The prairie is at the turn of spring and summer, and at this time, it starts to heat up at noon, but it is still a little shady in the morning and evening.

Dolma and his people withdrew their garrison to the north, but they could still see the enemy across the river, and every morning when they fetched water, they could see each other across the river.

The warriors on the other side showed no ill will towards them, and even in the morning when the women were fetching water, they would deliberately stay away from the river, and only when they were done with the water would the warriors come to fetch water.

After getting along like this for two days, the two sides actually had some tacit understanding and separated each other from the time of water use.

On the third day, the leader on the opposite side finally waded through the water and walked this way.

"What should I do?"

Zhuoma's mother asked nervously holding the bow and arrow.

These women and children, limited by physical strength, are not good in close combat, but long-range bows and arrows are not bad.

At this time, the enemy is wading through the water, which is very beneficial to them.

"Don't be in a hurry, everyone, press down your bow and arrows, and don't point them at people. ”

Dolma was at the front of the line, and she was also nervous, but at this time, she had to come forward.

Although there was only one enemy wading through the water, the other enemies were all standing behind and watching, with bows and arrows in their hands.

Once that woman and child are not well controlled, it causes a war, and the result is not what Dolma wants to see.

Under Zhuoma's continuous call, the clansmen slowly pointed their bows and arrows at the ground, and they all made a state of vigilance.

"What are you doing here?"

Dolma asked in the more standard royal language he had learned from the academy.

According to her teacher, this is also the language of the Union.

"My soldier is dying, and he wants a bite of meat. ”

The tall enemy stood in the middle of the river, which flooded his chest, and he held a bag of animal skins in both hands.

"I'm yellow millet, I'll exchange yellow millet for your cattle and sheep, just give us a little meat. ”

Dolma was a little hesitant, they had meat here, but she didn't know if the enemy could be trusted.

"Why are you here? Is the Coalition only here for you guys?"

Dolma asked.

"We're lost. ”

The tall warrior did not continue to step forward, he stood in the middle of the river, and said with some regret: "Our warriors of the Tree Tribe here have also been separated from us, otherwise my warriors will not die." ”

Dolma had heard from the teacher that the Alliance had a tree tribe that could heal injuries and illnesses.

"We don't have witch doctors here, we're women and children who can't heal. ”

Dolma said.

"I didn't ask you for help, I just wanted a little meat, and my warrior said he wanted some meat before he died. ”

The warrior said.

Zhuoma hesitated for a moment, then turned around and said, "Mother, bring a leg of mutton." ”

Her grandmother looked at her in surprise, but still let Ye'er take a raw leg of lamb.

"Don't come here, I'll throw you the leg of mutton, and you throw the yellow millet to me. ”

Dolma said.

"Good. ”

The warrior did not dwell on it, and before Dolma could throw the leg of mutton over, he took the lead in throwing the bag of yellow millet onto the shore.

Zhuoma picked up the animal skin bag, and when he opened it, it was indeed yellow millet, and on the top of the yellow millet, there was a small bag.

Ye'er walked over, took out the small bag, opened it, and then ignored her mother's obstruction, dipped her fingers in some white powder and put it in her mouth and tasted it.

"It's salt. ”

Ye'er said in surprise.

Dolma was also a little surprised, salt is very precious in the savannah.

"Yes, I know you need salt and I need meat. ”

The warrior shouted.

Dolma nodded, took the leg of lamb from his brother's hand, and threw it into the middle of the river.

She was a little nervous, so she shook a little crookedly, but the warrior on the opposite side just scurried and shifted his direction to catch the leg of mutton.

"Thank you. ”

The warrior thanked him, said no more, and turned and walked back.

The women and children looked at each other, not knowing what to say for a while.

"Wait. ”

Zhuoma suddenly stopped the warriors in the river, and asked in the confusion of the women and children: "I am a member of the steppe wolf tribe, do you know what happened to the warriors of our tribe?"

The warrior looked back at her, his face visibly surprised, and he thought for a moment and asked, "What's your name?"

Zhuoma was stunned, glanced at her mother, and said, "My name is Zhuoma." ”

The man on the other side nodded, and said to Zhuoma with a smile: "My name is Golden Wolf, and I am a warrior of the Alliance Wolf Tribe. ”

The women and children were stunned for a moment, and then the serious expressions on their faces relaxed a little.

Although it is not a wolf tribe, they are all tribes that believe in wolves, and even if they are enemies of each other, they will still feel close.

"The Steppe Wolf Tribe is still trying to attack our team under the guidance of your little duke, but the effect is not very good, but the casualties are not large. ”

The golden wolf waved the leg of mutton in his hand and said: "Our wolf totem specially instructed us to treat the steppe wolf tribe well before we set off, so we have a hand in the battle with you." ”

He was telling the truth, but there were still some children of the steppe wolf tribe who showed dissatisfaction on their faces.

"You brag, my dad is the bravest, so I don't need you to keep your hands. ”

Ye'er said boldly with a wave of his fist.

The golden wolf smiled at him, said nothing, turned and continued to walk back to shore.

"How's it going, boss?"

