At this moment, a Snow Clan leader walked in quickly, clasped his fists and saluted, "Commander Su, we have contacted General Wang He's department."
"Oh?" Su Yi perked up: "Where are they now?"
"The Baizhang Mountain area." The leader said and explained: "General Wang He of the former Fan Dynasty wanted to cross this mountain and go around to the rear of the Xirong Army, but an accident happened and he was affected by the miasma and poisonous fog in the mountain. Fortunately, he was killed by the local Ni tribe. Saved.”
"Baizhan Mountain..." Su Yi looked at the map, found the location, and said, "Are the soldiers okay?"
"Everything is fine, I just haven't recovered my strength yet." The leader returned.
"Well, the Yi tribe..." Su Yi pondered for a moment, clicked on the map, and said without raising his head: "Send an order to Wang He to let him rest and then march to the northwest and join our troops outside Rongdu."
"Yes!" The leader took the order and left.
Yi tribe.
There are 20,000 to 30,000 Yi people living in this area. They herd sheep and horses every day. There are no special circumstances. They basically never leave the group. They are peaceful and have no fight with the world.
It can be said that this ethnic group has saved the lives of more than 4,000 Qin army soldiers.
Therefore, after regaining some physical strength, Wang He strictly ordered the army not to disturb the Yi people, and led his troops to temporarily pitch some tents nearby for rest.
The officers and soldiers of the Qin Army were grateful to the Yi people. In the past two days, they would help them with some work and handle some chores from time to time.
At first, the Yi people were somewhat afraid of rescuing the Qin army. However, with the enthusiasm of the soldiers, people gradually let down their guard and got along very harmoniously.
It was lunch time now, and Qin Jun was already in a group of ten people, setting up pots and making rice.
In the military tent, Wang He was sitting behind a few desks, looking at the military map.
Not long after, the soldiers outside the tent came in, bent down and clasped their fists, saying, "General, Yaruo and Tara are here."
Yaruo is the girl from the Yi tribe, whose name means moon in her tribe. Tara is the young man from before, the girl’s brother, and the successor of the next leader of the Yi tribe.
Without these two brothers and sisters, Wang He and the more than 4,000 soldiers would probably be in trouble. He immediately stood up: "Please come quickly."
After he took a few steps to greet him, Tara and Yaruo were also led into the tent by the soldiers, followed by several Yi tribe members, who carried a roasted whole lamb and two jars of milk wine.
Seeing this, Wang He couldn't help but wonder: "Brother Tara, what are you..."
"We, the Yi tribe, always bring out our best when entertaining guests from outside." Tara said directly.
Wang He understood and felt warm in his heart: "Brother Tara, this is not okay. You, the Yi clan, have been a life-saving grace to us, and we are living here temporarily, and we can't bear to bother you..."
Tara interrupted him: "You Central Plains people just like these polite things. This is just our custom."
"Yes, Brother Wang, if you help us, we will treat you as friends, so don't be polite." Yaruo followed. It is not difficult to see from this that the Yi people are very simple.
"This, this, I'm ashamed..." Wang He was somewhat embarrassed.
He didn't know the Yi tribe, but seeing that the brother and sister were determined, he couldn't refuse anymore, so he quickly ordered the soldiers: "Quickly, take out all the stored wine and meat."
"No." The soldier took the order and left.
After Tara ordered the people to put away the roasted sheep, she began to say goodbye to Wang He.
"Brother Tara, stay." The latter quickly stopped him and said, "Since you are here, why don't you have a few drinks."
"No, General Wang, please take it easy. I have sent my thoughts on behalf of the Yi clan, so I won't disturb you." Tara said.
"What are you saying? You Yi people are hospitable, and we in the Central Plains are the same. When treating friends, you must let them eat." Wang He said with a smile: "Didn't you just say that we Central Plains people like to be polite? Why are you so polite? Already?"
"Okay." Tara had to agree.
"Please take a seat." Wang He seemed very happy and quickly stretched out his hand.
The guests and guests were seated, and when the food and wine were served, Yaruo's beautiful big eyes were filled with curiosity, and her index finger moved as she looked at the dishes and rice in front of her.
The Yi people are a nomadic people. Their main food is beef, mutton, and some dairy products. Due to the long grazing cycle and the plunder of the Bai Rong, their life is actually very difficult. Beef and mutton are also a luxury. It is impossible to eat delicious food every day. Being able to deliver roasted lamb is already very precious.
Seeing the girl's appearance, Wang He stretched out his hand with a smile on his face and said, "Miss Ya Ruo, please use it quickly."
"Then I'm welcome." Yaruo has a lively personality. He prepared some dishes, mixed them with rice, and while eating, he puffed up his cheeks and said, "Brother, it smells so good."
"I don't have any food for you." Tara glared at her. Thinking of the recent interaction between the tribe and the Qin army, he also picked up the wine glass, drank with Wang He, and said: "General Wang, I have a cruel request. , I wonder if your army can teach us farming."
"Yes, yes, but the process of farming is more troublesome and cannot be explained clearly in one or two sentences. Besides, I still have military affairs to attend to." Wang He pondered for a moment and said, "In this way, when the war is over, I will report it to the king immediately, and I will definitely take this matter to heart."
"Okay." Tara looked slightly disappointed.
The meal was very harmonious. The girl Yaruo seemed very happy and praised the food from time to time.
When the food was almost done, Wang He also said tentatively: "Brother Tara, I also have a gracious request. I hope you can help us cross Baizhan Mountain."
"There is no problem in crossing Baizhang Mountain, but..." Tara glanced at Wang He, "I have a condition."
"Please tell me." Wang He stretched out his hand slightly. The Yi people live in this area, and there is a way to get there. Crossing the Baiyang Mountain will save hundreds of miles for the Qin army, which is beneficial to the military, as long as the conditions are not too high. Going too far is completely acceptable.
Unexpectedly, Tara said: "You and I are wrestling. If you can beat me, I will take you over the mountain."
Wang He was stunned.
Yaruo said anxiously: "Brother, what are you doing!"
Tara raised her hand, interrupting her sister.
Wrestling is equivalent to fighting with bare hands.
After being stunned, Wang He realized that for the sake of the march, he had no reason not to agree, and immediately said: "Okay, since Brother Tara is interested in this, I will ask for advice."
"Let's go then." Tara stood up directly.
"Please." Wang He stood up and stretched out his hand.
The two of them walked out of the tent, and Yaruo quickly stood up, with an anxious look on his face: "Brother!"
She couldn't understand why the two of them were drinking together and chatting happily, and now they were fighting again.
Tara ignored it.
The two people quickly arrived outside the tent, stood opposite each other, and got into a posture.
