Before leaving the Holy City, Yin He had been told many introductions about his patrol matters. After walking with the old senior He Qiulin for two days after leaving the city, He Qiulin asked Ji Honglian to give him the bag of big money. He Qiulin also told Yin He many things that he would not know in the Holy City.

The various dangers on the Great Wilderness, the geographical and mountainous areas and river distribution on this land, where you can rest, where you can hide, where you must never get close, and when you see something, you should run away without turning your head back, as it is best to save your life.

The core area of ​​the area under Yin He is responsible for is the White Horse Tribe among the Waste Tribe.

This tribe belongs to a large tribe among the wild tribe, with a large population and strong strength. However, in the face of the stronger human tribe, the White Horse Tribe has surrendered.

The White Horse Tribe is quite rich, which is very different from the vast majority of the very primitive, barbaric and poor tribes on the Great Wilderness. The reason for this is that the territory occupied by the White Horse Tribe is on the edge of the Xisanshe River, with extremely fertile land, and there is also the most famous horse farm on the entire Great Wilderness here.

The war horses produced by the White Horse Tribe are the best in the entire Great Wilderness and are the favorites of all soldiers. After the human race subdued this tribe, almost all the war horses raised by the White Horse Tribe were sold to the Holy City.

The strength and prosperity of the human race can be seen from the holy city and the great pyramid. They paid countless money to the White Horse Tribe, making this tribe a wealthy nouveau riche in the Great Wilderness.

Yin He did not specify a certain route during his patrol. In fact, many places on the Great Wilderness are endless fields. If you really want to run, there are roads everywhere, but it is easy to get lost in this way.

The previous seniors had actually summarized a very mature and effective patrol path, and He Qiulin had already taught Yin He and actually took him there.

As he said at the beginning, he basically just circled around the edge of the Baima Tribe. Near the Baima Tribe, there are actually four or five tribes in the area under the Yinhe charge, but they are all very small, far less than the Baima Tribe, and they are poor and weak.

However, before leaving, He Qiulin solemnly told Yin He that he would rather get close to the Baima Tribe than to get close to the small wild tribes.

The poor and weak tribes are also primitive and barbaric. Although because they are too small and inconspicuous, the human race did not even send troops to wipe them out, the hostility of these tribes towards the human race is ten times stronger than the White Horse tribe that has been attacked by the human race.

Yin He once asked He Qiulin for this. He Qiulin just smiled and said, "The poorer and fiercer it is, nothing strange. Look at the White Horse Tribe. When the war was fought, many people were killed by our human army. As a result, so many years have passed, and after a long time of surrender, they have made a fortune by selling horses to make a fortune. Their own tribes all like our human race. They are happy to buy those luxurious but worthless things every day, brag and show off, and are proud, but they have long forgotten the deep blood hatred of their early years."

After thinking about these words one by one in my mind, Yin He rode his horse alone on this wasteland, and the horizon in the distance was endless, as if it could extend to the end of this world. For a moment, when thousands of golden lights fell from the sky and made the clouds in the sky dyed with golden light, it would also make the man galloping horses feel a hint of passion.

When I was a child, I once stood on the high wall of the Holy City with my family's reputation and looked out at Yin River, which looked out of the great wasteland. I had such a dream in my heart.

I want to run far away like this, I want to run to the end of the world like this, and I want to see if there is a bigger and more wonderful world besides the vast and boundless wilderness?

In history, neither humans nor wastelands have ever been out of this wasteland world.

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After all, dreams are just dreams, longing for and expectation when I was a child, the whim when I grew up, the beauty when I accidentally remembered, the helplessness in the reality before me and then left behind.

Yin He withdrew his gaze from afar and continued to move forward as the road in front of him.

As a patrolman, walking alone on the indifferent and dangerous wilderness, without the protection of the towering walls of the Holy City and the support of the companions, it would become an extremely dangerous thing.

