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A black bone was handed to Zamacha.

As if welcoming a holy relic, Zamahe raised his hands above his head, took over the black bones, and muttered a series of unintelligible words in his mouth, looking excited.

He took it in his hand, groped it carefully, and reluctantly returned it to Xiang Cheng.

It can be seen that this black bone has a very important position in Zamahe's heart.

After confirming their identity, Yang Qiyi and his entourage became the most distinguished guests of Zamahe.

Old Zama led them to a large tent, and immediately someone offered them wine and meat.

Yang Qi's identity is undoubtedly the most noble, so Yang Qi sits at the top, Zama sits on the left side of the bottom, and Xiang Cheng sits on the right.

The people of Zamahe have a unique culture and customs.

Their etiquette is heroic with some delicacy, and Yang Qi personally feels what it means to be at home.

The wine has passed three rounds, and the meat has five flavors.

Yang Qi gave Xiang Cheng a look, and explained to Xiang Cheng the purpose of this trip.

"Elder, Zamahe, we hope for your help......"

Xiang Cheng was born in the military and spoke very directly.

Old Zamahe held a horn cup in his hand, and said with a smile while drinking: "My friend, if you have any requirements, you can do it, and old Zamahe will definitely help you." ”

Xiang Cheng said solemnly: "We want to mobilize the troops of the Zamahe garrison. ”

At the mention of the mobilization of the troops stationed in Zamahe, the old Zamahe's face obviously became unnatural.

Yang Qi saw at a glance that Zamahe's face was wrong, so he spoke: "Is there any difficulty?" ”

Lao Zamahe looked depressed and wanted to tell the truth, but he was afraid of offending Yang Qi and Xiangcheng, and even more afraid of offending the Cao family, so he could only keep a bitter face and not speak.

Yang Qi's heart was gloomy, but there was no change in his face, he said with a smile: "If there is any difficulty, say it directly, don't worry!" I won't embarrass you, and I believe the Cao family won't embarrass you either. ”

As if he had made up his mind, the old Zamahe said in a deep voice: "Distinguished guest, the old Zamahe hereby apologizes to you. There are some strong men in our tribe, but it's hard for us to help you. ”

Yang Qi and Xiang Cheng glanced at each other, and they both saw puzzlement in each other's eyes.

Old Zamahe seemed to anticipate what the two of them were like, so he didn't wait for them to ask, and began to ask questions.

"The Zamahe tribe has not received the imperial court's food for three years. Even the weapons and horses of the Zamahe tribe were still from five years ago. Many of the weapons were rusty, and the horses were old. ”

When Lao Zamahe said this, he said very sadly: "The strong men and mighty warriors in our tribe have learned from the Han people to go to the fields and farm together, and there is no longer the bloody battle in the past." Now the people in our station, we are not so much soldiers as ordinary people. ”

Xiang Cheng said angrily: "My lord will give you enough weapons and food every year, are you lying to me? ”

Old Zamahe was frightened, and lowered his head in frustration and did not speak.

Yang Qi dragged Xiangcheng and whispered in his ear: "You have been following my father-in-law, so you don't know a lot about the bottom layer. I saw it when I came in just now, and it really looks like they haven't been paid for a few years. But, as he said, there are no soldiers and horses, but I don't believe it. ”

Xiang Cheng glanced at Lao Zama, and asked Yang Qi softly, "What did my uncle see?" ”

Yang Qi waved his hand and said, "Don't talk for a while, leave it to me to deal with." ”

Xiang Cheng nodded.

Yang Qi smiled and said, "Elder Zamahe, I want to know, that piece of black bone ......"

Before Yang Qi finished speaking, he was interrupted by Lao Zamahe.

"No, no, no, honored guest, that's a holy thing. The sacred relic of our tribe, the bones of the wolf god. ”

Yang Qi nodded and said, "The bones of the wolf god...... You can see that it is important to you. ”

Old Zamahe said stiffly: "It is the life of all the people of our tribe, but you have taken it. ”

Yang Qi stretched his waist, narrowed his eyes, and chuckled, "Give you a chance to get it back." ”

"Really?"

Old Zama's eyes widened with surprise.

Yang Qi nodded sincerely.

After a brief moment of surprise, old Zamahe put away his smile, and a wise light flashed in his old eyes.

"What do we need to give?"

Yang Qi spread out his hand and said bluntly: "All the warriors in your tribe. ”

"Oh?!"

