"Madam, you said that the Stone Cow tribe spent a lot of money to recruit so many wandering warriors, so they are not afraid that their tails will not fall off?"
"The Stone Niu Tribe, they are the Black Wolf Tribe, why don't they go back to the Black Eagle Ranch where the Black Wolf Tribe is the main body. Is there anything wrong with the Golden Wolf Tribe?"
Since he knew he was coming to Qinke Grassland, He Shuang spent a lot of effort. Not only did he copy all the public information about Qinke Grassland in Qingtian City Library and hand it to Feng Rushan, he also took it out and read it whenever he had time. After reading ten or eight pages, she memorized a lot of the messy knowledge about the Qinke Grassland. Unfortunately, there were countless large and small tribes in the Qinke Grassland, and she couldn't understand the drunken words of a down-and-out old man. Is there anything worthy of Feng Rushan¡¯s special attention?
As for Murong Xuefei's, well, informality, although it is enviable, He Shuang understands that she is not Murong Xuefei, and she will never become Murong Xuefei.
"Feng Rushan, come and have tea."
He Shuang imitated Feng Rushan's fooling around in a decent manner. Murong Xuefei looked down on him, but it was hard to object.
Love to learn cannot be said to be a bad thing.
In the Qinke Grassland, there are about 3,000 people in the pocket tribe. In addition to the old and weak, women and children, there are many people who can ride horses and shoot arrows, but the number of men who can truly be called warriors is about four to five hundred. The reason is very simple. Whether encountering wild wolves while grazing, or traveling with a team in a war, etc., young and middle-aged men are always on the front line and have the highest death rate. This phenomenon actually also occurs among the human race, but the human race is known for settling down. The people mainly focus on farming, which is not so obvious compared to the nomadic Jue Xiong people.
Even if there are 500 warriors in the Stone Cow Tribe, not more than half of them will be warriors or above, and the number of second-level warriors will be even less. Under normal circumstances, there will only be about a few dozen. And most of the wandering hunters will be second-level warriors, so when When there are more than 50 foreign wandering hunters, the situation becomes very delicate. Now the Stone Cow Tribe is recruiting wandering hunters at double the price of last year. Murong Xuefei doesn't know whether they can recruit enough 50 people soon, and they don't bother to care.
She is not the chief of the Stone Cow Tribe.
But suddenly, for no reason, she felt a little upset.
"Good tea! Xiaobei, you are good at your craftsmanship."
Feng Rushan¡¯s face was full of relief, and he had obviously made up his mind.
"Feng Rushan, let's go to the Stone Cow Tribe tomorrow."
Originally, Murong Xuefei was planning to ask Feng Rushan if she wanted to go to the Stone Niu Tribe, but when the words came to her lips, she suddenly changed her mind.
"Ah! Uncle Master, let's go to the Stone Cow Tribe in a few days."
Feng Rushan was a little confused.
Murong Xuefei usually doesn¡¯t make up her own mind about this kind of thing.
"Why? Will waiting a few more days make any difference?"
It doesn¡¯t really matter to Murong Xuefei whether she goes to the Stone Cow Tribe or not, but isn¡¯t she feeling unhappy?
¡°Uncle Master, the Stone Niu tribe is very interesting. Their lives will probably not be easy this winter¡±
According to Feng Rushan's understanding, the reason why the Stone Niu tribe recruits wandering hunters at abnormally high prices is not because they have too much money to spend, or because a large number of wild wolves are close at hand, but because they are conveying a certain message to some people with ill intentions. A signal: We are already very clear about your plans.
The key point is that the extremely high remuneration also expresses the attitude of the Stone Niu tribe that they would rather be broken into pieces than destroyed.
As for the real wandering hunters, they may not really need them.
The reason is not complicated. In the battles between tribes, wandering hunters are not very useful. They are hunting wild wolves, hunters, not fighting against fellow tribesmen, warriors, and currently there are no wolves attacking the Stone Cow tribe. sign.
¡°¡, Uncle Master, there are experts in this small Stone Niu tribe.¡±
Of course, since the Stone Niu Tribe has made such a promise, they will also pretend to recruit a few wandering hunters to fill the facade, but they will not ask for so many.
This is not difficult. As long as there are a few inconspicuous thresholds in the recruitment conditions, such as the introduction of Bucha, it is easy to justifiably shut out most wandering hunters.
"Bah! This is another dishonorable method, shameless! Then let's leave Jinlang Mountain as soon as possible, what are we waiting for?"
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"Uncle Master, don't be in a hurry. No matter how sophisticated the Stone Niu Tribe's methods are, they are still weak in strength and may not really work. Besides, Uncle Master still remembers the Battle of Li Ling to Confer God. The Golden Wolf Tribe is also a bit interesting. ¡¡.¡±
Understand the opponent¡¯s plan and resolve itAn offensive attack by an opponent is naturally not the same thing. No matter how sophisticated the method is, it also requires a certain amount of strength as the basis. The Stone Niu Tribe has one of its most fatal weaknesses, that is, there are too few people. Moreover, it is conceivable that foreign aid will not be available. There is little hope, this cannot be solved by small means. This winter, Feng Rushan is not optimistic about the future of the Stone Niu tribe.
About 30 years ago, Li Ling led the Baolin Army to attack the Golden Wolf Clan, the most ferocious and active of the Jue Xiong Clan at that time. He won seventeen games in a row and defeated the Golden Wolf Clan to the ground. Li Ling also became a god in one battle. He ranked among the top generals of the Great Zhou Empire and was known as the God of War of Wuyue Kingdom.
