Liu Fan admired Xun Yu's active thinking and calm demeanor very much, and became more and more aware of the importance of a strategist.

Plan before you act, think before you act. No matter how perfect Liu Fan thinks about it alone, there will always be flaws, and a top strategist can make up for his flaws, or even create perfection.

Unconsciously, Liu Fan thought of Jia Xu again, the man who had no last resort in history, every time he offered a plan, the lord would return victoriously if he listened, and returned in vain if he didn't listen.

"It will take about a month for the Yellow River to freeze, and I will go to Guzang again tomorrow." Liu Fan was thirsty for talent, and secretly decided.

After Liu Fan returned to the barracks, he immediately called Guan Yu, Xu Huang, Zhou Cang, Liu Jiang and Liu Hai to his tent, and told them that he was going to Wuwei again and asked Jia Xu to come out of the mountain.

"The lord is going to Wuwei again, and it takes more than 20 days to come and go. Today I saw a thin layer of cold ice on the Yellow River, and I am afraid that it will not be long before the Xiongnu will cross the Yellow River. Liu Jiang said anxiously.

"Zihao, you must know that freezing three feet is not a day's cold. It's still far from the day when I'm three feet frozen. Liu Fan's tone of voice was calm. Liu Fan had already inquired about the fisherman who lived by the river.

Zihao is Liu Jiang's cousin. In the past, Liu Jiang and Liu Hai had always called Liu Fan the master, and at first they didn't feel that there was anything wrong, maybe it was because they were used to it, but after entering the barracks, they always felt that it was particularly harsh when they were called the master, so Liu Fan drank and ordered Liu Jiang and Liu Hai to call him the master like Guan Yu and others.

"Rest assured, our army has more than 5,000 soldiers and horses, how can I be afraid of the two or three thousand Huns, although the three hundred cavalry have not been trained in horsemanship, but the dismount and foot battles are all elite soldiers, if the Huns really cross the river in advance, I dig a trap pit, prepare a tripping horse, I lead three hundred elite soldiers straight to the Chinese army, behead its leader, Gongming and Yuanfu led five thousand soldiers to form a formation to meet the enemy, the Huns are not worried!" Guan Yufeng's eyes flashed with sharpness, and the tone of his voice did not take the Huns in his eyes at all, and he was proud again.

"Okay, Yun Chang has won my heart, and he is really outstanding. However, such a victory is inevitable, but our army will also suffer heavy losses, I have calculated the period, before the Huns cross the river, I will return. Liu Fan first praised Guan Yu, and then expressed his willingness not to let the army lose too much.

Guan Yu was greatly relieved by the word extraordinary, but as everyone knows, this word was invented for him by Zhuge Liang in later generations.

"I wish the lord a smooth journey, and I will definitely invite Mr. Jia Xu back this time." Zhou Cangkou was clumsy, he only knew that Jia Xu was a great talent.

"The blessing of the Yuanfu." Liu Fan smiled, then changed his words, and said solemnly: "Don't relax after I leave."

"No." Guan Yu, Xu Huang and others responded in unison.

Early the next morning, Liu Fan stepped on the Qingxuan Sword, put on a thick robe, and rode out of the barracks.

Liu Fan's route is still the same as the original, first crossing the Fenshui, and then crossing the Yellow River to Fengxu through the Dayu ferry in Puban County, and taking the Yongliang Straight Road.

Dayu ferry is just a small ferry, usually civilian, a little downstream, there is a ferry called Fengling Ferry, Fengling Ferry is the first Yellow River ferry today, in the upper reaches of the Yellow River north to the south to the east of the corner, Qin, Jin, Henan's fortress, grasp the Hexi, Hedong, Central Plains, Guanzhong's lifeline, since ancient times soldiers must fight for the place.

Eight days later, Liu Fan came to Jincheng County, and after Jincheng was the boundary of Wuwei. Liu Fan saw that the sun was about to tilt towards the western mountain, and planned to find a town to rest, and ran for another day, and both people and horses were very tired.

Liu Fan hadn't been running along the road for a quarter of an hour when he heard a fighting sound in front of him. Liu Fan fixed his eyes and saw that there were hundreds of people, and the clothes they wore were all Qiang Hu clothes, and these were all Qiang people.

Jincheng County is a place where Han and Hu live together, and there are some Xiqiang tribes living in the Hehuang area, since Duan Cheng exterminated the East Qiang and pacified the West Qiang, the Qiang tribes did not dare to disturb in the Han land, and the Qiang school captain also had some authority in the Qiang tribes.

Liu Fan was ready to take a detour, they had internal contradictions, and there was no need for Liu Fan to get involved.

But Liu Fan's movement on horseback was not small, which disturbed this group of Qiang people, this group of Qiang people was divided into two parties, one side was nearly 100 people, and the other side was less than 20 people, and the small side obviously couldn't hold on.

