"I don't recommend you to attack any Zhatuo or other city." Meng Dong said, shaking his head. He didn't know what kind of city was in front of him. This city was the most bordered city in the northwest of the Maurya Dynasty, with a population of over 10,000. The army has more than three thousand people. They are armed with elites. Facing such a city, even though the Yueshi people’s weapons and equipment are much better than those of the Mauryan soldiers, their strength is not very strong. Meng Dong looked at it, and at most Yueshi has 1,000 people. The troops, they even dared to attack a city on the other side.

"Let's call him Zhatuo City." Wei Dou said while looking at the simple map in his hand.

"Well, let's just call it this way, these people from the Peacock dynasty, their names are too weird." Meng Dong said to Wei Dou.

"Hmm. What is your suggestion?" Wei Dou asked Meng Dong.

"My suggestion is to smooth out the tribes and villages around the city. We can lie in ambush during the attack and lure the other party to rescue. In this way, we can fight for aid." Meng Dong suggested.

"What if the other party doesn't rescue?" Wei Dou asked at this time.

"If we don't rescue, we will attack their tribe and capture their population as slaves. Our goal is to capture the other's population as slaves as much as possible. We are not worried about other things." Meng Dong suggested.

In Meng Dong's view, the main strategic purpose of the Yue family is to arrest people, although the main force in the city poses a great threat to the Yue family. But as long as arresting people is fine. It's okay to be able to eliminate the opponent's main force.

"Yeah. You are right. The current situation is that we are arresting people. Qin requires a lot of people. Only by holding so many prisoners of war can you become a good slave." Wei Dou said with a smile.

"But the tactics of your Qin people, I sound very easy to use." Wei Dou said admiringly.

"Hehe, these are all learned from our Qin Military Academy. If you don't learn this, you won't graduate." Meng Dong said with a smile.

"Oh. If that's the case, I have the opportunity to go to your Qin State Military Academy to study hard." Wei Dou said enviously.

"Oh. There must be a chance." Meng Dong said with a smile.

"However, there is one thing that I am a little surprised. You Yue people should have a lot of troops, at least there should be many tribes, but why do you only have more than 1,000 troops?" Meng Dong asked curiously at this time.

"Hehe." Wei Dou shook his head helplessly.

"Most of our current Yueshi people are for survival. Most of the tribes are scattered. On the surface, we have formed a Yueshi nation, but most of the tribes are not unified, and this kind of The country is looser than the tribal alliance. One of our tribes sends troops, and the other tribes will send troops only when they see an advantage." Wei Dou explained.

"Oh. What I said, your military strength is really too small. But for things like capturing prisoners of war, I personally think it should be enough." Meng Dong said with a smile at this time.

"Oh. That's how it is." Wei Dou said.

"For these prisoners of war, we don't know how much they can sell, as long as you Qin can accept it." Wei Dou said.

"Well. Qin has always had a strong demand for slaves. I think you will soon be able to do it." Meng Dong said with a smile.

"Yeah. Borrow your good words. I hope so." Wei Dou nodded.

"Bang." Just then. There was a gunshot.

"What's the matter?" Meng Dong asked when he heard the gunshots outside the camp.

"I don't know. Let's go out and have a look." Wei Doudou didn't know what happened in his camp. When the two people were talking, they walked out of the camp to check the situation.

"What's the matter?" Wei Dou walked out of the camp and saw a group of musketeers quickly gathering at the place where the incident occurred.

"What's the matter?" Meng Dong asked curiously.

"Return to the sir." A second lieutenant officer of the Musketeer who knew Qin's dialect replied.

"Sir, a prisoner of war was executed at the prison camp," the second lieutenant replied.

"Does the execution of a prisoner of war also make some noise?" Wei Dou asked somewhat displeased.

"This." The second lieutenant looked at Wei Dou a little angry and couldn't explain further.

"Let's go over and see what's going on, maybe, there are really things we haven't noticed." Meng Dong explained.

"Yeah. Let's go take a look." Wei Dou nodded at this moment. Agree.

Speaking of the two men, led by the second lieutenant of the Musketeers, arrived in the prison camp.

Meng Dong was shocked when he saw the situation. I saw the hands of the prisoners of war surrounding a bald-headed man who was shot to be put together. They didn't know what to say. Everyone was saying the same thing.

"Damn it. These are their local religions." Wei Dou explained at this time.

"Go, kill me those who worship or hold religious activities." Wei Dou decisively gave orders when he saw this scene.

"This. Sir. In this case, a lot of people will be killed. We??????." The ensign looked at Wei Dou embarrassedly, because in this case, their losses would be very large. This is a situation he doesn't want to see.

"Sir. Do you want to catch the monks inside and kill them? In this case, we will kill less. At least these people can control it." The ensign suggested somewhat helplessly.

"Yeah. Okay. That's it. Kill those **** monks." Wei Dou commanded impatiently.

"Monks. Are those monks?" Meng Dong asked curiously at this time.

"Yes. It's the monks. Let these **** aboriginals make them crazy. We have learned about this country from the south. This country has a special worship for these bald people, as if they have a religion that is spreading. These People may be believers of this religion. If they resist, none of us will be caught. The only way to deal with these people is to kill these monks. Otherwise, the consequences will be disastrous." Wei Dou said, shaking his head.

"Oh. That's how it is." Meng Dong nodded curiously. It was the first time he saw such a thing, so he felt curious, especially curious. Because he hasn't seen anything like this.

"Bang Bang. Bang Bang." Then, there was the sound of a musket firing, and several people with bald heads and half of their arms were killed. Even more cruel is that a Yue clan with a bayonet picked a monk to death alive. But the other believers looked at the monk with their hands together.