The Great Sui Dynasty is located in the middle, which means the position of great virtue. It has the meaning of dominating the world and bringing mountains and rivers into one.

If it was in the period of Emperor Wen, no one would have dared to despise the Great Sui Dynasty, which was so strong that no one could match it.

After Yang Guang ascended the throne, the national strength of the entire dynasty regressed, and Da Chu was often in trouble, if it wasn't for Yang Xiu guarding the southwest gate, I was afraid that Da Chu would have come over a long time ago.

And Liaodong and Beiliang are not at peace inside and outside, to put it bluntly, Yang Guangde is not worthy, and because there are rumors that he killed his father and seized the throne, no one will obey him.

Beiliangguan is a barbarian, that is, the powerful horse empire of Beimeng.

The Great Sui Dynasty was in the middle and was not good, and it was attacked on all sides.

The wolf tooth often rode south to plunder the population and wealth of the people of the Central Plains, and even if he took precautions, he could not catch up with the people on this horse.

Outside the Beiliang Pass, there are generations of Central Plains people living outside the pass for various reasons. They also fed on the same grazing and barley from cattle and sheep. But there is one thing, they think they are from the Central Plains from the bottom of their bones.

Although Beiliang is also known as a barbarian, that is the dislike of the Jiangnan Liaodong generation for the style of Beiliang, and there is still a big difference between it and an uncivilized barbarian like Beimeng.

On this day, the wind and the sun are beautiful, and the Han people are grazing cattle and sheep by the lake, and they are different in that although they live according to the way of life in Northern Mongolia, they have a fixed residence.

The big yellow dog is also called a shepherd dog, because there are wolves outside Beiliangguan. Wolves are mostly social animals and act together.

A male wolf can bite an adult man to death, and the shepherd dog naturally cannot beat the wolves, but serves as a warning.

If a pack of wolves comes, groups of men with spears, bows, arrows, and torches will appear in front of them.

Wolves are not afraid of weapons such as spears and bows, on the contrary, they are especially afraid of fire, because wild beasts have been afraid of fire since a long time ago.

The big yellow dog stuck out his tongue because this month even outside Beiliang Pass began to heat up.

But the big yellow dog, with its tongue sticking out, quickly stood up and looked into the distance, motionless, looking like a golden sculpture from the distant sunset.

For a long time, the big yellow dog was still watching, and then turned back and barked at the sheep a few times.

The sheep began to stir, as if they understood something, and ran desperately towards the inhabited land.

The shepherd boy said something to the big yellow dog in the local dialect, and no one could understand it.

But I can guess that the grazing boy is holding a long pole and asking what happened to the big yellow dog?

The big yellow dog just kept barking, after all, it was an animal, and even if it was human, it was impossible to say anything.

The herding boy was about sixteen or seventeen years old, and wore a robe made of light yarn.

This is what their patriarch got when he went down to the south of the Yangtze River, and it is said that just such a sand robe will be exchanged for a sheep, which can be imagined how cheap the grassland is.

The boy looked at the reddened sky as if it had just been burned by fire.

Since he was a child, he had heard the old people who lived there say that if such a situation existed, it would definitely be a war.

He was only sixteen or seventeen years old, and he was still a child when he used to fight, and he had no memory at all. Now it's just occasional friction, and he sees his relatives used to it.

He thought that he would never see a war in his life, but when it really began, he was a little inexplicably excited.

The young man squatted down and listened to the earth, and there was a rumbling sound of horses on the ground, this is the iron horse of Beimeng, and it is really going to war.

The big yellow dog bit his robe, meaning to quickly make him retreat.

Only then did the young man say in the Central Plains: "Rhubarb, let's hurry back and tell the patriarch about this!"

He whistled, and a fiery horse galloped swiftly.

This is not an ordinary horse, it is red as blood, with white sideburns on its head, it is called Xuezhi, and it is the offspring of sweaty BMW and Dawan horse.

The sweaty BMW can travel thousands of miles a day, but the physique is not good, it is just terrifyingly fast.

And Dawan Ma Sheng has strong endurance and can run wild for two days and two nights.

The offspring of their combination, the horse called Blood, has the best of both worlds.

Strong foot power, thousands of miles a day.

The boy's name is Luo Xiaohei, on the contrary, he is not dark, and his red face looks particularly cute.

The big yellow dog naturally didn't run as fast as Xuezhi, and Xuezhi didn't wait for the big yellow dog, because there is no one in the world who knows the way home better than a dog.

When the boy returned to the camp, he immediately ran to the patriarch's house, which was also his home, and he was an orphan who had been adopted by the patriarch since childhood.

And the patriarch has no children, but he has a wife, and the patriarch's grandmother died two years ago, and she died of depression.

The patriarch's grandmother is from Xishu and is the most gentle woman. She dreamed of returning to Xishu, but she never returned to Xishu in her life.

It is said that Xishu is very beautiful, with the stormy waves of the Yangtze River, the majesty of the White Emperor City, and a pair of father and son.

After the patriarch's grandmother died, she did not scatter the ashes into the Gelshpan Lake, but was left by the patriarch's grandfather.

The patriarch's grandfather said that he hoped that one day he could scatter the ashes of the patriarch's grandmother in the Yangtze River, which could be regarded as returning to his hometown.

Most of the women in the world are virtuous if they are not talented, so they are naturally not honored, but they are also considered to have fulfilled their wishes.

It's just that the patriarch's grandfather is also old, and his health is gradually getting worse, so he is tired of traveling and traveling, and it takes him half a year to go to Xishu, but he is afraid that he will drag down his body.

Luo Xiaohei made up his mind that he must go to Xishu in the future and bring back the ashes of the patriarch's grandmother in the future.

The patriarch and grandmother are a good person, originally they had a son, but they said that they would go north to see the deepest extreme north wind in Northern Mongolia, but this trip was more than 20 years, and the two of them also waited for more than 20 years, but they knew in their hearts that he would not come back, but they were always unwilling to accept it.

Maybe it's because of this that the patriarch's grandmother has been depressed for so long.

At this moment, the patriarch's grandfather was hiding in front of the medicine jar boiling medicine, and directly above him was the ashes of the patriarch's grandmother.

He whispered, "O old woman, if you are willing to wait for me when you get there, wait for me, and if you are not willing, find an old man better than me." I have a bad temper, but being able to marry you is the happiest thing in my life. I'm not the kind of person who can talk, and I haven't been able to give you a better life, but you haven't blamed me! I will take you back to Xishu, you can sleep together in life, and you will be in the same cave in death!"

Luo Xiaohei was silent outside the account for a long time, the medicine was boiled for the patriarch's grandfather, he didn't know how long it could last, because at night, Luo Xiaohei saw the patriarch's grandfather coughing up blood.

He thought that when the patriarch grandfather used to be drunk, he always liked to brag about how great he was when he was young, but now, it seems, it doesn't seem to be the same anymore.