Chapter 16: Battle with the Yao Tribe

After receiving the weapons and equipment, Jin Mao had no reason to stay in Lizhou and set off back to Jinyun Mountain.

After resting for a whole day, Jinmao didn't dare to stay at home for long. He dragged his tired body and weak legs and walked towards the mountains where rape flowers were blooming.

Spring has arrived, and it is the mating season for animals. Along the way, Jinmao can always hear the calls of wild cats.

Jinyun has made great progress. These days, Jinyun Mountain has been developing step by step without any major problems.

Liu Fang was still the same, obsessed with construction. The oil press workshop was almost finished, except for the roof.

The rapeseed will be ripe in another month.

The harvest season is approaching and the wood press is stuck, so it’s time to put it on the agenda.

The busy first month of the year is coming to an end, which seems to be foreshadowing something.

It was the seventh day of February, seven days after the Battle of Lizhou, and the granary was empty, with only seven days' supply left.

Jinmao must make a decision whether to attack the Yao people or Jiao Qian.

There is nothing much to say about the former, it has all benefits and no disadvantages, except that some soldiers will be lost; the latter will be a big trouble.

The clan replied quickly, and the two elders only said one thing: "Don't do it unless you are absolutely sure to wipe out the entire Jiao family, or if they are on the verge of despair."

Unexpectedly, Jinmao thought that the family would definitely refuse.

At the same time, I was also very moved: “Why can’t you be a little bit less kind to me?”

That way, when he leaves, I will have less psychological burden.

In this case, Jinmao has only one way to go.

However, the area where the Yao people live is about the same size as Wushang County. If we rush in rashly, we will not be able to kill them all and will only get stuck in the quagmire of war and collapse faster.

On the ninth day of February, Jinmao had been anxious for two days and finally received good news.

“Brother He, you are not only my Zhang Zifang, you are also a super lucky star!”

He Wei thought he had not done things well and didn't know how to start the conversation. As a result, happiness came too suddenly and he was at a loss.

"My dear brother, no, my lord! It is my honor to serve you!"

"Haha!" Jin Mao laughed and helped He Wei up. "I won't say any more. After we take down Pan the thief's head, I will hold a banquet. Brother He is welcome to join us."

"My lord, please call me by my courtesy name Xiaorong." He Wei smiled in a servile manner, causing Bai Shi to roll his eyes.

Now that the Yao people’s ancestral land has been found, Jinmao didn’t say much, and the entire Jinyun Mountain started moving again.

There were only 5 days' worth of food left, and Jinmao took away 3 days' worth, which was enough for 6 soldiers to eat for days.

And with the experience from the first time, this time it was much faster and everything was ready in just one day.

Originally, Jinmao wanted to let Shiraishi and 50 other people take over the rest, but unexpectedly, Shiraishi strongly requested to join the team.

There's nothing much to say, just bring them all. In terms of fighting power, these fifty people are the strongest and have a very imposing aura.

The ancestral land of the Yao people is located west of the south of Jinyun Mountain, and can be reached after sixty miles of mountain road.

The two places were connected by a vicious stream, and not only boats but even bamboo rafts could not sail safely on the water.

This is also the reason why the two sides are close to each other but cannot fight.

But if Jin Mao and others wanted to arrive quickly, they had to cross the Evil River and move upstream, otherwise they would have to take a detour of more than 200 miles.

It took Jin Mao three days to walk the short distance of sixty miles before he finally got out.

Fortunately, the weather turned warmer in early spring and the water was not so cold, otherwise, the non-combat casualties would have been enough to make Jinmao suffer.

It's approaching evening.

"After crossing this mountain, the ancestral land of the Yao people is in front." He Wei pointed to the hill ahead.

Jin Mao vaguely saw a figure moving and made a prompt decision.

"Bai Shi, take this hill!"

There were indeed Yao people on the hill. When Jin Mao reached the top of the hill, there were more than a dozen corpses lying on the ground.

"Mingsir, three people ran away. Please punish them!" Since He Wei came, Bai Shi also learned to shout like this.

"You have done nothing wrong, so get up."

Jin Mao ordered: "Set up the stove and cook, and rest on the spot. Bai Shi, you take fifty people to guard."

At the foot of the mountain is where the Yao ethnic group lives. With the last ray of light, Jinmao saw people gathering.

