Lolos was silent for a long time. His face became as pale as Wuwuyi, and his palms began to sweat.

"Loros?" Wuwuyi shook his hand nervously and asked again, "Why don't you speak?"

Lolos knew that Wuwuyi had an answer in his heart. She was waiting for her rebuttal and wanted to calm down through her own words. But he couldn't make Wuwuyi feel at ease. According to past experience, every time the Aztlans were dispatched on a large scale, they were to capture the sacrifices of human sacrifices from the tribes on the grassland, but even so, the number of soldiers dispatched each time would not exceed 300. The 3,000 Aztlan soldiers walking towards their tribes, the seriousness of this situation was far beyond any danger he had experienced.

"We'd better transfer immediately."

Lolos avoided Wuwuyi's sight and said to his tribe companion next to him:

"The chief is ready to move to the west. You escort Wuwuyi to the west first. I will go back and inform the chief of this matter, and then catch up with the rest of the tribe."

Wuwuyi was shocked: "Lolos, you are..."

"Why are you still standing there?" Lolos yelled at his tribe's companions, "Why don't you bring Wuwuyi with you and leave immediately?"

Perhaps they had realized something, the tribes nodded tragically, and then moved without saying a word. They pulled Wuwuyi's arm, covered her mouth, let her struggle, and forced her to drag her to the west.

Lolos and the remaining tribes watched Uwuyi leave.

"Lolos, you are the smartest in our tribe. You can write and draw large numbers." Someone said, "Tell us the truth, can we successfully retreat this time?"

"What are you doing?" Lolos smiled, "I'm not sure the Aztlands are coming for us."

"What if it was really for us?"

"... Then I can only hope that Wuwuyi will continue the tribe."

This place is very close to the tribe's camp. It is almost impossible to completely avoid this group of Aztlans with a large-scale migration of more than 500 people. They must carry heavy daily necessities with them, and if clues are found, the Aztlans can easily chase after them. Even if they want to surrender, it may be difficult to achieve - the Aztlans who were dispatched to capture sacrifices never accept any form of surrender.

Lolos looked back at the gray wolf that was hunting.

"Who would go with me to find the Aztlands?" he asked the stayed, "If you bring gifts and pretend to be messengers, you may also buy some time for the Chief's migration."

Without waiting for someone to answer, the group of people who were dragging Wuwuyi to leave suddenly ran back in panic.

"Wuwuyi, Wuwuyi ran away again! towards the direction of the Aztlans!"

...

Wuwuyi gritted her teeth and ran wildly on the grassland. The Aztlans' team had already moved ahead of her. In order to turn around to the front of the queue, she could not even have a moment of rest.

The body that had not yet completely escaped from the wild helped her, allowing her to run tirelessly at speeds that the Aztlans could not reach; natural and primitive magic protected her, allowing her to escape from the land of the grassland; her clothes were simple and light, not as heavy as the cotton armor of the Aztlans; the wild beasts that fled in panic due to large-scale marches also helped her, allowing her to determine the whereabouts of the Aztlans from a distance.

Without anyone noticed, she came to the front of the Aztlan marching queue.

Taking off the gorgeous hat that symbolizes identity, she showed her short, simple boyish hair. She held up the soil with her hands, allowing the black mud to cover the red war patterns on her skin; panting would reveal her long-distance running and would have to be adjusted immediately; fear would expose her plan, and she would have to empty her mind and not think about it.

Before today, she naively believed that being an enemy of the Aztlan Empire was to gather dozens of people on both sides to make an appointment to fight. She didn't understand why her father had to hand over tribute to the Aztlan Empire every year, and she didn't understand why the tribe had to produce several middle-aged men for the Aztlan Empire to kill on the altar every year.

The moment they met the huge queue of the Aztlanders, these questions were answered.

But even so, she didn't want to kneel at the feet of the Aztranians like her father.

——To solve the Aztland Empire, there must be other methods besides force.

When the Aztrans discovered Wuwuyi, she was walking on the grassland with a cane with a hard time with a cane, and before the Aztrans could speak, she turned around and limped towards them.

"Is there water?"

She opened her lips, which were dry due to the long running, begging the group of Aztland soldiers. The Aztland soldiers who were walking in the front kicked her out impatiently. She endured the pain, crawled up with her stomach, and continued to beg:

"Okay, give me some water...I can do anything."

The Aztrans completely ignored her and continued to move forward - just such a little girl was not qualified to be captured as a sacrifice.

But when the leading officer Aztlan passed by, he asked the soldiers to drag Wuwuyi to him with great interest.

"Why are you here alone?" he asked, "Where is your tribe?"

"Water." Wuwuyi repeated the same sentence, "Give me some water..."

At the command of the officer, a soldier threw a kettle to Wuwuyi. Wuwuyi ended up with the kettle, unscrewed the lid without saying a word, and drank all the water from the entire kettle.

"Answer my question," the officer repeated, "Where is your tribe? Why are you only one?"

Wuwuyi slowly lowered the kettle, with a little sadness in her eyes.

"My parents were killed by grizzly bears while hunting. I stole a little food and was expelled by the tribe. It's been two days, I've eaten nothing if you need slaves..."

The officer signaled a soldier beside him with his eyes. The soldier took out a piece of dried meat and threw it on the muddy ground with a "splash".

Wuwuyi suppressed the anger in her heart, picked up the pieces of meat in the mud and started to chew.

The officer laughed.

"Very good, we need people like you. Where was your original tribe? Just take us there and you will get a little reward."

Wu Wuyi rolled her eyes and swallowed the meat full of the smell of mud into her stomach, then wiped the mud beside her mouth.

"I remember the road," she said, "It's two days away from here, so you can follow me."
Chapter completed!