Lu Qiqi and Song Yanqing walked out of the tent side by side, leaving the Tatars with a generous gift.
The Tatars patrolling outside the camp did not discover the two men's whereabouts.
The destination the Tartars mentioned in the space was not far from the camp where grain was stored.
However, Song Yanqing and Lu Qiqi did not follow the direction indicated by the Tartars.
The reason was simple: Song Yanqing did not trust what the Tartars said.
Lu Qiqi trapped dozens of Tartars in the space, and in front of them, she openly moved all their food and weapons into the space.
Song Yanqing did not believe that his ability to speak a few words of the Tatar language alone would dispel the Tatars' hostility towards him.
If that's the case, then the direction the Tartars are pointing towards is their destination—to ensure their utter annihilation.
If his guess is correct, the direction the Tartar asked the question was pointing was the place where the Tartars had the largest garrison.
If we go to the place he points out, we will truly be walking into a trap.
Song Yanqing wouldn't be so foolish as to do that, and neither would Lu Qiqi.
The two of them walked in opposite directions as if by unspoken agreement.
They soon discovered the place where the Tatars kept their horses.
Under the dark sky, there was a fenced-off area on the boundless grassland.
The black dots scattered across the grassland like raindrops.
The Tartars were brave and skilled in battle, and the greatest help they received came from the fine horses of the grasslands.
Lu Qiqi looked at the scene before her, her heart leaping with joy.
The sound was exploding in my ears, over and over again.
We're rich! We're rich! We're really rich!
All the horses on the grassland were tethered with wooden stakes, making it impossible to remove the ropes and store them in the space in a short time.
But time waits for no one. If tonight passes, Lu Qiqi will have no chance to sneak into the camp again.
Not to mention, they took all the horses away.
Holding the dagger that could cut through iron like mud, Song Yanqing strode to where the horse was tied, intending to cut the hemp rope.
Lu Qiqi saw through his intention and quickly walked over.
Song Yanqing was already on guard. Hearing footsteps behind him, he feared that Lu Qiqi would feel regretful if she found out that she couldn't take away so many horses.
Therefore, when Lu Qiqi approached, he explained softly, "Although there are many good horses, it is a pity that we cannot cut the ropes in a short time to bring them back to the military camp and strengthen our army's horse-breeding camp."
"Wait here a moment, I'll untie a few horses so we can use them on our way back to the border town. Don't worry about the spirited horses not lasting long."
Lu Qiqi did not object to his explanation.
But... perhaps there is a better way.
She said, "Why don't you let me give it a try?"
Upon hearing this, Song Yanqing looked up at her in surprise.
Without asking or questioning, he simply stepped aside to give Lu Qiqi room to operate.
Lu Qiqi stepped forward, reached out and touched the wooden stake, and then used her mental power.
The hitching post was suddenly uprooted.
The horse was startled. It opened its mouth wide, as if to neigh.
But the next second, it found itself no longer on the dark grass.
Night turns into day.
The horse was so frightened that it lowered its head and took a bite of the tender grass on the grass in the space.
After realizing her success, Lu Qiqi turned to look at Song Yanqing.
The next moment, she received a thumbs-up reward.
Lu Qiqi thought to herself, "They're trying to coax a child."
However, she didn't waste too much time before turning around and continuing to operate, using her mind to store the horse into her spatial storage.
Using your hands to place the horse on the wooden stake to store it in your spatial storage is such a waste of time.
So Lu Qiqi untied a horse rope and nimbly mounted the horse.
The manipulation of spatial concepts is limited by distance.
After figuring it out, Lu Qiqi rode her horse around the horse farm, storing all the horses that had been on the grassland into her spatial storage.
This was quite a fruitful trip.
After storing the horses in her spatial storage, Lu Qiqi discovered that the seemingly large number of horses was actually only a small part of the Tatar nomadic tribes.
Because she was riding a tall horse, standing at the top of the hill, she could see an even larger group of horses circling at the foot of another hill in the distance.
Lu Qiqi felt an itch to collect all the horses from the other mountain into her spatial storage.
But rationally, she knew it was impossible, since the space wasn't large enough to hold it.
They also had to harvest the cattle and sheep raised by the Tartars, so they had to leave plenty of space for them.
Although unwilling, I had no choice but to give up.
Standing at the highest point has many advantages; it also makes it much easier to find things from a bird's-eye view.
Soon, Song Yanqing found the direction of raising cattle and sheep in enclosures.
He called out to remind them, "Seven Seven, look over there, it looks like cattle and sheep being raised by the Tartars."
Lu Qiqi looked in the direction he pointed.
The flock of white sheep is not hard to spot in the pitch-black night under the bright moonlight.
Having learned the direction, the two did not linger on the mountaintop.
If the Tatars were to discover them deep within the mountaintop, their plans would be disrupted.
The two rode their horses to the area where cattle and sheep were kept. From a distance, they dismounted and made as little noise as possible as they approached quickly.
The sheep and yaks are kept in separate enclosures.
Therefore, what Lu Qiqi saw was a vast expanse of white and pitch black.
This creates a stark contrast.
At this moment, Lu Qiqi's chest was pounding violently, even more so than when she saw the herd of horses.
After all, horses are used for military campaigns, and they need to be fed and cared for.
But the cattle and sheep in front of her were different; in her eyes, they were a feast fit for an emperor.
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