After this battle, the Golden Wolf clan's vitality was severely damaged, its territory and pastures shrunk on a large scale, and it soon became an inconspicuous ethnic group. Now that the White Horse Army has returned, they have chosen the Golden Wolf clan as the target of the first wave of attacks. Feng Rushan hadn't fully figured out the flavor for a while, but it probably wasn't that Zhao Weifang was particularly dissatisfied with the Golden Wolf Clan.
"Uncle Master, today's Black Wolf Clan is far more powerful than the Golden Wolf Clan. Since the Stone Niu Tribe is not having a satisfactory life in the Golden Wolf Mountain, why don't they find a way to return to the Black Eagle Ranch earlier? The tall man from the Stone Niu Tribe People, you don¡¯t know anything about the news about Wu Yue Kingdom. There may be some other explanations. I want to walk around and see the excitement before talking about it. "
Black Eagle Ranch is the dominant ranch of the Black Wolf Clan. Although there will be various disputes over interests among the same tribe, without special reasons, the life of the Stone Niu Tribe will never be better than that of the Golden Wolf Tribe. Mountains are worse.
Feng Rushan wanted to see if there was a chance to find this special reason. His intuition told him that the plight of the Stone Niu tribe was not just the death of the old chief. This small Stone Niu tribe might not be simple.
Having a home but not knowing how to do so, whether you dare not, cannot, or don¡¯t want to go back, is in a sense a kind of dilemma.
Of course, at present, it is simple to leave Jinlang Mountain, but where to go? They have no clear goal, which is one of the reasons.
"Oh, let's go around."
Feng Rushan talked for a long time. Murong Xuefei was vaguely unclear about what she said, and she didn't care too much. As long as Feng Rushan talked enough, she would be satisfied.
"Well, the master is the master. My wife is really overbearing."
He Shuang was silently boiling water and pouring tea, feeling very envious in his heart. At the same time, he also felt a touch of bitterness.
She knew that even if she became a purple-armored warrior or even higher, she might not be able to live a life like Murong Xuefei. As for Feng Rushan's idea, it was a combination of talent and experience. He Shuang was slowly accepting it. , nothing to be jealous of.
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"Well, Uncle Master, there is a man riding over from the east. Let's go down and have a look."
Three days later, Feng Rushan and Murong Xuefei were flying high in the sky on Xiao Hei's back. They vaguely saw something galloping towards the east and whispered hurriedly.
"What's there to see? She's not a beauty from the Golden Wolf clan. Trouble."
Murong Xuefei reached out and patted Xiao Hei gently.
There are also flying birds that can seat people on the Qinke grassland, but Xiao Hei is too powerful, so it is better not to show up in front of people. Murong Xuefei needs to go back to their tent first, and then ride on horseback to see who is coming.
Riding alone in the cold winter of Qinke Grassland, it is very likely that something interesting will happen.
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"Hey! Feng Rushan, this man is seriously injured. It's hard for him to survive here."
Murong Xuefei reined in her mount and shook her head gently.
A black leopard and lin horse walked slowly. On the horse's back was a big man in black armor with his head bent on the saddle. He held a half-broken horse-killing knife in his left hand. Purple blood stains were condensed on the knife. The last wound was the size of a wine glass and was still bleeding. The horse's leg was also injured and it was limping very unsteadily.
The black leopard horse suddenly saw Feng Rushan and Murong Xuefei, and it suddenly stopped. The big man in black armor fell down from the horse and fainted.
"Uncle Master, this man is a purple-armored warrior. His face and horse legs are all covered with arrow wounds. He was being chased, not by a pack of wolves. He is the mount of a good horse. Uncle Master, this man, Not an ordinary person."
Feng Rushan couldn't help but raise her head and look in the direction where the big man in black armor came.
¡°I don¡¯t care who he is, I¡¯ll find out if he¡¯s saved and asked.¡±
Murong Xuefei took out a water hyacinth, pulled out the plug, and poured a stream of cold water on the face of the big man in black armor.
"Water, water,, give me water."
Stirred by the cold water, the big man in black armor slowly woke up and reluctantly sat up, his body swaying, his eyes were covered with red threads, and he screamed with a hissing voice.
"Hey, hey,Uncle is just neat and tidy! "
Feng Rushan smiled bitterly in his heart, jumped off the horse, and handed over a gourd of wine and two large pieces of cooked beef without saying a word.
"Zhe Wen of the Stone Cow Tribe would like to thank you two for saving your life. Humph, you can't let me go! Hehe, there are many enemies coming, so it's better for you two to leave as soon as possible. Zhe Wen has no choice but to repay you for your life-saving grace in the next life."
The big man in black armor devoured a meal like a voracious man, and he suddenly became energetic. He stood up and was about to say a few polite words. Suddenly, there was the faint sound of galloping cavalry from the east, and soon he saw dust flying in the distance. A group of people is galloping towards here.
His horse was injured and he couldn't escape far on the grassland. He also lost his bow and arrow. The pursuers were getting closer and closer, and he could see the flag waving in the distance. He thought it would be difficult to survive today, but Ya didn't want to harm Feng Rushan and Murong Xuefei.
"Oh, you are from the Stone Cow Tribe, who are you chasing after?"
Murong Xuefei felt good about this big man in black armor, and he was from the Stone Niu tribe, so she was willing to ask a few more questions.