Great Xia.

After explaining everything to the end, Xia Qi began his great cause of snatching resources again.

In order to speed up the acceptance of orcs on the human side of Great Xia, this time, Xia Qi planned to change to an orc army to attack the city.

However, the military expenses of this orc clan really hurt him.

On average, an orc soldier spends about four times as much as a standard-equipped sword and shield soldier, and that's when the elephant man is gone.

Xia Qi was shocked to see it.

However, there is one thing to say, their individual combat power is really fierce, such as the Minotaur infantry, ordinary Terran soldiers, three or four to fight it, it is not enough for it to cut at all.

This made Xia Qi's heart somewhat comforted.

After thinking about it in his heart for a while, Xia Qi finally brought two hundred minotaur infantry, five hundred werewolf warriors, one elephant man, and three hundred archers.

This is to prevent a recurrence of the last time someone was bitten by cavalry.

In terms of armament, considering that against the opposing city defense equipment, the eight-ox crossbow must be brought.

At the same time, the convoy used to transport food, as well as various auxiliary arms, these are also to be brought.

As for the commanders of the army, Xia Qi only brought Richard, the patriarch of the wolf clan.

Subsequently, Xia Qi casually chose a player with an eye, and once again chose to invade.

Xia Qi originally relied on hard power, and when he fought an invasion war and attacked the city, that style of play was already unreasonable enough, but now that he has changed to an orc army, there is no need to reason with the other side.

As soon as the horn of attack was blown, the eight-bull crossbow directly exploded the opposing city defense equipment with its range.

The elephant man didn't need to move at all, he just needed to stand there, and the people on the other side were enough to be frightened.

Immediately after that, the Minotaur infantry opened the way in front, the werewolf warriors followed, and the three hundred archers swept the periphery, simply doing whatever they wanted.

It is no exaggeration to say that if the opposite player does not press two or three thousand troops on the border city, he will not be able to stop him at all.

I have to admit that the orc army has just stormed the city head-on!

Before the reinforcements of the opposing player arrived, Xia Qi broke through the three cities of the opposing player in a row, and then emptied the warehouses of these three cities, took the generals and city lords who defended the city, and left directly.

Relying on the captives in his hands, a large sum of wealth was then recorded.

At the same time, it is also because of this invasion battle that Xia Qi's reputation is widely spread among players in the bronze rank.

And just when Xia Qi was seriously carrying out his great cause of looting resources and making a fortune, on the other hand, the task of transporting grain, which was handled by Zhang Liang, the secretary general of Daxia, was also being carried out quickly and orderly.

The task of transporting grain, which was taken over by Zhang Liang, chief of the military general staff, was also carried out in an orderly manner.

Thousands of cavalry galloped across the snowfield, making a wide road on top of it.

According to the requirements in Zhang Liang's warrant, although what they were carrying on horseback was not food at all, the cavalry still had to come step by step every time they transported food. From time to time, they will rest in the city for a night, so as not to be noticed by the steppe people hiding in the shadows.

On the other hand, after changing the route, the grain transport team carrying real grain was too busy to be idle for a moment, and thousands of bags of grain kept being transported to the granaries of the two grassland cities.

As long as the granaries of these two grassland cities are filled, with the grain in the granaries, how can the people of the two cities last for a month or two.

When the time comes, with the army to protect them, those steppe horse thieves can only sigh for food.

Another trip to transport grain, and the thousands of cavalry of Great Xia once again swaggered across the border, as a bait to attract the attention of the steppe people, they were undoubtedly successful.

Looking at the galloping cavalry, hiding in the snow, several steppe people who were about to freeze quietly retreated.

Then they mounted the horses hidden behind the snow mounds, and hurried back to the camp, telling the leaders of the six tribes in the camp everything they had seen.

After listening, the leaders of the other five major tribes in the camp all frowned, only Alat, who had been mentally prepared, still looked calm, and at the same time took a sip of mare's milk wine in his hand unhurriedly.

Great Xia is so powerful that the Arata tribe alone can't compete with it at all, and even the entire tribe may all fold into it.

In this case, Arat approached these people and wanted to join forces with them.

However, the leaders of these big tribes were used to being soil emperors in the depths of the grassland, and when they heard this at first, they naturally felt a little disdainful in their hearts.

In their opinion, can a group of people who enclose themselves in a stone wall like cattle and sheep still compete with the warriors of their steppe?

But looking at Alat's appearance, it didn't look like he was joking with them at all.

The leaders of these great tribes have been fighting each other for years in the depths of the grasslands.

The person who knows you best is often your enemy, the character of Alat, and the leaders of the other major tribes know it very well in their hearts.

For a while, they did not dare to be careless, and finally each tribe sent a spy to find out the truth on the grain transportation route that Alat had said.

Now that I heard the reports of the spies, one by one, my mood was also a little heavy, and the cavalry team with thousands of people was really difficult to deal with.

Before the blizzard blew over, when their major tribes were strong and strong, this was naturally nothing, but now that the blizzard is blowing, the losses of their major tribes are not small.

