The dwarf prairie horse is best at running long distances.

They may not be the fastest, but their stamina is one of the best.

The grey sky feels oppressive.

Although no snowflakes have fallen at the moment, as the wind gradually surges, Zhang Qi knows that today is another snowy day.

It's been five or six hours since I set out early in the morning.

He had been running for a morning, and he had to do the math, almost eighty or ninety miles.

It's not that they don't want to be fast, it's that even if there are horses under this snowy cover, they can't get up fast.

Not to mention that they also have a real hunk in their ranks.

The weight of three hundred catties weighed on a steppe horse, and under full speed, the steppe horse could hold out for a maximum of three quarters of an hour, and then it was time to change horses.

This is the disadvantage of the heavy cavalry, under the full speed charge, no team can defend, but once the horsepower begins to fatigue, then the heavy cavalry will stop, can only dismount and fight.

Fortunately, Zhang Qi and the others are only seven people, and there are nine horses, plus Ma Gui is a creature of the riding and cutting world, so they can still keep up with the rhythm when they come in turns.

"Kai."

"Heavy snow is coming, we need to find a place to fix it."

People are not as good as heaven, and I thought that I would hurry up today, but Hui's words let Zhang Qi know that heavy snow was coming.

For them, who had been slaves in the hands of the Huns for more than ten years, it was a compulsory course to see the weather of the steppe clearly, and all the slaves who could not figure out the weather movements had long been covered up under the heavy snow.

Zhang Qi nodded and said in a deep voice: "Eagle! Look around and see if there's a suitable place. ”

"Everyone's tighten the supply ropes and get ready to trim them!"

Hearing the command, the eagle rushed out of the queue and headed for the distance, while the others left dismounted one after another and adjusted the ropes that bound the supplies on the horse's back.

Whoosh.

The crossbow man shot out with a crossbow, a bloody flower bloomed on the snow, and a snow fox hiding in a snowdrift foraging for food was shot to death by a crossbow.

"Harrier, go pick it up, and add dinner at noon today."

Seeing the results of the crossbowmen, Zhang Qi smiled, in the outside world, these NPC soldiers are even more terrifying than in the world of riding and slashing, the outside world is a place that pays attention to science, and being shot by an arrow is a dead word.

And in the world of riding and slashing, they face monsters with the same blood bars as them.

"Oh!" The harrier screamed, ran over and picked up the snow fox on the ground, the snowdrift loosened and peeled off, the harrier just wanted to turn around, but the afterglow glanced at the snowdrift where the snow fox was hiding before, and the hand that had been stiff and white was revealed.

"Enlightenment! There is a case! ”

The harrier shouted, crouched down and cut the snowdrift open, and he dug a small body out of the snow.

Hearing the harrier's shout, Zhang Qi leaned over vigilantly with a heavy crossbow, and he didn't relax a little until he saw the young corpse that the harrier picked up.

"It's dead, there are a few bite marks on the body, it should have been discovered by this fox and is about to eat."

The harrier said as he threw the child's body on the ground.

Then he kicked the snow fox on the ground with a gloomy face.

"I just ate it, this fox can't add food."

The others also gathered around, glanced at the corpse of the young child on the ground, and stopped looking at the snow fox, now they are not short of food, if it was before, even if it was an animal that ate a whole person, they could get their mouths, but now, there is no need.

Zhang Qi put the heavy crossbow on his back again, glanced at the corpse of the young child on the ground, and glanced at the vicinity, where there were several bulging snow bags.

I didn't think much of it before, but after I found a corpse, the snow bags were very conspicuous.

"Look through and see if there's one underneath those snow bags."

Zhang Qi said, and the others went to turn up the snow, and sure enough, after a while, they turned out four more corpses, two old men, and two girls.

"It seems that there should be a small tribe nearby..."Zhang Qi looked at a few corpses and muttered a few times.

Just in time, the eagle who had gone out to look for a campsite also returned on horseback.

"Enlightenment! Six miles to the east, there is a small tribe with a population of no more than 100! ”

The eagle reined in the horse's reins, and the steppe horse neighed to a halt.

"Sure enough."

Zhang Qi's eyes suddenly narrowed and he thought.

After a short moment, he whistled, and the steppe horse trotted to his side with a kick of the snow.

"Get on the horse! Let's be a guest! ”

Zhang Qi greeted him, and everyone else also understood and turned over one after another.

"Eagle, lead the way."

"Haha, let's go, follow me."

Among them, the eagle was the most excited, and as soon as the horse's hips were pumped, the steppe horse stepped on the creaking snow to lead the way.

Six miles away, they arrived in about ten minutes.

More than two dozen felt houses stand in the snowfield against the mountain line.

In the wooden fence, less than half a hundred cattle and sheep are crowded together to keep warm, and there are more than a dozen prairie horses outside.

It seems that this small tribe really can't survive, and there is only so little left of the cattle and sheep combined.

For a normal small tribe, cattle and sheep are their fields, and it often takes a dozen cattle and sheep to feed one person, and now, except for these cattle and sheep that have been left behind, the others are gone.

I don't know if it's a natural disaster, or... Man-made disasters.

The prairie women, who were working outside to milk cows, saw a few horses coming towards them, and they were so frightened that they hurriedly threw away the buckets in their hands and shouted.

Hearing the cries of the women, twenty or thirty sturdy men rushed out of the yurt, each with a bow.

Zhang Qi raised his arm, Bo and the others stopped, and those grassland men also gathered together, ready to bend their bows and arrows at any time.

A leading man walked out of the crowd with a scimitar in his hand.

"Praise the gods, I don't know where you nobles came from?"

It can be seen that they don't want to fight, and now their tribe has reached a precarious point, and before the heavy snow comes, Shan Yuting has levied a batch of cattle and sheep taxes, which makes them almost unable to survive this winter.

Immediately on the grassland, Zhang Qi also muttered a praise to the gods, and then did not get off the horse and said in Xiongnu a little lazily.

"The young children and the old people outside belong to your tribe?"

Zhang Qi's question made the man in charge look a little complicated, and one of them was his daughter.

"Your tribe can't hold on... Finish? ”

Seeing that the man didn't reply, Zhang Qi continued to say to himself.

Since the person on the other side doesn't want to do it, then he is more arrogant and arrogant.

"What do you want to say? There is no need for the prairie boy to twist and turn, you have also seen the situation of the tribe, yes, we are indeed very difficult, and we can no longer bear the tax again. ”

"I didn't say I came to collect taxes, this time I'm here to help you."

Zhang Qi said slowly on the horse, raised a finger and shook it at the man: "Ten catties of grain for Han slaves, eight catties of grain for Hu slaves, and five catties of grain for children, you see if you want to make an exchange." ”

"You know, the grain I'm talking about is the grain of the Han region, one pound is enough for a person to barely live for a few days, although it's not much, but you still have a chance to survive this winter."