Mi Dang is an adult of a tribe in Dangqiang, in his early fifties, and the perennial wind and sand outside the Saiwai have left deep marks on his thin face, only a pair of eyes are still sharp. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info his clothes are common to the Qiang people, with his hair on the left side, a white headkerchief wrapped around his head, and a sheepskin coat on the outside, the only difference is that he hangs a necklace made of wolf teeth around his neck, which looks terrifying.

At this moment, he was smiling and talking in stiff Chinese to the Han leader in front of him, who had brought much-needed supplies to his tribe, and after losing the tribal battle, he planned to move his tribe to the abandoned Qiang settlement of Baigouju in order to avoid being annexed by other tribes. It just so happened that Yan Li, who was still at a disadvantage in the family, was also trying to find foreign aid, and the two sides hit it off as soon as they got in touch.

This transaction was originally Yan Li's plan to secretly fund these Qiang people in the name of the transaction, but before leaving, Yan Xing suddenly took his riders to catch up with the convoy, which made Yan Li's plan come to naught. After all, the Qiang people came this time mainly to receive supplies, and did not prepare the corresponding trading horses, although they brought out a small number of horses to stabilize Yan Xing, but they wanted to cover it up, but after all, they still showed their flaws.

If it weren't for the surveillance of Yan Xing and his party, Yan Li could have collected some inferior horses through other means along the way, or directly colluded with the Qiang people, pretending to be attacked by horse thieves outside the plug and lost most of the goods. But with Yan Xing's uninvited guests, Yan Li is in the way of everything he does, and now in this case, either the Qiang people will send out some of their own horses, or they will directly kill Yan Xing's people, and there will be no proof of death.

From Yan Li's standpoint, of course he hoped that the Qiang people would be able to get out of the horses, after all, if this kind of thing was not done well, not only would the other people in the team be suspicious, but it would also be a great obstacle to his next plan to return to the clan, so he had secretly sent someone to inform the Qiang people of this situation before the transaction. However, from the standpoint of the Qiang people, the Lost Party is obviously unwilling to give out their horses, on the contrary, the Lost Party is more inclined to directly exterminate Yan Xing and others. As a result, the two sides had differences, and Yan Li could only negotiate in person. In the end, Yan Feng, who had been connecting the bridges, came up with an idea for both sides: Later, the lost party would come forward and take down Yan Xing and others on the charge of offending the Qiang gods, and detain the entire cargo on the grounds of punishment, so as to meet the needs of both parties.

Squinting his triangular eyes and pinching a few sparse beards under his chin, Yan Feng continued to add with a smile: "In this way, in order to redeem Yan Xing and others, the clan has to rely on the negotiation between the lord and the lord of the lost party. ”

Before Yan Li could speak, the fan party had already clapped his hands and shouted, "Your Han people's heads are good, so that both of us can benefit from each other, which is really a clever plan!" ”

Seeing that the bewitched party expressed his attitude, although Yan Li didn't like it in his heart, he slowly spoke after a while: "At present, this method does work, but my nephew is brave, and dozens of idlers can't get close to him, and he likes to make friends with light heroes on weekdays, and most of his subordinates are a group of fierce and light deaths, if you are not fully prepared, I am afraid it will be difficult to start!" ”

Hearing this, the fan party laughed: "If you talk about plowing the fields and plowing the land, the people of my Qiang tribe are not as good as you Han people, but when it comes to this horse fighting, you Han people are afraid that they are not half of our Qiang people, and I have a hundred and ten warriors who can drive strong bows and train fierce horses, and it is only a matter of a moment to take down your nephew's Xu people!" ”

The words of the lost party have insulted the Han people present, Yan Li frowned, but now he is about to borrow the knife of the Qiang people to do things, and the forbearance is over, and he arches his hand towards the lost party: "Then it depends on you!" ”

The party took a big bow and was about to gather the warriors of the clan to act. The Qiang people in front of the settlement suddenly became noisy, and the sound of horses' hooves came, and a horse emerged from the dilapidated houses in the front row.

"The person who came is Yan Xing!" Among the crowd, Yan Feng reacted the fastest, pointing at the galloping men and horses and shouted.

Hearing that the person who came was Yan Xing, the misguided party remembered what Yan Li said just now that this person was brave and good at fighting, and immediately reined in his spirit, and loudly ordered the Qiang people who were guarding him: "Take down this person!" ”

There are many Qiang people in Jincheng, and there are also Qiang warriors among Yan Xing's horsemen, and Yan Xing still knows a little about the language of the Qiang people. Seeing that a person who was very likely to be the leader of the Qiang people ordered to arrest him, and Yan Li and his group watched from the sidelines, although they didn't know the agreement that the two sides had just reached, they subconsciously knew that they were a step too late.

In the face of adversity, Yan Xing became more and more calm. Speed up and rush to the crowd. In the face of the Qiang people who rushed towards him, Yan Xing made the first move, stretched out a spear from his horse and stabbed a Qiang man who rushed over to death, avoiding the two spears that stabbed him, and the speed of the horse did not decrease, and he raised his hooves and kicked over a Qiang man in front of him. At this time, the cavalry behind had also arrived, and with the speed of the horse, the knife and spear stabbed, and the Qiang guards present suffered a big loss in an instant, killing and wounding seven or eight.

