Age of Empires: Beginning Reincarnation as Prince of Qin

Chapter 142 Hunting during Migration! ! ! (seeking subscription)
After receiving Bai Qi's order, the various ministries immediately organized elite cavalry teams and began to round up the migrating grassland teams of various ethnic groups.

"Tick, tick, tick."

It's true that the house leaks and it rains continuously, and the boat is late and encounters the headwind.On the way to evacuate the grassland ministries, it started to rain lightly again.

You must know that among these migrating people are not only the young and strong of various ethnic groups, but also the old, weak, women and children of various ethnic groups, as well as a large number of cattle, sheep and horses.

Even if it doesn't rain, this kind of family migration is not easy, let alone the heavy rain that is frighteningly falling in the sky.

"Crack!"

"Boom!"

After a pale blue lightning flashed across the sky, there was a rumbling thunder.Immediately afterwards, there was a burst of "crackling" rain falling head-on.

"Hu, hu, hu."

The rain on the grassland was very fast, and there were also gusts of wind. At this time, not to mention people migrating against the wind, even livestock could no longer move.

"Camp!"

"Camp!"

A shouting man wearing animal skin galloped back and forth in the team, shouting loudly, reminding the tribe to set up camp.

At this time, the wind and rain are urgent, and the weather is no longer suitable for rushing.

The clansmen took out their tents from the carriage one after another and began to camp on the spot.After setting up the barracks, many people began to nail large wooden stakes on the ground. These large wooden stakes were used to tie ropes to fix the tents.

Soon the tent was set up, the elderly, children, and women first entered the tent to hide from the rain, and the young and strong began to nail down wooden stakes in the heavy rain, fixed them with rope nets, and pulled up temporary cattle and sheep pens to prevent them from waiting. There will be too many storms, and the cattle and sheep will be lost.

This migrating tribe can only be regarded as a medium-sized tribe on the grassland, with a population of more than [-] people, including men, women, and children.

However, the population is not too large.But this tribe has quite a lot of livestock. Combined with cattle, sheep and horses, there must be at least [-] hairy ones.

After being busy for two or three hours, from afternoon to dark, the tribe pitched their tents.

After the cattle and sheep were settled, the young and strong people in the tribe also entered the tent, and the dry cow dung was used as firewood in the tent, and a bonfire had already been lit.

Above the bonfire, hung a copper pot, in which was the Huns' favorite kumiss.

"Mother, take good care of the baby tonight, it's my turn to be on duty today!" The man poured a glass of kumiss and said to the woman who was sitting on the bed and holding the baby.

This bed is very simple. It is a cart used to pull goods during the day. Put some animal skins and bedding on it, and it becomes a bed during migration.

"It's windy and rainy outside, be careful!" the Hun woman told her while holding the child.

"Understood, understood!" said the strong Hun, drank the kumiss on the table, poured another pot into the leather pouch at his waist, picked up the waist knife on the table, and the coir raincoat on the boat left the tent.

Although it was windy and rainy, there were still sentries near the camp.It is not only to guard against the Seven Nations Allied Forces, but also to guard against the wolves on the grassland.

This kind of weather is a good weather for the wolves to forage. If the guards are negligent and the wolves sneak into the camp, it is uncertain how many animals will die.

You know, if a wolf like animal gets mixed into the cattle and sheep pen, although he can't eat many animals, he will kill a lot of animals.

For the Huns, wolves are not actually scary.Because, no matter in a large wolf pack, it is impossible to be an opponent of a crowd with strong bows and crossbows.

On the grassland, people alone may be afraid of wolves, but people in groups will definitely not be afraid of wolves.

"Crack!"

"Boom!"

"Hu, hu, hu!"

"Crackling!"

Lightning, thunder, storm.

In the boundless heavy rain, a ten-man team was patrolling their defense zone, and the leader of them was the guy just now.

Although they were wearing coir raincoats, they were still completely drenched in the heavy rain.

Let's just say, they are all soaked, not even a single dry hair is left.

"Damn Qin people, if it weren't for them, we wouldn't have migrated!" A burly Hun man cursed in his mouth.

"It's not just the Qin people, in my opinion, the Central Plains people deserve to die!" Another Hun continued.

"Okay, stop talking about these complaints!"

"When we move to Langjuxu Mountain, we will fight a tough battle with the Allied Forces of the Seven Nations!" said the young man in charge.

During the heavy rain, these Huns were patrolling in the rain. They felt a little cold from time to time, so they took off the skin bags around their waists and poured a few mouthfuls of warm kumiss to keep them refreshed.

At the same time, about ten miles away from the Huns camp, a [-]-man cavalry team of the Han army had already set their sights on this team.

The leader of this cavalry of the Han army is wearing a chain armor with animal face and swallowing head, a purple gold crown with three-pronged hair on his head, a Xichuan red brocade robe with hundreds of flowers, a red rabbit horse whizzing thousands of miles under his crotch, and a square sky painted halberd in his hand.

This person is none other than the godson recognized by Emperor Liu Bang of the Han Dynasty, Lu Bu and Lu Feng first.

"General Lu, the situation of the enemy ahead has been ascertained. It is a Xiongnu tribe with about [-] people. There are more than [-] people who control strings, and there are at least [-] livestock!" Gao Shun handed over his hand and reported.

"Good guy, it's a big deal!" Zhang Liao also sighed beside him.

Today, Lu Bu controls a cavalry force of ten thousand men in the Han army, and the ten thousand commanders under him are Zhang Liao, Gao Shun, Wei Xu, Song Xian and others.

Lv Bu thought for a moment, in a tribe of ten thousand people, there are only five thousand people who control strings, and they can eat such a tribe.

What pleased Lu Bu the most was that the Hun tribe in front of him had a total of [-] animals.You know, this tribe of [-] people has [-] animals.This is equivalent to including the elderly and children, and each person has an average of ten animals.

This is a wealthy tribe. They have intercepted and killed the Huns for several days. This is the fattest fat sheep they have encountered.

"Zhang Liao, you lead Wei Xu, and Song Xian outflanks him from the left."

"Gao Shun, take Hou Cheng with you, and Hao Meng will surround you from the right."

"For the rest, Sui Wo will attack head-on! If anyone resists, shoot them to death!" Lu Bu coldly conveyed the order.

The night was dark and the rain was heavy. The sound of crackling rain and rumbling thunder had completely covered up the sound of horseshoes.

"Crack!"

A bleak blue lightning flashed across the night. With the bleak blue light, the Huns who were patrolling seemed to see a hazy figure in front of them.

He rubbed his eyes, afraid that he might have made a mistake, and when he looked closely again, sure enough, a figure in the night was getting closer and closer.

"There is someone, there is someone!" The strong Huns who watched the night shouted loudly.

(End of this chapter)