The pork butcher is smoother than a pig butcher!

Chapter 294 The King's Gift
Midnight watch.

On the grasslands 300 miles away from Weilumu, several hundred horses have just died from exhaustion.

Gan Minglan and the others had been running around for three days and three nights.

Not to mention the suffering of the riders, even the warhorses beneath them could not bear the weight of life.

With hundreds more horses swaying precariously, even those in a hurry had to stop and let the people and horses rest and catch their breath.

This is a lush pasture with a sizable lake nearby.

The ancient commander spurred his horse forward and proposed:
"General, why don't we choose this place? The horses need to graze and get water, and the water in that lake is clean and even sweet."

Gan Minglan nodded:
"Dismount and rest until dawn, then make a final push to reach Weilumu. Don't waste those hundreds of horses that just died from exhaustion; let everyone pick out some good parts to roast! I'll have the Rat King take you to find some wild vegetables to make a soup."

The ancient commander grinned from ear to ear:
"Hehe, that's great! If we weren't afraid of being poisoned, we'd want to pounce on this grass and take a few bites. It's been so long since we've had a proper meal!"

Han Chinese do not have a custom of not eating horse meat.

What's more, we'll have to work our butts off next.

We should take advantage of this break to have a big meat meal to replenish our energy.

Sure enough, the moment they mentioned eating meat...

The team members, who had just sat down, immediately got up again, each brandishing a knife and heading towards the hundreds of dead horses.

The horses of the vanguard battalion are all the best young and strong Hu horses in the main camp, with tender meat on their rumps and legs.

It's fresh from the moment it died!
Gan Minglan ignored all of that and was busy checking the warhorse's physical condition.

After some trial and error, the wild horses that she fed every day were invigorated and incredibly healthy.

If she doesn't use her wood-based abilities to help heal them, over six hundred horses wouldn't survive the night.

Raise your hand and touch your leg.

The gentle wood-based powers move freely on the limbs of the warhorses.

The energy of a level 10 peak cultivator should not be underestimated.

With each stroke of her hand, the fatigue and injuries on the warhorses were repaired.

So comfortable!

The hungry warhorses even forgot to chew the hay, their eyes half-closed in a look of enjoyment.

Just a quarter of an hour ago, I thought I was going to die from exhaustion.

Right now, I feel like I could run for several more days and nights!
This two-legged creature, it's achievable!

not far away.

Under the leadership of King Atu, Chieftain Gu and his men were searching for wild vegetables in the pasture.

The Rat King is a lazybones.

They don't want to do things themselves if their subordinates can do them for them.

It raised its neck and let out a sharp roar, summoning the prairie rats hiding in their burrows.

What kind of grass tastes good on this grassland?

The rat knows!
Not only did the mouse know, it also actively helped in the search.

One pluck and you're done!
Before long, the edible wild vegetables on the ground piled up into a small mountain.

After witnessing the Rat King's extraordinary abilities, the team members couldn't help but feel envious.

God!
The Rat King is capable enough to support an army of ten thousand!

Next, you can go to the cemetery to search for treasure.

They could find water and wild vegetables for the army.

They're practically hunting all they need!

In fact, Your Majesty is truly capable.

In the pitch-black night sky, three falcons were scouting for enemy positions.

The campfire lit by the team members attracted them.

The clever falcon circled once, confirming that those below were not its own kind, and was about to return to inform its master. Suddenly, the lead falcon spotted hundreds or even thousands of prairie dogs moving about in the grass.

These prairie voles are very timid and usually hide in the thick grass, making them difficult to spot.

Right now, such a large group has arrived.

Among them was an enormous rat!

Perhaps, the genes of the falcon carry the genes of its natural enemy, the rodent.

Once you see it, you can't take your eyes off it.

I want to arrest him!

If you're going to catch one, catch the fattest one.

It's so fat it can barely move!

The three falcons had already devised a plan while high in the sky, intending to cooperate.

It's too late to say, then soon!
It swooped down and plunged down.

The team members who were closer couldn't see what had fallen, but they felt something moving above them.

Looking up yielded no results.

Look down.

Good guy!
What is the thing that the King Rat is carrying in its mouth and holding in its left and right paws, struggling desperately?

I walked up to it and took a closer look.

He immediately started shouting:
"Mother, come quick, come quick! The Rat King has caught three big birds!"

The team members, who were busy gathering wild vegetables, immediately gathered around, forgetting all their other work.
"Wow! King Rat, you're amazing! These aren't ordinary birds; they're falcons that someone keeps specially."

"Huh? A falcon! It's either a Tatar or a Hu (non-Han Chinese) pet! I've heard that an ordinary herdsman would be financially ruined just by keeping one falcon. They won't even eat a single piece of meat that isn't fresh!"

The ancient commander took a dying falcon from the Rat King's mouth, carefully examined its feathers and claws, and then his face turned serious:
"These must be specially raised by the Hu people to act as long-range eyes! With them flying in the sky, ambushes can't hide at all!"

"Hiss! Thank goodness the King caught them! By the way, weren't they flying in the sky? How did they end up in the King's mouth?"

"How could a falcon resist a mouse? It's probably because it thinks our king is big and easy to bully!"

Bullying the mouse?
When King Atu heard this, how could he possibly hold back?

With a bite from each side, it seized the falcon's neck, which had been struggling in its two front claws.

Two falcons were killed instantly.

I will die with my eyes open.

They didn't understand it before they died.

How could someone who spends all day catching mice die from the sharp teeth of a fat mouse?
The vanguard battalion members clapped enthusiastically for the Rat King:
"Well done, Your Majesty! These falcons are wicked; they love to catch mice! Your Majesty has avenged your kind!"

"How about we roast this one for you? We've never had such a big bird before!"

King Atu snorted arrogantly.

It's just a bird, you can have it!

Its rodents must be protected by it.

Should we catch it?
I want to eat fart!
It wiggled the two birds on its paws, thinking they looked rather unusual. Hearing other two-legged creatures say they were edible, it immediately decided to ask its owner to hide them in its spatial storage.

The request was to bring the matter to Gan Minglan's presence.

Gan Minglan grabbed the skin around the king's neck and swayed him in mid-air:
"Tell me, are you possessed by some kind of monster? You even know to bring back gifts for your family after going on a long trip!"

The shaking made the king bare his teeth: "Squeak squeak squeak!"

Gan Minglan: "He wasn't possessed! Then what you did was unfair. There are five people in the family, why did you only send two gifts? Your Majesty, don't be so biased towards the little one!"

King: "Ahhh!"

It needs to hurry up and get back the bird that those two-legged creatures just took away!

The gift-giving attempt failed, and I ended up with a debt of two birds!
This thing can fly really far with one wing; it's not so easy to catch.

(End of this chapter)