"General, we have lost nearly 30% of our people due to malaria and we have consumed most of the food and grass. We can no longer wait."

A general said worriedly.

His words were immediately unanimously agreed by everyone.

"Yes, General, our army has not had much food and grass. If we cannot harvest food and grass quickly, we are afraid that tens of thousands of troops will cause a shortage of food and grass."

It turns out that after Gou Xi and his friends blocked the roads in the Piao Kingdom, it was almost impossible to get the supplies transported by Yizhou Ningzhou.

They must prepare themselves as soon as possible.

However, before they could plunder the Funan Kingdom, they encountered a heavy rain.

This heavy rain has not stopped for two months.

Gou Xi and the Di Qiang, the refugees in Guanzhong, had seen such weather, and they all became sick, which was even more serious than the previous loss of traveling through the jungle of the Piao Kingdom.

After finally waiting for the sunny days, many generals were about to cross the river to fight.

"But the enemy situation ahead is unknown, and we don't have many boats. As the river water surges, if we encounter a half-crossed ambush from Funan Kingdom, it will be dangerous."

Gou Xi frowned and said.

All the generals fell silent.

Since they moved out of the jungle of the Piao Kingdom, the troops they encountered were very loose in Funan Kingdom, and they were obviously a group of miscellaneous soldiers.

This means that the main force of Funan Kingdom must be waiting on the other side of the river ahead.

"Those savages of the Piao Kingdom say that Funan Kingdom's soldiers are weak and can be bullied. It seems that they are cheating us!"

"General, why don't we turn around and kill all the people of Piao who cheated us. Those river valleys are also good places, enough for us to survive."

Some generals were talking and planning to turn back.

Gou Xi and his friends' ambitions for Funan were caused by those who were the Piao people.

The people of Piao Kingdom told Gou Xi and the others that there was a Funan Kingdom to the west.

The people of the country are slim and can be bullied. The country is full of cities and the army is very unbearable to fight. It also produces rice, jute, spice and other treasures.

For the Piao people, that is, the ancient Burmese people, the Bangladesh region next door has always existed in a civilization that is higher than them.

The people of the Piao Kingdom have always looked at the Bangladesh region with envy.

Now a more powerful army of Gou Xi, a mixed army of Han, Di and Qiang, naturally wanted to follow and get some bargains, so he praised Funan in the Bangladesh region to the sky.

"The jungle of the Piao Kingdom is rainy and rainy, and it is not a long-term place. In addition, the land is narrow and scattered, and each tribe cannot gather together. Once there is any change, it will inevitably be defeated by each one and must not go back."

Gou Xi refused the proposal without hesitation.

When everyone heard this, they all knew that this was the reason.

They had already known that the Han army in Yizhou had already entered Ningzhou. If there was any change, they could enter the Piao Kingdom to deal with them in an instant.

"Then we can't wait here!"

Yang Nandi, the general of the Di people beside him, said.

They have no way out now. If they continue to move forward, they still need enough boats and enough intelligence.

But time is not on their side, and the lack of supply in the army must be replenished as soon as possible.

Everyone looked at Gou Xi together.

Gou Xi pondered for a while, then stood up and came to his senses.

He said to everyone with firm eyes.

"Now that the river is blocking it, the enemy situation ahead is unknown, so you must not act rashly!"

"But if you don't cross the river to search, the supply in the army will be cut off."

"So, this general needs someone to act as a pioneer to cross the river, explore the military situation ahead, and then find a suitable place to cross the river and move westward!"

Gou Xi's words deeply touched everyone's hearts.

However, no one responded to whom he was the pioneer.

No one knows what dangers they will encounter in unfamiliar places.

Seeing that everyone refused to respond, Gou Xi planned to click on it himself.

At this moment, someone suddenly volunteered.

"General, Yang is willing to go!"

The person who spoke was Yang Nandang just now.

"Brother Yang is indeed extremely courageous. I will entrust this matter to you!" Gou Xi gave the task to Yang Nandian without hesitation.

Yang Nandi is a native of Qinlong White Horse Di. His father Yang Maosou once called himself King Qiuchi. Although he took the initiative to reduce the title of King, he was still hard tolerant in Liu Yu's eyes.

The future of the White Horse Di people can only be to stay away from the Han army.

Therefore, Yang Nan is not afraid of hardships.

Gou Xi ordered everyone to work day and night to make a batch of rafts, which was a tool for Yang Nandi to cross the river.

Even if I rushed forward, I would only make a raft that was only enough to transport five or six hundred people.

In the end, in order to transport horses and supplies, I waited for several more days.

However, with a sudden storm, everyone dared not delay any more.

After hearing the heavy rain, Yang Nandi personally led five hundred white horses and Di cavalry to cross the river.

This unimaginable ghost weather, who knows if there will be another heavy rain that lasts for two or three months.

One morning, hundreds of rafts headed across the river.

As soon as I set out, a raft capsized.

Although there were no casualties, everyone was still feeling depressed.

Especially Yang Nandian's heart was filled with uneasiness.

"I don't know how many soldiers and horses there are on the other side of the river, waiting for the Funan people!"

"If Funan's troops are too strong, with my ability to lose 30% of the troops, I should definitely be able to escape."

Looking at the wide river surface, Yang Nandi frowned and thought about the possibility of any bad things in advance.

...

The feeling of being stuffy and humid is becoming more and more obvious.

Kumaradan knew that this was the most familiar sign that the rainy season was about to pass by in Funan people.

In Bangladesh, it is common to have rain for two months.

Because there are no four seasons here, there is only the difference between rainy season and dry season.

As a city lord in eastern Funan, Kumaradan has to go out to patrol his territory whenever the rainy season ends.

As the noble Kshatriya, there were hundreds of villages in the territory of Kumaradan, with about tens of thousands of people.

In the Funan area, it is considered a powerful prince.

Even the Linyi Dynasty, who had just entered the Funan region, rewarded Kumaradan well.

However, even though he had such noble and powerful strength, there were still some barbarians with no eyes coming to make trouble.

Not long ago, Kumaradan's territory on the east bank of the Ming River was attacked and occupied by a group of barbarians from the east.

Kumaradan knew that there were a group of barbarians living in the jungle to the east, called the Piao people.

He thought that the rainy season is over now.

You can gather your subordinates to form a powerful army to drive away the savages of the Piao Kingdom on the other side.

Kumaradan thought that with the hundreds of fierce warriors in his territory, it was enough to eliminate those bold and arrogant people from the Piao Kingdom.

At that time, they will be captured and slaves, and let them be slaves with the lowly "untouchables" for generations.

"The noble master, Baixiang City is ahead of you. People there say that you can see the shadows of those savages on the other side of the river!"

Just as Kumaradan was thinking about being in a daze, a fat slave next to him with a dark face said with a smile.

The fat slave's black face almost twisted into a chrysanthemum because he smiled too hard.

But Kumaradan did not look at the slave at all, but turned his eyes forward.

The so-called Baixiang City is actually just a small village surrounded by bamboo and wood, with thousands of people living in it.

In the myths and legends of Tianzhu, small villages of this size are the category of "city".

Otherwise, in ancient times, there were millions of cities and hundreds of millions of people coming from.

"It's really inappropriate!"

"Why didn't Natuolu from Baixiang City come to greet him??"

Kumaradan was already very angry that he was so disrespectful to the lord of Baixiang City.
To be continued...