It feels happy when I shout, and it hurts when I do it. It’s like being very happy when watching pirated copies, and then very angry after receiving fake money. This world is not originally kind-hearted, and all free gifts.

In fact, the prices are all marked secretly.

The winner takes all, whether they are Han or Hu, the winner is qualified to write history, and the loser, well...

Beigong didn't want to admit defeat, nor was he willing to be a loser, so he wanted to try again. At this time, Jia Xu's early strategy came into effect. There were reinforcements from the Western Regions such as Gao Wutong in the northwest, and

To the east was the encirclement of Zhang Liao and Tai Shici. Beigong, who was cut off from his retreat, had no choice but to flee into the Qilian Mountains, hoping to borrow chickens to lay eggs.

The sporadic rain in the mountains stopped, and Beigong looked at the mountains with an expression that was indescribable. After entering Chatiaozigou, he could no longer see Zhangye, nor could he see the land of Xihe Longyou that he was originally familiar with. Everything was completely forgotten.

Covered by hard mountains.

Fortunately, there are some Qiang people and some tribal people around Beigong. Although their faces are inevitably a little ugly, they still follow Beigong...

To be honest, in the battle under Zhangye City, only less than 10% of the Qiang people died directly. The rest died or were captured on the way to escape, and at least 50% of the Qiang people escaped.

Well, it was these Qiang people who fled in disorder that gave Beigong some time to move around.

Catching chickens and dogs requires a lot of effort in such a small fenced shack, let alone catching these fleeing Qiang tribes?

Although both ends are blocked, it will still take a certain amount of time to completely calm down and clean up, and this time has become Beigong's only hope at the moment.

If we can bring reinforcements and break the siege of Han soldiers, then Beigong will still be Beigong!

If not...

Then it's just a pile of mud!

Even the bones will rot in the mud!

The time left for Beigong is getting tighter and tighter. If you don't hurry up, maybe even if Beigong recruits reinforcements, the Qiang people in Longyou, Longxi, will surrender one after another. Are they still resisting?

"I only regret that I couldn't capture Zhangye earlier!"

Beigong regretted it quite a bit. After all, he had been at a standstill under Zhangye for two or three days. If he had attacked earlier, or even attacked the city overnight, he might have taken Zhangye, and the battle situation might have changed!

It's just a pity that everything is what if...

After Beigong took a deep breath, he stepped forward in the muddy water, "God be with you! The descendants of Yoshiko will not be defeated so easily! A momentary failure is nothing, even the best hunter will get injured sometimes.

!When we find reinforcements, we can conquer Longyou again and sacrifice those damn Han heads to the gods! To Jizi! To our dead brother Erlang!"

After saying that, Beigong stood up and mounted his horse.

"We will definitely come back!"

Beigong read the Big Bad Wolf's lines loudly and raised his head, just as he thought back then, he was not wrong, it was the Han people and the whole world who were wrong!

Then Beigong led people on a path destined to fail.

Not long after Beigong was heading towards the Qilian Mountain pasture, they encountered the so-called Qiang "reinforcements" running out from the Qilian Mountain pasture...

Upon meeting each other, almost both sides felt a chill in their hearts, and there was no joy at all in joining forces.

Even if his face is swollen to appear fat, the clothes and unavoidable scars on his body can still make it easy to tell whether the fat man is really fat or has been swollen.

The world that Bei Gong insisted on maintaining began to collapse.

Together with the image of Beigong...

The foundation built bit by bit by his father, his grandfather, and the previous generation Beigong began to collapse.

Beigong's gilded name began to fade, revealing its muddy undertones.

Beigong also noticed this. He almost instinctively summoned the remaining Qiang-headed people, tried his best to draw a big pie and win over people's hearts, trying to pick up the scattered things, repaint them, and unite them again...

At the beginning, it seemed to have some effect.

After all, under the fear of Han soldiers and horses, these Qiang leaders still hoped that Beigong could be the one to bear the thunder, so they still maintained their superficial respect and obedience to Beigong. However, when these Qiang leaders discovered

Beigong could not come up with any effective strategy other than drawing big cakes, and the Han people on both sides of the Qilian Mountains did not seem to want to enter the mountains to encircle and suppress them. It seemed that they just wanted to block the entrance to the Qilian Mountains and that would be it.

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The Qiang people naturally panicked.

I have a bad appetite. This painted pie looks good, but I can’t digest it...

There is nothing wrong with having grasslands in the Qilian Mountains, and it is a good place, but it does not mean that the aborigines in the Qilian Mountains grasslands like and welcome the Qiang people to stay there for a long time, and have the attitude of becoming the owners of the grasslands instead.

It's like building a house with hard work, and then some relatives in need come and stay for a while. It's okay to entertain them with food and drink, which is also the proper etiquette. But when you see these relatives living there, you won't leave.

Then not only did they continue to eat, drink, and eat, they even prepared to change the name of the house to the names of these relatives...

Who can bear this?

If the Han people are pressing harder, Beigong still has some effect. After all, the Qiang leader knows that nothing can be done with a piece of loose sand, and it cannot fight against the Han people. There must be a leader, but now the Han people do not seem to have the intention to kill them all.

, so for these Qiang people, Beigong, the so-called leader, seems to have become a burden...

Many Qiang people began to have a question in their minds: How useful is it for Beigong to listen to him?
Chapter completed!