Li Xiang finally chose to go to the lake on the Jackal map. Although the food in the Xiliang camp will be enough for a long time, what will happen after this period of time?
Even if you have various supplies in the place where they are, you cannot exchange these resources for food. Li Xiang must think about the future. The population of the Xiliang camp has reached more than one hundred people, and a lot of food is consumed every day. Hunting and killing
The prey cannot sustain daily consumption!
Now the Xiliang camp has provoked a copycat. If he had been in his previous status, even if he was just a very inconspicuous bastard, it would be easy to destroy such a small copycat.
Now he has nothing else but the Xiliang Camp. He must work hard for the future of the Xiliang Camp and his own future.
Li Xiang recruited another twenty people, ten militiamen and ten farmers. The fifty militiamen left twenty, with thirty civilians and ten farmers, pushing a wheelbarrow made by a carpenter, forty-two
People set off.
Zhang Qingyun was pulled by Li Xiang to set off with him. Zhang Qingyun originally refused, but under Li Xiang's patient (carrying) and earnest (knife holder on the neck) persuasion, Zhang Qingyun decided to go with Li Xiang.
He has not been to the places further west to the northwest. He heard that there was once a civilized world on the other side. He had longed for it before, but now he finally had the opportunity to go and see it.
Ten wheelbarrows were moving forward in the snow. If they couldn't pass, the Xiliang militiamen would pick them up and take them away.
The wheelbarrow contained food for forty people and animal skins sewn from various animal skins.
The sky was overcast, and cold winds howled by from time to time. Li Xiang wrapped himself tightly. The clothes were taken off the enemies who were hacked to death by them, and he took them back to the camp and sewed them into his own clothes.
, as for the smell up there, do you want life or style?
Zhang Qingyun followed Li Xiang with difficulty. In the past few years in the northwest, he had practiced every day. If he had been before, he would have collapsed in the snow now.
The team moved forward very slowly, the snow was too thick, and it seemed like another heavy snowfall was coming in the gloomy sky.
After walking for a long time, they arrived at the canyon where they got the map. The smell of blood in the canyon had long since dissipated.
The snow in the canyon was not as thick as outside, and the wheelbarrow moved faster. Li Xiang looked at the map, and the jackals marked places where they could rest.
Not all the jackals who came here were in their prime. There were also a large number of women and children in their team. With these, they could not go much faster if they wanted to.
According to the text records in the map, wherever the Jackals and the others go, there are different climates and very complex environments. These are nothing, and what is even more terrifying are the cracks in time and space they see along the way.
Between the two worlds of the East and the West, there are a large number of space-time cracks. As long as ordinary people come within five hundred meters of these cracks, they will be sucked by the cracks and torn into countless pieces.
Many people in their team died tragically in the time and space rift. Surrounded by the time and space rift, he insisted on making maps every day and walked inside for two months. Finally, he walked out of the time and space rift, and what followed was a cold wilderness.
In the wilderness, they relied on a stream to survive. They walked along the stream while picking up the residue left by the prey killed by powerful monsters.
In the wilderness they passed by, there were only various wild animals near the creek, and the rest was just a piece of yellow sand.
Because of their short bodies, they do not have those powerful beasts on their prey list. The strong are not interested in them, and the weak want to touch them, but it is not that simple.
Relying on the creek, they walked for nearly a month, and finally arrived at the edge of the big lake. Relying on the big lake and the salt mine, they came to this forest.
"Camp Leader, it seems that this cliff was collapsed by an external force!" Zhang Qingyun said after carefully observing the collapsed cliff.
Li Xiang looked at the cliff and then at Zhang Qingyun: "It was knocked down by the ink-armored beast with its talent. Wait a minute, you sit on the unicycle!"
"..." Zhang Qingyun heard a little bit of disgust in Li Xiang's voice, but if you don't like it, just dislike it. He doesn't want to walk anyway.
Li Xiang carefully put the map away and said to the soldiers: "Let's go!"
"promise!"
The soldiers pushed the wheelbarrow. There were a lot of rocks in the canyon, but it was still possible to walk. Zhang Qingyun sat on the wheelbarrow and jumped off after a while and ran to Prime Minister Li.
"Camp owner, are you from Dagan?"
"Da Qian Imperial Capital!" Li Xiang was born in the Imperial Capital and is considered a native of the Imperial Capital.
"Imperial Capital..." Zhang Qingyun thought of the few days when he and his mentor arrived in the Imperial Capital. Although they only took a few glances on the boat, they were driven to the northwest land a few days later. I wonder if I will have a chance to return to the Imperial Capital today. , No, go back to Daqian.
Li Xiang looked at Zhang Qingyun and smiled and said: "What's wrong?"
Zhang Qingyun's voice was a little low: "I don't know if there is another chance to return to Daqian. I heard that Liuhe, the imperial capital, is very beautiful. I haven't seen it yet!"
"Liuhe?" Li Xiang chuckled: "Whether Liuhe is beautiful or not depends on whether you have money. If you have money, it will be very beautiful. If you don't have money, it will be just like that!
If you want to return to Daqian, follow me, and I will take you back to Daqian!"
Zhang Qingyun kicked the snow on the side: "More than hundreds of thousands of people in the northwest want to return to Daqian, but so far no one has entered the Great Wall. It's easy to get out but hard to get in!"
The Great Wall Legion patrols day and night, and no one can escape their patrols, even if you are hiding in gold juice!"
"Why are you hiding from them?" Li Xiang patted the knife on his waist and said, "Why don't you just hit them in?
If you don’t let us in, we’ll fight in!”
"Isn't that rebellion?" Zhang Qingyun stared at Li Xiang with wide eyes: "Rebellion means beheading!"
Li Xiang felt a little funny: "What is rebellion? Now that we are all expelled from Dagan, we are no longer considered Dagan people. If we are not Dagan's husband, how can we be regarded as rebels?
Beheading, do you think it's better to beheaded or to be thrown into this ghost place?
In the place of expulsion, who are the people who are being expelled? Are they thrown into this hellish place because they want to be reused?"
Zhang Qingyun was silent for a while and whispered to Li Xiang: "Battlemaster, you said you would fight back to the south, is that true?"
Zhang Qingyun actually didn't believe it in his heart. There were so many powerful forces in the northwest that were stronger than Li Xiang, so many of them had never thought of returning to the south.
The Great Wall built by Daqian between Northwest and Daqian separates the two. Northwest is one world and Daqian is another world.
"Really, we will definitely fight back, we must fight back!" Li Xiang strode forward: "We can definitely go back!"
