Because they were short of horses, the horses that originally belonged to them were stolen by the Di people. The two of them had to ask for help, otherwise they would be abandoned as a burden.
Zhang Qishan gritted his teeth, suppressing his anger, and said to Ping Shan in a humble voice, "Chief Ping Shan, please allow me to take these two people away."
Ping Shan glanced at him sideways: "If you drag us down, you'll die too."
Zhang Qishan forced a smile: "I dare not delay the chief's important matters, and I will do my best to serve him."
Bawan rode over from the side and looked at the two wounded soldiers: "Take them if you want! But they have to walk on their own, they can't ride horses."
We'll be fighting when we get to Kara Mountain, and the horses will be too tired to fight.
Zhang Qishan hesitated for a moment, but seeing the two men trembling and pleading, he still agreed.
So, as the dozens of horses set off, the two wounded soldiers could only trot along behind Zhang Qishan's horse.
These two men were kidnapped by Zhang Qishan himself from Suijin Town, but it was done so secretly that no one knew it was him.
Bringing it along now isn't out of soft-heartedness or a sudden pang of conscience; it's simply to have an extra meat shield during the fight.
Ping Shan's careful efforts paid off, and they narrowly missed Lady Uya, who was waiting for them in the Mudan tribe.
Just a few days later, he suffered a setback in the Uda tribe and learned the inside story. Ping Shan was so regretful that he almost vomited blood.
On the other side, Song Dekui was still cursing and swearing. He only managed to get away after kicking away Lin Qingyuan, who was shamelessly trying to follow him all the way.
The snow that night covered the grassland again, making it impossible to see the ground.
In unfamiliar terrain, even horses and humans dared not run fast.
Fortunately, with Lao Ma leading the way, everyone didn't have to worry too much.
An hour later, the sun, devoid of heat, hung high in the sky.
Song Dekui and Balin, among others, were already eating dried meat as a snack.
Song Liyun rode her horse to the highest point beside her, intending to end her patrol there.
She took out her binoculars and observed again, and this time she discovered the situation.
A group of people is coming!
"Uncle Kui! Balin! There seems to be someone over there!" Song Liyun shouted.
Down the gentle slope, Song Dekui and Balin abandoned their horses and hurried up.
The two men looked through their binoculars and their expressions changed drastically.
Song Dekui was startled by the group of tribal soldiers in the camera lens. At a glance, nearly a hundred people filled his field of vision.
Bahrain was using a telescope for the first time. Before he could adjust to the sudden change in distance, he was startled by the gleaming scimitar that suddenly appeared closer, turning his face ashen and feeling dizzy.
"Ugh... Ugh!"
The water he had just drunk came out of his nose and he vomited until tears streamed down his face.
Song Dekui's voice trembled as he said, "Didn't you say there wouldn't be any enemy attacks from this direction? How... how could this happen? Xiaoyun, let's run!"
The situation is very clear: no tribe soldiers from the Uda tribe have appeared in this direction, and the Mudan tribe is on the other side; only enemies have appeared so far.
Song Liyun's expression was also not good.
Lady Uya agreed to let her go on patrol because the direction she came from was the Mida River Valley, so she was allowed to walk around the east side of Kara Mountain, which was not far away.
But how could I be so lucky? Just as I was about to stop and head back, I ran into them head-on.
She raised her binoculars to observe again, and the more she looked, the more alarmed she became. The long cavalry seemed to have an uncountable number of people.
A hundred people standing together don't give off a very large presence, but the oppressive feeling of a hundred horses trampling through the snow is suffocating.
Song Liyun tried to calm herself down and quickly calculated the approximate number of people.
When Song Dekui realized that his words had not attracted Song Liyun's attention, but instead made her stop and not leave, he became so anxious that he scratched his head and cheeks.
"Xiaoyun, hurry! Let's go! If we get spotted, we won't be able to escape."
Balin, who was standing next to him, vomited a few times before recovering. He glanced at the binoculars with fear: he couldn't handle such a magical object.
Song Liyun counted the number of people and was secretly shocked; the other side had at least seventy people.
There are only fourteen people on our side.
Even if Lao Qian and his men had some means of self-preservation, they couldn't possibly escape unscathed from an attack by seventy people.
We must retreat immediately and report back.
Song Liyun said to the group of people who were staring at her expectantly, "The other party is still ten miles away. At their speed, it will take them another half an hour to get here."
We need to hurry back to camp, dismantle the prefabricated houses, and also inform Lin Qingyuan and the others that they cannot return.
The enemy horses are now moving forward slowly, at a speed similar to that of a person walking.
Song Dekui glanced at the snow beneath his feet, trampled by horses: "What do we do with this place? Should we cover up the marks?"
If you cover up the footprints, will the other person not be able to find them?
This is what he heard Wu Dan say; Wu Dan hid in the snow like this back then without him noticing.
Song Liyun shook her head: "It's too late. Even if we cover up the footprints, judging from the direction they're heading, they're also coming this way."
Instead of wasting time here, we should find everyone quickly and return to the Uda tribe immediately.
Run! What are you waiting for!
On the vast, unobstructed snowfield, there wasn't even a place to hide. The enemy only needed to get a little closer to discover them.
So Song Liyun and the others all mounted their horses and galloped away along the way they had come.
Song Liyun estimated that it would take half an hour to get here, but in fact, only a quarter of an hour had passed before scouts discovered the traces they had left behind.
A horse quickly approached Ping Shan: "Chief, there were five horses that stopped on the hillside ahead. Their footprints haven't been blown away by the wind yet, so they must have left not long ago."
Before Ping Shan could respond, Ba Wan rode forward on horseback: "Chief, this place is not far from Kara Mountain. It's probably just the Uda tribe out hunting and patrolling. We should capture them and find out about the situation of the Uda tribe. I'll lead the men to chase after them."
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