With Du Yu's recommendation and meeting him again, Yang Zheng had great confidence in Meng Guan.

After Du Yue retreated, Jiang Fane returned to the city to pay his respects, "There are fifteen tribes, twenty three kinds, and three hundred and seventy-five tribes of Qiang people in Xiping. My subordinates have contacted most of the leaders and are willing to obey the general's orders. However, they have been suppressed."

After the Wudai War, we are suffering from hunger and cold, and have no food for the winter. I hope the general can provide some relief."

Yang Zheng smiled bitterly in his heart, he was here to beg for food again, but his face remained calm, "Father-in-law, do you think I should give you this food?"

Jiang Fane was stunned for a moment and then said: "I think I should give it to you. The Xiping Qiang tribe has always obeyed the captain who protects the Qiang. In the past, there were Western Qiang righteous followers who often accompanied the Han army in battles. A little food can win the hearts of the Qiang tribe. It belongs to the Qiang tribe."

I think it’s worth it.”

"Okay, I'll help my father-in-law with this matter." There were no outsiders present, so Yang Zheng spoke to his father-in-law.

But Jiang Fanye never relied on others, "My subordinates will do their best."

"Has my father-in-law ever had contact with Qin Hu?"

"I have some understanding. After the Qin Hu in Huangzhong claimed to be Qin people, they were brave and good at fighting, and the surrounding Qiang people did not dare to provoke them. However, their nature was unruly. Since the end of the Han Dynasty, they gradually stopped interacting with the outside world. Zhang Jiyu, the governor of Liangzhou at that time,

Qin Hu was recruited, but Qin Hu refused. His subordinates sent people to contact him, but they could not get in and were driven away by them."

According to Jiang Fane, Qin Hu still has a bit of a petty personality.

However, if it is easy to be recruited, it will not be your turn.

There was great chaos at the end of the Han Dynasty, and Liangzhou was even more chaotic. First there were Han Sui, Ma Teng, then Qu Yan, Zhang Jin, Huang Hua, and later Song Jian.

Among them, those who are powerful are many times stronger than Yang Zheng.

Qin and Hu only drove them away but did not kill them, which shows that they still have a sense of proportion.

It would be best if we could talk.

"What do you think, father-in-law, if I go there myself?"

"Absolutely not. Qin and Hu are fierce and barbaric. The general is the support of the soldiers. How can he go to dangerous places in person?"

"If I, the captain who protects the Qiang, don't go, it will be useless for others to go." Yang Zheng almost understood Qin Hu's temperament.

"General, why don't you lead a large army to force surrender?"

"Since Qin and Hu are rebellious, we can only act sincerely, not forcefully."

Qin Hu is like a rebellious child. The more you force him, the more counterproductive it will be.

But if you get their hearts, they will become a sharp knife in your hand.

Having made up his mind, Yang Zheng immediately summoned more than a hundred soldiers, escorted five hundred stones of grain, prepared a cart of strong liquor, and rushed south to the gathering place of Qin and Hu.

Heavy snow has blocked roads and made it difficult to travel.

But Yang Zheng can't care about this, he seizes the time and seizes all opportunities to strengthen himself.

There is vast white snow along the way, and there are traces of foxes and wild wolves in the abandoned villages.

No trace of human beings.

Only ten miles out of the Western Capital City, it was already desolate and dilapidated.

Fortunately, after walking for more than thirty miles, we came across a fort and avoided the bad luck of sleeping in the wild mountains.

There were more than a dozen disabled old soldiers living in Wubao. They were shivering in the wind and snow. When they saw Yang Zheng, they struggled to kneel down and salute.

"General." An old soldier with a broken leg looked at Yang Zheng and smiled.

"Zhao Deng?" Yang Zheng almost didn't recognize him.

Two years ago, he was a strong young man, but now he has gray hair, his face is covered with wrinkles, and he is wearing a tattered fur coat. The blood stains on it have dried to black, and the exposed skin in many places is blue from the cold.

Yang Zheng felt sour in his heart and said, "Get some wine."

In this year of running around, I forgot about them.

Guo Huai suddenly rushed into Didao from Yuzhong and looted the grain and young men. Naturally, he looked down upon them.

The soldiers brought over a dozen jars of wine and poured a bowl for each person.

