"My lord, this is not the right time."

Zhao Yun said in a deep voice.

Apparently, he also found the problem.

Just as the Central Plains Society will nominate those military generals and strategists who have stimulated their fighting spirit and spiritual power to become officials, all tribes in the grassland also have a tradition of selecting warriors, and in order to encircle these extraordinary people with great strength, each tribe will give the winners the honor and status beyond most people.

Over time, this evolved into a large-scale celebration and entertainment with the participation of the whole people.

Including wrestling, archery, horse racing, singing and dancing, and other events.

However, this kind of conference is usually held after the spring and snow, and at this time, the timing is not right. Most people are busy preparing supplies for the winter, and they don't have the time or energy to participate in any recreational activities. What's more, now that the adult males of Wuhuan have gone outside to fight, the children and women under the age of twelve or thirteen who remain in the various tribes are basically those who are under the age of twelve or thirteen.

Moreover, Nanshan listened to it for a long time and found that the reward given was also extremely attractive.

The Golden Horde promised that the winner would receive a thousand sheep, two hundred oxen, and fifty good horses, in addition to the honor and status of the majority. That's the equivalent of all the possessions of a small tribal leader, enough for them to live comfortably for the rest of their lives. In particular, the person who won the most items could also get ten beautiful Central Plains women from the south as his slave girls.

If it weren't for the fact that the conference limited the participants to only Wuhuan people, and in order to prevent outsiders from impersonating, the leaders of various tribes need to be recommended, and the people of all ethnic groups who are watching will probably think that they will simply be Wuhuan people in the past few days.

"It's really generous, and it actually gives so many rewards....."

"It seems that they have gained a lot in the south this time, first buying slaves on a large scale, and then holding this very expensive event before the winter, I don't know how many good things they have stolen and come back....."

"Hey, if it weren't for the discord between our Xianbei tents, how could it be the turn of these Wuhuan people to be in the limelight and take advantage of them this time, 100,000 armored cavalry will go south, maybe they will have the opportunity to occupy the flower world of the Han people, and they don't have to endure the wind and .....sun in this bitter cold place."

"Yes, since the Qiang people grew strong in Xiliang, there have been rebellions for more than 100 years, and the Central Plains Dynasty has no energy to care about the affairs of our grassland, especially now that the Han Dynasty itself has begun to take care of itself, and natural disasters and uprisings have frequently broken out internally, otherwise, why do you think the Wuhuan people dare to collude with Zhang Ju and Zhang Chun, that is, they have seen signs of decline of the Han people."

"It's a pity that we can only watch others take these good things away."

"Not necessarily, some small tribes don't have the opportunity to get these benefits at all, if you can impress those tribal leaders by joining, with them as a guarantee, you can naturally participate."

"Hahaha, this is indeed a way to ....."

……

Listening to these enthusiastic discussions, Zhao Yun's face was full of solemnity.

"As soon as this case is opened, I am afraid that the people of the Central Plains will suffer again......"

Nanshan knew what he was worried about.

It should be that after thinking of such a beautiful performance of the Wuhuan people, they will be seen by all the tribes of the grassland, and the trend of going south will rise from now on, and any cat or dog will dare to take advantage of the big man.

He didn't say anything, though, because that's what happened. As more and more grassland peoples found that the Han was becoming weak, they would hit it with ideas, not only Wuhuan, but also the Xiongnu, Xianbei, Ding Ling, Fuyu, etc., would slowly start to act, so that in the end, these Hu people formed an alliance and occupied the entire northern part of the Central Plains, causing unprecedented disasters to the Han people and civilization.

He just had an idea.

"Zilong, it just takes time to contact and incite other slaves, are you interested in participating in the Wuhuan people's activities with me and getting a few champions back?"

“……”

Of course Zhao Yun refused, when was this time, what if his identity was exposed?

In this regard, he was speechless for a long time before he smiled bitterly and persuaded: "My lord, please don't make such jokes. ”

However, Nanshan said that he was serious.

"These Wuhuan people don't know what the hell they're up to, so in case there are any surprises in the implementation of our plan, it's best to find out what they're doing in advance.....

In the end, Zhao Yun still did not resist his own lord, and agreed to him to make such a risky behavior, only saying that he should be careful when parting, if his identity is discovered, he must send a signal, he will take the slaves he has contacted to riot together as soon as possible, and rush over to protect him.

There is no way, although after this period of contact, Zhao Yun has agreed with his father-in-law's philosophy from the bottom of his heart, and regards the other party as his lifelong follower, but I don't know why, I always feel a little unreliable.

I don't know if he's the only one who thinks so.

Although the lord is full of wisdom and decisiveness, his approach to many things is a bit whimsical, which makes people completely confused. For example, without an exact map or guide, he dared to wander around the endless grassland, but no matter how he walked, he would not encounter any danger, and the small tribes scattered throughout the grassland were also found one by one.

This extremely strange phenomenon, while making Zhao Yun feel shocked and stunned, can only be summed up as a sentence of destiny, but it makes those members who have joined the Arms God Sect become more and more worshipful and believing.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of it."

Looking at Zhao Yun, who had been repeatedly advised, Nanshan waved his hand helplessly, but he was not worried about his safety at all.

Because he had already figured out what to do.

By the time he came back, Nanshan had already incarnated as the illegitimate son of a small tribal leader. Because it was born of a slave, it has not been taken seriously. Although there is no shortage of food and clothing, there is no status in the tribe at all, and I don't like to come into contact with other people because of the bullying and insults I have received since I was a child. Then, he was sent by the reward-hungry tribal leader to get the qualification to win the conference.

And for the sake of insurance, after Nanshan finished setting this character that is difficult to expose, he also used mental hints and absolute compliance to hypnotize most of the people of that tribe, making them agree with this statement from the bottom of their hearts.

The only problem is probably that when most of the men of the tribe are dispatched to fight outside, it is a bit strange that such a person with good combat power suddenly appeared.