"Yanshi, this will not work. We have lost 2,500 cavalry this time, and there are not many war horses in the clan. Look, can you get a charter?" said a middle-aged man.

Mrs. Yan looked at him with contempt and felt disgusted inside. Such a person who was huddled behind was extremely cowardly and usually hid behind, so he did not have the courage to talk to him like this.

But now she could sigh helplessly, and as she saw the tribe of 30,000 people was shaking, she was helpless.

"Have you sent someone out to ask for help from my Dingling clan?" asked helplessly.

The middle-aged man said depressedly, "I have sent someone out long ago and should have come back according to the distance, but there is still no news."

He changed his subject and said, "Yan, why don't you marry me, I will help you organize the soldiers and we will fight back?"

Yan Shi was stunned. Unexpectedly, the fox tail of this person was finally exposed. He was not exposed or exposed, and was afraid of death. He was really more vicious than the jackals on the grassland.

"Hmph, I'll marry you? If the patriarch comes back..."

An angry look immediately appeared on the middle-aged man's face. He stepped forward a few steps and said angrily.

"I tell you, the patriarch is dead. It's been so many days. If there was news, I would have been back."

He waved his hand back and shouted, "Now, no one can help you except me, Yan Shi, should you think about it?"

"I might as well tell you that now I have gathered two hundred soldiers. As long as I stick here, no matter what enemies there are, I cannot attack in."

Yan's face was warm and angry, but she did not dare to show it. Those who were loyal to the patriarch and her own loyalty had long been taken away.

At this time, a maid next to Mrs. Yan couldn't help but curse, "Wen Dexun, what are you? Is this a place where you can be presumptuous?"

The middle-aged man's expression changed, he went forward directly, grabbed the maid's hair and fell to the ground, and stepped on her face.

This kick seemed to be deeply trampling on Yan Shi's face. He also had to hit the dog to look at the owner. Obviously, he had already broken up.

Yan Shi said with no expression on her face, "It's not the question of whether I marry you or not, but to figure out what to do."

"We not only lost 2,500 cavalry, but also burned the young and middle-aged people in the clan. It is better for us to organize our men and break through the entire clan."

Wen Dexun's eyes flashed, he pondered for a while, and asked, "Where will you go to break through?"

The eyes of the Yan family flashed, revealing a relatively charming look, "My mother tribe, my mother tribe is a big clan, and it will definitely be able to withstand this crisis."

This time, the Dakun tribe was already stunned. He didn't even know the enemy information, and even who the enemy was. How can I deal with it?

Only by using moves can they deal with moves. Now they are facing Dugu Nine Swords. How to deal with no moves?

Looking at the sexy and charming Yan Shi, Wen Dexun's eyes could not be covered up.

She used to be arrogant, but now she can trample on her at will. Such a strong contrast made him excited.

But this person who could hide his scheming and fear death was naturally extremely suspicious. When he thought about it for a moment, his face suddenly changed.

He said coldly, "Yan, you are beautiful, more beautiful than Beihai, but your heart is more vicious than that jackal."

"Your mother tribe is a big clan. After I go with you, wouldn't I give you my life? If you turn against me, then I'm going to die?"

Mrs. Yan felt a chill in her heart. She didn't expect that this person could not see anything, but now she is so smart.

Mrs. Yan pondered for a while, and suddenly laughed, "Wen Dexun, you think it's a bad idea. We have more than 20,000 people. Although we are not big clans, we also have capital."

"I go to my mother's family, my brother and brother will definitely think that I am a threat. In the end, I have to rely on you, otherwise I might be annexed."

The rules on the grassland: the married daughter is someone else's family. You go by yourself, of course you treat you as a relative, but you can take so many people with you.

It will inevitably arouse your brother's fear of seizing power.

Wen Dexun nodded, and what he said made some sense. He grabbed the maid's head and smiled at Yan with malicious intentions.

"Then so, this woman will be my tonight."

Mrs. Yan smiled softly, "No problem, when I get to my mother's family, I'm yours too."

"Hahahaha, OK~~~!"

Under the maid's desperate gaze, Wen Dexun dragged her out with a laugh.

When Wen Dexun left, a disgust immediately appeared on Yan Shi's face.

As long as you fool Wen Dexun into your mother's family, with your relationship with your brother and younger brother, you must break him up, and you can also incorporate these 20,000 people into your mother's family.

Wen Dexun also suffered a great loss from the class. He was not a noble at all, so he naturally knew very well about the things among the nobles.

