Guo Yang and Anu stayed in Yehuling all night, and the next morning, they went down the mountain in a leisurely manner.

Sending Guo Yang and Anu away, Mr. Wild Fox was in a depressed mood, sitting there sullenly, drinking a few jars of good wine left by Guo Yang, sighing for a long time, his expression was aggrieved, and there were less than two or three percent of the fairy wind bones left on his face.

Qinghu watched Guo Yang go down to Wild Fox Ridge, and seemed to smile back at her, feeling sad for no reason. Her small figure, standing on the tall and vast Wild Fox Ridge, looks a little small, as if a gust of wind blows and will be annihilated.

"Come in, they're far away." Mr. Wild Fox seemed to be able to see the appearance of the green fox, and said depressedly.

"Grandpa, why don't you keep him for another day?" Qinghu asked.

"I'm a fox, I'm a dragon, stay and stay, I'll keep a fart!" Mr. Wild Fox was suddenly in a bad mood, and with a bang, he smashed an empty wine jar in his hand.

"Look at your little bit of goodness! I have nothing to do and I am looking for the bad luck of the wine jar! The green fox walked into the hut and said with a frown.

Mr. Wild Fox let out a long sigh, a little sad.

"Long sighs, pretending to be superior!" Qinghu caught a copper coffin, and there was still some residual wine in it, which Guo Yang poured for her with his own hands. She put it to her lips and tasted it shallowly, reluctant to drink it dry in one gulp.

"Come on, our demon clan's talent is charm, I think you're finished, not only did you not charm others, but you also hooked the soul away." Mr. Wild Fox muttered.

"The dog can't spit out ivory in his mouth, is that my brother Guo Yang? Grandpa, what kind of mess do you have in your head! The green fox's eyes widened, and he said angrily.

After finishing speaking, he pinched the half of the residual wine and smelled it gently, with a sweet face.

Seeing this, Mr. Wild Fox became even more troubled, and couldn't help mentioning the wine jar, pouring himself a full bottle of wine, and drying it up in one gulp.

"Green Fox, get ready to move." Mr. Wild Fox said with a bitter face.

"Why?" The green fox's eyes widened, and he looked at Mr. Wild Fox and asked.

"There is no place to stay here, there is a place to stay here. Let's go, let that guy come here, Wild Fox Ridge is no longer a place to live. Mr. Wild Fox shook his head and sighed, and began to pack his things, he was really going to move.

"Why, grandpa?" The green fox asked curiously.

"Why? Because he's going to borrow a place to fight! Mr. Wild Fox said angrily.

……

Guo Yang and Anu went back to the border city, and after dealing with the few things at hand, they rode a mule to the wolf's mouth.

Guo Yang was already silent, and since he talked with Mr. Na Yehu all night long, he became even more dull, but he was somewhat similar to Anu's temperament.

"Young master, does Mr. Wild Fox really have the demeanor of a master in the world?" Anu finally spoke.

"Well, some of the insights are indeed extraordinary, what an old fox, no, the ancestor of the fox." Guo Yang said as he spoke, the corners of his mouth rose and he laughed.

"Young master, what are you laughing at? This time, you suddenly said that you were going to go to Wild Fox Ridge, which I think is a little strange. Anu said with a frown.

"The old fox was afraid that we would look for him, so he hid from him at first, and then, do you think he really couldn't resist the temptation of wine and food, so he ran out to meet us? A master like him wouldn't be so bad! Guo Yang said with a slight sneer.

"Young Master, what do you say?" Anu looked at Guo Yang suspiciously and asked.

"It's nothing, I asked him about Wang Huzi, Yan Gongzike and others, and he was confused and didn't want to say more, then I will poke over his fox nest and tell him to get out." Guo Yang said indifferently.

"I still don't get it." Anu shook his head and said.

"It's good if you don't understand. As long as the old fox understands. In troubled times, I still want to make eight sides exquisite and ten sides of light, hehe, Lao Tzu is partial to his life and makes his thief's den a nest of right and wrong. Guo Yang seemed to remember something, and said with a smile.

"Young master, don't go around, this time, Anu really didn't see your intentions." Anu said honestly.

"That's for the best. If you can understand my intentions, then the king beard of the dog day will definitely understand it too, not to mention those old foxes of the Yanjin, Zhongshan and Three Kingdoms. Guo Yang said with a smile.

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Half a month later, the caravan of the steppe people moved into the Wild Fox Ridge, which stunned those who were ready to make a move at the wolf's mouth.

