The final cleanup work of the Pingshan Department was completed by the herdsmen of the Uda tribe who came after hearing the news.
Extinguish the flames, treat the injured knights, and bury the bodies.
Pingshan is dead.
He was stabbed twice by Wudan, but was not treated in time, and ended up losing a lot of blood.
When he saw Zhao Tingduo lying behind a pile of saddles, he was speechless. Only the unwillingness and regret on his face revealed his mood.
This time, excluding casualties, a total of forty-one people were captured.
Zhao Tingduo did not kill them, but tied cowhide hooves to each of them according to the Di tribe's practice, and waited for their own tribe to redeem them with cattle and sheep, or to keep them as slaves for the rest of their lives.
At the wooden door of the Wuda tribe, Song Liyun saw Mrs. Wuya waiting to greet her.
Seeing the two riding back together, Mrs. Wu Ya was very happy.
The man is handsome and the woman is beautiful. In her eyes, they are simply a pair made in heaven.
Waiting nearby were Lin Qingyuan, Song Dekui, Balin and others.
None of these people have ever seen Zhao Tingduo.
Seeing Zhao Tingduo riding on a tall horse, wearing armor and majestic, Lin Qingyuan couldn't help but feel timid, while Song Dekui was so happy that he couldn't help but smile from ear to ear.
This young master who looks good is his niece-in-law, so he has to call himself Uncle Kui from now on.
Bahrain knelt down on one knee and worshiped devoutly.
Returning to the tent, there was naturally a lively celebration and welcome.
When the sun came over the valley the next day, Zhao Tingduo carried a suitcase and walked into the tent where Song Liyun and Mrs. Wu Ya lived.
At this time, Mrs. Wuya, who was used to getting up early to walk her horses, was not in the tent. Only Yuquan was dressing up Song Liyun.
Song Liyun has a small braid on her head that is unique to girls of the Di ethnic group, with small agate beads hanging on it.
Seeing Zhao Tingduo coming in, Yuquan quickly bowed and saluted, and then left holding Song Liyun's changed clothes.
There were only two people left in the tent.
At this time, Zhao Tingduo had changed into light casual clothes, tied up his hair in a bun, and removed his armor. He was once again a handsome young man with handsome features.
Song Liyun was wearing earrings for herself. She hadn't worn any jewelry for a long time and was a little clumsy for a while.
Zhao Tingduo sat next to her, took the earrings and put them on for her carefully before saying: "Yun'er, thank you for coming to Mount Kara to report the news!"
This is the first time he says thank you!
Song Liyun raised his eyes and looked at him: "Isn't your business my business? Besides, even if I don't come, nothing will happen to the Wuda tribe."
She now understands that the Uda tribe not only has a powerful cavalry battalion, but also has powerful protective measures.
Even if he did not come to report the news, the Pingshan tribe would not succeed, they would just be caught off guard and suffer more casualties.
However, her trip was not in vain. She not only retrieved the small stone for Aunt Yun, but also killed Zhang Qishan, thus finding some justice for the innocent victims in Ruijin Town.
Hearing that she wanted to erase her own achievements, Zhao Tingduo smiled and shook his head: "It's not as easy as you think."
It was also a coincidence that he came back in time to resolve the crisis.
Things have to go back to five days ago, when Song Liyun had just escaped from the wolf pack and there was no Dakara Mountain yet.
On a battlefield in Mida Valley, the setting sun was like blood.
This war against the epidemic, which lasted for more than a month, has finally come to an end.
This was the last campsite of the Dongyue tribe. The scene was like a hell on earth, with broken branches and broken arms, corpses everywhere, and half the sky stained red with blood.
Zhao Tingduo sat on the ground and closed his eyes tiredly. He had just gone through a fight and the blood on his face was still wet.
Not far from him was a headless corpse wearing golden armor.
Abli finally paid the price with his life for his arrogance.
The Dongyue tribe and other vassal tribes gathered together, with a total of more than 2,000 soldiers, were disintegrated and wiped out in the repeated attacks of the Uda army.
