The little ancestor of the family

Chapter 382 Destruction

The moment the barbarians surrounded him, Xiao Huaian turned around and hid in the blind spot behind the main tent, sticking to it and not moving.

He observed this unexpected development with a cold eye, watching the rebels being easily captured.

Then, the door of the main tent opened and a tall skeleton walked out.

"Wuermu, you have diligently assisted father for so many years, and he called you the most loyal wolf on the plain. Why would I draw my sword and fight you if it were me?"

Wuermu was old and was not involved in this breakout at all. Salang's words were like a handful of sand in the wind, drifting away with the wind without any response at all.

Some of the rebels could not bear this scene. Their hands and feet went limp and they fell to their knees with a thud, and even the knife in their hands fell to the ground.

The crisp sound seemed particularly abrupt in the dark night.

Salan sneered:

"I am a sickly person. I have been looked down upon since I was a child. My father doesn't like me, and my brothers look down on me. Now that I have become the leader, you all refuse to obey me. You want me to die, right?"

His voice became increasingly shrill, and towards the end it sounded almost like a bamboo whistle.

Suddenly, he raised his dry fingers like twigs and chopped them down fiercely.

"It's not that easy to kill me. Anyone who dares to betray me should die first!"

As the sound fell, countless sharp arrows shot towards the surrounded rebels.

The rebels had nowhere to hide and could only fight back.

They used their weapons to block the arrows and tried to grab the nearest enemy to use as their own human shield.

The originally planned assassination instantly turned into a bloody fight.

Screams and shouts echoed throughout the inner camp.

The people around were awakened by the sound. They vaguely guessed what was going on, but did not dare to go out to investigate. They just stayed in their tents, praying that the chief's anger would not affect them.

In an instant, blood flowed like a river in front of the main tent, and countless young men lost their lives before they could even react.

The rebels still in the dark were so stunned by this scene that they retracted their hands and feet and dared not move at all.

As Xiao Huaian watched the rebels being slaughtered, he resolutely took out the flare given to him by Ye Xinran from his arms.

He unscrewed the lid and threw the flare into the air with force. The flare seemed to have wings and flew into the air at a high speed.

After rising into the air, the flare suddenly emitted a dazzling white light.

The white light illuminated the entire camp for a moment like lightning!

"There are ambushes!"

When Salan saw the white light, he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, come on, I want to see what you are capable of!"

The flare rose very high before it exploded, so it was impossible to determine the location of the person who sent the signal.

Xiao Huaian tried his best to lower his breathing so as not to be noticed.

Salang looked around and felt that there were hidden eyes everywhere watching him quietly. He roared:

"Everyone, search the surrounding area immediately. If you encounter anyone suspicious, kill them without mercy!"

Since they are unwilling to submit, we can only massacre the Kosi tribe’s base camp.

What he, Saran, wants is the unconditional obedience of his people!

Not long after, the great wizard was brought up tied up.

It can be seen that the great wizard did not rest when he was captured. At this time, he was still wearing the robe he wore during the day.

The wizard's mouth was stuffed with a rag. When he saw Salan, he kept shaking his head, indicating that he wanted to speak.

"Take the cloth out of his mouth and let us hear what our great wizard wants to say!"

The subordinate walked over and took the rag out of the wizard's mouth, and the wizard immediately spat at him.

"Bah! You evil people with hearts as poisonous as scorpions!"

On the way here, the great wizard had already thought it through clearly. The fact that Salan sent people to capture him in the middle of the night meant that their plan had failed!

Saran will never let him go.

Rather than being considered a rebel, it is better to take this opportunity to make public what Saran has done.

Even if it doesn't have any effect, at least telling the truth about the chief's murder can be considered as repaying the chief's kindness over the years.

Salan looked at him arrogantly, "Great Wizard, you poisoned my medicine and tried to kill me. You left us in Kesi without a leader. How can you say that others are vicious?"

The great wizard shouted loudly: "Lambs know to kneel down to suckle. You are the son of the great chief, but you plotted to murder your own father. It is you who caused our Kosi tribe to be leaderless!"

"What? The chief was killed by Salang?"

"How could Saran harm his own father?"

