Li Wenshuo ignored the corpses that fell there, and continued to eat the otter meat that he had not finished eating, and waited until next year, when the rotting corpses melted into the soil, I believe that the grass here will grow exceptionally well.

However, this emotion collapsed after Liu Cripple turned out a large pile of gold and silver and other things from the corpses, snatched the huge package, and ignored Liu Cripple's painful look on his face.

stubbornly believes that since the horse thief killed himself, these things are his own.

He planned to go back from the grassland this time, and go back to Nanshan to see the old man at home.

The night sky on the grassland is very beautiful, the sky is clearing, the clouds overhead, as if the curtain covering those stars is opened, Li Wenshuo is lying in the grass, the upper and lower eyelids are fighting, these days have been running for days, he is really tired.

"There's a snowstorm tomorrow, Childe, there's nothing to see on the grassland, let's go back. ”

Liu Cripple's words disrupted Li Wenshuo's good mood, and subconsciously wrapped the sheepskin futon he picked up from the horse thief tightly, he didn't want to be buried tightly by the heavy snow when he woke up the next day.

In fact, the so-called heavy snow only began to fall at noon the next day, and in the boundless grassland, the snow covered the eyes, and it was impossible to see what was ahead.

However, Li Wenshuo's consciousness was still not hindered by the blizzard, and after paying the price of more than half of his internal strength, he finally found a small tent three miles away, and without saying a word, he turned the horse's head and rushed over.

Liu Cripple is also a little anxious, usually in winter he rarely goes into the grassland, this time is an exception, I didn't expect luck to be so bad, now I don't see the sun when I look up, I look down at the snow, and the rush is completely based on his innate directionality, seeing Li Wenshuo turn the horse's head, he has nothing to do, so he has to follow, because the food is all on the horse's back.

After a while, the shadow of a small tent vaguely appeared in the field of vision, but it became clearer and clearer in Li Wenshuo's mind.

Liu Cripple was overjoyed, this kind of single tent is generally some nomadic herdsmen, they live together as a family, there is generally no barbarian army around, as long as they are killed, you can get a tent that can survive the snowstorm and even mutton and other materials.

He released the reins and ran forward two steps, drew out the short knife on his waist and was about to rush in, but was kicked to the ground by Li Wenshuo.

Don't care about Liu Cripple who was planted in the snow, this guy has been in a place like Guishan Fort for a long time, although he is a little clever compared to others, but once something happens, the first thing that comes to mind is to kill, of course, this may be the simplest and most direct way, and he will not be rejected, but Li Wenshuo still can't do this kind of thing indiscriminately, and he doesn't allow other people around him to do it.

And he had long sensed what it was like to be in the tent, a woman, a half-old child, and of course, on the steppe, a thirteen-year-old child was enough to grow into a qualified warrior.

Even if the other party is really a vicious person, Li Wenshuo still can't swing a sword at women and children.

The sound of wind and snow was very loud, so until Li Wenshuo arrived in front of the tent, the people in the tent still didn't find it.

Subconsciously wanted to knock on the door, but found that there was no door to knock on the tent, so he had to cough helplessly twice.

The thick sheepskin curtain was lifted, and a black-headed and black-faced child looked at Li Wenshuo vigilantly, looked at the horse behind Li Wenshuo, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva with a grunt.

Li Wenshuo pretended not to know the short knife that the boy was holding in his hand, put out a smiling face, and said: "My friend and I have encountered a snowstorm and want to borrow it here for one night, and we will leave tomorrow when the snow stops." ”

The boy didn't react, and under Li Wenshuo's perception, the short knife in his hand tightened.

Barbarians are born warriors, Li Wenshuo came to such a conclusion, and of course he was also very happy, because this thirteen-year-old child already knew how to hold a knife to defend his mother.

At this point, the difference between the grassland and the Central Plains is not big, the status of women in the culture of the two is extremely low, the Central Plains is better because of the promotion of the etiquette system, and on the grassland, women have completely become goods, and they can be given away and bought at will, but once the war starts, neither of them will let women rush to the front, and it will always be women who stay in the end, and it will always be men who rush in front, and the battlefield is a place that only belongs to men.

So a small battlefield was temporarily formed between the little boy and Li Wenshuo, outside the curtain was the endless wind and snow and a tall Central Plains man with a giant sword on his back, inside the curtain was his mother, the little boy's somewhat immature face had shown a little resolute look, and finally the battle ended with Li Wenshuo handing over half a bag of salt as an offering to the loser.

The little boy took the salt very excitedly, happily showed his booty to the woman in the house, and finally welcomed Li Wenshuo in under the kind eyes of the woman.

