No one dared to investigate at night. There were also people like Ning Que who knew what had happened and didn't want to investigate. The next morning, people in the camp found that the Horse Gang, which had been closely following not far from the north, had disappeared without a trace. However, before they could rejoice, they heard horse hooves and sharp whistles again. The Horse Gang came again in the morning, but they kept a distance vigilantly, not as arrogant as yesterday.
Zhuo Zhihua summoned the Yan army general and severely reprimanded him. After all, these girls from the Great River Kingdom were cultivators of the Black Ink Garden, so they had a different identity. The Yan army general could only listen to the reprimand. Then he organized the team and left the camp. Ignoring the Horse Gang who were patrolling outside, they crossed a gentle slope to the south and continued to march towards the northeast palace.
It was not until they left the camp that they saw a few charred horse corpses in the southwest direction. They thought it was probably the result of the chaos last night. The charred horse corpses had been eaten by the wild wolves in the Wilderness. Their limbs were broken and looked terrible. There were white burn marks on the gravel, as if it had been burned for a whole night. Both the Yan cavalry and the ordinary coachmen were frightened and no one dared to speak.
In the following days, the Horse Gang continued to follow the grain team, but they seemed to be more cautious. They harassed but did not attack, nor did they attack. For some reason, they were divided into several small teams. The Horse Gang closest to the grain team only had about ten riders, but each of them had two horses. Obviously, they were greedy for speed.
They had been in the Wilderness for a long time and were not far from the Left-Tent palace. If the elite cavalry ran at full speed, it would only take about four or five days to arrive. But now they were moving slowly with the grain wagons and people. Based on the current speed, it would take at least half a month to meet with the cavalry of the palace.
And after Ning Que's words, people felt that the origin of the Horse Gang was a little strange. They could not help but feel confused. They thought that even if they met with the cavalry of the palace, they might not be really safe.
The number of Horse Gang wandering around was sometimes large and sometimes small. But there was always a certain number of them in sight to maintain the pressure on the grain team. Several days passed. Although the two sides did not really fight, the fear of being attacked at any time and the silent and oppressive atmosphere caused the morale of the grain team to gradually slacken, especially the pale-faced civilian workers. It seemed that if there was a thunder in the sky, they would probably be scared to death.
Zhuo Zhihua came to the side of the carriage and looked anxiously at the figures of the Horse Gang in the distant sky. She said, "We must make these Horse Gang afraid. If we let them follow us like this, we may be defeated on our own before they attack us. Moreover, there are other benefits in staying further away."
It was not convenient to explain the advantages of being further away. The disciples of Black Ink Garden around the horse carriage were well aware of it. If there was a danger of the camp collapsing, the Horse Gang would be further away. As for what would happen to the Yan army and civilians, no one could care too much about it in this dangerous Wilderness.
Ning Que did not participate in the discussion.
The Tang Empire and the Great River Kingdom had been on good terms for generations. His relationship with these girls was also very good. But after all, he was taking advantage of the situation to enter the Wilderness. At this dangerous moment, it was not convenient for him to express too many opinions.
In addition, the more important reason was that his attention was always on the horse carriage.
It fell on the girl in white with straight eyebrows, Mo Shanshan.
After seeing the Fire Talisman that night, he vaguely guessed the identity of the girl in white in the horse carriage. Thinking of returning from the Wilderness last spring with the disguised Tang Princess, he could not help but feel a little emotional about the fate arranged by Haotian and his own luck. If he could be with such a person, no matter how dangerous it was, it would be a little less.
There were more Yan cavalry escorting the grain team than the Horse Gang. Together with the girl disciples from Black Ink Garden, it was difficult to distinguish the strength of the two sides. Perhaps it was for this reason that the Horse Gang always followed the grain team closely and did not choose to attack. Since the tragedy of the wildfire that day, there was not even a night attack.
The Horse Gang did not launch a night attack, but the grain team could not relax their patrols at night. They were even more nervous every night. Perhaps no one could see it, but every time Ning Que woke up in the middle of the night, he would see Mo Shanshan in white appear outside the camp at night. He knew that she was setting up a talisman array.
This went on for several days. No matter how strong the girl Mo Shanshan was, her Psyche Power was rapidly consumed, and she could not support it for a long time. Seeing the slightly round cheeks behind the curtain gradually thin and pale, Ning Que finally decided to take action.
He learned Talisman Taoism from Master Yan Se, and understood that before entering the Knowing Destiny Divine Talisman Master State, the characteristics of Talisman Taoism determined that a Talisman Master could only focus on defense and cooperation, and it was difficult to take the initiative to attack. Although Mo Shanshan's state was unfathomable, she obviously lacked a lot of experience in the application of Talisman Taoism in the battle.
It was late at night, and there was no half moon in the sky, only a few stars. The camp was brightly lit, but the surrounding Wilderness was dark, and no one knew how many hidden dangers there were.
The carriage slightly shook, and Mo Shanshan quietly got off. She was ready to go outside the camp to draw talisman arrays. Suddenly, her eyes slightly brightened, and she turned around and coldly looked at the inconspicuous small tent behind the carriage.
Ning Que opened the tent curtain and walked out. He looked at her and said, "If you are alone, the Horse Gang outside will not be able to stop you. But you are not alone. You have to take care of so many companions and grain wagons, and I don't know how many days you have to take care of them. You can't hold on like this."