The first direct battle.

Jinmao was very nervous and in a heavy mood because the land in front of him was larger and flatter than Jinyun Mountain, and there were quite a few people there.

"This is going to be a tough battle!"

...

"What? Someone's calling!"

At the foot of the mountain, Pan Lin asked anxiously, "How many people are there? What banners are they under? How many weapons do they have?"

The three people who came to report were hesitant and didn't know anything. Pan Lin was so angry that he flipped the table. It was the same thing in Lizhou last time. These idiots were still greedy even though they were warned.

Stupid! Incomprehensibly stupid!

"Go down and gather all the tribesmen over the age of 15 in the ancestral land, regardless of gender!"

Earlier, Pan Lin had been making preparations, and all the young and strong men scattered across the country gathered in the ancestral land.

At night, the Yao people came out in full force, gathering three thousand people, of which there were only five hundred young and strong men, and the rest were women, the elderly and even children.

Pan Lin suddenly felt more confident and asked people to light torches and hold a swearing-in ceremony.

On top of the mountain.

Jin Mao was shocked when he saw the number of torches at the foot of the mountain.

When I looked carefully again, they were all gathered together, with no intention of attacking.

"We can't wait any longer."

He was not sure that his 500 men could defeat thousands of people.

"Beep beep!"

Jin Mao blew the wooden whistle, "Assemble!"

In less than a quarter of an hour, the Min Yue soldiers were ready, but the county soldiers were still a little confused.

"Bai Shi, lead the 300 Minyue soldiers to charge head-on. Do not light torches, but charge towards where there are more torches.

Remember to keep the queue intact, and reorganize it every time you break up the enemy's formation."

Bai Shi took note of it carefully and set off after receiving the order.

Seeing that the crowd at the foot of the mountain had not yet moved, Jin Mao knew that the opportunity belonged to him.

"Liu Mu, have everyone light two torches."

Liu Mu stammered, "Mingsir, there is not enough wood."

"Those without torches, make some noise. Make sure people know we are here."

"Yes." Liu Mu didn't quite understand.

He Wei's eyes lit up, and he told Liu Mu mysteriously: "This is the art of war! Learn it."

Liu Mu's eyes reflected the firelight, and he seemed to understand something. He shouted loudly for the first time: "Everyone shout!"

After saying that, he took the lead and shouted loudly.

at the foot of the mountain.

Pan Lin was talking excitedly with saliva flying all over the place, when he suddenly heard some noise on the mountain and remembered the important business.

"The enemy has launched an attack, follow me to kill them!"

Pan Lin raised his mace and was ready to charge, but there were so many people around him that he had no room to escape.

"Get out of here! Get out of here!"

The crowd began to get agitated and no one cared what Pan Lin said.

suddenly.

"Ah!" Screams continued to be heard from a distance, but the enemy could not be seen.

Pan Lin could see clearly from the stage that the Yao people were approaching from far away, extinguishing their torches one after another.

His eyes were bloodshot with anxiety, and he shouted loudly: "Pan Lin is here! Who dares to fight me?"

But the enemy is like a ghost in the night, always demanding lives, lives! Life! Life!
Finally the Yao people collapsed and tried to escape, but were trampled and a large number of them were killed by their own people.

On top of the mountain.

Jin Mao was overjoyed, knowing that Bai Shi was killing people in great numbers.

"Liu Mu, stop shouting. Lead your men and charge with me!"

Although he shouted like that, his body was very honest. Jin Mao was afraid that he would fall into a ditch before he even saw the enemy.

So, when Liu Mu led his men down the mountain in a hurry, Jin Mao rode a horse and He Wei led the horse, and the two of them walked down the mountain road carefully.

When Liu Mu led the county soldiers down the mountain to take over from the Yao people, Jin Mao and the other man were still halfway up the mountain.

Sudden.

The scattered Yao people began to gather, and Jinmao could see them clearly from his high vantage point.

"Huh? Whose general is this? Why is he so brave?"

He Wei listened attentively and was shocked: "Mingsir, it's Pan Lin! It's Pan Lin!"

Unfortunately, it was only a flash in the pan.

Bai Shi led his men to hold the line, while Liu Mu led his men to attack from the flank, and the Yao tribe collapsed at the first blow.

　The time here is calculated according to the lunar calendar.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)