When Shi Yi thinks about Xianyu, someone always comes to disturb her.

The big eagle held its head high, like a king looking down on all living beings.

Lu Shen gritted his teeth:...the villain is succeeding!

Shi Yi gnashed his teeth: ...This arrogant look really makes me want to heat up the pan and add some oil!

Xiaoqing is an eagle that cannot stay still. It spreads its wings and flies high, soaring freely back and forth in the air following the carriage.

The three of them entered the carriage, and Qiao Henian pulled the quilt that was about to fall off his legs.

"General Xiao has made preparations. As long as Yale Qilu sends troops, they will march in force."

Lu Shen slapped his thigh and said, "If they start fighting, they can't come to trouble the little girl."

Today they also killed the head of the Chifeng family, which reduced the burden on General Xiao.

Qiao Henian said worriedly, "Today's battle is just an appetizer. Once King Yale and his men receive the news that Chi Feng was killed, I'm afraid they will choose to wipe us out first."

Hearing this, Lu Shen also put away his playful intention, "Yes! We are happy today, but this is a slap in the face of those nobles."

It is impossible for them not to retaliate!

But now the caravan’s strength is not enough to compete with the army!

Shi Yi said nonchalantly:

"Don't worry! King Yale and his allies have already set a date for the army to march out, and they will most likely choose the Central Plains over us."

After all, invading the Central Plains can bring them the greatest benefits.

Everything is afraid of comparison!

Lu Shen was worried, "What if, I mean, what if they suddenly decide to deal with us first, what should we do?"

Shi Yi remained calm and composed, "Don't worry! What happened to Chi Feng today will definitely not be leaked, after all, everyone around us is ours.

It might take several days for them to notice something was wrong. Besides, Wei Dong and Ye Qingfeng had already set up a maze.

If they dare to come, they will be led elsewhere. It is impossible for them to find us in the short term, and the army that wants to march cannot afford to wait for one more day! "

If the soldiers and horses are not moving, the grain and grass will go first.

For an army of hundreds of thousands, the daily consumption of food and fodder alone is staggering, not to mention other things.

I'm afraid King Yale is too busy to handle everything during this period.

Qiao Henian said in a deep voice: "Well, General Xiao and his men will also make some moves during this period. It is impossible for King Yale not to receive the news."

I'm afraid the spies on the grassland have already been keeping an eye on the movements at the border.

Once there is a troop mobilization at the Central Plains border, King Yale will become even more anxious.

He also wanted to catch Zhongyuan off guard!

As long as they cooperate well with General Xiao, King Yale's allied army will have to march out as planned.

Qiao Henian reminded: "But we must also be on guard against him leaving a team behind to deal with us."

After all, the Chifeng family is the in-laws of King Yale, and there is no way he would not avenge him.

Shi Yi nodded. She would pay more attention. As long as there were "wolves" coming, she would keep all the "wolves" away.

Wuzhu brought people to help clean up the battlefield. At first, he was immersed in shock for a long time when he saw the corpses all over the ground.

Then, what did he see?

Warhorse! Armor! Bow and arrow! Scimitar!

Dead horses, injured horses, and intact horses!

what is this? !!

This is a once-in-a-lifetime benefit!

Regardless of what will happen in the future, these are the war supplies they urgently need right now!

Wuzhu's spirit of ownership is immediately online:

"What are you standing there for? Why are you so dull? Can't you see there are so many horses that need to be taken care of?" He shouted loudly to the tribal boys he brought with him.

The boys’ eyes lit up and they understood immediately!

Wuzhu came close to Weidong and heard him instructing people to bury the bodies of the soldiers on the spot. He raised his face and laughed, and made a suggestion:

"Manager Weidong, these are all war horses! We'll take the dead ones back to eat their meat, and send the living ones back to the caravan.

But do you want the armor on this soldier?"

Ye Qingfeng looked at Wuzhu with a strange look in his eyes, "You want something from a dead person?"

Is it not taboo at all?

Wuzhu raised his head and smiled awkwardly: "In the past, I certainly didn't dare to ask for it, for fear of upsetting the gods!

But who cares about that now? My people are dying of poverty.

What is there to be afraid of when people are dying? If we want to survive, we have to arm ourselves so that we can protect ourselves when the enemy comes."

In the past, they only thought about how to graze, but now, they also have to consider not being caught, and have the ability to protect themselves and resist.

Just today, he witnessed with his own eyes the amazing strength of that caravan. This short but fierce battle ended with the complete annihilation of the Chifeng family cavalry.

The cavalry of the Chifeng family was like a paper tiger and was defeated so easily?

This sudden realization illuminated his originally chaotic inner world like lightning across the night sky.

Once upon a time, those noble lords wielded gleaming swords in their hands, casting deep shadows in the hearts of him and his companions, making them shudder and fear.

However, at this moment, when he re-examined these weapons that were once regarded as symbols of terror, he was surprised to find that they did not seem as terrifying as he had imagined.

This wonderful feeling was like a clear spring flowing slowly through the long-dried wasteland of his soul, nourishing every inch of land that had become stiff due to fear.

Gradually, an unprecedented courage and strength surged in his chest, like a burning flame, instantly dispelling the haze that had long lingered in his heart.

At this moment, a bold idea exploded in his mind - resistance!

Yes, since these so-called nobles are not invincible, why should we continue to endure their oppression and bullying?

Why can't we stand up straight and bravely fight for our own freedom and equality?

Once this idea was born, it grew wildly like spring grass and quickly occupied his entire thinking space.

Then, the originally humble and cowardly heart began to beat violently, bursting out with a blazing light.

He now urgently wants to arm everyone in his tribe: with knives in hand, there is no need to panic.

If he had armor to protect him and bows and arrows, his tribe could also form a powerful cavalry.

Weidong saw through his thoughts and intended to help him:

"Brother Wuzhu, if you don't mind... the things on the battlefield, please pick out some useful ones and take them back."

Wuzhu showed gratitude and bowed to Weidong repeatedly:

"Oh, I don't mind! We are so poor, how can we despise it! Besides, these are rare good things, which I couldn't even think of in the past. Thank you so much! You are really a living Bodhisattva."

Weidong smiled and did his best to be a good person:

"Take those injured horses with you as well. Treat those that can be healed, and use those that can't be healed as food for the winter."

There were too many injured horses and their caravan couldn't treat them all.

They are all excellent war horses. It is a pity that they were damaged so badly due to delayed treatment.