[Slow Travel] Assassin System - Mingguang

Hatred seems to be something that can never be avoided in the grassland conquest. Conquest and being conquered have long been engraved in the bones and blood of the Tartars. What is so strange about success and defeat, and the weak and the strong?

Perhaps only those children who have never experienced fighting, who have gone smoothly since childhood, and suddenly become slaves when they encounter drastic changes, will make excessively fierce resistance when they do not have the strength.

No one will care about the hysteria committed by the little slave, and no one will remember the dream language he uttered,

In the end, Miao Xuan didn't care about this inexplicable prairie specialty, he threw him to Ba Ri (Ba Ri: ...), and stopped asking about it.

Soon, Miao Xuan put this matter to the back of his mind, because immediately afterward, this cold winter finally showed its cruel side...

The hardest time of this winter has come.

The passage of time can be counted, and almost everyone knows that there is only the last hurdle left in this cold winter, but this last hurdle is so difficult, I don’t know how many lives longing for the sun were killed before dawn.

The heavy snow day and night has almost become the norm, and the sky seems to be in an eternal slumber forever, and sometimes people can't even tell the difference between morning and night.

The prediction of the Holy Mountain has come true again. Maybe there are some warm areas that survived on the grasslands in previous years, but this year there will never be such a good thing.

The snow disaster swept across the grassland, and there was no preference for one over another. In the face of such a vast world, all human struggles seemed fragile and powerless.

But no one thought that there would be a blizzard in Kuoluan, a leeward valley.

In order to cope with the cold winter, the Tatars have very rich experience in fuel handling and storage, which, like dry food production and animal husbandry skills, are traditional arts with a long history.

But this winter's harshness has far exceeded the expectations of the herdsmen. Even though the green company has made the best preparations, it still encounters various problems. Until now, the most serious of them is the fuel shortage.

The cold will double the disease and hunger, and fuel is the basis for keeping warm. Whether it is the elderly, children or livestock cubs, once they leave the last heating, the consequences will be disastrous.

In this way, while the weather is still sunny, Qilulian must make preparations to replenish the fuel depot that has bottomed out.

It was a cloudy morning—maybe it was a morning, and it was rare that there was no snow, and there was only a knife-like wind howling on the snow.

But such a harsh environment can't stop humans from going out. The vast land is rich in forest resources. When fuel is in short supply, people naturally turn their attention to the trees. After the threat of wolves is gone, this forest will be It has completely become the property of Qilulian.

The biggest risk of logging in winter lies in the unpredictable terrain. No one knows whether there are bottomless potholes hidden under those fluffy and white snowdrifts. At this time, the grace of Darigachi played a role again. He led his people through the snow to open a safe path, and soon brought back untreated wood.

This kind of large-scale survival activity requires the participation of the whole tribe. As one of the important combat forces, Miao Xuan must also participate. Soon Darigachi was pleasantly surprised to find that his little brother had an advantage in cutting trees, so Immediately regarded Miao Xuan as a new energy hatchet, and only made a joint debut with his own new concept road roller. If you count Chaoluomen's aerial camera, it is really perfect.

And in this snow-covered environment, Miao Xuan's grace has another huge advantage. He can walk through the snow without any obstacles, without worrying about the traps under the snow and the obstacles of the snow itself.

If someone accidentally falls into a snow cave, Miao Xuan can easily rescue him. After all, shadows exist in every corner of the world. With the help of shadows, he can ignore the obstacles of snow.

The cutting efficiency of the green company in winter is very high. If everything goes well, they only need a few days to fill in the gaps, but God seems unwilling to help. Appeared.

The snow was ravaged by the strong wind, and the visibility plummeted. Looking around, it seemed that only white fog with no direction could be seen. In this kind of weather, human beings cannot drive blindly. It is also easy to fall into a deep pit hidden by snow, and if no shelter is found, a person exposed to the surface will quickly become an ice sculpture.

Therefore, people living outside the camp must not run to the camp regardless, but judge their own situation according to the distance and direction. Maybe they need to use the ice and snow around them to build a rough bunker, or they are lucky enough to find a natural existence such as a cave. Save your energy and wait for the end of the snowstorm.

