The caravan leader's expression changed and he shouted: "It's a horse thief. Everyone, please disperse, it's important to save your life!"
Ye Ming frowned. He was very grateful for the caravan's care along the way. He grabbed a long gun from the hands of a nervous young man who was shaking all over, and then said to the leader of the caravan: "Uncle, thank you for taking care of me all the way. This team of horse thieves, I Help you settle it."
With that said, before the caravan leader could react, he ran over and rushed towards the horse thief.
People were shocked to find that Ye Ming ran faster than a galloping horse. The horse thieves on the opposite side were stunned when they saw this scene and subconsciously slowed down.
Halfway through, Ye Ming pointed the spear in his hand forward and pierced one of them like an arrow.
Although the laws of this world are too heavy, Ye Ming's long-standing martial arts knowledge is still used naturally and skillfully. With one stab of his spear, he impaled the first person, penetrated his neck with the spear, and stabbed him to death with one shot.
The other horse thieves scattered, Ye Ming shrank his arms, the spear flew, the tip of the spear turned into dots of stars, and struck every horse thief it could reach like lightning.
"Puff puff"
This pistol technique was so wonderful that the horse thieves did not even react before they were pierced through the main artery in the neck and died spurting blood.
"Amazing!"
The man whose spear was taken away exclaimed and cheered loudly. This kind of marksmanship was at a level he had never dreamed of.
The horse thieves were shocked, and the remaining people fled one after another. Ye Ming, on the other hand, jumped up and landed on an ownerless horse. He clamped his legs and continued to chase him.
It was this group of horse thieves who were unlucky enough to meet Ye Ming, so most of them were killed in just a few moments. The rest, because they ran too far, Ye Ming was too lazy to chase.
In less than a quarter of an hour, the ground was covered with corpses, ownerless horses were scattered in all directions, and the yellow sand was stained with blood.
Ye Ming rode a horse, holding a spear, and walked back slowly and majesticly, like the god of war.
The leader of the caravan cheered loudly and applauded. People clapped their hands and looked at Ye Ming with admiration.
"Thank you brave man. If it hadn't been for you today, at least half of our people would have died and our goods would have been robbed." The leader of the caravan was extremely grateful and kept expressing his gratitude.
Ye Ming said calmly: "You're welcome. I've taken care of you along the way. I should help you."
The horse thieves were killed and ran away, and the caravan leader gathered up the ownerless horses to sell to the Zephyr tribe. Horses are still quite valuable here, and this can also make a small fortune.
The caravan walked for half a day before entering the territory of the Zephyr tribe. The Hefeng tribe is the largest tribe within a radius of 800 miles, with a population of hundreds of thousands.
As soon as he entered the Hefeng tribe, Ye Ming could often encounter nomadic herdsmen, singing songs, waving sheep whips, and riding horses.
The transaction went smoothly and all the goods brought were sold out. As for the caravan, more goods were purchased and will be brought back to Zhao for sale.
When night fell, the surrounding tribes and herdsmen gathered together, lit fires, sang and danced. There are also many men who engage in performances, and wrestling is one of them.
One of the strongest men in the caravan was selected to compete with a wrestling master from the local tribe. On the one hand, the caravan was pulled down to the ground as soon as it went up, with its nose bruised and its face swollen.
The caravan was very unconvinced, and suddenly someone said: "If our God of War takes action, we will definitely win."
The winning wrestling master was feeling very proud. Hearing this, he said loudly: "Oh? Do you have a God of War among you skinny southerners? Are you bragging?"
The people of the caravan are located in the south of the desert and are called southerners. And Nanren, in the hearts of the Japanese people, is a derogatory name, which means thin and effeminate.
Everyone in the caravan was very unhappy, and the leader of the caravan looked at Ye Ming.
Ye Ming has been drinking and eating meat, and the food here is much better than on the road. The more he eats, the fuller his body feels and the stronger he becomes.
Seeing the leader looking at him, he grinned, stood up, and said, "I'll fight you."
Wrestling, in Ye Ming's view, is also a small means of martial arts. So as soon as he came up, he used his strength to gain a solid advantage in the bottom plate.
The two sides were hunched over, and as soon as they made contact, he lowered his waist and lifted the other up. The man opposite felt an overwhelming force that threw him away. He fell heavily to the ground and couldn't get up for a long time.
Ye Ming won with one move, and the people in the caravan cheered loudly. The people in the Japanese Department were very shameless. One of them, a middle-aged man with a big beard, looked at this and whispered something to a young man next to him.
The young man nodded, turned around and ran away quickly.
In a tent a few hundred meters away, a young man was barbecuing and eating wine. He was tall and strong as an ox. He could shoot a ten-stone giant bow and use a 180-pound mace. He was revered as the God of War by the locals. He is also the next tribal leader and a very strong contender.
The young man broke in and said loudly: "Tie Shi, a master has come from the caravan and has defeated At'uo. Do you want to go and have a look?"
