Reckless Through The New World

When you are busy, time always flies by quickly. The whole month of September passed in a flash.

By October, the south was still warm, but the northern part of the prairie had gotten noticeably colder. Every morning, there is a layer of frost on the grass blades, and the scope of the frost is still expanding, spreading to the whole grassland.

At this time, everyone could see that the weather was not right this year. In previous years, the weather was not so cold at this time. It should not be until mid-October or even late October before large-scale frost falls.

There is no doubt that this winter will be cold, much colder than usual!

In this case, all ethnic groups in the grasslands began to gather according to tradition.

Although Ivyin, the great chief of the horse clan, said that it is necessary to gather the strength of everyone to fight against natural disasters, the reason why natural disasters are natural disasters is that they cannot be resisted. Although she spoke plausibly and found a lot of helpers, facing a terrifying natural disaster that may not happen once in a hundred years, even those who were persuaded by her were uneasy in their hearts.

It's like bungee jumping. Standing on a high bungee jumping platform, even if the coach says "it's safe", most people will only tremble and dare not jump. It has nothing to do with courage, it is the nature of life.

For all ethnic groups in the grasslands, fear of cold waves and white disasters is also their innate nature.

So now the atmosphere on the grassland is a bit strange. On the one hand, the senior leaders of all ethnic groups are preparing for the magic ceremony, and on the other hand, they are arranging the middle and senior leaders to prepare for the war.

"Report to the warchief, another troop of the Lions has gone out." A centaur soldier in bright armor hurried into the emerald green tent and reported to Ivyin, who was sitting on the throne in the middle of the tent, "They said they were going. Hunt, store food."

With a cold snort, Ivy put down the documents at hand and said, "Send troops to hunt? When did the lions become so diligent?"

She looked at the chiefs and elders sitting in the tent, and asked, "Have you seen the lion clan so diligent?"

"never seen it."

"I've never heard of it."

"When the lions are short of food, don't they always use looting to solve the problem? They also hunt?" a young chief said disdainfully, "This can only deceive ghosts!"

"It seems that they still have no plans to give up the war after all!" An elder whose mane was mostly bald, and the rest were all white and curled up, sighed, "The ligers and tigers are the leaders of the carnivorous clans, the tigers The clan has made it clear before that they will never give up war preparations, and now the Lion clan is like this... I am afraid that this battle will eventually be fought!"

"If they want to fight, let them fight!" said the young chief before. "Anyway, don't expect our horses to help them this time!"

"yes!"

"That's right!"

"In the past, our tribes used to be cannon fodder for them, and now it's their turn to go all out!"

"Haha, I want to see how many people they are willing to fill in!"

The elders and chiefs immediately laughed happily, but there was deep resentment in their laughter.

In every white disaster in the past, various tribes in the grasslands formed a coalition to go out to loot, and the ligers and other tribes took advantage of their advantages to let the relatively weak tribes either take care of the logistics or take the lead in attacking the city. Although the logistics is safe, it does not take much credit, and in the end, there are not many spoils; although the first siege takes a lot of credit, it is extremely dangerous, and it is unknown how many people will die in one battle.

As for themselves, of course, they were sitting firmly in the middle of the army tent, waiting until the end of the siege battle and when the defenders were exhausted, they suddenly attacked. Not only the loss is small, but also the credit for breaking the city will be taken into the bag, and the ability to pick fruit can be described as perfect. If they were born in China, they would definitely have a common language with many sports officials. Maybe it is not Gou officials who are cultivated and used by higher-level leaders, but lion officials or tiger officials.

In contrast, the bear clan, which is also one of the three strong clans, is not good at playing such tricks. What they like is to bring a group of vassals, and everyone drinks a drink first, and when they are half-drunk, they shout slogans that they don't even understand, and they recklessly charge towards the enemy's position, putting their life and death aside.

Is it so fierce? Of course fierce!

Therefore, the population of the bear clan has not been able to increase. Even if it has a better reputation among the weak and small clans and has more supporters, it can only accompany the last among the three strong clans.

The centaurs, or the horse tribe, mostly took charge of the charge in the past aggressions. Their size is not suitable for climbing stairs and sieging cities, but they are suitable for charging into battle. Therefore, whenever fighting in the wild, the horses are responsible for attacking the enemy's position.

Rushing into the well-prepared infantry position, the damage was so great that it was terrifying to think about. But the horse clan had no choice. They lacked high-end force and could only suffer silently.

Want food? If you want food, you have to trade your life for it! What? You can eat grass so you don't need grain? Those who refuse to fight will be treated as food for others!

But now it's different! With Chief Ivyin and the support of the alien organization behind her, the horse clan is now full of confidence, and no one will buy it!

food? We don't want food, we can eat grass.

Ugh? Don't go, don't you want to say something else next? Don't go, there's something to say!

Conversations like this happened more than once during this time. Especially after the gathering of various clans, when the horse clan encounters the ligers and tigers, even if there is nothing to do, they have to get together, turn seventeen or eight turns, and turn the words here.

These few words condensed their long-standing resentment. According to those horse clan masters, every time they ridiculed like this, they felt refreshed and refreshed. After coming back, they could eat two more bales of grass, even when they were sleeping. have a good dream.

Of course, the Great Chief Ivyin knew about the practices of the tribe. But not only did she not stop this kind of behavior that provokes contradictions, but she encouraged and even encouraged the clan to make persistent efforts and ridicule.

She even declared plainly: "Scold! Just scold! If they want to fight, it's the same, just fight! If you can't fight back and call someone, fight again! You can't beat the chiefs and elders, but the chiefs and elders can't beat me personally. Go! Until you win!"

This kind of lawless style is definitely not pleasing, but the horse clan is only provocative to the ligers and other clans, and is quite friendly to other clans. So the other races will naturally not get involved in this matter, and they are happy to watch jokes by the side. Even, sometimes they will go along with the horse clan, laughing at those powerful races that were originally high.

Those who resent those strong clans are not just the horse clan.

Ivy did these things, naturally, not just to vent her anger. More importantly, she was going to compete with the Prairie Khan for the throne that had been vacant for hundreds of years in the Great Golden Horde.

Taking advantage of the present, fighting against the momentum of powerful clans such as ligers and tigers will help to establish her prestige and prepare for the future.

For this reason, in the past half month or so, the horse clan has fought more than a dozen times, almost once a day. And the horse chief Nicholas Ivey has a reputation for being fierce, aggressive and invincible.