Chapter 354 Delivered to the Door
The evildoers of Broken Gold Town!
Zhang Qishan was just trying to make excuses, but he stood up when he heard these words.
He moved extremely quickly, throwing away the Wuda army that was controlling him, and pounced on Elder Shan.
He held a dagger against Elder Shan's neck and roared ferociously, "Get out of my way, or I'll kill this old guy!"
The people of the Wuda tribe scattered, some surrounded Elder Shan, and some protected Song Liyun.
The two Wu Dynasty slave soldiers who followed Zhang Qishan saw that the situation was not good and turned around to run away, but were grabbed by Xiao Shitou and Wu Dan and started to wrestle with each other.
The scene was awkward for a while. The Wuda army surrounded Zhang Qishan but did not dare to take action.
Although Elder Shan is not the chief, he is the elder of the tribe and is in charge of defense. It would be disastrous if he was injured by these Wu Dynasty people.
Behind the wooden wall, groups of Wuda people ran out with sticks, swords and guns, and soon surrounded the area in three layers.
Looking at the furious Zhang Qishan in the crowd, and the Wuda people who surrounded people with weapons but did not dare to act rashly.
Song Liyun shook her head helplessly: Isn't it too cliché that the villains always survive?
However, it is a normal reaction for a dying person to grab at any straw.
If anyone is to blame, it's Elder Shan who was too arrogant and was taken hostage at his doorstep.
This farce cannot continue any longer, or it will disturb the beggar lady from coming out in the cold.
She pushed aside the people blocking her way and walked directly to Zhang Qishan. She stretched out her hands, revealing her bare wrists, and said with a faint smile: "What's the point of arresting an old man like him? He can't even run fast enough. I am the young lady and more valuable. Arrest me!"
Elder Shan's neck was being strangled, his face turning purple as he spoke with difficulty, "Young Madam...you can't do this..."
Zhang Qishan was thinking the same thing. Without waiting for a reaction, he let go of Elder Shan and grabbed Song Liyun's wrist, shouting, "You brought this upon yourself..."
Before he could finish his words, he fell to the ground with his limbs twitching.
Song Liyun retracted her hand into her sleeve and snorted softly, "That's right, she brought this upon herself. She's really going to get pissed off!"
Soon, Zhang Qishan and two Wu Dynasty slave soldiers were tied up like dumplings and dragged back to the valley.
Xiao Shitou glared at Zhang Qishan with anger, wishing he could chop the evil man to death with a knife.
Over the years, he suffered from beatings and cold, and only by missing his parents could he survive.
Although I have met the young lady now and know that my mother is still alive, the other young ladies will not tell me. I will know it when I go back.
Xiao Shitou is not a fool. He knows that something must have happened at home, but the young lady didn't mention it.
But the more he did this, the more uncomfortable he felt, like being scratched by a cat.
Song Liyun stared at Zhang Qishan coldly: "Take me to Pingshan tribe, don't think of any other thoughts. You are a slave seller, you should know the consequences of returning to Wu Dynasty."
Zhang Qishan's head was filled with confusion and he felt dizzy. He didn't know what had happened to him and why he fell to the ground with his whole body numb.
Looking at Shi Tou's bloodshot eyes and the Wuda people around him holding knives, his heart sank to the bottom and he could only groan inwardly.
Could it be that the gods of the Dilu grassland really don’t protect me, a person from the Wu Dynasty?
Ever since Ashiledu turned the world upside down in the Mida Valley, he had been unlucky and nothing went his way. It seemed as if a big hand was controlling everything.
A few hours later, in the temporary camp of the Pingshan tribe, soldiers were coming and going, sorting out horse fodder and saddles.
Pingshan sat in the tent with a gloomy face, while several tribesmen were arguing fiercely.
Now that Bawan is gone, it's like losing an arm and a leg.
Originally, Zhang Qishan could have said a few pleasing words, but that man was a rebellious Wu Dynasty man who actually stole the deceased's belongings.
It’s true that foreigners cannot be trusted!
No one could come up with any ideas, so he had to find a few tribesmen to discuss it together. Now the tribesmen were arguing about when to launch the attack.
Excluding the wounded, there are still fifty-four tribal soldiers. If the two sides face off in a fair fight, their strength is enough to crush the Wuda tribe.
But if the Wuda tribe doesn't come out to fight, he can't confront them head-on.
However, the people and horses here lack reinforcements and are living on a half-hungry life. If they delay for two days, they will have to return to the tribe immediately.
Pingshan was silent for a moment, and in his heart he was cursing the young master of the Wuda tribe, his old man, and his dead elder brother. It was these people who made him squat in the snow and suffer.
He didn't think about how reckless it was to lead his clan soldiers on a thousand-mile attack.
Even if Song Liyun had not reported the news, the Wuda tribe would have suffered some losses, but they would not have been easily wiped out.
Pingshan was feeling irritated.
He beat Zhang Qishan and drove him out. He did not take the words of trying to trick Wu Dayuanmen seriously, but he still had some hope in his heart.
The Wuda tribe is on good terms with the Wu Dynasty people, so maybe Zhang Qishan can enter the valley as an undercover agent.
Wait until Zhang Qishan opens the gate at night, burns the food and grass inside, and then he can take advantage of the chaos to sneak in.
The people in the tent were arguing so loudly that their faces were red.
Someone wants to go outside the Wuda tribe and shout and curse, forcing the Wuda tribe to come out and fight.
Some people also thought that after traveling for days and suffering two failures, they needed to rest well and wait until night to launch a surprise attack on the Wuda tribe.
There was also a mention of Zhang Qishan and others, but it was said that the sacrificial soul should be killed with a knife.
There was no lack of complaints in his words about Pingshan still trusting foreigners.
In this chaotic situation, someone came into the tent to report: Zhang Qishan came back with a woman, saying that she was the captured Madam Wuda.
His words were not taken seriously at all, and the quarrel continued.
Pingshan yelled, "If you keep making noise, get out."
The tent suddenly became quiet, and the people who were still arguing with each other finally reacted and quickly followed Pingshan out.
At this time, a chrysanthemum-green horse was standing outside the Pingshan tribe's camp.
On the horse's back, Zhang Qishan sat stiffly with no intention of getting off. His face had a complicated expression, and it was hard to tell whether it was shock or fear.
In front of his horse, a woman was tied to a cloth belt.
The woman was wearing a green brocade dress and had her hair styled in a Wu Dynasty bun, but her hair was messy due to the bumpy ride.
When Pingshan arrived, several Pingshan soldiers had already surrounded the woman and were laughing.
A few feet behind Zhang Qishan, a dozen or so Wuda soldiers were reining in their horses and shouting curses, as if they were afraid that their young mistress might be kidnapped and did not dare to get close.
Song Liyun didn't take the Pingshan soldiers in front of her seriously, and just looked around the simple camp.
The horses were not unsaddled, but only had their bits removed and were grazing in the grass nearby. They were still alert.
The area is too scattered and exceeds the power range of the animal repellent.
People came out of several low tents from time to time, and it seemed that some people were resting there.
Pingshan's gaze fell on Song Liyun and he couldn't move away.
Compared with the Di women with rosy cheeks, Song Li is not tall, with porcelain-like skin and almond-shaped eyes, as delicate and cute as a little lamb in love.
Pingshan didn't expect that the Wuda tribe had a special relationship with the Wu Dynasty, and even the wives of the tribe were different.
In the past, the beauty of Mrs. Uya spread widely on the grassland.
Now Madam Wuda is not only from the Wu Dynasty, but is also so beautiful.
(End of this chapter)
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