"Did you defeat that idiot Ejiao? He is quite capable." The young man stood up and said, "You can't let my reputation be diminished. Come on, I'll go take a look."
The young man was overjoyed and led the way.
Ye Ming defeated the enemy with one move and was receiving cheers from the caravan. As for the tribe, a bearded man said loudly: "Our Zephyr masters have not yet appeared, so you southerners should not be complacent yet."
The last thing Ye Ming likes to do is to fight with others for nothing. He said loudly: "Okay, I am willing to pay a thousand dollars. If I lose, I will give you a thousand dollars to the Hefeng tribe. If I If you win, your tribe will give me a thousand knives."
Knife coins are a currency commonly used by caravans and grassland herdsmen. A knife is only worth five knife coins. A sword is only worth three or four blades.
Knife coins are actually a knife-shaped currency made of an alloy of silver and copper.
"Okay, I'll make a bet with you." A heroic voice rang out, and young Tie Shi walked into the venue.
When Ye Ming saw the person opposite, he could feel that there was a powerful force hidden in the other person's body. However, this power is still much weaker than him.
He smiled slightly: "Okay, you can take action."
Tie Shi just steps forward and reaches out to grab it. He is very self-reliant and always likes to lift his opponents and then throw them to the ground to show his strength.
But this time he calculated. As soon as he stretched out his hand, Ye Ming buckled, pressed, and twisted.
A huge force came, Tie Shi was shocked, his body spun, and he fell heavily to the ground.
His face changed drastically and he shouted: "Impossible." He stood up again, stretched out his arms, and grabbed Ye Ming again.
Ye Ming lowered his body this time, walked around behind him, and put his hands on his waist. Tie Shi yelled again and was thrown to the ground.
This time, he knew how powerful Ye Ming was and was convinced. After standing up, he cupped his hands and said: "Hero, you can stand up to ten iron stones, I admire you."
Ye Ming smiled and said: "Accept."
Tie Shi was a trustworthy person, so he took a thousand knives and gave them to Ye Ming. Ye Ming collected it and decided to return to Zhao with the caravan. This money may be used in the future.
Tie Shi respects heroes the most, and Ye Ming is the hero in his eyes. He invited Ye Ming to his big tent, and the two of them drank and talked happily until dawn.
Ye Ming found that this Tie Shi was a very smart man and very knowledgeable. He even had a map in his hand.
Ye Ming learned from the map that there were actually more than a dozen large and small tribes in this northern prairie. Further north is the Snowy Mountains, and to the north of the Snowy Mountains, there is a nation living in a world of ice and snow.
To the west, there is the vast Gobi area, and to the east, it shows access to the sea. To the south is a large desert, and further into the desert are fertile plains and endless mountains.
This area is collectively known as the Southland. There are seven countries in the known area of Dinan, the nearest of which is Zhao, and the others include Yan, Chu, Qi, Song, Qin, Yuan, and Wei.
Among these eight countries, Qin is the strongest, with the largest area and the largest population. It is a powerful country. Zhao State is a medium-sized country, bordering Qin State.
This much is shown on the map, and beyond these eight countries, there is a wider area, but it is unknown to Tie Shi.
Tie Shi also told Ye Ming that these eight countries all have powerful warlocks, some powerful warlocks, and even serve as the national division of a country.
Warlocks have an extraordinary status in this world, but their number is rare. The total number of warlocks in the eight countries will not exceed one thousand, but these one thousand people have the ability to influence the fate of all countries.
After a conversation with Tie Shi, the caravan was about to return, and the two said goodbye reluctantly.
This journey is through the desert. If we go with a caravan, it will take three months. However, Ye Ming obviously didn't want to waste so much time, so he left separately from the people in the caravan.
Of course, in order to avoid being asked why by the caravan, he only said that he would stay here and not return to Zhao State.
After the caravan members left, he took water and food and began his journey across the desert.
He is in the desert, he travels very fast, he can walk thousands of miles in a night and sleep. Moreover, he usually travels at night, and during the day, he stops to rest and breathe in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
He felt that this kind of absorption of spiritual energy from heaven and earth, Jian Tian's power seemed to have no limit, and Jian Tian continued to grow stronger. So now, his power has slowly grown to thirty-six Zhongtianli.
The map says that the desert is about 8,700 miles wide, so as long as there is no problem with the direction, Ye Ming can cross the desert and enter the border of Zhao in about nine days.
Finally on the ninth day, Ye Ming had just rested for an afternoon. He felt that there was not much distance left, so he might as well leave the desert today.
He was walking quickly and had already eaten all the food on his body and drank all the water yesterday. But he was lucky. Not long ago, he had just found an oasis. Although he was full of water, he still found a wild camel near the oasis and killed it.
When the sun set in the west and was about to disappear, he finally saw a piece of grassland. Seeing the grassland meant that he was about to cross the desert.