Five days later, in the evening, more than 200 miles west of Yulong Mountain, deep in the Gulang grassland......

Yan Liqiang lay on his stomach in a piece of grass more than half a person high, squinting his eyes, and looked at a camp in the Shatu Seventh Division more than ten miles away.

Just under the light of the setting sun, the tents of the camp were crossed with a layer of brilliant golden light, from a distance, like golden steamed buns thrown on the grassland, many tents still have a faint smoke in the chimneys, that is the smoke of the Shatu people using cow dung to cook in the tent, the smoke of cow dung is very light, not as thick as the smoke of wolf dung, the distance is a little farther, if you don't pay attention, you can't see it at all.

It was a tent with five or six hundred tents, numbering about two or three thousand, and judging from the flags hanging in the camp, this camp must have been a sub-tribe of the Uli tribe.

Under Yan Liqiang's gaze, the atmosphere of the camp seemed a little strange, inside the camp, you could see women and children walking around, but outside the camp, there were no less than three groups of Shatu cavalry patrolling back and forth around the camp, looking very nervous, some grass and trees all felt like soldiers, if you looked closely, even if you could see women and children in the camp, but when those women walked back and forth in the tent with things to cook dinner, their footsteps seemed a little hurried, and there was no such leisurely feeling, and those Shatu children, at this time, rarely saw that there was still fightingA few of the children were just running away from the camp, and soon there would be adults yelling at them in the camp to get them back to the camp......

Yan Liqiang's killing order completely changed the rules of survival on the Gulang grassland, in just over a month, the heads of the Shatu people were cut off every day, such a small tribe is estimated to have felt the biting chill and the huge pressure brought by survival, and everything has become cautious and cautious.

Since Yan Liqiang and they found this small tribe two days ago, this small tribe has been migrating every day, walking towards a place further west, just because there are many people in the tribe and many things, their migration speed is relatively slow, a few ox carts are stuck in the mud, or they encounter wolves swaying on grass carp in the wild, it is possible to make the entire tribe stop for a few hours, so they can walk at most fifty or sixty miles a day, but this small tribe does not know that they have been targeted by Yan Liqiang.

Yan Liqiang and their time out of the customs was already five days ago, five days ago when they went out, there were two roads in front of Yan Liqiang and them, these two roads are also the roads that the vast majority of rangers who enter the Gulang Grassland will choose, one of them is to enter the Baishi Pass and go deep into the Gulang Grassland along the edge of Qiyun Mountain, and there is another option, which is to go deep along the edge of Yulong Mountain, these two roads, one east and one west, go in completely different directions, go to the Qiyun Mountain side, the biggest possibility to encounter is the Black Karma people, and those who go to the side of Yulong Mountain, the biggest possibility to encounter is the people of the Seven Divisions of Shatu。

Qiyun Mountain and Yulong Mountain are like the arms of two giants, holding the Gulang Grassland in their arms, and going deep from the edge of the two mountains, you can avoid hitting the Black Corn people or the siege of the seven large forces of the Shatu people, which is also the experience of countless rangers who have entered the Gulang grassland.

Yan Liqiang and the others chose to take the road of Yulong Mountain.

Before entering the Gulang Grassland, they thought that they would soon encounter the people of the Seven Divisions of the Shatu after entering, but after entering, they found that the people of the Seven Divisions of the Shatu had already been killed, with the deepening of the forces and rangers of the Han Empire, especially the continuous attacks and harassment of the tribes and mountain people in the Yulong Mountain, many of the tribes of the Shatu people who were resident in the grassland near the Yulong Mountain, many small tribes have been wiped out, and the big tribes also have different losses。

On the side of Yulong Mountain near the Gulang grassland, in just over a month, the Qiyun Governor's Mansion did not send a single soldier, and formed a corridor of hundreds of kilometers long, full of rangers and countless headhunters.

The same corridor also appeared on the side of Qiyun Mountain near the Gulang Grassland, and these two corridors were expanding almost every day with the increasing power of the Han Empire that poured into the Gulang Grassland.

Yan Liqiang and his party walked in the Han corridor on this side of Yulong Mountain for three days, and the rangers and those militia forces encountered a lot, but they didn't even catch a single hair of the Shatu people.

Although the clan in front of him was small, it was still a behemoth to Yan Liqiang's team of six rangers.

I don't know if this small tribe suffered a loss before, losing manpower, since they were targeted by Yan Liqiang, Yan Liqiang and they found that the people in this tribe acted extremely cautiously, even if it was a patrol team, at least more than fifty people, and at the same time, there were people in the team with ringing arrows, as soon as there was movement, as soon as the arrows were released, the whole tribe was alarmed.

Yan Liqiang and they couldn't swallow so many people in one bite, but they were unwilling to just watch such a piece of big fat from tens of thousands of acres of grassland flying away from their mouths, so they could only follow this small tribe carefully, and they had been following for two days in a row, looking for an opportunity to make a move.

This situation and this scene made Yan Liqiang at this time think of the wild wolves on the African grassland who were staring at the migrating bison and cattle hunting, and their six rangers were six wild wolves with green eyes.

If Yan Liqiang didn't suppress his strength, such a small tribe of two or three thousand people, he himself could rush in and kill even one person, but at present, Yan Liqiang could only continue to suppress his impulse to fight and fight, let himself continue to calm down, and at the same time keep reminding himself that he was now a martial artist, and he must use the ability of a martial artist to solve this problem.

There was a sound of screaming in the grass behind him, and Yan Liqiang didn't need to look back to know who was coming.

Sure enough, more than ten seconds later, Mao Taishun's head, which had a Dali-style upturned long beard, came out of the grass behind Yan Liqiang.

At this moment, Mao Taishun is wearing a hat woven with grass on his head, and his face is coated with a layer of anti-mosquito ointment, which makes it colorful and green, and his appearance is somewhat funny.

Although this place is still far from the camp of the Shatu people, Mao Taishun's voice is still cautious, "Brother Wang, Jia Lang just heard a news, Brother Zuo asked us to go over to discuss, there is something important to ......"

"Good ......" Yan Liqiang nodded, and did not get up, but turned around in the grass, crawled, and followed Mao Taishun all the way to the back of the dirt bag, and came to the meeting place.

When Yan Liqiang came, several other people also crawled over from different directions, half-squatting on the ground, and met here.

"Jia Lang, what news did you just hear, you can talk to everyone......" Zuo Yuquan said in a low voice.

"I just heard the patrolling Shatu people say that this small tribe may merge with another small tribe tomorrow, and after this convergence, their number may exceed 5,000 people......" Jia Lang licked his lips and said in a low voice.

Yan Liqiang didn't doubt Jia Lang's words, because Jia Lang could understand the Shatu language, and just now, right under his nose, this Jia Lang just passed through a small river not far away, and detoured from the river back to the grass on the road where a team of patrol personnel passed more than 2,000 meters away from the periphery of the camp......

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