As long as the Yan family returns to their mother tribe, what awaits him is the most severe torture in the world, the kind of ending that he cannot survive or die.

When the order for all migration was issued, the tribe members who had refused to leave had no choice but to pack up their bags under the threat of Wen Dexun.

Every household needs to look forward to their own reindeer and wrap their own tents.

In this environment, the tent is absolutely hard to deal with. The patriarch and the clan only use wooden houses when there is something big, and they usually stay in the tent.

Wen Dexun was a little suspicious, but when the migration process began, bad news came one after another.

Only then did he realize that things were worse than he thought. He went out to raise reindeer families strangely lost contact.

Although many families raise reindeer themselves, they also pull the reindeer in the tribe out for grazing.

If all these reindeer problems, wouldn’t that mean that there are enemies nearby?

As soon as this idea came out, Wen Dexun had no time to doubt the Yan family and asked his subordinates to start sorting things. It would take at least two or three days.

You can only put away the tent on the last day, otherwise you may be frozen to death if you can't even pass the night.

In the camp of Deeke's house, a large number of tents were supported.

The two cavalry braved the cold and saluted Ran Jing as soon as they entered the door.

Ran Jing immediately said, "You two are warming up your lower body quickly."

The soldiers next to them took out the tea leaves consciously, ran away the cup of hot tea and handed it to the two soldiers who were about to freeze.

"Ran, General Ran, we observe that their entire tribe began to organize things and drive away the reindeer, as if..."

The soldier stuttered and was obviously frozen.

Another soldier quickly added, "We suspect that their entire tribe is preparing to migrate, probably because they know that the reindeer people are missing."

Ran Jing narrowed his eyes, stood suddenly, walked around the tent, and said after pondering for a while.

"Zhu Hongfang, please inform me immediately. When today is ugly, we will gather together and bring the burning bottle."

Zhu Hongfang bowed his order and walked outside. From his brisk steps, he was obviously curious about how it felt to throw the burning bottle.

They just had a rough training. The most important point was to smash it into a hard place, smash the glass jar, and hold it firmly, and never fall it under your 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 was calories or not, so he knew that it was right to give the soldiers meat.

In the blink of an eye, when it was ugly, Zhu Hongfang came out of the tent early and rang the gong.

In just a few minutes, a large number of soldiers were wearing clothes and armor and ran out.

The sky at this time seemed like during the day. Such extreme days were beyond the reach of Xia people, but after staying for so many days, they had already gotten used to it.

All the captured heads were placed in a special tent, and the names of their soldiers were engraved on the heads, otherwise they might be chaotic.

The last fifty warriors, both sides of the war horses were filled with burning bottles, and in order not to break through the bumps, Ran Jing deliberately shoveled some snow into it.

He thought alcohol was very strange. It was as clear as water, but it just didn't freeze.

Even if the alcohol is slightly frozen, just take out the ice and throw it away.

After a while, when the group arrived at the Kun tribe, they saw that it was silent here.

Ran Jing sat on the war horse and said to Zhu Hongfang, "We will only act in one word this time, hurry up."

"The Dingling tribe has the habit of taming mastiffs. If you want to attack suddenly, it only takes such a short time to follow what we deployed yesterday."

Zhu Hongfang excitedly said, "General, don't worry, the general must arrange the soldiers as quickly as possible."

Ran Jing nodded, waved the iron sword, and the cavalry, who were originally suppressing their speed, rushed towards Dakun's camp.

When two hundred people entered the territory of the Dakun tribe, the two soldiers at the end quickly dismounted, blocked the exit, poured alcohol and set fire.

After setting the fire, the two soldiers came to the tent next to them and only heard a few muffled groans. When the two soldiers came out, they were already stained with a lot of blood.

There were several guards at that location. For them, Men Qing had to stay for many days and had already figured out their movement trajectory.

Two hundred people were divided into two teams, one team of fifty people and one team of fifty people.

A team of fifty people followed behind, each holding a torch and riding slowly. When he saw a larger tent, he would ignite the bottle and smash it hard under the frozen stiff tent.

In an instant, everyone started to burn. Although the tents here were made of animal fur, they were just waterproof and not fireproof.

In addition, from bottom to top, the fire rushed upwards in a short while, and in a short while, the tents could be ignited.

The cavalry of one hundred and fifty people were holding long weapons such as long spears and halberds, and when they passed by a tent.

If the tent is small, just pick it up. If it is a large tent, use a sharp blade to cut the tent.
Chapter completed!