Heavy rain overnight caused several nearby rivers to flood at the same time.

At the same time, the more than 30 tribes of King Hutu in the area of Rouge Mountain died all the chiefs, high priests, as well as their servants, family members, and die-hard supporters.

Like Ah Tie, Ah Mu may use a slightly different technique, but the effect is the same.

That is to let these tribes, large and small, lose their leaders, fall into a brief chaos, and then distribute the vast amount of property held by those beasts in the form of 'temporary custody'.

Man dies for money, and birds die for food.

The hierarchical system of the Huns is extremely strict, the noble lord is the sky, and the high priest is the god, these people, who have been passed down from generation to generation for hundreds of years, have always been the top predators on the grassland, and have never regarded ordinary shepherds as human beings.

In their eyes, the shepherds on the grassland are just slaves who herd sheep and horses for them, and their status is slightly higher than that of Han slaves.

In other words, one of their lives is not as valuable as a sheep in the flock.

Now, those noble lords have died suddenly.

The cattle and sheep were 'temporarily' returned to the ordinary shepherds, and even if a new noble lord arrived, it would be extremely costly to take back the property.

Of course, this is the case of Yang Chuan's existence.

The hierarchical system formed over thousands of years has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and if this 'victory' is not quickly consolidated, the devil knows what will happen......

……

Yang Chuan was overjoyed when he received the message from Ah Tie, Ah Mu and others.

These cowards have really grown up.

Not only are the methods of killing tricky and ruthless, but they have begun to think about problems with their brains.

"Ah Tie, tell Ah Mu that this deal is doing well, I like it very much."

"In addition, immediately inform everyone, send a group of men and horses, intercept and assassinate the people sent by King Hutu along the way, and if possible, you can also pretend to be the messenger of King Hugh Tu, and simply give all the dead heads, cattle and sheep of the high priest's family to the shepherd's family."

"By the way, we also want to stir up internal contradictions among the Huns, and take the opportunity of electing a new leader and high priest to let them fight among themselves."

"If necessary, you have to kill some people......"

Yang Chuan told him very seriously, and then he sent Ah Tie, who had sneaked back to Rouge City to 'report work', and asked them to continue to make trouble on the territory of King Hutu.

"Next, it's time for Ben Hou to make a move."

After Ah Tie left, in a certain stone house in Rouge City, Yang Chuan stayed alone for a long time, drawing in circles on a piece of parchment for two or three hours before he slowly raised his head: "King Hutu, let's try this table of chefs." ”

Yang Chuan walked out of the stone house, only to find that the sky was gloomy, and it was already dusk.

Standing in the Rouge City, looking around, the Qilian Mountain in the distance is like a looming dragon, winding from west to east; At the foot of Rouge Mountain, several huge river valleys, cattle and sheep are everywhere, and they are slowly returning to their respective circles.

"Messenger of the Great Snow Mountain, there is news from the Evil King."

Just as Yang Chuan was pondering, the head of Ala Khan hurried over: "In about twenty days, the Hun Evil King and they will come back." ”

Yang Chuan was happy in his heart.

Is this what the Evil King means?

I'm afraid it's what Huo Quzhi and Cao Xiang mean.

According to the established 'strategic plan', the Yulin army under the command of Huo Quzhi swept all the way to the west in the bright place, trying to eliminate the living force of the Hun Evil King, while Yang Chuan was in the dark, in the two strategic places of Dachaigou and Rouge Mountain, trying to find a way to gain a foothold, as the two nails of the Han Empire, and fiercely inserted it into the territory of King Hutu.

After that, when Huo Qubing defeated the evil king, he would march eastward and beat King Hutu down in one go.

And so it goes.

The entire Hexi Corridor would be opened up and become part of the Han Empire......

"The evil king of Hun also sent a message to this envoy, to be precise, during the Mid-Autumn Festival, they will be able to return to Rouge Mountain."

Yang Chuan raised his eyes and looked at the vast land, and was in a good mood: "The Evil King is very satisfied with you, the head of the tribe, and when he comes back, he may have to do something to King Hutu." ”

The head of Ala Khan was taken aback: "Do you want to do it, Hugh Tu King?" ”

Yang Chuan nodded, and said indifferently: "The Hun Evil King led tens of thousands of troops to fight with the Han Dynasty army for about two months, and the Hun Tu King didn't even send out a hundred-man team, and moreover, he also stuck a knife in the back of your Hun Evil King, and actually attacked several tribes east of Longshou Mountain. ”

Alahan's face changed dramatically.

