The next day, Wang Xiaohai got up at dawn and asked everyone to pack up and set off.
"So early!" The programmer stood up sleepily.
"Don't sleep in. If you slack off in this new place, you might lose your life. I can't protect you forever." Wang Xiaohai said.
"I'm sorry, I've been a programmer for too long. I stay up late every day to work overtime, so I don't get enough sleep every day." The programmer put on his clothes quickly.
The man with the goatee said nothing and dressed quickly. He was older and did not have the procrastination of the young people. He would not complain because he knew it was useless. It was better to work hard than to complain about life.
The nomadic people would not say anything. They were originally Wang Xiaohai's captives, so how could they dare to question?
There was a shortage of water resources on the grassland, so they mostly drank mare's milk along the way. By noon, the sun was at its peak, scorching hot. Wang Xiaohai noticed that the grass leaves were shining with a strange luster, blocking the heat and ultraviolet rays.
"Evolution?" Wang Xiaohai murmured to himself, thinking that a warrior starting from a mortal and gradually improving his realm can also be regarded as a kind of evolution, just like the grass on the grasslands of this planet, all for adapting to the environment and for better survival.
"Hey, if you hadn't attacked us, you wouldn't be in so much pain." Wang Xiaohai said to the leader in front of him, "So you deserve it. Isn't it okay to just be a good person?"
The leader was speechless, thinking, "Is this our custom for welcoming guests? Besides, even if we weren't targeting you, you wouldn't kill us." In this world, strength reigns supreme. The lives of the weak depend on the whim of the strong. Meeting a kindhearted person is considered lucky, but encountering a strong person who delights in killing and will destroy an entire nation at will is not new to him. He used to be the captain of the imperial guards of a small kingdom, but his kingdom was eventually destroyed by a passing awakened master. The reason was that one of the people sweeping the floor didn't smile at him when he flew over the palace. But the palace servants all knew that the person was simply born with facial paralysis. To have his kingdom destroyed for such a reason was truly unfortunate!
At that time, the people fled in all directions. The leader and hundreds of his guards fled to the sea, robbed a ship, and fled to this grassland. He fought several battles with other tribes, obtained a lot of supplies, and successfully gained a foothold in the grassland.
Two days later.
A group of people rode horses to the most fertile part of the grassland. At a glance, they saw large herds of cattle and sheep in front of them. Strong men from other nomadic tribes were riding horses and waving whips, driving the herds of cattle and sheep under the blue sky and white clouds. The scene was very beautiful.
Seeing the bald chief and his group passing by, several people from the opposite tribe picked up the bone whistles, put them to their mouths and started blowing. The loud "beep" sound rang out and spread in all directions.
The sound of countless galloping horses came from the distant grassland, and a sea of heads rushed towards Wang Xiaohai and his group like a tide.
In fact, in a battle, the side with more numbers does not necessarily have an advantage. Only the side with stronger strength and realm has an advantage. Just like the small country that the leader once owned was directly destroyed by a person of higher realm.
But seeing so many people rushing towards them with half-naked bodies, ferocious faces and strange cries, the programmer and the old man with a goatee were frightened. They all came from civilized society and had never seen such a big scene.
"Your enemy?" Wang Xiaohai asked the leader, "Are you deliberately taking this route to lure me into your enemy's territory so you can use them to get rid of me?"
Upon hearing this, the leader was so frightened that sweat broke out all over his body. He explained in a trembling voice, "This road is the lowest from our ship hidden by the sea. If we take a detour, it will take at least five more days to travel! Besides, the leader of this tribe is about the same strength as me, so he poses no threat to you."
Wang Xiaohai thought to himself that this bastard hadn't told him the truth and only explained it to him right when things got bad. While he wasn't dangerous, he was definitely using him. Feeling unhappy, Wang Xiaohai said, "Fight your own problems. You guys can fight each other later. I'll stay out of it." Wang Xiaohai could crush an ant, but he certainly couldn't let someone use him to crush an ant. He thought to himself that this leader was no match for them, otherwise why would they move their tribe to the edge of the desert instead of occupying the middle?
The chief nodded repeatedly in agreement, not daring to retort, but he was thinking in his heart that all the jewels and jades on our horses are stolen by you. If they steal your things, will you still not take action?
"Stop!" A man with a long scar on his face from the other tribe stopped the horses of Wang Xiaohai and his group.
"Scar, I have something to do today and don't want to fight with you. Get out of the way!" The bald leader shouted, putting his hand on the long sword at his waist.
"Baldy, you are a defeated general. How dare you pass through my clan's territory? You are really not afraid of death!" Scar said, and he also picked up a thick-backed long sword from the horse's back and jumped down. In his opinion, horses are not of much use. Only ordinary people would fight on horseback. No master would do this!
The two men confronted each other with swords raised, and green martial energy appeared to protect their bodies. All the subordinates stepped back a few steps and surrounded the battlefield. After the two decided the winner, the others would take action. After all, the one with a higher realm can easily beat thousands of people with a lower realm. If one of the two leaders is defeated, it will be useless for the others to join. Will a professional Sanda master care how many children under three years old are on the opposite side?
The wind moves, people move——
The two men's blades collided, sparks flew, and they attacked each other in an instant, exchanging dozens of moves in a few seconds, so fast that people around them couldn't see clearly.
The grass flew, the air waves swept, and the onlookers covered their faces and retreated away from the place where the two men were fighting.
Five minutes later, the bald leader's momentum weakened, and his attack and reaction speed began to slow down, while the opponent was still at his peak. In a battle between masters, a little slowness means losing. The two swung a hundred swords at each other in a few seconds, but the scarred leader swung a hundred swords in full, while the bald leader was a little slower and only swung ninety-nine swords. One sword was missed and there was no time to block it. The sword flashed and directly cut his right arm. The force penetrated, and his right arm and the sword fell to the ground at the same time. The defeat was inevitable!
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