Chapter 516:

Tatars
The sky began to snow, but today's people and horses are not as deserted as in previous years.
Under the leadership of the old patriarch, the Renma family abandoned the original camp and turned to a new place.
This was unimaginable in the past.
After all, although the old camps are inadequate and the buildings have been damaged over time, the people are poor, and they have no extra resources to build new camps.
Nowadays, the patriarch Hekarim and the Fox and Werewolves are allied. Although they risk offending the imperial capital, they bring real benefits to the tribe.
Food, clothing, medicine bottles, and even the tools and materials needed to build a camp.
With these things, the people and horses finally need not worry about the erosion of the cold winter.
"Old patriarch, the tent has been rebuilt, but ..." The young man and horse's face showed a look of restlessness.
"If you have any questions, just ask, my child." The old patriarch found the strangeness on the young horse's face, and asked kindly.
"Old patriarch, now that we have received so much assistance, why not build a better camp, so that the tribe will also be more comfortable in winter."
Although the new camp was relocated, according to the old patriarch's intention, the people and horses did not use the materials aided by the werewolves to the maximum extent to build the camp.
In this way, although saving a lot of materials and ensuring that the horses and men are not worried about the cold, the comfort of the camp has not been greatly improved.
In the eyes of young men and women, they could have done better.
When the old patriarch heard the words, the corner of his mouth showed a wry smile.
I suddenly didn't want to make the camp better, but the problem is, now is not the time.
原因 As for the reason, it is naturally a threat that may come from the capital at any time.
"Let's talk calmly through the winter."
The young man did not hear the meaning of the old patriarch, but just thought that the old patriarch did not want the tribe to toss in the cold winter. Although he did not think that the tribe would be so fragile, he did not end up What more to say about the topic.
But besides that, he still has a problem, can't figure it out.
On the second day after Hekarim's departure, the old patriarch let the people quietly transfer food to the valley of the wind.
To be clear, there used to be graveyards of humans and horses in the past. It is remote, not to mention, and the environment is very bad. It is not a good place to store grain at all.
When he wanted to ask why and what to do, the old patriarch's eyes turned to the south, and his brows began to frown.
"what happened?"
"Did you see the birds in the sky?"
The young man and the horse followed the direction of the old patriarch, and sure enough he found the birds passing by in the sky.
The young man and horse also felt something wrong.
To be clear, as the weather is getting colder, ordinary birds have been searching for warmer places for winter. Even if there are a few special birds, they will stay in their nests as much as possible to reduce energy consumption. I want to look for food, and I won't choose when the sun is about to set.
In other words, at this moment, something is driving these birds.
"Old patriarch, I'll take someone to see!" The young man and horse immediately said.
"No, I have more important things for you to do." The old patriarch stopped the people who wanted to leave, and said, "You immediately call the children in the clan, and then take them to the valley of the wind."
At this time, the young man and horse finally understood why the old patriarch quietly transferred materials to the Valley of the Wind from a few days ago.
It turned out that the old chiefs had long anticipated the danger that might occur, and wanted to use the graves of the horses and horses as the last retreat of their tribe.
记住 "Remember, immediately after you enter, seal Taniguchi. Without my order, don't open it no matter what happens outside!"
"Old patriarch, has things reached this point?"
"I hope all this is the old man, I worry too much." The old patriarch shook his head and motioned to the other party to leave quickly.
The young man and horse looked hesitant.
Perhaps he is not the strongest in the tribe, but he is still a warrior of the human race.
Since being a warrior, in the face of danger, you should not shrink back easily. Instead, you should take up the spear that the horses and men depend on to survive and fight with your enemies for a life of their own people.
"Stupid!" The old patriarch seemed to see the other side's thoughts, and his tone could not help but be a little heavy, and scolded: "If everyone is like you, just rush forward with a spear, what can the children of the tribe do? protect them?"
Seeing the shame on his face, the old patriarch's tone slowed down and said, "The continuation of the tribe is always the most important. As long as it can keep the children, there will be hope for the people and horses, so take the children. We enter the canyon of wind. If the moment is really irretrievable, at least the materials in the canyon will make you safe for the winter, and the next thing is up to you. "
Once the war between the Beamon and the Fox tribe broke out, they were doomed.
The old patriarch was not very sure, and the fox tribe could finally win. Therefore, he did not let the young men and horses take their children to the fox tribe to take refuge, but chose to use the valley of the wind as his final escape route.
The young man and horse felt endless pressure from the words of the old patriarch. Before he could speak, he heard the roar of horseshoes ringing around him.
I did n’t know when, countless soldiers and soldiers had gathered around.
Among these soldiers, there are many elderly people.
"Go, boy."
At the insistence of the old patriarch, about a dozen soldiers and soldiers guarded the children in the clan and retreated to the Valley of the Wind.
When Taniguchi was sealed, they completely lost contact with the outside world.
After the night, one after another scouts of the tribe fled back.
From the mouths of these injured clan members, the old patriarch knew that what he had been worried about still appeared.
"There are about 300 Beamon elites. They are all very powerful and advanced in equipment. None of our sharpest spears can pierce the armor on their chests."
"These sneaked into our territory sneakily, killing people when they saw them, and they didn't seem to want to expose their tracks, disguising the scene as the hands of the Leopard race."
"I heard that Beamon, headed by it, said that they wanted to blood-bath the entire family and revenge for Prince Seck."
The situation is far more serious than imagined. The Beamon family not only retaliated against the Samaritans, but even intended to destroy the Samaritans!
Fortunately, the old patriarch had made the worst plan before.