Zhao Deng drank it down.

Others drank it too.

After drinking wine, people feel warm and can speak more fluently. "While I still have some strength, I will support myself and come here to cultivate the land."

Yang Zheng also drank a bowl of wine and patted Zhao Deng on the shoulder, "This year has been tough, but next year it will be better."

"Thank you, General."

In the middle of the night, wolves howl one after another, disturbing people's dreams.

Between the howls of wolves, there was a faint sound of human crying.

Yang Zheng followed the sound and saw Zhao Deng's back.

The fate of a person is really mysterious. If Zhao Deng had not abandoned himself and escaped in Luo Valley, he would have become a captain like Yin Chun, Zhou Fang and Yuan Xiao.

Looking at these former leaders being promoted one by one, one can imagine the loss in my heart as I become a cripple.

Everyone is responsible for their own choices.

Yang Zheng did not bother him.

I spent the night in a daze with my eyes closed.

As soon as daybreak, we left Wubao.

After walking in the snow for three days, we finally arrived at the Qinhu tribe.

A large flag stands in the wind and snow in the valley.

The capital "Qin" is written in small seal script, which makes a hunting sound in the cold wind.

The main entrance was blocked by horses, trenches were dug, and the formation was prepared.

A cavalry galloped out of it, wearing black armor and long swords, and a tall horse. Although the armor was already tattered and dirty, the spirit of bravery came with the cold wind, "Who are you?"

He spoke Chinese, but his accent was a little weird.

"The Wei Dynasty protects the Qiang Colonel's Mansion and is here to provide food relief!" Yang Zheng secretly cheered for this knight.

No wonder he dares to play with knives with fans.

"Wei people?" The knight patted the horse with one hand and held the ChangGe tightly with the other hand. He slowly stepped forward vigilantly, his eyes wandering among a hundred personal guards, and suddenly his eyes sternly said, "Wei Jun!"

"Exactly!" Yang Zheng admitted frankly.

The knight looked back and forth at Yang Zheng, then looked back and forth between the grains, "Wait a moment."

Riding the horse back to the valley.

Not long after, more than a hundred infantrymen ran out of the valley. Like the cavalry, their armor was in tatters, and the long swords and swords and spears in their hands were all stained with rust.

Like an army forgotten in the long river of time.

Some people have Han Chinese faces, and some people have Hu Chinese faces.

"The Qin people are here, may I ask who you are?" The leader was a general in his thirties, with a majestic body. In such a cold weather, he was wearing a worn-out iron armor, and the left half of his body was wearing linen.

"Yang Zheng, the captain of the Qiang Protector of the Great Wei Dynasty, is here to pay a special visit to the Mongolian leader."

Meng Fei's eyes lit up, "The Colonel Protecting Qiang?"

Liu Heng and other personal guards pressed their hands on the handles of their swords and took a step forward.

"It's such a cold day, why don't you invite me to come in and sit down?" Yang Zheng said with a smile.

Meng Fei's eyes suddenly became complicated, "You are really a Colonel Protecting Qiang, why are you so young?"

"Shuzi, haven't you heard of my general's name?" Liu Heng yelled.

Yang Zheng had less than 10,000 troops and defeated Ye Wudai. After such a long time, Xiping should have heard about it.

Sure enough, Meng Fei's eyes were shocked, "Yang Zheng Yang Xingyun?"

"Exactly."

Meng Fei quickly dismounted and said, "It turns out to be General Yang, and he has an invitation."

The tense situation between the two sides immediately subsided.

The gate of the village opened, and Yang Zheng walked carelessly among the Qin and Hu troops, entering side by side with Meng Fei.

"The general killed Ye Wudai, and the northwest was shaken. We are destined to meet each other today." Meng Fei spoke in a refined manner, which was completely incompatible with his beast-like figure.

Walking with him, Yang Zheng also felt quite pressured.

It was as if there was a tiger dormant beside him.

How brave is such a person on the battlefield?

The Great Qin Tiger and Wolf should be like this!

"The general's surname is Meng. Could it be that he is the descendant of Meng, a general of the Great Qin Dynasty?"

Meng Ao, Meng Wu, Meng Tian, ​​three generations of ancestors and grandchildren fought for the Qin Dynasty.
To be continued...