Before leaving the Holy City, Yin He had already been told a lot about his patrol affairs, and in the two days that he walked with that old-timer He Qiulin after leaving the city, He Qiulin also told Yin He many things that he would not know in the Holy City.

All kinds of dangers in the great wilderness, the geography of the land, the distribution of mountains, rivers, where to rest, where to hide, where to never approach, and to run when you see something, don't turn your head back, save your life.

The core area of this place that Yin He is responsible for is the White Horse tribe among the desolate tribes.

This tribe belongs to the large tribe among the desolate tribes, with a large population and strong strength. However, in the face of the greater strength of the human race, the White Horse tribe has surrendered.

The White Horse tribe was quite wealthy, very different from the vast majority of the very primitive, savage, and impoverished tribes of the Great Wilderness. The reason for this is that the territory occupied by the Hakuba tribe is on the edge of the West Sanshen River, the land is extremely fertile, and there is also the most famous horse farm in the entire Great Wilderness.

The war horses produced by the White Horse Tribe are the best in the entire Great Wilderness and are the favorite of all soldiers, and after the Terrans subdued this tribe, almost all the war horses bred by the White Horse Tribe were sold to the Holy City.

The strength and wealth of the Terrans can be seen from the Holy City and the Great Pyramid alone, and they have paid countless sums of money to the White Horse Tribe, making this tribe a rich nouveau riche in the Great Wilderness.

Yin He did not stipulate a certain route during the patrol, in fact, many places in the Great Wilderness are endless wilderness, and there are roads everywhere if you really want to run, but it is easy to get lost.

The previous predecessors had actually summed up a very mature and effective patrol path a long time ago, and He Qiulin had already taught Yin He and actually took him through.

As he said at the beginning, it was basically a circle along the edge of the territory of the White Horse tribe. In the vicinity of the White Horse Tribe, there are actually four or five tribes in the Yinhe responsible area, but they are all very small, far inferior to the White Horse Tribe, poor and weak.

However, when He Qiulin was leaving, he solemnly told Yin He that he would rather get close to the White Horse tribe than those small desolate tribes.

The poor and weak tribes were also primitive and barbaric, although because they were too small and inconspicuous, the Terrans did not even send troops to exterminate them, but the hostility of these tribes to the Terrans was ten times stronger than the White Horse tribes that had been attacked by the Terrans.

Yin He once asked He Qiulin about this, He Qiulin just smiled at the time and said, "The poorer you are, the more fierce you are, there's nothing strange about it." On the other hand, you look at the White Horse Tribe, when they were fighting, they were killed by our Terran army and killed many people, but after so many years have passed, they have surrendered for a long time, and after making a fortune by selling horses, their own people like our Terran race, and they are happy to buy those luxurious but worthless things every day, boasting and showing off, and being proud, but they have long forgotten the blood feud in the early years. ”

Thinking about these words one by one in his mind, Yin He rode alone on this wasteland, the distant horizon was endless, and it seemed that it could extend to the end of this world. For a moment, when ten thousand golden rays of light spilled from the sky and dyed the clouds in the sky with golden light, it would also make the man galloping on a horse feel a touch of pride in his heart.

When I was a child, I once used my family reputation to stand on the high wall of the holy city and look out at the Yin River in the Great Wilderness, and I had such a dream in my heart.

I want to run all the way to the end of the world, I want to see if there is a bigger and more wonderful world beyond the vast and boundless wilderness?

Historically, neither the human race nor the desolate race have ever stepped out of this wasteland world.

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After all, dreams are just dreams, they are the yearning and expectation when they were young, the whim when they grow up, the beauty when they think of it by chance, and the helplessness in the reality in front of them and then forget about it.

Yin He retracted his gaze from afar, looked at the road in front of him and continued to move forward.

As a patrolman, walking alone in the cold and dangerous wilderness, without the protection of the towering walls of the Holy City, and without the support of fellow Terrans, it becomes an extremely dangerous thing.