The soldiers around him all widened their eyes in shock after hearing what the great wizard said.

But Salan was right in front of them, and no one dared to say anything. They could only express their shock with their eyes.

Salang smiled coldly, not panicking at all, "My father was killed by the Liang people when he went to attack the Xixiashan camp. The Liang people are our enemy!

You are spreading rumors here to confuse the people. Are you colluding with the Liang people to split us, Kexi?"

"Someone, cut off his tongue!"

Seeing that he was no match for his opponent, Salang gritted his teeth and bit through the poisonous beeswax hidden in his mouth. Before the soldiers took action, his face suddenly turned ashen and he fell stiffly to the ground.

"The great wizard committed suicide by taking poison, out of fear of sin."

Salang announced coldly, "Hang his body on a three-foot pole and feed it to the sacred bird!"

"Yes!"

Two soldiers immediately ran up and dragged the man away.

The great wizard is dead, and what he just said can no longer be verified.

No one dared to doubt Salang, but when they looked at him again, they felt even more fear in their hearts.

At this moment, undercurrents were surging everywhere in the base camp.

Patrolling soldiers and hiding rebels would occasionally come into contact and engage in gunfights.

Zhao Yun and his companions hid here and there, occasionally sneaking into the rebel ranks and fighting with the guards.

When they realized that the situation was not right, they immediately withdrew and hid again.

The rebels were gradually losing ground. Just then, a guard rushed into the main tent, "Report - the Liang army is invading!"

These words were like a thunderclap, silencing everyone around for a moment.

Salang suddenly realized that the signal flares were not fired by the tribes below, but by the Liang people.

"We have Liang people here!"

Saran’s face changed.

"They are so bold as to come to my tribe's camp! Search them!"

A small team immediately dispersed to look for people. A guard stepped forward and whispered, "Chief, the Liang people are invading. This place may not be safe. Why don't I take you to hide first?"

Sa looked at the chaotic scene around him, then at the flickering fire in the distance, and nodded slightly.

The guard waved his hand, and three more men came up, carrying Salang on their backs and running towards the back of the tent.

Xiao Huaian saw it clearly and immediately came out from his hiding place and chased in the direction where the people fled.

These people ran very fast. In order not to be discovered, Xiao Huaian hid his tracks while running, and it was a bit difficult for him to chase them.

After two incense sticks, their pace slowed down.

Xiao Huaian looked up and saw that they had run to the outside of a goddess' palace.

This palace was much larger than the one they had used to hide.

Judging from its luxury, this place should have been built later and is in use.

When they reached the palace gate, the guards let Salang down.

Salang said to them, "Stay here and no one is allowed to come in without my order."

"Yes!"

Several people stood at the entrance of the hall, and Salang walked into the goddess temple alone.

Xiao Huaian looked anxious.

He no longer cared about hiding his body, and jumped directly in front of several people, swung his sword, and killed one of them with one sword.

Several guards were surprised.

They walked along the way without noticing that they were being followed.

How on earth did this person manage to follow us so quietly?

The remaining three barbarians are all masters.

But they are good at hard fighting, while Xiao Huaian uses the strategy of overcoming hardness with softness.

In order to end the battle as quickly as possible, Xiao Huaian used the Eighteen Styles of Shocking Awareness and quickly took the lives of three people.

Without having time to wipe the blood off the tip of the sword, Xiao Huaian walked into the temple with the sword in hand.

There was no sign of Saran in the temple anymore.

Xiao Huaian listened attentively and finally found a clue on the left side of the temple.

It was a statue of a goddess.

The goddess holds a Saker Falcon in her hand, with white clouds under her feet, and looks compassionate.

He walked over and carefully felt under the goddess statue, finally finding a bulge.

With a light press of his finger, the bottom of the statue suddenly opened up, revealing a dark secret passage.

Xiao Huaian did not hesitate at all. He took out a fire starter from his arms and shook it at the entrance of the secret passage. When he found that the fire was not extinguished, he immediately leaned over and went in.

The air in the secret passage was very dry, with a faint smell of rust.

Xiao Huaian walked in while observing.

At a bend, a strong wind suddenly blew, and a scimitar chopped towards his neck.

