Before Zhao Feng could figure out what the situation was, the group of cavalry shouted and threw him on the horse.

He walked back happily, still muttering words he didn't understand.

"Hey, who are you? I'm a rent collector, and I want to see your sovereign!"

Zhao Feng kept struggling, but the cavalry didn't pay any attention to it and rode back to his residence on horseback.

I saw that the place where they lived was a bulging yurt, countless cattle and sheep were enclosed outside, and shepherd dogs shuttled among the cattle and sheep.

Women carry buckets of fresh milk, and children chase after each other.

Some of the young and strong men were riding horses, some were repairing weapons, and all of them were peaceful.

The cavalry threw Zhao Feng to the ground, and Zhao Feng felt that his bones were about to be broken.

When I looked down, I found a puddle of cow in front of me, and I almost fainted.

"Hey, does anyone understand what I'm saying? I want to see your monarch!"

Zhao Feng shouted a few times in a row, but no one around him paid attention to him.

After a while, a big man walked over, the big man was eight feet tall and looked like a brown bear.

The thick arms were thicker than Zhao Feng's thighs, and he stared at Zhao Feng with a fierce expression.

"You just said you wanted to see the Khan?"

Khan?

Although Zhao Feng was already mentally prepared, he was still stunned for a moment when he heard the word Khan.

This is the title of the leader of the steppe tribe, and those who can be called khans are of very noble status.

Zhao Feng nodded hurriedly, and the man with the tiger's back grabbed Zhao Feng with one hand and put him under his armpit.

As if holding a quilt, I slowly walked towards the largest yurt.

When I came to the yurt, I was greeted by a strong smell of milk and an indescribable smell of sweat.

Zhao Feng was so smoked that he almost vomited, and he finally couldn't hold back.

But he was thrown to the ground by the big man again, his stomach churned, and a calm voice came from his ears.

"You want to see me?"

Zhao Feng raised his head and followed the voice.

I saw that the yurt was full of people, and each of them was unusually strong.

The pectoral muscles are as thick as two Zhao Feng.

And in the middle of this group of people sat a middle-aged man, with a faint domineering look on his weather-beaten face, and his eyes as sharp as an eagle.

A goatee with a meadow logo on the chin and many ornaments hanging from it.

The hands are thick and powerful, covered with calluses, and the green tendons on the back of the hands are very obvious as if they are about to burst out.

Zhao Feng couldn't recognize who this person was, so he could only ask tentatively.

"Who are you?"

"Bold!"

As soon as they heard this, everyone present stood up, unexpectedly drew the weapons on their waists, and shouted at Zhao Feng.

"Dare to be rude to the Heavenly Khan, the Khan killed him!"

it, and you have to fight and kill, do you ancient people have any new ideas?

Zhao Feng looked helpless, if he had changed before, he might still be afraid when he heard that he was going to kill him.

But after going through a lot of things, he found that people in ancient times seemed to say this, and gradually they were no longer so afraid.

Khan stared at Zhao Feng for a long time, and found that his expression was not panicked at all, but a little indifferent.

With a wave of his hand, everyone around him put away their weapons.

"I am the Khan of the Heavens, the son of the steppe, and the eagle will bow his head when he sees me, I am Temujin. ”

Temujin?

Zhao Feng tilted his head, he didn't learn history well, and he couldn't remember the real names of all the monarchs.

I don't remember who Temujin was at all.

He didn't dare to ask directly in front of others, so he could only cautiously probe it.

"What is your title?"

"Genghis. ”

Hearing this, Zhao Feng gasped.

Genghis ...... Sweat!

That was the founding emperor of the Yuan Dynasty and the overlord of the grassland.

Once the largest country in China, it is said that Genghis Khan at that time fought along the Silk Road to Eastern Europe.

It was the heyday of the entire Chinese military.

Now that he saw him with his own eyes, Zhao Feng didn't know what to say except for excitement in his heart.

Just as Zhao Feng was about to ask a few more questions, a guard rushed in.

"Report to the Khan, a large group of cavalry appeared in the east, it was the Jurchens. ”

"It's them again. ”

As soon as Temujin heard the word Jurchen, he immediately frowned.

As soon as he raised his hand, he picked up the bow and arrow behind his back and strode out.

When he walked to the door, he looked back at Zhao Feng and said.

"Take him. ”

Zhao Feng was stunned for a moment, and was about to ask what happened, when he was caught under his arm again by the big man with a tiger's back from before.

Woo!

Walking out of the yurt, the whole tribe remembered the sound of the trumpet.

Countless cavalry were ready to go, and Temujin took his horse and rushed in the direction of the enemy with his cavalry.

Not long after the cavalry ran, they saw a group of black oppressive troops appear at the end of the steppe.

Like Temujin's troops, they consisted of cavalry, but they were dressed in very different attire.

Temujin's cavalry were all dressed in light armor and leather, while the cavalry on the opposite side was dressed in fish-scale silver armor.

Under the sun, it emits the cold light of the forest.

As the two sides drew closer, Temujin stared at each other, took out his bow, and shot arrows.

An arrow slashed a beautiful arc across the sky, and landed in front of the Iron Knight.

"One step further and no kill!"

Call!

Temujin's troops waved their scimitars in their hands and let out an astonishing shout.

The iron rider on the opposite side slowly stopped, and finally stopped in front of the arrow just now.

Then the man in charge of the Iron Cavalry came out and shouted at Temujin.

"Temujin, you have treacherously led people to attack my city, do you really think that I am easy to bully?"

"Hmph, Huang Taiji, don't say that you are so innocent, you led people to cross the border to rob our tribe first, do you think that my Temujin is a vegetarian?"

The two sides got closer and closer, and the swords in their hands were aimed at each other.

Zhao Feng, who was following behind Temujin, realized that the leader of these fish-scale iron horses was named Huang Taiji.

And he should be the founding emperor of the Qing Dynasty.

The founding emperor of the Yuan Dynasty beat the founding emperor of the Qing Dynasty, and this impression of the world is really unpredictable.

But on second thought, the Mongols and the Jurchens were originally feuding, and the two tribes often fought each other over the sovereignty of the steppe.

It's just that Mongolia had the upper hand during the Yuan Dynasty, and the Jurchens were in charge of the Qing Dynasty.

But why did these two people come together?

Zhao Feng looked puzzled, didn't he say that each monarch's space was independent?

Why do they share a prairie?

Just when Zhao Feng was puzzled, Huang Taiji suddenly accelerated and rushed towards Temujin.

Not to be outdone, Temujin drew his scimitar and met him.

Countless cavalry charged at the same time, and the earth trembled with a loud noise.

Seeing the cavalry on both sides getting closer and closer, Zhao Feng's heart rose to his throat.

Hurriedly flipped out his token and clicked on it a few times.

A blinding glare appeared, and the cavalry on both sides stopped almost simultaneously.

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