The autumn wind was pleasant, blowing across the Chengdu plain. Liu Bei walked on the city wall with his hands and patted the soldiers' shoulders, checked the weapons, comforted him with kind words, and continued to move forward with Zhuge Liang and Fa Zheng, looking at the groups of victims gathered outside the city, his deep eyes did not fluctuate much. He started with the Yellow Turban, and he had seen such a scene countless times. Later, Xinye, Dangyang people fled with him, stood on the boat, watching countless people being chased by the cavalry of Cao's army and drowned, and his heart was already numb.

"Although the solid walls and clearing the fields work, it has made the people of Shu suffer. As the state parents, we always have to do something. After Gongsun Zhi retreats, the fields will be redistributed."

He looked at the vast crowd outside the city and said this, and Fa Zheng followed behind, "The lord Xinde Xishu did this, I'm afraid it's inappropriate. People's hearts will not be convinced. Gongsun Zhi went south again in the future, and some people were afraid that they would secretly collude with each other."

Zhuge Liang shook his feather fan and said with a smile, "Xiaozhi said so much, but the strategy of strengthening the walls and clearing the countryside caused a lot of trouble. Among them, officials in Shu were involved. Liang had checked the case book before, and many of these people were forcibly marrying and selling land to harm the countryside. At this time, the army in the north was approaching and did not want to resist, but had an accident in the rear, which had a great impact on the lord's stability in Yizhou. It should be ruled by law."

"Then the fields in their hands..."

"Divid equally among those who have made meritorious services, so there will be peace in Shu."

The wind blew slowly, Zhuge Liang's words were calm, with a smile on his face. Liu Bei in front of him was silent and did not speak. After walking through the city wall, he shook his head lightly and stopped, "Kong Ming's words make sense, but the officials in Shu surrendered to me, Liu Bei, how could they retaliate with selfishness for this? But if you are guilty, you will naturally be punished. If you are in charge, you will be demoted to one level. If you are not in charge, you will be atone for your sins with the fields, and you will be exempted from the pain of prison."

He turned around and saw Fa Zheng trying to speak but stopped, and waved his hand to the other party, "I know what Xiaozhi wants to say. After all, some people will be anxious about me. But this is an extraordinary time. I will treat it as an extraordinary thing. Try to win over the soldiers and officials of Shu who are standing here, and the rest will take other measures to comfort the rest after Gongsun Zhi withdraws his troops."

Fa Zheng glanced at Zhuge Liang and had no choice but to nod.

On the other side, Liu Bei sighed, "...I wonder if more than 70,000 people from the Southern Barbarian Meng Huo could delay Gongsun Zhi for a moment as the military advisor expected. Bei was really worried. The other party's troops were all elites in the battles of the south and north. Although Meng Huo and others were extremely brave, they were in the mountains and on the plains, Bei was worried that they could not even hold on for half a month."

"Lord, how can you decide a war with courage? There was a lesson from the King of Chu in ancient times. Now there was the fact that Lu Bu defeated Xia Pi. Although Gongsun Zhi had many troops, he was very brave. However, when the war was in a stalemate in the late autumn, he would fall into the interests of heaven. This is one of them. Second, he drove straight in, attacked cities and villages, and his morale was definitely arrogant. If the defeat of the Southern Barbarians again, he would definitely be prosperous. The so-called "one-game" will be the last one.

The decline of the three times and exhaustion, and the unfamiliarity with the terrain of Shu, it is difficult to effectively compete with the soldiers of Shu. It is inconvenient to terrain." Zhuge Liang slowly bent down his third finger and said softly, "... The army in the north is in two disadvantages. The lord raised his arms and shouted at the time, and the resentment brought to the people of Shu will be spread on the other side. Even if the other side has a million troops, it will be difficult to shake the lord's position in Shu. This is a disadvantage of human harmony."

Liu Bei heard this and pressed his fists against the wall. He looked at the crowded heads below and his ragged figures. "Kong Ming's words made Bei regain confidence..." He raised his hand and arched at the other party, turned his eyes to the northwest, and pursed his lips tightly.