Xiao Huaian immediately raised his sword to block, but in his haste, the fire starter in his hand fell to the ground, and the surroundings fell into darkness.

Salang took this opportunity to run a few steps further and said sinisterly: "You Liang people have already taken advantage, why do you want to kill us all?"

Xiao Huaian said contemptuously: "When two armies fight, it's either you die or I die. Has the new leader never fought a war? Do you need me to teach you this kind of thing?"

"But Qi Zhonglian promised me that if I help you kill my father, you will make me the new leader."

Xiao Huaian's heart moved.

He never imagined that it was not the barbarians who looked for General Qi, but General Qi who took the initiative to look for the barbarians.

"General Qi is dead."

Xiao Huaian said calmly: "We don't know what he promised you!"

"You are playing tricks, you are playing tricks!"

Sarang seemed really angry.

"I knew Liang people couldn't be trusted. You are all liars."

"Then why did you believe Qi Zhonglian in the first place?" Xiao Huaian asked back.

"Humph!"

Saran sneered.

“I won’t trust a Liang person easily. If you want to cooperate with me, you can only be my dog.

Your General Qi took the poison I gave him. If he wants to survive, he has to listen to me."

"But he didn't listen to you!"

Xiao Huaian felt that he was close to the truth.

He wanted to lure the other party into telling the whole truth.

"You bullshit!"

Salang chuckled and said, "In fact, you don't know the agreement between Qi Zhonglian and I, right?

You don't know that he told me the time when your rations would arrive, nor do you know that he secretly told me your route of action several times."

Xiao Huaian suddenly remembered that he had gone out to the Kosi tribe to rob food twice before, but he was ambushed by the barbarians halfway through the journey.

At that time they were still wondering how the barbarians knew their plan.

Now that I think about it, it must be Qi Zhonglian who let someone leak the news.

Fortunately, General Qi asked him to bring more troops on those occasions, so he was able to escape danger in the end.

"General Qi has done so much for you, but what have you done for him?"

Xiao Huaian deliberately acted angry.

"You forced him to take poison and told you the itinerary of his brothers, all in order to get him to help you get rid of the father you have always hated?

So what did Qi Zhonglian gain from this?"

Salang laughed, "Foolish Liang people, if you want to make a deal with me, of course you have to follow my rules!

From the moment he agreed to take the poison, he lost the initiative forever!"

"No, you are wrong!"

While Salan was talking, Xiao Huaian squatted down and touched the fire starter that had just fallen to the ground.

He said coldly, "You think you have controlled General Qi with dirty tricks, you think you have played General Qi in the palm of your hand?

No wonder people always say you are a bunch of brainless idiots!"

Salang always prided himself on being smart, and Xiao Huaian's words were a great humiliation to him.

"You Liang people are like this. You have to pretend to be stupid even when you lose."

He shouted accusations.

Xiao Huaian took out the dagger from his arms and said, "You think General Qi lost because you don't believe that General Qi has no selfish motives.

He had only one goal from the beginning to the end, and that was to kill your father, Sugru!"

As the voice fell, Xiao Huaian suddenly blew out the firelight in his hand, and the firelight reflected Salang's bloodless and panic-stricken face.

Xiao Huaian aimed at the right position and threw the dagger out in an instant.

The dagger flashed silver and pierced into his neck as Salan watched.

Before Salan could cover his wound, he fell to the ground with a bang.

Xiao Huaian looked at his eyes that were still open and said softly, "You don't want to believe it because you only live for yourself.

You don’t believe that some people would sacrifice their lives to make others live a good life.”

His voice became softer and softer, and it seemed more like he was speaking to himself than to Saran.

In fact, everything is not that complicated.

The barbarians colluded with the Liang people and carried out a dirty deal.

Qi Zhonglian knew it clearly but was powerless to do anything.

But for the people of Daliang, he finally found his own solution.

He used his own life and some insignificant news to exchange for the life of the barbarian leader.

As long as Sagrulu died, the Kosi tribe would become a mess.

What was General Qi thinking when he burned Sagrül to death and died with him?

He should be happy.

Xiao Huaian thought.