However, they were overjoyed.

Those stupid pigs of the grassland not only moved away from the strategic place where the wolf's mouth could be defended and attacked, and they could slap their butts and leave at any time, but also brought 500 horses and rode up to the Wild Fox Ridge.

It is said that the order was given by a white-bearded steppe man, and those steppe people wept and did not want to leave the wolf's mouth, but the twenty or thirty behemoths ignored it and left ahead of schedule.

Some of the steppe people returned to the grassland with scolding, carrying large bags and small boxes on their mules, which they exchanged for salt, grain, and cloth from their cattle and sheep. The other part of the grassland people followed the Wild Fox Ridge in despair, with those behemoths together, making them feel safer.

One by one, the news was quickly transmitted, and the wolf-killing mouth was abandoned overnight.

Fifty miles deep into the hinterland of the farming tribes, there is only a large bare barren mountain, except for the main peak, all around is the slope that has been upward, there is no danger to defend at all. This is even more advantageous for the businessmen of the farming tribes.

As long as the mouth of the wolf is blocked, these grassland people are already turtles in the urn.

The faces of those demon foxes on the Wild Fox Ridge are all gone, and they should have moved away from here with Mr. Wild Fox and the Green Fox, leaving a large area of wild grass, which is being eaten by the cattle and sheep of those grassland people.

Five hundred horses, on the highest mountain bag in the Wild Fox Ridge, the wind blows, their manes and long tails flutter with the wind, they are really divine horses!

The steppe people moved out of the dangerous place like killing the wolf's mouth, entered the Wild Fox Ridge, and finally turned from hunters to prey, and became a big fat piece of oil.

The first to come to Wild Fox Ridge to hunt should be those small thieves nearby. They also understand what kind of goods they are, and they are all ready to take a mouthful of fat and leave.

Not to mention, at the beginning, it really made those miscellaneous people very profitable. Their small troop of horses rushed up to the Wild Fox Ridge, easily took two or three hundred sheep in their mouths, and then fled away with a whistle.

The prairie people obviously regretted it, and while pointing at the horse thieves and scolding, they turned back to quarrel with their own people, several times, and almost started to do it.

They were very clumsy in fighting, they were already well-dressed, they were as stupid as black blind men, and their hoop legs were all the same, and when they hugged their own people and pulled them upside down, they often caused the rangers of those farming tribes to laugh contemptuously.

Gradually, the number of horse thieves increased, and they began to plunder in an organized manner.

They were usually a team of twenty or thirty horses, whistling and screaming, rushing up to the Wild Fox Ridge in one breath, bending down to take away fifty or sixty sheep, and going down the mountain like a gust of wind.

The steppe people also began to organize a revolt, they stepped on horseback, brandished whips, and ran from place to place like a jackal dog, screaming in anger, but they were really helpless.

The terrain of Wild Fox Ridge is too unsuitable for cavalry combat, and there are holes dug by wild foxes everywhere, and the horse's hooves will step into the air if they are not careful, and even people and horses will fall and roll out.

Horse thieves are very familiar with the terrain, and they will let their people pretend to be businessmen, step on the ground in advance, plan the raid and retreat routes, and do not give the steppe people a chance to react.

In less than ten days, the steppe people lost more than half of their flocks. The horse thieves started to fight the idea of the herd.

The oxen were slow and not easy to rob, which made the horse thieves a bit of a headache.

Later, they finally came up with a poisonous plan.

Several teams of people rushed up to the Wild Fox Ridge separately, constantly harassing the grassland people, making them tired of coping, and then, a group of people rushed into the herd of grazing, whipped indiscriminately, and whipped the cattle in a mess, and finally began to blow up the circle.

The herd of cattle fried in the circle, that was an extremely spectacular thing, and it was also what the grassland people were most afraid of, because it was too terrifying, and it was not a situation that the Bailai people could control at all.

The cows that blew up the circle ran around the mountains and fields, and the grassland people were scared to hide in those behemoths.

The horse thieves rushed down the mountain as fast as they could, organized men to restrain the cattle that were running down from the Wild Fox Ridge, and drove them into the distance.

The steppe people suffered heavy losses, and after a few quarrels with their own people, they prepared to evacuate Yehuling.

Originally, I wanted to do a good job, but as a result, a mistake in decision-making put the grassland people in trouble and suffered heavy losses. Now, there really is no choice but to roll back to the steppe.

However, they are still too naïve, a piece of fat, everyone hasn't finished eating it, who told you to pat your ass and leave?

