Thanks to the blessing of Mi Jiang, the matter of sacrificing to the sky was finally fooled, and Zhao Hongrun successfully made a blood alliance with the tribal patriarchs of Gong and Ru.

Taking the blood of the most precious ibex of the Qiang people as a guide, Zhao Hongrun and the tribal patriarchs cut their thumbs respectively and dripped the blood into the vessel full of the blood of the Lamb.

And after all the patriarchs finished dripping blood, the patriarch of the Aries tribe, Halegohe, solemnly handed the big bowl to Zhao Hongrun.

After all, Wei is the leader of the alliance, so it is natural for Zhao Hongrun, who is the representative, to take the first sip to symbolize the dominant position.

"Let's hope these people don't have any blood diseases......

Secretly praying, Zhao Hongrun stubbornly picked up the bowl, slightly dipped his lips in the bowl with the blood in the bowl, and immediately put it down.

It's not that he has bad intentions, the problem is that those patriarchs are in their forties one by one, due to the conditions in the land of Sanchuan, their bodies are smelly, so Zhao Hongrun can endure to drink a sip of sheep blood mixed with the blood of those uncles, and it is already quite remarkable that he can touch his lips.

In comparison, the sore spot of a cut thumb is nothing at all.

But it can't be helped, because this is the most sacred and solemn oath among the three tribes, and its meaning is probably something like "because they drink blood wine, they have each other's blood in their bodies, so they can honestly treat each other as brothers."

It is worth mentioning that because he did not want to be excluded from the "Luoshui Alliance", Wuwu, the young patriarch of the Qingyang tribe, after Zhao Hongrun's approval, used a special example to replace his father Amutu, and made a blood alliance with Zhao Hongrun and the other tribal patriarchs to join the "Luoshui Alliance".

Although it is a reckless self-made opinion, I believe that after Amutu understands the truth of the matter, he will not blame his son, but will only think that Wuwu is an excellent successor who has judged the situation and sized.

Because it is a ritual to sacrifice to the sky, therefore, the people of the Qi people generously took out a whole twelve precious sheep to sacrifice, including three on the one side of the Qi and the Wei side, and nine on the Wei side. It's not for any other reason, it's just that 'three' is a noble number in the culture of the Zong people, probably meaning 'heaven, earth, and man', and on the Wei side, due to the import of the culture of other Central Plains countries, therefore, like other Central Plains countries, the Wei people regard 'nine' as the most noble number.

That's all.

And through this sacrifice, Zhao Hong also discovered something.

That is the enthusiasm of the two ethnic groups in the faith, although the degree of their enthusiasm for the faith, although it has not reached the point of fanaticism, but from the sacrificial behavior, these people of the two ethnic groups prostrate on the ground from the bottom of their hearts, it can be seen that these are two ethnic groups with very strong beliefs.

And a people who generally possess such beliefs cannot completely submit them by force alone.

However, during this period, Zhao Hongrun also found some signs that made him cry and laugh.

For example, since Mi Jiang exaggerated a trick of arson, the eyes of those people of the two ethnic groups have obviously looked at the Wei people differently.

Their eyes were mixed with awe.

Even, Zhao Hongrun could sometimes hear some remarks that made him feel quite speechless, "It turns out that the Wei State is a country protected by the God of Fire, no wonder they can drive the Heavenly Fire that even Tianshui can't extinguish." , or, "Those few are obviously not the opponents of the witch of the Wei State, no wonder we can't beat the Wei State." Whispers like that.

In this regard, Zhao Hongrun sighed secretly.

He had a hunch that after he defeated the Qiangjiao tribe in the future, solved the matter on this side of the land of Sanchuan, and returned to Daliang, the Ministry of Rites would definitely invite him over to talk after hearing these gossip.

After all, the only god that Wei believes in is the Heavenly Father and Mother Earth, and he does not believe in the god of fire, the god of fire and the god of water, which is the belief of Chuba and Ba, and Zhao Hongrun mistakenly chose Mi Jiang to assist Qiu Yu this time, which caused the people of the Sanchuan tribe to have a misunderstanding.

However, it is gratifying that the "Luoshui Alliance" has finally been successfully formed, and from today on, the tribes of Wei and Gong and Ru will become strong allies, and then gradually absorb some tribes in the land of Sanchuan who are friendly to Wei in the future, so that Wei will no longer need to worry about the western border defense in the future, even if a war breaks out with Korea, there is no need to worry about being attacked on the back.

"It's finally over."

After returning to the felt tent in the city, Zhao Hongrun stretched comfortably, after all, after standing on the bank of the Luoshui River for almost a day, he was already tired.

"Ji Run, are your hands still dripping blood?"

Una lifted the tabernacle and walked in, holding a bone jar, probably polished from a sheep's leg bone or some other bone.

It may be that he has just reached an alliance and is in a good mood, Zhao Hongrun joked in the Zong language: "It's not my thumb that dripped blood, but my heart...... You don't know, I mustered up the courage to take a sip of the blood of the patriarchs. Ah, my heart is about to bleed again when I think about it...... Those patriarchs and uncles, the whole person is stinky, if it is replaced by my Una's blood, I will drink it from the ground......"