Experienced Tartars are not afraid of snowstorms. Darigachi is very calm. He summoned his people to him, raised a bunker directly from the ground, and then built a shelter with the help of ice and snow for the people around him. and hide from the horses.

At this point, the outside blizzard was temporarily blocked from the shelter, and the shelter was pitch black. No one would waste light sources and fire at this time, and only vaguely saw shaking figures.

Miao Xuan was also squatting in this thick snow bag. This was the first time he had encountered such a situation in this world. There would be no snowstorms on the holy mountain. Although winter would be colder, snowfall was rare.

But in such a bad environment, Darigachi is still full of fighting spirit. He naturally occupies the center of the shelter, talks with his clansmen with a loud voice, and even jokes with them and laughs out loud. As if they weren't the ones who encountered Blizzard's problems.

Miao Xuan admired him in his heart. For the tribes on the grassland, Darigachi is indeed the best leader. No matter what kind of difficulties they encounter, as long as they follow him, they seem to have a direction.

In this icy darkness, Miao Xuan suddenly felt something approaching cautiously, and he turned his head in surprise: "Chao Luomen, what's wrong?"

The boy's movements paused, and then he whispered: "Little uncle, can you still recognize me?"

"Of course." Miao Xuan said firmly, "I can recognize all of you."

Although the light is dim, the shadows can increase part of the perception, and Miao Xuan can still see the blood and blue bars. Different people have completely different data. With the assistance of a small system, he will basically not recognize the wrong person.

Chao Luomen probably also knew that he had asked a stupid question, and he whispered again: "I can also see my little uncle, and the outside world - a vast expanse of whiteness, nothing at all."

"Dawn Star" can obtain a range of vision without being affected by light. At this moment, Chao Luomen is staring at the outside world, but it's a pity that the snowstorm also obscured his vision.

This is probably the first time that Tian Enlai, a teenager who awakened, saw such a scene. He could hardly capture any effective information, and could only shrink in an isolated island in the vast snowy sea.

It was only then that Miao Xuan came to his senses that Chao Luomen was probably scared. When he thought that this mature child was also so anxious, he actually found it a little funny, so he leaned into his ear and comforted him: "Don't be afraid, this snowstorm It won't last long."

Outside the shelter is howling wind and snow, while inside the shelter is noisy. The conversation between the two must be close enough to be conveyed.

After Zhao Luomen heard the comfort, his body froze, and then he said as if emphasizing something: "I'm not afraid!"

Having said that, he unconsciously moved closer to Miao Xuan, and the two of them were already shoulder to shoulder.

Miao Xuan laughed softly, but before he could say anything else, Dari Gachi, who was in charge of the atmosphere, had already called him by name, and he asked loudly in the dark: "Huo Erlanle, where are you? Come on, tell me what kind of woman you want to find in the future!"

Miao Xuan wiped his face, raised his voice and replied, "I'm here, I haven't thought about this question."

Everyone around booed together, and Darigachi was also very dissatisfied: "You are almost 16 years old! What's there to be shy about? Speak up! You haven't tasted it yet, have you?"

Miao Xuan: ...

I'm sorry, I'm actually quite experienced, the problem is that the gender is wrong.

This time it was Chao Luomen's turn to chuckle in a low voice, and he even poked the little uncle beside him with his elbow, full of urging and teasing.

But just when Miao Xuan was thinking of tricks to fool the past, there was a sudden change, and there was a rumbling muffled sound on the ground outside the bunker, followed by unstoppable earthquakes, as if thunder had fallen. Underground!

At this moment, the relaxed and happy atmosphere in the bunker came to an abrupt end. Everyone listened to the movement in surprise. After a long time, when the sound dissipated, Darigachi said in a deep voice, "It's an avalanche."

The terrain in the Kuo Luan area is low and concave, and there are of course snow mountains around, and the direction from which the sound of the avalanche came——

Chao Luomen lost his voice: "It's our camp!"

*

Mountain snow collapsed.

No one knows where this avalanche started, but when it happened, it was out of control.

After the collapse, the snow on the mountain poured down, layer upon layer, and finally fell to the ground together, just like the slap of the sea tide, bringing up thousands of layers of snow waves. The snowstorm rose and could no longer land on the ground. Even the blizzard that covered the sky and the sun could not cover up this frightening movement.