The route he took was the safest. He not only avoided the territory of the powerful white horse tribe, but also wandered between the gaps of several small tribes to avoid conflict with them. However, there are still many other dangers in this wasteland. In addition to all kinds of dangerous species and beasts, the most terrifying one is the thief.

The thief now looks like a cancer on the entire wilderness. Not only the human race, but even powerful and wealthy tribes like the White Horse Tribe hate these people very much.

The thieves do all kinds of evil and are violent and live by looting. At the earliest, the thieves were actually an organization composed of those wisted people who were defeated by the human race. They combined together and swear to the Great Wilderness and ancestors that they would fight blood to the human race with blood and revenge blood, and then gathered in a team to set off again and fight the human race to the end.

The result of this is that the Wild Thieves did kill many people, and at the same time angered the senior leaders of the human race. With the help of the wizards of the God Cult, the human race sent troops to crush them and killed many people.

However, the most valuable thing in the Great Wilderness is always the lives of the wilderness. They are like weeds, one after another, and their blood is cut out, splashed in the wilderness, and raising the seeds of the next generation.

Gradually, the days of the thieves were very sad; gradually, they found that they were not heroes, and even tribes hated them; gradually, the thieves transferred the target of the looting to the people of the same tribe, and then they found that the people of the thieves were better than the human tribe!

This is a sad, embarrassing and helpless discovery.

The thieves are very harmful to the wasteland, and they poison the wasteland. All the wilderness tribes of all sizes on the great wasteland are deeply harmed. Many tribes have asked for help from the human race after weighing the pros and cons. Some tribes were even unwilling to surrender to the human race, but were tortured by the crazy thieves and had to surrender to the holy city of the human race in exchange for shelter.

As the most brutal and terrifying force on this wasteland, the thieves are extremely hating to the human race. Therefore, every year, the patrol soldiers on the wasteland will always disappear from this world silently. They are the most terrifying nightmare of patrol soldiers.

When separated from He Qiulin, Yin Hehai once asked him a question half-jokingly: "When I was in the Holy City before, I heard that those thieves were extremely savage, and some even ate human flesh. Is this true?"

He asked with a smile, but He Qiulin stared in his eyes. After seeing Yin He's smile disappear, he nodded slowly and said, "Really."

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The wild tribe like Baima has actually transformed from the original wild tribe members, and has no more fierce, passionate, wild personality like the ancestors, and has become gentle. Of course, there is no way to say whether this change is good or bad. Perhaps on the other hand, they have become more enjoyable, richer and more civilized, and better dealing with it. At least the human race likes such tribes.

Yin He also knew that there were actually some people in the human race, to be precise, in the circle of aristocratic children he had lived in before. For many years, aristocratic children like him had long stopped working and did not use swords and weapons. Perhaps they were very good at whipping and cutting some civil servants with might, but most of the children of such aristocratic families had never left the holy city.

They knew nothing about the world outside the Holy City. As long as they left the high walls of the Holy City and the protection of their families, they would undoubtedly die.

Yin He sometimes thinks that these people who were once one of them might be somewhat similar to the White Horse Tribe.

He walked alone for two days, it was dark and there was still a last bit of road left.

As long as you finish tomorrow, you can return to the Holy City, complete your first mission, and then get five days of rest.

When the sun set, Yin He found a safe enough resting place for him when he came last time. He Qiulin took off the blanket hanging on the war horse, tied the horse to the trunks beside him and fed the food. After he used the ground as the mat and the sky as the quilt, he fell asleep deeply.

In the middle of the night, Yin He was awakened by a shrill scream.

He suddenly sat up from the ground, feeling his face a little wet, and when he reached out to touch it, he felt that it was probably dew. The horses not far away also stood up, sniffed and kept paced, looking a little uneasy.

Yin He immediately stood up and walked to the horse, brushed his shoulders and back with his hands to calm him down first, and then his eyes looked around like lightning.
Chapter completed!