Seven Hundred and Eighty Six, Migration

The enemy in the north was getting closer and closer. On the white salt pond, the opponent waded in. Yan Liuyuan drove the horses to go forward. The two sides seemed to be standing on a huge mirror, the sky and the earth were far away.

Yan Liuyuan silently looked at the enemy in the distance. The opponent was obviously taller than the prairie people. If the average height of the prairie people is 1.75 meters, then the enemies in the north are probably 1.9 meters tall. Some of them were even as tall as two meters.

The opponent's body was covered with brown fur, the muscles of his thighs were exposed to the cold wind, and his upper body also showed his strong chest muscles.

It's just a little strange that in front of the group of strong northern men, there is actually a man in black robe walking slowly.

The corners of the black robe seemed to be sewn with gold thread, which looked mysterious and weird, like a... priest.

However, Yan Liuyuan felt that the black robe didn't seem to be the same as the group of northerners, because the bodies of the two obviously didn't match, and the black robe was a head shorter than the others.

This height, on the contrary, is more similar to the Central Plains people.

"Could the black robe be their leader?" Pu Lanqi asked: "Master, why don't we capture the king first when we capture the thief?"

"I think this black robe is more like a spy who escaped from the Central Plains," Yan Liuyuan said with a smile: "The other party may have some identity in the Central Plains. If it's not for fear of being recognized, there is no need to cover yourself up like this." Be strict, play tricks."

Everyone gradually felt relieved when they heard Yan Liuyuan's relaxed tone.

Thinking about it carefully, the master next to him can wave mountains and landslides, so why should they be afraid of these northern enemies?

Pu Lanqi whispered from the side: "Master, they didn't use knives, no wonder they were so powerful that they could almost cut people off, so they used axes."

Yan Liuyuan looked at the group of people in the distance, and what Bo Lanqi said was right, each of them was holding a giant metal axe.

"This ax is not light," He Guyan said: "But the men on our grassland may not be afraid of them. Master, as long as you give an order, I, He Guyan, will take the lead in rushing forward."

At this moment, more and more enemies appeared in the distance, and the tall figures made the grassland men feel their scalps go numb for a while.

Yan Liuyuan frowned. At first they only saw dozens of people, but now there are hundreds of them: "It's not accidental that these people are going south. It's because the whole ethnic group is moving to the south. Something must have happened in the north that caused them to go south. Run. You can see that some of them are carrying cloth bags, the encounter in Yanchi may be a coincidence, they are here to carry salt."

The two sides were deadlocked in Yanchi, and no one moved forward.

However, Hassan noticed that the beast-like men in the distance were slowly changing their formation, as if they were about to charge them at any moment.

At this moment, soft footsteps came from behind the men in the prairie. When Bu Lanqi looked back, he suddenly found that thousands of giant wolves had come to the edge of the salt pond at some time, and they were coldly looking at the place in the north. The group of "wild beasts" had their fangs exposed.

It was the first time for Pu Lanqi and He Guyan to see such a huge pack of wolves.

They had only heard about it in legends before, and they thought it was just Yan Liuyuan's words to scare people!

Only now did they understand that this pack of giant wolves really existed, and they really obeyed Yan Liuyuan's orders!

The silver wolf king slowly walked to Yan Liuyuan's side, and sat down on the horse in fright without daring to move.

The appearance of the wolves broke the balance between the two sides. Yan Liuyuan watched the northerners retreat slowly. He turned his horse's head and said, "Go, go back to the tribe. There must be more than this number of them. I heard from my brother that catastrophe The former northern territory was wider than the grasslands. Now, this group of people is coming to the south."

After returning to the tribe, Miss Xiaoyu asked concerned: "How is it? I heard that you bumped into those northerners?"

"Well," Yan Liuyuan nodded: "We are leaving this grassland. I asked Hassan to take people to carry enough salt, and then we went east to avoid their southward path. The goal of this group of people It's the Central Plains, not us."

"Central Plains? Why?" Sister Xiaoyu was puzzled.

"Because there are people from the Central Plains among them," Yan Liuyuan sighed, "There are traitors in the Central Plains."

"But why did they go south?" Sister Xiaoyu didn't understand: "It's unreasonable for the whole family to leave their hometown."

"There is no common sense in this world," Yan Liuyuan said with emotion: "I heard Mr. Zhang once said that the ocean has flooded many lands, and maybe the north is about to be flooded, or the weather in the north is too cold. It’s almost impossible to survive.”

No matter what kind of guess it is, it is possible, but the problem Yan Liuyuan must face now is how to keep the prairie people alive.

It was only just after the unification of the grasslands that this happened to him. In fact, Yan Liuyuan himself was a little helpless, but if this group of people really wanted to trouble him, he didn't mind telling them that they had found the wrong person.

Sister Xiaoyu asked, "Do they have superhumans?"

Yan Liuyuan recalled it for a while, and he said uncertainly: "Actually, I feel that this group of northerners may have evolved in a different direction from the Central Plains people. The Central Plains has achieved a small number of individuals, but they are more like... a whole. I don’t know if this has anything to do with the region. On the contrary, the grassland is rather embarrassing, and there are no powerful transcendents.”

The grassland is vast and sparsely populated. Although they rule the entire grassland, the 9 tribes add up to only a few tens of thousands of people. Yan Liuyuan asked that there are only two superhumans on the grassland now, and he has followed them all.

Yan Liuyuan thought for a long time, and finally let Miss Xiaoyu coordinate all the relocation matters.

Then he fetched three bowls of kumiss, and cut his fingertips with a small meat-cutting dagger.

The dark red blood dripped into the kumiss, turning the whole bowl of milky white wine into scarlet.

Yan Liuyuan let out a long breath, and asked Qiqige to call Hassan, Pu Lanqi, and He Guyan.

After the three of them knelt at the door of the big tent, Yan Liuyuan signaled Qiqige to bring the blood wine in front of the three of them: "I will give you the wine today to help you become unparalleled warriors under my command. Drink it."

The three of Hassan looked at each other, and drank the scarlet blood wine without hesitation. Afterwards, the eyes of the three of them turned red, and there seemed to be endless power surging in their bodies until the power rushed into their minds. , Help them open the door to a new world!

The whole tribe fell silent, and everyone looked at Hassan and the others enviously. This was a gift from the gods.

Yan Liuyuan watched all this silently. In fact, there were still some things he didn't tell Sister Xiaoyu... With the increase of his ability to use, he got some new memories.