The wind swept through the night, and when it was the next day, Gao Cheng opened his eyes and found that there were several frozen corpses in the big tent. Soon after, several sturdy steppe barbarians walked in, and when they saw the corpse, their faces were a little unsightly, and they drove everyone in the tent out impatiently.

Gao Cheng silently followed everyone out of the tent, and after walking out, he suddenly felt open-minded, only to see that the high sky was like a blue jewel, cloudless, the sun shone on the boundless grassland below, standing in the sun warm, almost making people think that yesterday's cold wind had never appeared.

The weather in the grasslands is as unpredictable as the sea, especially in autumn and winter, when the sun may be shining at noon and snow falling in the evening.

The tribe that has lived on the grassland since birth is not the slightest strange to such weather, and thousands of people in the whole tribe began to be constantly busy, the shepherds led the cattle and sheep outside, and about a thousand herdsmen carried bows and arrows and scimitars on their backs, forming a team of cavalry to patrol outside.

"The people of this tribe seem to be very nervous?" Gao Cheng quietly looked at the situation of this grassland tribe, these herdsmen were very quick to pack their things, and the singing and drinking last night was more like venting their stress.

Gao Cheng's thoughts kept turning, and he followed behind many captured men and women with Xiao Lucheng. Soon more than 200 captives were gathered.

Many women thought that these steppe people were going to kill them all, and they were so frightened that they trembled and couldn't help but let out a low cry, while other men looked cowardly, like fish on a chopping board, and let them be slaughtered.

Xiao Lucheng's eyes showed ruthlessness, exchanged a look with Gao Cheng, and his body bowed slightly to prepare for a riot, if these grassland people didn't give them a way to live, they would never be restrained.

At this moment a shorter soldier came on horseback, and when he saw the cowardly appearance of these captives, he could not help but show a look of disdain, and pointed at the horsewhip in his hand, and said in jerky Chinese: "You all come and work!"

The tribe of thousands of people began to move, and they needed to bring a lot of things, including more than a thousand cavalry to guard against foreign enemies, one to guard the cattle, sheep and horses, and the rest of the women and children could not take too many things. So the people of this tribe are like more than two hundred captives who have been captured. Treat all captives as human flesh, mules and horses to carry supplies.

The more than 200 captives breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly followed the tribe northward with heavy iron pots and rolled-up tents on their backs, each carrying heavy iron pots and rolled-up tents.

Not far from more than 200 captives, more than 1,000 cavalry scattered and galloped across the vast grassland, vigilantly looking in all directions. The herdsmen of these steppes were natural cavalrymen who had not been trained much, but many of the elite soldiers were no match when they charged.

"Brother Cheng, what should I do? These barbarian cavalry are too close to find a chance to escape!" Xiao Lucheng said with a hint of impatience on his face, leaning over with something heavy on his back.

Gao Cheng's face is not good-looking, he came to this world to cultivate, not to act as a slave of these grassland people, but at this time, more than a thousand cavalry are not far away, and jumping out at this time is looking for death.

Facing the impact of a thousand cavalry, unless he cultivates to the sixth level of cultivation strength, he will have a chance to survive if he cultivates to a steel and iron body.

He said softly: "Don't worry, the tribe has moved, and these cavalry will definitely be divided into the front to act as a scout vanguard, so as not to encounter any danger." As long as these cavalry disperse, our chance will come!"

Xiao Lucheng forcibly endured, spat on the ground fiercely, took a breath and continued to carry things forward. It didn't take long for Gao Cheng to predict, and the more than 1,000 cavalry in front of him were divided into three hundred and scattered to explore the front.

There were still seven hundred grassland cavalry left, Gao Cheng frowned, and shook his head slightly, still not sure that he could escape from these people.

At this time, the people had already walked nearly seven or eight miles, and more than two hundred captives had been caught by this tribe as human mules and horses after the cold wind blew all night last night, and they did not eat anything this morning.

The potential stimulated by the original fear of being killed was constantly consumed in the step by step walk, and many people were pale and crumbling. Several cavalrymen were responsible for guarding them, and seeing this, they immediately drew their horsewhips and whipped wildly. The mouth kept scolding.

"I can't walk! I really can't walk!"

"Please be gracious, let us rest before we go!"

The two young men finally couldn't take it anymore and collapsed to the ground, their faces pale and panting rapidly. Two horsemen rushed forward and whipped them with their horses, and the two men rolled on the ground in pain and wailed.

The short knight who had given the order just now came on horseback, snorted coldly, drew his bright scimitar at once, and said in a difficult Chinese dialect: "Get up! or die!"

Xiao Lucheng clenched his fists, couldn't bear it anymore, and said angrily: "Even if it's a mule and horse, you have to feed it before letting it carry things, we were hungry all night, and we didn't eat anything in the morning, and now you still let us carry such a heavy thing, do you want to exhaust us to death?"

The short knight didn't seem to expect anyone to dare to stand up, so he paused for a moment, and then his eyes flashed sharply, and he said: "It's just some Han slaves, and if they die, they will die! Your life is not as good as that of cattle and sheep! The milk of cows and sheep can raise the young eagles in the tribe and make them grow into warriors, what can you slaves do? Waste food?"

Xiao Lucheng was so angry that the scar on his face kept shaking, and he didn't care that the other party regarded him as a Han. When the other captives saw Xiao Lucheng come forward to negotiate with the other party, they originally showed anticipation, but when they heard the words of the short knight, their faces suddenly turned extremely pale.

It turned out that their lives were inferior to cattle, sheep, mules and horses in the eyes of the people of this tribe. Among the more than 200 captives, there was a young man who looked like Sven clenched his fists and said hatefully: "Barbarian, really a barbarian......"

"Everyone has heard that these barbarians have no intention of letting us live, so let's fight together!

Xiao Lucheng threw the things on his body to the ground and screamed. In his opinion, as long as more than 200 people attacked at the same time, they would definitely be able to disturb the sight of these cavalrymen, and then he would be able to take advantage of the chaos to rush out.

However, his plan failed, and he was allowed to scream, and the other two hundred or so people did not react in the slightest, and the young man Sven, who was cursing hatefully just now, took two steps back.

Seeing this, the short cavalry and the other horsemen laughed loudly. The tribal herdsmen not far away saw the excitement here, and some people also gathered around. After knowing what was going on, he also pointed to the more than 200 Han captives and laughed wantonly. If they, the herdsmen, had been humiliated like this, they would have rushed out to fight the enemy, and even if they were all killed, they would have to regain their dignity.

Only these Han slaves will be submissive, even if they are trampled into the dirt, they will not dare to resist once.