It Starts With A Mountain

Chapter 593

The wildfire has not been on the grassland for a long time, but it has already stirred up enough wind and rain. In a short period of time, he had five or six thousand strong men under his command, and he was a force that no one could ignore.

But Ye Yuanhuo's ambitions never stop there. His goals were firm from the beginning and never wavered after that.

However, if you want to continue to expand your power, there are two major difficulties at present. One is weapons. Swords are always a luxury item in the Rong tribe, and they used to be robbed from the empire. However, at present, the wild fire does not want to have friction with the empire. The second is the quality of the soldiers. The literacy rate of his team is almost zero, and even Ye Yuanhuo itself... can't actually recognize a few words.

If it is just to satisfy the current petty troubles, it doesn't matter whether you can read or not. But if there is a bigger covetousness, it is naturally far from enough at present.

That's why he put his mind on Qi Ruhai. In comparison, weapons were a trivial matter. What Ye Yuanhuo lacks now is talents who can make plans. For some things, he doesn't even have anyone to discuss. Surrounded by a group of idiots every day, Ye Yuanhuo can probably feel the headache every day.

Now, his goal has been the entire Northern Barbarian Division. In the northern steppe, the northern barbarians are the largest tribe. Originally, its ruler was the King of Beiman, but over the past so many years, the King of Beiman has passed away, and now it is the Ninth Prince Jin Dao who succeeded him.

He is the new northern barbarian king.

There have been frictions between the two sides, but the real decisive battle has not yet begun. Just waiting for these weapons to arrive, the fully armed Fire Tribe will launch a general attack on the northern barbarians.

At night, Ye Yuanhuo looked at the north alone, and in that one eye, there was a fire burning in a trance.

"So many years have passed, my Ulihan... do you still remember me?"

...

At this time, Cheng Dalei and Little White Wolf had already entered the grassland, and then Cheng Dalei discovered an extremely embarrassing thing.

Cheng Dalei's original plan was to find a Rong tribe to inquire about Yan's non-return. This is not too difficult, after all, a master like Yan Bugui is a conspicuous existence no matter where.

But Cheng Dalei neglected one thing. This is the sphere of influence of the Rong clan. He and Xiao Bailang, the two imperial people, are indeed too conspicuous. It's easier said than done to infiltrate the Rong heartland. Of course, the Rong tribe was so vast and sparsely populated that it was quite easy not to be discovered, but Cheng Dalei came here this time to seek revenge, not for sightseeing.

The little white wolf obviously sensed this, and said, "Don't be discouraged. Kung Fu is not afraid of hard-working people. As long as you want to find him, you can always find him."

Cheng Dalei nodded dejectedly. In fact, he was not very sure. It was easier said than done to find someone on the vast grassland. Besides, he still can't confirm whether Yan Bugui has returned to the grassland.

For today's plan, I can only take a step by step, and by the way, also check the recent movements of the Rong clan.

Just at this moment, the rhythmic sound of a horse suddenly sounded in the ear, and a group of people rushed from a distance to surround Cheng Dalei and the little white wolf.

"Bah!" The big man at the head roared, "This is Grandpa's territory. If you don't want to die, put down your horse and property. If you dare to say nothing, I will send you to see the King of Hell."

Cheng Dalei and Little White Wolf looked at each other with a somewhat helpless expression. Cheng Dalei's eyes suddenly lit up, but he forgot that in addition to the Rong tribe and the caravans, there was a third occupation on the grassland.

That is the horse bandit.

Horse bandits can almost be regarded as peers of bandit pirates, and it is not realistic to want to inquire about information from the Rong tribe. But the horse bandits dig around, not necessarily ignorant of the news on the grasslands.

It was really a gift that came to the door, and Cheng Dalei, who was still depressed and helpless just now, softened a lot.

He looked at the leading horse bandit and said, "Sign up for a name, what's your name?"

This horse bandit is nicknamed Grassland Flying, but no one knows the name originally. Most of them are reluctant to use the names given by their parents when they do such immoral things with their heads up.

Cheng Dalei was so calm, but Cao Shang Fei was impressed. He narrowed his eyes and said, "It seems that he is also a brother on the road, so don't talk nonsense, put down the valuables, and today I am kind and let you two live."

Cheng Dalei moved his wrist and waved at the other party: "Don't talk nonsense, let's go together, I have something to ask you after the fight."

Caoshangfei frowned and said coldly, "Boy, you really are shameless, brothers, give me a hand."

Little White Wolf watched from the side, there were only five or six people on the other side, and she didn't need to do anything on this occasion. I saw Cheng Dalei riding on the back of the black bull, and after just a few collisions, the group of flying on the grass was cleaned up.

Cao Shangfei was knocked over to the ground, and just as he was struggling to stand up, Cheng Dalei jumped off the back of the cow and kicked him to the ground.

After repeating this several times, Kusaka Fei realized that he had kicked the iron plate this time. He bowed with both hands and begged for mercy: "The hero spares his life. I have eighty old mothers on top and Huangkou young sons on my bottom. You forgive me for having eyes and not knowing Mount Tai."

Cheng Dalei waved his hand to stop him from continuing: "Let's go, take me to your old nest, will you?"

"Uh..." Cao Shangfei was stunned and asked tentatively, "Dare to ask the hero's name?"

Cheng Dalei is still somewhat famous on the road, even in the grasslands. When he reported his name, Cao Shangfei was taken aback and scolded himself that he must have gone out in the morning without looking at the almanac, and that he had provoked such evil stars.

He led Cheng Dalei to his cottage, but it was just a few thatched huts on the hillside, and his subordinates were only fifty or sixty good people.

After a while, he came in with a basket, stood in front of Cheng Dalei, and gave himself two big ears.

"Master, today I am blind and I shouldn't provoke you. But we are a small family here, and we really can't come up with anything of value. The cottage's belongings are all here, please be kind and let the brothers live. ."

Cheng Dalei glanced at him with a speechless expression, only to see some gold and silver wine vessels or something in the basket.

"Okay, okay." Cheng Dalei waved his hand: "Who said I was here to rob you, I just passed by here and asked you something."

Most of the troubles on the grasslands are imperial people. Many of them were veterans of the army in the past. They were defeated and could not return home, so they became horse bandits.

Hearing Cheng Dalei's words, Cao Shangfei was still skeptical. If the thief didn't get away, would he really let him go. But then again, there is really nothing worth doing for his own belongings.

"What is the Cheng family going to ask?"

Cheng Dalei thought for a while: "Is there anything new in the Rong family recently?"

"It's nothing, it's just a fight. Hey, it's not peaceful here, why don't we just follow the Cheng family."