"Brothers, we have arrived in Luo Wu's area. Our five hundred soldiers will fight according to the plan we discussed before. Remember, except women and children, kill everyone else! After the battle is over, go and chop their heads.

Heads, and counting of trophies! Did you hear that clearly?"

The mountain has lost count of how many tribes it has encountered. Anyway, they already have more than a thousand heads in their hands, and they have all been sent back to the rear, preparing to accumulate them and ask the emperor for land rewards.

"Okay! There's another reward!"

"That's great! We killed almost ten families, including the heads of hundreds of families, and we still have a hundred acres of land!"

"Bah, these heads of hundreds of households are all alive and well, how can you be one?"

"No matter what, I want to be the head of a hundred households anyway."

Hearing his subordinates chattering and even arguing, Na Shan also had a headache as a subordinate.

It has been more than seven days since they entered Lizhou, and they have lost more than a hundred of their 500 people. The rest are basically those who have made outstanding achievements. There are five people in one household, and there are many people with more than ten households. But

But there are not so many positions for household heads to arrange, which is really a headache.

Moreover, he himself also killed five or six households, plus 10% of his subordinates' merits. Together, there were more than twenty households, not to mention rewards and fields!

"It's just one hundred households. Are you in a hurry?" Noticing the mood of his men, Nashan pretended to be disdainful and said:

"When I get to Lizhou, I'll go talk to Lord Pan. There will definitely be arrangements!"

In this way, everyone settled down and continued sharpening their knives, preparing to harvest wealth.

"Head, you heard me clearly!" The people around him also whispered.

"Remember, call me Zuoling!" Nashan reminded with some dissatisfaction.

"Okay, head!"

Glancing at the careless flag soldiers beside him, Na Shan secretly thought that after finishing this matter, he would give these people a good explanation on how to respect their leaders and know what the rules are.

For such a long time, I have been particularly envious of the orderly life of the Han people, especially those in high positions who enjoy worship and respect, which is extremely enviable.

The battle all started in half an hour.

The barbarians near Meishan are actually only slightly inferior to these banner soldiers in terms of strength, otherwise they would not be able to survive and take root. After all, they are all equally brave and brave, and their living conditions are equally harsh.

However, they were caught off guard by the banner soldiers. In addition, due to the change of status, the banner soldiers were no longer barbarians and belonged to the combat troops. They were Li Jia's sharp sword to unify the world and conquered the barbarians.

The swords and equipment are naturally generous.

There are not that many iron armors, they are only owned by the captains, captains of households and other officer classes. The rest of the flag soldiers are just ordinary rattan armors, which is fine.

However, in terms of weapons, they are very generous. Not only are bows and arrows provided in unlimited quantities, but also iron swords, scimitars, and herbs are all openly supplied, just to improve their combat effectiveness.

Meat is supplied every day and they are not willing to stop until they are fattened and strong. Even the Forbidden Army does not receive this treatment.

Most of the elite soldiers in ancient times relied on meat. Generally, if there was no war, the Forbidden Army would eat meat once every three days. On weekdays, fish and shrimp were also provided to maintain supplies. The meat of the flag soldiers made even the Forbidden Army feel uneasy.

When Nashan led his flag soldiers to attack, these Meishan barbarians were still living a leisurely life. Most of the men were cleaning tools after hunting or doing farm work, while the women were playing with their children, preparing food, and washing clothes.

These people had no weapons in their hands, so after the flag soldiers invaded the tribe, it was a one-sided situation. There were endless shouts of killing in the territory. Dozens of thick smoke rose from the tribe, flames surged up, and cries were heard everywhere.

Yes, the battle went so smoothly, Nashan was instantly overjoyed.

It would be good if we could save some money in this battle. After all, if one of our cavalrymen dies, one of them will be missing.

"Boss, what are they going to do?" After the battle, a flag soldier pointed at the many women who were being driven to one place not far away, and asked somewhat expectantly.

According to tribal tradition, captured women should become new members of the tribe, and whoever captures them will belong to them. Such many female captives are very powerful for the development of the tribe.

But, after all, they are not a tribe, and since they have flag soldiers, the importance of women has been greatly reduced.

Nashan turned his head and looked at the flag soldiers under his hands with longing eyes. There seemed to be no trace of blood on their faces, and he looked at them eagerly.

He then remembered that it had been several months since he went north and entered Hunan, and none of his brothers had ever been close to a woman, and many of them had even died before they had ever had any contact with a woman. He couldn't help but hesitate.

"Sir Pan didn't say that we can't capture women. We have been away for several days. We don't have enough food and our weapons are blunt. Let's take them back this time! Leave here immediately."

Nashan's words made everyone happy, and everyone shouted, "It's a pity to have killed so many people before."

"However, His Majesty has provided us with salt and weapons, and Lord Pan has always supported us, so we can achieve such a victory. Half of the captured women and children will be dedicated to Your Majesty, and a few more with big butts and good fertility will be selected for us.

Lord Pan will send it to you."

Nashan has been influenced by the Han people for such a long time, and he has known things for a long time. If he can be the leader, he is naturally smart.

The corpses of the dead flag soldiers were packed away, and all the loot collected were placed on the cattle and horses driven out of the sheds. The fat sheep were driven back by the flag soldiers with whips. No one could be wasted.

They are all afraid of poverty and want to take away everything they see.

The heads of the dead were cut off and collected. These will be proof of the hunting of Meishan barbarians, because the Meishan barbarians' hair buns are different from those of the Han people, and the surnames of men and women are also different, making it easy to distinguish.

Before leaving, a fire was set off. After they left, a raging fire broke out at the location of the slaughtered tribe, which seemed to be destroying the corpses and sweeping away traces.

"Why, how many carloads of people are there on that mountain? How many tribes have you eliminated?" Back to the military camp outside Lizhou City, along the way, the mountain received the envious eyes of everyone.

"We don't know how to count, it's probably the fifth one!" Nashan raised his head and said proudly, holding out a palm: "Under our leadership, one leader is more than one flag."

"Hey, why do you have a woman here? If Uncle Pan sees it, let's see how you explain it."

"Huh, let's go explain to uncle ourselves without you urging us!" Nashan was suddenly startled, and said calmly, and then quickly led his brothers into the military camp without any further blabbering.
Chapter completed!