"Have all the tribes here sent their troops?"

Bald-faced Kheli grasped this point very keenly, with a look of disappointment on his face.

"So, this is just going to be a big war, and we don't know when the road will be clear."

The leader of the Xiaoyuehu tribe seemed to sympathize with the other party.

He suggested in half-baked Chinese: "From here to the north, you can also go to the Han people's place. Maybe you can get what you want there."

Bald-faced Khotan immediately thanked the other party for the directions and left with the others.

The leader looked at the young man's somewhat lonely back, smacked his lips, and shook his head.

This young man who looked very ambitious seemed to have heard others say that there were precious woolen materials in Longyou, so he hurriedly came down from the high mountains in the west to trade.

Maybe they should sell all the cattle and sheep of the clan to save enough things.

If this trip is in vain, I am afraid that the clan will not be able to survive, and there is no chance that it will be annexed by others.

Tufa Tianli led his people back to the camp before dark, and the tribesmen behind him had already followed.

After a night's rest, it was just dawn and all the young men with bald hair had already mounted their horses.

Although the weather was very cold, everyone's breath was white, and the cold wind blew on their faces and hands, like a bone-chilling one.

But for the Bald Hair tribe, who had traveled thousands of miles and had frozen and starved many of their tribesmen to death, this was not a difficulty.

The four thousand fine cavalry are already the entire combat strength of the Bald Hair Division.

They were divided into three groups, with one thousand men on each side used to outflank the tribes in front to prevent the tribes in front from escaping, and at the same time cooperate with the flank attack in the middle.

The two thousand people in the middle were the main force of the charge.

Bald-faced Tianli led the people and ordered loudly: "Let's go!"

The hooves moved like thunder, and the cavalry split into three and began to gallop forward.

The tents of the Xiaoyuehu tribe began to appear in front of us.

In this weather, no one will get up early except for the barking of dogs.

Even the sheep slave is in the sheepfold, holding the sheep to keep warm.

The faint vibration on the ground finally made a sheep slave who had been unable to sleep all night feel that something was wrong.

The dogs outside began to bark, and then the entire tribe of dogs followed suit.

Then someone was cursing, as if they were awakened by the barking of the dog, and wanted to get up and let go of the water in their bodies.

Finally, a shrill cry came.

A dark line of soldiers began to appear outside the tribe, and the shaking on the ground became more and more obvious.

Although it was not fully light yet, just by listening to the sound, I knew that it was the sound of a large number of cavalry.

Xiaoyuehu's tribal camp became noisy. Many people didn't know what happened and ran out of the camp to see what happened.

But the Bald Cavalry had already rushed in front of them. They rushed directly into the camp without any intention of stopping.

The leader of the Xiaoyuehu tribe walked out of the house in disheveled clothes. Before he could see clearly what was going on outside, a tall black shadow rushed past his eyes.

Then he felt himself flying high and overlooking the entire camp.

I saw countless cavalry rushing through the outer camps and arriving in front of the house made of mud.

Many people began to dismount, kicked open the door with weapons, and broke in.

Most of the strong tribes sent to Didao had no way to resist this unknown enemy and could only let them wreak havoc everywhere.

Then a head fell to the ground...

The long knife in the hand of the bald man was bloody. It was given to him personally by Feng Langjun when he had a white horse alliance with Feng Langjun a few years ago.

It's very sharp, easy to use, and a rare treasure.

He has always cherished it and regarded it as a treasure.

The sun rises and the fog disperses.

In the beginning of spring, the ice and snow have begun to show signs of melting. Coupled with the spilling of blood and the trampling of horse hooves, the ground in the camp of the Xiaoyuehu tribe is a bit muddy.

The Bald Department is cheering.

Lots of cattle and sheep, thousands of women, and food hidden in the house were enough for them to enjoy themselves for a long time.

What's more important is that this tribe doesn't have many young people at all, so it has almost no ability to resist their sudden attack.

The weather-beaten face of the bald man also showed a smile.

I saw him saying to the bald Kheli: "Tu Gu, your suggestion is right. As long as we loot a few more tribes like this, we don't have to worry about not having enough food, cattle and sheep this year."

The bald-haired Kheli could not help but be excited: "Sir, I have already asked, and most of the tribes here have sent their men to besiege Didao."

