Chapter 413: Mom beats Shanbu

The eldest brother was obviously very depressed by the harsh environment. It was said that they slept in a tent on the roadside at night, waiting for the road to open to rush for the goods.

There is no entertainment, only endless waiting, simple daily necessities, and intermittent communication.

The eldest brother calls himself Lin, has a beard and sideburns, and is very talkative.

Tang Jun saw that the road into the mountain was blocked. Although he located the target of the trip on the map in his mind based on the information he had, he still could not accurately understand the situation in the mountain.

It just so happens that Brother Lin is known as the know-it-all here. According to him, after more than ten years of driving sports cars in this mountain, there is nothing he doesn't know.

So Tang Jun had an idea and immediately organized a bonfire dinner, inviting several drivers to join in and gather information.

This group of hard-working drivers really didn't think that the information in this poor ravine could bring any danger. After a round of wine and meat, Tang Jun knew the general information he wanted to know.

From this road, go north for more than ten kilometers and you will enter a small town. After passing through the town, continue north for fifty kilometers and then turn west. Less than a hundred kilometers away, you will reach the destination of this time, Mada Mountain.

Brother Lin couldn't tell why it was called Ma Da Shan. He just said that this is how Vietnamese people pronounce it. No one knew what it meant.

There is a village in Mada Mountain, which is very large. People live there all year round and refuse to leave the mountain. The population is only a few tens of thousands.

Tang Jun calculated in his mind that it would be no big deal to walk more than 300 miles. The men he brought with him were all strong and healthy people, except for two girls.

At worst, they have to be carried on their backs, otherwise they will continue to wait for who knows how long.

It was decided that Tang Jun would camp on the roadside that night and stay with the four driver brothers for one night. After breakfast the next day, he threw the car to the roadside and led everyone on the road.

Brother Lin had a very good impression of Tang Jun. He watched the group of people walk far away and still waved.

A colleague next to him said: "Old Lin, why don't I look at these people as good people? Why do you think he brought such a girl into the mountains?"

"You don't care what he does. Anyway, they invited us to drink and eat meat. At least we have this kind of kindness."

Lao Lin didn't care very much. He had been out and about all year round, and had long been accustomed to many seemingly disharmonious things.

"Have you seen it? Those bodyguards seem to have professional backgrounds. I'm afraid they are not simple."

"How dare you simply enter this mountain! I said, old dog, please contact the company again quickly. If the road is blocked again, I won't wait any longer. Drive the car back and wait until the road is clear before coming back. I have suffered enough from this crime.

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The road is indeed very painful!

According to Tang Jun's thinking, it shouldn't be difficult if the car can't get in, but people who have never walked on mountain roads will never know that the roads in the mountains are not roads at all!

When they arrived at the town, Tang Jun frantically purchased supplies, and then set off with his people. The first fifty kilometers as Lao Lin said was not bad, at least it was indeed a road open to traffic. Of course, it was not the rainy season.

But there is no problem walking now, although everyone is covered in mud from walking.

After passing the intersection and turning westbound, we really encountered huge difficulties.

After walking for three to five miles, there are hills one after another in front of you. There is no way to pass in the valley bottom. They are all mixed yellow rivers. You can only climb over mountains and ridges. Every time you climb over a hill, you have to cross a river.

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These hills are all made of dirt. The rain has washed the mountains into an extremely muddy state. When you step down, your ankles are almost gone. They are also extremely slippery. When you climb up, there is no force on your feet. When you go down the mountain, you can't stop.

Even those subordinates who came with them and had a good force value could not help but roll over and get covered in mud.

I thought it would be an easy three hundred miles, but after walking for two days, I only walked one hundred and fifty miles.

And the next night, it actually rained!

Although there was a tent for shelter, the camp they set up on the top of the hillside was extremely cold due to the night rain and the mountain wind. Na'erduo was the youngest, single and frail, and she couldn't bear it after two days of hard work.

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Tang Jun was also very annoyed. If there was such trouble in China, he would just mobilize a few helicopters and transport thousands of people there in two days.

The mountainous areas in northern Vietnam are really difficult to deal with! No wonder the People's Liberation Army's large corps took turns to attack, and after several years of fighting, they were unable to pacify this tiny land.

I persisted all night and didn't rush to set off early the next morning. I didn't continue until the sun rose high.

What's so good about this barren land and rivers, the residents of those tribes would rather die there than leave!

After trekking for another two days, Tang Jun and the others finally saw a village appearing in the distance after climbing a mountain ridge.

In four days, they didn't encounter a single living person at all. This place was much more dangerous than Mount Shennong.

