The Mudan tribe has been negligent and they must not relax any more. Song Liyun's arrangement is just right.
She nodded solemnly and said: "Okay, well said, you have arranged all these correctly!"
"Du Ze, gather our people immediately and prepare for battle, but don't make any noise.
In addition, I would like to inform everyone that starting from today, we will spin more cashmere threads and gather the children and the elderly in a tent. There is no need to say more about other things. The rest of the people will divide the work as usual."
Du Ze listened silently and nodded secretly when he heard Song Liyun's arrangement.
If a general is incompetent and the three armies are exhausted, he will be a good leader if he is calm and measured in times of trouble.
From now on, the madam and the third young master will have good helpers.
After Du Ze left, Mrs. Wu Ya also stood up: "Ah Li, there is something going on in the clan now, and I won't treat you as an outsider. If the beggars are here, you can help take care of these guests and continue to eat. I want to go to the camp to have a look.
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Song Liyun stood up and said, "Madam, if you need anything, just ask us. We can all help."
Song Dekui had been stunned for a long time. When he saw this, he hurriedly said: "Yes, if Madam has any instructions, we can also help."
At this time, he no longer acted like a father-in-law.
Mrs. Wu Ya smiled and said, "It's not necessary yet. You guys have been traveling for these days and you also need a good rest." After that, she left the tent.
Song Liyun opened her mouth. She wanted to say that her group ate well and slept well every day and were not tired at all.
The abnormal situation here alarmed Lin Qingyuan and Bahrain, but Song Liyun and others didn't speak loudly, so they couldn't interrupt and ask.
As soon as Mrs. Wu Ya left, Lin Qingyuan couldn't wait to ask Song Liyun: "What's going on with Mrs. Wu Da?"
Song Liyun glanced at the servant girl who was still staying by the tent, and without hiding anything from Lin Qingyuan and Balin, she whispered everything.
"Uda tribe originally left a tribe called Mu Dan as a guard, and immediately notified Mu Dan to send people to defend. But...it seems that Mu Dan neglected his duty and went to the grassland to search for the escaped tribesmen. The people left behind
Not much. If an enemy attacks us now, we won’t be able to rescue them in time.”
After listening to Song Liyun's few words, Lin Qingyuan and Balin looked at each other.
Lin Qingyuan didn't know anything about the Mudan tribe in advance. He only thought that Mrs. Wuya could entertain him with food and drinks easily. He was prepared for it. Just now, he just thought it was some trivial matter.
Now that Song Liyun said this, he felt a little hairy in his heart. He shouldn't explain it here.
"Miss Song, we have already reported the letter, and we still stay here...is it appropriate?"
Song Liyun tightened his belt and said calmly: "Mr. Lin, I want to go out to help, and I will not leave again."
Ever since she entered Kara Mountain, she had never thought about quitting midway, let alone at this juncture.
Bahrain slapped his chest: "Wherever the messenger of God is, I, Bahrain, will be there, and I will follow you to the death!"
He had long been impressed by Song Liyun's "magical skills", and now that he saw that Song Liyun was really the young lady of the Wuda tribe, he was even more determined to follow her.
Song Liyun waved his hand: "Don't keep talking about whether you will live or die all day long. You can follow me if you want. Of course, you must first test your sincerity."
Balin nodded repeatedly and quickly expressed his loyalty.
This meal is impossible to eat!
Song Liyun did not ask the servant girl to notify the beggar to come over, but instead invited several people to have a conversation.
In the Wuda tribe, several horses were rushing back and forth. Mrs. Wuya was riding on the horse and wanted to check the tribe's defense in person, but Song Liyun stopped her halfway.
Song Liyun was riding on Juqing's horse, accompanied by Lao Yan in horse clothes.
Behind her were guards such as Song Dekui, Ba Lin, Lin Qingyuan, Lao Qian with different expressions, and Zhe Mao, who was injured but had not yet recovered. There were not one missing among the thirteen people.
"Ah Li, what do you mean?" said Mrs. Wu Ya.
"Madam, we have passed through the west direction of Kara Mountain these days. We are a little familiar with it and can be responsible for patrolling."
Mrs. Wuya fell silent. She really needed help.
Now the only soldiers in the tribe who have actually gone on the battlefield are their own guards, and the others are ordinary herdsmen.
It would be a waste of time and energy to send combat-effective tribesmen to patrol the sentries.
However, although Song Liyun is the young lady of the tribe, she has not yet gotten married, and it is the first time for a distinguished guest to come to visit, so the Wuda tribe has no reason to allow guests to offend.
At this moment, Aunt Beggar and Yuquan came galloping over on horseback.
The beggar mother obviously couldn't bear the cold weather outside, so Yuquan was wrapped in felt and lying on the horse's back.
When the horse arrived in front of Song Liyun, the beggar didn't even speak to Mrs. Wu Ya, but just stared at Song Liyun blankly.
Song Liyun was shocked by her expression.
At this time, the beggar's face looked mixed with joy and sadness, she was filled with surprises, shedding tears, murmuring in her mouth, and holding a string of milky white bracelets in her hands.
Arriving in front of Song Liyun, Aunt Beggar struggled to dismount.
Seeing that she had difficulty moving, Song Liyun quickly turned over and dismounted to support her: "Mommy, there's no need to dismount. What do you want to say to me?"
Aunt Beggar grabbed Song Liyun and said repeatedly: "God bless you! You are really our fairy!"
Song Liyun pursed her lips and looked at Yuquan, whose eyes were full of tears: her secret was revealed!
When they met in the snow forest, Song Liyun demonstrated the storage function of the "lucky bag" in front of Yuquan and others.
She knew that Yuquan would definitely tell his wife and grandma, and she would also choose a suitable time to show it, but she just didn't want it to be in this situation.
It's a bit too showy.
To be honest, from the time she entered the Uda tribe to now, she hasn't spent much time alone with Mrs. Uya.
Now I want to go out on patrol, and I want my wife to agree, but Aunt Beggar stops me... It’s really a mess!
She was about to persuade the beggar to go back, and she would wait for some time before she could elaborate. The beggar had already put the milky white bracelet on her wrist: "Young madam, this is a protective bracelet that has been passed down from generation to generation in the clan. It can be used in case of danger."
It turns into good luck and predicts good and bad luck."
Song Liyun was shocked. How could such a tribal sacred object be passed down to him so easily.
I am just engaged to Zhao Tingduo, and it is hard to say whether I can live with him for the rest of my life.
Next to her, Mrs. Wuya had been stunned for a long time!
Even her usually calm and steady face showed surprise that she had never seen before. She even raised her hands to cover her mouth that was open in surprise like a little girl.
This gaffe appeared on the sassy Mrs. Wu Ya, and it was a different kind of touching. The dozen or so guards nearby all turned their heads and turned their gaze to avoid her.
Mrs. Wuya couldn't help but be surprised.
This bracelet looks ordinary, but it has been passed down for several generations in the Uda tribe.
It is a secret that only the leaders of the clan know, and only women with special souls in the clan can master the protective bracelet.
During the genocide disaster more than 20 years ago, the beggar took out her bracelet and guided the sixteen-year-old Wu Ya'er to rush to Xia Shi Pass on the border of the Wu Dynasty in three days.
At that time, Zhao Yanjiao, who had just taken over the post of Qianhu of the Zhenbei Army, was leading his team back to the camp.
As a result, a very embarrassed, charming girl in red fainted right in front of his horse.
And the beggar also paid the price for the last divination, that is, she will be sick and unable to do anything anymore.