"Mr. Yan, we can't continue like this. We lost 2,500 cavalry this time, and there are not many war horses in the clan. See if you can come up with a charter." A middle-aged man said.
Mrs. Yan looked at him with disdain, feeling disgusted in her heart. Such a person who huddled behind was extremely cowardly. He usually hid behind him. How could he have the courage to talk to him like this.
But now she could sigh helplessly, seeing that the tribe of 30,000 people was crumbling, and she was helpless.
"Did anyone send someone out to ask for help from my Ding Ling clan?" asked the Yan family helplessly.
The middle-aged man said depressedly, "I have sent people out a long time ago. They should be back according to the journey, but there is still no news."
He changed the topic and said, "Ms. Yan, how about this? You marry me and I help you organize soldiers and we fight back?"
Mr. Yan was stunned, she didn't expect that this man's fox tail was finally exposed. He was usually very quiet and fearful of death. He was really more vicious than the jackals on the grassland.
"Humph, shall I marry you? If the patriarch comes back..."
An angry look immediately appeared on the middle-aged man's face. He took a few steps forward and said angrily.
"I'm telling you, the clan leader is dead. It's been so many days. If there was any news, he would have been back long ago."
He waved his hand back and said loudly, "No one can help you except me now, Mr. Yan, do you want to think about it?"
"I might as well tell you that I have gathered two hundred soldiers now. As long as we stick to this place, no enemy will be able to break in."
Yan's face was warm and angry, but she did not dare to show it. Those who were loyal to the clan leader and herself had been taken away long ago.
At this time, a maid next to Yan couldn't help but cursed, "Wen Dexun, who do you think you are? Is this a place where you can be so arrogant?"
The middle-aged man's expression changed, he stepped forward, grabbed the maid's hair, threw her to the ground, and stepped on her face.
This foot was like a deep stamp on Yan's face. It depends on the owner to beat the dog. It was obvious that he had already broken his skin.
Mr. Yan said expressionlessly, "Now it's not a matter of whether I marry you or not, but of figuring out how to handle the matter."
"Not only did we lose 2,500 cavalry, but also the young men of the tribe were burned to the ground. How about we organize the manpower and break out of the encirclement as a whole tribe."
Wen Dexun's eyes flashed, he thought for a while, and asked, "Where are we going to break out?"
Yan's eyes flashed, revealing a relatively charming look, "My mother's family, my mother's family is a big family, they will definitely be able to withstand this crisis."
This time, the Dakun tribe has been stunned. They don't even know the enemy's information, or even who the enemy is. How can they deal with this?
Only when you see a move can you remove it. Now they are encountering Dugu Nine Swords. How can they remove someone who has no move?
Looking at the sexy and charming Ms. Yan, Wen Dexun could not hide the obsession and desire in his eyes.
She used to be aloof, but now he could trample on her at will. Such a strong contrast made his whole body excited.
But people who can hide their motives and fear death are naturally extremely suspicious. When he thought about it for a moment, his expression suddenly changed.
He said in a cold voice, "Mr. Yan, you are beautiful, even more beautiful than Beihai, but your heart is more vicious than that jackal."
"Your mother's clan is a big clan. If I go with you, won't I be entrusting my life to you? If you turn against me then, won't I be dead?"
Yan's heart felt cold. She didn't expect that this person usually couldn't see anything, but now he was so shrewd.
Mr. Yan thought for a while, then suddenly smiled and said, "Wen Dexun, you are wrong. There are more than 20,000 of us. Although we are not a wealthy family, we still have capital."
"When I leave my mother's clan, my brothers and sisters will definitely regard me as a threat. In the end, I have to rely on you, otherwise I might be annexed."
According to the rules on the grassland, a married daughter is also a member of another family. If you go alone, of course you will be treated as a relative, but you can go with so many people.
It will inevitably arouse the jealousy of your elder brothers and younger brothers, fearing that you will seize power.
Wen Dexun nodded and said that.
He grabbed the maid's head and smiled maliciously at Mr. Yan.
"That's it, this woman belongs to me tonight."
Yanshi smiled softly, "No problem, when we get to the mother clan, I will be yours too."
"Hahahaha, okay~~~!"
Under the desperate look of the maid, Wen Dexun laughed and dragged her out.
When Wen Dexun left, an expression of disgust immediately appeared on Yan's face.
As long as Wen Dexun is deceived into his mother's clan, and based on his relationship with his elder brother and younger brother, he must be cut into pieces. He can also merge more than 20,000 people into his mother's clan.
Wen Dexun also suffered a big loss from his class. He was not a noble to begin with, so he naturally knew things among the nobles very well.
As long as the Yan family returns to their mother clan, what awaits him is the most severe torture in the world, the kind of fate where he cannot live but cannot die.
