After getting a promise and letting go of a matter of concern, Princess Changle soon fell into a deep sleep. It made Jia Jiu, who was sitting next to him, stare at him for a while.

Jia Jiu didn't know why Princess Changle woke up at this time, and he didn't know why Princess Changle suddenly fell asleep, if it was a coincidence, it would be too coincidental. But apart from coincidences, he couldn't find a suitable explanation.

Sitting on the edge of Princess Changle's bed, Jia Jiu didn't think about anything at this time, but just sat beside Princess Changle for a while, and then it was like suddenly waking up, sneaking to the side of the fire and making himself a cup of tea with boiling water.

Well, when you're out and about, you don't have to think about group tea and the like, and now you can only eat maple dew white tea. Not to mention the light taste, it has to be brewed three or four times to be excellent, and it is also one of the few teas suitable for children. -- Drinking too much roasted green tea can hurt the spleen and stomach, so most powerful families will purchase tea for their children. Maple dew white tea falls into this category. -- He brought this with him when he came out, and last year's autumn tea was the most suitable for eating on this kind of day when it was hot and still couldn't leave the quilt at night.

It's all ice outside, anyway, and the animals won't come near here. After all, there is the smell of packs of wolves. And the wolves on the steppe are the least to provoke. Although Jia Jiu really wanted to leave this place, if something happened to Princess Changle in the middle of the road, it would be troublesome.

Only Princess Changle, who was brought back alive, could play a sufficient value. The death of Princess Changle is likely to make the emperor's anger that has nowhere to vent on his head.

Who made the strength of the Jia family the weakest, but someone in the Jia family was able to enter the grassland.

If the death of Princess Changle is transmitted back to Daqi. And then someone will operate around the emperor and the emperor, and then something big will definitely happen. And the stupidity of the Jia family. Others just don't want to use this chess piece.

As soon as he thought of Jia Zheng and Mrs. Wang's brains and abilities, Jia Jiu knew that he didn't have too many choices.

What's more, Jia Yuanchun has returned to the court. If Jia Yuanchun became the imperial concubine was a certainty, then having a reliable ally in the palace was better than anything else.

The queen may not be able to control the favored concubines below, but all the favorite concubines must look at the emperor's face.

If Princess Changle can return to Daqi, it will be for Jia Jiu's side. It's a good card.

Since that's the case, why not stay here for two more days and wait for Princess Changle to get better before leaving.

Jia Jiu is very single. He completely forgot that he had caused the vision. For him, he'd heard of hail in the summer, even if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes. He didn't think it was anything unusual.

But for the ancients, a sudden change in the sky did not bode well. Whether in Daqi or in the grassland. A sudden change in the sky and even hail is a big deal. Especially in the grasslands, it is very unlucky to have hail in the season when the waves are endless.

Hail tends to occur in the warmer subtropics and temperate zones, and the more complex the terrain, the more likely it is to occur. On the contrary, the grasslands tend to be endless plains with a single topography, and in the north, many people have probably never heard of hail in their entire lives. Not to mention seeing it with your own eyes.

The ancients often used the flying snow in June to represent a great grievance, and the hail was much stricter than the flying snow in June.

Don't say it's Daqi. It was the Song State in the south, and once a hail occurred in their capital, the emperor of the Song State would issue an edict against himself. When they arrived on the grassland, the hail was even more deified and demonized. Some people say that it is because the gods are angry because of the hail in the summer, and some people say that it is because the demons were born and the gods warn that large chunks of ice appear in the summer. At this time, sacrifices were held everywhere, among which the people of the steppe were the most devout and used the bloodiest rituals - to select the most beautiful women in the tribe, dress them up beautifully, and then steam them to death - in order to pray for the blessing of God.

Now the time on the grassland is exactly early summer, this season, for the Di people who have been born in the grassland for generations and have never crossed the border of Daqi to reach the inland of Daqi, at this time to see large pieces of ice blades and ice guns on the grassland, it is simply an oracle.

There was a small tribe that discovered this green and white meadow: a green meadow with a long grass that reached the knees of a man. But between these grasses, there are actually pieces of ice blade ice guns. Each one left on the ground was no less than two feet. In addition, a considerable number of ice blade ice guns can also clearly see blood stains and residual animal fur.

Everyone present could tell that it was a trail left after achieving penetrating damage to the prey.

The question is, what about the prey?

The patriarch and elder knelt down on the spot. In their opinion, the prey that should have been nailed to the ground by these ice blades and ice guns is gone, but the ice blades and ice guns are still in place, and there is only one possibility - God feels that the sacrifice is not enough.

