From the intersection of Taoshui and the Yellow River, you can enter the Jincheng Pass along the lower reaches of the Yellow River. You can enter the Heguan Pass established during the Xuanhan Emperor. A fortress behind the mountains and waters is adjacent to the dangerous waters.

There are no serious ships in the northwest, only sheepskin rafts cross the river. However, it is winter, and the altitude of Jishi Mountain is also a little higher. It is particularly cold in winter. The river surface is covered with thick ice. Even if you lead a war horse and walk through it, there will be no danger.

Walking through the frozen Yellow River, you can directly reach Yunwu City along one valley after another, and you can directly enter the heart of the Hehuang Valley. The nest of thousands of horse bandits is in a valley dozens of miles south of Yunwu City.

The heavy snow slowed down Dong Hu's itinerary. When he arrived at Mengdu camp, more than half a month had passed. Mengdu was extremely happy with his arrival. As soon as both sides sat down and drank a glass of wine, a small minion ran over and said that Beigong Boyu had sent someone again.

Meng Du waved his hand and waved his minion away, leaning slightly towards Dong Hu on the side.

"Thuwa, do you want to meet that Marquis Li Wen?"

Dong Hu looked around for 10 or 20 years without a suit and smiled and said, "Huwa is an outsider after all, so he won't get involved in Jishishan's affairs, so he can save all the brothers from being embarrassed."

The man in his arms pushed the woman in his arms away and said unhappy to Dong Hu: "It's a big deal to be embarrassed! Just sit here, I want to see, what can I do if I see that damn Li Wenhou?"

Looking at the guy who spoke up, a stupid and brainless bastard, Dong Hu knew the bastard's mind. He stood up with one hand and came to the open-eyed man and squatted down. While lifting the wine pot in front of him, he poured a glass of wine with a smile on his face.

"Brother Bagen, Huwa respects you!"

Dong Hu drank the wine in one gulp and lit the bottom of the empty cup at him again.

"To put it bluntly, Huwa is just like Brother Bagen. They are rootless duckweeds, all of which are flowing with the flow of water. Where can you and me be allowed?"

Dong Hu smiled at the open-minded man with a frown slightly.

"Duckweed, wherever the water flows bigger, it will float. I don't know how many battles the Hehuang Qiang fought with the Han Dynasty in hundreds of years. I won't mention the past. Brother Bagen always knew that more than ten years ago, that period of dynasty chased Shaodanghe 2,300 miles, and finally cut Shaodanghe's head in Jishishan."

Dong Hu poured himself a glass of wine and smiled and said, "Compared with the Han Dynasty, Hehuang Qiang is like an ant and an elephant. Ants can bite off a little dead skin on the elephant. The elephant has no dead skin and will not care too much. But if the elephant bites it hurts, it can crush the ant by turning over at will."

"Hundreds of years have passed, and Hehuang Qiang makes trouble from time to time. What's the result? But once I took advantage of it? As duckweed, can't Brother Bagen see where the water flows more heavily?"

Dong Hu said this, and more than ten leaders in the tent nodded. The Han Dynasty was too strong. For hundreds of years, the Qiang people had never taken advantage of the rebellion. Each rebellion meant that the Han Dynasty raised a knife to chop its head.

Bagen frowned and said unhappy: "Huwa, have you said this? You kid just said it was... an outsider!"

Listening to the heavy word "outsider", Dong Hu smiled and nodded, saying, "Brother Bagen said that Huwa is an outsider, so it is not advisable to get involved in Jishishan affairs, nor should you interfere with the final decision of your brothers. Huwa said this, just to say... Even if you are a fence-bearer, even if you want to raise your value, you should not tear your face, unless your brother makes the final decision and decides to follow the court."

Dong Hu sighed softly.

"well……"

"A rootless duckweed is not qualified to control the will of water flow. Whether it is a big stream or a small stream, rootless duckweed can only go with the flow, unless... unless the duckweed is no longer a duckweed, but a big tree with roots."

Dong Hu stood up and stood up, just as he sighed and left, he paused and looked at the leader again with an unhappy look.

"Except when Wang Mang usurped the Han Dynasty, Wang Mang moved some Han people's criminal prisoners into the Hehuang Valley. In the past one or two hundred years, the Han Dynasty had never done such a thing, and it was all taken care of by the Qiang people."

"As for the high taxes, too much labor, and the greed of officials... All brothers are also powerful men, with at least a hundred brothers and hundreds of slaves under their command. Is it possible to know how much the government taxes it is, and how much the slaves worship you? Is that tax... comparable to the offerings given to you?"

Dong Hu looked at everyone, looked at Mengdu on the main seat, and said seriously: "Huwa has no land, so he can only curse his uncle for some food owed by credit. He can charge less tolls for all his brothers, and curry favor with everyone for some care for Huwa... Huwa is just like all his brothers, and he is also a duckweed without roots on the stream. He also wants to take root in the soil, at least he doesn't have to look at everyone's faces."

"Thuwa said this, and only wants to say two points. First, Beigong Boyu, Shaodang Lao Wang, Han Sui and others rebelled. For us, it is an opportunity, an opportunity to take root, an opportunity to have its own territory, a chance to the people, and an opportunity to no longer look at others' expressions!"

"Secondly, we are just duckweed. At this time, it is a battle between two beasts that are far more powerful than our strength. Before we show our sharp teeth and sharp teeth, we should keep a low profile when we should work together to keep a low profile."

