In the wilderness, the huge team of barbarians on the way was like a rumbling unstoppable chariot, with awesome power. However, after being bound by a small stone, the chariot finally stopped and advanced to the wheels.

In the middle team, Tiwu brought dozens of people back to the corpse just now. If there was only one such situation, then there was naturally nothing strange. As mentioned earlier, it is a war period, and this is the battlefield. The corpse is a common roadside decoration. But now that other roads have encountered similar situations, this matter is a bit difficult and worth paying attention to.

The people who were responsible for inspecting the corpse were several barbarians with black cloth masks, scimitars, and tall but thin. This type of body dress is relatively rare among barbarians, but if Tang En were here, he would definitely recognize their origin. These people all come from the same tribe and have a common name - Dark Snake Guard!

As a special elite army in the Northern Wilderness, the role of the Dark Snake Guard cannot be underestimated. In addition to forming a team to raid for a long distance, the reconnaissance, assassination and other tasks of the barbarians are also completed by them. At present, they are familiar with checking the corpse. After all, as long as they are proficient in assassination, they are naturally good at judging the corpse.

There is naturally a big gap between ordinary people's observation and professionals' careful inspection. After a while, these Dark Snake Guards reported the inspection results... These people were all killed yesterday, and the one who attacked them should undoubtedly be Bran soldiers.

The latter sentence seems like nonsense, but the guesswork is different from the judgment with detailed facts as evidence. The wounds of these barbarians come from three types of weapons, spears, big swords, battle axes, and Bran-style weapons, and are very small. It is easy to judge.

Apart from these, the other results are relatively vague. After all, these corpses have been passive, and the mountain roads here have been trampled, so it is impossible to accurately restore the scene at that time.

Of course, without factual basis, you can still make up for it...

"Tiwu, I have investigated it in detail. There are five places in this situation, all of which are more than a hundred corpses. The first one to be discovered was the right-wing team, which was last night. However, they were similar to our previous attitude and didn't care." As the scouts ran back and forth between several teams, the details were soon revealed by Yuan Fang.

Tiwu was squatting beside a barbarian corpse, nodded when he heard this, and said with interest: "There are more than a hundred people in all five places... Well, the other party's direction of travel is also east. The number of people... should be quite a lot. Since it is here, this Bran team should be a garrison regiment outside a nearby level defense zone. However, they did not rush to escape, but instead killed all the way... Haha, demonstration? Releasing anger? It's interesting!"

A casual remark that changed the subject and actually led to this incident, Tiwu was quite shocked. However, after guessing the other party's purpose, he became quite excited. His expression was like an eagle seeing a hare on the grass, and he was not in a hurry to start. Instead, he observed the other party's appearance when he ran away in panic.

"Do you want to kill it?" Yuan Fang asked lightly after seeing Tiwu's expression, his attitude was very casual. Originally, no matter how many people there were on the other side, they could only be crushed and kneaded in front of their army.

"Send the order and the team will accelerate." After clapping his hands, Tiwu stood up and stretched, "It depends on their luck. If it is really in line with our direction, I don't mind crushing them. Haha, it's like the dessert before the meal, tsk, it's just an appetizer."

Just like the living habit of killing horses and drinking blood, the barbarians are destined to be strong. The ecological environment of countless hills and grasslands in the Northern Wilderness also made them truly walk on flat ground when crossing mountains and ridges. After the order was given, the entire barbarian team suddenly accelerated. If the previous team was a bulging chariot, it would now be like a galloping heavy cavalry regiment, shaking the earth and unstoppable.

When running like this, the formation is naturally not enough. But then again, even so, who dares to ambush such a team?

It didn't take long for the fast marching. There was news from the left wing that it had encountered more than 100 corpses on the mountain road again, and the scars were consistent with the previous few times, but this time the corpse was not stiff yet.

After hearing this, Tiwu laughed loudly, without pause, and still let the team continue to move forward. This time the interval was long, about two hours later, and it was almost noon. There was another news from the left wing that in the same situation, the body was still warm this time and blood was still flowing.

It was lunch time. While Tiwu ordered the team to stop and rest, he randomly drew out several teams of five hundred barbarians to continue moving forward, circling forward from all angles, and finally forming an encirclement.

"Haha, Uncle Yuan Fang, do you want to have a gamble?" Diwu bit his bloody flesh and blood, and he heartlessly suggested, "I bet that we have four hundred casualties. The bet... I won, don't talk to me for three days."

"Absurd, how can we gamble with our warrior casualties... and this bet..." The middle-aged barbarian was a little amused and crying when he heard this, but he seemed to be familiar with the other party's character. Then he shrugged and said indifferently: "Okay, I gamble for two hundred casualties. If I win... Well, we will turn around immediately."

"Haha, I'll give you another chance. You know, if I lose such a bet, I will cheat." Tiwu choked the meat and his expression was very reasonable.

Shaking his head and saying nothing, "Okay, if I win, you must consider my suggestions when fighting against Zichen Legion. Well, even if you don't accept it, at least you have to give me a reason to convince me."

After smacking his lips, Tiwu turned his head and pondered: "Tsk tsk, this can be discussed... But what if you can't listen to it?"

“…Do you think I’m you?”

"Okay, the deal!" Looking at Yuan Fang's resentment, Tiwu spread his hands, nodded happily to make a bet, and then smiled, "Haha, Uncle Yuan Fang, you lost. Although the other party has been looking for a small team here, this does not mean that they do not have the strength to challenge the large team. You have also seen those corpses on the scene. If you think about it carefully, you will find that it is a real one that is not left. And there are some corpses scars on the back... What does this mean? It means that our soldiers have collapsed after fighting and are about to turn around and run away. Haha, it's damn!"

"But if we do this, either the other party is a real elite team... Well, this possibility is very small, and the elite team will not be running outside at this time. There is only one possibility left, that is, the number of people on the other side has an absolute advantage... Well, the attacking Bran soldiers is considered to be one thousand, and the number of people surrounding them will be at least five hundred. In this way, even if it is encircled and annihilated, the casualties on our side will be four hundred, haha... Look at this tactical analysis, I hate myself, why are you so talented? Haha..."

Amid the crazy laughter, Tiwu became more and more excited as he spoke, and finally rolled around on the ground, very happy. The barbarians around him looked very calm when they saw this, obviously they were no longer surprised.

However, if we put aside the last narcissistic words, Tiwu's analysis of the enemy situation is reasonable and well-founded. This young man who looks a little crazy does have sharp insight and excellent strategies that are different from his external image.

The middle-aged barbarian named Yuan Fang couldn't help but nod and showed a look of admiration when he heard this. Then he spread his hands and said, "I admit that your analysis is very reasonable, and the number of people on the other side should be the same. However, under the siege, it is still difficult to say how many levels the opponent's combat ability can be exerted. Well, the casualties are almost 200."

"Haha, then let's wait and see... Rub, warm is warm, and the skin is not good at this!" As he climbed up from the ground, Tiwu responded, while slapped the grass clippings stuck to the fleece animal skin with difficulty, and was quite distressed and embarrassed.

In an understatement, the two made a bet agreement. This gambling seems to be fine, but in fact there is a prerequisite, that is, the other party must die and the other party must win.

Of course, the two of them could think of this. However, the result after thinking about it was that Tiwu consciously improved the opponent's combat effectiveness. Even so, in their opinion, the outcome of this appetizing and dessert-like battle was decided, and there was no suspense at all.
Chapter completed!