When he got ashore, his teammates next to him leaned over and asked in a whisper.

"It's just a few women and children, and the bows and arrows in their hands are not armor-piercing equipment, it's not a conspiracy, so let's rest in peace. ”

The golden wolf handed the leg of mutton in his hand to the warrior beside him and said softly.

Naturally, they are not lost, nor are there warriors who want to die to be greedy for a bite of meat, the golden wolf is here with his own team, just to wait for the friendly army to catch up.

Because the wolf tribe warriors had too much advantage in the grassland, they were divided into countless squads and began to fight between the enemy ranks.

Their original mission was to find large groups of enemies and kill small groups of enemies, which was not difficult for them.

This team originally consisted of thirty warriors, and had previously been used separately by the Golden Wolf, but after receiving a new mission, he began to re-summon the team members, and now he is waiting.

His new mission was to drive the women and children who had fled from the city back to the city, and use the city to blackmail the guerrilla fighters to fight with them.

If the two armies face each other to the death, whether it is a wave battle in the wilderness or an attack or defense on the city wall, General Wolf is not afraid.

Of course, the enemy is not afraid of this kind of guerrilla attack now, but it is too troublesome, it is difficult to find the enemy's traces, not to mention, and it takes time.

If it continues, I don't know how long it will take.

"Boss, shall we fight then?"

The warrior who took the leg of mutton asked the golden wolf.

"Don't worry, wait until the team gathers together. ”

His squad consisted of thirty people, but due to the change of mission, he was temporarily appointed as a squadron leader, who could control ninety people.

These ninety people have gathered here, and he doesn't know how long it will take, so he is not in a hurry to drive away these women and children in front of him.

Not only that, that Dolma made him feel very good, he was not very old, with a bunch of women and children, but he did things in a straightforward way, and he didn't want to hurt her.

Just by gathering the team during this time, contact with it, if you can speak and move, it is the best, and force is the best strategy in his opinion.

His family background is okay, his ancestors once served as the leader of the wolf tribe, and now the wolf general is also his distant relative.

Because of this relationship, he studied at the Alliance Academy since he was a child, and he still has some understanding of the alliance's top management.

The battle between human tribes is not a battlefield of life and death.

The alliance is so far, nominally to help the king of people, taking into account the needs of military training, this is the important thing, killing women and children, military law does not allow, let alone the purpose of this battle.

In the evening, the leg of lamb was roasted, and a dozen people shared the food, but the golden wolf took only a small piece, and the more were distributed among the soldiers.

This act was naturally not comprehended by himself, but taught by General Wolf.

Because he was the first to transform into a werewolf, he had the opportunity to study beside Renzu Shi for a period of time, and this expedition to the west was carefully taught by General Wolf.

It can be said that the tribe has cultivated him as the next generation of wolf generals, and he understands this, and he is also quite competitive, and has been working hard.

It is not difficult for him to restrain the desire to speak.

He had dinner in the evening, and the next morning, he came to the river early, and sat there under the watchful eyes of the women and children.

It wasn't until Dolma came to fetch water that he spoke: "Dolma, why did you run out?"

He asked knowingly, but Dolma didn't understand, hesitated, and didn't say anything.

The golden wolf didn't care, the two sides were enemies after all, although there could be a hint of harmony here, but that was because they were soldiers, and the opposite side was women and children.

"If you don't say it, I also know that the current grassland is very messy?"

The golden wolf asked again.

Dolma hesitated again, and this time she nodded, not hiding.

The grassland is really chaotic, and her own people kill her own people, which makes her heart sad.

"Why are you here?"

Dolma couldn't help but ask, "Why are you hitting us?"

The golden wolf took out some beef jerky from his arms, threw it in his mouth, and said, "Have you entered school?"

Dolma nodded.

"You should also understand the system of the human tribe, as a member of the marquis tribe, you obey the orders of the duke tribe, right?"

The golden wolf asked.

Zhuoma nodded, she naturally knew this, even if she didn't go to school, she knew it.

"Your tribe, are you obedient?"

The golden wolf looked at Zhuoma, who was a little puzzled, and said, "You steppe wolf tribe, do you listen to the words of the barbarian cow tribe?"

"Listen, our people are fighting with the little duke. ”

Ye'er didn't know when he ran out and said, there was hatred in his eyes, and the golden wolf didn't care.

"Your little duke, fighting his king, is not as obedient as you steppe wolves. ”

After the golden wolf finished speaking, he clapped his hands and turned to leave, and before leaving, he threw down another sentence: "This war is just an unjust battle, and after the battle, you will all have a good life." ”

"We're going to win. ”

Ye'er said with a leap of foot, he still wanted to throw a stone at the golden wolf, but Dolma pulled him back.

"Sister, he's not right, is he?"

Ye'er asked her sister.

Around, many women and children who were fetching water also looked at her, wanting to hear what Dolma had to say.

"There are tribes of counts, viscounts, and barons under our tribe, if they are disobedient, what do you think the marquis will do?"

Dolma did not give an answer, but asked a question, and then, wrapped the river in a leather bag, walked to the station.

The women and children were silent, even the young wild children, and their faces were thoughtful.