Crossing the grassland, the rough general, please set me free

Qin Yue did not answer his question directly.

"Haha, Qi and the Balin tribes haven't had any contact for many years. If we can take this opportunity to bury the hatchet and help each other, it will be of great benefit to the Balin tribes. If the Khan trusts me, I will definitely do my best to facilitate this matter when I return."

When Yan Lie heard him say this, he sneered in his heart, thinking that he came here for weapons after all.

Alliances and such are just empty talk.

He pretended to be relaxed and said, "Haha, then I'll rely on Lord Qin. My tribe has just experienced a war, and my people have only recently moved back to their old home. Everything is slowly recovering. If we can get support from Qi in the future, I believe that my Balin tribe will get better and better."

Qin Yue laughed loudly, then changed the subject.

"On the way here, I heard about the amazing weapons of the Bahrain tribe. I didn't get to see them today, which is a bit of a shame. I wonder if I can meet the person who came up with the idea to make these weapons?"

When Yan Lie heard that he wanted to see Lin Shu, he felt a little unhappy. He hesitated for a moment, then twitched his lips slightly, "Master Qin, please wait a moment. I'll send someone to pass on the message."

Then he turned to look at the people around him and said, "Bure, go call Tubu."

Bu Re understood that this was because he didn't want Qin Yue to see Lin Shu. He nodded and left the tent.

Qin Yue was puzzled. This Central Plains woman was called Tubu? This surname was really strange.

Soon, Bu Re came over with his men. Qin Yue followed the direction and saw a burly middle-aged man following behind him. His heart skipped a beat. Wasn't it a woman? A woman who had some connection with Bumtai? Why was it a man?

Could it be that I heard it wrong?

But thinking about how Bumtai always made excuses and looked a little anxious, it really didn't seem like I heard it wrong, right?

Could it be that Yan Lie was deliberately fooling him? A trace of anger flashed through his heart.

"Greetings to the Khan, Lord Qin." Tubu's voice was sonorous and powerful.

Yan Lie looked at Qin Yue with a smile, "Master Qin, this is the person who made the weapon."

"Khan, do you mean that he was the one who came up with those things? But why did I hear that it was a woman from the Central Plains?" Qin Yue said with some dissatisfaction.

Yan Lie originally wanted to delay, but was directly exposed by Qin Yue. Although this matter was no longer a secret in the past few years, it was better to avoid seeing the other party as he was not sure of his intentions.

I slapped my forehead in vain.

"Oh, just now I heard the adults say that they wanted to see the maker, so I thought it was Tubu."

Qin Yue looked at his expression, not knowing whether he really misunderstood or was just pretending. He continued with a forced smile.

"On the way here, I heard someone say that the crossbows of the Balin tribe were made by a woman from the Central Plains. I wonder if I, Qin, would have the honor to meet this fellow from Qi today?"

"Master Qin, you may not know that this woman from the Central Plains is my wife. However, she is pregnant and it is not convenient for her to come out to meet guests."

When Qin Yue heard that it was his wife, he became even more curious about this woman.

"Sir Qin, the Queen Consort has rarely gone out since she became pregnant." Geshu added.

"That's such a pity." Qin Yue picked up the teacup in front of him and took a sip.

This weapon cannot be seen, and neither can the person.

So many people have come here for two days, it's impossible for them to get nothing, right?

The originally lively atmosphere in the tent seemed to be instantly frozen by an invisible cold current, and the air seemed to become heavy.

Geshu quickly broke the deadlock, with a smile on his face.

"Master Qin, since we've come to the Balin tribe, we'll be staying here for a while. Why don't you and your distinguished guests stay a little longer? This will give us the opportunity to show our hospitality and treat you well. As for the matter of cooperation and alliance, there's no rush. We can take our time and slowly work out a perfect plan."

When Lord Qin heard this, he was slightly stunned at first, but he quickly reacted and laughed out loud.

"The Great Khan and Lord Geshu have extended such a gracious invitation, how could we possibly refuse? We must respectfully obey!"

. . . . . . . . . . . . .

Bumtai strolled around the camp and found that the locations of the various camps of the Balin tribe were still the same as the last time he came.

But at the workshop, there seemed to be more guards than before.

Not to mention getting in, even getting close is difficult.

After carefully observing the surrounding situation, he turned and left.

When we returned to the main camp, the people inside were not finished yet, so Bumutai found an inconspicuous corner and stood there...

I stood there until almost noon, when a group of servants came into the tent carrying lunch.

Bumtai looked at the servants busy coming in and out, and guessed that Yan Lie would not be able to leave for a while.

I want to go and take a look near Lin Shu’s tent.

Even though I haven't seen the weapon, I should be able to take a look at it from a distance, right?

As I thought this in my heart, my pace quickened.

In fact, Lin Shu’s tent is easy to find. The person we sent last time said that Yan Lie has strengthened the guard of the inner camp.

Just look for a place with a lot of guards.

He soon found the tent, his heart pounding.

Hidden in a place with few people.

Staring at the tent.

After waiting for a long time, the curtain was finally lifted and Dunzhu came out holding a tray.

Bumtai looked at the place not far away and clenched his fists slightly.

"Who's there?" A nearby guard noticed him.

Bumutai was stunned for a moment, but quickly reacted, "Haha, I came here with Lord Qin. I came here because of a stomachache and couldn't find the way."

Hearing what he said, the guards relaxed their vigilance.

"Oh? So you came here with the Qi envoy. This is the Khan's camp, not a convenient place. Just keep going along this road."

After saying that, he pointed him a way.

"Thank you very much." Bumtai said politely.

He took another reluctant look at the tent and left reluctantly.

Lin Shu in the tent didn't know that Bumtai had already infiltrated the Balin tribe.

I also plan to take Dunzhu for a stroll by the river in the afternoon, pick some wild flowers, and make them into sachets to cover up the smell.

Since I became pregnant, my nose has become more and more sensitive. I feel uncomfortable when I smell something with the slightest smell.

It's hot now, and the leather mats in the tent always have a smell.

Dunzhu was taken out to dry in the sun many times, but the results were not very ideal.

. . . . . . . .

In the menial service camp.

The servant described the scene of the Qin envoy's arrival in vivid detail. Helian Zhen did not respond, but just listened quietly.

He looked at himself in the mirror again, his face gradually darkening.

The wounds on his body have almost healed, but scars are left in many places.

All the experiences I have had are thanks to these two people.

What if something unexpected happened to Lord Qin in the Balin tribe at this time?

I wonder what it will be like?

Anyway, this tribe is no longer surnamed Helian, so what does its life or death have to do with her?