In spring, the grass is tender.
At the foot of Juying Slope, a grand departure ceremony is underway.
Lin Ji stood in the still cold spring breeze with a thousand horse cavalry, and accepted everyone's farewell and blessings with a solemn expression.
By his side, Bayang and Yuanxiao also led people to drive livestock, pull tents, and prepare to go to the east and west sides of Juyingpo to establish a new branch according to the division of forest traces.
Because Lin Rui was fighting in front, Juyingpo still needed to retain a considerable reserve force, so this time the division spread outward, temporarily only four divisions, that is, two divisions in the east and west.
Juyingpo still retains half of the population.
Yuan Xiao and Bayang have arranged the stations on both sides, and they will also rush back soon to prepare for the battle of Lin Ruins.
In the team of Lin Ruins, Xiaobai still rode an elephant alone, holding a big knife.
The ghost eagle stood behind it on a special shelf, looking at the little lambs running in the sheepfold.
The remaining thousand horsemen were saddled and pedaled, with arrows and spears hanging on both sides of the horse's belly, and horseshoes on their feet.
The knights wore sturdy rattan hats lined with leather goggles, swords and bows, and indigo grass cowhide shoes on their feet.
The equipment of the knights alone is enough to crush all the warriors of this era.
Despite this, the forest traces in the team are still black-faced.
He didn't have too much confidence in this fight.
After all, there are still too few people.
Or compared to the entire grassland, there are still too few people.
When the plan changes, everything becomes unknown.
The wolf rode his tame big red horse and stood beside the forest traces, and his face was not very good-looking.
In fact, he did not agree with Lin Ji to go on the expedition.
Although he supports Lin Ji to become brave, he may not understand the truth that the son of a daughter can't sit down, but he thinks that this kind of Dasuo grassland thing can be done by Yuanxiao or Bayang.
In other words, his life experience is not enough to support him in facing the grasslands on the horizon, and he is also worried about the unknown dangers on the grasslands.
But he couldn't actually stop the forest trail.
Lin Ji's current plan was to advance quickly on light horseback, and each knight had no other logistical supplies other than a fur blanket and three days' rations.
After that, the supply of grain and grass could only be provided by the small town in the forest.
Without him, it would be difficult for the team to move quickly, or to establish long logistical supply routes.
If the wolf wants Lin Ji to go back as soon as possible, he can only let Lin Ji carry out such a plan.
Otherwise, when the wolf clan grows up, he is also worried that Lin Ji's hard work for almost a year will be in vain.
All the wolf could do was to follow Lin Ji and try to protect him as much as possible.
But with the exception of the wolf and the forest ruins, the entire Mongolian tribe was confident.
The population of the tribe now reached nearly 14,000 men, and after the whole winter's efforts, there were tens of thousands of horses, more than a thousand, thousands of cattle and sheep, and half of them had metal weapons or strong bows.
At this time, the Mongolian tribes were the most powerful presence in the steppe.
Not to mention the only remaining wolf clan, they are enemies of the entire grassland, and they are also full of confidence.
Even after the crowd, the slaves who can't stretch their waists are more or less proud that they can join such a powerful tribe and become the people of the forest.
After the ceremony, the ghost eagle flew into the sky, and Lin Ji gave an order and led the team into the grassland.
As spring becomes stronger, the entire grassland also becomes alive.
Hundreds of birds are flying, and wild beasts are flocking.
After surviving the winter, people run on the grasslands, looking for everything that can satisfy their stomachs and stuff them into their stomachs.
For the tribes of the steppe, there is nothing happier than surviving a long winter.
They have to eat as much as they want, hoarding enough stamina and fat to cope with the next cold winter.
For them, life on the steppe is like this, and it may not change much for thousands of years.
However, on this not-so-special spring day, they found that their lives might have undergone some changes.
They first discovered that some of their neighboring tribes were completely gone.
Some tribes they were able to find some bones, while others disappeared entirely, as if the past was just a dream as their neighbors.
Then they noticed that there were many more horseback riders in the grasslands.
These horsemen called themselves the Mongols of China, and these people first politely inquired about the traces of the wolf tribe and the fox tribe, and then told them the origin of the twisting Chinese Mongolia, told them about the current wealth of the Mongolian tribe, and finally asked them if they would like to join the Mongolian tribe.
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For many tribes on the steppe, the nightmare begins when these people ask if they want to.
Everyone has their own beliefs, and no one will join someone else's tribe casually, especially in the spring when the flowers are blooming.
These people on horseback will ride away when they receive a reply, and sometimes they may persuade a few words, but if it doesn't work, they will continue to retreat.
Then, these people bring merciless slaughter with cold faces.
"From today onwards, the steppe becomes the territory of China, under the administration of the Mongol tribes, and all the steppe people either surrender or die" After killing more than 20 percent, these people will be very domineering to declare the ownership of the entire grassland.
If there are still people who are not convinced, then these Mongols will bring another 20% of the killing, and they will not be merciful.
There is no shortage of brave tribes in the steppe.
But no matter how brave the tribe was, when facing these Mongol cavalry, they did not have the strength to fight.
