Early the next morning, the two ate something hastily and continued heading southwest.
"Old Ren," Lei Er winked: "How about going to Xiaotian Garden to see Tieguai Li?"
Moreover, Xiaotianyuan is not far from the fortress, so I can just ask the veterans guarding the tomb about the situation of the fortress.
"I'm not going." Ren Ning shook his head.
Although the Starfall Legion's news about the fortress is not detailed, it is somewhat vague.
Moreover, the epidemic was raging, and many deceased patients were buried in Xiaotian and other nearby martyrs' cemeteries.
This trip has not been safe in the past.
Lei Er suddenly understood and had to give up.
Zhui Feng and Ben Lei were both excellent horses. They walked and hid until they saw the vast grassland in front of them on the fourth day.
"Old Ren," Lei Er frowned: "The horse food we brought is almost gone. What should we do?"
War horses can eat weeds on the ground to satisfy their hunger. However, it is usually difficult to take advantage of the horse after eating too much.
Lei Er is not used to slow running.
Ren Ning laughed.
He patted the mount with its head held high: "Don't worry, there is one ahead."
Lei Er perked up and said, "Are you going to rob the Xiliang people's food trucks?"
Although there were only two people on this trip, Lei Er was not afraid.
"No." Ren Ning shook his head.
This is the border, where the two countries go to war. Especially the logistics and equipment, both Yunchui and the Xiliang people were extremely vigilant. It can be said that there are one sentry every five steps and one post ten steps near the grain truck.
If they go to rob, they will never get anything without paying a price.
"If you don't grab it, where will the horse food come from?" Lei Er was confused.
"Don't worry." Ren Ning smiled: "When we left the Yingshan camp, the general took care of it for us."
"While General Guan sent people to deliver medicine and food to the fortress, he also prepared some horse food for us."
However, there was not much preparation, just enough for them to eat for part of the way.
As for going deep into the grassland, they still have to grab it themselves.
"As long as you have it, it's fine." Lei Er smiled: "Anyway, we're too prepared, and we can't bring it with us."
Most of the horses in the Xiliang army are good horses and their speed is not slow.
If they carry too much stuff, it will affect their horse's speed if they encounter an enemy, and they will become a burden in the end.
The two of them chatted and laughed, riding in a few big circles, and soon found some vague signals.
After searching all the way, we soon arrived at a low and inconspicuous bush.
"It seems like this is it!" Lei Er laughed and got off his mount.
He used his machete as a makeshift shovel and dug around in the bushes.
After a while, two large, tightly wrapped packages were dug out.
When they opened it, they found the dried meat and horse food they urgently needed, and even a few cans of water.
"General Guan is really well prepared." The two sighed.
After eating and drinking, Ren Ning patted his mount and said, "Zhuifeng, let's get to work. Let's go to the Kailun tribe."
The vast grassland is vast and lush.
Although they brought a compass, they still had to find some well-known places to determine their location. Otherwise, it’s easy to get lost in the vast world.
Bah!
The black horse neighed and raised its hooves.
As the saying goes, an old horse knows the way. Chai Feng is young but he also knows the direction of the Kailun tribe.
It spread its hooves and galloped forward.
Late at night two days later.
Ren Ning looked at the ruins in front of him, smelling the faint smell of corpses, and was silent.
"Old Ren, are we still going in?" Lei Er asked.
"No." Ren Ning shook his head.
Before coming, he had predicted that the outcome of the Kailun tribe would not be good, so he was not too surprised at this time.
In this era of raging war, everyone's life is as cheap as grass.
This is especially true on the border between the two countries.
Along the way west, they have seen many such scenes. Countless villages, towns and even small towns were burned to the ground. The people were dying and running away, and there was almost no living person to be seen within a hundred miles.
They have long been used to it.
It was late at night, and the two of them walked around to the south of the large ruins, preparing to find a secluded place to rest.
While walking, Ren Ning became energetic.
Under Goldfinger, there are a dozen yellow spots in the bushes ahead.
The yellow values are not high, and they are obviously hungry people.
The other party seemed to have noticed them, and after a commotion they all hid deep in the bushes.
Ren Ning made a few gestures to Lei Er, and the two dismounted and sneaked over silently.
Someone in the bushes lowered his voice and said in Xiliang dialect: "Two people came outside. They can't see clearly, but they are riding two good horses."
The others panicked for a moment, and in unison they burrowed deeper into the bushes.
Those who can still ride a good horse these days are either soldiers or generals. Anyway, they are all capable of killing people without blinking an eye.
They are just ordinary herdsmen and cannot be offended at all.
well!
An old voice sighed softly, "When will this end?"
His third son, Tai, had lived for most of his life, and his death would not be a pity. However, the others were still young and should not have lost their lives like this.
"He made a running deer. I and you are sworn in." Someone couldn't help cursing.
Although Yun Chui in the east was an enemy, he did not kill them all.
Instead, it’s the next-door neighbor who is outrageous.
Since the Xiliang army entered the Benlu tribe, they have sent troops to attack Kailun three times in a row.
Those who dissatisfied were all killed, and most of those who obeyed turned into weeds and completely transformed into Deer Runners.
Excluding the men and horses that Tiele had taken away, there were only about a hundred people left in Kailun, which had more than 30,000 people, hiding in piles here and there and eking out an existence.
Hiss.
Everyone's eyes lit up.
Two vague figures moved through the bushes and appeared before them like giants.
Everyone was shocked.
They couldn't see the face of the visitor clearly, but under the moonlight, the huge machete in Lei's hands shone with cold light, so they could see clearly.
"Brothers, there are only two of them, fight them!"
Two people were so cruel that they both grabbed their meat cleavers and rushed over.
Ren Ning twitched the corner of his mouth and signaled Lei Er not to do anything.
He raised his leg and kicked, knocking one of the rude men unconscious, while the other one was firmly under his feet.
"Everyone!" A cold and calm voice sounded, "We have no intention of killing anyone. We just asked a few questions and left. But if any of you are impulsive again, we will have to see blood."
Whoops!
Lei Er next to him also followed the example of a tiger and danced his weapon a few times, and instantly a piece of light burst out.
Ren Ning's Xiliang dialect was very bad and everyone could understand it, but no one believed a word of it.
But after looking at the huge machete in Lei's hand and the small meat cleaver in his own hand, the commotion stopped soon after.
"What do you want to ask? Just ask." An old voice sounded.
The third child, Taizhu, walked out shakily, holding a cane.
He was not afraid of the machete in his hand. He squatted down and carefully inspected the two people Ren Ning had knocked down, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he found that they were safe and sound.
"My name is Ning Ren. I wonder if I and you guys have heard of me?" Ren Ning asked.
Buzz~
There was a commotion.
"Ning Ren, sounds like Yun Chuiren's name."
"Brother Ning? I've heard of it."
"I've heard about it too. He has some relationship with the previous three clan leaders, and he once helped us Kailun defeat a large number of horse thieves."
…
Bada.
A small torch was lit.
Under the firelight, Lao Santai squinted his eyes and looked at Ren Ning, "Old Immortal once met Brother Ning, but he has almost forgotten about it in the past two or three years."
"Is there anything I can do to prove your identity?"
snort!
Lei Er snorted coldly.
They are like fish and meat now, and they are the ones on their side, even though they still need to prove it?
Ren Ning smiled slightly.
He touched his body and took out a handkerchief.
When I spread it out, it was written in Xiliang and Yunchui languages: Yingpan.
"Panpan?" The third child Tai shook his head: "Are you really married to Panpan?"
He carefully identified the patterns embroidered around the veil, and then excitedly returned it to Ren Ning.
