Although the yellow sheep smelled fragrant under the campfire, I didn't dare or wanted to taste it, and now I haven't figured out what this dream is about, so it's better not to eat it blindly. I could understand Mongolian, but I wasn't sure if I could speak it, so I shook my head and showed my attitude.

The other Mongolians around me all looked solemn and worried, and my refusal to eat was reasonable, and it was perfect to use it on these people.

The big man who persuaded me sighed and continued: "Brothers, warriors of the tribe, we need to be well fed in order to have the strength to fight the Kazakhs. You can't win a war if you're hungry, so eat a little more. ”

"Kanaeus is the territory of our Mongol tribes and the hometown of our Tuvans, how can we eat if we don't take it back!" An indignant voice sounded in the crowd, "We are the descendants of Genghis Khan, and we will never be afraid of war!"

These words made the crowd of Mongolians emotional, and only the man next to me fell silent. Unlike the stunned young man below, he should understand that the glory of the Mongol Empire has become a thing of the past, and it is just self-deception to mention the name of Genghis Khan now. Even if the Great Khan reincarnated, horses and bows and arrows were no longer the mainstream of this era.

The civilization on horseback was once so glorious that it conquered almost the entire Eurasian continent, but it is a pity that the Mongols could only fight, not develop and govern the country, and the era that belonged to them would end sooner or later. With the decline of Mongolia, other ethnic minorities in the Western Regions had the opportunity to turn into serfs and become masters. At present, even the holy place where Genghis Khan Temujin buried his bones has been seized by the Kazakhs for sheep grazing and horse grazing. This is nothing more than a great humiliation for the descendants of the Mongolian Tuvans, who once defended themselves.

I don't know who started it, and the tragic song was sung in the camp. "The shepherd sings, the river is long, and the song on the grassland is melodious. ”

"Ulungu water, blue waves, but my hometown. ”

"The shepherd sings, the love is long, and the splendor is endless. ”

"Jin Ge Iron Horse stepped on the West, and the point will be in my hometown. ”

This song must have been circulated among the Tuvan tribes a long time ago, and from the words, you can hear the pride and pride of these people that they were descendants of Genghis Khan. If I heard this song before, how melodious it would be, but unfortunately now in the singing of Mongolian men, only tragedy remains.

When the Great Mongol Empire, which they believed in in their hearts, no longer existed, what should these people do?

Although the Mongol Empire committed many unspeakable crimes in the crusade to the east and west, this could not erase its unprecedented record. "I come, I see, I conquer. "Even the territory conquered by Alexander the Great's eastern expedition was not comparable to that of the Mongol Empire in its heyday.

Unfortunately, God could not give the Mongol tribes another 500 years, and gunpowder and lead bullet were not able to resist by mounted shooting. However, from the perspective of the victims, this is not a good thing, and the rule of the Mongol Empire was brutal and unforgiving for people of other races.

However, this is the inherent inferiority of the empire, and although the so-called empire on which the sun never sets after the Mongol Empire, although it is not as simple and crude as the Mongols, colonial rule is not set up to help the local people develop, but will go out of their brains to plunder gold and jewelry. The progress of science and technology culture does not necessarily mean that human nature will be more civilized, and the only thing that has become more civilized is the way of plunder.

"The sky is vast, the horse's hooves are ringing, and the ancient road is flooded with no one else. ”

"The years are long, where do people go? ”

Regardless of the merits and demerits of the Mongol Empire, it is already a joke, and now this group of Tuvans, descendants of the Mongol people, deserve sympathy. But I don't feel much, on the one hand, I don't have emotions, and the life or death of these big men has little to do with my interests (should). Euro eBook

On the other hand, I am quite familiar with Kanas, in real life, the indigenous minority of Kanas is the Tuvans, which shows that no matter how much hardship is experienced, Kanaus, the water of the Khan in Mongolian, will eventually return to its original owner, but it may need to be handed over to the state in the future...

In reality, the Tuvans had already made their fortune from the booming tourism industry, and they did not remember that they still had the duty to help Genghis Khan (the Tuvans were rumored to be buried in Lake Kanas, and that they were the descendants of his own guards, who guarded the tomb of the Great Khan for generations).

"Hiss..."In the darkness on the outskirts of the camp, the horses seemed to be disturbed and snorted. But the Mongols drank so much and were so engrossed in the chorus that they didn't notice anything unusual.

I was not very familiar with the habits of the horses, I only knew how to ride, and although I noticed their movements, I thought that the horses had been awakened from their dreams by the song of the Mongols, and I was complaining unpleasantly, and I did not notice that the enemy had surrounded us.

"Bang... Bang..."Several gunshots rang out, and more than a dozen Mongols on the periphery were directly knocked to the ground by the firearms. "Enemy attack! Fight!" the big man sitting next to me reacted quickly, and ordered loudly, while removing his bow and arrow from his back and opening his bow to shoot.

But the old man was unlucky, his bow seemed to have passed the warranty period, and the bowstring made of ox tendon with his strength actually broke. Life and death were often instantaneous, and the Kazakh he was targeting seized the opportunity to remove another musket from his back and shoot the Mongol man in the face. He fell to the ground and did not scream until he died.

"The fire guns of the Qing Dynasty are just easy to use!" The Kazakh man sneered, "Just with a bow and arrow and a scimitar, you still want to recapture Kanas? "You are a fool talking about dreams?" I couldn't help but say, "The fire guns of the Qing Dynasty? Please, did the Manchus have their own fire guns?" The so-called 'take the world immediately' is not just talking, you call it the Great Ming Fire Gun!"

"Little cub has a hard mouth, I'm going to take your corpse and fertilize the pasture!" the Kazakh, though he didn't quite understand what I meant, heard my sarcasm, and became angry, threw down the musket that had been emptied of the bullets, and picked up his scimitar and slashed at me.

I was about to summon the Taiping Technique to use the Qingyu Sword to meet the enemy, when it suddenly occurred to me that this trial was to limit the strength of the trialist, and I had been punished for this kind of violation before, so I didn't dare to break the law without knowing the law. So when the Kazakh knife fell, I gg.

"Hmm... Fortunately, it's a dream, I'm not dead..."I sat up from the bed, it was already dawn, and before I knew it, I had slept until dawn. "What the hell is this dream?" I said as I tried to find my own bottle of mineral water on the bedside table, "was it the dream that the Mongols who were thrown under the cliff after they died?"

If that's the case, then at least I don't feel that these Mongolian undead have any ill will towards me, and at least they won't think about taking my life. "Then this trial... The ghost in this hotel... Hmm, where's my water?" I couldn't find my mineral water bottle on the bedside table.

I glanced back and realized that I wasn't in the room I had been sleeping in. Now that I knew that the Hotel was likely to be haunted, I was naturally prepared. On my bedside table, I should have a flashlight, a candle, a lighter, and a bowl of child urine of my own making.

Right now, all of the things I had carefully prepared were gone. And although most of the rooms in the hotel are decorated and furnished, there are still many subtle differences, and I quickly judged that this was not the room I had stayed in for a week.

"Someone or a ghost moved me in my sleep," I thought, "or am I sleepwalking?" Surprised, I got out of bed and walked barefoot down the hallway.

The door to the room was hidden, and I opened it and noticed the room number, 237!

Also, the room where the evil spirits hide in the Shining movie...

"Looks like I've hit a ghost, and now I should be in the middle of a ghost..."I tried to be as light as possible and not make unnecessary noises to avoid attracting unnecessary attention. But if you're really being targeted by a ghost, there's not much point in doing so.