After Zilong led the brothers of about 100 and took Wan'er down the mountain together, it was already night.

Because he was a little worried about the tribe that was being plundered by the sand bandits, Zilong also wanted to arrive at the tribe that night despite his fatigue.

Fortunately, this clan is not far from the Black Rock Cliff, just outside the Baili Ole River to the west of the Black Rock Cliff.

Coupled with the support of these Hetao soldiers for Zilong, they all worked hard and complained, and they went towards that tribe with high morale.

Everyone, including Wan'er, ate simple dry food on horseback, and finally arrived at the tribal camp where the accident occurred in the middle of the night.

In the distance, I could see the tribal camp that should have been silently asleep, but it was still brightly lit.

In the shadows, I don't know how many young and strong herdsmen of the tribe are riding horses or standing on the wall, vigilant of the wind and grass on the grassland.

When the horse team led by Zilong was still hundreds of steps away from the camp, the camp had already reacted, and after a burst of people, it was seen that the edge of the wall of the camp near the direction of Zilong's advance was on the edge of the wall, and hundreds of young herdsmen were gathered in a short time.

Although these herdsmen have been plundered by sand robbers several times, when they saw people coming this time, they still bravely rode on their horses, bent their bows and arrows, aimed at Zilong's group of people and horses, and shouted in the tribal language from afar.

Fortunately, among the soldiers brought by Zilong this time, there were soldiers who understood the tribal language, and they immediately replied two sentences in the tribal language.

When he returned, the herdsmen of the tribe on the opposite side were obviously in a commotion, followed by bursts of joy and thunder.

When Zilong and his party got closer, they saw that the gate of the camp was opened from the inside, and they saw a team of people rushing out of the camp in fresh clothes and angry horses.

When they came to the vicinity of Zilong and his party a hundred steps, this group immediately turned over and dismounted, stood on the side of the road, and saw a short and fat old man of the tribe from a distance, dressed in brocade and silk, and said to Zilong: "Kuxi, the leader of the Mina tribe, lead the clan elders to welcome the arrival of the king of Hetao!"

Although Zilong's official position is to be a general of the Hetao, a considerable number of the tribes in the Hetao are called Zilong by the nondescript title of the king of the Hetao.

It was the first time that Zilong had been called the king of the Hetao, and he couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly, but he knew that this was the leader of the Mina Department who had come to welcome him, and immediately raised his left hand slightly, and the soldiers who were trained quickly behind him were all tightening the reins of the horses and stopping the horses.

And Zilong turned over and dismounted, helped the old man of Kuxi, and said in a pleasant voice: "Leader Kuxi don't have to be polite, I heard that your department has been plundered by sand thieves and is in great distress, so I will take these 100 or so elite brothers to come and see if I can help your department repel the sand thieves and recover the losses!"

"Thank you, thank you!" The old man of Kuxi was obviously suffering from the sand thieves, and when he saw that the king of Hetao had come to solve it in person, he remembered his deeds of defeating even the ghostly Great Heavenly King, and couldn't help but nod his head again and again, obviously extremely happy.

Zilong was the most unacceptable to others, especially an old man like Coussy, so he immediately helped the old man Cousie up.

Then the old man Kusi howled a few times at the tribal camp in that tribal language, and after the tribal camp was boiling, the old man Kusi came to Zilong's horse again, and stubbornly wanted to lead Zilong's horse into the camp.

After refusing several times, until a soldier who was familiar with tribal etiquette whispered to Zilong that this was the custom of Minabu, Zilong could only smile bitterly and shake his head, and followed the old man Kuxi and asked him to lead his horse and slowly walk towards Minabu's camp.

The Hetao soldiers and Wan'er behind him naturally rode horses to follow. Along the way, this already somewhat lively Minabe camp became even more lively in the blink of an eye.

Men and women, young and old, all rushed out of the camp tent and gathered at the door of the camp to welcome Zilong, the king of the Hetao, into the camp.

When they heard that Zilong was here for them to solve the scourge of the sand thieves, the men, women, and children of these rice and the country were even more boiling.

Looking at the faces of the old and young people under the torches, reflecting the joyful Mi, looking at them with surprise and a little timidity, Zilong secretly made up his mind that this time he must clean up the sand thieves before returning to the Black Stone Cliff.

Fortunately, the people of these Mina tribes did not come forward to crowd, but only gathered nearby, and when the old man of Kuxi led Zilong's horses over, they also immediately got out of the way.

After a short time, the old man of Kuxi led Zilong to a rather large camp tent, and explained to Zilong in this tent: "This is the main tent of our Mina Mina, which is usually opened by tribal gatherings! This time, the King of Hetao can work tirelessly to come here for our Mina Department, and our Mina tribe is grateful, and specially prepared some thin wine to entertain the Lord of Hetao, and please don't refuse!"

