Chapter 310: Strange Return
As Balin spoke, Song Liyun's eyebrows twitched slightly on her expressionless face.
At this moment, she saw another side of the Wuda tribe and realized that Zhao Tingduo, who always appeared in front of her easily, was actually facing a very dangerous living environment.
There is also the Dongyue tribe, which Song Liyun had never heard of.
As the Wuda tribe grew stronger and returned to the grassland, it repelled a provocation from the Dongyue tribe.
It was also that powerful counterattack that caused Abli to be seriously injured.
Soon after, the Dongyue tribe lost its strength when it plundered the Wu Dynasty, and encountered internal divisions within the tribe, which greatly reduced its strength and made it lose its qualification to serve as the king.
Chief Abli had to lead more than a thousand of his separated relatives and retreat from the Chiyang grassland where the Di tribe's royal court was located back to the Mida River Valley, where they faced their old enemy, the Wuda tribe.
On one side is a rising star ready to take off, and on the other side is a notorious, cruel and ruthless old butcher.
Between them lay twenty years of carnage and a feud that had brought Abli down a year before.
When they met again this time, neither side looked down on the other and every contact was a battle.
The Mida Valley was filled with blood and gore.
Two groups of people and thousands of horses.
Galloping across the earth, countless black spots were instantly dotted with speeding horses. They were the horses roaring and neighing, like strong winds and huge waves, like raging storms.
As the horses made contact, the flying, sharp scimitar created a bloody mist...
Balin only knew some simple words from the Wu Dynasty, but just those few words of "kill" were full of blood.
Song Liyun's heart was in her throat. She just wanted to know one thing: is Zhao Tingduo safe?
Unfortunately, Balin retreated from the Mida Valley in a hurry as soon as the war broke out, so he didn't know the specific situation.
The only thing that is certain is that the two sides are evenly matched, there is no clear winner yet, and the war is at a stalemate, otherwise the other tribes would not have to run away.
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The nearest tribe to Kun is a day's journey away.
This time, Song Liyun set out not with Song Dekui but with the five people from Wudong sent by General Xiao, as well as five Di Lu people including Balin.
Since she was traveling in the name of a caravan, she naturally had to catch up with her own carriage.
In addition to the paper-board house, there were also grain, salt, tobacco leaves, cloth, and the old horse on the carriage.
After hearing Wu Dong talk about it in Kunbu, she realized how dangerous it was to pass through the swamp.
If they were not careful, they would fall into the puddles covered with only a thin layer of ice. It was Lao Ma who led them there on the actual road.
Song Dekui realized that the crackling ice he crushed with every step was actually the death waiting to fall. He was so frightened that his hair stood on end. He hugged Lao Ma's neck and praised him profusely: "One catty of salt, from now on I won't call you One catty of salt. Call me Old Salt, Old Salt, you are a great hero. From now on, I will take care of all your food and water. I will not treat you unfairly."
Lao Ma didn't understand what sentimentality was. He just raised his bony head and impatiently threw off the pendant around his neck.
He walked two steps away, tilted his head, reached into the cardboard box at the rear of the cart, and picked up a large mouthful of grass from it.
There is feed specially prepared for horses, which can be eaten at any time.
Song Dekui laughed: "Eat, eat! After you finish, Master Song will give you more."
Wu Dong rode over and said, "Boss Song, we can set off now. Doesn't Lao Yan need to be tied up?"
Song Dekui shook his head: "No need to tie it up again, Laoyan won't run away."
The old horse had no reins and did not run around. It followed Song Dekui and Song Liyun closely.
The needs of animals are simple and straightforward. The old horse's teeth can no longer chew hay, and it has been hungry for a long, long time before its teeth are replaced.
Since the two humans in front of it can provide it with soft grass and clean water, it naturally will not leave.
Wu Dong and Balin were both puzzled as to why Song Liyun wanted to bring such an old horse that could neither be ridden nor run.
Before, they said that an old horse was needed to lead the way, but now with Wu Dong and the others, another horse like this would be redundant. After all, a horse is just a horse, and it doesn't understand where people are going. It's probably a coincidence that it can lead Song Liyun out of the swamp.
Song Liyun didn't explain much. She felt that a dumb animal was sometimes more reliable than a human, especially on a grassland that she was not familiar with.
Besides, raising an extra old horse would only consume more food, which I could afford.
The winter wind on the grassland was bitingly cold. Ju Qingma pulled the cart and the breath condensed into white mist.
Song Liyun, sitting in the carriage, was wrapped tightly and did not feel the cold.
Because they were traveling with a carriage, the group was not moving very fast. It was not until it got dark and snowflakes began to fall from the sky that they arrived at their destination, a small flat area at the foot of a gentle slope.
This is the tribe called Xiaocha that Balin mentioned, but it is empty at this time.
The remaining horse hitching posts, hay gnawed by cattle and sheep, and traces of human activities all indicate that this was once a camp.
Wudong and his companions split up and looked for traces of the tribe. Balin frowned and looked anxious.
"Miss Song, I'm afraid the Xiaocha tribe has moved away!"
Song Liyun dismounted and looked around at the piles of black ashes.
There are ten gray clusters here, which should be ten tents.
In the dead of winter, a tribe of dozens of people just left without saying anything?
The people brought by Bahrain quickly looked around, and the traces left by hundreds of cattle and sheep indicated that the tribe was heading north.
What caused the tribe to move their tents in the wind and snow?
And the direction is still to migrate back. Could it be that the winner of Mida Valley has been decided?
Several people were very confused.
But now it’s dark and we can’t continue our journey, so we have to stay in this empty camp for the time being.
There are no tribes or tents, only camping.
Wu Dong and his companions were soldiers who had been patrolling the grassland. Although they did not sleep in the open air every day, they had experience of spending the night in the wild. They immediately began to dig a hole in the ground with knives.
Laying hay in the pit can keep out the cold and keep you warm.
Balin and his friends had grown up on the grassland. They would find a sheltered slope and spend the night wrapped in a sheepskin mattress.
All their problems lie in what to do with Miss Song.
Just as the ten people were busy preparing for the night, Song Dekui had already called Wu Dong to come and help.
"Lao Wu, come and help build the house!"
Song Dekui stood beside the carriage, jumping up and down and shouting at Wu Dong and others who were moving soil and laying stones.
Wu Dong came over, looked at the planks piled on the carriage and asked, "What do you mean by building a house? What are these?"
At this time, Song Dekui had already loosened the ropes that bound the wooden boards, revealing the "boards" and wood piled randomly inside.
When he saw Wu Dong and the others coming over, he handed over a long board from the car and laughed, "Don't just stand there, everyone give us a hand!"
When Wu Dong saw a three-inch thick wooden board stretched out in front of him, he subconsciously used all his strength to catch it.
I didn't expect it to be so light.
He used too much force and fell backwards with a cry of "Ouch" while holding the paper core board.
He fell so hard that the thick cardboard fell on him, and suddenly even the corners of his clothes could not be seen.
But before Song Dekui, who was laughing so hard that he bent over, could go forward to rescue the person, a steel knife suddenly came towards him.
(End of this chapter)
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