No matter if you are a human or an immortal, you can still farm for me after traveling through time!

The banquet ended as night fell. Yang Xiaolai left the tent. A bitter cold wind blew outside, mixed with charming snow particles, making the wind look white.

Arriving in front of the yurt, Yang Xiaolai dismissed the servants who were following him and told them to go back to their respective tents to rest. They didn't need to follow him to practice magic tonight.

Yang Xiaolai returned to the felt tent and took off the mask on his head. Feng Yingman and Tang Kaide, who stayed in the tent, immediately asked him what important matters he had discussed with King Hunxie.

"The thief king wants to hold a grand sacrifice on the next consecutive sunny day, and ordered me to practice the Tongtian technique as soon as possible. After the spring comes, they will move their camp north." Yang Xiaolai took off his fur hat and threw it away with the mask. Then he scratched his hair in distress and wailed helplessly: "I thought I could steal horses after successfully sneaking into the enemy camp, but it doesn't work at all!!"

Yang Xiaolai's words touched the hearts of the other two. Tang Kaide nodded sadly: "How to steal is one thing, how to escape after stealing is another..."

Feng Yingman sat cross-legged with his knees propped up, sighed, and said, "My team and I are sending out signals."

"Just go..."

Feng Yingman walked out of the tent and looked around for a while. He found that the cold at night trapped everyone in the tent. In addition, they were in a remote place and generally no one would disturb them. After making sure that no one was around, he extinguished the brazier on the left side of the curtain and walked back into the tent.

Less than an incense stick of time passed, and a tall man flashed into the tent like a ghost, causing the campfire inside the tent to flicker.

If Yang Xiaolai and the other two hadn't been mentally prepared, they would have been shocked.

"The team is right!"

Because of the cold, Li Changxiang wrapped himself tightly, leaving only a pair of sharp eyes exposed, looking like a huge bear.

"Sit down and tell me what's going on."

The reason why the four stayed in the Uighur base camp for so long was that they had never expected the Uighurs to be so vigilant.

The horse farm is not next to the base camp, but some distance away, where tens of thousands of horses are kept in batches. When the weather is good, the people in charge of herding the horses will drive the horses out of the stable and drive them to the grasslands and puddles a few miles away to let them drink water and find food on their own. When the weather is bad, they will be kept in the stable and fed with pre-processed grass.

Even as shamans, they could not approach the horse farm privately. There were special guards around the horse farm, and no one could approach without the instruction of King Hunxie.

"Captain, ever since I demonstrated my supernatural powers and became Bo'e, that thief king has been putting pressure on me openly and covertly. At the banquet tonight, he seemed to be respectful, but in fact he was threatening me. His words were hinting that I must pick the fairy fruit in the next sacrifice, otherwise I will not be able to escape accountability." Yang Xiaolai told Li Changxiang the situation in more detail, hoping that he could come up with a solution.

"It's almost time. I have slowly made the remaining props these days. The tricks in the future will not require the cooperation of Feng Yingman and Tang Kaide. You should find a way to get close to the stable. We must steal the horses and leave before the sacrifice."

All the Uighurs, regardless of gender, age or status, were soldiers. It would be very difficult for the four of them alone to steal the horses without being noticed and return to the barracks safely, not to mention waiting until the spring for the small royal court to return to the real base camp.

Yang Xiaolai and his two companions have been able to hide until now and have escaped danger many times. Next comes a three-month cold winter, and no one can say for sure whether they will be exposed during this period, so it is really not advisable to delay any longer.

Fortunately, he worked hard and finally made the most important tool. Now one person can perform amazing tricks, and the rest of the people can turn their attention completely to the horse farm.

Inside the felt tent, the four discussed strategies until late at night. Li Changxiang proposed the key to the entire plan, and the other three continued to add key points and details.

Before the snow got heavier, Li Changxiang had to return to the stone platform and continue hiding.

So he bent down and carefully walked out of the felt tent, hiding under the stone platform and waiting for Yang Xiaolai and the others to implement their plan.

The next day, the wind stopped, but the snow was still falling.

Yang Xiaolai, dressed as a wizard, brought Feng Yingman, Tang Kaide and a group of servants to the big tent and made a request to King Hunxie.

"Are you going to the horse farm?" King Hunxie, who was woken up, looked displeased and waited for Yang Xiaolai to explain the reason.

"Last night I asked the gods for guidance. The gods told me that if I want to improve my magic, I need the tears shed by the stallion before sunset, the mane shed by the mare naturally, and the hooves shed by the foal." Yang Xiaolai rang the bell and knelt down: "I want to obtain the immortal fruit and offer it to King Hunxie more than anyone else. I hope King Hunxie can help me practice the Tongtian technique!!"

