Chapter 48 The Great Contest of Martial Arts and the Three Arts of Heroes

Jelu, who was born with a straight gut, was impatient to stand up and play a round for everyone. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Qiyu Khan, my position as the military leader of the Diira Department is now vacant, I don't know what the Khan is going to do?"

The Khan of Yelu Hind knew very well that it was for this reason that he had invited everyone to come and discuss, and when he heard this, he couldn't help but sigh.

"Alas! Yelu Shilu died, and Yelu Shidi actually fled to the Bohai country, and Xiao Dilu's life and death were uncertain...... Now, Ben Khan is really worried! As he spoke, he closed his eyes slightly, looking helpless.

Seeing that the Khan was extremely melancholy, Shen Sugu pointed to Yelu Abaoji and Yelu Holu and praised him repeatedly.

"We Khitan still have Abaoji and Yelu Hulu, these good offspring!"

When Khan heard this, his eyes immediately widened, as if he had been injected with chicken blood, and he immediately came to his senses.

"Yes! Ben Khan set up the ring today, not only to elect the military leader of the Diera tribe, but more importantly, to cultivate the bravery, resourcefulness and spirit of not afraid of death in the future generations. Our new generation must have the spirit of the older generation to expand the territory, so that Ben Khan can only turn a blind eye after his death!"

Yelu Qinde had to say what to do after his death, and everyone looked at each other as if they were waking up from a dream.

"The Khan is far-sighted and wise"!

The Khan immediately regained his former majesty, he didn't care about what others said, he had been fighting all his life, and when it came, would he still be afraid of death?

"Ladies and gentlemen, please do not praise Ben Khan for his foresight and wisdom. Ben Khan just hopes that through the 'three arts of heroism' such as horse racing, archery, and wrestling, he will select the real heroes of our steppe! ”

"Long live the Khan"!

"Since you all think this event is feasible, please do this bowl of wine!"

Khan was the first to raise the bowl.

"Cheers"!

"Cheers"!

With a tilt of his neck, the Khan tilted his neck and dried the wine in the small bowl of white jade.

Everyone followed with a tilt of their necks and dried the wine in the wine bowl to the bottom.

After a glass of wine, the dead tree-like face of the Khan of Hind Jin was a little rosy, and he gave a pre-game speech full of passion, and then waved his hand violently:

"I, the common people of the Khitan Diera Department, thank you for your participation and support, Yuguan is tight, our pasture is destroyed, Xiao Dilu went to discuss peace to no avail, but was detained. Therefore, we should sleep with an open eye in the future."

"No".

"There are three events in this martial arts competition, I think it's better to call it the three arts of men."

"Three Arts of Heroes". The crowd was in an uproar.

"Okay, let's call it the Three Arts of Heroes for the time being."

"Our grassland gentlemen, all of them are good men."

Before everyone could finish speaking, the sound of horses' hooves was heard in the distance. The voice was getting closer and closer, drawing everyone's attention. I saw that it was neither early nor too late, but when the game was about to start, he led his two sons, Yelu Dielit and Yelu Shuogua, in festive costumes, to rush back to the Diera Division.

All three dismounted at the same time and bowed before the Khan of Yelucind.

"See Khan"! And Jerodeth, and Jerodirit, and Jerod Thogwaqi, brushed and knelt on the ground.

Jerucind closed his eyes and was silent. And the heart said, Why did he come?

Yelu Qinde Khan stood up, and the small white jade bowl in his hand exuded a faint mellow aroma of mare's milk wine. He tried his best to remain neither humble nor arrogant, and his eyes did not squint. And they all pretended not to see Jerodeth coming.

"Since you all think this event is possible, please dry this bowl of wine!"

Yelu Hind Khan was the first to raise the small white jade bowl.

"Cheers"!

The Khan of Yelu Hind tilted his neck to dry the wine in the small white jade bowl to the ground, and then gently tested the beard on the top of his lips with his wide slap.

Seeing that the Khan was so indifferent to himself, Yelushidi, the former Yili Sumire, only felt that his heart was clogged.

I'm not Zhu Bajie, looking in the mirror, isn't it a person? What am I doing here?

But Jeruhath thought about it, and there was no other way for me to go. Now I have to slap my swollen face and become fat.

He's going to try his luck in the arena and maybe regain his place as a Sumire, if not, death awaits him.

In Jerodeth's view, the death of the soul was far more terrible than the death of the body.

The Khan of Yelu Hind announced to the crowd: "The first race is horse racing; The second event - corner finish; The third event is archery. Our Great Khitan warriors have always relied on force to speak, warriors, show your courage"!

Seeing that Jeruhorus, Jelu Abaoji, Jelu Lag, Jelu Huage and others were dressed in military uniforms to choose their beloved horses, Jeruhadi and his eldest son Jelu Dielit were extremely envious.

(The Liao Dynasty's military uniform, with a bronze mirror on the front chest and back, was used to protect the heart from the enemy's arrows into the heart.) ）

Drumming sounds. Yelucind Khan returned to his tiger skin seat.

"Warriors, get off the field!"

Yelu Abaoji, Yelu Holu, Yelu Diera, Yelu Xiannichi and so on.

And all the people knew it, as if they had not seen the arrival of the father and son of Jerodeth.

Seeing that the Khan's anger had not subsided, Yelu Dielit and Yelu Shuo climbed in front of the Khan on their prostrates.

His eyes purred a few times, and he leaned closer to the Khan, who poked out his lips and wrinkled them into an apricot circle, and then carefully kissed the Khan's boots.

Yelu Qinde opened his eyes and rebuked: "Hmph! Jeruhad, because your father and son still have the face to come back to me"?

Jerodah's eyes kept rolling.

Seeing that the Khan was so indifferent to him, Yeluhadi only felt a panic in his chest.

But he knew that he was at fault and couldn't have a seizure, so he had to pretend that nothing had happened. He knew that no one in the tribe would respect him anymore, and that he would have to pay such a high price for his escape.

He frowned, ready to try his luck. If you can defeat your opponent in the Three Arts of Heroes, you may be able to regain your position as Yili Sumire. Otherwise, death awaits him. In his view, the death of the soul was far more terrible than the death of the body.

Yelu Hinder moved slightly, and a long sound came out of his mouth.

It seems that the Khan's anger is half gone.

Yelu Hadi knelt down and took a step forward: "Khan is angry, Yelu Shilu Yu Yue died, Xiao Dilu was trapped in Youzhou, so you lost your right arm, and your mood is naturally a lot more anxious." I consider that the Khan is ill, and at this critical moment, how can I, Jeruhat, not return to my heart like an arrow?"

"You're quite well-informed, since you know everything, why don't you return"?

"The Khan doesn't know that this time he went to the Bohai Kingdom not to escape, but to go completely for the Khan."

"What do you say"?

"The Khan didn't know that he went to the Bohai Kingdom to find a well-known local old man for the boy Yelu Dielit."

"What does this have to do with me"?

"This old man hangs the pot to help the world, and the wonderful hand rejuvenates. The boy studied with his teacher and learned many herbal prescriptions, just to serve the Khan, so that the Khan can be healthy and healthy, and live longer."

Jerod's face was aggrieved, and when he looked at that, he almost cried.

When Jerucind heard this, he turned his anger into joy. "Well, I hope what you say is true."

"Immortal heaven is above, the subordinates cut their hearts and galls, don't dare to have half a lie, if I dare to have half a lie, the whole family will die."