When he heard his father asking about the whereabouts of his third brother, Zhao Tinlei was silent for a moment and then said: "The third brother didn't tell me in detail. He only said that he wanted to move to Mida Valley."
"Mida Valley?"
Zhao Yanjiao took a breath, this name was very familiar to him.
Back then, he led his troops to fight several vicious battles here for the Wuda tribe.
According to reports from the army, there are now eight alliance tribes stationed in the pastures around Mida Valley, ranging from fifty people to five hundred people, scattered in various places.
With the strength of the Uda tribe, although it will not be easily annexed by others, it is still a huge risk to face an alliance whose number is three times more than its own.
In particular, the Wuda tribe has been under the wings of the Zhenbei Army in recent years and has long been regarded as a rebellious tribe by the Dilu Alliance.
If the alliance discovers their whereabouts, they will definitely be besieged.
"You agreed if he left like this?"
Zhao Yanjiao stared at Zhao Tinglei with burning eyes, as if he wanted to see through his heart.
This is because he knew that Xiaosan was going to die and still allowed him to take the risk.
Zhao Tinglei knew that he was suspected by his father, but he couldn't bear to let his child trap the wolf, otherwise he would stir up a war between the two sides.
Fortunately, a way out has been left. If the third brother is trapped, there is still Broken Gold Town where he can stay.
Seeing that the eldest son was silent, he obviously acquiesced to the fact that he was taking advantage of the mistress.
Zhao Yanjiao closed her eyes and let out a long breath.
At this point, he could no longer blame the two of them for their boldness. He could only grit his teeth and said: "If the Dilu invaders come, fight them back hard and break into the grassland."
Only by quickly integrating the Zhenbei Army into the war can we share the pressure on Xiao San.
Because there was no communication with Xiaosan as soon as they entered the grassland, they could only speculate as to why Pingliang Fort in the north of Hecheng was attacked.
"My son guessed that the third brother met other tribes during the migration and had a conflict... Then the defeated tribe lost its livestock and had to rob Pingliang Fort."
In winter, there is heavy snowfall on the grassland, and dripping water turns into ice. In this case, if you lose your yurt, cattle, sheep and horses, you will not be able to survive.
The best situation is to find the nearest other tribe, join them and become someone else's slave.
Or they could enter the territory of Wu Dynasty, wander around and plunder, rest temporarily, and wait until spring before entering the grassland.
The current situation in Pingliangbao falls into the second category, and it was a direction chosen under guidance.
Zhao Yanjiao has been in the northwest for 20 years and has already known the local customs. This is the most likely possibility.
It's just that Xiaosan's side has to fight all the way, and I don't know what the losses will be.
The loss of contact with Pingliang Fort is a big deal. The first rescue team of 500 people dispatched by Tang Ying has already arrived at the foot of the fort.
After the Zhenbei Army fought several tough battles with the Dilu people in the northwest in the first few years, the cat-catching game appeared.
The Dilu tribe was originally a nomadic people, with boundless vast grasslands, where the horses traveled very fast, and the cavalry could appear in unexpected places at any time, burn, kill, loot and then quickly leave.
As a result, the border residents suffered heavy losses and the soldiers were tired of chasing.
The Zhenbei Army could no longer search around the world, so after the situation stabilized, they began to build guard posts and military fortresses.
All the troops were broken down into a chain, slowly enclosing the Yunzhou border.
Although the method is stupid, the effect is better than chasing the Dilu people's ass.
Even repairing the fortifications cost a lot of money and took a long time, which also led to a serious shortage of military pay for the Zhenbei Army.
Pingliang Fort is one of the earliest military forts built.
The surface of Pingliang Fort, which is easy to defend and difficult to attack, is unremarkable. There are no mountains and gorges here, but a loess ridge with ravines and crisscrosses. The guard post is at the top of the ridge.
If you want to walk from the ditch to the fort, you need to walk along the winding mountain road for half an hour.
There are no tall trees on the loess ridge. As long as someone stands at the sentry post in the fort and looks down, the surrounding two miles can be seen at a glance.
In addition, the upward-looking slope, rolling logs, arrows, and falling rocks can all keep offenders at bay.
Just like the Xuanwei Army at this time.
A team of five hundred people stood below in shock, looking up at the Pingliang Fort that looked like a monster crouching on the ridge.
The flames on the beacon tower above have not been completely extinguished, and the curls of green smoke look like a mocking grimace.
Just now Xuanwei's army feigned an attack, and only halfway up the climb was driven back by rolling logs thrown down randomly.
"Mr. Liu! Those bearded men are powerful. If our brothers charge hard, they will definitely suffer heavy losses."
Liu Kuan, who was leading the army, pursed his lips and cursed secretly in his mind.
The Zhenbei Army was well fed and built a ridge of earth so solidly that it is now impossible to climb up even if they want to.
He knew that a sneak attack was impossible, so he could only say angrily: "Push back a mile and set up camp, surround Pingliang Fort, and attack again at dawn tomorrow."
Pingliang Fort is built with fired adobe bricks, with rammed earth in the middle, and arrow openings and crenellations left on the wall.
Inside the fort, you can observe the battle situation from the crenellations and then throw stones at the enemy.
Arrows shot from below cannot break through the protection at all, but will be attacked from above.
Seeing that Xuanwei's army had returned without success and had no choice but to retreat, a burst of laughter burst out in the fort.
A Dilu man wrapped in a leather robe and full of stinking smell looked down with a scimitar and spat, then put his hands on his hips and said: "What a bunch of cowards. Grandpas can touch them with fifteen people. A large group of Xuanwei troops rushed at them."
They didn't dare to rush, but it was a pity that the pile of stones prepared by grandpa did not see any blood."
Next to it, five ragged men from the Wu Dynasty were desperately carrying a head-sized piece of rubble and placing it at the crevice of the wall. It was the rolling log they had just dropped.
Not far away, outside the fort, in the light and shadow of torches, a group of men and women were also carrying military supplies.
On the ground, more than a dozen headless corpses were placed. Those bodies were wearing Xuanwei military uniforms.
In the cold winter, the blood from the corpses froze on the ground, forming ice slag, and then crushed underfoot, leaving specks of color everywhere.
In the dark night, a woman's painful scream pierced the sky, and the rich smell of meat filled the air.
A Dilu man came out of a room not far away and said loudly with a smile: "These Wu Dynasty women are as thin as little lambs, and they are not enough to handle."
As soon as he finished speaking, a Dilu man who was patrolling with a scimitar heard the sound and reprimanded: "Aji, this is not our land, not our home. Don't forget that our families, cattle and sheep are still in the Wuda tribe.
The Wu Dynasty people have already attacked, if you don't restrain yourself, you will die on a woman's belly."
His words made the Dilu man who was wearing his belt instantly become furious: "I will kill them, I will kill those white wolves to avenge my father."
"Okay, you know that revenge is good. These Wu Dynasty people are our slaves, not your playthings to vent your anger. We have to exchange them for livestock."
At this time, the Wu Dynasty men working around seemed not to have heard, and just stared at the corpse on the ground with angry eyes.
These people are all military households in Pingliangbao, and most of the dozens of families were sent there for committing crimes.
They hated the Dilu people, even though they knew they would be used as slaves in exchange for livestock, but they hated the Xuanwei soldiers who had their heads chopped off even more.