Riding and chopping: Overlord of the Han and Hungarians

Chapter 30 30. Exchange
The dwarf prairie horse is best at running long distances.

They may not be the fastest, but their endurance is among the best.

The gray sky is depressing.

Although no snowflakes had fallen yet, Zhang Qi knew that today was another snowy day as the wind picked up.

It has been five or six hours since we set off early in the morning.

He ran for a whole morning, and after some calculations, it took about eighty or ninety miles.

It's not that they don't want to be fast, but that even if there are horses under the snow-covered ground, they can't get up fast.

Not to mention they also have a real big guy in their ranks.

The weight of three hundred catties is on a prairie horse. Running at full speed, the prairie horse can last for a maximum of three quarters of an hour, and then it will change horses.

This is the disadvantage of the heavy cavalry. Under the charge at full speed, no team can defend, but once the horsepower starts to tire, the heavy cavalry will rest and can only dismount and fight on foot.

Fortunately, Zhang Qi and the others are only seven people, and there are nine horses. In addition, Ma Gui is a creation of the world of riding and cutting, so they can still keep up with the rhythm in turns.

"start."

"Heavy snow is coming, I have to find a place to repair."

Man is not as good as God, and he thought he would hurry up today, but Hui's words let Zhang Qi know that heavy snow was coming.

For those who have been slaves in the hands of the Huns for more than ten years, it is a compulsory course to see the weather on the grassland clearly. All the slaves who do not know the weather trends have long been covered under the heavy snow.

Zhang Qi nodded, and said in a deep voice, "Eagle! Go and see if there is a suitable place nearby."

"Everyone tightens the supply ropes and prepares for repairs!"

Hearing the order, Ying directly rode out of the queue and headed for the distance, while the rest of the people left got off their horses one after another, and adjusted the ropes that bound the supplies on the horse's back.

Whoosh.

The crossbowman shot out with a crossbow, a flower of blood bloomed on the snow, and a snow fox hiding in the snowdrift for food was shot dead with a crossbow.

"Harrier, go pick it up, add lunch today."

Seeing the results of the crossbowmen, Zhang Qi smiled. These NPC soldiers in the outside world are more terrifying than in the world of riding and slashing. The outside world is a place that pays attention to science, and being shot at a vital point by an arrow is a death sentence.

In the world of riding and slashing, they are all facing monsters with blood bars like them.

"Oh!" Harrier screamed, and ran over to pick up the snow fox on the ground. The snowdrift was loose and peeled off. Just as Harrier was about to turn around, he glanced at the snowdrift where the snow fox was hiding before, and it remained stiff and pale. hands are revealed.

"Qi! There is a situation!"

Harrier let out a loud cry, knelt down and dug up the snowdrift, and he dug out a young body from the snow.

Hearing Harrier's cry, Zhang Qi leaned over vigilantly holding the heavy crossbow, and he didn't relax a little until he saw the young corpse that Harrier was carrying.

"It's dead. There are several bite marks on its body. It should be discovered by this fox and it is about to eat it."

Harrier threw the child's body on the ground and said.

Then he kicked the snow fox on the ground with an unlucky face.

"Just ate, this fox can't eat more."

Others also gathered around, glanced at the dead body of the young child on the ground, and stopped looking at the snow fox. Now they are not short of food. If it was before, even if it was an animal that ate a whole person, they would eat it. You can talk about it, but now, it's no longer necessary.

Zhang Qi put the heavy crossbow on his back again, glanced at the corpse of the child on the ground, and then glanced around. There were several raised snow bumps.

I didn't think much of it before, but after discovering a body, those snow bags were very conspicuous.

"Look through and see if there are any under those snow bags."

After Zhang Qi said, the others went to turn over the snow, and as expected, after a while, Uncle and the others found four more corpses, two old men and two girls.

"It seems that there should be a small tribe nearby." Zhang Qi murmured as he looked at the corpses.

Just in time, the eagle who had gone out to find a campsite also came back with his horse.

"Qi! Six miles to the east, there is a small tribe with a population of less than a hundred!"

The eagle reined in the horse's reins, and the prairie horse neighed and stopped.

"really."

Zhang Qi's eyes half-closed all of a sudden, thinking.

After a while, he whistled, and the prairie horse trotted over the snow to his side.

"Get on the horse! Let's go as a guest!"

Zhang Qi greeted him, and the others understood as well, getting on their horses one after another.

"Eagle, lead the way."

"Haha, go, come with me."

Among them, Ying was the most excited one. As soon as he twitched his horse's hips, the prairie horse led the way on the creaking snow.

It's not far six miles away, and they will arrive in about ten minutes.

More than [-] felt houses stand in the snow field leaning on the mountain line.

Inside the wooden fence, less than half a hundred cattle and sheep huddled together for warmth, and there were more than a dozen prairie horses outside.

It seems that this small tribe really can't survive anymore, there is only such a small amount of cattle and sheep.

For a normal small tribe, cattle and sheep are their fields, and it often takes more than a dozen cattle and sheep to feed one person. Now, except for these cattle and sheep that have been reserved for breeding, all others have disappeared.

I don't know if it was a natural disaster or a man-made disaster.

The prairie women who were working outside to milk the cows saw a few horses coming towards them, and they threw away the buckets in their hands and shouted in fright.

Hearing the women's shouts, twenty or thirty strong men rushed out of the yurt, each with a bow in his hand.

Zhang Qi raised his arm, Bo and the others reined in their horses and stopped, and those prairie men gathered together one after another, ready to bend their bows and set arrows at any time.

A leading man stepped out from the crowd, holding a machete in his hand.

"Praise the gods, I don't know where you nobles come from?"

It can be seen that they don't want to fight, and now their tribe is in a precarious situation. Before the heavy snowfall, Shan Yuting collected another batch of cattle and sheep taxes, which made it difficult for them to survive this winter.

Immediately on the grassland, Zhang Qi also muttered praises to the gods, and then said in the Hun language without getting off the horse.

"Those young children and old people outside are from your tribe?"

Zhang Qi's question made the leading man look a bit complicated, one of them was his daughter.

"Can't your tribe hold on anymore?"

Seeing that the man didn't reply, Zhang Qi continued to speak on his own.

Since the person on the opposite side doesn't want to do anything, then he can only appear more noble if he is arrogant.

"What does your lord want to say? There is no need for the prairie man to go round and round. You have also seen the situation of the tribe. Yes, we are indeed very difficult, and we can no longer bear another taxation."

"I didn't say that I came to collect taxes. This time, I came to help you."

Zhang Qi spoke slowly on the horse, and waved a finger at the man: "Han slaves have ten catties of grain, barbarian slaves have eight catties of grain, and children have five catties of grain. Do you want to exchange it?"

"You know, the grain I'm talking about is grain from the Han region. One catty is enough for a person to barely survive for a few days. Although it's not much, you still have a chance to survive this winter."

(End of this chapter)