It is no secret that the evil king and the king of Hutu are not at odds, and it is common for each other, because of the affairs of some neighboring tribes, to test each other and make tricks against each other.

Especially in the area of Longshou Mountain and Rouge Mountain, it is the junction of the territory of the two kings of ten thousand households, and there are naturally a lot of bad things.

However, to say that the two kings tore their faces and fought fiercely, it was still beyond the imagination of the head of Alahan.

Still, think about it.

With his identity and status, before Yang Chuan's arrival, he was only the head of a medium-sized tribe, and the Evil King of Hun might not even know his name, how could he know such a 'military affairs'......

"Emissary, what else did the Evil King say?" Alakhan asked tentatively.

"He said that King Hugh Tu was too deceitful, and he had already begun to send cavalry to the area of Longshou Mountain and Rouge Mountain, and it seemed that he might want to take advantage of him to fight outside and seize your pastures and territory, so he has sent two generals and led a team of 10,000 people to rush over."

Yang Chuan said solemnly: "The Evil King is worried about the sneak attack of King Hutu, and his 10,000-strong team has no time to rescue, so he wants this envoy to help him resist one or two."

But the head of Alahan.

You also know that this envoy is not good at fighting and killing, and he only has a few hundred servants in his hands, so he can't resist the sneak attack of King Hugh Tu at all.

In this way, you quickly gather a group of men and horses and temporarily garrison them in Rouge City, once the King of Hugh Tu moves, we can have a good preparation......"

The head of Alahan nodded, and hurried out to run errands.

Looking at this honest and cunning Hun leader, Yang Chuan half-squinted, watched him out of Rouge City, and galloped away on horseback.

'If they are not of my race, their hearts will be different. ’

Yang Chuan sighed secretly.

This Alakhan head must have rushed back to the tribe and sent someone to the evil king to verify the truth of the matter as quickly as possible.

But it's understandable.

Summoning and mobilizing an army of one or two thousand people is not something that a tribal leader can do......

Huo Qubing and Cao Xiang captured the evil king alive, and now they are still cleaning up the mess in the area of Tuweizi City, and they can't free up their hands at all.

Then, you can only figure it out for yourself.

Yang Chuan wrote a secret letter to Huo Quzhi and asked the stupid eagle to send it, and then began to work on the affairs of the first line of Rouge Mountain, striving to firmly control the land of 1,000 miles in the eastern section of the Hexi Corridor in his own hands before they escorted the evil king back......

……

Ah Tie returned to the tribe and gave birth for a few days.

Gradually, the three members of Narenya's family forgot a little about the fact that he had forcibly killed the high priest, and lived under the same tent.

Now that he has become the man and pillar of the family, Ah Tie has also begun to take on the livelihood of the family seriously.

In this grassland, the water and grass are extremely abundant, but there is very little saline-alkali land, so salt has always been a rare thing, and sometimes, even if you drive a group of sheep out, you may not be able to exchange for half a bag of salt.

Ah Tie asked Narenya's mother to herd sheep and horses, and he took Narenya and Arhan sisters and brothers to work in a saline-alkali field for several days, and finally purified a large bag of refined salt.

Then, he fired some more charcoal and began to fire porcelain.

For the Huns, the kind of crystal clear white porcelain naturally seems a little expensive, and there is no need to fire it at all, so what he fired is black pottery.

But even so, looking at the dozens of black and shiny altars and jars, Narenya's family was stunned.

"Ah Tie, these pottery you burned are so beautiful," Narenya curiously held up a black clay pot, facing the clean sunlight, with a look of surprise.

Ah Tie's ability to fire pottery can be said to be the most outstanding craftsman in the Han Empire, even if it is the white porcelain he fires casually, each piece can be called a masterpiece, just black pottery, is not it easy?

"Narenya, we can exchange pottery for some cattle, sheep and livestock."

"Of course, it's better to change them all to horses."

"By the way, the salt can also be exchanged for some horses."

When Ah Tie was firing the pottery, his lips were tightly pursed, and there was a hint of divine brilliance on his face, and even his unkempt hair seemed to have a charming glow.

Narenya's legs were a little weak.

