The soldiers of the Xuanjia Army moved quickly.

A large number of corpses were piled up directly in the center of the camp.

Another group of soldiers poured fire oil around.

Just then, a soldier approached.

"General, my subordinates have something to report."

"What's the matter?"

"The number of people in this indigenous camp is not matched."

"What?"

Hearing this, Rayong frowned.

"Tell me more about it."

"Yes."

The soldier spoke again.

"When the corpses were transported just now, my subordinates counted the number by the way, there are a total of three hundred and thirty-one corpses in this camp, but there are five hundred and nine houses in the building!"

There are more than 300 natives, but there is no need for more than 500 houses.

At the same time, it is impossible for a house to live in only one person.

Rayong, who reacted instantly, beckoned and called the three centurions who were in charge of searching around the camp before.

"Are there any other places around the camp where there are many footprints found besides that one place with a lot of footprints?"

Hearing this, the three centurions shook their heads at the same time.

"General Hui, only that one footprint is extremely dense, and although there are footprints in other directions, they are all very scattered, not like a large number of people have walked through."

Well, the conclusion is out.

Rayong let out a long breath.

"In other words, a group of guys attacked the camp before we arrived, killed more than three hundred people, and then captured the rest?"

I didn't have time to think about it, and a flying pigeon sent a message quickly towards the imperial city.

By the time Luo Ji received the letter, it was already a few days later.

"Damn! Adopting an indigenous tribe, how can I still encounter this kind of? ”

Luo Ji was a little depressed.

Looking at this method, it doesn't look like an elf.

Most elves prefer to stay in the forest and stay out of business.

Slaughtering indigenous tribes and kidnapping slaves is not the way the elves do it.

Terrans and Orcs, these two races are more likely.

"Go and call Guo Jia."

According to the current strength of the civilization of the Ten Thousand Worlds, if they really fight, it is obvious that ordinary natives cannot pose a threat to them.

However, once this trouble is too much, it is still very annoying.

"Weichen Guo Jia, see Your Majesty!"

Looking at Guo Jia below, Luo Ji directly motioned to the guards to hand over the report sent by Luo Yong.

After reading the content quickly, Guo Jia suddenly knew in his heart.

"Guo Jia, this matter will be handled by you."

"Wechen obeys!"

After one thing was ordered, Luo Ji's eyes fell back on the report at hand.

And at the same time, above the steppe.

A scout with his ear on the ground quickly crawled to his feet.

"The sound of horses' hooves, there are a large number of cavalry approaching this side, hide quickly!"

I heard a reminder from my companion.

The other two scouts behind him moved at the same time.

The group of scouts who carried out the mission in the depths of the steppe could all be called well-trained.

In the blink of an eye, the three scouts were gone.

Some time passed, and a cavalry galloped by.

This famous cavalryman was actually armed with a spear, carrying a longbow, and wearing a complete leather armor.

At a glance, in terms of equipment and armor, it was not much worse than the cavalry team of their Ten Thousand Realms Civilization!

"What's wrong, Churk? Eat too much at noon and eat bad stomach? ”

The steppe man who rode to the front was now teasing his friend with a deep brow beside him without any scruples.

For such ridicule.

A frowning Charke shook his head.

"Kapal, I don't know why, I always feel like someone is watching me."

"Staring at you?"

Hearing this, the steppe man who was called Kapar subconsciously glanced around.

However, in this grassland, there is no shelter around it at all.

And last month, this area has become a battlefield for them to fight the Hanar tribe.

Who is not afraid of death and dares to run this way?

"Churk, you're thinking too much, aren't you? There's not even a ghost here. ”

In this regard, Churk himself also confirmed a few more times around.

In fact, the gaze swept back and forth several times, but there was indeed no figure in sight.

So Chalk had to accept this fact.

Then he muttered something uncertain.

"Probably."

Who knows, it's just between the two talking.

The war horse under the crotch suddenly stepped on the ground with some anxiety.

Sensing this change, Kapal hurriedly turned over and dismounted, and fell on the ground to listen to the movement.

"To the northeast, there are cavalry approaching, and there are a lot of them!"

As they spoke, the movement in the distance had become louder and louder, and faintly, they could already hear the sound of horses' hooves.

"It's already here!"

A galloping cavalry team had already broken into their sight from afar.

Chalk, who was on horseback, narrowed his eyes.

After seeing the other party's flag and equipment clearly, Chalk's face changed suddenly.

"It's the cavalry of the Hanar tribe, there are a lot of them, and the leader is Battell! Let's go! ”

Without having time to think about it, the cavalry quickly turned around and fled into the distance.

And at this moment, Battle, who was leading the steppe cavalry under his command all the way to gallop all the way, naturally did not intend to let them go so easily.

"Chase!"

Coldly spit out a word.

The speed of the cavalry team under his command was suddenly a little faster.

The grassland people, who have been weathered on the grassland, have a naturally old face.

Compared with that year, Battelle at this time is undoubtedly more vicissitudes.

The death of his father, the bloodbath of the tribe.

Then it was baptized by wind and snow.

Let him grow too much at once.

Raise the banner of the Hanar tribe again.

At this time, he looked like a middle-aged man in his thirties.

But in reality, his real age should be several years younger.

At this moment, Battle, who has already found out the truth of the incident back then, has only one thing to do, that is, to destroy the Zarhan tribe and kill Siqin! Avenge your father and your people!

A frantic chase battle began at this moment.

The tranquility of this grassland was completely broken.

Between chasing and fleeing, the two cavalry teams quickly moved away.

After a long time, on this grassland, several pieces of turf suddenly moved twice.

Then, the three scouts who had been hiding slowly appeared.

There was obvious horror in both eyes.

No one thought that in just a few years, the cavalry of the steppe people would develop to such a point.

"What to do? Do you want to report it? ”

Hearing this, one of the three, the scout, who was supposed to be the captain, shook his head.

"It's too time-consuming to come and go back and forth, wait, let's find out the location of these steppe tribes first, otherwise, what's the use of just reporting that the steppe cavalry has been discovered?" I want to talk about "The Lord of Ten Thousand Worlds of Civilization" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~