The Yellow River is far away among the white clouds, and there is an isolated city of thousands of miles of mountains. Why should Qiang flute blame the willows? The spring breeze does not cross the Yumen Pass

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The strong wind rolled up countless winds and sandstorms, and the dust covered the sun's light. The sky was yellow and the earth was yellow.

Unlike the Central Plains and Jiangdong, Liangzhou in midsummer gives people the impression of being hot, dry and the wind and sand everywhere.

"Hu..." Sima Yi raised his hand to cover his forehead, looked at the vast wasteland, and exhaled a long sigh, "This is Liangzhou..." In his words, he had a little emotion, a little novelty, and even a little excited.

After many days of hard trekking, Sima Yi looked thinner and his face became darker, but his mental state was surprisingly good.

Ma Dai stood up, wiped the tears at the corners of his eyes, patted the dust on his knees, nodded and said, "This is Liangzhou!"

"Mr. Sima hasn't been to Liangzhou?" Ma Tie, who was also much thinner, said in surprise, "Don't you know the customs and people of Liangzhou?"

Sima Yi shook his head and said, "When he was a teenager, he studied in Hedong. After he had achieved some knowledge, he wanted to travel around and increase his knowledge, but he was sent by Cao Cao to the lord as an insider.

Then I stayed in Jingzhou and Yangzhou, and I had never been to Liangzhou. As for the customs and customs, they all looked from the book.

Have I not mentioned it to General Ma?”

"It's true!" Even Ma Dai said in surprise, "The night I was still in Runan, I saw that you seemed to know a lot about Liangzhou. I thought Zhongda had been to Liangzhou before, so I didn't ask later!"

Along the way, the Ma Dai brothers and Sima Yi lived together day and night, and experienced many hardships together. There were several times. If Sima Yi hadn't planned and planned carefully, the nine of them would have been discovered by Cao's army.

Therefore, the relationship between them has become very close.

With a slight smile, Sima Yi turned his head and stared in the southeast direction, sighed and said, "It should have been raining in Yuzhou. I wonder what the battle is going on there?"

"The general will definitely not lose, at most it will be a stalemate!" Ma Tie said with confidence.

Ma Dai was not as optimistic as Nai Di, and said in a deep thought: "It's time to see that plum rain is not in time..."

Sima Yi smiled. Didn’t talk about this question: “General Ma, we have to go to Dibailang Qiang first, how far is it from here?”

"This is already Beiyuan. If you ride a horse northwest for another day, you can enter the nomadic land of the White Wolf tribe!" Ma Dai looked around for a moment before replying.

"Beiyuan..." Sima Yi sorted out the information in his mind and said, "There seems to be a Cao army guard station in Jicheng to the east, and Beiyuan is probably within the scope of Cao's scout patrol. It's too risky to rush through the day.

General Ma, why not take a break for a while and wait until the evening before rushing!”

"Okay!" After thinking for a while, Ma Dai nodded and said.

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After chewing a few mouthfuls of dry food with the water bag, Sima Yi slowly walked to Ma Dai who was sitting alone in the north. He bent down and handed the water bag in his hand over.

Ma Dai took the water bag, sucked it twice, and then turned his gaze to the north.

"What is General Ma thinking?"

"Although the leaders of those Qiang tribes were old friends with their uncles, they were also convinced of their elder brother's skills, six years have passed, and people's hearts may have changed.

"Ma Dai seemed to be talking to himself and answering Sima Yi, "It is very likely that he would go to the White Wolf Tribe, and Kuilei ignored him and even took action to give us to Han Su. But there is no way back."

Sima Yi sighed lightly and turned his gaze to the north. "But Yi also believes that the old army leader and the ancestors of the Ma family will bless General Ma. This place is Xiliang after all!"

"Yes, this is Xiliang, this is Xiliang, my Ma family has taken root in Xiliang for 23 generations!" Ma Dai suddenly stood up and said with a sigh.

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Longxi County

On the vast land, the Qiang people's horses moved back and forth, drinking water and gnawing grass. In midsummer, the grass gradually became fatter. It was when the horses and sheep began to gain weight.

"Wow~!" Amid the loud shouts, more than a dozen Qiang teenagers rode their horses and galloped. They forced a group of wild horses to tame a few strong horses from them, so as to win the favor of their beloved.

The older Qiang people smiled and looked at the young people showing off their youth.

This is the Western Xinjiang, and the Qiang people are the prides of this land.

A Qiang teenager chasing wild horses suddenly found several black dots appearing in the far east, and hurriedly shouted to his companions.

Because Xianbei horses often robbed horses and sheep recently, more than a dozen Qiang teenagers quickly became alert, sent a message to their elders and rushed towards the person they came.

Soon, a group of nine cavalry appeared in sight. These people were dressed in strange clothes, not like Xianbei horse thieves, nor like the Han family's official army, especially one of them, who actually wore a strange lion-headed ghost-faced helmet.

If there are elderly people from Earth Qiang here, they will immediately think of someone when they see this helmet.

But these fourteen-five-year-old boys have long forgotten a name that was well-known in Western Xinjiang. After all, they were just sensible back then.

"Who are you? What are you doing in the territory of our White Wolf Tribe?" Seeing the ghost-faced rider stepping down a majestic and strong horse, a young man who looked like a leader lit up and shouted loudly in half-baked Chinese, "Super your horse, and get out."

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The eagle eyes under the ghost face flashed with a sharp light. The knight raised his hand to stop his companion behind him, rode his horse forward alone, and replied in a cold voice: "Is the descendants of the god Abummubita treating friends from afar? The grasslands in the western border can no longer raise good horses, can they only rely on robbing them?"

