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- Deep in the vast grassland, the slowly sinking sun cast the last ray of fiery red light on a small grassland tribe.
This prairie tribe is not large in scale, and the entire tribe has only one or two hundred people.
However, their life does not seem to be difficult.
In the tribal camp, several children who looked like eleven or twelve years old were playing wrestling games.
From time to time, there was a cry of 'babble'.
Each of them seemed extremely serious.
One of the children, after a lot of effort, finally put the other child on the ground.
In exchange for a burst of cheers from other children around.
"Win! Nari Song won!"
"He defeated Ge Gemu!"
The child who was called 'Narisong' took a few breaths, raised his hands with excitement, and enjoyed the cheers of other children like a winner.
However, his excitement quickly dissipated with the appearance of a figure.
"Hey! Amu! Come and compete with me again. This time, I will definitely beat you!"
The child who was called "Amu" by Nari Song was very thin and seemed to be slightly malnourished.
At the age of twelve, he is about the same height as some eight or nine-year-old children in the tribe.
But on the back is a bundle of firewood that is full of weight.
It shows that although Amu is thin and weak, his strength is not weak at all.
Now he can already help the adults in the tribe to do some things.
For example, handling prey, or chopping firewood.
Hearing Nari Song's voice, Amu turned his head lightly.
The expression on his face told everyone the origin of the name 'Amu'.
Amu is not an official name, nor does he have an official name.
Because Amu's parents were killed by horse thieves when he was very young.
Amu, who hid aside and witnessed the whole process, has always had a Mumu expression after that, so he has the name Amu, which seems to be a nickname.
But don't underestimate him.
Every child in the tribe knows that Amu is the strongest child in the tribe.
Song had challenged Amu several times that day, but he had never won.
And they lose very thoroughly every time.
I heard from the adults in the tribe that in two years, when Amu grows up, he will be able to take him out to hunt directly.
This is a treatment that other children do not have.
Feeling Amu's lifeless eyes falling on his body, Nari Song panicked inexplicably.
The originally quite good momentum suddenly weakened by more than one end.
Na Risong, who then reacted, couldn't help but feel a little annoyed, and secretly scolded himself for being too disappointing.
How could Amu be cowarded after just a glance?
Just when he was about to take a deep breath and bite the bullet and say a few harsh words.
There was a sound of horseshoes in the distance, which made the children in the tribe feel strange.
As children who grew up on the prairie, they are definitely not unfamiliar with the sound of horseshoes.
But the strange thing is that the adults in their tribe came back from hunting long before sunset. Where did the sound of horseshoes come from now?
Just when the children were thinking so.
The adults staying in the tent rushed out of the tent with weapons in their hands.
Later, I only heard the leader shouting loudly
"All the women and children go back to the camp and hide, and the men are all ready to fight!"
Obviously, as the leader of this small tribe, his years of experience have made him realize that the comers are not good.
Almost at the same time as the leader shouted these words.
A group of people galloping on horseback in the distance came into their eyes.
There is no doubt that this team of people is Siqin and others who fled all the way here!
For a month and a half, facing the pursuit of the Wanjie Civilized Cavalry, they have been running away for a full month and a half!
In the original camp where they were hiding, there was enough food for them to eat until next year.
However, after an emergency happened, it was impossible for Siqin to take all the food away.
So, in the long run, fleeing that campFrom the first day of his life, he began to control his daily food consumption.
But even so, all the way to the present, it is almost reaching the limit.
Even Siqin, who is the great king, is obviously thinner now, with messy stubble all over his face, making him look very downcast.
He hasn't eaten enough for a week, and his hungry stomach makes his whole brain feel dizzy.
If this continues, they will have to consider killing horses and eating meat.
It was at this time that the scouts in charge of exploring the road ahead discovered a small tribe.
Siqin was refreshed when he heard the news.
Then quickly asked
"How many people are there in that tribe?"
After thinking for a while, the scout replied
"Report to the king, look at the number of tents, at most one or two hundred people!"
After getting this answer, Siqin took a deep breath, and then glanced at the remaining prairie cavalry behind him.
Having been hunted down by the cavalry of the Myriad Realms Civilization for so long, now there are only pitiful fifty or sixty cavalry left under his command.
For a while, Siqin felt very sad.
A few months ago, he was the king of the Chaerhan Prairie Kingdom with a population of hundreds of thousands and thousands of cavalry in his hands.
But now, it is so desolate, the remaining forty or fifty prairie cavalry under their hands, all of them have become pale, emaciated and listless because of not eating enough for a long time.
It's like a bunch of low-class horse thieves.
But no matter what, it is good to be alive.
He only has a few people left in his hand, and his condition is not good, but at least his weapons and equipment are still there.
The other party is just a small tribe with a population of one or two hundred people.
Leaving aside the old, weak, women and children in the tribe, how much combat power is there?
Destroy this small tribe, and then grab enough food, as long as he can continue to live, he can find a chance to make a comeback!
With such thoughts in mind, Siqin decisively gave the order to attack, and led the prairie cavalry under his command to quickly charge towards the small tribe.
Their approach undoubtedly aroused the other party's vigilance.
Looking from a distance, they could clearly see that the old people, women and children in the tribe had all hid in the tents, while the men with weapons rushed outside.
After confirming their threat, the other party did not hesitate to act.
Arrows shot directly at them.
In the past, even when it was only the Chaerhan tribe.
Facing such a pitiful bow and arrow attack, Siqin might not be able to help but laugh.
However, at this moment, he couldn't laugh at all.
Because in the next second, a prairie cavalry soldier on their side who was in poor condition was shot to the ground by an arrow
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