Since the beginning of winter, I have led my troops to gradually gather some small tribes around the Mida Valley, but the real battle has not yet begun.
Now it is just a matter of letting the sergeants of Leizi Camp adapt to their own horses and the grassland climate, and also training together with the knights of the grassland tribe.
Among the tribes in Mida Valley, the total number of newly moved Dongyue tribe is nearly 2,000.
It is said that a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. The Dongyue tribe was once a member of the Dilu royal court, and now it is also a large tribe.
That's the real war.
If Ayun entered the grassland rashly, he would probably run into the battlefield, which would be too dangerous.
"Ayun, it will take another month for the ice on the Huangsha River to freeze solidly. Now it's snowy and windy on the river, so don't go to the grassland.
If anything happens, ask Luo Baihu to bring me a message!"
Song Liyun tilted her head and looked at him: "Ashi, the tribe is in danger. You said you can't hide it."
She used affirmations, not questions.
Ah Shi didn't make it clear when he left Ruijin Town last time, but Song Liyun, the 400-man sergeant sent by the Guard, knew it.
These sergeants went to the grassland, not for a vacation, but for a war, especially now that Ashi didn't want to go to the entrance of the Huangsha River Valley by himself.
Zhao Tingduo thought about it again and again, and finally explained the current situation in Mida Valley one by one.
Mida Valley is the best winter pasture for cattle and sheep. Every winter, tribes of different sizes migrate here.
After the Uda tribe defeated several tribes in the first year after returning to the Dilu grassland, they regained some pasture and gained a place.
Now back to the river valley, it is no longer a small tribe with just a few dozen knights.
There were 400 Lei Ziying soldiers who disguised themselves as soldiers and mingled among the tribes. Their troops and horses were strong, and small tribes in the surrounding pastures came to join them one after another.
The rapid expansion of the Uda tribe made the Dongyue tribe, whose strength was greatly reduced, realize that they were in danger, and they condescended to keep close contact with other tribes, and even got married just this month.
Song Liyun frowned upon hearing this.
It seems that the East Vietnamese tribe is a stumbling block on the road to the Uda tribe's strength, and this battle will have to be fought sooner or later.
Song Liyun said: "Now that the tribe has grown by 400 young people, will we still have enough food for the war?"
Zhao Tingduo only thought that she was going to use the horse to carry a few bags of food, and said with a smile: "There are caravans on the grassland, and we have ordered food from the caravans. This year, Tianxianglou will help sell beef and mutton, and we don't have to worry about keeping the price of leather goods low. The tribe has
There is enough money."
Having said this, he leaned forward and held Song Liyun's hand: "Ayun, thank you! The tribe's life is much better!"
Song Liyun suddenly sat up straight: "What kind of caravan is it? Will you buy from them in the future?"
Seeing her surprise, Zhao Tingduo felt amused: "There are always caravans coming and going on the grassland. From the beginning of winter, they will enter the grassland to buy leather goods and dried meat."
Song Liyun quickly asked him to explain in detail.
It turns out that every winter starting in October, the grass on the grassland has withered, and the sheep that started haying no longer gain weight, and the cold weather turns into a natural cold storage. This is also the slaughtering season for herdsmen to kill sheep.
The caravan braved the cold to transport a batch of grain, salt and tea leaves before the heavy snow fell, in exchange for meat and leather goods.
The tribe needs salt and tea the most, but the caravan does not need to buy leather goods.
The market on both sides was obviously tilted towards the Wu Dynasty caravans, and the price of meat and leather goods depended entirely on the caravans.
The reason why sheep are killed now is because caravans at other times cannot transport fresh meat.
Song Liyun's eyes widened. He could build a freezer!
Caravan, you must build one yourself.
Thinking of this, she suddenly asked: "I heard that the Lin family in Pingyang Mansion has a close relationship with the imperial merchants. Ah Shi, do you know what the imperial merchants are buying? Do you have any transactions with the tribes in the Mida Valley?"
Zhao Tingduo already knew that Mr. Lin was provoking trouble with Tianxiang Tower in Qili County, and said in a deep voice: "The family named Qi is run by Concubine Duan's family. They also buy leather goods and gemstones.
I have given an order to all the tribes. From now on, they will no longer trade with the Qi family unless Mr. Lin personally comes to the grassland to apologize."
After saying that, he looked at Song Liyun nervously: It was Mr. Lin who lured Song Laoer from Xiaoshi Village, but now he has not directly dealt with the culprit.
Song Liyun said nothing, only lowered his head and thought.
Hit the snake seven inches, Mr. Lin is just a little flea.
This also means that within the area occupied by the Wuda tribe, the Qijia and Lin families have no business.
Song Liyun's eyes flashed slightly, maybe Zhao Tingduo also thought of the caravan.
The Qi family has been operating in Hecheng for many years and has contacts with many Dilu tribes.
In particular, the Wuda tribe relied on the Zhenbei Army in the past and had many contacts with the Qijia caravan.
If you want to have your own caravan, it will definitely conflict with the Qi family, and it will also involve the feelings of the Zhenbei Army...
Mr. Lin is just a reason to stir up trouble!
Song Liyun and Zhao Tingduo looked at each other, and they both saw a clear smile on each other's faces.
Zhao Tingduo held Song Liyun's hand tightly, feeling inexplicably happy.
My mother often said that beauty is easy to come by, love is like the wind, but it is rare to meet a soulmate who understands your true feelings.
Now Ayun can understand himself.
Since both of them were determined to set up their own business district, they immediately talked about their future plans with great interest!
Caravans, tribes, and future grasslands.
Song Liyun also talked about cold storage, fresh food transportation, and the need to make ice in summer to keep the mutton fresh, which made Zhao Tingduo marvel.
The tension and depression of the impending war and the resentment and embarrassment of facing their heartless relatives were all forgotten by the two of them at this moment.
While he was talking, a horse galloped in front of him.
The night was dark and the stars were dim. Before Song Liyun could tell who the person was, he heard Zhao Tingduo whistle and the horse neighed and stopped.
Abu came over and said, "Young Master, we have caught up with Song Laoer. He is under the hay shed ten miles ahead."
In the hay shed, Song Laoer's hands and feet were bound, his mouth was gagged, and he was uttering "woo woo" with frightened eyes.
He changed several lanes along the way and ran for most of the night. How could he be caught?
In addition to the horseman driving the cart, there were three men wrapped in leather robes and with their faces covered in the hay shed. The package containing the silver had been opened, and the white silver was laid out like this.
There were obviously people around, but the hut where passers-by could rest was eerily quiet.
The night wind made the edges of the hut rustle, and the dim yellow light of the angry wind lantern illuminated the surroundings in an eerie and hazy way.
Song Laoer sat on the ground, feeling scared and cold. These people just looked at him in silence, as if they were looking at a dead person.
Not long after, the sound of horse hooves was heard again on the dark official road, and they were heading towards the hay shed.
Following a series of footsteps, a woman wearing sheepskin boots and a snow-white cloak, accompanied by a tall and handsome man, walked into the hay shed, walked straight to Song Laoer and slowly opened her hood.
When Song Laoer saw Song Liyun's face clearly, the hope of birth suddenly burst out in his eyes. He groaned and struggled desperately to crawl over.
Song Liyun didn't let him get close to her at all, so she turned around and walked aside, as if she just wanted to get closer and see Song Laoer's face clearly.
At this time, the strange man who followed Song Liyun in had already spoken: "Take off the cloth from his mouth!"
Someone stepped forward and took off the cloth from Song Laoer's mouth.