There were already a lot of cattle, sheep and horses dead, and if they went to fight with the cavalry team with thousands of people, even if they could win, they would have to pay a lot of price, which made the leaders of the major tribes hesitate in their hearts.

Now that I think about it, the alliance that Arat proposed earlier is the safest way.

After pondering in their hearts for a while, the eyes fell on Alat's body.

"Say, Arat, how do you want to join forces?"

The man who spoke was a middle-aged man who was not very tall, his face was dark, and the wrinkles on it crawled all over his face like a ravine.

He is the leader of the Tuhote tribe, Ohana.

In this regard, Alat didn't sell anything, and immediately said: "My idea is very simple, our six major tribes, each send a thousand men and horses, form a coalition army, and directly attack the Xia people's grain transportation team with an absolute numerical advantage. In one breath, directly exterminate the thousands of people and horses, so that the Xia people lose the power to resist, when the time comes, the Xia people will not have enough people and horses, and we will not have the final say on this grassland? ”

Alatat paused for a moment, then added, "As for the looted grain, everyone will divide it equally. ”

Alat's words caused the leaders of the other four tribes in the tent to fall into a brief silence, none of them knowing what they were thinking.

Faced with such a situation, a faint color flashed in the eyes of the plain-faced Alat.

Just then, a slightly younger-sounding voice broke the silence in the tent.

"According to the report, the number of people and horses transporting grain in Xia is only about two thousand, is it necessary for us to send so many men and horses to fight?"

The man who spoke at this time was Shivaka, the leader of the Morhan tribe, who was at least a dozen years younger than the other tribal leaders in the room, but he didn't look so young.

The dark-faced Schwagaka, sitting in this tent at this time, was not half out of place.

The leaders who heard Schwaka's words speak with a subtle look on their faces.

Two years earlier, the previous leader of the Morhan tribe had died, and his son Shwaka had become the new chief.

The death of the previous leader naturally had a great impact on the tribe, and at that time of turmoil, the other five tribes waited for an opportunity to take away a lot of pasture, cattle, sheep and horses from the Morhan tribe.

The Morhan tribe, which was originally quite powerful among the six major tribes, suddenly became the existence of the lowest strength.

This account, naturally, has always been owed.

At that time, the other five tribes had a share, and now the Molhan tribe, whose strength is not as good as before, how can they settle accounts with the other five tribes?

In this way, Ohana and the others basically didn't take him seriously.

But Schwagka got to the point.

"yes, is it necessary for us to send so many men?"

As soon as Ohana said this, the leaders of the other two tribes also responded.

Faced with such a situation, Arat took a deep look at Schwaka who was sitting in the corner, and then retracted his gaze and said: "According to the words of my son Shinal, on the Xia people's side, in addition to the two thousand men and horses who transported grain, there is also a group of men and horses on the grassland, and the specific number is not clear. ”

Speaking of this, Arat turned his words slightly, and said: "But if you want to come, the number cannot be more than our six tribes, everyone sent a thousand people, on the one hand, it is to consider fairness, and on the other hand, it is naturally to ensure the odds of victory!" ”

For this proposal to send a thousand men each, the four tribal leaders of Ohana and the others were obviously a little unhappy.

On the contrary, it was that Schwaka, after provoking this problem, went straight to the truth, no matter what others said, he just lay in the corner and said nothing.

After some debate, the number of 700 men to be sent by each tribe was finally decided, and the matter finally came to an end.

At the end of the discussion, the leaders of the major tribes departed one after another, and only Alata sat in the tent and fell into deep thought.

I don't know how long it took after that.

The curtain of the tent was lifted again, and Shinal walked in from the outside with a strange expression.

"Abba, the other five tribes are gone, let's go back too."

The leaders of the six tribes gathered, and naturally none of them wanted to go to each other's territory, so they temporarily set up a camp on the territory of a horse thief.

Now the people are gone, and only Alat, who is still sitting in the tent, and Shinar and the others, who are accompanying them, are left.

Hearing his son's voice, Arat came back to his senses slightly.

Then looking up at Shinar with a strange face, Alat couldn't help but say with some emotion: "That Shivaka of the Morhan tribe, have you seen him?" ”

Faced with his father's inexplicable question, Shinard was stunned for a moment, and then nodded.

"See."

"He's only three or four years older than you, so be careful when you meet him in the future." Arat said with a serious face.

When he heard this, Shinal's heart became even more strange.

"Be careful?"

He really couldn't understand what that Schwagka had to be careful about, compared to the strong prairie men, that Schwagka looked very thin, and if he was against him, Shinar was sure that he would stab the other party directly in front of him.

As the thought arose, a hint of disbelief flashed across his face.

Seeing the change in Shinal's expression, Arat couldn't help but sigh.

His own son, of course, he understands that as the number one warrior of the Arata tribe, even among the other five tribes, he has few opponents, which makes Shinar extremely confident in his own strength, but under this confidence, there are many things that will be overlooked.

"My son, we steppe people revere warriors, but sometimes this is more important than bravery."

As he spoke, Allah nodded his head, and after saying this, he got up and left the tent.