Huan Wen tested the superiority of his army and marched south for three months, passing through the vast Gobi Desert along the way, and finally saw a small Indian tribe with only a few thousand people.
In the shocked eyes of this small tribe, Huan Wen led thousands of Han soldiers to build a fortress here. However, with the establishment of this fortress, other surrounding tribes showed very strong hostility towards the arrival of the Han army. The two sides clashed many times, and in the end it was out of control.
Under this situation, Huan Wen decided to take the initiative and led 500 light cavalry and 500 infantry out of the city and went straight into the Indians' lair. Here, Huan Wen fought fiercely with the Indian leader.
The battle lasted all night, until the sky dimmed, but Huan Wen still had not won. Although he finally killed the Indian leader, his men suffered heavy losses. After a long period of fighting, Constant Temperature was extremely physically taxing, but he did not choose to give up.
When it was almost dusk, Hengwen finally found a hidden cave and got into it.
"Boss..." several soldiers following Hengwen shouted.
Heng Wen shook his head: "I'm fine, just rest! We'll continue playing tomorrow."
After a moment of silence, everyone sat down one after another. They knew this was the only thing they could do.
Constant Wen closed his eyes, breathed slowly and evenly, and prepared to sleep, but at this time he heard noise coming from outside.
"What's going on?" Hengwen asked with a frown.
A soldier stood up and said, "Boss, someone seems to have broken in."
"Asshole!" Heng Wen cursed angrily, jumped down from the stone bed, and walked out of the cave.
As soon as he walked out of the cave, he saw a woman covered in blood running towards us in the distance. The woman's face was covered with tears, her lips were stained with blood, and her clothes were torn in tatters. She was obviously in great danger. Behind her, a dozen horses were chasing madly.
"Stop them quickly!" Hengwen shouted.
The soldiers responsible for guarding the camp immediately picked up their weapons and rushed forward. Their speed was much faster than the horses, and they stopped the horses in place in the blink of an eye.
"Are you okay?" Hengwen walked to the woman's side and asked with concern.
"I...I'm fine, please help me..." the woman cried, grabbing the sleeve of the thermostat.
"Well, I'll help you."
After finishing speaking, Hengwen turned to the people beside him and ordered: "Send her back to the camp first."
"yes!"
…
Half an hour later, Hengwen received the woman in the camp.
"My name is Alyssa, and my brother's name is Akam. Our tribe was attacked by the Indians, and we escaped..."
Alyssa rambled on about her tragic experience, while Hengwen listened quietly.
This girl was robbed by the Indians. When leaving the village, Alyssa's father was wounded by an arrow. Her mother fled with her child in her arms, but she stayed.
"My brother said... our tribe was captured, and all of us died..."
"What did your brother say?"
"My brother said that their leader is a monster and he will eat the entire tribe... We will all die... Wow~"
Alyssa fell to the ground and cried bitterly.
Constant Wen sighed, squatted down and comforted Alyssa for a long time, then took out a pen and paper, took her to a nearby creek, drew her a simple drawing, and told her it was what her brother looked like.
"We need to save your tribe now. If possible, I hope you can join us. Are you willing?"
Alyssa nodded and wiped away the tears on her cheeks: "You are good people, I believe in you!"
"Then, let's set out together after dark!"
…
After nightfall, Hengwen set off with the team. Since Alyssa, a person who was familiar with the route, led the way, the trip went extremely smoothly, and it took only one day to reach the Arkham tribe.
After confirming that this was Arkham's tribe, Heng Wen asked people to surround the place, and then sent soldiers to search for traces of the Arkham brothers and sisters. However, they searched the entire tribe and could not find any trace of the Arkham brothers and sisters.
Constant temperature was a little depressed, but he quickly cheered up.
"Don't worry, maybe they haven't come back yet!" Heng Wen comforted, "Since they can leave quietly when we leave, they must be able to escape our eyes and ears. There must be some other reason why they haven't come back now! "
Everyone nodded after hearing this.
"Then what we have to do now is to ensure their safety and wait for reinforcements to arrive before we can rescue this tribe!" Heng Wen raised his right arm and shouted loudly.
The order of constant temperature was quickly passed to the tribe, and a large number of people soon gathered. These people are all survivors of the Arkham tribe. They are generally young, most of them are only about ten years old, that is, sixteen Between the ages of seven and twenty.
Looking at the crowd gathering, Heng Wen was filled with relief. Although these people are still young, they all have perseverance. Especially after seeing the corpses, these people did not collapse or even cry. This makes Heng Wen feel that even in troubled times, these people are qualified to survive.
"Don't worry, we are here to save you!" Heng Wen said, "Now there are a few things to tell you. First of all, we are from the kingdom of the Indians, and this time, we are here to calm down under the orders of His Majesty the King. Rebellious. In addition, we have food and medicine, enough for you to survive for several years. If you are willing, you can join us and work for us."
"Really?" There was a commotion in the crowd.
"Of course it's true. I can guarantee you with my life that as long as you are willing to follow us, we will treat you as our own people and will never bully you!" Hengwen said.
The crowd boiled again, their eyes became eager and expectant, they were eager to live and escape the fate of slaves.
"Great, someone is finally going to save us, and we want revenge!"
"Yes, we want revenge!"
"We want revenge!"
"Revenge! Revenge!"
For a moment, everyone shouted. There were probably tens of thousands of Indians in this era. With so many people gathered together, Hengwen felt as small as an ant. But this brave emotion infected him, and he couldn't help shouting too.
At this time, Hengwen suddenly noticed a person. The person was wearing a suit of armor, with a scimitar at his waist, and a bow on his back. He was tall and tall, and seemed to have a strong sense of barbarism.