Seeing that the patriarch and elders were kneeling, the women and children of those tribes hurriedly climbed out of the caravan and knelt on the ground. The men were stunned at first, until the women and children climbed out of the car, and they reacted and dismounted and bowed.

At the end of the prayer, the old elder was the first to stand up, turned around, and said to the people who were still kneeling on the ground: "The gods have not received a satisfactory sacrifice, and we must perform a sacrifice - the highest sacrifice." ”

His people were meaningless, except for one man, the bravest warrior of the tribe. According to the rules of the steppe, the bravest warriors are entitled to be the first to pick the spoils. Aside from the gifts given to the great tribes, the best spoils of war in the tribe are often not in the hands of the chiefs and elders, but in the hands of the bravest warriors.

This is very different from Daqi. Perhaps because they had just come out of the wilderness, or perhaps because of the difficulty of survival, in many ways, such small tribes were more fair and just than large tribes and tribal alliances. Because fairness and justice are the foundation of tribal cohesion, without fairness and justice, even brothers will fall to the point of killing each other.

It is precisely because of this fairness and justice that it is necessary to hold sacrifices above a certain level. The one who suffers the most losses will be the bravest warriors in the tribe.

For he had the prettiest woman and the most wealth in the whole tribe.

Mozhigen, the man who shocked the entire tribe with his archery skills, now has the most beautiful woman in the entire tribe. This woman was not only his benefactor. Or is it the woman who he spent a lot of effort getting his hands on, and what's more, this woman still has his child in her belly!

Seeing that his clansmen were all looking at him, Mo Rigen straightened his body.

He knew that his people were waiting for their decision.

"I, I don't want to. Tana has my baby. According to the rules, a woman who is pregnant with a child does not have to be a sacrifice. ”

The elder turned his gaze to his wife. The old woman immediately led several older women to the woman's name, Tana, and after careful examination, nodded at the elder.

The elder saw his old wife nodding to him. I had to say: "Since Tana is pregnant, then choose Orizun Tana." ”

There were exclamations from the crowd, and a handful of people were in disarray.

Someone passed out.

Oridun Tana, translated into Chinese, is the jewel. A girl who can be called a jewel. His family must generally be a descendant of a certain tribe. Or simply the more favored daughter of the patriarch and elder's family. The chosen child was the daughter of the patriarch's wife and the granddaughter of the elder.

As a girl on the prairie, how could he not know about the ritual? It's just that as a little girl, he always had a glimmer of hope for his father and maternal grandfather, thinking that he would not be selected. After all, before that, he also had a half-sister who was called Mingzhu, although this sister was dedicated to the side wife of a leader of the Blue Wolf Tribe. But not long after the first beauty in the tribe arrived on him, she was taken away by Mo Rigen's new wife.

That's the saddest thing for him. He has been fond of Morrigan since he was a child. even ran behind Morrigan all day long. But the people in the tribe thought that his sister and Mo Rigen were a couple. When his sister left, Morrigan bought back a slave girl. Not only did she name him Tana, but she also took good care of him, letting him exercise his wife's rights and manage his property, but he was unwilling to marry him, the newly born first beauty of the tribe who was held in the palm of his parents and elders.

This is undoubtedly a great blow to Oridun Tana.

For this reason, Oridun Tana has been sad for several days, and even behind her back, I don't know how many times she cursed the woman named Tana, hoping that this woman would disappear forever. When he saw the green and white scenery in front of him, he thought that the heavens had finally heard his voice, but who would have thought that in the end, this matter would fall on his head.

Ozhtuntana couldn't bear the blow and fainted, but his mother was reluctant to give up her daughter, so she immediately stood up: "Elder, yesterday I had a dream that the stars in the sky fell to the earth. The stars are the property of the gods, and if we return the property of the gods to the gods, we should be able to appease the wrath of the gods. After all, we are only a small tribe, and we can't take any decent sacrifices, if we can find the property of the gods, I think it is the best gift for the gods. ”

The elders of the tribe are not only the wisest people in the tribe, but also the healers and wizards of the tribe. The people of the steppe are very superstitious, and many steppe people are willing to believe that witchcraft is passed down with blood. Since the elder is a sorcerer in the tribe, his children and grandchildren will also have a witch color on their bodies. Since the elder's daughter said so, then it must be divine revelation.

The elder was reluctant to give up his granddaughter, so he followed her words, "So, do you know where the star has fallen?" ”

The woman stretched out her hand and said, "Follow this direction, follow the traces of ice and snow, and you will be able to find the star." ”

The patriarch and the elder glanced at each other and immediately agreed.

Something like this has happened, and the tribe is clearly no longer able to go. The women and children remained in the caravan, while the men stepped onto their horses and followed the trails of snow and ice.