"Catch him." A Qiang man shouted in Qiang.

Immediately, more than a dozen Qiang people got on their horses and rushed towards Liu Fan with knives.

Although Liu Fan couldn't understand what he was saying, he knew by looking at their actions that they were going to kill him. Is it a good thing to break them?

Run away? How can it be. Liu Fan didn't want to do things, but it meant that he was afraid of things.

Liu Fan took out the Qingxuan Sword from his waist, it seemed that the Qingxuan Sword was going to see blood today, so he patted his horse and rushed over.

In a moment's time, Liu Fan passed through the middle of a dozen or so Qiang people. When the horses of the Qiang people had galloped forward for about ten meters, blood spurted from their necks and they all fell to the ground.

Liu Fan practiced a murderous sword, which was not only fast, but also ruthless.

The Qiang people were shocked, but Liu Fan was not so easy to give up, if people don't offend me, I won't offend people, if people offend me, I will offend people. Liu Fan rode his horse and continued to rush towards the Qiang man who had just shouted.

"Block him, block him for me!" The Qiang man yelled loudly at his subordinates.

This Qiang man is the leader of this group of people, and at this moment, his intestines are about to repent, why should he provoke this killing god if he has nothing to do. When he saw that Liu Fan was alone, he was afraid that Liu Fan would ride over to sue the officials, and then the government would send troops to encircle and suppress them.

A group of Qiang people instantly separated dozens of people, holding weapons and attacking Liu Fan.

Liu Fan pulled the reins hard, the horse stopped in place, he turned over and dismounted to fight, because he was holding a short weapon, and it was not suitable to fight with the people under the horse on the horse.

Liu Fan's long sword flipped and wandered between the crowd. The Qingxuan Sword is extremely sharp and can easily cut through enemy weapons. He resisted and slew them, but none of them were his enemies. Dozens of people were killed by Liu Fan in a while, and the rest of them desperately retreated, afraid of Liu Fan like a devil.

The leader of the Qiang people was greedy for life and afraid of death, and did not dare to fight against Liu Fan, so he hurriedly fled. Liu Fan picked up a spear from the ground and threw it at the leader of the Qiang people, one spear piercing his heart through his back. The rest of the Qiang people who surrounded another group of Qiang people were frightened, and they scattered one after another.

Glancing at the rest of the Qiang people, Liu Fan turned around and left, this group of people belonged to the besieged, Liu Fan saved them by chance, so there was no need to kill them again.

There are more than a dozen Qiang people in this group, all of whom are armed with knives and wearing leather armor, and an old man about fifty years old is guarded in the middle, which shows that the identity of this old man is undoubtedly noble in the Qiang tribe.

"Eun Gong go slowly!" The old man of the Qiang people pushed away his guards and shouted at Liu Fan, he was talking about the more standard Han nationality.

In the Qiang people, especially the tribes close to the Han land, those Qiang nobles will learn from the Han people.

After hearing that someone could speak the Han language, Liu Fan turned around, and the old Qiang man knelt on the ground with his guard, and bowed to Liu Fan: "The chief of Huangshui Qiang is more than seven catties to thank Engong for saving his life."

There are many Qiang in Xiliang, the tribal leader of the Qiang tribe is called the chief, and the tribal leader of the Di tribe is called Haoshuai.

"Get up, raise your hands, don't thank me!" These people all knelt down to themselves, and Liu Fan was embarrassed to say anything serious.

And this old man is still the chief of the tribe, if Liu Fan remembers well, Huangshui Qiang should belong to the ancient Qiang tribe, and has been living between Huangshui and Jishi Mountain for thousands of years. It's just that the old man's name makes Liu Fan cry and laugh, and he doesn't have the momentum of a tribal chief at all, could it be that he was born with seven catties.

It really made Liu Fan think right, the Qiang people are generally named after the zodiac, the season is named, the month of birth is named, the father's age at birth is named, the weight at birth is named, the ranking is named, the place where the mother gives birth is named, the five elements are named, and the parents take the name of the temple and sacred objects that the parents worshipped for fertility before the child is born.

Qijin got up, walked towards Liu Fan, and saluted Liu Fan, he knew a good understanding of the culture and etiquette of the Han people.

"Since you are a tribal chief, why are you so embarrassed?" Liu Fan asked puzzled. Since Qijin is the leader of the tribe, Liu Fan plans to make friends, maybe it will be of great use in the future.

"Alas!" Qijin sighed and said sadly: "The family is unfortunate! The rebel son took advantage of my outings to send his cronies to kill me and spy on my chieftaincy. The person who was stabbed to death by Engong's spear just now was the first warrior under the rebel son. The son wants to kill the father, and it is a great rebellion! ”