northern barbarian tribes and villages. Once an alliance is established, it means a comprehensive mutual assistance relationship from military to people's livelihood. There are usually two forms of alliance: the first is mutual equality, and the second is master-slave.

When Guangtao said this, he felt it was unlikely.

Sure enough, he saw a wry smile on his father's rough face: "How could it be equality? Ahao is now headed by a thousand people, and the population of Panshi Village is more than 3,000. In addition, this battle... I plan to find some time to talk to Ahao alone. Panshi Village is the main one and Pinglin Village is the subject. I hope that he can take advantage of this cooperation and not harshly exploit us. The conditions are relatively relaxed, which is enough."

"Lord...this...this..." Guangtao was extremely shocked. He knew his father's temper and rarely bowed to others. If he hadn't heard these words with his own ears, he would not believe that this was what his father said.

With a close distance, Guangsheng could fully feel his son's strong unwillingness. He turned around and said seriously: "Do you think that this time the Four Village Alliance, Panshi Village is just one of them? In your opinion, Ahao's ability is actually average, not as important as I said?"

Guangtao lowered his head slightly, his face gloomy, and admitted in silence.

"Give up your thoughts! Don't think about contacting Qingyuan Village and Zhangpu Village. Doing that will only cause us trouble." Guangsheng sneered sarcastically: "Especially Jianping, the leader of Zhangpu Village, you'd better forget this person and just act like he doesn't exist."

"Why?"

Guangtao was shocked, and a terrible thought flashed in his mind instantly. He quickly raised his head and asked subconsciously: "Does Ahao want to kill Jianping?"

"How is that possible?" Guangsheng sneered and raised his hand to hold his son's shoulder: "He will definitely let Jianping leave Panshi Village alive, but I think he will soon lose control of Zhangpu Village."

"Why?" Guangtao repeated the previous question.

Guangsheng did not answer. He turned around and looked down at the groups of deer prisoners under his feet, sighing infinitely.

"Look more with your eyes, listen more with your ears, and don't express opinions on things you don't understand. We have enough time now, and we are lucky that Ah Hao is our fellow tribe and brother of the same tribe."

...

After the sumptuous dinner, four village leaders gathered in the conference hall.

Tianhao was willing to sit in the first place, with a chair covered with a brutal maned bear skin, which was soft and comfortable. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, which touched his facial muscles. He looked gentle and polite.

"We won, and you all know the results of the battle. In addition to more than three thousand prisoners of war, we also captured two princes of the hart clan."
Chapter completed!