"Hee-hee." Una was amused by Zhao Hongrun, and said with a smile: "That is the most sacred oath of our clan, all the patriarchs are serious when they are in the alliance, who is like you, and there are these messy ...... of fantasy" As she spoke, she opened the medicine jar and smeared a green ointment in the jar on Zhao Hongrun's already condensed thumb wound.

"What is this?" Zhao Hongrun frowned, because he smelled the smell of this ointment was a little pungent, a rather pungent smell of grass.

"This is an ointment made from herbs collected by our tribe, which can quickly stop bleeding and heal wounds." Una explained, and then told Zhao Hongrun: "There will be a little itch, but you are not allowed to scratch it, otherwise the wound will not heal and will leave a scar." ”

Zhao Hongrun looked suspiciously at his ointment-coated thumb.

Not to mention, as Una said, it didn't take long for Zhao Hongrun to feel a burst of itching sensation coming from his thumb, and he knew that this was a sign that the skin and flesh were activated and the wound was healing.

"How does this work...... It's unexpectedly strong.'"

Zhao Hongrun took the bone jar, and after thinking about it for a while, he said to Una: "Every tribe knows how to make ointment? ”

"Yes, in the past, when the tribesmen were injured, they all used ointments made of the tribe, but they were effective."

Hearing this, Zhao Hongrun asked, "If I say, please make more ointments like this, is it okay?" ”

"Yes, how much do you want, I'll go back and talk to our tribe."

"It's a lot, it's a lot, it's a lot, it's a lot."

"That...... I can't call the shots, our Qingyang tribe doesn't have time to make so many ointments...... By the way, Ji Run, you can find other tribes, our tribe of the Qiang tribe usually makes this kind of ointment. However, what do you want so much ointment for Ji Run? ”

"Naturally, it's the army soldiers who are in the front line......

Zhao Hongrun sighed faintly, as the commander who led the troops twice, he naturally knew that in the front-line army that lacked military doctors, a jar of herbal ointment that could quickly stop bleeding and heal wounds could be of great help.

While Zhao Hongrun was pondering this matter, the patriarch of the Baiyang tribe of the Qiang tribe, Halgohe, the patriarch of the Meng tribe of the Shan tribe, Meng Liang, and the young patriarch of the Qingyang tribe of the Qiang tribe, Wu Wu, came to the felt tent together.

These three people came to report to Zhao Hongrun on the finishing work of the alliance of worshipping the heavens, and in addition, they also asked Zhao Hongrun for instructions on the specific location of the monument erected on the bank of the Luoshui River to record the specific location of the monument in today's prosperous era, as well as the words carved on the stone tablet.

"This matter, Patriarch Halgoh, you can just look at it, didn't this king draft an oath for you? There is no problem in carving it directly. ”

After saying that, Zhao Hongrun showed the bone jar in his hand to the three of them and asked, "In addition, this king hopes to add this to your trade." ”

Halgoh took the bone jar, opened the jar and took a look, and asked unexpectedly, "King Su wants this?" ”

"Isn't it difficult?" Zhao Hongrun asked suspiciously.

Halgoh shook his head and said, "It is not difficult to make this kind of ointment, on the contrary, basically all the tribes of the Qiang tribe will ......"

"So will my Di tribe." Meng Liang, the patriarch of the Meng tribe, glanced at Halegoh and interjected.

"Yes, yes." Halgoh nodded with a smile, and then said to Zhao Hongrun: "Because it is something that is easy to make, because the tribes do not make too much except for some for the use of injured clansmen." …… Moreover, after a long time, the medicinal properties of this thing dissipated, and it had no effect. ”

"It turned out to be a question of the expiration date......

Zhao Hongrun suddenly realized, and then frowned and asked, "How long can it be kept?" ”

"Half a year at most."

"Half a year......

Zhao Hongrun was a little disappointed, after all, if he wanted to hoard a large amount of this kind of ointment for the army on the front line, half a year would not be enough time at all.

"Think again...... By the way, the three of you aren't here specifically for the purpose of erecting a monument, are you? ”

Hearing this, Halgoh and Meng Liang glanced at each other, and the latter lowered his voice and said, "King Su, the Lun clan sent out, as well as the warriors of my Meng clan, have already found out the movements of the army of the Qianjiao tribe. …… Since the other party did not know that we had formed an alliance with King Su, our warriors took the opportunity to probe the number of the army of the Qiangjiao tribe. ”

"Tell me about it."

"There were about 50,000 warriors on horseback, and about 200,000 slaves. To make matters worse, as the army of the Kajiao tribe came along the way, many of the Qiang tribes and tribes had chosen to assist the Kajiao tribe in the places they passed......"

"In other words, the number of enemy troops is more than 250,000?"

"Yes!" Patriarch Meng Liang said with a solemn expression.

『……』

Zhao Hongrun slowly put away the smile on his face, and asked carefully: "......What is the intention of the three of them?"

To his surprise, he saw Halegoh and Meng Liang glance at each other, and said in unison: "The Qianjiao tribe is coming with a large army, and the army under the command of King Su is less than 50,000, and the strength is weak, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to support it alone, so ...... Please lead my "Shui Coalition Army" to a decisive battle against the army of the Qiangjiao tribe! ”

"King Su, you also know that this battle is no longer just a war between Wei and Jiaojiao."

Meng Liang said on the side.

Zhao Hongrun opened his mouth, although he knew the reason, he still felt a kind of joy as if he was stunned by a pie. (To be continued.) )