Before the caravan arrived, Yanglan's eagles had already flown back slowly.
Lei Er was delighted to see Hunter Xin, so he took some minced mutton and went over.
"Xiao Hei, do you want to eat meat? Fly to me and I will give it to you."
whee.
Yang Lan smiled and shook her head, "Brother Lei, don't bother."
"Eagle Straw is an extremely loyal and vigilant bird. Unless it is caught by itself or fed by its owner, it would rather go hungry than eat."
Sure enough, the little black eagle stood on Yangtou's shoulder with its head held high, not even looking at Lei Er's flattering face.
It wasn't until Yang Lan took the meat and put it in front of it that the little eagle lowered its head and started eating it with big mouthfuls.
"What a good eagle." Lei Er rubbed his hands in envy.
No wonder when they passed by the Angel tribe last year, he and Ren Ning only shot three large eagles and were directly chased by a large force sent by Angel.
"It makes me want to get one just to raise." He was overwhelmed with emotion.
whee!
"Then just keep it." Yang Lan didn't mind.
In addition to being used for grazing and detecting surrounding conditions, trained adult eagles can also be used to deliver messages.
It flies so high that it is almost impossible to intercept it with the technology of this era. Moreover, the eagle has excellent endurance and can fly very far as long as it eats one meal.
It can be said that it is much easier to use than Yunchui’s homing pigeon.
It's just that Yunchui has more grains and less meat, so it's more cost-effective to raise homing pigeons.
While the two were talking, the long camel caravan finally arrived in front of them.
Ha ha.
Everyone was smiling.
"came back?"
"came back!"
"Is everything going well?"
"Smooth, very smooth. The trade route has been blocked for nearly three years. Now all the tribes, big and small, are in need of everything. Seeing our caravan is like seeing the wolf god."
"That's good."
Tiele looked back with anger.
Captain Tuo, it took him a long time to realize that there were more unfamiliar faces and fewer familiar faces in the team.
The strangers were too skinny and in ragged clothes, and they all looked around in panic.
At first glance, you can tell that they are ordinary herders who have fled their homes or are homeless.
Tie Le ignored this and asked quickly: "Where are Ximo and the others?"
He searched carefully several times from beginning to end, but he could not see his brother-in-law.
"Don't worry, young master. Ximo is fine." You Meng smiled and pointed to the southeast: "He has not come back for the time being, but took a few brothers to the Luoxi tribe."
It is said that Luoxi's life is getting more and more difficult.
Ximo went back to see if he could abduct some acquaintances.
"That's it!" Tie Le breathed a sigh of relief.
Then he looked at the strange herdsmen and asked, "How many people have come to seek refuge?"
Youmeng and Allen looked at each other, and their smiles became even brighter.
"Sir, there are not many people coming here this time, less than 160 people. But they are taking the lead for the others."
After all, this is near the Desert of No Return.
When most people in Xiliang mention this place, they have the same impression in their minds: not a blade of grass grows.
The journey was too long and the impression was too bad.
Allen's words alone won't convince many people.
This is especially true for those herdsmen who are senior and junior.
Although they are almost desperate, it is not easy for them to drag their families and their families all the way to this desolate desert of no return.
But seeing is believing.
As long as the herdsmen brought here see what this place looks like with their own eyes, it will be easier for caravans or others to speak convincingly when they meet them in the future.
"That's good." Tiller breathed a sigh of relief.
Returning to Kailun station, the caravan members repaired and reunited for three days. After leaving behind various materials that the tribe urgently needed, the whole caravan set off again, preparing to cross the Desert of No Return to Beixiong.
"Brother." Yang Lan tidied Youmeng's clothes, feeling very reluctant to let go of her eldest brother who had made a lot of noise.
"You just came back and now you are leaving again."
The next time we meet will be at least half a year away...
Youmeng laughed loudly, "Isn't this the case for all businessmen?"
And compared to the life-and-death war, he actually enjoyed seeing the local customs and bargaining process while doing business.
He rubbed his little sister's head and teased the little eagle on her shoulder.
"We are already married, but you still shed tears every now and then. Is it because Allen treats you badly?"
"Watch me beat him up."
"No." Yang Lan smiled and chatted with Youmeng for a while before reluctantly waving to send him off.
Matthew came in a hurry.
He knew that he would never leave for the time being, so he rushed over and talked to the deputy of the caravan, asking the deputy to report to his hometown when he returned to the original Principality of Langston.
Lest his wife and children at home think he is no longer alive.
At this time, Ren Ning came over with a map.
"Tie Le, You Meng and the deputy merchant chief. Now the principalities of Beixiong are fighting fiercely. The situation is far more chaotic than Xiliang. It seems that it will not stop in a few years."
"Large caravans may have been unsafe in the past."
In other words, there is no return.
Everyone looked at each other.
Of course they know this.
It's just that there are only so many people in Kailun now, and they can't digest too much goods at all.
If the caravan does not continue heading north, all the goods now will be lost. There will be no other goods to sell the next time they want to go to Prairie King City.
With this coming and going, the caravan has no other option but to disband.
After all, camels also have a huge appetite.
Ren Ning smiled, "We can't go to the north. We can go to the east."
"East!" A group of people wiped their sweat, "It's even more impossible to go here."
"No problem," Ren Ning spread out the map in his hand, "You should go east along the edge of the Desert of No Return, and finally enter Yunchui."
When the Prairie King decided to march eastward, Su Lanling's caravan was trapped deep in the grassland. In the end, they walked along this road and successfully returned to Star City.
"Going to Yunchui is a good choice. It's just..." Tie Le touched his chin, "This road may not be easy."
Ren Ning nodded: "It is indeed difficult to walk. It is not only far but also difficult to walk."
Compared with the traditional east-west route through Luoxi, Blood Moon, Benlu, Kailun, Yanchuo Fortress, Dingxi County, Luoxia Mountains, etc., it takes a full half a year longer.
Moreover, the western half of this route is severely lacking in water and drought, while the eastern half is narrow and steep, making it extremely difficult to walk.
The deputy business chief pondered, "This is not a problem..."
He didn't mind whether it was going north or east. He didn't care whether the road was far or difficult or not.
Making money is easy.
It's just that Matthew's camel caravan always took the north-south route from Beixiong to Xiliang, and rarely went to Yunchui in the east.
If you are not familiar with the place, entering the city and passing customs is a troublesome matter.
The most important thing is that when you arrive in Yunchui, there is no acquaintance as a guide. Who to sell the goods to and who to purchase from is also a big problem.
"These are nothing." Tiele and his group glanced at Ren Ning and couldn't help laughing.
Sure enough, Ren Ning came up with some proofs.
"With these, it won't be a problem for you to pass through the customs and enter the city. And when you get to Star City, someone will come to contact you."