"That place is now the city of the Wei people. They have no time to come back at this time. So we have enough time to continue heading north and loot those unprotected bastards."

"By the time the bastards from Didao come back, we will have already driven away their cattle, sheep and women."

When the people nearby heard this, they couldn't help but said: "Young Master, why don't we just defeat them and let them graze here?"

Bald-faced Tianli shook his head and said: "Our Bald-haired tribe is not strong enough now. I heard that there are more than 30,000 Zahu who besieged Didao. We only have 4,000 people and cannot defeat them."

The bald Pigu said thoughtfully: "Now they are only united temporarily. When they fail to attack Didao, they will naturally disperse."

"When the time comes, we might be able to try to defeat them one by one."

Bald-faced Tianli's eyes lit up: "Your Majesty, what you said makes sense, so we need to continue to wait for the opportunity."

"What if Didao is captured?"

Someone proposed another possibility.

"That doesn't matter." Tufa Tianli confidently said, "Even if the Zahu can occupy Didao, they are just taking advantage of the opportunity of the war between the Wei and the Han."

"The side of Longyou has been occupied by the Han people. I happen to know a noble person from the Han people. When the time comes, I will go to the east to inquire about it."

"According to the past practices of the Han people, it is absolutely impossible for them to let Zahu occupy the city. When the time comes, we can agree to help, and maybe even take advantage of it."

Bald Pi Gu naturally knows who the noble person Bald Pi Gu is talking about.

At that moment, he said with some worry: "You and that Feng Langjun haven't seen each other for several years, how can you find him?"

"Sir, don't worry. Feng Langjun once told me that if you can't find him in Ju County, then go to Hanzhong Nanxiang. If you can't find him in Hanzhong Nanxiang, then go to Fengzhuang in Jincheng."

"At that time, I only need to go to those places to inquire, and I will naturally know his whereabouts."

The main leaders of the Bald Hair Division finished their discussion and at the same time assigned people to go to the east to watch out for the return of Didao Zahu's main force, and then dispersed.

After a while, women's exclamations were heard from each camp.

The Qiang and Hu from Longxi Han and Heguan areas united to besiege Didao, initially to plunder some food and property.

Finally, as the momentum grew, the Wei people had no intention of sending reinforcements, so some thoughtful people raised slogans to re-establish the King of Han at the head of the river.

Just as they were becoming more and more bold, a certain man named Feng in the east was already preparing to bypass Taoshui and raid their old nest after the beginning of spring.

Unexpectedly, before he could take action, Bald Hair's troops had already crossed the river and rushed directly into the Longxihan area, burning, killing, and looting.

The strongest Qiang and Hu tribesmen are concentrated in Didao, like skinned lambs, enjoying the delicious food with their bald parts.

Contrary to the extremely excited Bald Department, the atmosphere in a small courtyard in Guzang County, Wuwei County, Liangzhou is somewhat depressing.

Xu Miao, the prefect of Liangzhou, walked in a hurry, crossed the vestibule and entered the inner courtyard.

Under the leadership of the servant, enter a room.

The room was filled with a strong smell of medicinal soup.

I saw a person lying on the couch, it was Hao Zhao.

"Bo Dao! What's wrong with you, Bo Dao?"

Xu Miao hurried forward, bent down, and asked in a low voice.

Hao Zhao, who was lying on the couch, heard someone calling, opened his eyes with difficulty, and looked at Xu Miao with a dull gaze.

His face was pale, his eyes were bloodshot, and his lips were cracked due to long-term dryness.

"It's Governor Xu..."

Hao Zhao's lips moved.

"How could this happen? How could you suddenly become so ill?"

Seeing his appearance, Xu Miao said anxiously.

News came from Xiping a few days ago that Hao Zhao was ill and wanted to go to Wuwei to recuperate, but within a few days, he became seriously ill.

It really caught Xu Miao off guard.

"Now the Shu captives are powerful, the Qiang and Hu are moving, Liangzhou is uneasy, and the general has been stationed in Hexi for a long time. It is just when I need the general's help, why did the general suddenly fall?"

Xu Miao held Hao Zhao's hand and said sadly.

Hao Zhao coughed several times with difficulty: "Fate is unpredictable, and numbers are unpredictable. I have been a general for a long time, and it is difficult to know the general."
To be continued...