The sky is blue and the clouds are white, and the city of Bonan is open.

Samoko walked out in a mess with his warriors, and in a short while, a human trace formed on the long earthen path.

"Master, have you just let him go back?"

On the city wall, Yang An stood beside Yang Xian and asked with confusion. In his opinion, holding the southwest Yi King in his hand, this time the dispatch of troops to the southwest would have an explanation for the court and the local people.

Yang Xian shook the white feather fan and watched Samoko's huge figure gradually disappear from the end of his vision and completely sink into the forest.

"certainly!"

"Lord, although Samoko speaks nicely, he may not necessarily return the people of my Great Zhou that they plundered."

Obviously, neither Yang An nor Yang Gui were willing to let go of Samoko, the big prey.

"This Samoko seems to be reckless, but cunning inside, so naturally it won't be so easy to return it."

"Master, then why..."

"The living Samoko is always more useful than the dead. That night, Dong Tuna retreated first, so that Samoko fell into the hands of our army. The barbarians were greedy, or in Samoko's words, they regarded the strong as the most respectful and devoured each other. Can Samoko endure this tone when he returned this time?"

With the sound of footsteps, Jiao An walked up from the aisle on the side of the city wall and bowed to the front and bowed to the road.

"Prime Minister!"

"How was the matter I asked you to check?"

"Lu Qing is hard to find. His subordinates also found out that the high priest from this southwest land had also disappeared!"

"High Priest? Who is the origin?"

"During the Jisun Rebellion, I, Jiao, hid from Yizhou. It was probably at that time that the high priest's reputation became more and more popular in this barbarian land. He had great prestige in this barbarian land, even surpassing Samoko. However, he was very mysterious and had never dated his subordinates! For nearly a hundred years, this high priest has existed like a god in the southwest. However, the disappearance of the high priest this time is likely to be related to Lu Qingfei."

"Lu Qingfei, the high priest, and the southwest barbarians, it's time to force them."

The cats and birds sing in the city, Yang Xian waved his feather fan and pointed in the direction where Samoke and his Yi army disappeared.

"The command of Chang Ce's entire army, the soldiers of the Nanjian County and the county, relying on the three county towns on the border, to push our army's front line forward for two hundred miles. In addition, we will convene 500 cavalry in the headquarters and be on standby at any time!"

"Yes, lord!"

"Master, you are finally back!"

When Samoko finally returned to his territory from Bonan County, what awaited him was the sad and traumatized people.

Behind Samoko were the dejected tribe Yi soldiers.

"What's wrong with you?"

Samoko looked at his people and was obviously beaten, describing miserableness, just like him now.

"Chief, since you and I, Dong Tuna, left that night, there have been rumors that you died at the hands of the Zhou army. Later, Dong Tuna sent people to steal the food, herbs and weapons of our tribe. Even the tiger and leopard raised by the tribe were snatched away by his people. We were so angry, but you are not here, and you lost several battles. Several of the rich lands in our tribe were snatched away by them!"

"Dong Tuna!"

Samoko clenched his hands tightly, looking like he was gritting his teeth. That night, if it weren't for Dong Tuna's betrayal, he wouldn't have fallen into Yang Xian's hand. Now, Dong Tuna is trying to annex his tribe while he is not here.

"If you don't take revenge, I won't be called Samoko!"

"Chief, how did you escape from Zhou Jun?"

“…….”

Samoko was speechless for a moment, and then he hit the person who asked, "Don't ask if you shouldn't!"

Dong Tuna hurriedly ran to a high ground, where there was a small wooden house.

"High priest, high priest!"

Among the southwest land barbarians, the high priest had a high status. However, no one knew that Dong Tuna and the high priest actually had a master-disciple relationship. That day, the high priest fled, hid back and forth in the southwest, and finally hid in Dong Tuna's territory.

The high priest walked out of the room and looked at Dong Tuna with brown eyes.

"What's so anxious?"

"Samoko is crazy! The Zhou army has pushed the front forward for two hundred miles, but he ignored it and attacked the territory of our tribe with all his strength."

Dong Tuna's base camp is surrounded by swamps, and the highland is in the depths of this swamp.

The high priest showed imperceptible impatience on his face to this disciple.

"I have told you a long time ago that you should be cautious in your actions. Although the Zhou people were dressed and looked elegant, they were more cunning than anyone else's inside. On the grassland back then, the huge empire was still destroyed in the hands of the Zhou people."

"I didn't expect that the commander of the Zhou army would actually release Samoko back. In the past, those Zhou generals captured the leaders of the tribe who were causing trouble, and no one was beheaded. Even more excessive, they would even capture the entire tribe and offer the capital to capture the gods. I originally wanted to wait for the commander of the Zhou army to kill Samoko, and then offer the surrender letter. However, the people I sent to negotiate the conditions did not set out, and Samoko came back."

Samoko's offensive can be seen. At this moment, Dong Tuna seemed a little restless and incoherent.

"The commander of the Zhou army is very ambitious!"

The high priest's pupils shrank slightly, and I don't know if it was complimenting or sarcasm.

"What does the high priest mean?"

Dong Tuna asked in confusion.

"Don't you understand?" The high priest looked at the disciple he promoted and the spokesperson for his cultivation among the southwest Tuyi, and was a little disappointed. "The commander of the Zhou army obviously wanted to completely swallow this southwest land."

"What?"

Dong Tuna looked incredible. He never thought that the Zhou people would attack this land in his heart.

"Is it coming again?"

Just when Dong Tuna was ignorant, the high priest seemed to notice something and murmured slightly. Then, his face changed and he looked at Dong Tuna with a gentle face.

"Do you want to be the king of this southwest land? I'll help you!"

"Really? High Priest!"

The high priest patted Dong Tuna's shoulder with his thick palm and said, "Talk my token to Samoko and Anai, and let them each bring 300 warriors from the tribe. I will help you become the king here!"

Dong Tuna looked hesitant, and the consequences were hard to imagine when these two people brought so many people to his territory.

"Don't worry, with me here, they won't hurt you!"

When Dong Tuna's figure disappeared from sight, the high priest's eyes became cold. He turned around and returned to the house, cooking herbs inside, full of pungent smell.

The high priest sat on the ground, took out a bead from his arms, and looked at it with obsession. Its color was round, its light was bright and its stars seemed to be nurturing endless secrets.
Chapter completed!