This time, he had no time to supervise the making of the recurve bow. Xiaobai had to go to the Sanbang Horse Camp with the knights. Time waited for no one, and it took too much time to make the bow and arrows.
If they don't set off, it will be completely winter when they come back, which will disrupt his plan.
So Xiaobai took out the blueprint and gave it to Yingman'er, asking her to supervise the wilderness slaves in making the recurve bow.
This winter, they will go deep into the wilderness again, experience it again, and become even more powerful.
There weren't many things worth arranging in the Red Mane Horse Camp. Xiaobai believed in Yingman'er's abilities and she was enough to handle everything in the camp, so Xiaobai set off with the knights with confidence.
When they set off again, they were still the same people. Everyone brought their luggage and carried the bows and arrows they wanted to trade.
This time I brought much more stuff than last time, but my speed was much faster. After all, the original ordinary red-maned horse had become a red-maned fierce horse, and its load-bearing capacity and endurance had been greatly improved.
Xiaobai had nothing to say and kept his legs crossed.
Red-maned Yanglie became even more curious about Xiaobai, saying that Xiaobai could rely on his legs to keep up with the speed of the red-maned horse, which was enough to surprise them.
Now the red-maned horse has become a red-maned fierce horse, its speed has been greatly improved, and its endurance is also better. Xiaobai can still follow them leisurely, and there seems to be no change from before, which is a bit scary.
How can a human compete with a horse in terms of endurance? Their abilities are different!
Red-maned Yanglie felt more and more that Xiaobai was not simple. Even if he was beaten to death, he would not have thought that Xiaobai would be a true god.
Although they brought a lot of things, the time on the road was shortened. In just ten days, the group arrived at the camp of the Sanbang Horse Tribe.
It is late autumn now, and winter is about to enter. The weather is getting colder and colder. The primitive people have changed their clothes, taking off their cool clothes and putting on thick animal skin clothes to keep out the cold.
When a red cloud came from a distance, the horsemen of the Three Kingdoms immediately became alarmed and sent out an early warning signal.
After all, it is a large tribe, and they are extremely vigilant. When Hongmane Yanglie and the others arrived, there were already knights arrayed outside the Sanbang Horse Tribe camp. They all looked at Hongmane Yanglie and his group with vigilant eyes.
"Who are you?" A knight from the Sanbang Horse Tribe drove his horse to the front and shouted loudly.
Red-maned Yanglie raised his hand to ask the knights to stop. He broke away from the team and came to the front. He said to the knight: "I, Red-maned Yanglie, Godot of the Red-maned Horse Tribe, abide by Sanbang Hanon, Bone
The promise of grass growing in hoofs comes to trade with each other."
Red-maned Yanglie?
A look of surprise flashed in the eyes of the knights of the Sanbang Horse Tribe. They knew about the battle between the Bone Hoof Horse Tribe and the Red Mane Horse Tribe a few days ago.
News spread quickly within the tribe. They also knew the name of Godot, the red-maned Yanglie, and it was a joke in their mouths. After all, Godot, as a tribe, was not a god warrior. Isn't it ridiculous? This tribe
One can imagine its strength.
Such a tribe actually tried to trade with them, which made them burst into laughter.
But those who laugh like this are just ordinary Burakumin. Tribal leaders like Sambang Hanon will not laugh. The reason why ordinary Burakumin are ordinary Burakumin is because they know less and believe what they listen to. The reason why the high-level people are high-level people is not only
Your own strength must be strong, and your horizons will continue to grow with your knowledge.
Sanbang Hanon never underestimated the favor of any tribe. He knew the history of his tribe and had much more knowledge than other tribesmen. From the red-maned Yanglie, he saw the rise of the red-maned horse tribe.
This is a tribe that is almost bound to rise, so it’s time to establish good relations with them now.
The knights of the Three Kingdoms Horse Tribe were in disbelief when they saw the red-maned Yang Lie, especially the horse he was riding, which was even more amazing.
Looking back, we see all divine warriors!
Who the hell said these people are ordinary tribal warriors? Stand up and I can't beat you to death. They are obviously a group of terrifying god warriors, okay?
"Are you really Godot of the Red Mane Horse Tribe?" the knight of the Three Kingdoms Horse Tribe still asked in disbelief.
"Yes, I am Hongmane Yanglie!" Hongmane Yanglie puffed up his chest and said confidently.
"Then wait a minute, I'm going to ask our Godot for instructions." The knight from the Sanbang Horse Department said quickly.
"Okay." The red-maned Yang was so strong that he didn't feel much, thinking it was quite normal. If the knight had put them into the tribal camp because of his few words, he would have suspected something was wrong. After all, they
Different from the past, the attack power of a group of divine warriors is much greater than that of ordinary warriors.
The knight from the Sanbang Horse Tribe did not dare to delay, turned his horse's head and ran back.
Hongmane Yanglie and the others didn't wait long before they saw a group of people running out of the camp, headed by Sanbang Hanon and Bonehoof Changcao.
Sanbang Hanong and Bonehoof Changcao led a group of people to the front, looking at the red-maned Yanglie in a daze.
"Are you a divine warrior?" Bonehoof Changcao asked in disbelief.
"Well, yes, I am now a glorious divine warrior." Red-maned Yanglie grinned and said with a white tooth. He learned this trick from Xiaobai.
"Congratulations, Godot of the Red-maned Horse Tribe." Sanbanghanon laughed, still looking like a good old man. His eyes swept across the knights behind the red-maned Yanglie, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.
color.
He has a very good memory, so he naturally remembers that those knights were ordinary tribal knights before, but now they have all become divine warriors.
What happened during this time?
Although he was surprised and doubtful, he did not ask questions because he knew that even if he asked, there would be no results. This kind of collective transformation into divine warriors must be a secret.
He and Red Mane Yang Lie were not close enough to let people tell their secrets, so asking would be in vain as it would only increase people's feelings of disgust and might endanger each other, so it would be better not to ask.
"The weather is cold, go to the camp to rest, Red Mane Gordo, this way!" Sanbang Hanon said politely.
"Okay." Red-maned Yang Lie smiled and nodded, and his horse came to Sanbang Hanon's side and kept pace with him. The two of them talked and laughed.
Bone Hoof and Grass looked confused. Some time ago, they were just the same ordinary tribal knights. After not seeing each other for a while, they turned out to be divine warriors. It was a bit hard to accept.
The Red Burnt Knight followed the red-maned Yang Lie and began to enter the camp of the Three Kingdoms Horse Tribe.
A big tribe is a big tribe. Even in late autumn and the weather is cold, the tribe is still very lively and crowded, which is not a bit better than the red-maned horse tribe camp.
Because this time it was a mutual trade, Sanbang Hanon, as the host, had already prepared a tent for the guests. There was a brazier inside, which was very warm. The Red Knight could go and rest first.