Sure enough, there was a black scar the size of a thumb on the back of the little slave soldier's neck.

A smile appeared on Song Liyun's lips. She knew what was going on. What a coincidence!

Besides delivering a message, he had another reason for coming to the grasslands: to help Yunniang find her son.

Although Yunniang had described Xiaoshitou's appearance many times, five years had passed, and the child had changed so much that it was impossible to recognize him just by his facial features.

Fortunately, Yunniang mentioned that when Xiaoshitou was little, he played with fire and burned a scar on the back of his neck.

Shi Tou stared blankly at Song Liyun, nervously watching her expression.

He knew what the pretty girl meant by looking at her neck; she was looking for a mark.

Is it someone from your family coming to see you? Is that possible?

His heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of his mouth.

"Little Stone! Aunt Yun talks about you every day at home!"

Aunt Yun!

The empty bowl in the little soldier's hand fell to the ground, and he let out a heart-wrenching cry: "Mother! Mother!"

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At this moment, two horses galloped over at the entrance to the Kara Valley, their mouths surrounded by a ring of pink foam.

Just as they saw the raised fence at the valley entrance, the two horses finally gave way and collapsed to the ground, their hooves twitching. One of them died instantly.

The four people on horseback also rolled a long distance as they fell, suffering serious injuries.

Behind the wooden fence, the guards lit torches and came out to investigate.

Song Dekui dragged Wudan out from under the horse's belly and shouted, "Quickly tell the people of the tribe to prepare, the enemy is attacking!"

The tranquil valley instantly erupted into chaos.

Elder Shan, dressed in a tight leather outfit and carrying a curved knife, received Song Dekui and the other three in the tent.

The flickering candlelight cast a dim light on the tent.

The light made Elder Shan's face appear even more sinister.

"Are you lying? What's the name of that tribe? Why didn't they take the river valley, but instead went around to the east?"

"Where are the others? Where is your young mistress? Why hasn't she returned? Is she colluding with the enemy?"

He bombarded me with questions, one after another, as if he were interrogating me.

Song Dekui was so angry that his face turned green: "We kindly traveled thousands of miles to bring you news, and you not only didn't believe us, but you also falsely accused my family of colluding with the enemy!"

"With a moron like you as elder of the Uda tribe, they're doomed even if they don't perish."

Elder Shan raised his curved sword, his eyes flashing with a fierce light: "You Wu Dynasty man, you're spouting nonsense. Believe me or not, I'll chop off your head right now."

Kneeling on the ground, Wu Dan shouted, "Elder, there really are cavalry chasing us! There are hundreds of them, you must believe me!"

Zhemao and another Di tribesman also spoke up to corroborate Wudan's statement: "Elder Shan, a tribal army is indeed coming. We must prepare for defense immediately."

Elder Shan pointed his sword at the four people: "I will personally verify your words. If there is even a single lie..."

He pointed at Song Dekui and said, "You, take your young mistress and get out of here right now..."

"Shut up! Elder Shan, who gave you the right to say that!"

A shout came from outside the tent, and Yuquan hurriedly helped the disheveled beggar woman into the tent.

Upon seeing Granny Qi, Elder Shan's old face instantly turned extremely ugly.

With a cold face, Granny Qi first glared fiercely at Elder Shan, then said to the maids and servants who followed her in, "Send the three warriors down to rest, Wu Dan stays."

Elder Shan's face darkened: "Granny Qi, what do you want to do? When Madam left, she entrusted me with the defense of the tribe."

Granny Qi didn't say anything, but simply had someone bring Song Dekui and the others down and take good care of them.

Once only Yuquan Wudan and two elders who had rushed over were inside the tent, Granny Qi took out a short knife from her sleeve: "This is a keepsake left by the old man. You elders should still remember it, right?"

This was an old man from the Wuda tribe who entrusted it to Granny Qi in front of everyone on his deathbed, asking them to help Wuya'er and save the tribe in times of crisis.

Twenty years have passed, and of the elders from back then, only four remain in the tent.

Upon seeing the short sword, Elder Shan's expression turned even more grim.

Although Granny Qi was a woman, she was trusted by two successive chieftains and had the highest reputation in the tribe.

If anyone does anything that threatens the safety of the tribe, Granny Qi can use this short knife to kill him.

This is threatening oneself.

"Elder Shan, the young mistress and the others wouldn't pass on messages without a reason."

With an imminent enemy attack, the safety of the tribe rests in your hands. Listen carefully to Wudan's explanation of what has happened.

Granny Qi's face lost all its gentleness as she sternly addressed Elder Shan.

The other two elders also said, "Elder Shan, you are an old horse in the clan. Those young foals have never encountered a storm before. They will panic as soon as they go to the battlefield."

"Yes! With both the lady and the young master gone, the safety of the clan depends entirely on you! Mia and her child need your protection just like everyone else."

Among the elders, Elder Shan was the guard who had been by the old man's side the longest.

He led the old man back to the tribe after intercepting them halfway, and then protected Uya as she escaped.

Moreover, he was skilled in archery and horsemanship and was a rare warrior in the clan. He even taught the young master horsemanship himself. In terms of loyalty, he was no less than Granny Qi.

This is why, even though he has a strange and irritable temper, the defense of the tribe still falls on his shoulders once the lady and the young master leave.

Elder Shan thought of his granddaughter Mia and his newborn great-grandson, and his heart tightened, and he straightened his back even more.

Although the Wu Dynasty man who got his granddaughter pregnant was despicable, his rosy-cheeked great-grandson was adorable.

"Alright, Wudan, you speak, and you must not utter a single lie!"

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