Zilong also knew that his identity was not ordinary in Hetao, and if he refused this water and wine, he was afraid that the people of this rice and that department would think that he looked down on them.

At that moment, he turned back and smiled at Wan'er, jumped off the horse together, and then pointed to the brothers of the Hetao army on the horse behind him, and said, "Elder Nakusi, these brothers, can't all follow up!"

"Haha! Our Mi Mina is extremely hospitable!" Old Man Kuxi first smiled, and then said, "It's just that no matter how big this main tent is, it can't accommodate so many heroes under the command of the King of Hetao!

"The elder gives, don't dare to resign! Since the elder Kuxi is full of friendship, I will thank the elder on behalf of the brothers! Ma Rong, you take the brothers outside, don't drink too much! I will go in with Wan'er!" Zilong said to a Hetao brother, this man has a neat face, although his stature is not high, but he is full and powerful, his forehead is high, and his lips are thin, but he looks a little shrewd.

The man immediately bowed down on his horse and said, "Ma Rong takes orders!"

After saying that, with a big move, the hundred or so Hetao soldiers followed him and the people who were entertained by Minabu towards the open spot in the camp, where there was a bonfire party that belonged to them.

After placing Ma Rong and these Hetao soldiers, Zilong and Wan'er joined hands and entered the main tent with the old man Kuxi.

Before coming, Zilong already knew roughly that although this Mi Na was not a big tribe, because it was close to the Ele River, life was not bad.

In addition, after Zilong overthrew the Heavenly King faction, there was a lot less harsh taxes and miscellaneous taxes, which made the strength of this rice department a little stronger.

Today's Mina tribe has more than a thousand villages, even in the Tatars of Mobei, it is also a fairly large-scale tribe!

Therefore, the main tent of this meter is also well decorated, just entered, you can see that there are agate jade and other decorations all around, and behind the main seat in the middle, it is a tiger skin of a white-fronted tiger with hanging eyes.

The tiger skin was peeled off with the tiger's head, and at first glance, I thought it was a real crouching tiger.

Although Wan'er has excellent martial arts, she is a woman after all, and when she saw a white tiger at first glance, she couldn't help but tighten her hand, so she leaned towards Zilong's side.

The old man was obviously a man with eight faces, and immediately said with a smile: "Don't blame, don't blame! That white-fronted tiger with hanging eyes was obtained from hunting when I was young! Therefore, it was placed on this main seat, and it frightened the nobleman, damn it, damn it!"

"It's okay! It's just a little caught off guard!" Wan'er wasn't really afraid of a dead thing, but at this moment she saw that it was just a tiger skin, and immediately shook her head with a blushing face.

Zilong also smiled loudly, nodded and said, "When the elder was young, he must have been one of the best heroes on this grassland!"

"Of course!" Before Elder Coussi could reply, a young man behind him rushed to say, "When my Abba was young, he was on the battlefield, Red ......."

"Azara!" Hearing the young man's words, Old Man Kusi couldn't help but scold, interrupted his later words, and said, "Lord Hetao is here, how can you speak?"

After reprimanding his child, the old man Kuxi hunched his waist again, and said to Zilong: "The child is innocent, talking nonsense, don't blame the adults!"

"It's not weird, it's not weird!" Zilong's heart flashed with doubts, and he couldn't help but look at the old man of Kuxi and his resentful son Azara on his face, and said quietly, with a smile on his face.

After apologizing, the old man Kusi scolded Azara and drove him down, and then, together with several other elders of Minabu, surrounded Wan'er and Zilong, and entered the main tent.

After entering the main tent, everyone had to let Zilong sit on the main seat several times, but Zilong politely refused the proposal on the grounds that he could not dominate the main seat.

In desperation, the old man Kuxi did not sit on the main seat, but on the high platform where the main seat was located, and set up a set of several cases, and after Zilong and Wan'er sat down, he and the other elders sat under the high platform.

Zilong also knew that he couldn't shirk too much, so he sat down with Wan'er like this.

When everyone was seated, the elder Cussi clapped his hands, and only the graceful girl of Minabu, who enthusiastically carried all kinds of food, came to the main tent, and enthusiastically added food to the several cases of the people.

There is also a big man with a white cloth on his head, ** on his upper body, holding a sheep in one hand, in the middle of the main tent, roasting the whole sheep.

This roast lamb man has wide ears and a wide nose, and the muscles all over his body are full of explosiveness. The complexion is dark, and the face is also dark yellow, looking at that appearance, it seems to have a bit of the appearance of a Central Plains person.