Asking him to think of another one is just making things difficult for himself, especially with so many people involved.

But Yang Feng couldn't bear to refuse these enthusiastic herdsmen.

The Han soldiers around him couldn't help but chuckle when they saw Yang Feng surrounded in the middle.

Yang Feng, standing in the crowd, rolled his eyes and thought to himself: These people who don't even have names probably can't tell the difference between good and bad names, so I might as well just pick some randomly...

Thinking of this, Yang Feng raised his hand and said loudly, "Don't worry, I'll get it for you right away, right away!"

Upon hearing that Yang Feng had agreed to name them, the crowd stopped their commotion and stood still, quietly watching Yang Feng.

Yang Feng looked around and saw a bare earthen hill not far away. He had an idea and then looked at the old man.

Yang Feng asked inquiringly, "How about the old man be called Yang Tu from now on?"

"Good...good...good...This old man thanks the general for bestowing a name upon me!"

Although it sounded a bit awkward, at least it had a name now, and the old man nodded happily.

Seeing that the old man really liked his name, Yang Feng felt as if he had opened up a new world.

He named all the things he could see and think of within his sight.

For example, there are names like Yang Niu (杨牛), Yang Ma (杨马), Yang Shu (杨树), Yang Mao (杨毛), Yang Fang (杨房)... and so on. The most outrageous one is even Yang Fen (杨粪), I have no idea how Yang Feng came up with that!

"Captain, it's almost time. We should set off!"

After naming everyone, about half an hour had already passed. A guard approached Yang Feng and reminded him.

Yang Feng nodded. "Okay!"

Then Yang Feng looked at the Qiang herdsmen and said loudly, "Gentlemen, we are ordered by the Emperor to attend to military affairs and cannot stay any longer. We must take our leave now!"

"Since it is an imperial edict, General, you may proceed with your business. We will respectfully see the Han army off!"

Yang Tu nodded, then looked at the other Qiang herdsmen and said loudly, "Everyone, make way for the Han army."

Upon hearing Yang Tu's words, the other Qiang herdsmen also left the area and came to the roadside.

Seeing this, Yang Feng mounted his horse, cupped his hands in farewell to Yang Tu and the Qiang herdsmen, and said, "Farewell, see you another day!"

Yang Feng then spurred his horse and led the group forward slowly.

You must come back!

"We're waiting for you!"

"You must come visit us sometime!"

As the procession moved forward, the Qiang people heard a constant chorus of voices.

Yang Feng, who was walking at the front of the group, had a slight smile on his lips.

Yang Feng then took out the few flatbreads and the packet of salt, turned around and threw them to Yang Yan, who instinctively reached out and caught them.

"Eat more so you can grow up faster!"

Looking at the flatbread and salt in his hand, Yang Feng's voice then reached Yang Yan's ears.

Soon the group passed through this area and slowly disappeared from the reluctant gaze of the Qiang herders.