Lu would not use this map as a marching map. There was no guarantee that the forces behind Shaolai Lou might have ulterior motives and take the wrong road or direction. Forty thousand soldiers would probably make progress but never return.
But at this time, Li Luo had no choice but to take out the map and check it carefully. There was no human habitation, so how could we support the war? We couldn't let 40,000 soldiers live on these withered grass.
Fortunately, not long after, the former army sent back the good news that there were finally traces of herdsmen thirty miles ahead.
The generals cheered up, and their original fears had long since been thrown out of the sky. Now that they were riding in the sea of grass, they couldn't avoid the people they needed to see and the battles they needed to fight. It was just a matter of doing it earlier or later.
Li Luo thought for a moment and ordered the army to rush towards the place where the herdsmen were. Just like Caohai, he had to put away all his compassion and compassion, and the Caohai coalition forces in Beifu would not be merciful to Li Luo and his party.
The Dagan people in Liangzhou and Yanchen Prefecture, the villages destroyed by Caohai soldiers, the Dagan people who died tragically at the hands of Caohai soldiers, the soldiers in the camp saw too many.
However, Li Luo didn't want to kill anyone on sight without asking. He also wanted to ask which tribe's territory this was and whether the map in his arms was true or false.
Half an hour later, the generals arrived at the place where the herdsmen were camping. This was a very small camp, with only about thirty or fifty tents, but there were quite a few cattle and sheep. Looking from a distance, you could see people walking back and forth in the camp.
Walking around, they are not aware of the dangers that are close at hand. This is no wonder, except for horse thieves, the herdsmen in Caohai would never have thought that one day Dagan soldiers would set foot on this land.
Li Luo did not wave his troops forward, but moved forward unhurriedly with the Chinese cavalry and more than a hundred personal guards under Hucha Dongchan. Yuan Jun stayed behind, but he was not idle either. Eleven cavalry generals
Everyone performed their duties and quietly surrounded the camp.
Li Luo came on horseback, and the herdsmen in the camp became nervous when they saw this knight who was obviously coming for him. Some people unbridled their horses, and some ran between the tents. There were shouts, and it was the Dagan soldiers who heard it.
Li Luo could probably understand some of the foreign dialects that he didn't understand. These herdsmen seemed to regard Li Luo and others as horse thieves who robbed the camp. They all felt as if they were facing a powerful enemy, but few of them flinched. This was evident in Caohai's bloody bravery.
When they got close, Li Luo glanced at the Caohai herdsmen with bows and knives on their bodies. Their expressions were quiet and hard to distinguish, and they looked at each other in silence.
There are men and women, old and young, among the herdsmen. Most of them can ride horses here. Even a teenage boy can ride a horse, holding a short sword, and looks at the knight in front of him with a red face.
This was an extremely disparate confrontation. The herdsmen's side, including the children, only had more than thirty riders, and they probably couldn't even survive a charge from Li Luo's soldiers. But no one backed down, and there were many who would rather be broken than jade.
A complete look.
Li Luo stood out from the crowd, looked at the leader, a strong herdsman man, and asked calmly in Mongolian language: "Where is this?"
The words were a bit stiff. Li Luo had learned to speak from Caohai, but he listened more and spoke less. Most of the words were still Mongolian. If the herdsmen in front of him couldn't understand, Li Luo's intention of asking about the route would be in vain.
The herdsmen also noticed that the knights and horse thieves in front of them were somewhat different. Their soldiers and armor were the same, and their formations were strict and orderly. They were very different from the horse thieves who only knew how to burn, kill and loot.
Just when Li Luo thought that these herdsmen could not understand what he was saying, the leading man said something that sounded a bit cringy to Li Luo, and then asked in Mongolian language: "Who are you?"
Li Luo still underestimated the power of Meng Jue in the sea of cao. Even if not everyone in the sea of cao spoke Meng Jue, most of them could understand it and could speak a few words.
"We are soldiers from Dagan." Li Luo had no intention of hiding it. He had originally intended to spread the news about going north to Caohai back to Beifu, not only to let the Caohai soldiers in Beifu know, but also to let the Dagan soldiers in Beifu know.
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The man was stunned for a moment. He seemed to be unfamiliar with the name Da Gan, but since he was a soldier, he probably wouldn't kill everyone like a horse thief.
The man's face softened slightly, but he did not relax his vigilance and his hostility remained unabated. He asked without any scruple: "What are you doing here?" After speaking, he paused slightly and then continued, "Where is Dagan? Why didn't I listen?
Cross this tribe?”
"Dagan is south of Caohai, not in Mobei, and it is not a tribe in Caohai. We came here to ask where this place is and which tribe of Caohai you are from."
The man was a little stunned, as if he couldn't imagine how a person who was not from the Caohai tribe could come here. He replied blankly: "This is Bano Chagan, we are from the Yiyi tribe."
"People from the Coix tribe?" Li Luo touched the tip of his nose and looked at each other with Hucha Dongchan. When did another Coix tribe appear in Caohai?
The man went on to say something, which solved the doubts in Li Luo's mind: "Our Great Khan is the master of Hu Dansi."
Li Luo suddenly realized that there were not only seven Mengjue tribes on the Caohai, but there were also many small tribes such as the Yiyi tribe, which were dependent on larger tribes and thrived on the Caohai.
"This is Hu Dansi's realm?"
The man shook his head, gave Li Luo a strange look, and replied: "The land of Changshengtian does not belong to anyone."
Li Luo was startled, not quite understanding the meaning of the Yiyi tribesman's words, so he could only ask: "What does this mean?"
A woman next to the man interjected: "The land of Changshengtian belongs to Changshengtian. Anyone who believes in Changshengtian can go to any place covered by Changshengtian."
Li Luo finally understood that it was not a strange thing for nomadic people to live in a fixed place, but he did not expect that they would be so casual in Caohai. From what the woman said, there should be a difference between the seven tribes in Caohai.
There is no obvious territorial division. The herdsmen follow water and grass. Maybe yesterday it was the territory of the Mongols, but now there are Yaoting herdsmen living here. But I don’t know what will happen if there is a dispute, and what will be used among the seven ethnic groups.
to measure.
Li Luo's heart moved. Perhaps the strength of the Caohai clan was not measured by the size of its territory, but by the number of people. However, if the two clans turned against each other, what would happen to these small clans belonging to different families?
Survival on the sea of grass is indeed different from Dagan.
It seems that the map in my arms will not be of much use. Even if it is true, after a few years, almost everything that needs to be changed has changed, unless there are mountains and rivers.
"Then which tribe is closest to here?" Li Luo asked calmly.
Just as the woman was about to speak, the man beside her stopped her with a raised hand and looked at Li Luo suspiciously.