Most of the villages are located on mountain ridges, and some are on relatively gentle mountainside. There is basically one on every hill you can see.

This is the Moma Mountain Tribe!

Tang Jun's eyes were fixed on the hilltop with red tiles and white walls in the distance.

Most of the houses on the other hills are made of wood and wood, only that side looks like there are some brick buildings.

The r you are looking for should be there, she is a big shot in this tribe.

Wangshan is a dead horse! It looked like it was not far away, but it would take a long time to actually reach the place. Tang Jun was not in a hurry and took the people to take a good rest before setting off.

Now I can finally see someone!

It's just that the mountain people they encountered on the road were mostly dressed in black and were basically thin in stature. They were very wary of this group of people and were far less enthusiastic than the Vietnamese outside.

After walking for more than five hours, we arrived at the base of the main peak, which is Mada Mountain.

Unexpectedly, there is a small market at the foot of the mountain, which is much denser than elsewhere.

Tang Jun looked at the embarrassment of his men and made a decision that everyone unanimously supported!

They found an open space and set up two tents. Tang Jun took out some clothes from the system space, and everyone did a simple wash and change inside.

I have to say that this decision was wise. Even though these people looked exhausted, they immediately looked very energetic after changing their clothes. At least in this market with the main theme of black, this team simply stood out from the crowd.

The next step is to find someone who can speak Chinese. Tang Jun is not very protective of the fantasy. The mountain people here have refused to leave the mountains for generations. I am afraid it will be difficult to find a translator who can speak Chinese. He regrets that he did not think of this.

, now I’m thinking of finding it temporarily, but I’m afraid it won’t be easy.

Not wanting the outcome to be unexpected, several of my subordinates asked around and found that there were actually several people who could speak Chinese in the market. When they inquired, it turned out that the currency circulating in the market was RMB!

What the hell is this?

Is there anything more strange than this in the remote mountains of a foreign country?

An old man wearing a black robe, a blue cloth headband, a white beard, a thin face, and a cane was hired as a guide. Because he spoke fluent Chinese, there was no barrier to communication with Tang Jun and the others.

R is a very famous person in this tribe and lives on the mountain in front of him. Tang Jun asked the old man to take them there.

The price was very small, so small that Tang Jun was embarrassed to take action, because he only needed two hundred yuan, and he looked very embarrassed.

Tang Jun's group was undoubtedly very ostentatious, attracting countless strange looks along the way.

The old man was very talkative, and during the conversation, Tang Jun learned that the Mada Mountain tribe actually originated from the Chinese Civil War a year ago.

At first, six defeated troops entered Vietnam and planned to retreat to Taiwan.

Unfortunately, Vietnam was a French colony at that time, so these six soldiers were forced to lay down their weapons and stay under the protection of the French.

The history is hard to describe in a nutshell, but in short, the predecessor of this one is thousands of people from a certain Hunan Army. They occupied Mada Mountain and refused to obey the French army and established themselves as kings.

This ancient mountain forest gave this group of soldiers the soil to survive. The soldiers took root and gradually integrated into the life of Vietnam. They married local indigenous women as wives, passed on the family line, and spread their branches. There were thousands of them back then.

, developed into a tribe with a population of tens of thousands now.

After experiencing the Vietnam-France War, the U.S.-Vietnam War, the Sino-Vietnam War, etc., it has been passed down for generations and has long since ceased to be the Chinese tradition of the past.

This old man is the second generation descendant of those who died in the past, so he knows very well, but the following generations may not remember their Chinese ancestry.

Tang Jun lamented the pain caused by the war and finally reached the top of the mountain.

This is the white wall and red tiles we saw before.

There are conspicuous roads connecting this building complex. The old man pointed to a two-story building in the middle and said to Tang Jun: "Boss, that is R's home."

Tang Jun already knew that r was the granddaughter of a certain battalion commander in the former headquarters of the Communist Party of China. She had a high status in the tribe. Because she was of Vietnamese Loulou descent, she was also respected by the local indigenous people.

But Tang Jun knew that this dollar elder sister had an even more awesome skill, her absolute frost power that could be hidden.

The old man did not follow, so Tang Jun and his entourage went to knock on the door.

The yard is very big, at least much bigger than it looks. The bluestone wall is only over one meter high. There are two vegetable gardens on both sides of the front yard, and a large area behind the small building is planted with rice.

The person who opened the door was a girl of thirteen or fourteen, who looked a bit like Naerduo. She stared at the group of visitors with wide eyes, but she was not afraid of strangers when she spoke.

"You're looking for my mother? Who are you? Okay, wait a minute."
Chapter completed!