These Mongol cavalrymen were able to shoot arrows from thirty or fifty meters apart, and most of the sturdy warriors would have been shot down at this point.
After that, these Mongols did not rush directly into the crowd, but threw spears or arrows around the crowd, so that the crowd was left with a clay pot.
But even if you run away, you can't outrun your horse.
After 20% of the battle was damaged, the backbone of the ordinary tribe was almost gone.
In the case of forty percent of the battle damage, almost all the men will die, and the remaining women and children are unlikely to resist.
After these steppe tribes were subdued, there would be about three or five people leading them east to accept the arrangement.
When they arrived, Lin Ji was impatient and didn't want to waste manpower in these places, so after subduing the people, let them take a good picture, take a picture of them with their mobile phones, and then make a simple registration for them, and then let them take a piece of paper to the east to report to the Mongolian tribe.
Some of them looked at the image of themselves on their mobile phones, and immediately obeyed, and let them go east, so that no one dared to go west.
Even if they are out of the line of sight, some people want to run, but they will be reprimanded by those old men.
This trick has become the most effective way to subdue these steppe tribes.
When Lin Ji met them again in the back, he simply asked them to line up, took out their mobile phones to take a picture, and flickered again, the effect was no worse than an attack.
After walking like this for more than ten days, the population of more than 2,000 people was subdued along the way.
To rule the grasslands in this way, Lin Ji felt that only one year might be enough.
On this day, he walked to a place in the southwest, and Hong Zhu pointed out the place where Chuansheng's team was killed.
Lin Ji went out of his way to take a look.
On the grassland, only fragments of bones and a few broken wooden sticks can be seen in the grassland, indicating that something once happened here.
But it is no longer possible to restore the battlefield.
Nor can the bones of the earth tell whether they belong to man or beast.
After the whole winter, these people were defeated by the wolf clan again, and there should be nothing left.
Lin Rui jumped off his horse and built a broken log, rubbing against the smooth surface on it.
The broken wood was forty or fifty centimeters long and should have been the pole of a spear.
Maybe it was broken in the middle of the fight.
The spearhead should have been taken away by the werewolves, leaving only the broken rod.
Lin Ji quickly recognized that this smooth surface was made of sand, and after confirming that it was his own use, he took it with him.
While camping, Lin Ji repaired the broken log, removed the original handle of his scimitar, and put it on.
His scimitar suddenly became a two-handed one.
He felt that it should be more appropriate to use this to slash and kill the wolf people and avenge Chuan Sheng and the others.
Further west, the forest trails spread out for forty kilometers, searching north and south at a rate of fifty kilometers a day.
With the help of the ghost eagle and the telescope, they found many more tribes, and they also subdued them as before.
It's just that they searched from the east to the southern foot of Yinshan Mountain, and they didn't find any trace of the wolf people all the way.
These places have even passed the colonies of the fox people, but they have not even found the fox people.
It stands to reason that they should be able to ask a little bit of news when they ask all the way through the grassland.
But no, as if the wolf clan had never been to the southwest at all.
When Lin Ji subdued another tribe at the foot of Yin Mountain, and talked to the tribal leader who had joined him wholeheartedly about the disappeared neighbors near them, Lin Ji suddenly thought of something.
Blazing Zhong had heard the story of the east side of the forest trail entering the sea, so he might know how to find people along the way.
If he were to erase his traces, he would definitely let people who had come into contact with the wolf clan join their ranks, or simply destroy them.
Lin Ji had also heard from other tribes about the nearby disappeared tribes, and he thought it was the result of Winter's Harvest Plan, so he didn't think about it further.
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But except for Hong Zhu's group of people, the others who gathered in the winter have basically never been to the Yinshan area.
In other words, it is more likely that these vanished tribes were taken captive by the wolf people.
Following this line of thought, Lin Ji had more clues to inquire about the missing tribe in his subsequent itinerary.
It turned out that I really found some clues.
According to the distribution of several missing tribes in the south of Yinshan, everyone entered Yinshan, and in the mountains to the north, they also found a few disappeared tribes, and then entered the grassland north of Yinshan.
Just when everyone thought that they were about to approach the wolf people, everyone walked all the way and walked for a month, and when they arrived at Lake Baikal, there were still only disappeared tribes, and there was no trace of the wolf people.
Lake Baikal is the largest and deepest freshwater lake in the world.
At this time, Lake Baikal is as blue as the sea, and fish leap frequently.
Although it was June, some of the mountains and rivers on the shore were still covered with snow and ice.
It's just that from time to time, ice falls into the lake, stirring up waves.
Although Lin Ji was anxious, he still rested here for three days.
During these three days, Lin Ji followed everyone to fish, hunt and walk, and sometimes took a dip in the nearby hot springs.
Even at this time, the temperature here is only a little more than ten degrees Celsius, and you don't feel hot when you soak in the hot springs.
In the process, we will also explain the fact that the lake accounts for about one-fifth of the world's fresh water, so that everyone will retain their interest in this place.
By the evening of the third day, Lin Ji picked up the map again, and he reacted again: "Damn, the wolf people are not going this way, they are just gathering people." ”: