A slight smile appeared on Lady Uya's lips.
The Mudan tribe was careless, and we certainly can't let our guard down any longer. Song Liyun's arrangement is just right.
She nodded solemnly and said, "Good, well said, you've arranged everything correctly!"
"Du Ze, gather our men immediately and prepare for battle, but don't make a fuss about it."
Also, please be informed that starting today, we will be spinning more cashmere yarn. Gather all the children and elderly in one tent. That's all; the rest of you will continue with your usual tasks.
Du Ze listened silently from the side, and nodded secretly when he heard Song Liyun's arrangement.
An incompetent general will exhaust his army; a good leader is one who remains calm and composed in the face of adversity.
From now on, Madam and Third Young Master will have a good helper.
After Du Ze left, Madam Wuya also stood up: "Ali, now that there are things going on in the tribe, I won't treat you as an outsider. With Granny Qi here, you can help take care of these guests and continue eating. I need to go to the camp to take a look."
Song Liyun stood up and said, "Madam, please let us know if you need anything. We are happy to help."
Song Dekui was already stunned. Seeing this, he quickly said, "Yes, if Madam has any instructions, we can help."
At this point, he stopped putting on airs as the father-in-law.
Lady Uya smiled and said, "Not for now. You all need to rest after traveling for so many days." With that, she left the tent.
Song Liyun opened her mouth, wanting to say that she and her group were eating and sleeping well every day and were not tired at all.
The unusual situation alerted Lin Qingyuan and Balin, but Song Liyun and the others were speaking softly, so they didn't feel comfortable interrupting to ask questions.
As soon as Madam Wuya left, Lin Qingyuan couldn't wait to ask Song Liyun, "What's wrong, Madam Wuya?"
Song Liyun glanced at the maid who was still by the tent, and without hiding anything from Lin Qingyuan and Balin, she whispered everything to them.
"The Uda tribe originally left a tribe called Mudan as a guard, and also notified Mudan to send people to defend it at the first opportunity. However... it seems that Mudan neglected his duties and went to the grassland to search for the tribes that had escaped, leaving not many people behind. If the enemy attacks now, they will not be able to provide timely assistance."
After listening to Song Liyun's brief explanation, Lin Qingyuan and Balin exchanged bewildered glances.
Lin Qingyuan was unaware of the Mudan tribe's affairs beforehand. He assumed that Madam Wuya's easy hospitality was due to prior preparation, and he thought it was just a minor matter.
Now, after hearing what Song Liyun said, he felt a chill run down his spine, worried that he might die here.
"Miss Song, we have already sent word. Is it appropriate for us to stay here any longer?"
Song Liyun tightened her belt and said calmly, "Young Master Lin, I'm going out to help, and I won't be leaving again."
She never considered quitting halfway through her journey once she entered Kara Mountain, let alone at this critical juncture.
Bahrain thumped his chest and declared, "Wherever the messenger of God is, there I, Bahrain, will be, and I will follow him to the death!"
He had long been impressed by Song Liyun's "divine skills," and now that he saw that Song Liyun was indeed the young mistress of the Wuda tribe, he was even more determined to follow her wholeheartedly.
Song Liyun waved her hand: "Stop talking about dying all the time. You can follow me, but first I'll have to test your sincerity."
Bahrain nodded repeatedly, quickly expressing his unwavering loyalty.
We can't eat this meal!
Song Liyun did not send a maid to inform Granny Qi to come over, but instead pulled a few people aside for a chat.
In the Wuda tribe, several horses were shuttling back and forth. Lady Wuya was riding on horseback, wanting to personally inspect the tribe's defenses, but Song Liyun stopped her halfway.
Song Liyun rode on a chrysanthemum-green horse, with Lao Yan, dressed in a horse coat, beside her.
Behind her were Song Dekui, Balin, Lin Qingyuan, and Lao Qian, whose expressions varied, along with Zhe Mao, who was still recovering from his injuries. All thirteen of them were present.
"Ali, what do you mean by this?" Madam Wuya asked.
“Madam, we have been traveling west of Kara Mountain these past few days and are somewhat familiar with that area. We can take charge of patrolling that area.”
Lady Uya fell silent; she did indeed need help.
Currently, the only tribe soldiers in the tribe who have actually seen battle are their own guards; the rest are ordinary herders.
Sending capable tribal soldiers on patrol would be a waste of both time and manpower.
Although Song Liyun was the young mistress of the tribe, she was not yet married and was a distinguished guest visiting for the first time. The Wuda tribe had no reason to allow a guest to offend her.
Just then, Granny Qi and Yuquan rode over at full speed.
Granny Qi was clearly unable to withstand the freezing weather outside, so Yuquan wrapped her in a felt blanket and lay prone on the horse's back.
When the horse arrived in front of Song Liyun, Granny Qi didn't speak to Madam Wuya, but just stared blankly at Song Liyun.
Song Liyun was startled by her expression.
At this moment, Granny Qi's face showed a mixture of joy and sorrow, surprise and delight, tears streaming down her face as she murmured to herself, clutching a milky-white bracelet in her hand.
When she reached Song Liyun, Granny Qi struggled to dismount.
Seeing that she was having difficulty moving, Song Liyun quickly dismounted and helped her up: "Granny, you don't need to dismount. What do you want to tell me?"
Granny Qi grabbed Song Liyun and exclaimed, "Thank God! You really are our fairy!"
Song Liyun pursed her lips and looked at Yuquan, who was standing beside her with tears in her eyes: her secret had been revealed!
When they met in the snow forest, Song Liyun had demonstrated the storage function of the "lucky bag" to Yuquan and the others.
She knew that Yuquan would definitely tell the madam and the nanny, and that she would also choose a suitable time to show it, but she didn't want it to be under the current circumstances.
That's a bit too ostentatious and showy.
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