When the sky darkened, the caravan's camp was finally stationed, this river bay is surrounded by water on three sides, easy to defend and difficult to attack, the only north side that can enter and exit is blocked by hundreds of trucks, the car and the car are connected by ropes end to end, impermeable, all the people are divided into three teams, holding torches, taking turns to patrol the night, several men with good riding and shooting stand on the high place to patrol back and forth, once the danger is found, immediately warn!

Seeing such a careful arrangement, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, after dinner began to rest one after another, the autumn night on the grassland was already a cool breeze, people got into the thick sheepskin cover, one by one into the dreamland, a blazing bonfire in the middle of the camp, not only to bring physical warmth to everyone, but also to dispel the darkness, so that people have a sense of security in their hearts.

The night is the world of the steppe wolves, groups of wild wolves appear in the night, looking for food everywhere, bursts of wolf howls one after another, looking at the field, the distance is full of dense green dots, flashing with hungry light, once the prey appears, it will soon be torn to pieces by the hungry wolves.

After Xiao Yi ate a full meal of mutton soup, he got under his sheepskin mattress very early, and the camp was almost completely stationed according to his design, such a strong defense line, even thousands of eight hundred horse thieves could not attack it, so he slept very peacefully, but to be honest, Xiao Yi's sleeping position was really ugly, he liked to hold his head with his hands in his hands, curled up, his legs bent, and with that slightly black little face and two big dimples, he looked like an angry little baby, Or that he has always been insecure in his heart, which is why he has such a strange sleeping position!

Jia Gongzi is also lying in his float, but his eyes are wide open, no matter what, he can't sleep anyway, he has been smart since he was a child, no matter what he does, who he sees, he can firmly grasp the initiative, but today is an exception, he feels that everything about himself has been seen through by others, fallen into other people's calculations, and he was caught silently, "Can An tell me that I am male and female?" …… How much did that 'useless Xiao Yi' see? What do you want to hint at yourself? …… Dare to look at yourself in a daze, you are simply a 'hateful Xiao Yi',...... And who is the master behind the scenes? Everywhere is a cut above himself, will there really be horse bandits tonight? ”

When people think too much, they can't sleep, and then they want to do something to distract themselves, some people like to play cards, some people like to eat, and Jia Gongzi likes to drink osmanthus honey water...... When Jia Gongzi felt that his lower abdomen was distended, he suddenly remembered that everyone was in a joint operation tonight, and there were countless pairs of eyes patrolling around in order to strengthen vigilance......

looked at the 'bamboo' that slept like a piglet next to him, hesitated for a long time, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, Jia Gongzi had to put on his clothes and quietly walked out......

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On a high slope dozens of miles away, like the wolf king summoning a group of wolves, the horn sound is endless, as the horn continues to transmit to the distance, a team of fierce grassland riders rushed out of the night, all gathered under the high slope, they are either a group of thirty or fifty people, or a group of one hundred and ten people, in a blink of an eye, more than a dozen horse teams have gathered, the riders of different horse teams are holding swords, and the barriers are vigilant against each other, in this gray grassland area, there is no friendship between people at all, friends who are side by side today, Tomorrow may become an enemy, and today's enemy, tomorrow may gather together to drink and talk, in this world that speaks with knives, people only recognize strength, who is the strongest, who has the fastest knife, whose heart hates the most, who is their wolf king.

Tonight, more than a dozen different teams of horse thieves gathered together, and it was a great spectacle in this area, and when they met in the past, they often didn't say a word, drawing their swords, but now they were all honestly waiting there, like a group of wild wolves waiting to set off to forage, and it took at least two reasons for them to do so, first, they found common prey, and this prey was big enough, fat enough, enough to feed everyone's stomachs, and only when the food was sufficient, the wild wolves on the steppe would not kill each other, The same goes for horse bandits.

Second, there must be a figure with high enough prestige and strength to convince all the horse bandits to come forward to preside over the overall situation, so as to bring these unruly guys together, and this person must be the wolf king of this grassland.

The wolves roared in the moon, on the high slope, a sturdy and burly Hun man stood proudly on the horse, looking at the bright moon, was quietly thinking about something, his name is Zhao Lang, he is the leader of the largest horse thieves in a radius of hundreds of miles, and he is also the leader of the alliance promoted by all horse thieves.