Mida Valley no longer has the Dongyue Department and is about to usher in a new owner.
Just as Zhao Tingduo was still catching his breath, Abu, who was also wearing armor, hurried over with a big knife on his shoulder.
"Young Master, it's not good! There is news just now that a tribe named Pingshan went to attack Uda headquarters..."
Without waiting for anyone to ask, he told the shocking news he had learned from interrogating the prisoners.
Although Uda headquarters is hidden in the Kara Valley, it is not really a secret.
In addition to its own fifty wolf cavalry and four hundred thunder battalions, the Uda Army also has soldiers from several other vassal tribes.
These clan soldiers all know where the Uda tribe lives, so leaking the information is inevitable.
Regardless of the fact that the battle had just ended and the soldiers were still tired and weak, Zhao Tingduo immediately counted out the 100 Leizi battalion and the 20 wolf cavalry who were still capable of fighting and rushed to the rescue.
He knew clearly that the Uda tribe had no fighting power. Although it was protected by other tribes, he could not completely trust it, especially the Pingshan tribe, which he did not understand.
Now that the East Vietnam Division has been destroyed, there can be no more setbacks.
Therefore, the group of people rushed back without rest after the battle.
However, they had just experienced a war and were exhausted, so they could only repair while on the road.
Zhao Tingduo thought that if the Mudan tribe was left, it would usually be fine.
Only when he arrived at the Mudan tribe and met Mrs. Wu Ya who had received the news from Wu Da and was rushing over, did he know that Song Liyun was here.
Therefore, Zhao Tingduo led his team and rushed to the location of the Pingshan tribe to avoid further trouble, while Mrs. Wu Ya returned to the tribe.
Who knew that he would save Song Liyun and other members of the Wuda tribe.
There seems to be some divine will in all of this.
So it seems that Song Liyun has no merit.
If the Mudan tribe had not neglected their duties, Uda would have been able to avoid heavy casualties.
But no one expected that Mu Dan would act without authorization and go to capture slaves, exposing Uda to the claws of jackals.
Everyone in the tribe said that if the young lady had not traveled thousands of miles to report the news, many families would have lost their loved ones.
After Zhao Tingduo said this, he took Song Liyun and leaned against his chest, resting his chin on her ear and said in a muffled voice: "Do you know? I saved three lives with the medicine and knife you gave me.
You are really the patron saint of my tribe as mama said. Yun'er, I swear to the gods, I will never let you down in this life.
When the Wuda tribe can have a fixed territory like several royal tribes, I will build a house and a castle to give you the strongest and most luxurious home."
Song Liyun's ears were warmed by the hot breath from Zhao Tingduo's mouth. She poked him away with a finger and said angrily: "I am not a woman who can be satisfied by painting a pie. If you and I don't get along in the future, I will build the city myself."
Zhao Tingduo was not annoyed when he was poked away. Instead, he came closer and closer like a candy: "Yun'er, you can't leave me behind when you build the city! I will be your national protector general and provide you with the money!"
Maybe Zhao Tingduo was under too much pressure on the battlefield and rarely had time to relax.
At this time, his serious demeanor changed and he was just like a child who had not grown up, pestering Song Liyun to say some whimsical words.
Song Liyun was also amused, and couldn't help but play nonsense with him, shouting "General Protecting the Country": "General, if you want to contribute money, you have to smuggle the account."
The Wuda tribe had a cattle and sheep transaction with Tianxianglou, and Song Liyun also got a share of the money in the transaction.
That was another big account. Including the health office and the county government, there were five companies involved.
Zhao Tingduo laughed, let go of his hand, and regardless of Song Liyun's face being red from being rubbed by him, he pulled the wooden box he had just brought in and opened it happily.
Zhao Tingduo grabbed a string of beads and chuckled: "These things are all harvested from Dongyue. If you like it, you can use it for yourself. If you don't like it, you can give it to others as gifts. You can sell it for money, as long as you are happy."
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Song Liyun glanced inside and was shocked.
The boxes over a foot high are filled with gold, silver and jade, ranging from jewelry to small ornaments, and there is a dazzling array of everything.