At this moment, a snow tribe leader quickly walked in, clasped his fists and said, "Reported to Su Shuai, you have contacted General Wang He's headquarters."

"Oh?" Su Yi was excited: "Where are they now?"

"Around Baizhashan." The leader said, explaining: "General He, the former king, wanted to cross this mountain and go around the rear of the Xirong Army, but an accident happened. He was poisoned by the miasma in the mountains. Fortunately, he was a local mother.

Rescued."

"Baizhushan..." Su Yi looked at the map, found the location, and said, "All the soldiers are fine, are they?"

"It's all okay, but the physical strength has not recovered yet." The leader returned.

"Well, my mother..." Su Yi pondered for a moment, and after clicking the map, he didn't raise his head: "I'll send Wang He to rest and march northwest and meet with our troops outside Rongdu."

"Yes!" The leader took the order and left.

The mother tribe.

There are 20,000 or 30,000 maids living in this area. They shed sheep and horses every day. There is no special situation and will basically not leave the tribe. They will be peaceful and peaceful.

It can be said that this tribe has saved lives to more than 4,000 Qin soldiers.

Therefore, after recovering a little physical strength, Wang He ordered the army not to disturb the people of the mother tribe, and led his troops to temporarily set up some tents nearby for rest.

The Qin army soldiers were grateful to the mothers. In the past two days, they would help them do some work and deal with some chores from time to time.

At the beginning, the mothers were somewhat afraid of the rescue of the Qin army, but with the enthusiasm of the soldiers, people gradually let go of their guards and got along very well.

It is lunch time, and the Qin army has already formed a group of ten people, setting up a pot to make rice.

In the military tent, Wang He sat behind several cases and was looking at the military map.

Soon, the soldiers outside the tent entered, bent down and fisted, saying, "General, Yaruo and Tara are here."

Yaruo is the girl of the maid tribe. This name means moon in her clan. Tara is the brother of the previous young man and the girl, and is also the successor of the next patriarch of the maid tribe.

Without this brother and sister, Wang He and more than 4,000 soldiers would probably be in danger, so he immediately stood up: "Please."

After he took a few steps, Tara and Yaruo were also taken into the tent by soldiers, followed by several maids, carrying one of them roasted whole lamb and two jars of milk wine.

Seeing these, Wang He couldn't help but wonder: "Brother Tara, you are..."

"Our mothers always bring out their best things when they entertain foreign guests." Tara said directly.

Wang He understood and felt warm in his heart: "Brother Tara, this is not possible. Your mother has already saved us, and we live here for the time being, so we can't bother..."

Tara interrupted him: "You Central Plains people just like these politeness, it's just our custom."

"Yes, Brother Wang, if you help us, we will treat you as friends, so don't be polite." Yaruo said, and it is not difficult to see from this that the mother tribe is very simple.

"This, this, I feel ashamed..." Wang He felt a little embarrassed.

He didn't understand the mother tribe, but seeing that the brother and sister insisted on it, he couldn't refuse anymore. He quickly ordered the soldiers: "Hurry, take out all the stored wine and meat."

"No." The soldier took the order and left.

After Tara ordered people to put the roasted sheep, they began to say goodbye to Wang He.

"Brother Tara, stay." The latter quickly called him and said, "Since you are here, why not drink a few drinks."

"No, General Wang is slow to use it. I have already delivered my thoughts on behalf of the mother tribe, so I won't disturb you." Tara said.

"What's the matter? Your mother is hospitable, and we in Zhongyuan are the same. We must keep our friends for dinner." Wang He smiled and said, "You didn't say that we Zhongyuan people are polite, but you can be polite, so you can be polite as well."

Now?"

"This, okay." Tara had no choice but to respond.

"Please sit down quickly." Wang He seemed very happy and quickly stretched out his hand.

Everyone sat down with the guests and hosts, waiting for the food and food to come. Looking at the dishes and rice in front of them, Yaruo's beautiful big eyes were full of curiosity, and her index fingers were also thrust.

The mothers are nomadic peoples, and their main food is beef and mutton, as well as some dairy foods. Due to the long grazing cycle and the plunder of Bai Rong, their lives are actually very difficult, and beef and mutton are also a luxury.

It is impossible to eat it every day, but it is already very precious to be served roasted lamb.

Seeing the girl's appearance, Wang He reached out with a smile and said, "Miss Yaruo, please use it quickly."

"Then I'm not polite." Yaruo was very lively. He made some dishes and mixed rice. While eating, he bulged his cheeks and said, "Brother, it smells so good."

"No one is eating." Tara glared at her. Thinking of the recent interaction between the tribe and the Qin army, he also picked up the wine glass, drank Wang He and said, "General Wang, I have a reluctant request.

, I don’t know if your army can teach us how to farm.”

"It's OK, but the farming process is quite troublesome and it can't be explained clearly in just one or two sentences. And I have military affairs." Wang He pondered for a moment and said, "In this way, wait until the war is over,

I will report to the king immediately that I will take this matter to heart.”

"Okay." Tara was slightly disappointed.

The meal was very harmonious. The girl Yaruo looked very happy and praised the food from time to time.

After the meal was almost done, Wang He also said tentatively: "Brother Tara, I also have a heartless request. I hope you can help us through Baizha Mountain."

"There is no problem to pass Baizha Mountain, but..." Tara glanced at Wang He, "I have a condition."

"Please speak." Wang He stretched out his hand slightly. The mother lived in this area and had a way to pass. Crossing Baizha Mountain would save hundreds of miles for the Qin army, which would be beneficial to the military, as long as the conditions were not too

Too much is completely acceptable.

But Tara said, "You and I will fight against each other. If you can defeat me, I will take you across the mountain."

Wang He was stunned.

Yaruo said anxiously: "Brother, what are you doing!"

Tara raised her hand and interrupted her sister.

Wrestling is equivalent to fighting with bare hands.

After being stunned, Wang He reacted. In order to march, he had no reason not to agree. He immediately said, "Okay, since the Tara brothers are interested, I will ask for advice."

"Then let's go." Tara stood up directly.

"Please." Wang He then stood up and stretched out his hand.

The two walked out of the tent, and Yaruo quickly stood up with an anxious look on his face: "Brother!"

She couldn't understand. The two of them were drinking together just now and had a great time talking, but now they are fighting again.

Tara ignores it.
Chapter completed!