Without an equipment advantage and with inferior riding skills, it was impossible to catch up.

After running for an unknown distance, Lu Yong clearly felt that his waror was getting tired.

Its speed began to slow down.

At this rate, would they again allow these horse bandits to escape? He could hardly accept this feeling of powerlessness against the enemy, which had made his emotions increasingly irritable lately.

Just as he saw the enemy about to escape completely, an unexpected situation suddenly occurred.

Accompanied by the thunderous sound of hooves, a cavalry unit unexpectedly charged out from the side.

The leader rode a pure white steed, moving at an astonishing speed.

In just a breath time, he had charged right into the path of the fleeing bandits.

At that moment, Bise's exceptional riding skills were fully displayed.

With a flick of his spear, he thrust into the fray, and in the blink of an eye, the long spear in his hand transformed into a cold gleam, piercing toward the scar-faced man with a fatal strike.

Without time to think, in an instant, there was a spine tingling sound as Bise's spear easily pierced through the scar-faced man's left shoulder.

The force of the charge sent the man tumbling off his horse.

Falling from the galloping warhorse was no small matter.

But as a native of the grasslands, the scar-faced man clearly knew how to protect himself in such a situation.

Blood spurted from the torn wound as his body rolled from the fall, leaving him dazed.

But the constant pain in his shoulder quickly pulled him back to reality.

Gripping his bone spear with one hand, the scar-faced managed to stabilize himself.

Ignoring the blood soaking his shoulder.

His sunken eyes were fixed on the figure sitting on the horse.

Feeling the man's gaze, Baise flicked his spear in his hand and said, "When the chief told me we were attacked by horse bandits, I had been thinking about it.

I didn't expect it would be you, Batu.

" Hearing Ba<unk>s voice, the scar-faced man, Batu, felt his facial muscles twitch.

At that moment, he felt the scar on his face that had already healed begin to ache again.

His voice filled with gritted teeth.

Bise looking at the fierce Badu.

Bise remained calm, the tip of his spear already pressing against the man's neck, preventing him from moving.

Then, catching a glimpse of the horse bandits who had fled without looking back, he couldn't help but add with a hint of mockery.

Your clansmen really left in a hurry.

Badu's expression darkened at these words, and he finally turned his head away in resignation.

Meanwhile, Lu Yong and the others who were chasing from behind had also caught up.

It should be noted that Baise and Lu Yong had never gotten along.

Unlike Lu Jang, who had turned a fight into a brotherly bond, both Baise and Luo Yong were still young and impetuous.

And there was a subtle sense of rivalry between them.

Seeing Bise achieve such a great feat upon arrival, Lu Yong felt frustrated.

What a convenient timing indeed.

Timing is better than early arrival.

Bise raised an eyebrow, suddenly recalling something Luog had said before, which was just right to use here.

One had to admit, although that guy was annoying, he occasionally said something unexpectedly reasonable.

With a belly full of pinup frustration, Lu Yong caught a glimpse of Batu, and a hint of killing intent flashed in his eyes.

Sensing this killing intent, Bise immediately spoke up.

This one must be kept alive.

What do you mean? Although he was furious, Luo Yong forced himself to calm down.

This guy's name is Badu.

When I was living on the grasslands with my clan, I had a few encounters with him.

He is the leader of a grassland tribe, relying on raiding other tribes for cattle, sheep, and horses to survive.

Bise paused for a moment, then continued.

To put it simply, he has a son.

If we spare his life, his son should come to rescue him.

In the meantime, several cavalry men under Bise had already tied Batu up tightly with tree bark ropes and provided simple first aid to his shoulder wound to prevent him from bleeding out along the way.

Then they mounted a horse holding on to one end of the tree bark rope, dragging Bata back.

This was not done to torture him, but to make him expend more energy, ensuring he wouldn't have the strength to think about escaping.

Do we have to wait for them to come over? Can't we proactively go after them? At this moment, Luo Yong clearly wanted to kill and vent his pinup frustration.

Hearing this, Baise shook his head.

You don't understand these people on the grasslands.

Many tribes don't have the concept of a camp.

They are nomadic people.

They ride horses and wherever there is prey, they go.

When Ba mentioned the word prey, he instinctively glanced at Lu Yong, clearly indicating that the prey he referred to was not cattle, sheep, or wild animals, but the wild horse tribe.

The horse bandits treated the wild horse tribe as prey, which is why they frequently came to raid, understanding the meaning behind by Zay's words.

Lu Yong<unk>s mood worsened, and he swung his double-bladed ax vigorously.

The terrifying force creating a whistling sound that made one's scalp tingle.

If that coward dares to fight me, I could chop him and his horse into eight pieces in no time.

Although they were at odds with each other, Bise did not doubt Lu Yong<unk>s words.

to swing that double-bladed ax with one hand like that.

Who knows how strong this guy really was.

Not to mention that it had been some time since they last met, even without fighting.

By Zay could clearly sense that Lu Yong had become stronger.

If he swung that axe, there probably weren't many who could withstand it.

But for a cavalryman who came and went like the wind, Lu Yong<unk>s build was clearly too heavy.

Chapter 210.

The night on the prairie after nightfall, suddenly the manager of the wild horse tribe held a welcome banquet for Bise and the others who had come to support them.

Sitting by the campfire, Bise, gnawing on a roasted leg of lamb, looked at the lively camp and the people dancing around the bonfire, he squinted his eyes.

The scene reminded him a bit of his past days on the prairie.

Although he didn't miss it, to be honest, all that talk about blue skies, white clouds, and vast grasslands is nonsense.

Staying for a few days is fine, but if you had to live here, you would know how tough life on the prairie can be.

The weather here changes in an instant.

A sudden sandstorm or storm could sweep away the entire tent camp, and it would be a miracle if you weren't lost with it.

After nightfall, you can still hear the howls of wolves from a distance, making it hard to sleep.

You might wake up to find that all the cattle and sheep in the pan have been killed and taken away by wolves, leaving you destitute and sending the entire tribe back to pre-liberation days.

Of course, the wild horse tribe is in much better shape as they build an ancient city wall around their camp.

Although this sacrifices the advantages of nomadism, it greatly enhances safety.

Once the city gates are closed at night, they can essentially avoid attacks from wild wolf packs and have a refuge during inclement weather.

Noticing Luo Yong sitting beside him, clearly a bit restless, Bise fell silent for two seconds before unexpectedly saying, "You should adjust your state of mind.

If bad's son really leads a group to attack, that battle won't be easy.

" Hearing this, Lu Yong took a big bite of the roasted lamb and said, "I'm in good shape right now.

I just want those horse bandits to show up quickly.

When they do, I will make sure they don't return.

" Seeing Luo Yong brimming with killing intent, Bise felt a bit complicated.

The anger he harbored was clearly pin up for too long.

If he didn't vent it properly, it would be hard for him to regain his usual calm.

However, they were comrades now, and with serious matters at hand.

It was better to remind him of certain things.

Don't be careless.

Just because I stabbed Bat down with one shot today doesn't mean Batu is weak.

I originally aimed for his heart to deliver a fatal blow, but it ended up hitting his shoulder.

Upon hearing this, Lu Yong slowed down, chewing the lamb.

According to Ba's words, that shot ultimately pierced Batu's left shoulder, which was clearly not a mistake on Ba's part.

But that Badu had managed to dodge the vital point at the last moment.

That was quite impressive.

After all, Baise's shot had been incredibly fast, and Lu Yong had witnessed it firsthand.