Qi Zihao reacted the fastest. He had already drawn the weapon in his hand, looking straight ahead, but his ears were alertly paying attention to the sounds from all directions.
Yan San's hidden weapon had also slipped from his sleeve and fallen into his hand, but his eyes were fixed on Qi Fei. If he made any move, he would immediately kill him.
But the surprise on Qi Fei's face didn't seem to be fake, and he was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses.
"This really has nothing to do with me." Qi Fei raised his hands to show his innocence and said in a sincere tone.
The soldier who flew off the horse in front was injured in an unknown place. He lay on the ground and groaned for a long time, but there was no reaction from the surroundings.
Qi Zihao observed for a while and then ordered someone to go up and carry the person back.
He personally stepped forward to check the trip rope and said, "This thing has been installed here for a while. The roots of the wooden sticks next to it are almost rotten, otherwise the strength would not be so weak."
If you encounter a snagging rope when marching in a hurry, it will result in casualties and casualties.
This is because the man who was exploring the road just now was not very fast, and the wooden sticks on both sides of the trip rope were somewhat rotten and broke under a little force. The soldier who flew out only broke his leg and saved his life.
Hearing this, Qi Fei suddenly said: "Can you show it to me?"
Qi Zihao threw him the wooden stick tied with a rope in his hand.
Qi Fei stretched out his hand to catch it, and recognized the method of tying the rope buckle at a glance. He frowned and said, "The method of tying this rope buckle is a common method used by the Wuman people. The tripping horse rope may be used to prevent the Xirong people."
The Wubarians live in the deep mountains and have no way of riding horses. Everyone is accustomed to walking and often sets traps for hunting.
The Xirong people are famous for being good at riding and shooting.
It would make sense to say that this was set up by the Wubarians to escape the pursuit of the Xirong people.
"Everyone spread out and search again to see if there are any other traps." Qi Zihao ordered.
Qi Fei asked: "Can I go down and take a look?"
Yan San got off his horse and said, "I'll go with you."
Qi Fei knew that they were still wary of him, but he didn't express dissatisfaction.
He knew more about the habits of the Wuman people and quickly found several traps.
Without exception, they were all quite old, and there was a rabbit in one of the traps that had been dead for many days.
Qi Fei turned around again and said: "There should be no other traps."
Qi Zihao also believed at this time that these things were not used against him, and Qi Fei's attitude softened a lot: "Then do you need me to help you look for any Wuman tribesmen nearby?"
Qi Fei shook his head and said: "No need, they haven't come back to see the trap, which proves that they have either encountered something unexpected, or they have changed places long ago. Looking nearby is in vain. Let's go on our way first.
"There is an abandoned stockade a little way further. Although all the people have fled, the houses are still there, which is suitable for you to temporarily camp.
"After we get there, I'll go back to the city and ask Jialin to come out. Maybe it would be better for him to talk to you about some things."
Everyone hurried for a while and finally arrived at the stockade Qi Fei mentioned before it got completely dark.
Although the village looks a little dilapidated, most of the buildings are still standing.
Qi Zihao did not rush to let his men in, but instead gave the order to camp on the spot.
It was getting late at this time, so entering the village rashly was not a good choice.
Qi Fei knew his concerns in his heart, so he did not try to persuade him. He just said: "Then I will say goodbye to you two. I will bring Jia Lin over as soon as possible after I return."
Qi Zihao raised three fingers and said: "We will wait for you for three days. If you don't come after three days, we will leave."
"Okay!" Qi Fei thought about it in his mind and agreed.
Jia Lin is still just the heir to the Ghost Lord, and there are still several elders keeping an eye on him, so it's not as easy for him to move around, but it shouldn't be a problem to take the time to come over.
After Qi Fei left, watching the others quickly setting up camp, Qi Zihao walked up to Yan San and said, "What kind of medicine do you think Qi Fei and that Jia Lin are selling in the gourd?"
"I think Jialin may want to change the living conditions of the Wuman people and want to stay in Juzhou instead of going back to the mountains."
Yan San had had such an idea before when he was in Juzhou. Now he slowly said it and his thoughts became clearer.
"Look at Jia Lin, he is not only good friends with Qi Fei, he also learns our Da Qi Mandarin, and now he actively wants to contact us. I think his purpose is quite obvious.
"As for the Ghost Lord and several of their elders, they should be conservative. After Jia Lin's leg injury recovers, they still want to return to their original life in the mountains.
"Only in this way can we explain why Jialin wants to contact us and confront Xirong. After all, only by coexisting peacefully with us and driving the Xirong people out can they stay in Juzhou with peace of mind."
Qi Zihao nodded when he heard this and said: "That's true, but now that the appearance of the Xirong people has caused the disappearance and death of the Wuman people, Jia Lin should be under great pressure if he wants to fight against the ghost master and elders on his own.
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"This is not an issue we should consider." Yan San stood up and said, "If I have to choose one of the two to be my neighbor, then I would rather be the Wuman tribe than the Xirong people."
Qi Zihao's face became solemn and he said: "As long as I am still here, I will never let the Xirong people come over."
That night, everyone slept at the redemption area outside the stockade. After dawn the next day, Qi Zihao led people into the stockade for a careful inspection. Nothing unusual was found. On the contrary, they found a few refugees in the stockade.
After understanding the situation and letting the people go, Qi Zihao finally ordered the soldiers to enter the stockade for repairs.
The scale of this village is not too big, and it is a bit reluctant to hold 500 people inside. Fortunately, when we are away from home, everyone doesn't have much to criticize.
Especially now that it is getting colder day by day, even if the soldiers are not squeamish people, it is better to have a shelter from the wind and rain than to sleep in the wilderness.
Qi Zihao only waited for one day. As soon as it got dark the next day, Qi Fei brought Jia Lin over.
The two of them only brought two guards, and four people came over lightly on horseback.
At this time, Jialin's leg had basically healed. Except for the movement of turning over and dismounting from the horse, which was still a little awkward, it was no longer obvious from his walking that he had suffered such a serious injury.
When Jia Lin saw Qi Zihao and Yan San, he first came up and bowed to the Wuman tribe, and said in Mandarin with a slight accent: "I've offended you two a lot before. I'm really sorry. We don't know each other. I hope we can be together in the future."