The Pingshan tribe was a medium-sized tribe and used to be quite powerful; otherwise, I wouldn't have gone there.
The old man's elite troops were all lost, but Ping Shan's eighty cavalrymen are now a formidable fighting force.
Although they weren't invincible in the Mida River Valley, they were still a powerful army that could dominate small tribes.
If I could establish myself uprightly in the Ping Shan tribe, I wouldn't need to sneak back to the Wu Dynasty like a rat...
Even if the Ping Shan tribe is incompetent, I can still use this cavalry to fight the Wuda tribe to a standstill, and then I can take the opportunity to plunder some resources before slipping away.
While envisioning a bright future, Zhang Qishan calmly described the war to Ping Shan.
From probing attacks and feigned assaults to cautious attacks, and then to how to win over the nobles of the Uda tribe and make them obedient.
Every step was perfectly reasonable, and in Zhang Qishan's words, the Wuda tribe was already his.
Not only did Ping Shan nod vigorously in agreement, but even the clansmen around him couldn't utter a single word of dissent.
"Okay, we'll do it your way. Hey! Your name is Zhang Qishan, right? How come I never realized you were such a talented person before!"
Ping Shan patted Zhang Qishan hard on the back with his hand, looking very satisfied.
Zhang Qishan lowered his head, concealing the greed in his eyes, and said humbly, "I am willing to serve the chieftain like a dog or a horse!"
Ping Shan laughed loudly: "Dogs and horses? No, no, no, you don't need to be a dog, nor do you need to carry me. You just need to use your brain."
If things aren't as you say, I'll chop off your clever head right now!
Before Zhang Qishan's joy had even subsided, a sudden chill ran through him as he realized something seemed amiss!
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