"At this time, the war must have started over there. I hope the Southern Barbarians can delay Gongsun Zhi for one month."

In his soft words, the direction he looked at was the vast autumn scenery. The mountains in the distance were already between yellow and green, showing the bleakness of autumn. On the falling leaves, pairs of exposed ankles ran over quickly, rolling up silent leaves, and the barbarian warriors with patterns on their upper bodies held stone axes and carried vine shields to rush through the mountains and fields.

The short comrade was blown in the forest from time to time, and the warriors of the tribe who went to the top of the mountain were connected to the direction of running. For the mountains in front of Mianzhu, these Ni people from the mountains in the southwest seemed to be able to move forward. Without any formation, the entire team was still not dragged and lagged behind.

Chief King Menghuo and his wife Zhu Rong were also in the team. They listened to the scouts' reports from time to time and issued some unpainful orders. They did not pay much attention to the military formation. Anyway, as long as they saw the enemy, they rushed up to kill the other party, of course, courage and killing skills were also necessary.

But people who often live in the mountains are never short of these.

"Dong Tu hasn't come back yet?"

After getting off the mountain, there was an endless plain, with several rivers flowing through them intermixed. When the troops in the caves were resting, Meng Huo counted the number of each unit, but the second cave owner had not come back at this time. He stood by the river with two iron sticks and watched the slowly flowing water surface, his fists clamped and clacked.

"Has it been caught by the Han general?" His face was ferocious, and there were three golden rings with beards under his chin. He held a big knife to the ground with a loud bang. He showed his yellow teeth. "Just kill him first. Whether he comes or not, he will fight this battle."

Ah Hui murmured the corner of his mouth and curled up, and sneered, "I think you want the soldiers in the cave, and I want them too. Why not see who killed more Han people? There is a king here to testify, even if Dong Tu comes back, his soldiers in the cave will belong to us."

"Okay, I'll accept your statement."

While speaking, the Ni people who were exploring the way forward had already returned, and they brought back a bloody head. Meng Huo held his head up and naturally recognized who this was. "Ah!" roared, threw it into the water with a thud, and turned his head suddenly, and his disguised hair spread out. "Notify the Mulu King, bring the cave master, Wutu Gu, and Duosi, to march with all their strength. I want to take Gongsun Zhi's head."

The sound of the horn blew along the river bank.

The 70,000 barbarians did not think much, nor did they take a conservative attitude, crossing the river in front of them, as if they had already launched a charge, sweeping forward, looking down from the sky, densely packed like an ant colony spreading forward, making all the barbarians riding on horseback full of confidence in this battle.

Not long after, the rushing front stopped, Meng Huo rode a horse and rushed to the front, and what entered his sight were countless colorful flags, brown hair, white skin, or black and fickle figures, wearing simple clothes, standing opposite, looking here frantically with his eyes.

"These are not Han people..."

When he was in Mianzhu Pass before, Meng Huo heard Li Yan's warning and also knew that Gongsun Zhi had an army from the West. He didn't take it too seriously at that time. Now, he felt nervous when he looked at the other party's appearance. After all, he had never seen someone whose eyes and teeth were white.

At this time, the trumpet of war was still sounding, and the strange army on the opposite side was still spreading from behind, spreading from left to right. One group of soldiers wearing Gallic iron helmets and muscular breastplate stood in front. A centurion with a horizontal mane iron helmet rode a horse and held a Han sword high, shouting Chinese words "Soldiers, array"

Shields stretched down in the direction, bringing out a series of thunderous sounds. Behind, spearmen from the Sarites stepped forward and pressed down together. Countless cold and densely spread out to form a spear formation. The stone-throwing scattered soldiers squeezed between them, came to the front, and shook their wrists.

On the other side, there was also such an army at this time. The round shield smashed down to the ground, the thick soldiers holding heavy spears, and yelled hysterically "Sparta"

The coalition of Chinese clans took the lead in starting the war...
Chapter completed!