"Lord, the Gaoyue people are treacherous. We must be very careful."

Meng Heng frowned and his face was full of worries.

As a son of the Meng clan, even if he is not favored, he has more rights than ordinary people——

He knows more about the mysterious Gaoyue people than others.

The Gaoyue people are greedy and ambitious. Relying on their ability to resist animals, they often connive at fierce animals to retaliate against the enemy.

Human intrigues can be prevented, but who will guard against those livestock, insects and ants?

The increase of poisonous snakes in the camp and the frequent hovering of eagles in the sky are a precursor to the hands of Gaoyue people.

Jiang Pengji's eyes turned to Wei CI. To be exact, it was his hand. Fortunately, it was a non-toxic snake. If it was a poisonous snake, it would die by relying on the medical technology of this era alone. Even if people were rescued, it would probably leave irreversible nerve damage——

"The Gaoyue people have treacherous means? What confidence do they have?" Jiang Pengji's tone was cold and her eyes were calm, but they heard contempt and disdain. "If the only means that the Gaoyue people fear is to control all kinds of animals, it's not enough to fear!"

Meng Heng and others were calm, but they were curious.

Their Lord said that one is one, not aimless. Does she really have a way to solve the Gaoyue nationality?

Rao shifengzhen and others are unparalleled in their ghost plot. Facing the "racial talent" of the Gaoyue nationality, they are also very difficult for a time.

Their schemes are all aimed at people, and they can't guard against those mysterious and defenseless beasts.

Apart from anything else, if the enemy sends an army of snakes, how should we fight this battle?

Human beings are born with fear of snakes. It's easy to say that non-toxic snakes will die if they bite.

"The Lord has a way to deal with it?" Meng Heng asked.

Hearing this, Wei CI with drooping eyes also turned his eyes to Jiang Pengji.

In the last life, Huang song was the one who solved the Gaoyue nationality.

Winning is a win, but it's also a terrible win.

Huang song and Meng's family in the previous life had a false relationship. He married Meng Zhan's concubine. By marriage, he took the opportunity to grow up, gradually enriched his wings, and then swallowed up Meng's family with different intentions. It is inevitable that Huang song will fight against the Gaoyue nationality, Meng's minion, and pay a high price for this.

In order to win, Huang song followed the advice of his counselor Yang Si and used the wind that changed in winter to set fire to the whole Luofeng dock.

You heard me right——

Burn the whole Luofeng dock!

The fire burned for three days and three nights!

To avoid the retaliation of the Gaoyue family, they also sent people to garrison everywhere. Whichever Gaoyue family escaped, they mended the knife and secretly cleaned up the survivors in exile.

Jiang Pengji smiled and refused to reveal the secret.

Feng Zhen on one side said, "the beast is afraid of fire. It's better to attack with fire?"

Just as human beings are afraid of beasts, beasts also have things to fear.

If the Gaoyue people really dare to control all kinds of animals to attack them, they might as well give them some color with fire attack.

Weici coldly stabbed Fengzhen.

"In recent days, the wind direction is somewhat uncertain. If you rashly use fire attack, you don't know whether to burn the enemy or play with fire."

Feng really thought about it. Weici was really right——

He could only hold back the idea in silence.

Jiang Pengji was so secretive that people couldn't find useful information from her. They could only hold their curiosity like a cat's paw scratching.

"Zixiao stays -"

When the meeting was over, Wei Ci was named again. Feng Jin looked straight at him. Feng Zhen patted him on the shoulder, but Meng Heng didn't respond.

Isn't it normal that the Lord specially left a minister to talk? What are you surprised to do?

Weici stepped forward and sat down a few steps next to her.

Although he was not named for the first time, Weici was still not used to it.

"The wound on the hand still hurts?"

Once bitten by a snake, he is afraid of the well rope for ten years. This shadow is estimated to follow Weici for a long time.

Weici shook his head. At first, it hurt a little, but after applying the medicine, it was much better, but the wound was slightly itchy.

"Does the Lord really have a way to deal with the Gaoyue nationality?" Wei CI thought for a moment and said, "it's not an unofficial rumor that the Gaoyue people control all kinds of animals. The Lord can't take it lightly. They can not only control bears, tigers, wolves and leopards, but also order snakes, insects, rats and ants. If they let snakes, insects, rats and ants carry the objects of plague patients to pollute the water of the barracks, we're afraid we'll be moved. Never let the Gaoyue people have a chance to fight back -"

Wei CI is not a kind man, or a counselor who can leave a taboo in this era. No one is kind-hearted.

Yang Si in his previous life could send a fire to the yellow spring of Gaoyue nationality. Wei CI in this life dared to do so, even more ruthlessly and neatly.

Of course, Jiang Pengji's account is full of vicious and treacherous people, which is a great anecdote.

In addition to Feng Jin, Meng Heng and Wei Ci, they can maintain a noble style, while others abandon benevolence, righteousness and morality and are very dark.

Jiang Pengji listened carefully for a while and jokingly said, "Gaoyue nationality, is it really so terrible?"

Wei CI nodded. The Gaoyue people are really terrible.

According to Wei Tzu, Huang Song, who was born in the past, suffered a great loss in the hands of the high Vietnamese, and the plague broke out in the barracks.

Jiang Pengji drooped her eyes and sneered, "wrong - they are not terrible. Whether they can defeat the Gaoyue nationality depends on Zixiao."

"On kindness?" Wei CI doesn't understand.

"Yes, on you." Jiang Pengji said, "Zixiao, can you help me find a flute?"

Looking for a flute?

Wei CI didn't understand, but he didn't refuse Jiang Pengji's request.

He is good at music. He also takes some musical instruments with him to pass the time, including a jade flute he likes very much.

"I don't know. The Lord is also good at rhythm."

Jiang Pengji can play the flute. Weici really doesn't know this. Her Majesty in previous lives rarely touched elegant instruments.

"There are many things you don't know --"

Jiang Pengji tried the timbre and looked at her astringent movements. It didn't look like she could play.

Just joking, Jiang Pengji seemed to feel something and her eyes fell on the tent curtain.

It seems that in order to confirm her perception, there is an anxious pace outside the account.

The messenger panted, "report back to the Lord, a large number of snakes suddenly appeared outside the account -"

The messenger said only a few words, but the soldiers in the barracks were experiencing a crisis of subverting their outlook on life.

The barracks are as continuous as mountains. I don't know when to start. The patrol soldiers found more and more snakes.

Just killed one, and another came out of nowhere.

The colorful snake vomited snake letters and opened two cold eyes.

There are many kinds of snakes. At a glance, the dense snakes make everyone's hair stand up——

Red, orange, yellow, green, green, blue, purple

Some were tangled together and climbed towards the camp, while others meandered up the prism with a terrible hissing sound.

Except for a few non-toxic snakes, most of them are poisonous snakes with triangular head and raised poison glands behind their eyes!

Where did so many poisonous snakes come from?

They doubt whether they have camped in the ten thousand snake cave!