Immediately afterwards, Liu Cripple also squeezed in, and the little boy was a little unhappy when he saw one more person, so Li Wenshuo handed over half a bag of salt.

The thick tent kept the wind and snow out of the outside, and inside the tent was a stove with fresh goat's milk stewed on it, with a fishy smell.

When Li Wenshuo came, he almost didn't notice, more than a dozen sheep gathered behind the tent, tightly surrounded into a huge cotton ball, Li Wenshuo drank a mouthful of goat's milk, the fishy smell instantly filled the entire mouth, thanked the little boy again for his hospitality, and then generously took out two otter meat from the jar and put it in the newly raised pot, the thick grease instantly made a crackling sound, and the rich fragrance instantly spread.

The little boy's eyes were also red, they hadn't eaten anything decent for several days, although goat's milk was very nutritious, but as a growing child, what he needed was meat, although they had sheep behind their tent, but they still didn't dare to eat it.

Those sheep belong to the nobles, they just raise them on their behalf, they can drink goat's milk, but they can't eat mutton, if the sheep are gone, even if they can get through this winter, the nobles will not spare them.

The little boy's name is Tie Yan, just like his name, this is a very upright and stubborn person, he insists that Li Wenshuo is his prisoner, and Li Wenshuo's things are his, so when Li Wenshuo took out the dough, he confiscated the otter meat and dough.

The little boy's father is dead, and on the prairie, the husband has to listen to his son when he dies, so in fact, this thirteen-year-old child is the master of the house, but he needs to consult the woman for everything he does.

Li Wenshuo finally got a piece of otter meat and a piece of dough, at the woman's suggestion.

Nodding at the little boy's mother, the woman who looked no more than thirty years old also smiled slightly, looking at Li Wenshuo's face in a daze.

As for Liu Cripple, he didn't care about this, if he followed his methods, the little boy and his mother were dead, and everything was his, so when he pushed the little boy's hand away and reached for the bread, he was kicked away by Li Wenshuo, hiding aside, aggrieved like a two-hundred-pound child.

After resting for a night, the wind and snow stopped, and Li Wenshuo took Liu Cripple out for a while, and the horse was still here.

It's still early February, and the snow won't melt until at least April, when the grass is more vigorous than usual all over the grassland.

So Li Wenshuo is going to help the boy's family hunt some prey, so that they can survive this winter, and he also needs these things himself.

After only eating it once, Li Wenshuo fell in love with this kind of thing like otter meat, although they were hiding in the hole under the snow at this time, but there was still nothing to hide under Li Wenshuo's mind, so when Li Wenshuo pulled out the twentieth marmot from the ground like a trick, Liu Cripple stopped talking, because he was sure that even if he didn't have the man who claimed to be the best guide on the grassland, Li Wenshuo could live well.

Liu lame began to subconsciously get worried.

Because he felt that he was useless, and in a place like Guishan Fort, once you were useless, it wouldn't be long before you found your unshapedly corpse that had been bitten by wild beasts in the stinky ditch outside the city.

So he began to actively gather all the marmots together, and carried them back with great effort, twenty marmots weighed more than a hundred pounds, so when the little boy saw so many marmots, his eyes were already wide, he himself was a good hand at catching marmots, but it was too difficult to find a hole in the snow-covered grassland in winter, and it was already very good to be able to catch two or three in a winter.

Another day passed, the clouds in the sky completely dispersed, and began to clear, Li Wenshuo and the others left, Liu Cripple also left, he was about to go back from another place on the border, Li Wenshuo did not continue to keep him after he asked for the map.

Not long after Li Wenshuo and the others left, a large group of grassland cavalry surrounded the entire tent, and the sound of horses' hooves like thunder seemed to make the entire grassland tremble, Liu Cripple lay in the grass not far away with a trembling look of fear, he just wanted to come back and pick up a bargain, but he didn't expect to meet the grassland cavalry.

It's not that he hasn't seen a large group of steppe cavalry on patrol, he has even seen the scene of the northland army going out, but no team can compare with this cavalry.

The knight was dressed in light leather armor, holding a long silver knife in his hand, and the war horse under his crotch snorted and snorted together, like a cloud, hideous like a horse, like a monster.

The most incredible thing for him was that there was still a young man sitting on his head horse, the young man was wearing broken full body armor, and he also had a long knife hanging from his waist, but the scabbard was inlaid with countless exquisite gems, and a dexterous turn was to jump off the horse and run towards the two people outside the tent.

The woman had already knelt down, and Tie Yan wanted to kneel too, but she didn't have time to be held by the fully draped young man.