Silver Overlord

In the blink of an eye, in September, Yan Liqiang came to the Gulang Prairie family for nearly two months ...

Today I wandered on the prairie for another day, but I still found nothing. At night, it was dark, and everyone found a place and left.

It seems to make up for the bad luck these days. In the place where everyone settled, an abandoned and damaged ox cart was found, there was some hay on the ox cart, and there were two damaged tents nearby. These things have been abandoned here for a long time.

Seeing the broken ox cart, Xu Meng took the big knife he carried on his back and split the car. Zuo Yuquan shot a wild sheep back, washed it in a nearby stream, and in the middle of the night, the fire broke out. He drove the entire sheep to the fire, and a group of people gathered around the fire and roasted the lamb.

After entering the Gulang Prairie, everyone basically had no chance to burn the fire and eat hot food. Every day, everyone just ate some dried jerky and fried rice they brought with them. Everyone was happy to see that they could eat roast lamb tonight.

Fresh mutton is roasted on the fire, and after a while, you can smell the scent of the meat. Then everyone cuts the mutton with a dagger and sprinkles a bit of salt. Although the method is simple, this is to Yan Liqiang. , But it is already rare and delicious.

The fire reflected on everyone's faces, Zhao Bing was wiping his sword, Jia Lang swallowed saliva and looked at the roasted lamb, while Mao Taishun turned the lamb and focused on roasting. Zuo Yuquan stared at the fire, if anything Thinking, Xu Meng concentrated on adding firewood to the fire ...

The hot oil began to flow down from the roasted lamb, dripped on the wood fire, and made a noisy sound. The fire tongue on the fire also bounced like an elf when the oil fell, and became extremely active. .

Jia Lang couldn't help but pulled out the dagger, cut a small piece of lamb from the position of the buttocks of the sheep, put it in his mouth, and screamed hot as a result.

"Hahaha, wait, now it's just cooked outside, there's still blood in it, it's still raw ..." Mao Taishun laughed, flipped the roasted mutton again, and smashed it. "Again After half an hour, this mutton was delicious. The outer coke was tender, oh, the brother Wang came back to find the spines ... "

Mao Taishun said, Yan Liqiang has come from a distance, holding a lot of small fruits the size of bayberry, the fruit is blue, looks very cute, this is also one of the specialties on the Gulang grassland, It can only be eaten after mid-late August every year. Yan Liqiang has not noticed such small things growing in the grass before. It was only discovered last month. I tasted it and fell in love with it. Sweet, it feels a bit like Yan Liqiang's blueberries that he has eaten in his last life, and he has a taste of berries. It is very delicious. These days, as soon as he rests, Yan Liqiang will go back to find a little grassthorn fruit.

Except Jia Lang, no one eats such small things that grow in the haystack. When Yan Liqiang came back, he divided Jia Lang a little, and then he sat beside the fire, eating himself while roasting on the fire. Find the fruit! .

Tonight, the sky is full of stars, and the endless prairie is just under the clear sky. On such days, lamb is roasted on the prairie and natural wild fruits full of anthocyanins are eaten. If there is no war, no war, This kid is really good!

As Yan Liqiang ate and ran through the idea in his head, one of his little dreams in his last life was to hope that one day he would drive a motor home and take the family to the Australian prairie for a camping trip. The starry sky is beautiful ...

Zuo Yuquan glanced at Yan Liqiang who was eating, and then he opened his mouth. "Did you find out that in the past half a month, the small Shatu people and the black people are almost out of reach ... ... "

"Hey, those Shatu people and black people have already been scared of their courage. At this time, how dare you come here to give someone a head ..." Xu Meng hehe smiled, "The Shatu people we met the day before yesterday are few. Yes, but there are more than 300, we managed to grab four heads, and they are not enough ... "

"Well, since the First World War in Salt Lake, I also feel that there are fewer and fewer black Tatars and Shatu people, and the small clans who are still migrating are gone. They were robbed and cleaned. Last month I encountered several teams of Shatu cavalry who dared go to the salt lake to grab salt. For more than half a month, none of them had met ... "Mao Taishun frowned," I don't think it's good for us to make such a fuss. In the previous few visits, those rangers have begun to form the unity team. At least there are hundreds of people. There are fewer and fewer teams like ours. I ca n’t move when I have flesh. I See if we go back this time and consider teaming up with others ... "

