[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-warlord-starting-with-daily-intelligence":3,"chapter-warlord-starting-with-daily-intelligence-warlord-starting-with-daily-intelligence-chapter-112":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Warlord: Starting with Daily Intelligence",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2338575,4572,"Chapter 112: Complete Herd of Firehorses!","warlord-starting-with-daily-intelligence-chapter-112",112,"\u003Cp>Those present had never even seen a hundred gold coins gathered together; even when raiding the scorpion nest, there were only dozens of gold coins at most.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So they could not possibly imagine what it would look like to have over two thousand gold coins together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s the value after selling them—if not sold, they’re just a few Firehorses!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But this herd of Firehorses is a complete clan, including mares and foals.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I plan to keep these horses in my domain—they’ll be the seed to breed hundreds or even thousands of Firehorses!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master, I’ll notify all our clan members at once!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing his master’s vision, Pik’s expression turned grave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Earlier, it had been mere shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now that he confirmed there truly were so many Firehorses, he knew he had to take this extremely seriously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, this mission was by far the most important since the Hunting Village joined the Storm Domain!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the perfect moment to report to Lord Gervas.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An hour and a half later, Gervas arrived with over a hundred men near the Dragon’s Blood Grass Gorge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He did not advance further, fearing their scent might alert the Firehorses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And since the Hunting Village was involved, professional matters must be left to professionals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Pik, it’s all up to you now!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master, we won’t let a single Firehorse escape!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pik and his men were full of confidence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In other terrain, they might not have had such assurance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this long, deep gorge ahead was a natural trap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then let’s begin!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gervas nodded in satisfaction and watched Pik and his men enter the gorge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since the gorge had no tall trees—only low grass—he could clearly see what Pik and his men were doing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they advanced, Pik and his men smeared dung over their bodies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When they reached the location of the Dragon’s Blood Grass, they began digging pits and laying ropes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After half an hour of frantic work, Pik returned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master, our traps are set. Now we wait in ambush—no disturbances inside the gorge, or we’ll scare off the approaching Firehorses!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gervas understood perfectly, confirmed Pik didn’t need his men’s help, and ordered the guards to retreat two li.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He himself stayed behind, crouching with Lei Meng on the cliffside, waiting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time passed second by second; after half an hour, several brown shapes appeared at the far end of the gorge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They’re here!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gervas and Lei Meng exchanged glances, both eyes alight with excitement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially Lei Meng—he clenched his fists unconsciously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though his lord had already told him Firehorses would come,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>seeing dozens of them as a herd still left Lei Meng stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was dozens of Firehorses—most noble families couldn’t possibly own so many.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the initial thrill, both Lei Meng and Gervas pressed themselves lower, burying themselves deep in the grass, leaving only their eyes fixed on the distance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Probably because they were foraging with their entire clan, the Firehorses were extremely cautious—even more so than the Swift Grey Rabbits from last time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Firehorses sniffed repeatedly, hesitating and pacing at the gorge’s entrance for a long while, yet refused to enter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if the grass at the entrance tasted better than the Dragon’s Blood Grass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as Gervas and Lei Meng began to wonder if the herd had sensed something, one Firehorse finally stepped slowly into the gorge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it only went about ten meters before pausing to graze again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After five or six full minutes, seeing no danger, it lifted its head toward the gorge’s depths and began walking forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other adult Firehorses then began entering one by one, in pairs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet they too did not rush in—instead, they lined up orderly, spaced dozens of meters apart, eating a few mouthfuls, then taking a few steps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this point, the first Firehorse had reached the gorge’s midpoint—the Dragon’s Blood Grass now lay ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its pace quickened slightly; once inside the grass zone, it scanned the surroundings one final time, then lowered its head to chew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crunching sounds echoed loudly in the quiet gorge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chewing as it walked, another five or six minutes passed before the Firehorse finally lifted its head and looked toward its companions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoa!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A long, piercing neigh made the distant Firehorses lift their heads.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clip-clop! Clip-clop!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, five or six foals, previously out of sight, entered the gorge under their mothers’ lead, trotting happily toward the gorge’s midpoint with their short legs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other Firehorses gradually joined the run, surrounding the foals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s done!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the foals’ appearance, Gervas knew today’s hunt was essentially won.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Indeed, the Firehorses were now completely at ease; once the foals and adults reached the midpoint, they no longer bothered to scan their surroundings—they eagerly began crunching away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the Firehorses fed in tight clusters—originally to better protect their young, but now it gave the hunters a better chance to capture them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rustle! Rustle!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rustle! Rustle!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the Firehorses grazed peacefully on the Dragon’s Blood Grass, wooden stakes and ropes suddenly erupted from the ground, forming a tight circle around the herd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No wonder they were professionals—this encirclement was far more concealed and sturdy than Gervas’s last attempt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not only had the supporting stakes lain flat in the grass beforehand, but the restraining ropes numbered five thick strands—so even the foals couldn’t escape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to this, Gervas’s last success in capturing seven Firehorses had been pure luck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such commotion naturally alerted the Firehorses—they immediately panicked and bolted in all directions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the surrounding ropes completely blocked their escape; soon, the large and small Firehorses became flies trapped in a jar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neighs and hoofbeats filled the entire gorge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hunters didn’t dare delay—they now threw off the thick layers of grass covering them, rising up and shouting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each held a rope noose, spun it several times to build momentum, then hurled it without hesitation toward the Firehorses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their throwing technique was expert—no one missed; every noose landed firmly around a Firehorse’s neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once the noose caught, the hunters yanked hard, tightening the slipknots around the Firehorses’ necks, then left them be.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, they picked up a second noose and began throwing again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ropes had been pre-anchored to low wooden stakes already driven into the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This way, they didn’t have to worry about the Firehorses struggling—they could throw more nooses, just in case.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In just a few seconds, over forty Firehorses each had at least three nooses around their necks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if they struggled violently now, it would be useless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Excellent!” Gervas, seeing this, couldn’t help rising to his feet and cheering.\u003C\u002Fp>",1092,"2026-06-20T22:44:01.160Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","14ea0035f7b9bc4bc0bdd0344a91de96dc87064a8f895c165a434b6f1def42cc","warlord-starting-with-daily-intelligence-chapter-113","warlord-starting-with-daily-intelligence-chapter-111",521,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwarlord-starting-with-daily-intelligence-cover.jpg"]