There are deep trenches outside Qilulian's camp, and there is also a long distance from the snow-capped mountains, but these human-made obstacles cannot completely stop the cold disaster.

The sky is completely pale, and the ground is covered with snow-covered waves. The ubiquitous snow and ice soon invaded the human territory, wandering freely with the biting cold wind, or pressing heavily on the human tents. or float into the gaps of the yurt, bringing cold and disease to the people and animals hiding in it.

Geriletu witnessed the coming of the natural disaster with his own eyes. At this moment, the felt tent became the last shelter. The cattle and sheep were rushed into the tent and lived with their owners. The dry ice and snow hit the tent roof, bringing fine and Horrible sound.

A sharp wailing faintly came from the snowstorm, intertwined with the stern barking of dogs, and Geriletu knew what it meant—a yurt was crushed by the ice and snow, and this last shelter was defeated.

What will happen to the people in the yurt, will they be crushed to death in this collapse, or trapped to death because they cannot escape from the ruins?No one knows, and no one can help.

Geriletu could indeed release a sun-like halo to melt the ice and snow outside the big tent, but his strength was too weak. He could resist the wolf king's attack because it was just a wild wolf. With boundaries, how can Kegeriletu fight against the endless sky, earth and sky?

Maybe only Dari Gachi is left. This leader has the power to shake the earth. Maybe he can temporarily shelter the human camp?

But at this most critical juncture, Nayan, who was leading Lulian, was not here, and he was also blocked by the cold disaster.

In the big tent, the two He Duns were leaning together to protect the few fire sources in the big tent, and their maids surrounded the master, and there was a flock of sheep crowded in this big tent. At this moment, the domestic animals have become their best companions again, supporting their owners to survive in the freezing weather.

Although survival was safe, the long blizzard itself was mental torture. Even though no female slave dared to cry under the auspices and suppression of the two He Duns, the invisible panic was still contagious in everyone's hearts.

Geriletu was having a headache because of this, but suddenly found that the situation had improved a lot. The maids around him even shed their tears quietly, and even he felt a strange excitement in his heart. Geriletu Suddenly, he looked at his elder brother beside him, and indeed he saw Alatan nodding his head towards him, confirming his guess.

Since the accident of the wolves attack, the grace of the two brothers has jumped at an extremely fast speed, as if there is a huge improvement every day, and now Alatan has been able to quietly affect the emotions of the people around him, only with him Geriletu, who was quite strong, sensed something was wrong.

I don't know how long the wind and snow lasted, and there was no noisy sound outside the big tent. This was not because the wind stopped and the snow stopped, but because the thick snow had blocked the outside of the felt tent, piled up into a dense A real snow cave.

At this time, it is necessary to pay attention to ventilation, otherwise the charcoal fire in the tent will be extinguished, and people and animals will be suffocated to death. Fortunately, Geriletu can melt the snow layer, so that the vents will not be completely blocked.

At this moment, Geriletu was keenly aware of the change, he stood up first, and looked in the direction of the door——

In the shadow that the fire could not reach, a figure condensed out of thin air, and then, the shadow shattered, revealing the young man hidden in the shadow.

He was still dressed in the same dark red robe, and he was still as calm and calm as ever. Although judging by the standards of the grassland, Huo Erlanle's figure was still a bit green, but at this moment, he was The most reliable man in the world.

There are still two children in Huo Erlanle's arms, and I don't know where they rescued them. It must have been difficult for him to travel this way. He didn't wear the coat on his body, only a thin robe and a bundle of hair. The girdle also fell off, so a head of long hair was sloppily scattered behind him, with condensed bits of ice and snow.

The He Duns cried out in surprise, Huo Erlanle stepped forward quickly, handed the two children in his hands to the maid, and said to the anxious hostesses: "Don't worry, brother and the clansmen are all fine, wait until the wind blows." I can return immediately after the snow stops, but I don’t worry about the camp, so I came back first.”

After appeasing his sister-in-law, Huo Erlanle affirmed his students: "Alatan, Gerilatu, you have kept the big tent very well, and I will continue to hand it over to you."

Alatan hurriedly asked: "Little uncle, do you still want to go out?!"

Huo Erlanle said as a matter of course: "I saw some collapsed felt tents, I have to see if there are any survivors who need rescue, and I have to bring Wuyun Yada here... there should be many wounded here again .”

Geriletu also rushed to the little uncle's side. It wasn't until he was at this distance that he realized that not only his long hair was stained with snowdrops, but even his eyelashes were not spared, and his temples were also frozen together. , the light in the big tent was very dim, which made those black eyes extraordinarily hazy.

"Little uncle, have a sip of wine first." Geriletu couldn't help but stuff the water bag into Huo Erlanle's hand. The water bag was filled with spirits, because it had been kept in his arms and kept warm consistent temperature.

The fingers of the two touched, and Gerile really felt the icy cold—he touched the fingertips like ice.

Geriletu didn't know if these steel finger cots could withstand the severe cold, but since Huo Erlanle still wore them, it meant they could be used.

Huo Erlanle took the water bag, raised his head and drank it all in one gulp, then he patted the shoulders of the two nephews and said in relief: "Don't worry, the ice and snow can't stop me, I'll go back as soon as I go."

As the voice fell, the shadow wrapped around the boy's body, and it collapsed like a wave of water, disappearing into the tent out of thin air.

Geriletu stared fixedly at the gradually calming shadow on the ground, and put away the water bag casually. His divine grace was enough to protect the big tent, but at this moment he still hated himself for being too weak and not having the power to drive away the wind and snow.

*

After a day and a night, the blizzard finally ended, and the gloomy daylight peeked out through a layer of gloom, which was regarded as a reward for the survivors.

Darigachi rushed back to the camp with his people, and immediately took over the aftermath work without stopping. The thick snow almost buried the habitat of human beings, and it was a mess as far as the eye could see. People struggled to identify the location, and dug out felt tents, utensils, and frozen corpses buried deep under the snowdrifts.

Miao Xuan hadn't slept all night. At this moment, he could no longer find signs of life from under the snowdrifts, so he could finally sit down and rest. There were countless victims in this snowstorm, and what he could help was only a drop in the bucket.

The cold disaster does not speak of human reason, and almost no one can resist this kind of fateful death. It was not until the sun was bright that Miao Xuan knew that one of the old servants who had taken care of Huo Erlanle from childhood was also there. He died in an accident before returning.

Aunt Lin didn't say anything, but after the snow stopped, she and another old servant dragged the corpse out and piled it up with the rest of the victims of the snow disaster.

This long excavation was like a second disaster. People dug out their belongings, livestock, and even relatives from the snowdrifts. The legs were like dry branches, straddling the rigid bodies.

There was an old woman who fell out of a snowdrift and staggered to the ground. Her left arm was embracing a frozen lamb and her right hand was embracing a frozen child. , Facing the supreme sky, let out a roar like a beast dying of illness.

He Dun, one of Darigachi, rushed forward and hugged the woman tightly. The two should be old acquaintances. He Dun wailed and wailed, but the woman remained motionless, as if all the tears had been taken by He Dun for her. After all the cries faded away in the cold wind, it could not be heard in this valley.

Miao Xuan lowered his eyes and stopped watching this scene. At this moment, a big man exuding heat sat beside him. It was his eldest nephew who had been pawing the snow all morning.

Ba Gen wiped the sweat off his face. He was so tired that he was sweating profusely in this freezing weather. He only heard him whisper: "Little uncle, thank you, you saved Uzhina mother and daughter."

Miao Xuan was stunned for a while before he realized that Uzhina seemed to be Ba Gen's fiancée. He caught a lot of people last night, and he couldn't remember who they were unless he asked the system.

Miao Xuan threw the water bag in his hand to Ba Gen: "Put on your clothes, don't get sick from the cold."

Ba Gen did as he said without saying anything, and then he thanked him solemnly again, and without resting for a while, he strode in another direction with his water bag in hand.

The people who are searching and rescuing in the camp are almost all the same as Ba Gen. Regardless of age or gender, they walked silently on the uneven snow. No one complained about their sufferings, and no one hated the sky. Maybe it was because they were used to this grassland. cruelty, or knowing that emotional catharsis is useless.

The world is vast, and the birds and beasts are completely gone, only the ants bear the weight to survive.