Similarly, there are naturally many tribes that rely on Dayu and Daliao for their livelihood. They secretly surrender to Dayu or Daliao in order to gain opportunities and capital to survive stably or grow in this barren land.
As one of the deputy commanders of Fengmen Pass and having been stationed at Fengmen Pass for many years, Ling Yonghe went out of the pass many times and was quite familiar with the local customs and customs within dozens of miles around Fengmen Pass.
Since taking Fan Guanghe and dozens of others down from the Wengcheng on the east side, he carefully took the deep paths in the canyon and headed north. Because it was late at night, and the terrain in the canyon was quite complicated, and there were many
The stones that had rolled down from the cliff over the years served as cover, and the Liao army had just arrived at Fengmen Pass. Their minds were focused on how to break the city, so they were able to avoid being discovered by the Liao army along the way.
I was on the road all night.
At this time, when the sky was slightly bright, an ancient village finally appeared in front of a group of people. Outside the village was an old tree that could only be hugged by two people, but it had withered.
There are many livestock bones hanging on the old trees, mostly skulls.
At the very top, there is a bronze statue enshrining a hideous and terrifying unknown god.
"call……"
Ling Yonghe, who was well cultivated, stopped a few meters away from the dead tree, with his left hand on his waist and his right hand holding on to a small tree next to him.
This night was quite stressful.
Behind him, there were soldiers watching and laughing secretly.
They knew why Ling Yonghe was like this. It was all because before the fire broke out in the pass last night, a pretty woman was sent to Deputy Commander Ling's room.
I heard that this lady is a well-known oiran lady from Xiping Prefecture.
Only people like Deputy Commander Ling and the others could have such a happy life in the military camp. I heard that before the fire broke out, the young lady had been calling in Deputy Commander Ling’s room for nearly half an hour.
No wonder Deputy Commander Ling was out of breath after trekking all night and needed help on his waist.
"Walk."
After panting for a while, Ling Yonghe straightened up and waved his hands.
They walked past the dead tree and walked along the mountain road toward the mountain village.
Not long after, the group arrived at the village and were invited to the largest house deep inside the village.
Fan Guanghe and others were standing outside the house.
Ling Yonghe was having tea in the house, accompanied by an old man with a white beard who looked quite young but had a smile on his face, and a burly man with dark complexion.
This village is just a small tribe in this barren land.
And these two people are the clan leader and the young clan leader.
They are like heaven in this village.
However, when facing Ling Yong and the deputy commander-in-chief of Fengmen Pass, the two of them were as flattering as Ling Yonghe's subordinates.
They may not have known that the Liao army had already overwhelmed Fengmen Pass at this time, and they might even have received news of the fire at Fengmen Pass. But there was Dayu behind Fengmen Pass, so they were destined not to be rude to Ling Yonghe.
Unless Dayu really suffered a complete defeat in the war with Daliao and other countries.
"I wonder if the general has arrived suddenly. What are his orders?"
After chatting for a few words, the old patriarch asked Ling Yonghe.
He knew that Ling Yonghe would definitely not come over for a leisurely stroll, especially in this special situation. In fact, he did not want people from Fengmenguan to come over, because it was likely that Fengmenguan wanted to borrow troops.
This means that the young people in the village may suffer a lot.
"Borrow a horse."
Ling Yonghe uttered two words, which made the old patriarch's heart twitch.
Then he was stunned again, "Horse?"
"Um."
Ling Yonghe nodded, "I know that dozens of horses may be enough for your village, but please help me this time."
be sure.
He has used these two words,
The old patriarch knew that this meant that there was no need to discuss it.
He could only nod with a wry smile, and glanced at his favorite son sitting next to him.
The young patriarch, who had not interrupted until now, stood up and walked outside.
He still didn't say anything, but there was inevitably some anger in his eyes.
He knew very well that in the transaction with Dayu, their village still had an advantage. But being completely in a vassal position in communication would eventually be a bit unpleasant, especially for someone as young as him.
.
The old patriarch continued to accompany Ling Yonghe.
"I wonder...what do you want me to do?"
He hesitated a little and asked Ling Yonghe.
Ling Yonghe raised his eyebrows, but he whispered a few words into the ear of the old patriarch, and then he retracted and said: "If it's lucky, I might have to trouble you to help. Otherwise, the rest of us will
It is estimated that it will be difficult for people to return to the pass alive."
"That's nature, that's nature."
A look of surprise flashed in the old patriarch's eyes, and he nodded repeatedly.
…
Only about two-quarters of an hour passed.
After walking to the village, Ling Yonghe, Fan Guanghe and his entourage rushed out of the village on horseback. However, their clothes were different from before. They all changed into the clothes of the villagers in the village.
Leave the village and head north quickly.
With "disguise", Ling Yonghe and his party no longer hide their whereabouts.
After all, there are too many horse teams like them in this land. Many ethnic groups roar in groups like this when they come out, not to mention those horse thieves who specialize in making a living on horseback.
Within a few dozen miles of Fengmen Pass, there are definitely not a few forces that can organize a cavalry of dozens of people.
"Drive! Drive!"
Fan Guanghe was riding a horse among the crowd, yellow dust hit his face. He reluctantly opened his eyes and looked at Ling Yonghe in front of him. A trace of doubt flashed in his eyes. He whipped his whip twice and quickly caught up with Ling Yonghe.
"General Ling!"
he shouted.
Ling Yonghe turned his head and looked at him, "Is there something wrong, young master?"
Although his eyes were not looking ahead, there were not many obstacles in the rolling desert, and with Ling Yonghe's equestrian skills, it was no problem.
"Did the general tell the clan leader our purpose?"
Fan Guanghe said.
"nature."
Ling Yonghe chuckled.
Fan Guanghe couldn't help frowning, "General, with all due respect, these barbarians outside the Pass are all following the wind and are far from being loyal to us, Dayu. Will this expose our whereabouts?"
He didn't trust these indigenous tribes outside the customs.
As the saying goes, if you are not of my race, your heart will be different.
It is no secret that most of these indigenous tribes are just grassroots.
"Won't."
Ling Yonghe had a look of determination on his face and said: "Although your concerns, young master, are not unreasonable, there are still a few tribes in this land outside the customs that dare not disagree with us."
"Why?"
Fan Guanghe couldn't help but ask.
Ling Yonghe blinked, "Because we have something in our hands that can kill them. These tribes only think of taking refuge in Dayu when they can't survive. How can we do it so easily?"
Help them, right?"
Fan Guanghe nodded thoughtfully.
Obviously, the Chongqing government holds a certain lifeline for these tribes!