"This hero, what's your name?" Heng Wen asked.
"Hassan." The man laughed, "Are you the chief here?"
"That's right."
Hassan stepped forward and patted Heng Wen on the shoulder, saying, "Then, it's up to you, I believe you."
"Yes." Hengwen nodded in agreement.
Hassan took a step back, then put his hands on his chest and bowed solemnly to the constant temperature. This is a etiquette that is performed once both parties establish a covenant and exchange trust and commitment to each other.
Heng Wen was stunned for a moment, but quickly reacted and bowed in return, imitating Hassan's gesture.
"Then, happy working together."
…
That night, Alyssa moved to the tent they temporarily set up with constant temperature. She seemed quite calm, after all, she was a female warrior who was used to wind and waves, but her body was still trembling.
Heng Wen touched the top of her head and said softly: "Alyssa, relax."
Alyssa shook her head and said, "I'm used to it, I'm not afraid."
Hengwen gently stroked her hair and said, "Alyssa, don't worry, after we leave, I will let you get a new life."
"Really?" Alyssa asked in surprise, "You...are you the Chosen One?"
"I am." Hengwen said, "We are here to rescue you."
Alyssa's eyes widened: "But you... are the most beautiful human being I have ever seen. I always thought you were different from others."
"I know you misunderstood, but none of this is important." Heng Wen said, "You should rest now. You will know tomorrow."
Alyssa nodded, then lay down obediently and fell asleep.
****
At the foot of a mountain, a young man was lying on a tree, observing the surrounding environment through the dense branches and leaves. His eyes were so sharp that he seemed to be able to see clearly what was going on outside through the thick leaves.
Suddenly, his penis shrank violently. A huge head emerged from the grass in the distance, and that thing was slowly crawling out of the grass.
This was a wolfdog, huge in size, with shiny fur all over its body. It was holding a grass stem in its mouth and walked slowly to the side of the horse.
It stretched out its paws and pulled at the mane under the horse's neck, waking the horse.
"Ouch--" A horse neighed, then stood up, raised its leg and kicked it hard.
Then the dog rolled far away, rolled on the ground, and jumped up again. It was obviously angry and lunged at the horse. The horse was startled, turned around and ran away. The dog chased the horse for several hundred meters before finally stopping, breathing heavily.
"The Beauty of the Sun and the Moon"
At this time, another head poked out from the bushes in the distance. It was an owl, looking down at the dog, and then barking at the dog. The dog was immediately frightened and ran away.
"Meow-meow-meow-"
The owl hooted a few more times and then burrowed into the bushes again.
At this time, the horse that ran away just now came back, limped over, and then nudged the dog's belly with its head.
"Woof woof woof woof -" the dog barked a few words, then darted deeper into the bushes and disappeared.
The owl flew out again, circled in the air a few times, and then went back into the bushes.
…
Hengwen and his group were busy in the camp, and Hengwen was responsible for managing these people. He needs to know what kind of state they are in now.
These people are emotionally unstable, and they all have the shadow of their companions being burned to death. Under such circumstances, they are not suitable for the battlefield. However, Constant Temperature had already anticipated this outcome.
At this time, a cavalryman ran over in a hurry: "General, a group of wild beasts came outside and have now attacked the village. What should we do?"
"Beast?" Hengwen frowned, "Is it an enemy of Black Rock City?"
"I'm not sure about that," said the trooper, "but we must be ready."
Heng Wen sighed: "Okay, pass the order, everyone is on alert, we have to meet the enemy."
"yes!"
"Wait a moment."
The cavalryman stopped and turned to look at the constant temperature in confusion. Hengwen pondered for a moment and said: "You go and notify our brothers and sisters. I want them to participate in this defensive battle. They are all strong and have rich experience in wilderness survival. They may be able to help us."
The cavalryman nodded and said: "I understand, please don't worry, I will definitely bring the message to you."
With that said, he left in a hurry.
After the cavalry left, Hengwen sat next to the bonfire and silently looked at the bonfire in front of him.
"Don't you want to say something?" A voice suddenly sounded. Hengwen turned around and looked over. It was Harris.
Hengwen looked at Harris and smiled. "We're a team now," he said.
Harris said: "Yes, we are a group of people. Your team already has more than 3,000 people. We are no longer a primitive tribe. We are now a regular army."
"Regular troops?" Heng Wen said, "That's quite interesting what you said."
"What's wrong?" Harris asked.
Heng Wen shook his head and said: "Actually, I have never understood why you think we are a 'regular' army now. We just borrowed some supplies from the transportation team and barely scraped together enough food, but if we encounter a large number of orc troops , I’m afraid we will still die, right?”
Harris smiled and said: "I think what you should consider now is when we are going to leave here. The villagers nearby have moved away, leaving only us shepherds and the children."
Heng Wen thought for a while and said, "We are going to take advantage of the chaos to rob a bullock cart and escape from this ghost place."
"That's right." Harris looked at him with admiration, "The Heng Wen I know is not only superb in martial arts, but also extremely courageous. He is worthy of being Luo Yin's disciple."
Constant temperature said: "But we still lack a few tools."
"Oh?" Harris asked with interest, "What kind of tool do you want?"
"Firearms." Hengwen said, "Isn't there a blacksmith shop here?"
Harris said: "Of course, we have a blacksmith shop. Do you want to buy some guns?"
"Well, I hope we can find suitable ammunition and explosives." Hengwen said seriously, "We must find enough weapons and equipment as soon as possible, otherwise we will be too dangerous."
"No problem. Just hold Jingguan on my body.
Naturally, he attaches great importance to the importance of weapons and equipment. He would not be reassured if he left this matter to others. Only by leaving it to him can he feel reassured.