Old Zamahe shook his head and said, "There are no more warriors in our tribe. ”

Yang Qi put away the smile on his face and said coldly, "Zamahe, not all people are stupid people. Give you one last chance. If you don't tell the truth, I can assure you that the bones of the wolf god will disappear from this world. ”

Old Zamahe stood up abruptly and roared, "You can't do this, you are blaspheming, and the wolf god will be blamed." ”

Yang Qi didn't care about the guilt of the wolf god.

If there really is a wolf god, then he really wants to see it.

If Lang Shot exists, then Shichiro God also exists.

(In some places in Shanxi now, there are still temples of the god Qilang, and Yang Qilang is enshrined in it.) Of course, there are many legends about the god Shichiro, some say it is an evil god, some say it is a righteous god, in short, there are different opinions, it varies from person to person. Personally, the author is more inclined to the side of justice. After all, in our land of China, those who can be worshiped with great fanfare are righteous gods. ）

Yang Qi didn't believe that he was a god and needed to be afraid of a little wolf god.

Yang Qi glanced at Old Zama.

Old Zamahe had a feeling that he had been seen through.

He knew that he couldn't go on with his play, so he could only close his eyes and said bitterly: "There are still two thousand warriors in Zamahe's station." They are the last of Zamaha's strength. I can give it to you, but you must give us the bones of the wolf god. ”

It was originally a dispatch of troops, but in the end it turned into a transaction.

This also proves in disguise that the Cao family's power in the northwest is really weak.

Hearing that there were only two thousand people in the Zama station, Yang Qi was obviously disappointed.

Two thousand Zamahe soldiers are probably not enough to even plug their teeth against the 100,000 regular Liao army.

Adhering to the idea that no matter how small the lice is, it is also meat, Yang Qi still agreed to Zamahe's deal.

Old Zamahe handed over two thousand Zamahe soldiers to Xiangcheng on the spot.

Xiang Cheng also handed the bone of the wolf god to Lao Zamahe according to the agreement.

When the old Zamahe got the bone of the wolf god, the old tears were rampant.

Back then, in order to keep the clan alive, he humiliated the sacred relics in the clan to Cao Bin.

After many years, the holy relic was back in his hands, and he couldn't be unhappy.

At night, in Yang Qi's room, Xiang Cheng, Lao He, Lao Xiong and other people from the Qu Department were there.

Yang Qi said with a solemn face: "There are only 2,000 garrisons in Zamahe, and it is undoubtedly a drop in the bucket to use these 2,000 people to rush to the aid of Yanmen Pass." So, I had to find a way to move other rescuers. ”

Lao He frowned and said, "The Seventh Master wants to go to ......"

"Fold!"

Yang Qi never hid in front of his own people, and directly stated his purpose.

Judging from the situation in the entire northwest, at present, only the soldiers and horses of the two families can be dispatched to help Yanmen Pass.

One is the folded family, and the other is the party departments.

It's just that although the party departments have taken refuge in the Great Song Dynasty, if they want to mobilize their soldiers and horses, they must have Zhao Guangyi's will, otherwise, people will ignore you.

Therefore, the only thing Yang Qi can ask for help is to fold his family.

"Seventh Master, although the status of the Zhe family in the Great Song Dynasty is special, they don't dare to risk going against the grain."

Lao He analyzed: "Seventh Master, the nature of the Zhe family is different from that of the others. Their soldiers and horses have no will, and when they leave Fuzhou and reach Yanmen Pass, they will be labeled as rebels at any time. ”

Xiang Cheng nodded and said: "The Zhe family is a special existence in the Great Song Dynasty, and Your Majesty has long looked at the Zhe family unpleasantly." tried every means to collect the soldiers and horses of the Zhe family, and wanted to bring Fuzhou under the jurisdiction of the Great Song Dynasty.

It's just that the old head of the Zhe family is very alert, so the court has never been able to seize the opportunity.

If you go to ask the Zhe family to send troops this time, it is equivalent to asking the Zhe family to hand over the military power. The Fold family will definitely not agree. ”

Yang Qi also knew some of the powerful relationships inside, but now that he has no way out.

Lao Yang was trapped in Yanmen Pass, which was something he didn't expect.

If he expected it, he would directly transfer troops from the south and let the soldiers and horses from the south be transported by sea.

Now, far water can't quench the thirst of the near.

"Whether it works out or not, I have to go home."

Yang Qi said this sentence categorically.

Yang Qi is the biggest here, so his persistence can basically be regarded as the final decision.

Early the next morning, Xiang Cheng and Lao Xiong and others, with the soldiers of the Zamahe station, rushed to the Two Wolf Mountains twenty miles outside Yanmen Pass.