Howling Gorge has always been a graveyard for humans and horses, geographically remote, and harsh environments. Except for humans and horses, few foreigners know about its existence.
Even if someone in these Beamon really knows about the cemetery of horses and horses, they will not think of where they have become the back road of the horses and horses.
Of course, in order to ensure this, they have a lot to do.
"Old Patriarch, order!"
Although the Tatar and Ma people are at the bottom of the orc empire all year round, under the rule of several patriarchs, the unity and unity within the tribe can be described as a city of common will.
The people and horses standing here are already determined to die.
The old chief Pai looked at the sky and looked at the crowd again, and slowly nodded.
"How's the layout in the new camp?"
"Hot oil and cargo hay have been buried all around. As long as it is lit, it will definitely teach the Beamon family a lesson."
"It's just a pity that the new camp has just been built." The old patriarch shook his head suddenly, but smiled.
Now, Beamon's elite kills. Whether they can survive or not depends on the will of the beast god. In this case, why bother to go to the newly-built camp?
Then again, they can be regarded as self-knowledge. When building camps, use old materials as much as possible, isn't it just for this moment?
"Sachdarius, you take your young and strong tribe. From this moment, you will migrate to the Fox tribe. If possible, go to Hekarim."
"As for the elderly, we should have entered the Canyon of the Wind at this time to save rations for the future of the tribe, but the mercy of the beast gods allowed us to live a few more days. Now, it is time to use our lives to fight for the future for the tribe. It's up! "
"After the young man left, put in the Beamon family, and then light it up, let this fire become our ritual."
The old men and horses hissed, this was a sign of rising fighting.
As the old patriarch said, they should have entered the canyon of the wind to die in the middle of the cold winter, but now, the canyon has changed from the graveyard of Sagittarius to the hope of the Samaritans' future. Instead, they can take up their weapons again, and Pick up the lost glory.
If at the end of their lives, they can give a beating to the Beamon tribe, this will be the best way for them to end.
"Sachdalius, you have to keep in mind that although the fire can temporarily stop the Beamon family, but they will certainly not be able to kill them all. You will definitely be chased by them next. Do you know what to do?"
"Take the people and fight and retreat."
"Yes, you can't fight dead, because this is doomed to nothing, but you can't just run away. You must firmly attract the attention of the Beamon people and distract them. In this way, the Valley of the Wind will become more secure."
"Yes, old patriarch!"
Sachdarius knew that it would be difficult to do so, and even a great price would be paid for it. Maybe their evacuees would be wiped out or not.
But he still didn't hesitate.
Although they are fugitives compared to the old people in their clan, their shoulders also carry the future of the horse and the clan.
Seeing that time is getting tighter, Sachdarius also knows that they are about to usher in a separation, and this time, there may be no day to see each other again.
"Old patriarch, is there anything else to explain?"
"Sachdarius, if you can really reach the Fox territory, when you meet Hekarim, remember to help the old man say sorry to him, let him live as much as possible, and lead the horse again. A family revival. "
In the beginning, the messenger came to Renma with an invitation from Afra.
Although the old patriarch was calm, he had already thought of what might happen now.
It is for this reason that the old patriarch thought of asking Hekarim to leave because he knew that the latter had a deep feeling for the tribe. Once the Beamon invaded, Hekarim would surely take the tribe to death.
But for the old patriarch, he didn't want Hekarim to die.
This is not only from personal feelings, but also from the consideration of the future of the people and horses.
Today's people and horses are in danger, and the old people in the tribe can go to death, but the future of the tribe needs to continue.
He needs a leader for this.
In the younger generation, besides the patriarch Hekarim, who can afford this heavy task?
But in any case, it was against Hekarim's own will.
For orc warriors, it doesn't have to be easier to live than to die.
If the Trojans are really extinct tonight, I believe that for a long time, Hekarim will live in the shadows and blame.
So the old patriarch at this moment would like to say sorry to Hekarim personally, but unfortunately, he doesn't seem to have the opportunity.
Sachdarius took the old patriarch's entrustment and expectations, and led the people in the direction of the fox.
In order to attract Beamon's attention, they did not even hide their tracks.
Quickly, shouts and screams were heard from all around the Renma race, and the Beamon clan finally stopped hiding and began to appear in the Renma race to kill.
"For the glory of the people and horses!"
"For the glory of the people and horses!"
When the old patriarch took the lead in charge, there was a scream of roar around. UU reading books www. uukanshu.com
The newly-built camp started to catch fire everywhere. The Beamon family also found that this seemed to be a trap. They were angry and wanted to put out the fire, but the old man and horse broke out with amazing fighting power at this moment.
They should be the bodies of the wind candle for the rest of the year. With their physique, they are not the opponents of the Beamon elite.
But the old man and horse are not afraid of death!
They are all desperately stance.
The spear in his hand could not penetrate the breastplate of the Beamon family, and they hit each other with their own bodies.
When the old patriarch, who had long lost the spear, had slammed a Beamon into the fire, his chest was penetrated.
He did not have any sorrow, because the old patriarch had exhausted his last strength before he died.
With the death of the old patriarch, the Beamon family began to fully occupy the initiative of the war.
When the last fire was extinguished, there was no surviving horse or horse around.
"Damn!" A responsible Beamon trampled heavily on a dead body.
He never thought that he and others would be attacked by a group of old immortal horses. The most unbearable thing for him was that his men were still injured.
More than a dozen were better than Meng, because their arrogance and contempt of enemies were buried in the flames.
找 "Look out, find me other people and horses, even if these old immortals are already dead, I will let them regret in the against the great Beamon family!"
"Captain, they went in the direction of the Fox!"
"Follow me!"