King Hunxie thought for a moment, then waved his hand and ordered them to enter the horse farm.

"Before I obtain the materials, I will stay in the tent and practice in seclusion. Before the grand ceremony, King Hunxie, please do not let anyone interrupt my seclusion."

"May."

After the wizard went into seclusion, it was cloudy for several days in a row, and no one was sure when the next consecutive sunny days would come.

Two minor wizards led a group of slaves into the stable and separately obtained what the major wizard needed.

The horse farm is very large, with more than a dozen horse pens crisscrossing across the barren grassland.

There are thousands of horses in each stable, and each is guarded by a dedicated person.

In order to get the materials as quickly as possible, they followed the horse herders during the day and stayed at the stables at night. They would immediately return any materials they obtained to the wizard.

During this period, the wizard came out of retreat and demonstrated his celestial power. It was because of these things that the wizard's magic power improved visibly! The rope that used to be more than ten feet high was actually climbed to two or three feet high this time!

The wizard also ordered a child to try to climb up along the rope, but unfortunately the child did not know the climbing skills, and without someone to support him, he could not hold on to the rope and climb up.

King Hunxie was so angry that he smashed the cup and scolded the children for being incompetent. Then he immediately ordered that all the children in the tribe must practice climbing the pole. Only those who climbed the highest and fastest would be qualified to climb up the rope to pick the fairy fruit!

As a result, a pole climbing trend arose in the Huihe tribe, and all parents in the tribe hoped that their children would be the ones who climbed the pole to pick the fruit.

The little witch and the servants have been at the horse farm for more than ten days. Although the things the big witch needs are a bit strange and difficult, they are not impossible to get. They always follow the horses, whether they are grazing or returning to the pen.

When tens of thousands of horses are grazing, the area is extremely large, usually occupying several hills. They often lose contact with each other, and the east side cannot see what is happening in the west.

It was a rare sunny day. The elders in the tribe looked at the clouds in the sky and according to experience, it would be sunny for the next two or three days. It was time to hold a sacrifice. When King Hunxie sent someone to remind the wizard, the wizard was still in seclusion. He responded to the people outside the tent and they left.

After everyone left, the wizard in the tent took off his mask, revealing his face wrapped in cloth.

The wizard was unexpectedly replaced by Li Changxiang from Yang Xiaolai without anyone noticing!

Since Li Changxiang is here, then the remaining three people...

Naturally in the horse farm.

The three men, who were mixed in among the grazing horses not far from each other, made a gesture to each other to confirm that today was what the captain said, "The day when it clears up is the time to take action."

The three men looked up cautiously to see the situation around them. The horses in the stable they had chosen were driven to the easternmost pasture, on the same hill as the horses in the other stable. There were less than ten guards and shepherds left behind.

So the three of them used the basket to shield the sharp blades in their hands and slowly moved towards these people.

They first dealt with the slaves in the herd, and then went towards the guards and shepherds.

During this period, they stayed in the horse farm not only to understand the rules and regulations for grazing, but also the guarding situation. They knew that grazing usually lasted a whole day, and except for those who went out to graze in the morning, no one would come to the grazing area until the evening.

The divide and conquer approach is very effective.

But in a short while, relying on the trust they had accumulated over the past few days, they easily lured away and eliminated the guards and shepherds in the pasture.

Afterwards, the three of them gradually gathered the horses from the two stables into a team and drove towards the hills farther away.

When the people on the next hill noticed the situation here, they thought they were just changing pastures as usual. After all, they had always followed the grazing method of moving to the next hill after eating on one hill.

They don't pay any attention to the occasional barking of dogs. In winter, hungry wolves often risk harassing the herd of horses, trying to cause chaos and then attack the foals in the herd. The barking of dogs is a warning to the wolves.

In a blink of an eye, the horses in the two stables disappeared behind the hills, leaving only the rumbling sound of horse hooves.

As the sun got lower, they began to gather the horses from the pasture and drive them back to the stable.

The process of herding horses is time-consuming and tedious, and there are always some horses that don't want to be kept in captivity.

By the time they drove the horses back to the stable, the sun was setting.

After waiting for a long time, the horses in the remaining two stables had not returned yet. The people in the stable immediately realized that something was wrong. Before they could split into two teams, one team chased in the direction of the daytime grazing, and the other team went back to report. They actually saw a fierce fire coming from the tent in the distance! !

From afar, you could see flames rising into the sky, and the flames kept burning through the nearby yurts. The fire was so big that people were scared and screamed and fled from the yurts.

Broken!! Food!! Ghee!!

