The army had just left, and everyone who was constantly wandering on the edge of life and death was already tired.
Qi Yuan looked away when he saw Zaha's firm eyes.
Zaha is qualified as a leader, but he cannot be called excellent.
If he really had the foresight, he should have anticipated today's crisis when Urim began to annex various tribes.
If he does not choose to unite with other small tribes to form a powerful force, then the powerful tribe will make Ulimu dare not break up.
No matter how bad the decision is, you can still choose to follow the trend and actively surrender to part of the benefits in exchange for a chance to survive.
It is most foolish to expect a predator to reason with him.
Zaha's love for the tribe is unquestioned and his bravery is obvious.
He has the courage and is calm enough but lacks some foresight and planning.
Under the current annexation, no matter how many cattle and sheep you have, you will not be able to survive the winter, but will attract disaster.
Qi Yuan got off his horse and walked toward the extinguished bonfire with the fire folder.
An Jiu followed Qi Yuan one step behind.
The Mongolian soldiers behind him also dismounted and guarded Qi Yuan.
The angel didn't speak, and they didn't know what to say, so the surroundings became quiet.
The direction of things like this made Zaha suspicious. He thought it was the cavalry of the Urim army.
But now it seems not?
Zaha and others were still far away from the bonfire. By the time Qi Yuan and others reached the bonfire, Zaha could no longer see anyone.
Only a group of horses were left and they began to look for a place to rest.
Zaha's tribe looked at the familiar horses with astonished expressions.
"Chief, it's our horse!"
The cavalry found their horses and stroked their manes with an expression of disbelief.
Their horses had followed the messengers away, but now they were back with them again along with the group of people.
Lost and found, everyone who was out of danger had mixed emotions for a while.
When facing the siege of the Urim army, they were thinking that if they had not lost their horses, maybe they would be able to come back faster and not be passive.
With war horses, their cavalry can protect their tribe.
But such thoughts were completely abandoned after seeing Urim's huge army.
Now that they were out of danger, they felt lucky to see their horses.
If their cavalry rushed back like this, a battle might be inevitable.
Not only would they lose their war horses, but they would also lose the lives of their clan members.
In the face of huge strength, their little cavalry can't change anything at all. Instead, it will anger Ulimu and cause greater casualties.
Although they have been passive after losing their horses, they have not dared to act rashly because they have lost their confidence.
This allowed Urim to remain patient and try to let Zaha and others be his cavalry.
Compared with the casualties caused by the battle, now they just suffered a fright and lost their residence.
But at least they all survived.
Zaha stroked his horse, and after figuring out the joints, he understood Qi Yuan's intention of taking the horse away.
Based on his past pride, he would never give in to Ulimu. That would only put the clansmen into a more dangerous situation.
The wind direction on the grassland has changed, and the strength of Ulimu's army has far exceeded their expectations. Now that Wulimu has a grudge against them, where is their way out?
Zaha thought of the crowd disappearing into the darkness.
I thought of someone.
The young man from the Central Plains who calls himself the envoy of God.
Zaha knew that he had more strength than strength and lack of brains. In the past situation, he could lead his people to live peacefully, but now it is already a problem just to protect the lives of his people.
Maybe that Central Plains boy can really lead them to follow the guidance of Changshengtian?
When the tribesmen saw the horses, they all thought of the departed angel.
Thinking of the abnormal appearance of many wolves and golden eagles, everyone firmly believed at this moment that the boy from the Central Plains was the one guided by Changshengtian.
It is precisely with the blessing of Changshengtian that they can get through the difficulties without any danger.
Zaha listened to the discussion of the tribesmen, looked quietly in the direction of Qi Yuan, mounted his horse with a determined expression and chased after him.
Seeing that Zaha was going to chase the divine envoy, several members of the tribe also followed Zaha on horseback.
As soon as the whip was raised, several people chased him out.
Zaha opened his eyes wide and looked for Qi Yuan's figure in the dark night.
Even if he had to die to apologize for his crime today, he would let the divine messenger return to their tribe! !
Qi Yuan led the Mongolian soldiers around to the back of the extinguished bonfire, looking for materials that could be lit.
The local heavy rain in Tuanzi extinguished the bonfire, and a group of people in Qiyuan spent a long time looking for something to make a fire.
A group of people squatted on the ground to find some dry materials and placed them in front of the slope in the distance.
Fortunately, there was strength in numbers, and a small pile of burning materials was quickly gathered.
Qi Yuan held a fire seal in one hand and a cloth strip in the other.
Hearing the clatter of horse hooves, he turned his head and glanced.
Only a few black shadows were seen flashing past.
Qi Yuan: What happened? ?
Qi Yuan, who took one look and then looked away, blew up the fire stick and ignited the cloth strips, protecting the flames and igniting the fire.
The sparks turned into sparks, and the sparks danced in the pyre, slowly igniting and then glowing.
A group of people gathered around the fire to block the cold wind. The fire gradually grew bigger, and people felt a sense of warmth. They stretched out their hands to warm themselves up.
The dark clouds dispersed, and Qi Yuan placed the Mongolian soldier's armor on the soft grass and shrank back in front of the fire.
Practicing martial arts to keep fit, but he seemed to be an exception.
People who practice martial arts have internal strength so that the temperature will not be unbearable, but Qi Yuan has clearly felt that this body is already heating up.
This is very outrageous.
It was clear that he had cultivated his internal strength, but his weak body did not get better.
Qi Yuan stretched out his hands to feel the warmth of the fire, using his internal energy to relieve the discomfort in his body.
It seems that those people don't look down on him that much, at least they know not to give him a strong body.
Ye Wenxi's soul does not know whether it is dead or alive, but the consciousness of heaven in this world has dissipated and can only be transformed into the rules of the world.
Only when the rules of the world are perfected and enough merit has been accumulated will the Heavenly Way gather consciousness, but this will take an extremely long time.
Long enough for the civilization of the world's creatures to go through several reincarnations.
Thinking of this, Qi Yuan just stretched his hand forward.
Seeing Qi Yuan shivering coldly, Geshetu took off his coat and handed it to Qi Yuan.
"Master God Envoy, the night on the grassland is cold and cold, I hope you don't mind it."
Geshetu looked worried and a little embarrassed because he was afraid of rejection.
Qi Yuan looked at Geshe Tu gratefully, took the coat and put it on, feeling a little warm.
"Sometimes you have to pay a price to know something."
Qi Yuan's eyes were deep, then he tilted his head and looked at the Zaha tribe who were gathering towards them and smiled.
"But it's worth it, isn't it?"
Qi Yuan turned around and looked at Gexi Tu with a gentle smile.
Geshetu quickly realized the meaning behind Qi Yuan's words, and looked at Qi Yuan with even more respect.