Everyone nodded again, looking at Bagen, he looked very angry and unhappy. Bagen also disappeared from his previous anger and looked at Dong Hu with a solemn look.

After saying that, seeing that no one spoke, Dong Hu hugged Mengdu and turned around and left the central army tent...

After a while, Meng Du glanced at everyone and finally looked at Bagen angrily.

"Huwa is right. We are all a group of rootless duckweeds. The court can allow us to return to the tribe. If you are damn burning to become Lao Wang, how could Beigong Boyu be willing?"

"Where will the damn Beigong Boyu give us? Longxi County? Anding County? If we give these places, will we dare to ask for them? Let's not talk about us, even if Beigong Boyu conquers Longxi County and Anding County, how can he gain a long-term foothold?"

Meng Wei suddenly stood up, clasped his fists and said, "Brother is right. That damn Beigong Boyu is just playing tricks on us, wanting us to be the scapegoat!"

An old man stood up and clasped his fists to Mengdu and said, "The tiger widow just asked us to wait for the opportunity, but did not let us fight with those rebels. We were in hand. No matter what the final result was, we would not be too bad. But Beigong Boyu wanted us to fight to the death with the Han soldiers. In comparison, my Yumen would rather believe in the tiger widow."

More than a dozen leaders whispered to each other, and they all agreed with the words of the old man who was flew into the head.

In the chaotic Jishi Mountain, nothing can be done. Only the soldiers and horses in your hands are the hard truth, and only the soldiers and horses in your hands can you feel at ease.

Meng Du nodded and looked at Meng Wei on the side with a serious expression.

"The second brother invited the Marquis of Li Wen. I want to see what tricks the damn Beigong Boyu is going to play!"

...

After Dong Hu walked out of the Central Army's tent, he did not stroll in the Pangda Camp, but returned to his tent.

All the tents were almost the same. As soon as he opened the tent, he was hit hard by a man. Dong Hu didn't have much trouble. The girl who hit him staggered. If he hadn't grabbed the girl's arm, he would have fallen to his fart.

The girl was only over ten years old, with only the size of Dong Hu’s chest. After being hit by him, she did not exclaim like a normal girl, but instead hid her arm behind her back, like a stolen one.

Dong Hu knew who the girl in front of him was, she was not someone else, but Mengdu’s young girl and young baby.

Girls in the Northwest are not worth much. Many boys do not have official names, and they will not stumble on their scalp to name girls.

Seeing Xiaoyuan's face and her hands were bulging, Dong Huruo didn't know what was going on, so he became a pig's head.

"It was brought to you..."

"Young man didn't steal it!"

Dong Hu was about to go through his bag. After hearing the girl's urgent defense, he couldn't help but look back at the girl with frostbite on her face. Seeing her nervous look, she couldn't help but smile.

"I didn't say you stole it. I gave it to you. You just found it in advance."

"Uh-huh……"

The girl finally felt relieved and then she regained her usual savage temperament as a boy. She ran to him and watched him open the bag. Seeing him take out a Shujin girl skirt, the girl was immediately curious. When she secretly flipped her bag, she secretly gestured in the tent for a long time.

"Huwa, who are you going to ask for a marriage?"

The girl was very curious. Dong Hu opened the light green women's skirt and smiled.

"A few days ago, I heard from Brother Mengdu that you are about to get married, so I asked someone to make this dress for you, which is a gift from our tiger baby."

Dong Hu scratched his head again, looking at the girl who finally showed shyness.

"Will it not make the other side angry?"

"snort!"

The girl snatched the beautiful dress that she secretly gestured for a while, and was very pouting and dissatisfied with his words.

"Young Wah doesn't care whether he is satisfied or not!"

After the girl snatched the dress, she gestured on her body. Just as she was about to take off her worn sheepskin coat in the tent, the tent was opened. Mengdu and Meng Wei walked in and saw the light green dress in Yaowa's hand, she was stunned.

Dong Hu was afraid that the two of them would misunderstand, so he took out a Shu brocade man's robe from his bag and smiled: "A while ago, Brother Mengdu said that the youngest baby was going to get married, so he asked someone to make two clothes. This time he came in a hurry and couldn't prepare too many gifts. When the youngest baby got married, brothers would send a few more pieces of silk..."

Mengdu and Meng Wei obviously didn't care about these things. For them, it was just that when a man and a woman got married, they waved their hands to stop Dong Hu's explanation.

Meng Du patted Dong Hu on the shoulder and sighed.

"Brother Huwa, you and I may be in trouble this time."

Dong Hu raised his eyebrows slightly and pulled Mengdu to the bed beside him to sit down. In Mengdu, after the two brothers Mengwei came in, Yaowa became much more honest. She lowered her head and sat aside without saying a word, but she hugged the beautiful dress tightly in her arms.

"Ji Shishan Mountain is difficult to support people, but the Hehuang Valley is blocked into Jiangnan. The two are hostile sides in the roots. No matter how Beigong Boyu plots, he cannot really believe in his elder brother. No matter how well he says, he still wants to use Jishishan."

Mengdu and Meng Wei nodded silently. Unlike the Qiang people who were forcibly divided and placed in the Han Dynasty, Jishishan and Plateau Qiang were all Qiang tribes that were forcibly excluded by Hehuang Qiang, or Jishishan and Plateau Qiang were all losers in the battle in the Hehuang Valley.
Chapter completed!