Chapter 149: Abuli of the Dongyue Tribe
The man frowned and thought for a moment, "I heard they came from some villages and towns on the border.
These people heard rumors from somewhere that the Di Lu people had occupied Pingliang Fort and were planning to invade the Wu Dynasty, seize the capital, and turn all the people of the Wu Dynasty into slaves.
They ran away with their families.
Oh! Don't you think about it, the Zhenbei Army has been in Yunzhou for more than 20 years, and when has it been attacked by the Di Lu people? Besides, where can they run to without a pass?
"Miss, Sir, if you leave the city, be sure not to be stopped by them. Without soldiers around, they'll come to rob you." The waiter kindly reminded him.
Song Liyun was speechless and a little sad.
Whenever there is disorder in the social order, the most pitiful people are the ordinary people who have no knowledge of any information.
If the Di Lu people really attack, they will definitely die if they defend their homes, but ordinary people will also be in danger of losing their lives as refugees, and it will be difficult for them to even settle down.
When they are extremely hungry, refugees become bandits and are not tolerated by all parties.
Land and water are indispensable resources for survival and are also the wealth of every household.
The villages will not take in outsiders or allow others to divide up their belongings, unless the refugees find an uninhabited area and set up their own home.
This... is too difficult!
In fact, the root of everything lies in the stability of the border.
If the Di Lu people had not invaded the Wu Dynasty and everyone lived and worked in peace, this kind of situation would not have occurred.
Song Liyun knew that this was just her wishful thinking.
The Di Lu were not a unified country. There was no jurisdiction over each other in the tribes, and they were mobile and roaming. It was common for dozens of people on horseback to suddenly invade the border over hundreds of miles.
All the Zhenbei Army could do was monitor the grassland and prevent the invasion of large numbers of Dilu tribes.
After a day of traveling, the three siblings were tired and had no mood to go shopping. They went to rest without waiting for the curfew.
At this time, on the Dilu grassland with a sky full of stars, the dry grass was still rustling.
In the low-lying, leeward areas, the remaining snow was like a white cloth under the starlight.
The horse kicked away the snow with its hooves and nibbled on some grass stems close to the ground.
Several Dilu people wearing fur robes and fur hats crawled and rolled down the hillside.
He pulled the reins and jumped on the horse. The horse just raised its neck without neighing and galloped away on the snow.
The man on horseback controlled the reins and shouted in Dilu language, "Hurry up and tell the chief that the Wuda tribe is by the Chacha River."
The news quickly spread back to the camp.
In the cowhide tent, lamb on the grill was sizzling over the fire.
A female slave from the Wu Dynasty, wearing a sheepskin coat, knelt by the fire and carefully sprinkled the seasoning ground into fine powder on the mutton.
On a mat covered with several layers of sheepskin, a strong man in his forties was releasing his wildness on a young female slave.
Ignoring the slave girl's painful moans, he just rammed her madly, panting and shouting: "Uyal, Uyal, you will always be mine, I'm coming! I'm coming! Ahhhh!!"
A strange smell suddenly filled the air.
Hearing the violent shout, the female slave who was grilling the meat lowered her head and her trembling hands revealed her fear.
Soon, the shouting stopped, and the slave girl on the wool mat hurriedly wrapped her fur robe tightly and staggered out of the tent.
The strong man sat up as if nothing had happened, put on his fur robe, and said to the female slave who was grilling the meat, "Send me a leg of lamb."
The slave girl quickly put a roasted leg of lamb on a silver plate, but before she could deliver it, the tent door was opened.
A Dilu man came in quickly and whispered something in the strong man's ear.
The strong man perked up: "The Wuda tribe is also by the Chacha River?"
"Yes, the Wuda tribe is right by the Chacha River. Chief, we couldn't get close. We encountered ten White Wolf scouts about ten miles away, resting. From what they said, they knew the tribe had just set up camp, and they were rushing back to help. We've left one person behind to guard it."
"Well, well done, Zhelian. I'll give you the most fierce slave girl as a reward later."
When he heard that they were about to approach the Wuda tribe, the strong man's eyes suddenly flashed with the light of a wild wolf, and his big hands grabbed the soft cashmere pad under him, as if he was touching someone's soft skin.
She was a proud and beautiful woman. When she was only sixteen years old, she wore a fiery red cloak and rode a horse across the grassland. She was the most dazzling sun on the grassland.
Wuda tribe, Wuyaer! After twenty years, you finally returned to the grassland.
Even if it takes fifty years, as long as you live one day, I, Abuli, will have you for one day. I will kill your son and make you repay me for my twenty years of longing.
Half an hour later, a fierce cavalry led by Abli rushed straight to the Chacha River.
On the gentle slope outside the Chacha River, the White Wolf Knight rode up to Zhao Tingduo and said, "Young Master, there's movement over at Abli! The people they left behind are still on the slope."
Zhao Tingduo suddenly stood up: "Let's go back!"
Before Abli arrived, the White Wolf Riders had all retreated.
"Assholes! Those little bastards run pretty fast."
Abli cursed fiercely and waved his hand to the others around him, "Just charge into the Wuda tribe. Whoever grabs the woman will own it. Kill all those men, leaving no one alive."
Immediately, his words caused strange howls from his cavalrymen.
It was originally said that as long as they conquered the Wuda tribe, each of them could get five female slaves, but now they can take as many as they want.
There is also the gold, silver, agate, cattle, sheep and horses of the Wuda tribe, which will make everyone who goes to war earn a lot of money.
Hearing that the knights of his tribe were so tempted by money and women that their eyes turned red and they couldn't wait to rush into the Uda tribe and kill them all, Abuli showed a cold and sinister smile.
His current Dongyue tribe ranks second in strength in the Di Lu Alliance.
The current Khan of the royal court should have been replaced long ago.
As long as we can annex the Wuda tribe, which has just fought a few battles and has not had a long rest.
The population of the Dongyue tribe is over two thousand, and it is fully capable of driving out the Khan and taking the first place in the alliance.
Along the Chacha River, cowhide tents of various sizes were closely packed together, stretching for more than a mile. The thawed river water was gurgling, and the sound of horses neighing could be heard from the fence in the distance from time to time.
It was already late at night and the tallow lamps in every tent were extinguished.
The Wuda tribe, who had just set up camp, were exhausted and had already rested. Even the slaves fell asleep in the sheepfold.
The one hundred cavalrymen led by Abli stood silently on the high slope of the river bank, looking down at the tents below like a group of hungry wolves.
Although the distance from the high slope to the river was still several hundred meters, Abli's eyes fell on the largest tent in the middle. He seemed to see a beautiful woman with a lingering charm, untying the belt of her fur robe...
His heart suddenly became hot: Wu Yaer! Wu Yaer!
The most beautiful woman on the grassland, the sun in my heart!
As long as he rushed forward, these cattle and sheep would be his, and this woman would be his.
(End of this chapter)
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