The route he took was the safest, avoiding the territory of the powerful White Horse tribe and navigating the crevices of several smaller tribes to avoid conflict with them. However, there are many other dangers in this wasteland, in addition to all kinds of dangerous species of beasts, the most terrifying of which is the bandits.

The desolate thieves now look like a cancer in the entire Great Wasteland, and not only the Terrans, but even powerful and wealthy tribes like the White Horse Tribe hate these people very much.

The thieves are all evil, tyrannical, and live by plundering. In the earliest days, the Bandits were actually an organization of Terrans who had defeated the Terrans, and they joined together to swear to the Great Wasteland and their ancestors that they would return blood for blood and take bloody revenge on the Terrans, and then assemble as a team to start anew and fight the humans to the death.

As a result of this, the Bandits did kill a lot of people, and at the same time, they also angered the Terran higher-ups, and with the help of the Celestial Cult wizards, the Terrans sent an army to crush them, killing many, many people.

It's just that the most worthless thing in the great wilderness is always the lives of the wasteland, they are like weeds, wave after wave, the blood is cut out, splashed in the wilderness, and the seeds of the next generation are raised.

Gradually, the desolate thieves had a hard time, and gradually, they found that they were not heroes, and even the tribes hated them, and gradually, the desolate thieves shifted the object of looting to their fellow tribesmen, and then they found that the desolate people were better than the human race!

It was a sad, embarrassing, and helpless discovery.

The desolate thieves are very harmful, poisoning the wasteland, and the large and small desolate tribes in the great wasteland have suffered greatly, and many tribes have asked the human race for help after weighing the pros and cons, and even some tribes were originally unwilling to surrender and submit to the human race, but they were tossed by the mad desolate thieves and had to surrender to the human holy city in exchange for protection.

As the most ferocious and terrifying force in this wasteland, the Bandits are extremely hostile to the Terrans, so every year some patrols in the wasteland will always disappear from this world silently, and they are the most terrible nightmares of the patrolmen.

When he was separated from He Qiulin, Yin Hehai once asked him a question half-jokingly: "When I was in the Holy City before, I once heard that those desolate thieves were barbaric to the extreme, and some even ate human flesh, is this true?"

He asked with a smile, but He Qiulin stared at his eyes until he saw that Yin He's smile was gone, and then nodded slowly and said, "Really." ”

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A desolate tribe like Baima has actually transformed from the original desolate people, and no longer has the fierce, hot-blooded, and wild character of the ancestors, and has become gentle. Of course, it is impossible to say whether this change is good or bad, and perhaps on the other hand, they have become more enjoyable, more prosperous, more civilized, and better to deal with, at least the Terrans like such tribes.

Yin He also knew that there were actually some people in the human race, to be exact, people in the circle of noble children of the family he had stayed in before. For many years, the children of nobles like him had long since stopped working, did not use swords, and perhaps were very good at whipping and slashing some civilian slaves with their swords, but most of these children of the family had never been out of the Holy City.

They know nothing about the world outside the Holy City, and if they leave the walls of the Holy City and the protection of their families, they will surely die.

Yin He sometimes thinks that these people who were once part of it are probably a little similar to the White Horse Tribe.

He walked alone for two days, it was dark, and there was still one last stretch of the road left.

As long as you finish tomorrow, you can return to the Holy City, complete your first mission, and then get five days of rest.

When the sun set, Yin He found the safe enough resting place that He Qiulin showed him the last time he came, took off the blanket hanging on the war horse, tied the horse to the trunk of the tree next to him, and fed the water and grain, so he took the ground as the seat and the sky as the quilt, and fell into a deep sleep.

In the middle of the night, Yin He was awakened by a terrible scream.

He sat up from the ground abruptly, feeling that his face was a little wet, and when he reached out and touched it, it felt like dew, and the horses not far away also stood up, snorted, and paced, looking a little uneasy.

Yin He immediately stood up and walked to the horse's side, brushed its shoulder with his hand, let it calm down first, and then looked around with his eyes like lightning.