The leading boy was stunned at first, then he became angry and kicked the war horse and drew his sword to slash at the ghost face rider.

Originally, there were only a few dozen steps apart, and the two horses had already intersected in the blink of an eye.

Looking at the battle knife slashed down in the air, the Ghost Face Rider did not move, only when the blade was about to reach less than two feet.

Then he suddenly moved———the standing body twisted like a swimming fish, and his right hand stumbled quickly. At an unexpected angle, he quickly pinched the back of the knife, and then exerted force, pulling the Qiang boy over.

All this was almost done in a flash. The other Qiang teenagers did not even see what was going on, and found that the "leader" fell into the hands of the man.

After amazement, the young men ignored whether they could defeat their opponents and rushed up one by one, and then were knocked to the ground one by one. The Ghost Face Rider never took a heavy move.

Seeing that more than a dozen companions were defeated by their opponents alone, the remaining three young men were shocked and dared not fight again. They were about to turn around and flee to their tribesmen for help.

"God of General Shenweitian, please spare these ignorant children!" An old voice came from a distance eagerly.

A dozen Qiang herders rode their horses and rushed over. After dismounting, they knelt down on one knee and saluted the Ghost Face Rider with the most respectful manner.

After hearing the name "Shenwei General", the long-lost childhood memories suddenly emerged.

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The "God of War in Western Xinjiang" who had disappeared for more than six years has finally returned!

Hearing this news, Kuilei, the leader of the White Wolf Tribe, was entertaining guests, and immediately left the distinguished guest and rushed over with his sons.

"Captain Kuilei. The descendants of the Ma family saluted you!" Taking off the lion-headed ghost-faced helmet, Ma Dai showed a face that was seventy-sixth-slightly similar to his brother Ma Chao, and bowed to his chest with neither humility nor arrogant attitude.

"You are Zhonghua?!!" Cang Lao, but he was still powerful, like a Kui Lei from the Western Wolf. He was slightly stunned and recognized Ma Dai, and then saw Ma Tie again, "Ji Huai is here too! Where is Meng Qi?"

"Brother has gone to serve the noble god Abummubita..." Ma Dai replied with a slightly dim expression.

"So... the news is true!" Kui Lei's powerful face collapsed in an instant. After a moment, he said furiously, "Why haven't you come back all these years? Don't you want to take revenge?

I am an outsider. I have fought with Han Sui several times, and you descendants of the Ma family are actually hiding in the Central Plains? Zhongyuan is so good, can you forget your hatred?"

Ma Dai's body trembled and he looked up at the best friend Ma Teng in front of him.

After looking at each other for a while, Ma Dai suddenly knelt on both knees, unbuttoned his protective armor, and exposed his chest. There, two tattoos as big as bowls were presented conspicuously in front of everyone.

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Ma Dai said sadly: "The descendants of the Ma family don't want to take revenge for a day, but they rely solely on their own strength. They can no longer kill all their enemies. So, my two younger brothers and I defected to the Han Dynasty, Uncle Liu, and have been waiting for the opportunity.

Now, Han Sui and his army are trapped in the Central Plains, which is the best opportunity. The descendants of the Ma family returned to Western Xinjiang to ask the chief to help me take revenge."

"I have been waiting for you for several years!" Kui Lei slapped Ma Dai's shoulder and smiled heartily.

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In the felt tent, the main leaders of the White Wolf tribe, Ma Dai, Ma Tie, Sima Yi and others gathered.

"Han Fox has been suppressing our White Wolf tribe in recent years, and he has long wanted to cut off his head!"

"Catch it and defeat Wuwei!"

The tough tribe leaders shouted in Qiang language, wishing they could step Han Sui under their feet immediately.

Kui Lei shouted sharply and calmed the tent.

"Zhonghua, if you want people, I will give you people. If you want horses, I will give you horses. But I will not let the warriors in the clan lose their lives in vain." Kuilei said to Ma Dai solemnly, "Tell me, is there any way to take back the Western Xinjiang?"

Except for Sima Yi, everyone in the tent understood Qiang language, and Kuilei did not take the thin scholar seriously, and used it in Qiang language.

Ma Dai did not answer directly, but translated it to Sima Yi first.

Sima Yi knew that Kui Lei understood the language and writing of the Han people, and said to him directly: "May I ask the leader of Kui Lei, in addition to the great White Wolf Warriors, there are several Qiang warriors who may assist General Ma in revenge."

Kui Lei frowned, ignored Sima Yi, but looked at Ma Dai.

"Great leader, this is a wise man from the Central Plains. Please believe him!" Ma Dai replied respectfully.

"It is definitely no problem to find four or five tribes, but the Gray Yacht tribe will definitely not be willing to go to the bastard and Han Sui are in-laws." Kuilei said half-doubtedly.

"Oh~?" When Sima Yi heard that a tribe would definitely not be willing to assist Ma Dai, he actually smiled differently, "In this way, things will be easier..."

After hearing that Sima Yi was telling the plan, Kuilei's face turned from skeptical to shock.

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On the last day of June, Lu Xun waited for a long-awaited letter to Fei Ge.

"The command of the navy to nail the barbarian army to the Yuanshui River at any cost."

"Sent to Lu Meng..."

"Sentence..."

One order after another was issued from the heroic young governor.

Lang Wu and other generals were completely dumbfounded. Although they didn't know what kind of letter Lu Xun had received, they were sure that the real counterattack had begun.

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The second year of Zhanghe, early July
Chapter completed!