Their procession was like a long line, and they walked very slowly, and when they reached a mountain, they saw a large number of refugees fleeing the famine. Many were expressionless, lifeless, staggering and pulling sobbing children. There are only a few men among them, and most of them are crippled, cowards and old people from their grandparents' generation. They drove the donkeys, the sheep, and the pigs ahead, and carts were loaded with bedding, pots and bowls, and chickens on wooden racks. The donkeys pulled the carts, the men drove the donkeys, and the women, the elderly, and the older children, carrying heavy luggage and belongings, took pity when they saw it.

"Are these refugees from the Yanqi tribe?" asked Vian with an uneasy expression.

"They'll find a place to live. Snow replied.

"Mo Da. An Murong commanded, looking at the refugees in the distance, "Arrange a group of people to bring them to Luobu City, divide the land for them, dig their nests, and let them become the herdsmen of my Luobu City. ”

"Yes, sir. Mo Da called a dozen people and walked towards the group of people, who saw the officers and soldiers coming, and some women put down their things and were about to run away with their children in their arms. A middle-aged man saw a dozen people coming down from the top of the hill, and a large group of people were still standing there, so he shouted, "Don't run." The women stopped, and he continued, "If they were the bad guys, we wouldn't be able to run away today." ”

Mo Dada quickened his pace and caught up with them, "Don't be afraid, I probably alarmed you, I know that you are refugees from the Yanqi tribe, the Yanqi tribe has been occupied by savages, and your Yanqi tribe is the father-in-law of Lord An Murong of Luobu City, and our Lord An Murong sent someone to escort you to Luobu City, where you will live in peace." Mo Da took a lot of effort to say a lot of words, showed them the banner of the desert snow wolf in Luobu City and Lord An Murong, and conveyed An Murong's instructions to them, and those people knelt on the ground and thanked them again and again, and then followed the officers and soldiers.

At this moment, Snow looked at the scene in front of him, his heart suddenly ached, he felt that An Murong in front of him was like a lord, his actions were admirable, and it was absolutely impossible for him to have such a love for the people if he was a king.

"Do you know Yangil?" Snow asked, incredulously.

"We've been together since we were kids. An Murong explained, "Oh, why am I telling you this?"

"I've known Yangil since I was a child. Snow eagerly explained, "Let's unite, okay?" he asked An Murong's opinion, "Let's drive the wild people out of the Xizhou grassland together and avenge the Yangil family." ”

"I don't dare bother you. An Murong didn't have a good tone, "Your father-in-law will not send troops, he will only let all ethnic groups send troops, and he will benefit from the fisherman." ”

At this time, Mo Dada returned to the group, and they set off on their journey, until the sun was about to set, and when they reached a high mountain peak, they finally saw a city in the distance, but the castle was surrounded by endless grasslands. The mountain is very close to the castle, and if you look closely, this small and inconspicuous castle is made of wood, and the wooden towers and towers look like toy building blocks scattered in the snow, far less than the dozen castles of Rob City, large and small, and even less comparable to the castles of the royal court. The vast wilderness and the Gobi surrounded the castle like a tiny ant. There were not even walls around the castle, and it was impossible to resist attacks from all directions, so it was no wonder that the savages captured the Yanqi tribe in one night, leaving no one in the Yanqi tribe family alive.

Snow looked at the castle with a solemn expression on horseback and thought, "Yangil, my good brother, and Ruolan, Wusi, you must hate me for not being able to save you, the wild man suddenly attacked, the royal court is far away, I only got the news of the destruction of the Yanqi tribe not long ago, and my nephew can't do anything to save you." He thought, tears in the corners of his eyes.

"Lord An, do you want to send two people in to find out the news?" asked Wei Sen.

"Wait, I'll go with you when it gets dark, and now we'll rest where we are. An Murong got off his horse and sat down against a stone.

"Let me go in the evening, Lord An, I have to save my friend. Snow asked.

An Murong nodded, "But don't play tricks on me, even if you have a snow wolf, I have more than two hundred people, and you ......." He pointed to Snow, "It's just one person." ”

Snow nodded in agreement, sat down on a rock, leaned his head against the stone wall, and watched as everyone sat down and rested. He let out a sigh of relief, watching the sun set in the west, and watched a bright full moon rise from the top of the mountain.

I don't know how long it toiled, Snow woke up from a nap on the stone slab, An Murong had already inserted the sword into his waist, and Wei Sen was waiting for him to insert the sword and tie the belt neatly.

"Let's go. An Murong gave Snow a stare. Snow got up, and the snow wolf followed him.

"Do you want to bring two more people, my lordship? Visson put his hands in his sleeves, and the cold prompted him to hunch his waist, yes, he was old, and even young people could not adapt to this cold weather.

"No, it's easy to be exposed when there are too many people. An Murong squinted, he walked in the front, and glanced back at the snow wolf, "With your wolf, it will ruin our business." ”

"Nope. "It saves people when it matters." He nodded confidently.

An Murong sneered, didn't say anything more, they continued to walk forward, bypassing a forest and climbing the big tree closest to the castle, so that no one would find it, only the snow wolf squatted down in front of the tree. Snow saw countless cellars and tents to the left of the castle, and a handful of hundreds of people standing at the gates, platforms, and towers. They did not stand there like the guards, and they did not have the armor and weapons of the regular army, only torches and sticks, and wooden swords. There was a push of people leaning against the wall, a group of people sitting on the ground, and a group of people gathered around to catch lice on both sides, each of them with an ugly face and hair that never seemed to be washed. It is said that some people in the savage tribe will never take a bath in their lives, and their clothes will not be wet for several years, so you can imagine how strong the stench on their bodies is, and you can smell the strange smell on their bodies about two miles away.