Ren Ning was not clear about the turmoil in Xingji City.
Since he left the family in Yingpan's hands, he believed that she would be able to manage it well.
In the next few days, both of them were a little bit dumbfounded.
When the third eagle of the Angel tribe was killed by Ren Ning, the remaining one never appeared in the sky again.
Now flying in the sky are small eagles that are a whole circle smaller, chirping all day long.
The two of them didn't bother to pay attention.
"Old Ren." Lei was very regretful: "It seems that Angel doesn't dare to let that precious eagle out."
"It doesn't matter." Ren Ning chuckled, "Without those powerful eyes, we just went to their pasture area to catch a few fat sheep."
Although the climate of the grassland is becoming more and more abnormal, summer is still the most lush time of the year.
For a tribe as big as Angel, there are countless livestock wandering outside to eat.
The two of them were tired of eating eagle meat these days, so they took the opportunity to change their taste.
So in the next few days, the faces of An Wenkang and the elders of the clan became even darker.
The herdsmen grazing in the west were the first to notice something was wrong, and they quickly sent people crawling back to their tribe.
"It's not good, it's not good." They shouted loudly: "Countless horse thieves have appeared in the pasture to the west of the tribe."
"What's going on?" Upon hearing this, Angel's backbone quickly asked for details.
"This is like this..." Several people who came back to report the news started talking in a variety of ways.
However, the situation is much the same.
The number of the horse thieves is unknown, and they come and go without a trace.
They do nothing but kill the leading sheep, leading cows and even leading horses.
Before they could say goodbye, the faces of the clan elders and elders were already distorted, and their hearts were as sharp as a knife.
Among animals, those who can be the leader are almost always the strongest personalities in the species.
The leading cow or sheep is, to say the least, a bigger and stronger animal.
If you die, you will die.
And the leading horses are almost always the best horses.
Xiliang is now at war with Yunchui. Horses are in urgent need most, and it can be said that it is hard to find them.
Being killed so secretly now is definitely a huge loss to Angel.
In addition to being heartbroken, elders from all ethnic groups scolded each other, "What on earth do you do for food? Are you sleeping all night?"
"It's understandable that you can't beat the horse thieves. How many people don't even know what they look like?"
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The herdsmen who summoned the messenger shrank their necks and did not dare to say anything.
They are also dumb and eat yellow lotus, unable to express their suffering.
Summer is the season when animals are in heat and mating.
Without the restraint of the leader, once the animals are in heat, they will just run around and fight with each other.
If it is not stopped in time, the livestock will be killed and injured one after another.
They rushed over with hunting dogs to stop them, and were almost trampled to death by the blinded animals. How could he care about chasing some horse thief?
The news quickly spread to the central tent.
An Wenkang was reading the battle report ahead, his expression almost gloomy.
"Why are you reporting these things to me?" He laughed angrily: "Do you want me, the leader of the clan, to go and herd your cattle in person?"
Angelxiong has lived here for nearly a hundred years and has seen numerous horse thieves, large and small.
As a large tribe, not only are they large in number, but many of their members are well-trained, so they are never afraid of horse thieves.
Just send enough tribesmen to drive or hunt them.
Zha Liangjie's face turned gloomy.
Unluckily for him, he had just received the task of driving away horse thieves.
He rode his precious mount and led fifty fellow prisoners out with an expressionless face.
"I'm a guard, not a hunting dog, why would I go out for a wander?" Zha Liangjie muttered to himself.
Having said that, he actually understood it in his heart.
There are quite a few people in the Angel tribe, but ever since the Prairie King decided to head east in a big way. Most of the well-trained young people have gone to Yunchui in the east.
As the clan leader's personal bodyguard, he had to act as a generalist for the time being.
As soon as he arrived at the outskirts of the tribe, the clan elder who supervised the construction of the fence raised his hand to him.
"Liangjie. After you get there, you must drive away or kill those horse thieves."
"Don't let others underestimate our Angel tribe."
"Yes, Third Uncle." Zha Liangjie responded loudly.
However, after turning away, he became even more depressed.
What kind of bullshit horse thieves are they? They are clearly the same people who killed Eagle Bird a few days ago.
By killing the eyes in the sky, they may be driving the tiger away from the mountain. Just wait for the guards to take the people away, and then attack in a big way.
Zha Liangjie cursed and walked out.
As soon as he disappeared into the western horizon, An Wenkang came out.
"Are you all ready?" he asked.
"Clan leader, everything is ready." The four murderous drum-holding elders answered loudly.
"You each go in one direction and lead your men to outflank them." An Wenkang looked coldly to the west: "I don't believe that any horse thief can escape this dragnet."
"Remember, you have to catch them alive."
"I want to see which tribe dares to come and twitch our Angel's tiger beard."
"Understood." The four elders clapped their chests and turned to leave.
Soon, long queues were leaving in every direction, east, west, north, and south.
north
Lei Er put down the telescope: "Old Ren, there seems to be something wrong with Angel's movement."
"If this momentum and the number of people are aimed at us," he clicked his tongue and shook his head, "it would look down on us too much."
Ren Ning smiled and said nothing.
The two of them went out frequently these days, not to mention cattle and sheep, and hunted sixteen good horses.
The Angel tribe absolutely hated them to the core, and it was not impossible to send out a large number of people to search for them in such a despondent mood.
He observed it carefully for a while, then looked up at the little eagles flying around.
"There are only two of us. No matter what Angel wants to do, we must be cautious." He pointed at the team coming north, "At least we won't be trapped by the more than 2,000 people first."
"Let's go!" After saying that, Ren Ning got on his horse and left.
Lei Er stuffed a fat leg of lamb into his mouth. When Ben Lei saw his master sitting down, he followed him automatically.
Seven days later, Angel's four drum-holding elders and Zha Liangjie returned to the tribe with their men dejectedly.
Patriarch An Wenkang opened his eyes in disbelief, "Tell me, did you fail to find the person, or did you let them escape?"
The five people looked embarrassed.
Zha Liangjie, who had the lowest status, said bravely: "Clan leader, my subordinates think it was the group of horse thieves who got wind of us. Maybe they would have run away as soon as we went out."
So I came back empty-handed.
"I think this is the only reason." The other drum-holding elders agreed.
An Wenkang's expression changed, and he soon realized something.
His Angel is a large and dominant tribe, and naturally there are all kinds of people in the tribe.
Not everyone supported the royal court's plan to attack Yunchui at the beginning. Some people even left the tribe out of anger and have disappeared since then...
boom!
He slapped the table in front of him hard.
The Yunzhui battle report that had just been received immediately flew around and scattered on the ground.
Cha Liangjie has sharp eyes.
At a glance, I saw the words "heavy casualties".
"Check!" An Wenkang said in a cold tone, "You must find out all these dirty things for me."