Mo Shanshan looked at him, as if she was looking at the dark night behind him. Her eyes were cold and indifferent. Then she slightly lowered her eyes, and her long and slightly sparse eyelashes gently blinked, but she did not say a word.
Ning Que looked at her expression and continued, "If you are a Divine Talisman Master, you can burn all the Horse Gang with a talisman. The problem is that you are not a Divine Talisman Master, so you have to change your method."
Mo Shanshan raised her head, looked at him and indifferently asked, "What method?"
Ning Que said, "Whether the Horse Gang outside is real or fake, or whether they are raised by the Left-Tent palace or the Yan people, we have to use the Horse Gang's method to deal with them."
The extremely faint starlight fell on Mo Shanshan's beautiful but somewhat dull face, reflecting her black eyebrows more clearly. She looked at Ning Que and asked after a moment of silence, "What method?"
"There can only be one reason for the Horse Gang to take action, and that is profit. As long as they are sure that the price they pay will exceed the profit, they will naturally retreat."
Ning Que said, "Obviously, the Horse Gang's intelligence missed you. They don't know your existence, so they are forced to change their plan. Then we have already taken the lead."
Mo Shanshan looked at him quietly, and suddenly asked, "Do you know who I am?"
Ning Que did not answer this question.
Mo Shanshan repeated the previous question, "What method can we use to drive away the Horse Gang?"
Ning Que replied, "The so-called Horse Gang is a thief when mounted, and a citizen when dismounted. They don't believe in moral judgment, nor do they care about the general trend of the world. They only care about whose knife is sharper. If we want to frighten or scare them away, as I said, we have to use the Horse Gang's method."
Mo Shanshan continued to repeat, "What method?"
Ning Que looked at the girl's beautiful but indifferent cheeks, and suddenly laughed, saying, "As I said, the Horse Gang's method."
He was very persistent and bored, but Mo Shanshan was even more persistent and bored than him, and continued to repeat, "What method?"
Ning Que shook his head and replied with a smile, "We will become thieves on the horse and kill them."
Mo Shanshan replied concisely, "I won't kill anyone."
Ning Que said concisely, "I can teach you."
Mo Shanshan replied concisely, "Okay."
After a moment, Ning Que led the Big Black Horse, and Mo Shanshan led a white horse. They slowly walked towards the dark Wilderness outside the camp. The night wind blew the girl's fine hair on her temples, and she suddenly asked, "Where did these Horse Gang come from?"
Ning Que could not make an accurate judgment about the Horse Gang that surrounded them and seemed to be ready to attack at any time. He was familiar with the Wilderness in the west and the Horse Gang in the Wilderness. Even if he started from the cause of the incident, he still lacked enough information and the ability to analyze the political situation.
The grain team supervised by the girls of the Great River Kingdom carried the goodwill of the countries in the Central Plains, and the intention of the Divine Hall to negotiate for peace. Now that the situation in the Wilderness was tense, the authentic Horse Gang with a keen sense of smell had long disappeared. The Horse Gang that appeared now obviously wanted to kill and rob the grain. Their purpose had nothing to do with the grain, but to sabotage the peace talks.
There were not many forces that had a reason to do so. The Desolate Man's tribe that moved south from the Cold Region of the Far North should not be able to raise such a large group of Horse Gang in such a short period of time. The Yuelun Kingdom wanted to frame the people of the Great River Kingdom, but no one would be so bored and sinister just for a warm stream. The Yan Kingdom had been suffering from the Left-Tent palace for a long time, and they did not want to miss the opportunity to pacify the north. However, would the Emperor of Yan secretly take the risk of offending the Divine Hall?
After thinking about it, Ning Que could only think of the simplest possibilities. Once all of them were eliminated, he could not think of anyone else who had the ability to raise such a large group of Horse Gang on the grassland.
However, it was not a big problem for him that he could not figure it out. Ning Que's attitude towards the Horse Gang, who he had been dealing with for many years, had always been very clear — only dead Horse Gangs were good Horse Gangs.
Then, he would kill the dozen or so Horse Gang closest to him first.
There were clouds floating above the night sky, covering the last few remaining stars. Far away from the lights of the camp, the surrounding Wilderness was dark, and only the faint sound of horse hooves could be heard.
Coming to the meadow about an arrow's length away from the dozen or so Horse Gang stalking them, Ning Que gently lifted the reins. The Big Black Horse shook its head impatiently, but it still stopped as instructed.
The Horse Gang was naturally vigilant. Even the faintest sound of horse hooves would wake them up from their sleep.
Ning Que slightly exerted strength in his waist and abdomen, his feet stepped on the stirrups to stand up, and he took out the boxwood bow from behind.
Mo Shanshan glanced at him and thought, "What's the use of arrows at such a distance?"
The Horse Gang in the distance had already woken up and were ready to fight.
In the dark night, Ning Que could not see his five fingers holding the bow, so he quietly looked in that direction, and then slowly closed his eyes. He put an arrow on the bow, aimed at an unknown place, and then released the bowstring.
The bowstring vibrated and hummed in the night sky.
A Horse Gang in the distance was shot in the chest by an arrow. Blood spurted out, and he fell to the ground with a muffled groan.
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(I had a bad cold for a whole day, and I almost fainted. Damn it, fortunately I wrote it out, damn it …) (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian.Com to vote for it. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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