In the depths of the vast grassland, the sun slowly sinking in the west scattered the last rays of fiery red afterglow on a small grassland tribe.

This grassland tribe is not large, and there are only one or two hundred people in the whole tribe.

But their lives don't seem to be too difficult.

In the tribal camp, a few children who looked to be eleven or twelve years old were playing a game of wrestling.

From time to time, there was a burst of 'babbling' shouts.

All of them seem to be extra serious.

One of the children, with great effort, finally put the other child on the ground.

In exchange for a burst of cheers from the other children around him.

"Win! That day pine won! ”

"He's defeated Gegemu!"

The child, who was called 'Na Ri Song', after taking two breaths, raised his hands in the air with an excited face, enjoying the cheers of the other children like a victor.

However, his excitement soon dissipated completely with the appearance of a figure.

"Hey! Amu! Come and compete with me again, this time, I will definitely win you! ”

The child who was called 'Amu' by Na Himatsu was very thin and looked a little malnourished.

Twelve years old, but about the same height as some eight or nine-year-old children in the tribe.

But on his back was a bundle of firewood.

It shows that although Amu is thin and weak, his strength is not small at all.

Now he can do something for the adults in the tribe.

For example, dealing with prey, or chopping wood.

Hearing Narisong's voice, Amu turned his head lightly.

The expression on his face told everyone the origin of the name 'Amu'.

Amu is not an official name, and he doesn't have an official name.

Because Amu's parents were killed by horse thieves when he was still very young.

Amu, who hid aside and witnessed the whole process, has been Mumu's expression since then, so he has the title of Amu, which is suspected to be nicknamed.

But don't underestimate him.

Every child in the tribe knows that Amu is the strongest child in the tribe.

Narimatsu has challenged Amu a few times, but has never won.

And every time I lost very completely.

I heard the adults in the tribe say that in two years, when Amu grows up again, he will be able to take him out hunting directly.

This is a treatment that no other child has.

Feeling Amu's lifeless eyes fall on him, Nari Song felt an inexplicable panic in his heart.

was originally quite good, but suddenly weakened more than one head.

Later, when he reacted, Risong couldn't help but feel a little annoyed in his heart, and secretly scolded himself for being too uncompetitive.

How can you be instigated by Amu after a glance?

Just when he was about to take a deep breath and bite the bullet and put a few harsh words.

In the distance, the sound of horses' hooves made the children of the tribe feel strange.

As children growing up on the grassland, they are definitely no stranger to the sound of horses' hooves.

But the strange thing is that the adults of their tribe have returned from hunting long before sunset, and now where does the sound of horses' hooves come from?

Just when the kids are thinking so.

The adults who were staying in the tent rushed out of the tent with weapons in their hands.

Then, only the chief was heard shouting loudly......

"All the women and children go back to the camp and hide, and the men are ready for me to fight!"

Obviously, as the leader of this small tribe, his years of experience had made him realize that the comer was not good.

Almost at the same time that the leader shouted this sentence.

In the distance, a group of horses galloping towards them caught their eye.

There is no doubt that this team of people is Siqin and the others who fled all the way here!

For a month and a half, in the face of the pursuit of the Ten Thousand Worlds Civilization Cavalry, they had already escaped for a full month and a half!

In the camp where they were hiding, they had enough food to eat until next year.

However, after an emergency, it was impossible for Siqin to take all the food away.

So, in the long run, he began to control his daily food consumption from the first day he escaped from that camp.

But even so, it has been held up all the way to the present, and it is almost to the limit.

Even Siqin, who was the king, had already taken on obvious emaciation at this time, and the messy stubble was all over his face, looking very depressed.

He hadn't eaten for a week, and his hungry stomach made his whole brain dizzy.

If this continues, they will have to think about killing horses and eating meat.

It was at this time that the scouts in charge of pathfinding ahead discovered a small tribe.

Siqin, who heard the news, was in high spirits at that time.

Then he hurriedly asked......

"How many people are there in that tribe?"

The scout replied after a moment's thought......

"Report to the king, look at the number of tents, at most one or two hundred!"

Siqin, who got this answer, took a deep breath, and then glanced at the remnants of the steppe cavalry behind him.

After being chased and killed by the cavalry team of the Ten Thousand Worlds Civilization for so long, now the grassland cavalry under his command has only fifty or sixty poor horsemen left.

For a while, Siqin's heart was also very sad.

A few months ago, he was the king of the Zarkhan steppe country with a population of more than 100,000 and thousands of steppe cavalry.

But now, they are so down, and the remaining forty or fifty steppe cavalry under their hands are all yellow and thin and listless because they have not eaten enough for a long time.

It's like a bunch of horse thieves.

But no matter what, it's good to be alive.

There are only a few people left in his hands, and they are not in good shape, but at least the weapons and equipment are still there.

The other party is just a small tribe with a population of one or two hundred people.

Leaving aside the old and weak women and children in the tribe, how much combat power is there?

Destroy this small tribe, and then grab enough food, as long as he can continue to live, he can find a chance to make a comeback!

With this in mind, Siqin decisively gave the order to attack, and led the steppe cavalry under his command to quickly rush towards the small tribe.

Their proximity undoubtedly aroused the vigilance of the other side.

From a distance, they could clearly see that the old people, women and children of the tribe were hiding in the tents, while the men with weapons rushed outside.

After confirming their threat, the other party did not hesitate at all.

Arrows were fired straight at them.

In the past, even if it was only the Zarhan tribe.

In the face of such a pitiful bow and arrow attack, Siqin probably couldn't help but laugh.

However, at this moment, he couldn't laugh at all.

Because in the next second, a steppe cavalryman on their side who was in a bad state was knocked to the ground by an arrow from the other party......