Chapter 348

The women in the clan were busy drawing water from the deep well nearby and pouring it on the tent.

The thick felt cloth is wetted with water, which can resist part of the attack of arrows, and it can also prevent rockets.

They also collect snow from various places to cover the stacked hay, which can also protect the grass from being burned in the first place.

The woven carpets and cashmere threads were also moved out of the tents and scattered in various places in the valley.

Everyone's face was full of anxiety, but there was no confusion in their busy schedule. They had already experienced this kind of thing, and they didn't panic when dealing with it at this time.

Only the children were infected by the oppressive atmosphere, crying from time to time, only to have their mouths and noses covered by adults in the blink of an eye.

The wooden gate at the entrance of the valley opened, and Elder Shan, who was almost sixty years old, took the lead and galloped into the night wind on horseback.

Behind him are a dozen or so sparse cavalry, which are still elite soldiers drawn from the guards.

The clan soldiers had been taken away by Zhao Tingduo, and all the herders left were herdsmen with sheep whips.

At this time, all the herdsmen also took bows, arrows and wooden spears and guarded behind the wooden fence. Elder Shan was able to take away only these dozen or so people.

The Wuda tribe is like a hedgehog, straightening every spike on its body in an instant, and wants to teach those who dare to provoke it an unforgettable lesson.

At this time, in Bailidi, a team was also on their way overnight.

When Bawan died, another person appeared beside Pingshan.

Zhang Qishan's respectful and humble attitude, hard work and proactive attitude won the favor of the leader Ping Shan in a short period of time and allowed him to follow him.

"Headman Pingshan, the Wuda tribe and the Pingshan tribe have a life-and-death enmity, and we must avenge it, but we can't take advantage of the Wuda tribe."

Ping Shan blinked his sleepy eyes and stared at him: "If you have something to say, you can fart as soon as you say it. You Wu Chao pigs don't have a happy word."

After driving for two hours overnight, he also woke up from the initial anger, such a tired clan soldier couldn't fight at all.

It's just that some cruel words have already been said, and I am too embarrassed to go back on my word at this time.

He once said that he would take down the Uda tribe at dawn.

Zhang Qishan said sincerely: "Leader, we can take a rest outside Mount Kara for a while. If we see troops outside, the Wuda Department will definitely mess up. We will attack again at that time."

As soon as he finished speaking, another member of the Di tribe next to Pingshan lashed out with a whip: "You bastard is trying to harm us, the Wuda tribe killed Bawan, that means the news has been leaked.

If we can't take the Kara Valley as quickly as possible, if the Mudan tribe surrounds us from behind, we won't be able to fly out even with wings. "

Zhang Qishan was beaten until his face was bleeding, but he still gritted his teeth and said, "Ping Shan, we need to rest before we can go on our way. The Wuda tribe is best at defending. If we rush to attack, we will die in vain."

"You talk nonsense, everyone knows that Ashiledo is best at hard attack, and several tribes were scattered by his troops. When did he become good at defense again!"

The tribe next to Pingshan wanted to attack Zhang Qishan again, but Pingshan stopped him.

"Tell me, how come the Wuda tribe is good at defending battles? Why haven't I heard of it before?" Ping Shan stopped his horse and tilted his head to look at this talkative Wu Dynasty slave soldier.

He wanted to hear, but Zhang Qishan didn't say anything, he just said: "Leader, there is shelter from the wind ahead, why don't you let the warriors rest and the horses relax."

Someone came to report just now that there is a small river ahead. Although the river has frozen, the snow is shallow there, and horses can be put there.

Ping Shan pondered for a moment, then said to the clan soldiers beside him: "Go to the front, camp at the water's edge for an hour, and set off again at dawn."

As soon as the order was spread, there was a burst of jubilation. The people of Pingshan Department were not only happy to rest, but also excited to attack the Wuda tribe immediately.

My pockets are full again.

Taking advantage of the rest time, Zhang Qishan narrated the situation of Wuda tribe to Pingshan while stuffing his stomach with dried meat.

After he left Suijin Town, he has been wandering around the Xuyang Ranch where Dilu Royal Court is located.

There are countless tribes big and small on the grassland, and Zhang Qishan who is related to the Wu Dynasty can still figure it out clearly.

In particular, the Wuda tribe, which got mixed up with the Zhenbei Army, was the target he was most concerned about.

After all, thousands of people in Suijin Town were missing, and he was responsible for the heinous crime that caused the Zhenbei Army to be suppressed by the imperial court all these years.

He explained in detail the relationship between the Wuda tribe and the Wuchao Zhenbei Army, and the young master who led the troops to fight against the East Vietnam headquarters and vassal tribes in detail.

He also learned the Wuda tribe's tactics from the Zhenbei Army.

The Zhenbei Army is best at defending battles.

As long as the Wuda tribe, who are well versed in this method, stays in the camp and does not come out, the Pingshan tribe will not be able to open the gap.

Pingshan didn't care about the tribal affairs before, and he was not familiar with the Wu Dynasty. Even the Wuda tribe only knew about it in the past few months.

At this time, when he heard that a year ago, Abuli from the East Vietnam Department had followed the path of the Wuda tribe and was shot and killed hundreds of riders by the river, his face suddenly changed.

But as soon as he came into contact with the Wuda tribe, he lost a brother.

Is this also a kind of "defense"?
Zhang Qishan's explanation was much more pertinent than Bawan's analysis of the Wuda tribe and the current situation.

Pingshan couldn't help but trust Zhang Qishan even more, and immediately asked him what should he do next?
When Zhang Qishan saw Pingshan asking himself what to do, his heart beat faster.

On the way, he only considered leaving the Pingshan Department halfway and sneaking back to the Wu Dynasty with a few brothers.

But at this moment, his thoughts changed, and countless thoughts rushed over him.

Once Bawan died, Pingshan, a reckless man, would lose his mind and ask himself what to do?
Pingshanbu is a medium-sized tribe, and it was very powerful in the past, otherwise I would not have passed.

All the elites brought by the old man were lost, but the eighty cavalry led by Ping Shan is not a weak force.

Although they didn't walk sideways in the Mida River Valley, they were still a powerful army that could overwhelm small tribes.

If I can stand upright in the Pingshan tribe, I don't need to sneak back to live in the Wu Dynasty like a mouse...

... Even if the Pingshan tribe is not good enough, I can use this cavalry to fight the Wuda tribe and lose both sides, so I take the opportunity to collect some oil and water before slipping away.

While looking forward to the bright future, Zhang Qishan described the war to Pingshan with the presence of an old god.

From probing feints to attacking carefully, to how to gather the nobles and masters of the Uda tribe and make them obedient.

Every step is reasonable. According to Zhang Qishan, the Wuda tribe is already in his pocket.

Not only did Pingshan nod his head, but even the clansmen around Pingshan couldn't say "no".

"Okay, let's do as you said, hey! Your name is Zhang Qishan, right! Why didn't I realize that you are still a talent!"

Ping Shan patted Zhang Qishan's back heavily with his hands, with a satisfied expression on his face.

Zhang Qishan lowered his head, hiding the greed in his eyes, and said humbly: "I am willing to do the work of a dog for the leader!"

Pingshan laughed wantonly: "Dogs and horses? No, no, no, you don't need to be a dog, and you don't need to carry me for a walk. You just need to use your brain well.

If things don't go as you say, I'll cut off your clever head immediately! "

The joy in Zhang Qishan's heart hadn't passed yet, and suddenly he felt cold, and he suddenly realized that something was wrong!

(End of this chapter)

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