Two days later, a convoy of horses carrying goods made its way across the steppe. Next to the convoy were two columns of lion-mane riders.

The entire convoy was about 100 people, more than 60 combatants, and the rest were coachmen, hunters, witch doctors, gangsters and other logistics personnel.

These lion-mane orcs ride large horses, about 2.4 meters tall from the top of their heads to the soles of their feet, and are mostly brown and gray in color, with occasional white patterns. Although his coat is messy and he doesn't run very fast, he has a tall skeleton and a strong physique, and he has a lot of stamina and strength, which is why he can support the weight of the lion-mane orc.

Lorraine leaned her head against the window of the carriage, surveying the scenery outside and the lion-mane riders.

"What breed of those horses were, I hadn't seen before." She asked Nya on the other side with a little curiosity.

Niya put down the booklet in her hand and looked up before she said, "Those are Mirhua heavy horses, they have great physique and strength, but they also eat a lot, and one horse will eat the rations of 3-5 people, and only a few powerful tribes will raise them." ”

"This kind of horse ploughing should be pretty good." Lorain Hill is worthy of being a little expert in farming, and the first thing that comes to mind after seeing it is to use it for agriculture.

"It's ....... However, there are few people farming in the grasslands, because of the lack of food, some people have tried it before, but the effect is not very good, and only a small part of the land near the river has cultivated fields. Nia shook her head, and the horns in her chestnut hair swayed with her.

"What is the reason for this?" Loren tilted her head, wanting to know why.

"Because ploughing the land will make the land barren, and the grassland is windy and cold, many crops are not growing well." Nia said with some regret.

"That's ......," Lorain Hill thought for a moment, then put his hand in the plush glove and thought slowly.

Gufia is located in the north, and autumn is particularly short, and the weather has become a bit cold lately.

On the way back, it was relatively peaceful, nothing major happened, the lion's mane clan is a big clan on the grassland, and its strength is strong, although the cave lion tribe is only one of the branches, but its strength is still strong, and the other small tribes are more afraid, and the big tribes will not come to provoke.

Some horseback caravans can still be seen heading north for the fire festival, and many of the tribes are far away from the place where the fire festival is held, and they all leave some time in advance. And the fire festival is just around the corner.

The carriage did not move fast because of the pickled meat, as well as some other goods, and it took five or six days to reach Niya's tribe.

However, after entering the Sheephorn tribe's residence, Lorain Hill visibly felt that the atmosphere was a little low, and after letting the orcs of the Lionmane Clan put down the goods, she rushed to the tent where Nia was.

“...... That's the way it is, Nia. A slightly familiar voice came.

"Has Grandpa Ketan been injured?" Nia's voice was a little excited.

"Yes, but fortunately, there is no danger to life." The voice said comfortingly.

"How can they ......" The girl's voice was a little indignant and a little bitter.

Isn't this kind of thing very common, this is considered good, the other party just robbed part of the sheep and did not kill anyone. Nia said to herself, but she was still a little unhappy and uncomfortable.

"Don't be excited, alas...... I didn't want to tell you that you still have a great future, and this matter is not big, and when you graduate from Emenas and become stronger, naturally no one will dare to bully us. Don't fight for the moment. ”

"It's not cowardice, it's another kind of bravery and wisdom." The slightly deep voice persuaded Nia.

Hearing this conversation, Luo Lan's hand that was about to open the door curtain and go in slowly lowered it, and when the voice gradually settled down, he said hello and opened the door curtain to go in.

In addition to Niya, there was an older man with brown and black hair and a face that resembled Niya.

"Hello, I'm Nia's classmate Loraine." Lorain Hill first saluted slightly and said hello.

"Hello, I'm Nia's own uncle, her father's brother Kule." The uncle took off his hat in return, then put it back on and continued.

"I heard Niya say that Miss Lorrain has helped her a lot at school, and I am very grateful to her, we have not received distinguished guests for a long time, if there is any inconsiderate hospitality, please try to raise and understand."

"Then I'll not bother for now." Then he slowly withdrew.

This Uncle Kuler is very good at talking, and most of the other people in the Sheephorn tribe simply say a few words of thanks, okay, you can do whatever you want, and so on, sometimes seeing that they want to show warmth and hospitality, but they don't know what to say, Luo Lan is a little anxious about it, and naturally he will not blame them.

"Loran is here too, I'm sorry, you should have heard what you said just now." Nia watched as Lorain approached, then took her hand.

"Where is that Grandpa Ketan, take me to see it first."

"Hmm." Nia nodded, and led Loren to a tent, although she couldn't heal herself, but Loran should have a way.

The gray tent was old, and the edges were a little dilapidated, and when the curtain was lifted, two people were already standing, an old sheephorn, standing by the bed, holding mashed herbs in his hand and applying them to the wound, and next to him was his assistant, helping to hold down the injured old man.

The old man on the bed had a gray beard and a somewhat thin body, and the outline of his bones could be clearly seen from his skin. He snorted occasionally, his arm was bandaged, and he had a long wound on his chest.

Hearing someone coming in, he opened his eyes and took a look. Seeing that it was Nia coming in, he wanted to say something, but the pain in his chest made him slump his mouth and not speak.

"Grandpa Ketan, don't move yet." When Nia walked in, she first calmed the old man down before slowly checking his injuries.

The injuries suffered by this old man of the Sheephorn tribe were basically skin injuries, and fortunately he did not hurt the internal organs, but it is also said that if the injuries were internal organs, he would probably have stopped a long time ago.

After the witch doctor had applied the medicine and left the tent, Lorain Hill stepped forward to investigate.

The situation is okay, the old man's body is still healthy, Luo Lan thought for a moment, and then opened his hands, pure white magic gradually emerged in the air, and then gathered between the two hands, with the flow of brilliance, flickering according to a certain rhythm, and finally condensed into a small water ball.

After that, the flickering ball of water atomized into small droplets of water and melted into the wound of the old man. Slowly, the old man's frowning brow gradually relaxed, and his breathing became smoother.

Niya was again condoled and inquired about the cause of the incident, and only then did she know what had happened.

It turned out that the wolf-eared clan near the Sheephorn clan had clashed again, and the two sides began to fight and attack each other

Although the sheep have shrunk most of their flocks, the lack of forage has forced them to feed some of their flocks on nearby pastures. In this way, it was affected by the conflicting wolf-eared clan.

The riders wielding long knives swept over, and in a short time they scattered the sheep, and when they found out that it was not the enemy, they did not stop immediately, but drove and robbed the sheep in a big way.

The sheep were relatively weak and did not resist, but fled quickly, but even so, several of them were wounded,

Fortunately, however, the enemy did not particularly care, and after driving and wounding some of the Sheephorns, they stopped chasing and went back to enjoy the spoils.

After learning what had happened, Niya hesitated.

Revenge on this? But neither he nor his clan is strong enough to turn to Loran for help? No, there are rules in the school that students cannot participate in conflicts between any organization and state. Doing so would have Loren be expelled from school, and it wasn't a matter of life or death.

But do nothing? I feel that I have a suppressed breath in my heart, and it is difficult to swallow, and blindly forbearance will only make people think that you are a bully.

Just as she hesitated, the curtain was lifted, and several elders of the clan walked in.

These three elders, one is a shaman in the clan, one is the patriarch, and one is an elderly warrior in Sequence 4.

"I heard that Nia is back, so let's come and see you, as well as the injured Ketan." The old patriarch said.

"I know Nia and Old Ketan are familiar with each other, but I hope you don't act impulsively."