The Battle of Salt Lake, more than a month ago, was a brilliant victory since the killing of Hu Ling, which shocked this Gulang Grassland and Qiyun County. During that battle, a group of more than 10,000 people organized by Rangers and the militia, In the salt lake, more than 6,000 black Tatar garrisons have been wiped out, none of them have been spared, all the black Tatar garrisons' heads have been chopped down, and people rushing out of the Black Tatar camp support the salt lake. The army was ambushed halfway, and more than 20,000 troops and horses fled back to half of them.

In that battle, Yan Liqiang followed them in the large army, and at the end of the team, six people cut four heads. Although the gain was not great, everyone was very excited. It was also after that war that the situation on the Gulang grassland became clearer all the time, the Heiren and Shatu people were completely separated, and the people in the Shatu seven tribes suddenly lost the supply of solid salt.

In the past month, as more and more Rangers and gangs poured into the Gulang Grassland, the small-scale Shatu and Heiwa people almost disappeared, and they needed to find a few sands on the grassland. The Heihe people are harder than finding a giant panda on the grassland.

"Look at the rangers on the Gulang Prairie nowadays, there are more than the wild wolves we have encountered. Today we met more than ten people a day. I also think that we still cannot do this alone ... Zhao Bing, who was still taciturn, stopped his hand and said a word.

"The black people and the Shatu people are now holding a group. The black people are all shrinking in the camp, and the seven Shatu are all shrinking in the area of ​​Xingxing Lake. Hold a group with others! "Zuo Yuquan said, then he turned his gaze on Yan Liqiang's face devoted to eating wild fruits." What do Brother Wang see ... "

As soon as Zuo Yuquan's words fell, everyone's eyes suddenly focused on Yan Liqiang's face.

Yan Liqiang glanced at everyone, put down the fruit in his hand, and calmly said, "Well, everyone wants to form a group with other people, I don't need to ask my opinion, this time I will go back, I will be separated from everyone Now, I originally wanted to go back and talk to you, but since I asked at this time, I'll tell everyone the same ... "

Everyone looked at Yan Liqiang in surprise.

"Is Brother Wang's head enough? Brother Wang said last time that he would stay in Gulang Prairie for another three months, and now it is only two months ..." Mao Taishun asked.

Yan Liqiang smiled apologetically. "It doesn't matter how many heads there are. In the next month, I have to do something private, so I can't be with everyone!"

Listening to Yan Liqiang's words, a group of people around the fire looked at each other.

Xu Meng looked at Yan Liqiang, and patted him with a big hand on Yan Liqiang's shoulders. He looked at Yan Liqiang with his eyes straight and said with a sullen voice, "I'm old Xu and can't speak. I only have one word. If Brother Wang still took me Xu Meng as a brother, if he wanted to cut people, I will accompany Brother Wang to take a walk ... "

"Also count me!" Zhao Bing continued.

"And me!" Mao Taishun also looked seriously at Yan Liqiang.

"I'm one of them, uh ..." Jia Lang also patted his chest and said, because he was so anxious that he was almost choked by the fruit in his mouth.

Zuo Yuquan also looked at Yan Liqiang squarely. "If there is any trouble with Brother Wang, even if you speak, we will accompany Brother Wang with you!"

In the nearly two months that a group of people have been together, whenever there is a battle, Yan Liqiang always rushes to the front, is the bravest, and kills the most enemies, but he never fights for power, and he is always covering everyone. What to say, but one by one in the bottom of the heart, not only has quietly regarded Yan Liqiang as the core figure in the team, but also regarded Yan Liqiang as a friend and brother who can be entrusted.

"I remember the feelings of my brothers, but this time there is really no danger to me. It is a personal matter, so I don't need to bother you!" Yan Liqiang said with a smile.

When they heard Yan Liqiang said it was a private matter, the crowd didn't ask any more.

