Chapter 331: The Sneak Attack of the Pingshan Tribe (4)

Madam Wu Ya quickly put away her expression and frowned, saying, "Send someone in to answer the question!"

Soon, the Di Lu people who had just come out of the snow cave stood in front of Madam Wuya.

After everyone exchanged greetings, Madam Wuya asked nervously, "Wu Dan, who are those people? Why are they appearing in Dongshan?"

Dongshan is located on the east side of the valley where the Wuda tribe is located. It is not in the direction of the Mida River Valley. It stores a large amount of hay necessary for cattle and sheep, and is considered the rear base of the tribe.

Although no patrols were deployed, sentries were stationed at various important roads.

Now that someone has suddenly touched that place, how can I not be anxious?

Wudan was a boy of only twelve or thirteen years old.

The tribe is short of manpower now, and even young boys have to guard the mountain pass in the snow.

Although he was young, he was very smart. He hid under the snow during the day, which was not only secretive but also helped him maintain his body temperature and not freeze himself.

Seeing his wife's anxiety, Wu Dan said hurriedly, "I only saw four people, three of whom were from the Wu Dynasty and one from the Di tribe. They spoke the Wu Dynasty language.

Through the snow, I could only hear someone looking for something. One of the men said: Maybe we are going in the wrong direction. We are not in Kara Mountain.

Another female voice said, "If we can't find anyone today, we'll try again tomorrow. Time waits for no one, and it will be too late if we delay any further!"

There was a moment of silence in the tent. No one could figure out why this man and woman appeared in Kara Mountain and were looking for someone?

Are you looking for my Wuda tribe?

Madam Qi covered her chest and coughed a few times before she said, "Can you tell how old that woman is? What accent does she have? Could she be from the tribes around Mount Kara?"

Wudan thought for a moment and shook his head. "I can't tell! There's a lack of grassland around Kara Mountain, so there probably aren't any tribes there."

At that time, Wu Dan was hiding in a snow cave, and the sound he heard was already unclear. Moreover, he didn't know much about Wu Chao language. He could only hear those two sentences clearly after he poked a small hole in it.

Madam Wu Ya said in a deep voice: "Don't think too much, we must send someone over to check immediately. If the other party attempts to resist, kill them directly, don't bring them back."

There are no hunters living in Kara Mountain for a long time. The people who appear now can only be outsiders. Dongshan is an important place and it involves confidential matters, so it cannot be ignored.

Madam Wu Ya would rather accidentally injure someone than miss the opportunity.

Aunt Beggar didn't say anything else. She thought that she might be too old and confused and thought too much!

After receiving the order, the remaining combat troops of the tribe, led by Wu Dan, led a few people and hurried to the Dongshan hayfield.

These people included both men and women, and among them was Yuquan.

Now all the young and strong men in the tribe are fighting outside, and most of those left behind are the elderly, the weak and women. Girls like Yuquan also have to be used as combat forces.

It was dark in the valley, and seeing that heavy snow was coming at night, Wudan led Yuquan and other tribesmen to hike up the mountain. By the time they found the four outsiders, it was already dark.

In the cold winter with temperatures below ten degrees Celsius, a few torches dimly illuminate the snow, and several deep traces stretch into the distance.

Now snowflakes were flying, and Wu Dan and the others did not dare to stop, fearing that the mark would be buried by the snow. They hurriedly followed the tracks left by the sled, taking one deep step and one shallow step to catch up.

Over at the Banfang camp, Song Liyun, after a busy day, wandered around other places, shot a few pheasants, and just came back after hunting a spotted deer.

She threw the prey to Lao Qian and the others and went back to the cabin.

Lao Qian, who stayed in the camp, had already boiled hot water for both rooms.

Song Dekui soaked his feet in the hot water, groaning in comfort. He glanced at Song Liyun and said, "Oh! This damn place is really cold. I don't know how these Di people survived year after year without freezing to death. Oh! Xiaoyun, are you really going to marry here, this place in the future?"

Yunzhou is a cold and bitter place, and the Dilu grassland is even colder. He, a native of Yunzhou, can hardly bear it.

Song Liyun smiled but said nothing, thinking to herself that compared with the increasingly severe climate changes in the decades before the end of the world, these were already paradise-like days.

At least the snow is white, pure and clean, and you can eat it at will.

At least it is cold when it should be cold, and hot when it should be hot. There are no extreme cold or heat that only occur once in a century.

There is no fickleness that causes the anomaly of snow in summer and warm sunshine in winter.

At least... there are no leaked nuclear waste water, mutated creatures, and strange viruses.

After the pheasant was taken out, Song Liyun took out some dried vegetables and mushrooms, and stewed acorn vermicelli into a delicious chicken soup, which was then soaked in pancakes and became a delicacy.

Everyone devoured the food voraciously.

Today was everyone’s first time skiing, and everyone was exhausted with back pain.

Balin, who grew up on horseback, lay down on the mat early and didn't want to move. He even only ate a few mouthfuls of chicken soup.

In the middle of the night, the snow fell in waves, and the wind blowing through the woods was filled with the howling of ghosts and wolves.

At this time, Yuquan and his group finally reached the outskirts of the wooden house camp.

They followed the traces left by Song Liyun, but on their way back, Song Liyun was hunting and running around in the mountains.

The chaotic footsteps not only made Yuquan and others dizzy, but also caused them to lose track several times. They had to wander around in the mountains before they finally found their target.

Looking at the strange house that suddenly appeared in the forest, the exhausted people of the Wuda tribe were all stunned.

When did the house come here? How long have you been here? I checked for leaks myself.

The tribesman in charge of Dongshan looked pale.

This place is not far from the valley where the tribe is located. If you go there directly, it only takes two hours, and it is even closer to the East Mountain where the fodder is stored.

Everyone picked up a knife.

Such a dangerous person would appear in the most important place of the tribe, so he must have bad intentions.

Madam said that if you find anything wrong, you must kill him immediately.

Several people walked on the snow towards the wooden house camp. They were all wearing sheepskin inside out, and their bodies were covered with snowflakes, blending seamlessly with the earth, forming a natural camouflage that could not be discovered unless you got close.

In the corner of the wooden house, three wind-killing lanterns emitted a dim light. Although it was not very bright in the heavy snow, it was enough for people to see clearly within a distance of ten feet around the house.

Having such a light source in the dark night will make people and animals feel scared.

This was also what Song Liyun added specifically for safety after encountering a wolf on the road.

It is a luxury to keep three lamps burning all night long.

Yuquan and others had the same feeling when looking at the three lamps: they were too luxurious and did not seem like something that a grassland tribe would do.

The lighting used in the tribe is generally tallow candles. Although the flame is large, the smoke produced is also large, and the burning time is short, so the candle wick needs to be changed frequently.

The three lights in front of me have soft and steady light, and most importantly, there is no smoke.

There was light in front of the house, but Yuquan and others did not dare to get close. They could only hide in the dim snow and wait for the candles to burn out.

As time went by, the cold air entered Yuquan's body and he felt like he was about to freeze stiff, but the candlelight was still as bright as ever.

The leading soldier could no longer bear it and rushed towards the wooden house with a knife in hand.

But he had just taken a few steps into the light when Yuquan behind him saw a rope in the snow suddenly spring up like a poisonous snake, entangle the man's legs and drag him in the snow.

"Ah!" The terrified cry instantly broke the tranquility of the snowy mountain.

(End of this chapter)