So, just when the grassland people were depressed, someone took the initiative to find the wild fox ridge and began to talk about business seriously.

They seemed very sincere, not only brought dozens of loads of salt, grain, cloth and bronze utensils in large bags and small boxes, but also brought a hundred jars of wine, pure grain brewing, casually put forward a jar, smashed the mud at the mouth of the altar, a burst of clear and mellow wine aroma can make a bunch of grassland people intoxicated.

"Brothers of the grassland, we are here to do business with you, not to take advantage of you. The offal of the dogs that robbed you of your cattle and sheep, we will pick them up when we turn around, chop off all their paws, and return your lost cattle and sheep. How is it? ”

There were seventy or eighty people who came to discuss business, but there were two people in charge, one named Yan Laoer and the other Hu Laosi, who seemed quite reasonable.

"However, the price you gave is too low, three bags of salt for one horse, which is cheaper than our big bullocks." The grassland is very popular, and plans to drive these business talkers down to Wild Fox Ridge.

"Don't be impulsive, brothers from the grassland, the sale, it's to be discussed, the three bags of salt are just the price we gave, you haven't counteroffered yet, why do you want to end everyone's business!" Hu Laosi's jaw seemed to have been injured, and his speech was a little unclear, but the grassland people still understood what he meant.

"Well, businessmen of the farming tribes, we are indeed in a difficult situation, and we are anxious to get rid of all the cattle, sheep and horses we have, but your prices are too much." A gray-haired prairie man stood up and said.

"Then tell me your price. If we can accept it, we will take all your goods, and perhaps maintain a long-term trade relationship with you. Yan Lao Er stood on a pile of salt bags and said with a smile.

Over the years, these bandits under Wang Huzi have all become characters, and they are really decent when it comes to business.

"A big bullock has three bags of salt, a horse has five taels of gold or thirty bags of salt, two big lambs have half a bag of salt, and five lambs have half a bag of salt. As for your wine, we will discount it after we have inquired about the price. The gray-haired steppe man counted on his fingers for a long time, and finally said their reserve price.

"Can this business still be negotiated? Five taels of gold for a horse is even more expensive than the one on the market! Hu Laosi said vaguely.

"It's like, it seems, you really don't want to make this deal! If you want me to say, old man, let's all compromise, you have less, let's add a little, how about it? Yan Lao Er said with a smile.

"How much less do we have? How much do you add? In the crowd, a steppe man with unkempt hair asked aloud.

"How about half of your price?" Yan Lao Er said with a smile.

"Halved? Are you here to talk about business? Why don't you be like those dogs, riding horses and wielding spears to rob them! The grassland people fried the pot and talked about it, and soon knocked Hu Laosi and Yan Laoer off the Wild Fox Ridge.

The steppe people began to pack their bags and prepare to evacuate, one by one looking dejected, obviously, this time, everyone's business was ruined.

Unexpectedly, when they were busy gathering up the cattle and sheep and preparing to go down the mountain, everyone was dumbfounded.

Thousands of men and horses actually surrounded Wild Fox Ridge.

Those men seemed to be well-trained, highly skilled in martial arts, and even had some experience in marching and fighting. Not only did they set up traps and barricades on all the downhill passages in Yehuling, but they also arranged no less than fifty chariots to line up on the roads that some steppe people might have to carry out cavalry charges.

The grassland people were dumbfounded, standing on the top of the Wild Fox Ridge to probe their brains, looking nervously, there was no way at all.

Yan Lao Er and Hu Lao Si rode on horseback, triumphant, showing off their might, and pointing at Yehuling. It was as if there was a big piece of fat meat there, slowly stewed in a big ding, and when the time was ripe, those prairie people would obediently invite themselves to dinner.

They don't attack, because they really come to do business, it's just a bit of a forced buying and selling.

Wangbeard's brigade followed, increasing in number to nearly two thousand.

While reinforcing the traps and barricades, they set up camps, slaughtered sheep and cattle, and buried pots to cook, as if they would not give up until they achieved their goal.

Only then did the grassland people realize that the cattle and sheep that had been robbed by the horse thieves earlier were being arbitrarily slaughtered by the king's bearded people and became people's dishes, and then they suddenly realized.

It turned out that those little thieves earlier turned out to be accomplices of this gang!

There was a prairie man standing on the top of the mountain and scolding, but it only caused a burst of strange laughter from the bottom of the mountain.

Wild Fox Ridge has become an isolated island, unable to attack or retreat, and it has trapped those fools from the grassland.