At this time, Xin'er also knew that Aunt Ayi'er was from Huaxu.

I also knew that Aunt Ayi'er was the daughter of the Huaxu patriarch and the princess of the tribe.

Although she only knew that, Xin'er always felt that Ayi'er had something very important to hide from her, and that matter had a very close relationship with herself.

So she went back and forth between Ayi'er and Xiao Jinxing every day, waiting for them to tell her these secrets.

It's a pity that no one said even a word to her.

Xiao Jinxing was naturally aware of Xin'er's desire, but he still felt that it was too cruel to tell Xin'er such a thing, so he hesitated and spent day after day.

Fortunately, Xin'er didn't ask about it.

During the time when he was camping on the shore of the West Sea, Xiao Jinxing discussed every step of the march into the Wuhu grassland with Qiuzi, Zhezhe and others every day.

Because Xiao Jinxing felt that there would not only be the golden tribe of the Huaxu people in Wuhushui, but also the most brutal battle since the Western Expedition.

Calculating the time, if it is just a speed march like entering the medicine killing water, then it will take at least half a year to go back along the Wuhu water.

Besides, no one would think that the Huaxu people would let themselves go back and forth in their territory, in and out, so it would take even longer.

For this reason, Xiao Jinxing did not rush to order the army to move forward, but rested on the shore of the West Sea for more than a month before heading south along the West Sea.

The killing of the grassland allowed Xiao Jinxing to obtain a large number of horses and grain, as well as a lot of fur goods that could be used for trade in Qin, and the quantity of these fur goods was enough to meet the trade needs of the next ten years.

After all, the amount of trade in the Qin State every year, Xiao Jinxing had measured, and if the transaction volume was too large to attract the attention of the high-level of the Qin State, it was obviously not a good thing, so Xiao Jinxing did not plan to increase the scale of trade until the merchants he sent to various parts of the Qin State developed.

Despite this, obtaining so many furs still made Xiao Jinxing extremely excited, because these furs not only meant more food, but also meant that his heavy cavalry could be expanded a little more.

This also meant that warriors with crude weapons would be able to obtain more iron arrows and mace weapons.

After weighing the pros and cons for a long time, Xiao Jinxing ordered people to lead 5,000 foot soldiers to sail backwards eastward along the medicine killing water, and transported the captured skins to the Yi River Valley, where they contacted people from poor tribes to transport all the goods back.

After a month along the Xihai Sea, a large water that was slightly smaller than the medicine killing water finally lay in front of the army.

Xiao Jinxing and the whole army knew it the moment they saw this water, and they were afraid that this was Wuhu water.

Xiao Jinxing once learned from Ayi'er that the Wuhu Water is not the same as the medicine killing water, the two sides of the river are quicksand and the other is plain, but there is a sea of sand on both sides of the water.

The sea of sand means that the worms can be infested, which means that there are more dangers.

Therefore, after discussing with Qiuzi, Minglu and others, Xiao Jinxing knew that the scope of the Wuhu Grassland would not be as vast as the medicine killing the grassland, and all the tribes should only exist on both sides of the Wuhu River.

But after entering this place, although Xiao Jinxing found that this place was indeed not much different from what he expected, the richness of the grasslands on both sides of the strait was incomparable to the grasslands killed by medicine.

The tribes they passed along the way were not only similar in size to the Yaozhishui area, but they had formed "cities" similar to those of the Kannai countries.

Like a jade belt, it flutters on both sides of the Wuhu water.

Although their city walls are generally low, the highest is only five or six steps, and the thickest part is only three steps, but after all, it is also a fortification that can hinder the war horses, so Xiao Jinxing led the army all the way to conquer after a lot of thought.

It's just that Xiao Jinxing doesn't understand, who are these Huaxu people building these low walls to resist?

Obviously, the Huaxu people here were full of hostility to Xiao Jinxing's coalition army compared to the Huaxu people on the shore of the medicine killing water, and it often took a fierce battle to conquer them.

But Xiao Jinxing suddenly thought of a good idea, he just wanted to use these low fortifications to train his soldiers to attack the city.

Therefore, those extremely familiar battle formations that were practiced on the plains were no longer used under Xiao Jinxing's instructions.

Whenever he encountered some tribes with fierce resistance, Xiao Jinxing deliberately asked the soldiers to remove these small nails nailed to the left and right of the Wuhu water according to the siege methods of the Guannei countries.

With the subjugation of one tribe after another by Xiao Jinxing, the siege ability of the soldiers under his command has also been greatly improved, and the situation of panicking and rushing up when attacking the city has never appeared again.

More than five months have passed in the blink of an eye, and Xiao Jinxing's army has reached the middle reaches of the Wuhu River, which is also the most central place on the Wuhu grassland.

A "city" far larger than the tribes encountered along the way appeared in front of Xiao Jinxing and his soldiers.

Although the city walls here are still not as tall as even a county town in the Guannai countries, they are still enough to be proud of the grassland.

