The luggage of the two of them was not much, and it was very easy for the two horses carrying the luggage. As they headed north, Lorraine Hill saw orcs of various races.
Most of their appearances are similar to humans, but the main differences are some animal-like features, such as horns or ears on the head, and tails on the back.
These orcs are grazing on the grassland on horseback. They drive sheep and cattle, constantly changing places. Occasionally, you can hear their vague singing. The melody of the singing is not long, often only a few lines, and it gives people the feeling of ancient ballads.
Like an eagle soaring in the sky, free and distant.
When it gets dark, Niya and Loren will take down the packed tents on their horses, set them up and spread them with soft carpets, and they will sleep in a small tent about two meters in diameter.
Fortunately, the weather is neither too cold nor too hot now, so sleeping in a tent is not too uncomfortable.
After crossing two rivers on the grassland and heading northwest for two days, we finally arrived at Niya's hometown, where the Sheephorn tribe lives.
The two of them were riding horses trotting on the grassland. The bells hanging on the horses' necks rang from time to time. As they stepped on the soft land, the horses' hooves picked up some grass clippings and soil. After climbing over a low hill, the sound of the horses' hooves gradually slowed down.
Come down.
"Did you see that higher hill in the distance?" Niya said, pointing into the distance.
The sun gradually sets, red, orange, and purple smear the clouds in the sky, and the warm yellow light fills the world. Green smoke rises from the distant hills, and thousands of white sheep flock on the grassland.
Moving slowly, several shepherd dogs ran around the sheep, barking.
"Is this where Niya grew up?" Pushing aside the messy long hair blown by the wind, Lorraine Hill looked at this beautiful world, and then the two tiny figures gradually approached the peaks under the hills.
Huge tent.
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The tall tent was about five meters high, and it was lit with huge candles that were usually reluctant to be used. The aroma and smell of grass from the burning candles blended in the room. There were many people standing in the tent about ten meters in diameter, most of them wearing leather jackets.
Jackets, long years of hard work have left most people with rough hands and dark skin.
After Niya and Luolan arrived, many people in the village came to see them, their eyes full of curiosity.
"How are you in Emenas?" an uncle asked eagerly.
"What's the sequence now?" Many people are also paying attention to this.
"How long will Niya stay back?" an old man asked kindly.
"Sister Niya, have you brought back anything delicious?" Several children surrounded Niya.
There were about twenty tribesmen crowded in the not-so-large room. They all had curved horns on their heads, some were larger and some were smaller. When they stood close to each other, sometimes the two horns on their heads would collide with each other, making a loud sound.
A slight sound.
Everyone asked various questions curiously, and many people secretly observed Loren, the black-haired beauty standing next to Niya.
This black-haired girl has a soft and excellent appearance. There are no obvious extra features on her body. Is she human? She seems to be a distant oriental.
Although he didn't speak, he just stood there quietly, and his beautiful face and figure made many Yangjiao youths sway with admiration.
Finally, a young man couldn't hold back his curiosity and desire and asked.
"Niya, who is this person next to you?"
"This is my classmate, Luo Lan, she is from Crancia." Niya introduced to the tribesmen in front of her.
Now a pile of dry firewood was lit, and everyone's curiosity could no longer be suppressed, and they asked various questions. Seeing that the scene was getting out of control, Niya clapped her hands, and the red flames flashed in the air.
Separate everyone and then drive them out.
"I'm sorry, Luo Lan, for making you laugh." Niya felt a little ashamed. Most of her people were not good at etiquette. If she and a few elders hadn't controlled the situation just now, someone might have said something outrageous.
"Nothing?" Lorraine Hill shook her head. She was not such a small-minded person, she was just a little surprised.
Dinner was barbecued meat with some vegetables, and the herdsmen’s special goat milk tea was served.
The red charcoal was burning in the brazier. Niya took a small iron barbecue grill and put the mutton slices on the grill to bake. Then she sprinkled some salt and other spices on it, and the aroma came out.
When the meat turns brown and shines with oil, pick it up and place it on a white plate. Let it cool slightly before eating to avoid burning your mouth.
Seeing Niya concentrating on the barbecue and her appearance, Lorraine Hill felt a little strange.
Niya is from the Yangjiao tribe. She was grilling mutton and had goat milk tea on the side. She always felt that something was wrong.
"Does Niya like to eat mutton?" Finally, Lorraine Hill couldn't help being curious and asked.
"Well, I rather like it, what's the matter?" Niya raised her head, looked into Luo Lan's eyes, and understood the reason in a blink of an eye.
"Loland must be thinking about something strange." The firelight illuminated her face, she smiled, and then continued.
"The Sheep Horn tribe only has horns similar to those of sheep and has nothing to do with sheep."
"If it were common Wolf-eared orcs eating mutton, you would probably think it's normal."
"Here." Niya handed over the plate, which already contained several slices of roasted meat.
"Thank you." Luo Lan took out his chopsticks, picked up a piece, and ate it in small bites.
Freshly baked, it is full of heat and has a very good texture, slightly chewy and slightly spicy.
Niya herself also put the baked piece into her mouth and ate it slowly.
After eating, drink a cup of warm goat milk tea to dilute the greasiness in your mouth. The aroma of tea and milk fills the cavity and warms your stomach, making you very comfortable and making you want to sleep.
"Are you full?" After finishing roasting the meat, Niya also held a cup and asked in a low voice.
"That's almost it." Lorraine Hill doesn't have a big appetite.
"That's probably because you haven't eaten enough." Niya stood up and was about to get some more.
"No, it's too late now." Luolan thought there was no need to bother anymore. Besides, she also knew from Niya's previous conversation that even herders did not eat meat every day.
"No, if Luo Lan loses weight after going back, everyone will blame me." Niya blinked and said in refusal.
Then she opened the curtain of the tent, went out for a while, and then came in with a plate of things.
Opening the copper lid, there was a square piece inside like tofu, light yellow in color. Niya cut it open with a knife, and bursts of milky fragrance came out.
"This is relatively good quality cheese. It has been filtered and boiled several times before being made. It is very clean, so feel free to eat it."
Niya placed the small pieces of cheese in front of Lorraine Hill, fearing that she would be uneasy, so she explained again.