If the base camp is gone, it would be questionable whether they can survive the winter.

There was no time to chase the lost horse, so everyone in the stable immediately gave up chasing the horse and rode back to the base camp at full speed to join the fire-fighting team.

It was already very difficult to get water on the grassland, not to mention the cloudy days and the whole day of sunshine, which had already melted the remaining snow on the ground into ice. Most of the time, they could only watch the flames drifting towards the felt tent farther and farther away with the wind.

While putting out the fire, the Uighurs kept moving items from the tents to a safe place, and drove the livestock from the surrounding sheep and cattle pens to safe areas.

It wasn't until the next day that the last flame was put out.

After the fire was extinguished, King Hunxie immediately checked the situation with his men and counted the number of people and supplies.

In the end, the result was very bad. The fire almost burned down the entire base camp, causing them heavy losses.

Especially the felt tents used to store ghee, the fire was the most intense and burned the cleanest, and it looked like it was the first thing to burn. There were also felt tents for storing food. If everyone had not tried desperately to rescue them when they first caught fire, they would have lost nearly half of their food for the winter.

Most of the fires were not put out by them, but were forced to be extinguished when there was nothing left to burn. If there had been no ice on the ground to block them, these flames would have ignited the dry grass roots and burned throughout the grassland.

Judging from the damaged felt tents, this man had a very purposeful purpose in setting the fire, specifically targeting the tents where important supplies were stored. It seems that he knew the situation in the camp very well.

Thinking of this, King Hunxie suddenly became gloomy and furious, and shouted in a rough voice, "Who set the fire?"! !

The people at the horse ranch were just about to report to King Hunxie about the missing horses in the pasture area, when suddenly, a shaman servant ran over screaming, "King Hunxie, this is bad! Bo'e is missing! The rope to heaven is also missing!"

What! The purpose of setting the fire was to kidnap Bo'e and steal the rope?

His magical fruit!!

The fire was far from the wizard's tent. The wizard was in seclusion at the critical moment and had previously ordered that no one should disturb him. Therefore, even if the tent in the distance caught fire, the servants did not dare to disturb him, but ran to put out the fire. When the fire was completely extinguished the next day, the servants remembered to come back to confirm whether the wizard was safe. Unexpectedly, they did not get a response for a long time, so they ventured into the tent and found that the wizard was no longer in the tent. Then they turned the tent upside down and realized with horror that the rope was missing! !

"Not far outside the tent, a bone chain was thrown down. It was the one that Bo'e usually wore on his hand." The little slave hesitated and finally said, "During the training, Bo'e told us that the bone chains on his body represent different directions. This chain symbolizes the west. At the same time, there are a series of hoof prints on the ground going west. They must be the clues left by Bo'e."

It seems reasonable.

King Hunxie pondered for a moment, thought of the importance of the rope, and immediately waved his hand to order the cavalry to follow him to the west!

In a flash, King Hunxie and the large cavalry force disappeared from people's sight.

The people at the horse farm looked in the direction where King Hunxie left, feeling vaguely uneasy. The loss of horses at the horse farm was no small matter, and they dared not hide it. But now King Hunxie was no longer in the camp, so they had to report the matter to the deputy general in the camp.

"What? The horses in the two stables did not return all night?" The deputy cavalry general had heard a series of disasters in succession. First there was a fire, then Bo'e disappeared, and then horses were lost in the stable. He vaguely realized that there was something complicated behind these things, but he was confused for a moment. He was shocked and anxious, and finally he had to call the remaining cavalry to follow him to the stable to check the situation.

When they arrived at the stables, the uneasiness in their hearts finally overflowed like a stream of accumulated water - the doors of all the stables in the stables were opened by someone at some point in time! !

Thousands of horses escaped from the stable and scattered all over the grassland outside the stable. There were escaped horses in the ravines, on the hills, and behind the grass slopes.

Apparently they were frightened by the fire and fled in all directions.

In order to count the number of horses, the cavalry and the people at the stable spent another day driving all the angry horses back to the stable.

After such a laborious inventory, the result was just as the people at the stable had said: the horses from two stables were missing. At the same time, they found several bodies of shaman servants and stable guards on a hill.

The result is self-evident. Someone was so bold as to steal the horse! !

Who is it? !

Even if the deputy general racked his brains, he couldn't figure out who stole the horses, and how they sneaked into the camp without being discovered.

As the temperature was getting lower in the evening and they were short on manpower, the pursuit of the lost horse would have to wait until tomorrow. They hoped that King Hunxie could rescue Bo'e as soon as possible and return to the camp.

Now they had no choice but to count the bodies and see if they could find any clues.