The soil on the river bank is fertile and the grass is extremely lush. The Huns' herders raised hundreds of cattle and sheep here, and moved their family and their children to live here. At a glance along the Cang River, they were covered with dense felt bags, and there were herders who moved from the inner courtyard of the Huns everywhere.

During the day, boys drove the cattle to herd, and girls cut cloths in the tents to sew clothes for their men after the beginning of summer. Day after day, they live a quiet and peaceful life.

Until one day, something happened to the sheep in the animal circle. The grazing boy found that their sheep had no idea when they began to become listless, no longer eat grass, or produce milk, so they hurriedly searched for the witches in the clan to check the situation.

The flock was strange and the witch could not find anything. Therefore, according to previous experience, they could only mix some fire-removing herbs into the flock's feed. However, doing so did not make the flock show any signs of improvement, but worsened.

The sheep in the animal circle became thinner and thinner. The people in the tribe were so anxious that they were at a loss and looked for ways to treat them, but they could not make their sheep feel energetic.

After the problems with the sheep, the cattle raised on the plain grass on the right also had a difficult situation. Several cows that were pregnant with calfs had no food for no reason. Then, the bulls also lost their food with the cows and did not eat or drink.

All the cattle and sheep pens along the Canghe River were affected, as if they were caught in evil. The civilians of the tribe tried their best. But six or seven days passed, and this situation did not change at all.

Just when the Huns were at a loss, something extremely strange happened to the felt bag seeds they lived in.

At night, the tent would inexplicably rub the wire cloth. At first, everyone thought it was the sound of snakes or rats rubbing with the yarn after they entered the curtain tent, but later they found that it didn't seem like that.

Because after that, these felt bags that once made noises either caught fire suddenly or collapsed for unknown reasons, and all kinds of disasters occurred.

Over time, people living here began to feel that there was evil here.

So, the witches of the tribe began to pray day and night, hoping to drive away evil spirits and return the peace.

But who had expected that after the ritual was held, these strange phenomena did not stop, but were more frequent. Soon, the Hun tribes living here felt that this land had been cursed by the gods and had lost its original beauty. They thought this was a warning from the gods, reminding the tribes that they should not continue to live here, and they should find new land as soon as possible and move out of here.

Once this idea was formed, even if the land was taken from the Great Wei was sought, the people here were unwilling to stay. They migrated overnight and left the fertile soil along the Canghe River despite the opposition of the soldiers. In just two days, the river bank, which was originally full of fireworks, fell into silence.

The patrol soldiers guarding the Huns saw that the people were fleeing in panic, and did not dare to continue to stay here. Only more than ten people were left to guard here, while the others retreated their troops to the royal court, wanting to tell the little Shanyu Archi about this.

Twenty Wei soldiers hiding in the secluded path of Baidao Canyon quietly sneaked into the patrol garrison, and dealt with all the remaining Xiongnu soldiers at one time. Just after they successfully captured this place, Chengge Cliff, which was ambushed on the left bank of Canghe River, immediately rushed forward, leading his troops to reoccupate the plain grasslands on the other side, and took back these territory that originally belonged to the Great Wei without any injuries.

The good news came to the border town, and Qian Hui happily took the military documents and rushed to Zhao Fu's residence.

"Brother Zhao...you are so amazing! The city general really recovered the land sold by Deng Qing within half a month! It doesn't take any soldiers or soldiers! What's going on? Why did it go so smoothly?"

Qian Hui rushed into Zhao Fu's tent and shouted out, but saw the young man in front of the desk sitting calmly, as if he was not surprised by the result at all.

"Brother Zhao? It's already this time...you don't have to hide it from me, right?"

Zhao Fu raised the corners of his lips, raised his eyes from a pile of documents, looked at him and said softly: "Do you know...what the Huns believe in?"

"Silang God and the Eagle."

"These two are symbols of their tribes, and in particular, they are not all they believe in. They believe in all gods and advocate witchcraft. Therefore, almost every race will be protected by countless witches. If one day even witches cannot calm the disaster, they will regard this situation as a god of sin... The city general took advantage of this and set up a mystery in their camp."

"I know very well that the Huns Shangwu is the one who is in charge. But it is too simple to make their civilians automatically give up their territory with this point alone?"

"Where is it simple? If you listen to the general's specific arrangement, you won't feel it is simple. If you want to set up a trap in the Huns' tent, the key is the twenty soldiers I personally trained half a month ago. Whether this can be done depends on whether they can completely disguise themselves as Huns. Fortunately, the people you and I choose are the top children among the elite guards, and this kind of thing is a piece of cake for them.