When the order to migrate was given, the tribesmen who were originally unwilling to leave had no choice but to pack their bags under Wen Dexun's threat.
Every household needs to take care of their own reindeer and wrap their own tents.
In this kind of environment, tents are absolutely hard currency. The clan leader and the Yan family only use wooden houses when there are important events, and they usually stay in tents.
Wen Dexun was a little suspicious at first, but when the migration process began, bad news kept coming one after another.
Only then did he realize that things were worse than he imagined. A large number of families who went out to herd reindeer had strangely lost contact.
Although many families herd their own reindeer, they also take their own reindeer out to herd.
If something goes wrong with these reindeer, doesn't it mean that there are enemies nearby?
As soon as this idea came up, Wen Dexun had no time to doubt the Yan family and frantically called on his subordinates to start sorting things out, which would take at least two or three days.
The tent can only be folded up on the last day, otherwise you may freeze to death before even getting through the night.
In the Dieike family's camp, a large number of tents were set up.
The two cavalrymen ran back despite the cold, and saluted Ran Jing as soon as they entered the door.
Ran Jing immediately said, "You two, please warm up quickly."
The soldiers nearby took out tea leaves and ran out a cup of hot tea and handed it to the two soldiers who were about to freeze.
"Ran, General Ran, we observed that their entire tribe began to organize their things and drive the reindeer away, as if..."
The soldier was stammering as he spoke, obviously very cold.
Another soldier quickly added, "We suspect that the whole family is preparing to migrate, and they should know that the reindeer people are missing."
Ran Jing narrowed his eyes, stood up suddenly, walked around the tent, thought for a while and then said.
"Zhu Hongfang, please notify us immediately. We will all gather together and bring Molotov cocktails during the ugly day."
Zhu Hongfang accepted the order and walked outside. Judging from his brisk steps, it was obvious that he was also curious about what it felt like to throw a Molotov cocktail.
They only had a rough training. The most important thing was to smash the glass jar on a hard place, and to hold it firmly and not to drop it under their feet.
For this plan, Ran Jing killed more than a dozen reindeer for the soldiers to eat. In such a cold environment, he didn't know what calories and calories were, so he knew that it was always right to feed the soldiers meat.
Time passed in the blink of an eye, and Zhu Hongfang emerged from the tent early and sounded the gong.
In just a few minutes, a large number of soldiers rushed out wearing clothes and armor.
The sky at this time seemed like daylight. Such extreme daylight was incomprehensible to the Xia people, but after staying there for so many days, they had already gotten used to it.
All the captured heads were placed in a special tent with the names of our own soldiers engraved on the heads, otherwise there would be confusion.
For the last fifty warriors, the sides of the horses were filled with incendiary bottles. In order to prevent them from being shattered in the jolt, Ran Jing specially shoveled some snow in.
He felt that alcohol was very strange. It was as clear as water, but it didn't freeze.
Even if the alcohol freezes slightly, just take out the ice and throw it away.
After an hour of traveling, when a group of people arrived at the Dakun tribe, they saw nothing but silence.
Ran Jing sat on the war horse and said to Zhu Hongfang, "This time we will act in one word, quickly."
"The Ding Ling people have the habit of domesticating mastiff dogs. If they want to make a sudden attack, they only have a short period of time. Just follow what we deployed yesterday."
Zhu Hongfang said excitedly, "General, don't worry, the general will arrange the soldiers as quickly as possible."
Ran Jing nodded, and with a wave of the iron sword, the cavalry, who were originally suppressing speed, rushed towards the Dakun camp.
When about two hundred people entered the Dakun tribe's territory, the two soldiers at the back quickly dismounted, blocked the exit, poured alcohol and set fire to them.
After setting the fire, two soldiers came to the nearby tent and only heard a few muffled groans. When the two soldiers got out, their bodies were covered with a lot of blood.
There were several guards at that location. For them, the door was clear. After all, the scouts had been there for many days and their movement track had already been figured out.
The two hundred people were divided into two teams, one team of fifty people and the other team of one hundred and fifty people.
A team of fifty people followed behind, each holding a torch and riding slowly. When they saw a larger tent, they lit the Molotov cocktail and smashed it under the frozen tent.
In an instant, everyone burst into flames. Although the tents here were made of tanned animal fur, they were only waterproof and not fireproof.
Coupled with the fact that it moved from bottom to top, it didn't take long for the fire to rush upward, and in a short time, the entire tent could be ignited.
The cavalry of one hundred and fifty people, carrying long weapons such as long swords and halberds, passed by a tent.
If the tent is small, just blow it away; if it is a large tent, use a sharp blade to cut the tent.
The originally quiet and peaceful Dakun tribe suddenly burst into flames, and the mastiffs barked fiercely.