Seeing that these cavalry were so fierce, the Lost Party hurriedly took refuge behind the mound under the protection of the remaining Qiang, and at the same time ordered the horn to be blown to summon the other Qiang. And Yan Li and the others also hurriedly rushed to the horses they were tied not far away, wanting to ride out of the White Dog Gathering. Yan Xing saw that the people on both sides were dodging, and the Qiang people around were also beginning to gather. In a hurry, he shouted to Yan Li: "Uncle no longer needs to be with Hu Chongxu and the snake, the Qiang people outside the gathering have been killed, and the nephew has come to answer, the second and third sons, follow me to kill Hu!" ”

Hearing Yan Xing's shout, Yan Li's face changed instantly. Seeing Yan Xing shouting loudly, continuing to rush and kill with his cavalry, while the other Qiang people who understood Chinese looked at him again and his eyes already contained killing intent, he couldn't help but stop in the chaos in his heart, turned around to face the direction of the retreat of the misty party, and hesitated to catch up and explain clearly. Seeing Yan Li stop, the thin Yan Feng hurriedly rushed to his side and grabbed Yan Li's sleeve, and said hurriedly:

"Lord, hurry up, this is Yan Xing's trick, the Qiang people have been angered at the moment, and there are no eyes on the battlefield, so I'll withdraw from the gathering first, and then make a difference between right and wrong!"

The muscles on Yan Li's face twitched violently a few times, he exhaled a breath of turbidity, turned around and ran towards the bolted horse again, Yan Feng also breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly followed with other cronies and servants.

Yan Xing led the cavalry to kill, although he did not catch up with the leader of the Qiang people, but there were also five or six Qiang people who died under the spear. The open space behind the gathering is not large, and the Qiang people have arrived one after another with various long and short weapons, and if they stay any longer, they are afraid that they will fall into a heavy siege. After stabbing another Qiang, Yan Xing began to order a retreat, so the horsemen turned their horses' heads, covered each other, and retreated like a tide, knocking over and killing many Qiang along the same road.

The pressure on the front dropped sharply, and the misty party who had re-emerged behind the mound saw his clansmen being slashed back and forth by Yan Xing and others like chopping melons and vegetables, and the anger in his chest instantly rushed to his brain. Enraged, he hissed and ordered:

"Kill all these Han slaves and cut off their heads for me!"

Hearing the order, the Qiang people gathered like locusts in a group to chase and kill, and Yan Xing and the others rode fast and rushed out of the gate of the settlement before closing the siege. And Yan Li and the others were not so lucky, the cronies who chased Yan Xing before did not dare to break in like Yan Xing and the others, and were stopped by the Qiang people as soon as they entered the door, and now they were swarmed by the angry Qiang people and hacked to death with knives. Yan Li has cronies and guards around him, although he did not fall into a desperate situation, but he was still stopped by the Qiang people, under the attack of many Qiang people, Yan Li and others were left and right, and the cronies and servants were picked off their horses one after another, but fortunately, the Qiang people did not have time to encircle, and finally rushed out.

Yan Li and the others, who barely broke through, didn't have time to rejoice, and they just ran to the gate when they saw that Yan Xing, who had rushed out, had already led people to slash and kill the Qiang people on the field, and the Qiang people had to leave the goods and flee in all directions. The original convoy had withdrawn to a wooded area not far from the White Dog Gathering, and the unloaded vehicles were connected to each other and formed a circular formation.

Yan Li and Yan Feng looked at each other, their mouths were dry, and the Qiang people behind them were about to catch up, and there were Yan Xing and others outside, Yan Li's eyebrows had already wrinkled into a Sichuan shape, and he hesitated for a moment and decided to return to the convoy, and rode his horse towards the woods.

Unexpectedly, before he got close to the car formation, he saw someone standing on the high part of the car formation shouting:

"Those who come stop, the gentleman has an order, the car is in formation, and those who dare to violate the formation will be shot and killed!"

When Yan Li's few remaining cronies and servants heard this, they were all furious, and one of his cronies slapped his horse and scolded: "Cheap slave, dare to block the master's house, don't move away quickly——"

Before the scolding was over, one of the people in the car had already fired a bow and shot an arrow, and the arrow was so powerful that Yan Li's cronies were shot off the horse before they could react. At this time, the people of Yan Li were completely silent, and they all reined in their horses, fearing that they would not move forward. Yan Li had a dark face and did not speak, this time he finally saw clearly, the head of the car was the horse of the Yan family, and the riders standing beside him were all Yan Xing's horsemen, and the heads of his cronies who had left to command the convoy had been cut off and inserted into a spear standing on the side of the chariot.

Seeing that Yan Li's people stopped their horses, Ma Lin breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, things had changed beyond Yan Xing's original agreement with him, although he had now led the people in the convoy to obey Yan Xing's arrangement, but he was unwilling to let him shoot Yan Li. Now that Yan Li stopped, and things still had a turn for the better, he hurriedly shouted:

"The soldiers are dangerous, you better stay in the forest for the time being!"

The situation is stronger than people, Yan Li is unwilling, and he can only bow his head when his life is at stake, although it is humiliating to temporarily avoid the forest, it is better than turning back to face the Qiang people who are killing people and the sharp arrows in front of him, so Yan Li glared at Ma Lin on the car formation viciously, turned back to Yan Feng and the others and said:

"Let's go!"

Ma Lin watched Yan Lile avoid the car formation, and ran into the forest with the people in a gray manner, with mixed feelings in his heart, turned his head to look at the person who had just opened the bow, and said with a wry smile:

"Xiao Kui, your arrow almost scared my heart and liver just now!"

The rider who was called Xiao Kui grinned, pointed to the Qiang people who swarmed out of the gate and said:

"You're worried about it again, this is what you should worry about right now!"