Chapter 1543: The Wind Blows Through the Grass, Revealing Cattle and Sheep

The sky is vast, the wilds are boundless; the wind blows through the grass, revealing cattle and sheep. On the western grasslands after the start of summer, although it is lush and green, the morning and evening temperatures are unbearably low, and there is even ice on the water in the morning.

Although summers like this do not happen every year, the people of the Wulengge Tribe are already accustomed to it. After all, the weather here is just like this; although the summer is not hot, it is too short, and the winter is too long. Even though summer has already arrived, it will drop in temperature whenever it pleases, catching you off guard.

This is the center of the Wulengge Tribe, a vast grassland beside the Shenhu. Everywhere there are cattle and sheep, stretching on endlessly. This is also the most densely populated area of the Wulengge Tribe. Although they are a nomadic people, they can manage to stay here all four seasons without needing to go out and roam.

The Tribal Chief Yegaer controls everything here. Like other large tribes, his power comes from the bloodline inheritance of his father. However, they do have one difference: the new Tribal Chief must be chosen from among all the Tribal Chief's children. The one designated by the Tribal Chief does not count; they must go and compete among themselves.

They need to fight their own brothers and also wrestle a yak alone. If you do not have the ability to wrestle a yak, then you are not qualified to become a capable Tribal Chief, because you lack powerful martial strength. If you are afraid of livestock, you will be mocked to death.

Yegaer was the Tribal Chief elected under such competitive conditions. He is almost the most powerful Soldier in the entire tribe. As for wisdom, that sort of thing is unnecessary; as long as you can kill wild beasts and protect your tribespeople, that is enough.

As for the yaks here, there are several kinds. One kind they domesticate is smaller in size and a bit more docile. After domestication, although they still have a wild nature, it is at least within a range that humans can control. Their domestication and slaughter are both safe.

There is another kind of yak they call the Great Yak, which likes to live near the snow-capped mountains in the distance, but they are also often seen in their territory.

To them, the most terrifying wild beast is not the flower bear, nor is it the wolf pack, but the grass-eating Great Yak. Its body is so tall that it can tower over two of their own yaks.

They do not dare to domesticate this thing, because after seeing such a Great Yak, you had best hope it has not seen you. Otherwise, if you fail to kill it, you will certainly die, because the white vapor sprayed from its nose can blow the soil on the ground. It only takes one charge, and then a toss with its horns, and you will fly into the sky; there is no possibility of surviving.

If you can retreat unscathed when facing a Great Yak, everyone will say that Heaven is protecting you and your luck is good enough. If you can kill a Great Yak alone, the Tribal Chief will have to worry about whether you will snatch his position as Tribal Chief.

(A word of advice: when traveling in the west, if you see a wild yak, you must not provoke it. Even if you hide in a car, it can flip the car over for you. A jab from its ox horn and your tires are finished. Among the most terrifying wild beasts in the west, besides the Tibetan horse bear, the wild yak counts as one.)

Originally, this would have been a very normal year. Although the weather was a bit cold, the grass that had already grown would not go dormant again because of this slight drop in temperature, nor would it cause any reduction in Grass Seed production. They do not pay much attention to the Grass Seed here; they collect as much as they can, and they do not rely on it for survival anyway.

But there is some very bad news: a tribe sent over a group of children, saying that the tribe they belonged to had been wiped out by a tribe called Huaxia.

Yegaer was a bit shocked. He had naturally heard the name Huaxia, because they had once traded with Huaxia. The best things would all be sent to him, and he was very familiar with the name Huaxia because he very much wanted to see this wealthy and powerful tribe with his own eyes.

However, he was not doing it for trade, but to see if he could conquer them. As the Tribal Chief of the Wulengge Tribe, one must of course be a bit more aggressive and a bit more courageous. The act of trading can only be carried out when there is no other choice; that is also an activity conducted by the weak.

If it weren't for the Jiangshui Tribe in the past, he would have long since had people snatch everything at the gathering. Last year went as he wished, and they did indeed snatch a lot, but many also escaped. Otherwise, last year would have been a huge profit.

Ever since that natural disaster, although his own tribe suffered losses, it did not hurt the foundation. However, the Jiangshui Tribe perished because of it, and there was no one left on this land who could limit the development of the Wulengge Tribe.

Yegaer wanted to let his tribespeople go to the former territory of the Jiangshui Tribe to graze cattle and expand his own territory, and he succeeded. But amidst all the good news, such a piece of bad news arrived.

He listened to the people from that tribe finish telling the life stories of these children. They escaped during the attack by Huaxia, then carried food, and a group of children walked for a very, very long time in the wilderness before reaching their tribe.

And of the many children at that time, in the end, because of various reasons, not even one-third remained. Those who were left were all relatively older. According to them, those children died of hunger because they had nothing to eat, and died of exhaustion because they could not keep up.

As for what the truth was, Yegaer did not care. He did not need to investigate. Since these children came back alive, there was no need to torture his own living children for the sake of some dead ones. The Wulengge Tribe is relatively ruthless to outsiders, but they are quite good to the children of their own tribe. After all, children are the future, and every child can grow up to be a warrior in the future.

"Tell me again in detail, what is that Huaxia like?" (Translated)

"Tribal Chief, we only saw many, many people. They were also riding cattle, and the Weapons in their hands all had reflections. They are very good at fighting and very powerful.

We were driven into a cave to hide. By the time we knew what was happening, the Soldiers had already lost. We don't know how long they had been dead, but the women of the tribe were already moving the grain. They secretly left us some food so that we could survive and bring the news back."

Yegaer slapped his thigh and asked: "What about your Tribal Chief, Bosa? You are a large tribe, how could you have lost in such a short time? Even if Huaxia is big, they couldn't have defeated you in just a few days, right?"

The leading child said: "Tribal Chief, Bosa and the Tribal Chiefs of the surrounding tribes were all gathered together. They went to see the territory of the Jiangshui Tribe, preparing to graze there and incidentally snatch some tribes to get through the Winter."