When the enemies from the north appeared, Yan Liuyuan led all of the tribes eastward.
Disregarding everything else, the nomads' migration speed was still very fast. The adults herded the cows and sheep, and all of the supplies were placed on the backs of the cows.
The children were ignorant and did not understand what was happening. They only felt that it was especially lively and cheerful when everyone set off together.
The young boys and girls ran around the cows and sheep like crazy. When it was mealtime, they would return to their parents' side and kneel in Yan Liuyuan's direction before eating their meals.
No one objected to Yan Liuyuan's decision. Even the most courageous and domineering Kirghiz Yan did not say anything else.
Only Sister Xiaoyu went to look for Yan Liuyuan and said, "Liuyuan, we can't just leave like this. If we leave, have you thought about what will happen to the people in the south?"
Yan Liuyuan looked at Sister Xiaoyu. "Big Sis, this tribe in the north is definitely much larger than we imagined. We've only encountered their advance guard. Even if I have my wolf pack, we won't be able to hold them off. The nomads won't be able to survive in the gap between the Central Plains and the north."
Sister Xiaoyu said, "I'm not asking you to stay behind to hold them off."
"Then why?" Yan Liuyuan wondered.
Sister Xiaoyu said in seriousness, "Send someone to the south to inform them that there are enemies."
"Big Sis, the Central Plains people don't treat us as friends," Yan Liuyuan said in a low voice.
"But we came from there. Have you ever considered that your brother might be in the Central Plains? Wang Fugui, Jiang Wu, and the others might also be by his side. What if the troops from the north march straight in and hurt them?" Sister Xiaoyu said patiently, "You have to give your brother some time to prepare! Give the Central Plains people some time to prepare. "
When Yan Liuyuan heard this, he finally nodded. "Big Sis, you're right."
For Sister Xiaoyu, even though she had come to the north and become the master of the grasslands, her thoughts were still in the south. From the perspective of belonging and identity, she still hoped that the south would not be invaded by other tribes.
Yan Liuyuan called Hassan over. "Choose one of your bravest warriors and have him ride the fastest horse to Stronghold 176."
Hassan was stunned. "Master, what do you mean?"
"Go tell the people at Stronghold 176 that a stronger enemy is coming from the north," Yan Liuyuan said.
"But Master, didn't we kill all of Stronghold 176's overseers?" Hassan asked.
You don't understand the people of the Central Plains. The other consortiums are more than happy that we've killed the people from Stronghold 176. There must be a new owner over there now. "After saying that, Yan Liuyuan continued heading east.
Hassan obeyed Yan Liuyuan's orders and found his warriors to prepare their horses and set off immediately.
This warrior rode a tall and strong horse all the way to the south. Other than letting the horse rest and catch its breath, he did not waste a single minute.
It wasn't until the fifth day that he finally saw the outline of Stronghold 176's walls.
The broken stronghold had not been repaired yet, but scaffolding had been erected outside the city. It looked like construction was underway.
The warrior mustered up his courage and walked towards the stronghold. The troops stationed outside the stronghold quickly discovered him and acted as though they were facing a formidable enemy.
It wasn't until the Wang Clan's garrison troops realized he was the only one who had come this time that they sent out a platoon.
When the nomadic warrior saw the armed soldiers rushing over, he stroked the cheek of the horse beside him. "Wait for me in the forest in the north for a day. If I don't come back, go back to Master and bring my soul back with you. I hope that on the day you return, all our friends in the grasslands will whisper my name."
With that, Kuan patted the horse's butt, and the horse galloped north.
Kuan raised his hands high in the face of the troops who had come to capture him. "I'm here on behalf of the nomads to deliver a message. There's a stronger enemy coming from the north. My master hopes that you'll be prepared."
The Wang Clan's soldiers did not stop. They quickly pinned Kuan to the ground until they were sure he was tied up before carrying him back to the troops.
The commander of the Wang Clan's troops looked at Kuan. "You said the enemy from the north is coming? Aren't you our enemy? Aren't you afraid that I'll skin you alive to avenge our Central Plains people by coming here alone? "
Kuan smiled proudly and said, "Why would the warriors under Master be afraid of death? I just want to tell you that our tribe has already migrated east. Master said that the enemy coming from the north is even more terrifying than you can imagine, so you better be prepared. "
The commander of the Wang Clan's troops asked, "You mean, further north in the grasslands?"
"That's right!" Kuan replied.
"Alright, thank your master for his kindness." The commander of the Wang Clan's troops waved his hand. "Shoot him and hang him in the middle of the stronghold. Tell the residents of Stronghold 176 that our Wang Clan will no longer let them be bullied after we arrive. We'll slowly avenge them."
After saying that, the soldier pushed Hiro out. Hiro laughed heartily, and his laughter was exceptionally hearty.
…
Far away in Stronghold 61, Ren Xiaosu did not go anywhere for the past few days. He stayed at home every day and came up with different ways to cook for Yang Xiaojin. After all, when Yang Xiaojin was feeling unwell, he still had to have the desire to live.
Wang Shengzhi did not seem to be in a hurry to take Ren Xiaosu to see how the artificial intelligence operated. Ren Xiaosu's life seemed to have calmed down again.
As Ren Xiaosu was making soup, the phone in the house suddenly rang.
He was a little surprised. This was a landline phone in the house. Who would call here? Could it be Wang Shengzhi?
Ren Xiaosu walked over and answered the call. "Hello?"
However, there was no response from the other end of the line.
Ren Xiaosu raised his eyebrows. "Hello?! Who is this? "
A young woman's voice rang out on the other end of the line. "Is this Ren Xiaosu?"
"Li Ran?" Ren Xiaosu was stunned. Other than Yang Xiaojin, Li Ran was the only other woman in this stronghold who knew him. However, the voice on the other end of the line did not sound like Li Ran either.
The voice on the other end of the line said, "I'm not Li Ran. Li Ran left the stronghold at 14: 31 PM yesterday."
Ren Xiaosu was stunned. "Then who are you?"
"You can call me Lingling." The girl's voice was crisp and pleasant. "Can I talk to you for a bit?"
Ren Xiaosu glanced outside. "I'm sorry, but I can't chat with the opposite sex."
With a snap, Ren Xiaosu hung up.
Yang Xiaojin, who was outside, asked, "Who called you? I heard the phone ringing."
"Oh, no one. I might have dialed the wrong number," Ren Xiaosu answered.
After that, Ren Xiaosu turned around and frowned as he looked at the silent phone. He suddenly felt like he had found an extremely important clue, but he was not too sure.
However, Ren Xiaosu was not in a hurry. He felt the other party would call back again.
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