Twenty-five years old this year, he is in the peak of a steppe rider, full of messy hair cut short with a knife and tied directly behind the head, looking simple and barbaric, angular face is covered with scars, that is the traces left by the knife frost on the prairie, the wolf skin draped obliquely on the shoulder is a symbol of the grassland warriors, the gold ring hanging on the left ear marks that he is still a nobleman, the Huns are still left, the left is precious, and non-big nobles can not be decorated with gold, although there are many riders around the roaring back and forth, But people can still see at a glance that he is the core here, and the temperament of the superior cannot be covered by the tattered clothes on his body.

"Back to the 'second king', more than a dozen families within a radius of four hundred miles have already arrived, and all the leaders are waiting for your orders!" A Hun rider Pegasus caught up with the high slope and reported to Zhao Lang about the gathering of horse thieves, Zhao Lang did not like others to call him the big leader, but let his subordinates call him hereditary position - Zi Ji Wang!

Since the second king, originally the top nobles in the Huns, is the only one in the existence of the Huns, so it is arrogantly called the 'second king', but time flies, the years are ruthless, the former powerful Xiongnu Dynasty has been divided into two, countless once dominated by powerful tribes have also been wiped out in the long river of history, this generation of 'self-king', has been reduced to a horse thief leader.

A few days ago, Zhao Lang's subordinates suddenly found a large caravan, the vehicles that transported the goods alone were more than two hundred, and the goods on it were naturally more valuable, for the poor grassland people, it was definitely an astronomical amount of wealth, so big that countless warriors threw their heads and spilled their blood, anyway, in this place, the most worthless thing is human life, on weekdays, for an iron pot, a belt of salt, they can draw their swords against each other, not to mention that they are now facing hundreds of carts of property!

The smart wolves do not immediately pounce when hunting, but send a small force to follow and track the prey, until the situation of the prey is clear, and then it will launch a killing blow at a suitable time, if you want to survive on the grassland, you must be like a wolf pack, ferocious, cunning, intelligent, and most importantly, you must have enough patience!

However, Zhao Lang's tentative shot did not go well, and several teams of outposts that went to reconnoiter disappeared inexplicably, in the prairie, disappearance is synonymous with death, and sure enough, after some searching, they found their corpses that had been eaten by wild wolves in the wilderness; This made Zhao Lang surprised, and couldn't help but be impressed by the strength of this caravan, but the warriors he sent out were all warriors on the grassland, all of them were skilled in archers and horses, and they were ruthless, but none of them came back......

The lone wolf will not attack the prey that he can't swallow, it will gather its partners and use the collective strength of the wolves to tear up the opponent, Zhao Lang, who can't swallow this caravan with his conceit, immediately used the identity of the leader of the alliance to issue a hunting order to all the horse thieves on the nearby grassland, and this is the scene where the army gathers tonight.

"Where has Lord Yanran gone? Why didn't you take a good look at her? Zhao Lang looked back left and right, and immediately found that his sister Yanran was gone, his tribe was bloodied when he was a child, only his sister rushed out with him, for many years, the brother and sister have relied on each other, and the relationship is very good, it can be said that his sister is Zhao Lang's only weakness, in addition, he is not afraid of any harm!

"The county lord ......, she said that she would hunt a big game for you, and she took people to set off first! Don't let the minions tell you yet, or you'll want the minions to look good! A henchman cowardly came out to reply, his face was full of frightened cold sweat!

"Bastard!" Zhang Lang whipped his subordinates on the face, and suddenly there was a blood-red trace, and the beaten subordinates did not dare to dodge at all, but they breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, because their own leader used a whip instead of a scimitar at his waist, compared to death, this whip was a very light punishment.

"Warriors of the grassland, a huge fat sheep has appeared in front of you, let us pounce on it like a pack of wolves, enjoy the fattest flesh and blood, and offer the most sacred sacrifice to the great Kunlun God with endless blood and soul!" With the scimitar in hand and pointing at the moon obliquely, Zhang Lang issued an order to plunder to the horse thieves gathered at the bottom of the slope.

"Roar! Roar! ......" A group of wolves bitten in response, and the bloody feast began!