The women of the tribe were busy drawing water from the deep well next to them and pouring it over the tents.
Thick felt cloth, when wet, can block some of the arrows and is also effective against fire arrows.
They also collected snow from various places to cover the piles of hay, which would protect the hay from being burned immediately.
The woven carpets and cashmere yarn were also moved out of the tent and scattered throughout the valley.
Everyone wore expressions of anxiety and unease, yet they remained calm and composed amidst the chaos. They were experienced in such matters and handled the situation with composure.
Only the children were affected by this oppressive atmosphere, crying out from time to time, only to have their mouths and noses covered by adults in the blink of an eye.
The wooden gate at the mouth of the valley opened, and Elder Shan, who was nearly sixty years old, took the lead and rode his horse into the night wind.
Behind him were a sparse dozen or so riders, elite soldiers drawn from the guards.
The tribal soldiers had already been taken away by Zhao Tingduo, leaving behind only herdsmen who carried sheep whips.
At this time, all the herdsmen also took bows, arrows and wooden guns and stood guard behind the wooden fence. Elder Shan could only take these ten or so people with him.
The Uda tribe, like a hedgehog, instantly straightened every quill, determined to teach those who dared to provoke them a lesson they would never forget.
At this time, a team was also traveling through the night across the hundred-mile stretch.
After Bawan died, another person appeared by Pingshan's side.
Zhang Qishan's respectful, humble, hardworking, and proactive attitude quickly won over the chieftain Ping Shan, who allowed him to stay by his side.
“Chief Pingshan, the Wuda tribe and the Pingshan tribe are mortal enemies and must be avenged, but we cannot let the Wuda tribe get away with it.”
Ping Shan blinked his sleepy eyes and glared at him: "Speak your mind, or shut up. You Wu Chao pigs can't even say a single straight word."
After traveling for two hours through the night, he calmed down from his initial anger and realized that his exhausted soldiers were no match for the enemy.
Some harsh words have already been said, and it's too embarrassing to go back on them now.
He once said that he would conquer the Uda tribe at dawn.
Zhang Qishan said sincerely, "Chief, we can rest outside Kara Mountain for a while. When we see that there are troops outside, the Wuda tribe will definitely be thrown into chaos. Then we can attack."
No sooner had he finished speaking than another Di tribesman next to Ping Shan lashed out with a whip: "You bastard, you're trying to harm us! The Uda tribe killed Bawan, so the news has already leaked."
"If we can't take Kara Valley as quickly as possible, and if the Mudan tribe manages to outflank us from behind, we won't be able to escape even if we had wings."
Zhang Qishan's face was bleeding from the beating, but he still gritted his teeth and said, "Chief Pingshan, we need to rest before we can continue our journey. The Wuda tribe is best at defensive warfare. If we rush into an attack, we will only be throwing our lives away."
"You're talking nonsense. Everyone knows that Ashileduo's greatest strength is direct attack. Several tribes were scattered by his troops. When did he become good at defensive warfare?"
The clansman next to Ping Shan wanted to attack Zhang Qishan again, but Ping Shan stopped him.
"Tell me, how come the Wuda tribe is so good at defensive warfare? I've never heard of it before," Ping Shan stopped his horse and tilted his head to look at the talkative Wu Chao slave soldier.
He wanted to hear more, but Zhang Qishan stopped talking and said, "Chief, there is a sheltered place ahead. Why don't you warriors rest for a while and let the horses relax?"
Someone just reported that there is a small river ahead. Although the river is frozen, the snow there is shallow enough to graze horses.
Ping Shan pondered for a moment, then said to the tribal soldiers beside him, "Tell them to set up camp by the water for an hour, and then depart at dawn."
As soon as the order was issued, there was a burst of jubilation. The people of Pingshan were happy that they could rest, and excited about the imminent attack on the Wuda tribe.
My wallet is about to be full again.
During the break, Zhang Qishan stuffed himself with dried meat while telling Ping Shan about the situation of the Wuda tribe.
After leaving Broken Gold Town, he wandered around the Sunrise Ranch where the Di Lu Royal Court was located.
There are countless tribes of all sizes on the grasslands, and Zhang Qishan knows a few of them well, as they are related to the Wu Dynasty.
In particular, the Wuda tribe, which was involved with the Zhenbei Army, was his most concerned target.
After all, he was partly responsible for the heinous crime of the disappearance of thousands of people in Suijin Town, which caused the Zhenbei Army to be suppressed by the imperial court for so many years.
He explained in detail the relationship between the Wuda tribe and the Wuchao Zhenbei Army, as well as the young lord who led the troops in a fierce battle with the Dongyue main force and vassal tribes.
They even claimed that the Uda tribe's tactics were learned from the Zhenbei Army.
The Zhenbei Army excels at defensive warfare.
Now that the Wuda tribe has mastered this strategy, as long as they stay in their camp and don't come out, the Pingshan tribe won't be able to find a way out.
Ping Shan had never been involved in tribal affairs before and was unfamiliar with the Wu Dynasty. He had only learned about the Wuda tribe in the last few months.
Upon hearing that a year ago, Abli of the Dongyue tribe had fallen into the trap of the Wuda tribe and had over a hundred riders shot dead by the river, his expression immediately changed.
But as soon as they made contact with the Uda tribe, they lost one of their brothers.
Is this also a form of "defensive warfare"?
Zhang Qishan's explanation and analysis of the Wuda tribe and its current situation were much more pertinent than Bawan's.
Ping Shan trusted Zhang Qishan even more and immediately asked him what to do next.
When Zhang Qishan saw that Ping Shan was actually asking him what to do, his heart started racing.
On the way, he only thought about breaking away from Pingshan tribe halfway and sneaking back to Wu Dynasty with a few brothers.
But at this moment his thoughts changed, and countless ideas rushed over.
With Ba Wan dead, Ping Shan, that brute, lost his mind and even came to ask me what to do.
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