Ye Lirong said impatiently, "White Eagle, I respect you as a distinguished guest of my tribe, but it is not your place to interfere in tribal affairs!"
Bai Ying's lips curled into a faint, cold smile: "I'm just reminding you. Besides," he looked at Zhao Muyun again, "this man has a past with me, and you can't touch him today."
"You!" Nori Ei glared angrily, his hand gripping the hilt of his sword.
Clearly, he was quite wary of this "White Eagle".
Zhao Muyun's mind raced. This "White Eagle" had a mysterious identity and must have some connection with Fan Nan, and he certainly wielded considerable influence within the Tangut tribe...
He seized the opportunity and spoke again: "Chief Yeli, I did not come empty-handed. If you grant me passage, I am willing to give you three hundred sets of fine iron armor, five hundred powerful bows, and a hundred cartloads of salt and tea! This is a deposit!"
He gestured for Tang Yanhai to take out a bag of glass (which was actually just glass) that he was carrying, and then took out ten horizontal swords:
"These can be given to the chief first. Once I arrive in Liangzhou, I will certainly provide the rest of the supplies! Compared to Yang Yan's empty promises, which is more important?"
The allure of the physical treasures, coupled with the pressure from Bai Ying and the potential crisis pointed out by Zhao Muyun, plunged Ye Lirong into a struggle.
He glanced at the treasure, then at the expressionless white eagle, and then at Yang Yan's distant promise...
Ultimately, greed and reality overwhelmed the promise made to Yang Yan.
Ye Lirong snatched the cloth bag from Tang Yanhai's hand, weighed it in his hand, and forced a smile:
"General Zhao is indeed straightforward! Since White Eagle has spoken up for you, my Yeli tribe will consider you a friend!"
"We can show you the path, but you must strictly follow the route we have drawn. Otherwise, if you get stuck in the swamp, you will be responsible for your own life or death!"
"Thank you, Chief!" Zhao Muyun cupped his hands in thanks.
Bai Ying gave Zhao Muyun a deep look, then turned and left, leaving behind a whisper: "Be careful of Li Hu. He has Yang Yan's henchmen around him who are skilled at tracking."
With the precise route provided by the Tanguts, the Hedong army, though facing difficulties, avoided the greatest threat from the swamp.
Shi Yong's troops successfully used the complex terrain to delay Li Huyi for a day, then cleverly broke away and rejoined the main force.
Li Hu's pursuers lost their guide in the swamp and were like headless flies. Not only did they fail to catch up with Zhao Muyun, but they also lost many men and had no choice but to retreat in frustration.
Three days later, Zhao Muyun led an army of four thousand men, appearing like a divine force descending from the heavens north of Liangzhou City. He decisively defeated the Xijing army besieging the city and turned the tide of the battle.
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