In the telescope, the Wrangler's camp is a peaceful and peaceful scene.

The wild horses stayed quietly in the camp, lying or standing, lazily flicking their fluffy tails, and from time to time bowing their heads to nibble on a few mouthfuls of fresh grass blades, looking leisurely and comfortable, and they couldn't see the appearance of indulging in the grassland before.

Next to the horses, there are a lot of burly marsupial camels, these seem to have been domesticated livestock are not at all as irritable as the wild, even if there are all kinds of alien creatures around, they are still very docile to walk between the tents, from some camels under the belly of the peaching bag, occasionally a few little heads will poke out, hiding under the protection of their mothers, with clear and simple big eyes, curious to look at this strange world.

Sometimes, a tongue will sneak out from below, lick the calf's face hard, and in the little calf's confused and cute expression, it will make a proud bleating sound, which is a common long-haired dairy sheep on the grassland. It is a species of sheep that has been widely domesticated since thousands of years ago, and not only reproduces quickly, but also has the ability to produce both wool and milk, and has a high wool production. Some people have estimated that at least 70% of the woolen textiles in the Maple Leaf Continent after the disaster are made from domestic animals such as long-haired dairy sheep.

This kind of sheep is also nicknamed the love sheep, they especially like to be close to the cubs of the creature, even the most irritable ram in estrus, very friendly to the cubs of the creature, the ewes have developed this love to the extreme, they will take the initiative to take care of the young who are isolated from the group, even if it is a carnivore cub is no exception, and even there was a wild long-haired dairy sheep to feed the newborn golden thorny saber-toothed tiger to grow up, and the adult saber-toothed tiger in order to protect the flock, do not hesitate to turn around and fight with the same kind of story to come out.

In the flock, from time to time there are calves and foals taller than adult sheep squeezing around, and the lambs are also relieved to mingle with these strange-looking big guys, the young cubs are always the most energetic, they can even tirelessly run around a tent several times, when hungry casually run to a female creature under the body of a few mouthfuls, tired to a certain love sheep to lie down, several animals are full of harmony.

In addition to animals, of course, there are people.

A shaft was drilled in the center of the camp, the water resources in this area were obviously very rich, and the groundwater actually came directly to the mouth of the well, and several young girls of seventeen or eighteen years old were carrying huge wooden barrels around the well, while playing with each other, while pouring buckets of clear groundwater into the drinking trough next to each tent, in the crisp laughter, dozens of hundreds of kilograms of large wooden barrels, in the hands of several girls as light as if there was no weight, which showed that they were not ordinary young girls.

Not far from the girls, there was a large pile of dry firewood, a large copper pot half a height filled with water on the pyre, and seven or eight boys, who were also very young, were busy by the pot naked. Four ordinary sheep have been slaughtered, washed and skinned, and large pieces are cut and piled up in a straw pocket made of grass by the side of the pot, and the surface of the fresh lamb is a delicate bright red color, which looks particularly attractive.

Outside the huge tent, several middle-aged men and women sat together, dexterously weaving wool and grass as raw materials, chatting a few words from time to time, and their faces were filled with honest smiles.

In the tent, there were occasional young men who came and went, and they looked a little more serious than the others, but it was just a little, and on the whole, they maintained a comfortable attitude.

"It's a little weird about this group of people. Mi Xin put down the binoculars and whispered in confusion, "No, it's not a little, they're really weird." ”

No one expressed dissatisfaction with the crow's vaguely bloody and vicious words just now, mercenaries are not philanthropists, and caravans that dare to roam the wilderness are never kind-hearted people, and when they meet others in the wilderness, they often default to an aggressive attitude, and a life-and-death battle breaks out in order to compete for some necessities, not to mention a new thing. Therefore, the attitude of the crow is the attitude that a mercenary should have, and even the relatively gentle Mi Xin doesn't feel that there is anything wrong, she is just struggling with another matter.

"It's kind of weird. Raven nodded and said, "This is not a normal Wrangler's team. ”

This is indeed not like ordinary wranglers, any team of wranglers, driving the horses out of the city to graze, are composed of capable people in the prime of life, both in age and strength, in order to better cope with the danger that comes to the wilderness at any time. Moreover, when the wrangler goes out to graze, he will only graze the horses, and it is impossible to mix the cattle and sheep during the period, otherwise several animals will be mixed together and run at different speeds, which can easily lead to the chaos of the herd. Another important point is that the wranglers and steppe herders are all lightly travelling and going out early and returning late, and I have never heard of anyone who brought pots and pans to the house and tent when herding horses, and even drove out the carriage. Such a team is more like a ...... than a Wrangler

"Nomads. The crow pressed his glasses and said thoughtfully, "It's very similar to those steppe nomadic tribes recorded before the disaster." ”

The crow deliberately emphasized the pre-disaster era, because in the chaotic world after the disaster, the nomads have almost disappeared, and the demons and exotic beasts dominate the wilderness, making it difficult for humans to survive in the wild for a long time, and the nomadic life away from the city is naturally impossible to talk about. In recent centuries, it is true that some people on the grasslands have been driven out of their original cities and formed tribes to move in a nomadic form, but these nomadic tribes have either defected to other cities or been swallowed up by the grasslands, and they have lasted for a few months at most. Like the domesticated beasts in the camp in front of them, the scale is so large that they cannot belong to the kind of wanderers who have lost their homes, let alone the embarrassment that those wanderers can't hide, and only nomads can explain their identity.

"Are you really going to ask them to share the camp?" Mi Xin said hesitantly, "They can't possibly agree, and it's a hassle to go to war now." ”

"Fake, of course. The crow said as a matter of course, "It's just that their people, plus our people, have long exceeded the critical point, tsk, I don't want to be in close contact with those lovely demons in a few hours." I'm just going to hire some of them to help set up camp, I've dealt with Wranglers before, and they're brutal and irascible, but they're easy to convince as long as they make money. As for going to war, that's a last resort, and I'm not going to use it. ”

"But you're still a little bit complacent. Rose's cold voice sounded faintly, "You seem to have overlooked a very serious problem, and you have actually mentioned it. ”

"You mean, the number of people?" said the crow's face sank, squinting his eyes, "No, could it be that they are ......"[.]