In the evening, General Zhou Lang brought his men back. Not only did they not find the grain-buying team, but they brought back the news that someone in the Flame Clan had starved to death.

"If they weren't right, we could have even out some yellow sheep to help them." Zhou Lang sighed, stroking his beard and sighed: "But, not to mention whether the yellow sheep we sent can help the herdsmen, just Fatty Su knew that we had yellow lamb here, maybe he would have to rob him!"

"In the face of a disaster, the greed that can best be questioned." Doctor Li shook his gray beard and shook his head like a rattle. "Let's make ourselves live first, and then find a way to rescue those affected shepherds!"

"Old Li, what's the situation of the princess now?" General Zhou Lang had learned about Yue Qiyun from his subordinate's report. He stared at the boss with a pair of ring eyes and asked worriedly.

"Hey——!" Doctor Li sighed repeatedly, "The princess's liver is depressed and qi is irritated. Fortunately, her body has a good foundation. If she takes good care of her, it will be fine. But...ahh!"

"I said to Lao Li, can you speak well, how can you learn from those actors, and sigh three times?" Zhou Lang, a general from the ranks of the army, was most impatient to hear people sighing.

"The princess is pregnant and has great joy, but now the flame tribe treats the princess like this makes people feel uncomfortable! The princess is depressed, and I am afraid that she will not be able to think about it, but instead hurt her body. Alas!" When she said this, the old man twisted his beard and sighed.

"Hi--!" Even a rough man could feel the unfairness in Yue Qiyun's heart. However, he was a rough man and could not say anything except stomping his feet and sighing.

While the two were sighing, Gladiola walked out of their yurt and bowed to Zhou Lang and said, "My lady asked Zhou Lang to come in and reply."

After listening to General Zhou Lang's report, Yue Qiyun was not worried much. It was really too difficult to find a team of people in the vast grassland with these hundreds of people.

Her only hope now is those prairie voles.

The underground of this grassland is indeed their world. Grassland field mice have been operating in the Yanbei grassland for generations, and have formed a well-connected network deep in the ground. They can spread information through their own special channels. Once the grain-buying team set foot on the grassland, they will first know that they must be grassland rats.

As if she had figured out Yue Qiyun's thoughts, just as she was thinking about the mouse, she suddenly felt the soil under her feet loose, and then a gray-yellow mouse's head poked out from the unzipped hole.

"Little girl, how many people are there in the team you are looking for?" The mouse rolled his rat eyes, first carefully investigated the scene in the yurt, and crawled under Yue Qiyun's skirt, and asked in a low voice.

"Why, Brother Mouse has received any news?" At this time, there was no one else in the yurt. Yue Qiyun squatted down and asked with hope.

"There is one news, but I don't know if it's good news or bad news for you." Seeing that there was no one in the house, the big mouse walked out openly, standing on the open space of the yurt and saying face to face with Yue Qiyun.

"Don't keep it aside, I'm very anxious!" Yue Qiyun pointed at the mouse's forehead with her finger and urged anxiously.

"We found a team of people moving towards the direction of the Flame Clan, but the number of people is not the dozen people you mentioned, but..." The big mouse paused when he said this, as if he was thinking about how many people he had met.

"That team..." As Yue Qiyun watched anxiously, the big mouse hesitated and said, "I can't count it, but it seems that there are thousands of horses!"

"So many horses?" Yue Qiyun also gasped and asked quickly: "Where is that person? How many people are there?"

"Did you tell you that we haven't counted it?" The big mouse's little eyes dodged and said in a slight embarrassment: "A such a huge group of people, the sound of the horse's hooves scared us rats to death. Who dares to run over and count the heads?"

"Thousands of horses, they must not be ours!" Yue Qiyun changed color when she heard this. Now they are in a dilemma, and now another army of unknown conditions has appeared, which makes her feel even more desperate.

"...But we looked from afar, those people... should be from Liang." Looking at Yue Qiyun's pale face, the mouse finished speaking in a stuttering manner.

"Men Liang?" Yue Qiyun's eyes widened a little, and her eyes turned to a point outside the yurt, looking confused.

In this season when the road is blocked with heavy snow, how could the Liang Kingdom army appear here?

Moreover, Liang and Wuchi are fighting, so where can there be extra troops going deep into the grassland?

"How do you confirm that they are from Liang?" Yue Qiyun was puzzled and asked again.

"Smell!" The big mouse naturally replied: "People living in different regions have different smells, and we identify them by smell."

Yue Qiyun was silent. The five senses of animals were much higher than those of humans. Although they were not very intelligent, their primitive instincts were quite similar to ordinary people. Since mice were sure that those people were from Liang, they must be the Liang army.

"But, it's impossible!" Yue Qiyun couldn't believe it. After thinking for a long time, she couldn't figure out the reason. So she asked again: "How far are they from here?"

"It's almost a hundred miles!" The mouse estimated the distance and replied: "Now they should be walking to the near Oolong Everglades, where there is a valley similar to that here. I think they will spend the night there tonight."

"No, I want to check it overnight!" Yue Qiyun slapped her thigh and stood up suddenly.

A dizzy feeling came, and she felt that her head was heavy and she fell to the ground with a "thump".

"Miss!" Gladiac was just lifting the curtain and walked in. At the sight of Yue Qiyun who was stuck on the ground, he couldn't help but be shocked. While helping her up, he shouted for help: "Roland, Roland, please call Doctor Li in and see the lady!"

The movements in the yurt alarmed the people outside. There was a burst of footsteps, and the small yurt was crowded with people.

After a life and death together, Yue Qiyun was the spiritual pillar of the Dragon and Tiger Guard. When these iron-blooded soldiers fainted when they heard the princess, they all forgot the trouble between men and women, and rushed to the yurt where she was.

"Give it, give it all!" Doctor Li was squeezed around, but the young soldiers squeezed out of the yurt. He was so anxious that he jumped in the crowd and shouted: "What's the use of you gathering around? Let me take the princess's pulse!"

Zhou Lang looked at the haggard woman lying on the bear skin and looking pale as paper, and rubbed her hands in a hurry: "What should I do, what should I do?"

"Imperial Doctor, where is the Imperial Doctor?" Gladiola's eyes flashed over the head that was squeezed into the crowd, but he didn't see Doctor Li, and he shouted loudly in a hurry.

"Everything is for me!" Zhou Lang's general recovered. Yes, their group of soldiers who only know how to fight were useless to squeeze here at this time. He spread his arms, blocking the soldiers who kept squeezing into the yurt, and shouted in a muffled voice: "Old Li, where is Old Li?"
Chapter completed!