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Chapter 573

Zhaoli's eyes were full of murderous aura, and he didn't believe this guy's words.

Although southern Xinjiang is vast, most places are still uncivilized wild lands, especially the Thirteen Tribes in Lingnan, which are extremely fierce.

Although it is a loose alliance composed of thirteen different nations, they worship the same gods and will join forces once they have something to do, and their overall strength even exceeds that of Liuzhao.

The Mu Wang army on the south side is even more powerful. It is said that they can go to war with the Thirteen Tribes and Six Divines at the same time without losing the upper hand.

In addition, there are nearly a hundred tribes of all sizes.

If the entire southern border can be unified, millions of barbarians can gather in a short time, heading north all the way to attack the Central Plains dynasty.

The Tuli tribe where Wuhuotu is located is considered a relatively powerful group of the surrounding tribes and is regarded as the leader of the alliance by more than a dozen small tribes.

This guy often jumps around in southern Xinjiang, and he uses his troops every once in a while, and even fights a big battle with the Mu Wang army without getting a disadvantage.

Therefore, it has made a great reputation in southern Xinjiang, and even Liuzhao and the Thirteen Tribes in Lingnan dare not provoke them easily.

"Wu Huotu, if the Japanese general disagrees, do you want to take my head?" Zhao Liman casually picked up the wine glass and poured a glass of wine.

"Even if it's right!" Wu Hutu did not hesitate: "This meal is just to see the general off!"

After the words came, hundreds of barbarian soldiers rushed in with big axes in their hands and shouted.

Zhaoli was still as stable as Mount Tai, holding up his wine glass high.

But he did not drink it immediately, but looked at Wu Huotu coldly and splashed the wine out.

The stinging sound of flesh-corrosive flesh and blood sounded at the same time, accompanied by a shrill scream, which scared the barbarians who rushed in.

Without waiting for their reaction, Zhao Li's body flashed behind Wu Huotu, and the long sword in his hand was already resting on his neck.

"The wine and food are indeed poisonous!" Zhaoli pinched Wu Huotu's neck tightly: "If you want to force me to submit, you are not qualified."

"Thank you for your reception today, the leader will come and go, so you can send me back in person!"

Wu Huotu had one eye blinded by poisonous wine, half of his face was heartbreaking and painful, and was strapped by a long sword to hold his neck, so he had no power of resistance at all.

"What are you doing here?" Wu Hutu shouted: "I won't let go, do you want me to die?"

The barbarians at the door did not dare to be negligent and quickly gave up a road.

The personal soldiers next to him immediately showed their long swords, protected Zhaoli's side, and quickly left in the hedgehog array.

After they walked far enough, Zhaoli left the map of Wuhuo on the roadside.

The purpose of this southern expedition was to destroy Ouyue and Liuzhao, expand the territory of Da Shang to the south, and at the same time to destroy the subordinates of the two forces, and completely eliminate their influence on Da Shang.

As for other tribes, let them aside for the time being.

Zhaoli only had 300,000 troops in his hands. After destroying Liuzhao, he was at the end of his strength and was unable to fight again.

Even if the army is mobilized from other places, they will not be able to arrive here for a while.

In addition, the terrain here is complex and the roads are rugged. The straight roads and rushing roads of the court have not yet been built here, so the subsequent supply of materials cannot keep up.

Zhaoli's money, food and materials that now support the entire army were all temporarily collected from the Liuzhao land.

If Wu Huotu is brought back, it means going to war with the Tuli tribe, and the Zhaoli army will not be able to withstand such a war of attrition.

As soon as he returned to the camp, Zhaoli immediately wrote the situation here into a memorial, wrote to Luocheng, and then mobilized the army to attack Nanzhao.
Chapter completed!
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