"You! Don't talk nonsense! You're slandering me!"
Meng Huo roared, his voice trembling with fear, terrified of being discovered.
What he really wanted was to gather more allies to fight Lu Ming together.
But now Lu Ming had said it out loud, and in public at that! He'd lost face completely. What the hell was this?
He was now caught in the middle! "You're nothing but trash, a complete waste!
You're useless yourself, and you drag your fellow countrymen down with you to their deaths.
Is this your style?
Meng Huo, Meng Huo, do you even know what your reputation is?"
Lu Ming looked at Meng Huo with a hint of disdain, then sneered, "Fellow countrymen meeting each other, stabbing each other in the back.
You call yourself a fellow countryman, but in reality, you're the one I hate the most.
You piece of trash, come and die!"
"No way, Meng Huo is really like this?"
"I knew it! Why did he keep emphasizing the Han people? He was just trying to incite hatred! How despicable!"
"No wonder King Duosi made this choice; he saw through it all!"
Clearly, Lu Ming's words had the effect. Some of the neutral faction, who were already fence-sitters, immediately realized what was going on after Lu Ming's words.
They whispered amongst themselves, not daring to shout, but their dissatisfaction with Meng Huo was obvious.
There's definitely something wrong here.
Meng Huo was furious and embarrassed; a peaceful resolution was now impossible.
So he was incredibly enraged, "You dog, you asked for this!
Brother, Jin Huan San Jie, come at me together, we'll kill this beast!"
As soon as Meng Huo finished speaking, Meng You immediately jumped out, wielding a huge meteor hammer, his face contorted with rage as he glared at Lu Ming.
Another was a muscular, one-eyed strongman wielding a massive axe.
The other two strongmen also looked fierce and ugly, but were actually utterly weak in combat.
Lu Ming took his spear, and with a simple gesture, he made them feel as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
Facing an enemy, giving it your all is true respect.
Even though he disliked Meng Huo, and the other was a piece of trash far weaker than himself, he wouldn't let his guard down.
His gaze sharpened, fixed on the five men before him. Before they could launch an attack, he roared and charged forward.
"Kill!"
Jin Huan San Jie roared first, his giant axe dragging across the ground, leaving deep gashes.
This posture, besides wasting energy, was utterly useless!
Lu Ming's first spear thrust bypassed Jin Huan San Jie, piercing Dong Tu Na's throat from behind.
The robust warrior could only stare wide-eyed, unable to utter a sound.
Only endless darkness swallowed him, endless and boundless. Only after Lu Ming withdrew the spear did blood trickle from his throat. His body stiffened, and he collapsed to the ground with a thud!
Whoosh!
He sidestepped Jin Huan San Jie's next strike, then turned and grabbed A Hui Nan by the neck, turning her around to shield him.
The next second, Meng You blew the whistle, and the poisoned arrow flew out, striking A Hui Nan directly!
"Ah!"
A Hui Nan wasn't killed by Lu Ming, but instead kicked away, landing right in front of Meng You.
The unseeing eyes of A Hui Nan clung tightly to Meng You's clothes, seemingly questioning why he had poisoned him!
He couldn't utter a single word; the poison had already begun to spread.
His face turned pale.
It was unknown what kind of poison it was, but it was incredibly terrifying!
Meng You was furious, trying to break free, but dared not look A Hui Nan in the eye.
"Too despicable!
Using a poisoned arrow!"
Jin Huan San Jie, seeing his two friends dead, flew into a rage, raising his giant axe and roaring as he brought it down on Lu Ming!
*Thud!*
Lu Ming pierced his heart with a single spear thrust, the tip piercing his buttocks and exiting from behind.
Then he kicked him, sending him flying more than ten meters away until he collapsed to the ground, blood flowing from the wound, staining the ground crimson—a gruesome sight!
Lu Ming, however, remained unfazed. Holding his blood-dripping spear, he approached the brothers Meng You and Meng Huo. "I've told you, you're both useless!
When I was conquering battlefields, you were still drinking milk!"
"Don't be arrogant, I'll kill you!"
Before Meng You could finish speaking, Lu Ming knocked his meteor hammer away with a single thrust of his spear, then swept it across the ground.
"Ah!"
The spear severed Meng You's tendons in his hands and feet. Even if they could be healed, he would be crippled for life!
"Ah! Brother, save me!
Ah! It hurts so much!"
Meng Huo flew into a rage, seemingly trying to dispel his fear with anger.
But Lu Ming gave him no chance, directly knocking away his massive iron hammer, and severing his tendons with the tip of his spear!
"I said I would execute you by a thousand cuts, and I will do it! I will never break my word!"
Lu Ming coldly looked at Meng Huo, who lay motionless on the ground. Even if Zhao Yun were here, Meng Huo could hold his own for a few rounds.
But against him, sorry, he couldn't even last a single exchange!
Then, looking at the chieftains and leaders present, "Those willing to submit, raise your cups.
Those unwilling, I'll give you a chance. Now, take your men and leave."
The crowd looked at each other, some wanting to leave, but afraid to.
Most wanted to observe further, to follow the crowd.
King Duosi was the first to raise his cup. "I submit."
"I object! No, I submit!"
King Mulu, seeing everyone looking at him, quickly slapped himself, then picked up his cup and raised it.
With one person taking the lead, the others followed suit.
The cave chief, however, sent someone to inquire, and only after receiving a reply did he raise his cup.
This time, there was no reluctance.
Lu Ming's strength completely overwhelmed them; his personal martial prowess alone was enough to earn their respect.
At this moment, someone came to report, and Lu Ming gestured for Lin Dong to read it aloud.
"Reporting to the lord, King Wutugu of Wuge Kingdom led his rattan armor soldiers to assist the rebel Meng Huo, but they were all burned to the ground by General Wang Ping and the Panshe Valley forces. The entire rattan armor army was annihilated!"
Lin Dong's words immediately silenced the wavering chieftains.
Wutugu is the strongest fighting force among the Southern Barbarians, but they occupy the southwest and rarely contact the outside world.
Their rattan armor is impervious to swords and spears…
Moreover, they don't sink in water and can cross rivers directly, making them difficult for many to deal with.
Fortunately, they don't launch attacks proactively; otherwise, the situation in the Southern Barbarians would be very different.

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