Facts have proved that centaurs not only eat human food, but also horse food. This is a very subtle thing. If it weren't for seeing it with my own eyes, many people would not believe it. The scene of eating barbecue with a human mouth and swallowing the fodder with the same momentum in the gap, even the generous grassland people would look at each other, let alone Lothar and cheese hiding outside the crowd. However, thanks to this attractive messenger, the two people did not attract anyone's attention when they returned from the river. They also returned to the shaman's yurt.

"Actually, this is not surprising." Cheese said seriously, attracting the attention of everyone in the tent, but just when they thought the mage was going to say something serious, he said, "The lower body of the centaur has the same muscle tissue as a horse, so there may be a complete set of internal organs and circulatory systems in his lower body. Otherwise, with the human heart alone, the oxygen that drives that body is not available. I think he has at least two hearts, one for humans and one for horses. So it's not surprising that he has a horse's stomach in his stomach."

Everyone, including Wu Qi, looked at Cheese with a strange look. They couldn't quite understand why this gray robe had to analyze the physiological structure of the centaur seriously. What if they knew about this kind of thing? Putting aside the mage who was still chattering alone, Losa noticed that there were few people in the tent.

"Where is Batu? Where has he gone?" Since entering this tent, the boys who were quite noisy along the way have been extremely quiet. As a nomadic, Batu has a respect and awe of shamans like Wu Qi from the heart. Moreover, not every group on the grassland has the ability to support a shaman. For example, the Water Ling tribe where Batu is located is an example. If they are not as weak as they are unable to survive independently, they will not choose to form an alliance with the Liechong outside the grassland, and they will not send young guides like Batu.

"He went to feed the eagle." Ata responded with a smile on her face. To be fair, she didn't like the boy who regarded herself as a kind of goods as soon as she came up, but as a child who grew up in the Goblin Kingdom, she admired the relationship between Batu and the goshawk named Naren.

"Actually he was too worried. There are many hares and mice nearby, and the goshawks will not be short of food." The shaman sitting on the seat made a sound from the layers of blankets. He was also satisfied with the relationship between Batu and Naren. Especially when he felt that the goshawk had no negative feelings for Batu, he could know that the boy did not abuse his animal companion, and that this person and the eagle had a deep relationship like brothers. As a proxy for the spirits, Wu Qi was very happy to see this scene. After all, tradition told him that enslaving animals would not be favored by the spirits.

"Then let's put him aside first, Wu Qi, what is the wolf master?" Cheese stopped his speculation about the physiological structure of the human race and turned to ask the question he was most curious about now.

The shaman was silent for a few seconds. He was thinking about the information hidden behind this question. The nomad yurt was not considered a building with excellent sound insulation. Even if he was far away from the main areas of the tribe, he heard a commotional voice, "Is it true that letting the centaur be used as a messenger is indeed in line with the identity of the wolf lord."

"It sounds like a big man. I thought the three tribes of Shale were independent, but I didn't expect there was a wolf master on your head." The mage said somewhat surprised, because he could not imagine that a leader of a small tribe controlled would have the idea of ​​becoming a Shanyu. According to the logic of the Cangshiren, this completely violated the relationship of subordinates.

"Nothing is good. Eternal authority is never recognized on the grassland. We have no blue blood. The rights and status of all tribes are spoken by strength. It is normal for small tribes to surrender to large tribes." Wu Qi understood the meaning of Cheese and said calmly the rules of running on the grassland. "Besides, the Wolf Lord is not Shanyu. In your words, he is more like the leader of the tribal alliance. He has a certain jurisdiction over each alliance, but he has no right to interfere in matters within the tribe. However, the Wolf Lord has not made any moves for many years."

Cheese tilted his head. The leader of the alliance who had no news for many years suddenly heard news. It was probably not a good thing. It seemed to be to confirm his idea. The curtain of the tent was lifted open, and Batu's already rosy cheeks became more vivid because of his running. He took a deep breath, forced his disordered breathing, and then said excitedly, "The Lord of Wolf is dead!"

The wolf Lord was dead. Cheese, Lothar and Atalanta looked at each other. As people outside this land, they didn't understand what this meant. Everyone would die. This is the constant truth in the world, right? But judging from the boy's appearance, this obituary does not seem that simple.

Sure enough, Wu Qi, who had half-opened his eyes, opened his eyes open, and his body trembled a few times, as if it was too excited to involve the unhealed pain. "Is the wolf master dead? Oh no, too bad..."

"What does it mean? What's wrong?" Ata asked nervously, as she became nervous all the time due to the shaman's condition. In contrast, Losa touched her beard and had an idea.

"I guess. As the common leader of the tribes nearby, although the wolf Lord has not issued orders for many years, his existence is enough to make all tribes safe. Now that the wolf Lord is dead, each tribe has no restraint, and the war that has been suppressed for many years may break out at any time, right?" This is not difficult to guess, especially when Cang Shi has experienced similar things recently.

"That's right, but wait. If the wolf master is really dead, then even if his tribe doesn't keep the news confidential, he shouldn't have delivered obituaries everywhere. Don't they understand that doing so will make the guys who covet wealth wait for an opportunity? Unless..." Wu Qi frowned. He was familiar with grassland politics and realized the inconsistency between things.

"Unless they did not intend to give up their rights just like this." The speaker stood behind Batu, and the scared boy immediately got into the yurt. The head man of the Shaller tribe, Uville, was the head man with wide shoulders, at this time, "The messenger not only brought an obituary, but also brought an invitation to invite the head man of each tribe to the funeral of the wolf master."

He said, shook the iron plate in his hand. Iron tools are undoubtedly precious in the grassland. In addition to being a weapon, tokens are also another main purpose of iron.

Wu Qi nodded after hearing this, "So that's it. Then I understand."
Chapter completed!