Someone Blocking the Road?

Several hours later, four or five hundred li from Yanhuo Village, a large caravan was moving swiftly toward the distant horizon.

It was naturally Qin Shaofeng and the villagers of Yanhuo Village.

At that moment, all 346 villagers of Yanhuo Village were in the caravan. Not a single person was missing.

The elderly, children, women, and other noncombatants had been placed in ten enormous horse-drawn carriages. They really were enormous.

While Qin Shaofeng and Yan Jin's group had been capturing Steppe Antelope beasts, the old village chief had led the entire village in felling trees and building carriages.

Qin Shaofeng's requirement was that each carriage be large enough to hold at least forty or fifty people.

The carriages they built were huge and extremely heavy. Even a Saint Emperor Realm expert from the Origin Continent probably wouldn't be able to pull one without reaching the fourth or fifth level.

But with more than three hundred Steppe Antelope beasts, that was another matter entirely.

Though the carriages were massive and heavy, each one was assigned more than thirty Steppe Antelope beasts. Once they got moving, their speed was already comparable to that of an ordinary Profound Elephant Realm Warrior.

At that pace, reaching the Lihuo Tribe within three days would be a piece of cake.

At that moment, Qin Shaofeng was inside one of the carriages near the center of the caravan.

He had chosen that position so he could respond in time if anything unexpected happened.

Aside from the Steppe Antelope beasts pulling the carriages, the Warriors of Yanhuo Village each rode one of their own, keeping watch on both sides of the caravan.

Yan Jin and more than a dozen late-stage Profound Elephant Realm Warriors from Yanhuo Village were at the very front, while Uncle Lu and another Spirit