At a glance, the city wall was made of mud blocks rammed from the black water. But its height and thickness are much greater than those of other tribes.

When Xiao Jinxing's army was five miles away from this "city", he had already seen the Huaxu army waiting for his "visit" outside the "city".

In the land of the Huaxu clan, after nearly a year of marching, he finally met the main force of Huaxu that he had been looking for, and Xiao Jinxing regarded today as the last battle for him to gallop outside the territory and conquer the entire grassland.

Xiao Jinxing observed the Huaxu army in front of him, and saw that there were as many as 60,000 of them, and he expected that there would definitely be a lot of troops in the "city" behind the 60,000 soldiers who were arranging to defend the city.

This must be the golden tribe of the Huaxu people.

Xiao Jinxing let out a long breath.

Late autumn was already thick, and it was almost winter again inadvertently, Xiao Jinxing looked at the sea of sand that seemed to be out of reach in the distance but was close at hand, and suddenly made up his mind.

It was already very difficult to realize the plan to leave the Huaxu grassland before winter.

However, Xiao Jinxing felt that the Huaxu people located between the sand and the sea could stand for hundreds of years, and there must be some unknown secrets between them and the worms, and this secret could ensure that the Huaxu people and the worms were safe.

So this is the greatest reliance of Xiao Jinxing who dares to go to Wuhu Water instead of returning from the medicine killing water.

Of course, Xiao Jinxing would not be stupid enough to bet all the lives of 60,000 soldiers on his own speculation.

The plan now is to quickly take down the golden tribe of the Huaxu people and force them to surrender before winter, so as to ensure that nothing goes wrong.

In the past few days, when Tanma explored the Huaxu Golden Tribe and the surrounding geomorphological conditions of the tribe clearly, Xiao Jinxing led all the people to the outside of the Huaxu Golden Tribe early this morning.

The battle formation led by Qiuzi and Zhezhe made all the soldiers at the head of the Huaxu Golden Tribe

Seeing this, the scholar couldn't help but feel timid.

After all, since the barbarians withdrew from the border six hundred years ago, the Huaxu people had never encountered such a large-scale invasion.

The bleak autumn wind blew on the flat Wuhu grassland, blowing on every soldier of the Huaxu and Youyu coalition army, I don't know if it was because of the cold or because of fear, excitement, excitement, everyone couldn't help but fight with cold shivers.

The cavalrymen clenched their hands on the reins, and the foot soldiers gently turned their axes and maces again and again.

"Whew!"

As the horn sounded, the soldiers on both sides slowly walked towards the preset battlefield with murderous spirit.

"Father, do you really want to fight?"

At the head of the city, Aru looked at his gray-haired father and asked hesitantly.

"If you don't fight, do you have to flee to the worms?"

As the patriarch of the Huaxu people, when Lu Jia saw more than 100,000 warriors in front of him walking towards the killing Shura Hell, he said to his son with a trace of pain on his pale face.

"They are all warriors on the grassland, and they are all slaves of the Immortal Heaven, why do you want to invade the land of my Huaxu people."

Ruga muttered to himself with a puzzled face.

"God will keep us going until winter, and He will lead the worms to save us. Doesn't my father really think about taking his people to hide? ”

Aru obviously said to his father with some unwilling looks, and as he spoke, he looked at the battlefield where the big battle was about to begin.

Looking at his father's slightly hesitant face, Aru became more and more impatient.

"Father, go there, we can't beat the Yuren."

After Aru finished speaking, he shifted his gaze from his father's face to the battlefield, and from the battlefield to his father.

Finally, the two of them heard the sound of three horns of "Woo, Woo, Woo", and Aru's gaze changed from anticipation to despair in a burst of "Ula" shouts.

"Why?" Aru asked, puzzled.

He really couldn't understand why his father, the patriarch of the Huaxu people, was so prejudiced against the gods. No matter how hard he tried to persuade him throughout the year, he never led his people to take refuge at the edge of the sand sea.

"Aru, you and I and they are all people of Great Xia, right?"

Just when Aru didn't dare to look at the battlefield and lowered his head, his father suddenly asked himself.

Aru opened his mouth, finally wanting to say something, but he struggled for a long time to say it.

"You want to say that you are the uncle of the god general, and the god general also promised that you will lead the worm people to rescue in the winter, right?"

Father still said everything Aru wanted to say.

However, these words also rekindled a glimmer of hope for Aru.

"Father, I know you don't like to work with worms, but Anan still has us in his heart, otherwise how would he offer to save us, and why would he risk going with me to the Yi Valley to stop the foreign enemy from the east.

He had taken me and the warriors into the Worm Tunnels, and it was only a glimpse, but it was a different world than we had ever seen.

If you've been there, you'll know how far we are from the Wrigls, and there's no chance of winning against them.

What's more, Anan is Ayi'er's son and the next Divine Monarch, so there is no need for us to be hostile to the Creeper and bring about our own destruction. ”