It’s rare to walk this world once—eating is the number one priority!
From the post-apocalyptic wasteland to a harsh and impoverished farming family, even with a disabled elder brother and...
The young mistress already had a plan!
Bahrain immediately felt relieved.
He quickly relayed Song Liyun's words to the clansmen beside him, urging them to pay attention to the changing situation and to follow instructions.
Bahrain knows about animal control devices.
Surrounded by wolves in the Gobi Desert, the young mistress used this item to kill dozens of wolves.
Although several days have passed, the scene of the ferocious wolf pack collapsing and struggling on the ground is still vivid in my mind.
However, the young mistress said that the divine object only works on animals and cannot harm people.
Could it be that the young mistress is dealing with horses, not people?
As soon as Song Liyun slowed down, the Ping Shan tribe noticed her.
Although it was only a short time, Bawan was still on edge while chasing after him.
In his eyes, two of the three men in front of him were decent riders, but the one in the middle was clearly not. Yet, the three horses were running like the wind, and he still couldn't get any closer.
Even worse, the four riders ahead were faster and had already disappeared from sight.
What kind of horses are these? How come they're all faster than my own black horse!
Just as I was getting anxious, I saw the three people in front of me slow down as if they couldn't keep up.
Bawan was overjoyed. All that running was exhausting, and he finally couldn't keep going any longer.
He shouted to the people around him, "The chieftain said that as long as we capture them alive, we will be credited, regardless of whether they are injured or not."
The people of the Pingshan tribe were also getting anxious.
What I initially thought was a minor matter turned out to be a long chase that not only failed to catch up, but also left me unable to shoot the horse within range.
Seeing that Song Liyun and the others had slowed down, and that the chieftain only needed survivors, they immediately took out their bows and arrows.
Credit must be seized; time waits for no one.
No sooner had Bawan finished speaking than the impatient Pingshan cavalrymen drew their bows and nocked arrows.
As the strings rang out in disarray, a small volley of arrows instantly enveloped the backs of the three people in front of them.