Chapter 330 Young Woman

As an ordinary member of the Zhurong Department, Doro is the same as other nine-year-old children in the Zhurong Department. He is 1.8 meters tall, but his appetite is small. He can only eat half a sheep in one meal, and his body looks thin.

In the land of Bashu, the Zhurong tribe has a small number of tribesmen, but they rely on powerful force and have a large number of vassals to maintain the basic operation of the tribe.

Force is the most basic thing to evaluate a Zhurong tribe. However, Doro, who is physically thin, is far weaker than other peers in terms of force.

For this reason, Doro often feels a little inferior.

Only recently, the arrival of a Qin lord made Doro regain some self-esteem. Because a person's force is not enough, he will subconsciously find a balance in other aspects.

And that stupid Qin man named Fengjun allowed Doro to regain some confidence in wisdom.

The people of the Zhurong tribe like fire and are warlike, and they will hold a fire festival to celebrate almost every time they defeat a powerful enemy.

"Doro, come on, that fool is using reed poles to build a wall again."

Doro, who was eating when his companions shouted, put down his bowls and chopsticks and stood up. Although the Zhu Rong tribe is the leader of the nearby Yi tribe, they are still short of supplies. Recently, after the Qin man came, the food of the Zhu Rong tribe has been much better. Basically, as soon as the wall is built, they will rush over and burn it. , and then grab things, more or less every time, I can grab something, and then the banquet begins around the long-lasting fire.

Doro looked at the rough food in the bowl and remembered the rich smell of the meat when he roasted the lamb last time. His appetite was so great that he rushed out immediately.

The craftsmanship of the Qin people is really good, and the wall trees are straight and straight. Li Mang, the leader of the Zhurong tribe, was right in front of them, waved his hand and shouted.

"Burn this wall down!"

When Doro heard this, he was very excited and immediately rushed over with others. The flames rose from the palm of his hand, and the flames beat higher and higher. Doro watched the flames ignite on the reed poles. He stood in front of the reed pole wall at close range and admired it, with a satisfied smile on his face.

"We can have a big meal later!"

Then, with a crash, Doro saw his body flying backwards, his vision blurred, and he didn't know anything anymore.

Flames were flying, and a huge shock wave came with broken wood and dust. Li Mang covered his face with his hands, and his huge body was a little shaken.

When the gray smoke dissipated, many of the tribesmen and vassals in front of them looked horrified. Those who were close to the wall were all caught in the sea of ​​fire, their bodies became scorched black, and wailing sounds could be heard.

Amid the wailing, a deep horn sounded, and three rounds of arrows fell from the sky one after another. After that, a large number of Qin soldiers rushed over.

Li Mang wanted to resist, but everyone around him was already frightened. He wanted to use his strength to regain the situation, but saw a long knife coming at him.

The force light was barely avoided, but he was surprised to be covered in cold sweat.

A woman is holding this long knife that is taller than her. The knife is sharp and she slashes like the full moon. There was power in the sword light, and the power light did not dare to fight head-on.

After only a few moves, Li Mang's blood surged, and he was about to fight, but he saw the people on his side began to flee backwards. Knowing that his side was already in decline, he shouted in agreement and began to retreat.

The Qin army did not pursue them. When they saw the barbarians retreating, they stopped immediately. Bai Lu waved her hand and the golden drum sounded. A large number of baggage trucks carried construction materials to Yingshan Stream to build camps.

"The movement just now seems to have been quieter."

Zhao Shuang looked at the black smoke in the distance and sighed, he was still not familiar with his skills!

But in this way, those barbarians should not dare to cause trouble again. The camp was built before the heavy winter snow fell, and a sow of wheat could be planted this year. After next spring, we can start farming on a large scale.

These 100,000 acres of land can become an important granary in Zhao Shuang's territory to provide food for the new army.

Not long after, Bai Lu led the people back with a smile on their faces, completely losing the look of loneliness from the previous few days. After taking off his helmet, Bai Lu twitched his ears and looked at Zhao Shuang.

"Lord, we have won."

Zhao Shuang touched Bai Lu's head and sighed in praise.

"well done!"

"Woo!"

Bai Lu shrank her neck, with a warm smile, showing the mood of a little daughter.

At this moment, the sergeant came to report.

"The people from Shushan are outside the camp and want to see the Lord."

Interrupted by the sergeant, the joy on Bai Lu's face faded, and she glanced at the soldier with some dissatisfaction.

The soldier didn't know how he offended Bai Lu, but he didn't dare to resist and lowered his head.

"Let the people from Shushan come in."

"promise!"

Zhao Shuang turned around to his tent and sat back behind Shuai An.

Soon, the soldiers brought the people over.

She has a graceful figure and beautiful appearance. The woman is tall, wearing silver ornaments all over her body, with long eyebrows and a bit of arrogance on her face.

"Are you Zhao Shuang, Lord Hanyang of Qin?"

"Be bold!"

Bai Lu stood by and drank softly.

"Who are you?"

Zhao Shuang looked at the young woman in front of him curiously and asked.

"My name is Qingluan, and I am the elder of Shushan."

Zhao Shuang looked her up and down and asked.

"Aren't you tired from coming all the way with such heavy silver jewelry on your head?"

Bai Lu chuckled, and Qingluan's eyes narrowed.

The person the Great Elder spoke of was so frivolous!

"Hanyang Jun!"

There was a bit of anger in Qingluan's eyes, but Zhao Shuang smiled.

"A few days ago, I sent someone to Shushan to talk about cooperation, but Shushan didn't agree. Why are you here again today?"

"I want to come and see what kind of person Lord Hanyang of Qin is. After seeing him today, I have made a judgment in my heart."

Zhao Shuang was a little strange, what on earth was this woman doing?

Qingluan leaned over slightly and bowed.

"I am here today, not for the sake of the Shu Mountains, but for the millions of barbarians in Bashu. Are you willing to fight?"

"Soldier fight or martial arts contest?"

Qingluan was a little surprised. This seemingly frivolous man seemed to have been prepared.

"Your army is an elite one, and I'm sure they won't go into the mountains and become enemies of the barbarians like us."

Qingluan was very aware of the advantages on his side, and he also knew that the young man in front of him would not lead his army into the mountains and take the initiative to enter a battlefield that was unfavorable to him.

"And we will not go out of the mountains and fight with the Qin army in the wilderness."

The implication is that it is a competition.

"If I win, your army will not advance any further into our land."

"What if we lose?"

Qingluan glanced at Zhao Shuang with a complicated expression and smiled softly.

"If you win, let's talk about it later!"

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Zhao Shuang had a question mark on his face, but saw Qingluan smile slightly, turn around and leave the camp.

"On the top of Shu Mountain, under the hibiscus tree, Qingluan is waiting for the arrival of Lord Hanyang."