Dalantai's Brilliant Plan (Vote and Subscribe)

The first year of the Han Tribe's founding era, mid-September—the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Luo Chong's home was still under renovation, while the entire Han Tribe was about to welcome another harvest season. On the vast grasslands south of the Han Tribe, the herders had also begun making preparations. They hurried to Kaiyuan Commandery to sell their surplus livestock, reducing winter losses, then used the money from those sales to buy essential daily supplies—salt above all.

Modun had it even worse. After suffering heavy losses in his recent clash with the Han Tribe, his people had been slowly recovering by licking their wounds. This year, they had suffered a crushing defeat and lost enormous amounts of supplies. On top of that, they had lost the Xin Tribe as an ally, leaving them in truly unbearable straits.

Modun wanted his newly adopted son, Dalantai, to lead a raid on the Han Tribe. But the Han Tribe had spent the past few months busy building houses and a city, while its two fully armored regular armies were undergoing military reforms. Every day, they trained around Kaiyuan City, showing no intention of leaving their nest.

Trade between the Han Tribe and the Xin Tribe went directly by sea, leaving them without even a chance to rob a merchant caravan. With winter drawing closer by the day and their reserves of White Salt dwindling, Modun was frantic. They had to obtain enough supplies before winter arrived. Otherwise, even surviving would become a problem for their tribe.

Of course, bowing their heads to the Han Tribe was impossible. They could not win a fight, yet they desperately needed supplies. With no other options, Dalantai came up with an idea for his adoptive father.

"Adoptive Father, why don't we disguise ourselves as a small tribe and go trade