Why is Kai Lun here?
Ling Yunsheng discussed with several caravan leaders, but they had no clue.
In the end, they could only judge that the Xiliang people in front were not from the Kailun tribe.
Looking back at the long caravan, Ling Yunsheng frowned silently.
Tribes with some strength on the grassland usually occupy vast territories.
Although the guards found herders suspected of being from the Kailun tribe more than two hundred miles ahead, it did not mean that the other tribe was at that location.
There is no telling whether the other party's base camp could be within a radius of more than 400 miles.
"Sir," the old guide blushed, "the wind here is not dry and hot. Maybe my uncle made a mistake in his calculations. This place should be far away from the Desert of No Return."
He suggested: "How about we go further north and find a way to bypass the tribe in front?"
Ling Yunsheng shook his head decisively.
Ling Mo has been a guide all his life, so it is unlikely that he will make a mistake.
Moreover, the caravan carries many vehicles and livestock. If they really go near the Desert of No Return, drinking water will be a big problem. In the end, I'm afraid the gains outweigh the losses.
well.
He sighed: "It's probably not a large tribe that can come and settle here. We will go directly to the east, pay homage first, and then attack."
The others murmured a few times with worried faces, and it was best to do this.
The caravan soon split into two sections.
The wheels were rolling, heading east about twenty miles behind Ling Yunsheng and others.
The guards had already grasped their swords, and the unarmed slaves were also making weapons on the roadside in case of any eventuality.
The large caravan was not moving slowly, but it deliberately slowed down at this time. It took more than two days to travel two hundred miles.
In the evening of the third day, Ling Yunsheng was about to tell the team to find a place to rest.
"Master, look," suddenly a guard exclaimed, "Xiliang people!"
Ling Yunsheng looked up suddenly.
There were more than a dozen horses standing side by side on the small high ground in front, with a burly Xiliang man sitting on each horse.
He breathed a sigh of relief.
Although these people had bows on their backs and knives on their waists, they had no intention of taking them off.
drive!
Several caravan leaders looked at each other, shouted in unison, and rode forward.
Looking closer, Ling Yunsheng felt even more relieved.
"Alan, it turns out it's really you." He jumped off the horse with a laugh: "Do you still recognize me?"
"Of course." Allen also turned over and dismounted, and came up to hug him with a cheerful face.
"The famous Ling family caravan in Sulan County, which tribe in Xiliang doesn't recognize it? Besides, our Kailun caravan is often taken care of by you every time we come to Sulan City. Although I don't thank you for your kindness, you can't forget it. "
He turned around and introduced to the people behind him: "Sir, this is Ling Yunsheng, the young business leader of the Ling family's caravan."
Tie Le stood up with a smile and said, "Shang Ling, I have long admired your name."
Allen introduced him again: "Shang Ling, this is our eldest son, Tiele."
Since Ling Yunsheng went out to do business, he naturally had to remember some special or important people along the way, and his eyes suddenly brightened.
"It turns out that you are Mr. Tiele. When did you come back from Star City?"
Tie Le was not surprised and said with a smile: "I have been back for a while."
The two sides laughed and chatted for a while.
Tie Le looked up to the west.
As the sun sets in the west, the vast grassland is filled with splendor and splendor. However, as far as the eye could see, there was no one except a few eagles circling in the sky.
The Ling family caravan was nowhere to be seen.
"It's still early, where is your caravan?"
Ling Yunsheng and the others looked at each other and couldn't help but hesitate.
Bang bang!
Tie Le knew their concerns, shook his head and stepped heavily on the grass under his feet.
"Don't worry. If we, like other Xiliang tribes, are ready to fall out with Yunzhui, there is no need to appear in this desolate north."
"What the hell is going on?" Ling Yunsheng and the others were refreshed, and they were also curious about why the Kailun tribe appeared here.
"That's it." Allen quickly gave a brief summary of what happened in Kailun in the past year.
In fact, these things have already spread.