She bit her lip lightly and said in a trembling voice: "Ah Tie, do you want to go to the tent to take a breath and drink a sip of goat's milk, I just squeezed ......"

Sensing the strangeness of the little woman, Ah Tie looked up and saw two patches of blush oozing from Narenya's cheeks, and two big eyes flickering, just like two beautiful butterflies, gently flapping their wings in the breeze.

The only thing that puzzled him a little was that the little woman's eyes looked wet, and he couldn't help but feel a little dry.

"Narenya, I'm not thirsty."

"No, you're thirsty."

"I'm not thirsty."

"Let's go, go to the tent and drink a few sips of goat's milk, I just milked ......"

……

So, day and night later.

The morning light is blurred, the wind on the grassland is very cool, the sun has just revealed half of its head, and the clouds in the sky are soaked red, with the 10,000-year-old snow on the Qilian Mountain in the distance, it is very beautiful.

Narenya walked out of the tent, thumped her waist a few times, and was in the grass not far from the tent, yawning and squatting down to pee.

In front of her, there was a Gesang flower that bloomed so brightly that she couldn't help but reach out and pick one.

Suddenly, Gesang Hua trembled slightly.

Immediately after, a few grains of dew on the flowers and leaves began to tremble, and after two or three breaths, they all fell to the grass.

The earth began to tremble.

A chaotic sound of horses' hooves broke the quiet morning of the prairie.

Narenya looked up sharply and looked east.

Two teams of fierce cavalry appeared on the other side of the river, two large black oppressions, almost two or three thousand people, led by a strong man, his eyes were gloomy, and he looked very fierce.

"Ah Tie!"

Narenya hurriedly stood up, tied her trouser belt, and ran towards the tent: "Ah Tie, two teams of cavalry are rushing over!" ”

Ah Tie sat on a sheepskin and slowly sorted out his bags: "It doesn't matter, they shouldn't be coming at us." ”

Narenya looked horrified: "They are the cavalry of King Hutu, is it a matter of the high priest and the head of Yangjia?" ”

The leader of this tribe is named Yangjia, and some time ago, Ah Tie was killed.

It seems that Narenya has long had a guess about her man's whereabouts......

Ah Tie chuckled: "Don't worry, they may have come to see the scenery, the scenery in our area is very good, there are mountains and rivers, it is really a good place to bury people." ”

Narenya's eyes widened, staring at Ah Tie's face in panic and concern, her lips trembling slightly, it seemed that she was really frightened.

Ah Tie stretched out his hand, rubbed the little woman's head gently, and then lifted the curtain and walked out of the tent.

The cavalry on the opposite side were indeed King Hutu's subordinates, and they came this time to really come to Ah Tie, because Ah Tie 'leaked' the matter of killing the high priest and killing more than 200 members of the tribe leader's family to King Hutu through secret channels.

This is a team of two thousand people, led by two Xiao Wang, rushing across the small river and rushing towards the hillside where Ah Tie is located.

After only a dozen breaths, Ah Tie could see the silhouettes of the Huns led by them, which were indeed very strong.

"You go and hide for a while."

Ah Tie pointed to a path leading to the top of the mountain behind him: "Take Grandma, Arhan, you go up along the path, and someone will answer you over there." ”

Then he walked briskly to the stable.

You still have to do what you should do, otherwise, once these two teams find out that there is a problem and slip away, it will ruin Childe's big thing.

The two groups of cavalry waded across the river, stirring up a large white splash, which was like some bright blood in the early morning glow, and it was very beautiful.

Ah Tie led a horse, and he smiled as he watched the Hun cavalry cross the river and charge up the hillside, forming a huge encirclement in a very sophisticated way.

He got on his horse and ran toward a sloping field to the west.

As he ran, he kept turning his head and looked panicked, and even the sheepskin bag on his horse's back fell on the grass, looking very embarrassed.

Soon.

When the Huns came to the tent, they threw out the lasso and pulled the two tents upside down, revealing some black pottery and daily necessities inside.

"Divide into two teams, one to chase the thief, and one to chase the three men."

A Hun led by a Hun pointed at Narenya's family running wildly on the mountain road with a horsewhip, but his eyes were extremely gloomy and looked at Ah Tie four or five miles away: "The king said, I want to live." ”

With a rumbling sound of horses' hooves, the two teams parted and pursued in both directions.

(End of chapter)