Chapter 328: The Sneak Attack of the Pingshan Tribe (1)
Lin Qingyuan had just finished speaking when he heard someone retort: "You're the one worrying about nothing. Just go to sleep!"
Balin and Song Dekui walked out from behind Song Liyun.
Two people were carrying a piece of wood.
Song Dekui's face was covered in snow foam. He yelled at Lin Qingyuan, "Are you blind? Didn't you see Xiaoyun was looking for a solution?"
Lin Qingyuan raised his head and said with a half-smile, "Song Dekui, if you want to have an easy life in the future, be polite to me.
Don't forget that I am Manager Song's partner. You will have to rely on me for your livelihood in the future. Haha, if you make me unhappy, I will kill you, you damned gelder! "
He and Song Liyun had already reached an agreement and would have a lot of business dealings in the future.
As Song Liyun's confidant, Song Dekui must be involved in managing various businesses.
If Lin Qingyuan deliberately makes things difficult for him, he will suffer.
Before Song Liyun could speak up to mediate between the two, Song Dekui jumped up and said, "You're so brave! You're already saying you're going to embarrass me before the fight even begins. I'll be there for you to the very end. As a gelder, I specialize in tending to animals."
Lin Qingyuan was furious. He leaned over, grabbed a handful of sandy snow and threw it at him.
Song Dekui was carrying the wood and was unable to dodge, and was hit in the face, which turned pale instantly.
"Hahaha!" Lin Qingyuan laughed so hard that he fell over.
"Just wait, you bastard!"
Song Dekui spat out the mud in his mouth, threw down the wood and rushed towards Lin Qingyuan.
The two of them immediately rolled on the ground and started fighting like naughty children.
Song Liyun shook her head, feeling a little amused and helpless.
Everyone was anxious being trapped here, but Song Dekui and Lin Qingyuan had a different way of resolving their anxiety.
After two days in Kara Mountain, Balin and his companions ran outside in the snow. The knee-deep snow made Male sweat, but he still couldn't find the camp of the Uda tribe.
There were also no signs of other people's activities.
This is both a good thing and a bad thing, that is, the Dongyue tribe has not arrived yet, or it is possible that the Wuda tribe is on the other side of the mountain and has not discovered them.
The horses couldn't go out, but people couldn't just stay stuck there. So today she wanted to make a sled and ski to see what was far away.
When it comes to carpentry, Song Liyun is in a dilemma.
The Di people, such as Balin, are good at riding horses. They can eat, drink, defecate, urinate and sleep on horseback, but they cannot carve wood.
Or maybe someone among Lin Qingyuan's guards knows carpentry.
On the third day, the snow still did not stop, but it became lighter.
In such an environment, let alone outsiders attacking the tribe, I'm afraid even the tribe itself has fallen into a snow disaster crisis.
Song Liyun's sleds were also ready, four in total.
She and Song Dekui each used a pair, and Balin could barely glide as he wanted to travel with the messenger of God.
Unexpectedly, the other spot was taken by Lin Qingyuan, who was the best skater among Song Dekui and Balin.
After arranging people to guard the camp, Lao Qian and his team continued to cut down trees and make sleds, and Song Liyun and the other three went out skiing.
Song Liyun guessed correctly. This sudden heavy snow not only trapped her, but also left anxious people everywhere on the Dilu grassland.
Two days' journey from Mount Kara, smoke was rising from a group of low tents.
At daybreak, Pingshan came out of the tent wearing a sheepskin robe.
Coming out from the warm place, the dense snow outside blurred his eyes and he almost plunged into the piled up snow wall.
Pingshan's face was gloomy, and he shouted in a hoarse voice: "Where are all the dead people? Who should clean up the snow? Lazy mules, I will peel off your skins."
As he shouted, the curtain of the tent next to him was lifted, and seven or eight men ran out with only their heads.
From the warm tent to the snowy ground, white mist suddenly swirled around their heads.
"Headmaster Pingshan, we didn't sleep last night. We were always piling up snow." Someone bent down and explained carefully.
Pingshan refused to listen and whipped out a cowhide whip from his waist, beating him all over the face while cursing: "You Wuchao pigs, all you do every day is eat and sleep. Who allowed you to sleep? You should have been clearing the snow all the time."
Those people lowered their heads and dared not hide, and could only let themselves be whipped until the blood flowed.
Seeing the blood, Pingshan felt better. He kicked the man in front and said, "If I see you slacking off again, none of you will survive."
After saying that, he went to the downwind side to defecate and pee.
The Wu Dynasty men didn't dare say a word. They silently helped the fallen man up, then grumbled through gritted teeth, "These Di barbarians, what does the Dongyue tribe's defeat have to do with us? They want to take their anger out on us brothers. Not only do they work every day, but they also find excuses to beat people up."
The man they were supporting was not a good person either. He had thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a face full of acne scars, and his eyes were full of fierceness.
He first signaled everyone to shut up, then looked around the surrounding tents and saw the curtains swaying. He knew someone was eavesdropping, so he raised his voice slightly and said, "Everyone, let's get to work! Chief Pingshan has taken us in and kept us alive in the tribe, providing us with food and shelter. We should be grateful."
As soon as he finished speaking, the curtains were lowered. Zhang Qishan grinned and wiped away the blood that had already flowed to the corners of his eyes, revealing a sinister smile.
They were from the Wu Dynasty, but they were not slaves. They came here willingly.
Five years ago, they kidnapped hundreds of young men from Suijin Town and sold them to the grasslands, earning a large sum of money.
After spending some money to bribe the upper echelons of the Dongyue tribe, he was granted protection as a long-term guest in the tribe.
Every day, several people eat delicious food and drink spicy drinks at the Xuyang grassland where the Di Lu royal court is located, sleep with hot Di women, and live a carefree life.
But since the Dongyue tribe's strength was greatly reduced and it split into two halves, Abli brought some of his people to the Mida Valley.
Zhang Qishan and his group who followed him began to have a hard time. Not only did they lose their prosperous and luxurious life, but they also had to face the issue of life and death.
After the first round of attack by the Wuda army, Zhang Qishan, seeing that the situation was not good, took his men and ran away.
They found the Pingshan tribe, which was quite powerful, and gave them some silver.
He thought he would be treated as a distinguished guest, but unexpectedly, not only were all his valuables confiscated, but he was also incorporated into the Qu tribe as a low-level slave soldier.
Now he has been sent to Kara Mountain to find the headquarters of the Uda Army.
Just find it.
According to the rules of the Di Lu people, the victor can freely enjoy the women and wealth of the Wuda tribe, and naturally can live a dissolute life for a period of time.
If he fails... Zhang Qishan has already decided that he will not fight to the death and will take the opportunity to escape.
Now that the Huangsha River is frozen, you can return to Suijin Town along the river.
After what happened five years ago, Suijin Town must have fallen into decline. Although life will be a little harder, it is better than sharing a tent with these smelly Di barbarians.
Now I still have some banknotes on me. As long as the situation is not serious, I can sneak into Qili County and find my old brothers to have fun.
No matter what, conquering the Wuda tribe is Zhang Qishan's last chance to change his fate.
(End of this chapter)
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