Chapter 843 Despair

Mid-November was the dry season in Annan. A few dozen miles north of Yanzhou, between the north and south mountains and jungles, there was a large village in the corridor. As soon as the sky was light, many people came to the village. Judging from their attire and voice, they were all Annan people. They wore pointed hats and held various weapons. Some wore armor made of iron and bamboo pieces. Their skin was dark like the green forest in the mountains. But they did not rob the village. Only some of them broke into the villagers' homes, mainly to see if they had horses.