Yang Qi took Lao He and more than a dozen Qubu, rode fast horses, and rushed to Fuzhou.

Fuzhou is two days away from Fenzhou.

The atmosphere in Fuzhou City was obviously different from other places in the Great Song Dynasty.

The big and small officials in the prefecture are all appointed by the Zhe family.

Moreover, the management of the entire prefecture is basically a state of half military management.

Therefore, on the streets of Fuzhou, you can see soldiers gathering in groups everywhere.

Yang Qi rode his horse on the streets of Fuzhou and felt everything in Fuzhou.

Fuzhou is very lively.

And Fuzhou gives people a feeling that is somewhat similar to Yongzhou.

In addition to some Han people, there are also many nomadic people in Fuzhou City.

Moreover, it is obvious that these people are from different tribes.

They seem to get along very well.

Visiting in the city of Fuzhou, I have to admire the folding family.

The Zhejia family is obviously in charge of Fuzhou, but the whole Fuzhou is more like a trading city.

The Zhejia took over the trade between the Great Song Dynasty and the party, and built Fuzhou into an international trade center.

Yang Qi calculated along the way, with the commercial tax in Fuzhou City.

The tax received every year is enough to support 100,000 soldiers.

In other words, relying on the city of Fuzhou alone, the Zhe family can afford to support all the troops of the Zhe family on the bright side.

In addition to this main city, Fuzhou also has seven county seats.

"This is probably the benefit of listening to the tune and not listening to the announcement, and being the emperor of the soil."

Compared with other generals in the Great Song Dynasty, the wealthy ones of the Zhe family are much faster than other generals.

This is also the reason why Cao Bin, the number one military boss in the privy envoy position, also joined Yang Qi to become the emperor of the country in Jiaozhi.

Compared with the prosperity of Fuzhou City, the folding mansion in the city is simple and simple.

Yang Qi jumped off the horse, handed the reins to Lao He, and walked to the door of the Folding Mansion.

The guards at the gate of the mansion kept them out.

"In Xia Yang Yanhei, I ask to see the old general of your mansion."

The soldier guarding the door squinted, glanced Yang Qi up and down, tilted his head and said, "It's not from the northwest, right?" ”

Yang Qi nodded sincerely: "No! ”

The soldier guarding the door smiled and said, "It's no wonder. In this northwest, no one knows that the folding mansion in this Fuzhou city is only used to deal with the imperial court. Our master, as well as our young master, have been living in Zhuangzi outside the city for a long time.

That's where the real folds are. ”

Yang Qi hugged his fists in shame and said, "I've been taught!" ”

Yang Qi left the Folding Mansion and retreated to the avenue.

Lao He greeted him and asked, "Seventh Master, where are we going next?" ”

Yang Qidao: "Go to the outside of the city to fold the Zhuangzi." ”

The two of them stepped on their horses and ran all the way to the Zhuangzi of the Zhejia family.

Galloping horses......

"Bang~"

I don't know if God wants to get along with Yang Qi.

When they were riding their horses and preparing to leave the Eastern City, a carriage rushed out and directly knocked down a horse from the Yang Mansion Qubu.

Thankfully, both sides are fine.

However, the people sitting in the carriage did not seem to have any trace of reconciliation with them.

It seems to have been premeditated in advance, when Lao He had a quarrel with others. In an instant, from the surrounding streets, hundreds of men wearing scimitars and party uniforms poured out.

"Don't move, come with us!"

From beginning to end, the party members were just shouting this sentence, and there was nothing else.

"Look for death!"

Lao He and the others immediately drew their swords to resist, but they were stopped by Yang Qi.

Then, Yang Qiyi and his entourage, like quails, were escorted out of Fuzhou City by the party members.

Outside the city of Fuzhou, there is a hidden manor.

Yang Qi and the others were brought in.

All were taken to a luxurious house.

The house was lavishly decorated, but there was no one in it.

After the party members took them in, they also withdrew.

In the luxurious mansion of the manor, Lao He looked around with a blank face, "Seventh Master, what do you mean by these party members, why did you bring us here?" ”

Yang Qi walked indifferently to a couch unique to the party members, and sat cross-legged on the ground.

"Sit down, all of you. The owner of this compartment invited us to come over as a guest, and we didn't have to be too polite. ”

The bits sit cross-legged.

Lao He asked again, "Seventh Master, what the hell is going on." ”

Yang Qiman said incoherently: "If I guessed correctly, it should be an acquaintance who invited us as a guest." ”

"Acquaintances?"

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