It's just that the Ling family's caravan went too far to the west and no news was received for the time being.
Finally, he smiled bitterly and said: "It turns out that we, like you, have a home that is difficult to return to. We have to take our clan members to hide near this desert of no return."
Ling Yunsheng couldn't help but wink at the old guide.
It was not far from the Kai clan's new home, and Ling Yunsheng and his party followed.
The horse team ran for less than half an hour and turned around a low hill.
Allen raised his riding crop and pointed forward, "We're home."
Ling Yunsheng raised his eyes subconsciously.
In the mountain nest in front, there are hundreds of tents of various sizes and colors. On the outside are livestock pens one after another.
It looks no different than before.
However, compared with the tent that Kailun could see as far as the eye could see in the past, it had shrunk many times.
Everyone approached the tribe.
Ling Yunsheng was startled.
In the open space outside the tent, there are more than 200 young people holding weapons and seriously lining up for training. Everyone looked solemn, sweating like rain, and the sound of killing was loud.
His eyes flickered.
Because the Kailun tribe is not far from the Yunchui border, caravans will pass by it when going back and forth, so Ling Yunsheng is not unfamiliar with this tribe.
In the past, the Kailun people did not like to dance with swords and guns, unless it was a tribal competition or a beautiful girl looking for marriage.
Although their tribesmen are accustomed to carrying bows and knives on their backs, it is just a tradition. Those knives and bows are more like accessories than weapons.
However, these weapons have completely changed their appearance at this time. The tools in the hands of the young men on the training ground shone with cold light. They were no longer accessories but real murder weapons.
Tie Le noticed Ling Yunsheng's gaze and shook his head thoughtfully.
In recent years, he has been studying in Xingji City and has read many famous works by Yun Chuiren.
For example, if you are eager to fight, you will perish; if you forget to fight, you will be in danger.
However, Kailun's experience in the past two years has made Tiele understand a truth deeply.
If a race wants to survive, whether it is warlike or forgetful of war, it must have its own strength.
The people in front of them who could escape from the original Kailun with them were all tribesmen who were unwilling to fight.
Just because he doesn't have his own strength, it's okay to say that in peacetime, once chaos breaks out, he is destined to be chased and killed like a wild dog. In the end, he has no home and cannot return.
Therefore, if you want long-lasting peace, you must have enough strength to protect yourself.
"Hello, eldest son."
"The master is back."
When the Kailun people saw them returning, they greeted Tiele respectfully.
Tie Le smiled and nodded, asking Allen to arrange a place for Ling Yunsheng and the others to live.
He turned around and smiled: "We have less than 8,000 tribesmen now, and we live in a remote place, so it is difficult to encounter caravans. If Ling Shangshou doesn't mind, we can do some business."
Ling Yunsheng was looking at the gurgling stream between the tents and felt heartbroken. Hearing this, he quickly raised his head: "I wonder what kind of business this is?"
Tie Le answered the question incorrectly, "Presumably Lord Ling Shang also knows that my father used to be the third patriarch of the Kailun tribe."
"Of course... Ling knows this." Ling Yunsheng was confused by what he heard and could only console him dryly: "Master, please give me my condolences and stop by."
Tie Le smiled nonchalantly, "Then Mr. Ling probably didn't know that many people in the tribe laughed at my father for being a big fool."
Ling Yunsheng was a little dumbfounded.
He really didn't know this, and even if he knew it, it wouldn't be appropriate to say it in front of the Son of Man.
Tiele did not intend to wait for his reply before continuing, "The reason why my father is called stupid is because he raised more than 3,000 horses."
Ling Yunsheng reacted immediately.
Because of the rules of the Grassland Royal Court, the herdsmen would force them to buy the better horses as soon as they grew up, and the price was almost the same as that of the open horse. Therefore, horse breeding is an absolute loss-making business.
Under such circumstances, the three clan leaders also raised three thousand horses, which was really stupid.
"These are the horses we're talking about."
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