Yan Liqiang left the crowd this time because after nearly two months of fighting, Yan Liqiang felt that he was about to be beaten. He fought with his own strength in each battle, once and twice. Over time, this battle of deliberately suppressing power was maddening, but it was in this "holding" state that Yan Liqiang clearly felt that his practice barriers were like burning under the blocked air holes. The lid of the pressure cooker is still loose and there are signs of breakthrough. In the past half month, Yan Liqiang has encountered fewer and fewer battles. He estimates that the time is almost the same. He wants to go to do some more dangerous challenges and fight. Break through barriers to practice.

Such fighting and fighting, Jia Lang Xu Meng in front of them, they are going to follow, too dangerous, absolutely a life of death, so Yan Liqiang had the intention to leave the crowd, and did not want everyone to take risks with him.

"Well, this time back, I also ... I almost want to stop ..." Jia Lang's words suddenly turned everyone's attention to him again.

"Why, Jia Lang, aren't you doing it?" Mao Taishun asked.

"Huh!" Jia Lang nodded, and smiled a little shyly. "The pasture I'm grazing now has more than two hundred acres and nearly three hundred acres. The money has made five or six thousand two, which is almost the same, and ordinary people make a lifetime. It ’s not that much money. If you follow other people in the back, you can still earn some heads, but I do n’t think there are too many opportunities. You wo n’t necessarily get one in a battle, just like when we hit Salt Lake. The number of people fighting in the future will increase, and the scale will become larger and larger. My small ability is not suitable for the fight in the future, and I do not want to listen to other people's blind command. So I am going to go back to my hometown and take my father's ashes. Moved to Qiyun County, settled down in Qiyun County, found a woman to marry, gave birth to a few dolls, and after the grassland was settled, I raised sheep and made money from wool. I also spent a few years in the landlord's old financial stability. Retreating in retreat and striving for another step, when I have a baby, I will let the baby work from elementary school and strive for a better future than me, and I will have no regrets in my life ... "

Everyone had nothing to say about Jia Lang's choice.

Xu Meng grabbed his head. "Listening to Jia Lang, I also think I'm a little greedy! I never thought I could cut so many heads this time. It should be enough, really. We were lucky for the first time. When we met that tribe, someone made a siege in the back and killed a carbine. The head was cut a little bit. The head in the back is getting harder and harder ... "

"I think Jia Lang's choice is also good. We did make a lot this time ..." Zhao Bing also said.

Zuo Yuquan squinted and looked at the burning fire. "You're right, the heads of Shatu people and black people are not easy to cut, but we still have one last chance before us. If we give up, I feel a bit pity ... "

"What opportunity?" Xu Meng asked curiously.

"How long do you think the Shatu Seven and Heilongjiang people can support on Gulang Grassland?"

"This ... I don't see how long the terror can sustain ... not to mention anything else ... If it lasts for another year and a half, we won't even have to send troops to Qiyun to guard the government, and the heads of those black people and Shatu people will It ’s going to be chopped. Did n’t we hear that the black prince ’s **** prince ’s head was picked by the masters of the four main gates when we returned to the customs last time, although I heard later that only the **** prince ’s was picked? Substitute, but the heads of the Heiren people are not stable in their camp. UU reads www.uukanshu.com So it is a matter of time to break the camp ... "Mao Taishun said hotly.

"Brother Mao is right. The opportunity I am talking about is waiting for the Heiren and Shatu people to break the barracks. According to my guess, the situation in the Gulang grassland is probably not available to the Governor of Qiyun. How long will it be formally dispatched to Gulang Prairie, at that time, as long as we follow the large troops, we can do some security, there is not much danger, when the battalion is broken, we can take a chance to take one, cut a few heads easily and then stop This head-for-grass sale can only be done for thousands of years. I really want to pass this village, but there is no such shop ... "

Zuo Yuquan's words were just a little shaken, and the people who were about to stop groaning.

Just then, Yan Liqiang's ears moved, and he suddenly turned his head to look at the distance, "Someone came ..."

Several people in Zuo Yuquan turned their heads, and within a few seconds, they saw a crowd of horses appearing on the grassland in the distance. They seemed to be riding around in their twenties and thirties. When those people saw the fire here, they went directly towards Rush over here.

I was closer at a similar distance. I saw that the people were not Shatu and Blackbirds, but they seemed to be a group of rangers. They were a little relieved, but they didn't dare to care, they took the weapons one by one. On hand ...