The villains of Broken Gold Town!

Zhang Qishan was just about to defend himself when he heard those words and immediately stood up.

He moved with lightning speed, managing to throw aside Wudajun who was controlling him, and pounced on Elder Shan.

Holding a dagger to Elder Shan's neck, he roared with a ferocious expression, "Get out of my way, or I'll kill this old bastard!"

The people of the Wuda tribe scattered in a flurry, some surrounding Elder Shan, while others protected Song Liyun.

Seeing the situation was not good, the two Wu Dynasty slave soldiers who came with Zhang Qishan turned around and tried to run away, but were grabbed by Xiao Shitou and Wu Dan, and they started to fight.

The situation became awkward, with Wuda's army surrounding Zhang Qishan but not daring to make a move.

Although Elder Shan is not the chieftain, he is a tribal elder in charge of defense. If he were to be injured by these Wu Dynasty people, it would be disastrous.

Behind the wooden wall, groups of Uda people came out with sticks, knives, and guns, quickly surrounding the area in layers.

Looking at the irritable Zhang Qishan in the crowd, and the Uda people who surrounded people with weapons but dared not make a move.

Song Liyun shook her head helplessly: "The villains always manage to escape from a desperate situation. Isn't that too cliché?"

However, it's normal for a dying person to grab at any straw as a last resort.

If anyone is to blame, it's Elder Shan for being too arrogant, having his own people taken hostage right at his doorstep.

This farce can't go on any longer; let's not disturb Granny Qi by making her come out in the freezing cold again.

She pushed aside the people blocking her way, walked directly to Zhang Qishan, stretched out her hands to reveal her bare wrists, and said with a faint smile, "What's the use of capturing an old man like him? He can't even run fast. I'm the young mistress, so I'm more valuable. Capture me!"

Elder Shan, his neck being choked, his face turning purple, managed to say with difficulty, "Young Madam...you can't do this..."

Zhang Qishan had the same idea. Before anyone could react, he let go of Elder Shan, grabbed Song Liyun's wrist, and roared, "You delivered yourself to my doorstep..."

Before he could finish speaking, he collapsed to the ground, his limbs convulsing.

Song Liyun withdrew her hand into her sleeve and snorted, "That's right, you delivered yourself to my doorstep, didn't you!"

Soon, Zhang Qishan and two Wu Dynasty slave soldiers were tied up like dumplings and dragged back into the valley.

Little Stone glared at Zhang Qishan with fury, wishing he could chop the villain to pieces.

Over the years, he has suffered beatings and freezing temperatures, and he has only managed to survive by missing his parents.

Although I've met the young mistress now and know that my mother is still alive, the other young mistresses don't say anything. I'll find out as soon as I get back.

Little Stone wasn't stupid; he knew something must have happened at home, but he didn't mention the young mistress.

But the more he did this, the more uncomfortable he felt, like he was being scratched by a cat.

Song Liyun glared coldly at Zhang Qishan: "Take me to Pingshan Tribe, don't have any other thoughts. You're a slave trader, you should know what the consequences will be if you return to Wu Dynasty."

Zhang Qishan's mind was a complete mess, he was dizzy and didn't know what had happened to him or why he had suddenly collapsed to the ground, feeling numb all over.

Looking at the stone's blood-red eyes and the Uda people around him holding knives, his heart sank to the bottom, and he could only silently lament his misfortune.

Does the god of the Di barbarian grasslands really not protect a Wu Dynasty person like himself?

Ever since that Ashileduo caused chaos in the Mida River Valley, I've been plagued by bad luck, and nothing seems to go my way. It's as if some unseen hand is controlling everything.

Several hours later, at the temporary camp of the Ping Shan tribe, the tribal soldiers were tidying up the horses' fodder and saddles.

Ping Shan sat in the tent with a gloomy face, while several tribesmen were arguing fiercely.

Now that Bawan is no longer by his side, it's like he's lost an arm and a leg.

Originally, Zhang Qishan could have said a few agreeable things, but that man was a rebellious Wu Dynasty person who actually stole the deceased's personal belongings.

People from other races are truly not to be trusted!

No one could offer any advice, so he had to consult with several members of his tribe. The debate among them was about when to launch the attack.

Excluding the wounded, the tribe still has fifty-four soldiers. If the two sides were to face each other squarely, their strength would be enough to crush the Uda tribe.

Since the Uda tribe wouldn't come out to fight, he couldn't confront them head-on.

However, the people and horses here lacked support and were barely surviving. They would have to return to their tribe after a couple of days.

While Ping Shan remained silent, he cursed the young master of the Wuda tribe, his old man, and his deceased elder brother in his heart. It was these people who had caused him to be squatting in the snow pit and suffering.

He didn't realize how reckless he was to lead his clansmen on a thousand-mile raid.

Even without Song Liyun's message, the Wuda tribe would have suffered some losses, but it wouldn't have been easily wiped out.

Ping Shan was feeling restless.

He beat Zhang Qishan up and kicked him out, not taking the promise of opening the gates of Wuda seriously, but still harboring some hopeful expectation.

The Wuda tribe is on good terms with the Wu Dynasty people, so Zhang Qishan might be able to infiltrate the valley as an undercover agent.

When Zhang Qishan opens the gate at night, he will set fire to the grain and fodder inside, and then he can take advantage of the chaos to enter.

The people inside the tent were arguing heatedly, their faces flushed.

Some people want to go outside the Uda tribe right now and hurl insults at them, forcing the Uda tribe to come out and fight.

Some people believe that after traveling for several days and suffering two defeats, everyone needs to rest well and wait until night to launch a surprise attack on the Uda tribe.

One of the mentions was of Zhang Qishan and others, who were said to have killed the sacrificial soul with a single blow.

His words were laced with resentment that Ping Shan still believed in a foreign race.

Amidst this chaos, someone entered the tent to report: Zhang Qishan has returned with a woman, saying she is the captured Young Madam Wuda.

His words were not taken seriously at all, and the arguing continued.

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