Before these twenty people left the border town, the general carefully explained his plan to them. When they successfully crossed the river and hid in the White Road Canyon as the general said, they could act according to the opportunity.

First, they took turns to sneak into the Huns, and tampered with the feed of the flock, put in a herb that could make the flock drowsy and lose physical strength, making the sheep in the animal swirl listless and gradually lose weight. While the Huns were looking for the reason why the flock suddenly fell into this strange phenomenon, our army attacked the cattle again, causing the cattle pen to run out of food and hunger strike, which made the Huns feel more fearful.

The Huns made a living by cattle and sheep, whether it was clothing or food, all originated from cattle and sheep, so this is absolutely indispensable to them. Once cattle and sheep have problems one after another, the Huns will inevitably feel that there is evil spirits and will ask the witches to cast spells to drive them away. This kind of artificial disaster will never be useful by relying on the witches' witches alone. Of course, the general predicted that the Huns would add herbs to the feed of the sheep and cattle. Therefore, before setting off, our soldiers asked the military Chinese medicine doctors for advice and brought medicinal materials that were incompatible with that herb.

When the Huns' witches were unable to solve the problem, our army attacked again and used various methods to make the Huns' felt bags unable to rest in peace, making them feel that there were evil spirits here. It was the gods who were warning them to make them restless and they had to move away from the bank of Canghe River."

Qian Hui listened to Zhao Fu's explanation and couldn't help but sigh: "Some of these things actually scared the Huns and fled in panic... It's incredible."

"This is actually very normal. Just like the Wei people believed in Buddhism, they also respected Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, but were extremely disgusted and feared by the wild ghosts. Thinking from the perspective of others, it was easy to understand the thoughts of the Huns."

Zhao Fu's tone was very calm. He put down the sect book in his hand and went to Qian Huixing, patted his shoulder and said, "Let's go, lead the army out of the city, and we will welcome the general to return to the city with victory?"

Qian Hui nodded, smiled, and breathed a sigh of relief: "No matter what the process is, the matter in the North has been successfully resolved. In recent days, the clerk of the prefect's office has quickly written out the case statement of the Deng Qingzhi case and handed it to the capital. I believe that only in the long run... we can go to Luoyang. The lord's expectations for many years can finally come true."

"You are right. But the more you and I will be careful when this happens, and you and I will not be careless. The water in the officialdom of Luoyang is much deeper than in the northern part of the country. Just looking at the hard work of the lord over the years, you will know that the old foxes in the court are not easy to fool."

Zhao Fu agreed and reminded Qian Hui, telling him not to relax his vigilance.

Qian Hui: "This is natural, it is the last moment. We cannot reveal any flaws."

After saying that, the two of them went to the outsider of the tent shoulder to recruit troops and rushed to the city gate to meet the city cliff.

On Chenggeya, Zhao Fu and Qian Hui made a trick to regain the turf that Deng Qing had sold privately to the Huns, and won a great victory. When preparing to reorganize the army, news of a great victory was also heard from the military defense station on the border of Liangzhou.

The coalition forces, which were originally opposed to the Cao family Lin Song army and the reinforcements in the capital, suddenly collapsed their respective alliances for some reason, and withdrew their troops from the Wei border to their respective territories.

Cao Yong and Xiao Sa were guarding the border for several days. Seeing this scene, they were shocked and even unbelievable. The two of them stayed at the border for a whole three days, watching the coalition forces of various countries dismantle tents, integrate their troops and leave, erasing all traces of garrison, as if they had never confronted the Wei Dynasty in the past year, nor had they ever invaded the Wei territory.

Cao Yong always felt that it was very strange that they suddenly retreated. Because he was worried, he sent Xiao Sa back to the camp first, while he continued to stay at the border to guard the follow-up.

However, after he watched for many days, the coalition camp seemed to have completely disappeared and did not attack again. But he still did not dare to rest assured and guarded for another two or three days. It was not until Xiao Sa sent him a message and told him the reason that Cao Yong hurriedly led the army back to the base.

When he led Lin Song's army back to the camp, he deliberately avoided the eyes of everyone and quietly sneaked towards Ning Nanyou's tent without hiding the many generals under his command. At that moment, Xiao Sa and Ning Nanyou had already sat upright in the camp, waiting for him to arrive.

Cao Yong turned into the windowsill and was about to stand firm, then he heard a soft call: "Uncle."

He looked up and saw Ning Nanyou sitting next to the desk under the window, looking at him calmly with his head raised.
Chapter completed!