As the first warrior of the tribe, Mozhigen was of course the first to set off, and he did not see that his wife's carriage was arranged on the outermost periphery.

A person's left foot looks the same length as his right foot, but when he actually walks, his right foot will walk a little more than his left foot. If the terrain is complicated, forget it, if the terrain is flat and wide enough. If there is no reference around, then the person will go around the earth in a large circle and finally return to the place where he started.

This is the same for most creatures.

Even if these warriors didn't find a replacement along the snow and ice on the ground. When they returned, they would only see women on the periphery.

This is also the wisdom that belongs to the elders, and now it is only used by a mother. Whether or not the first woman found by the last returned tribesmen was Mozhigen's wife, Tana, it didn't matter to the mother. He just wants his daughter to be safe.

Jia Jiu didn't know anything about this qiē. He loosened the horse's reins and let the horse walk and eat freely around it. He was pretty sure the horses weren't running around. Because before that, he had sprinkled wolf blood all around.

Therefore. It was not at all strange to hear the long neighing of horses in the distance inside the caravan.

Hearing the neighing of horses in the distance, Jia Jiu immediately rushed out of the caravan. He turned his gaze to his horse first. The four horses are grazing together.

Jia Jiu was immediately interested.

When cleaning up the group of horse thieves, I saw that there were many Han women who had been cut down and hacked to death by horse thieves in the corpses. So at that time, Jia Jiu couldn't control himself a little, and he couldn't help but use a big move. Of course, those horse thieves couldn't stop such a big move, but those horses, cattle and sheep also had no way to resist Jia Jiu's attack, and they were either cut into several pieces or turned into blood foam.

Right now. Jia Jiu found it inconvenient.

Because there are no replacement horses. He had to stop and rest. It made him feel very uncomfortable. According to his original plan, the population of the grassland is about more than two million, and if he wants to reduce the threat of the grassland to Daqi below a certain level, then he must first reduce the population of the grassland to a certain level.

At this level, Jia Jiu believes that the 28 theory is a good reference standard. If only 20% of the population disappears, then the people on the steppe will only feel insulted, and then there will be great cohesion. Thus bringing a greater threat to Daqi. But if the number of people who disappear reaches eighty percent, then. There will be a lot of grassland to vacate in the grasslands. At this time, even if Daqi didn't do anything, seeing so many vacant grasslands, those people on the grassland would not be able to sit still. For the people of the steppe, the pasture is the basis for the continuation of the tribe.

Therefore, Jia Jiu, who has only killed more than 400,000 people so far, feels that he has only completed a quarter of the task, and there are still three-quarters waiting for him to complete.

The problem is that winter in the steppes comes early, very early. If he didn't finish the task by August, he would have to keep running in the snow and ice. In that case, maybe he won't be able to go back this year.

This is certainly not a good thing.

After all, the second year is the most important sacrifice of the year. He has already missed the sacrifice after the Qingming Festival, and the sacrifice before this year, but he is afraid that someone will make a fuss, which is not good for himself or his family. Because in the eyes of the world, Jia Jiu is a disciple of the Daomen, and the Daomen cannot meddle in the affairs of the grassland. Even if he has made great achievements, he cannot announce them to the public, let alone become his own talisman, but may become his own life talisman.

If people know that they ignore the importance of sacrificing their ancestors, but instead compete with men on the battlefield, it will only bring countless troubles to themselves, and it is even possible that they will lose their current qiē, such as the canonization of the imperial court, and the identity of the concubine. Even the Daomen could not speak for themselves.

So, Jia Jiu needs horses.

Of course, if there is an assistant or something, so much the better. You can help yourself drive, or you can take the place of serving the delicate princess in the car. And you can be liberated and go directly to the trouble of those Di people, instead of just staying here and wasting time.

When he heard the neighing of the horses, Jia Jiu thought it was a herd of wild horses. This is how common it is in the grasslands. On the grassland, there are many herds of wild horses, bison, and wild sheep. If you can submit, it's a lot of money. Even if it is just a group of them, it is a huge fortune to put it in the bazaar of Daqi.

You know, there are people in Daqi who are willing to spend huge amounts of wealth on good horses. Every year in the horse market of Daqi, there are people who spend a lot of money on horses. A horse within a thousand taels is not a good horse, and a really good horse is not uncommon to spend three or five thousand pieces of silver.

And the horses of Daqi were taken to the grassland, and they were nothing.

It's a pity that Jia Jiu doesn't have so much time to waste here, he can only use the roughest way to bring back the horse meat.

No way, who told him that he didn't have a living space to hold a living thing? However, no matter how small the mosquito meat is, it is still meat. As long as he can bring it back, he can be useful.

Jia Jiu waited with great joy for the wealth to fall into his pocket.

Reality gave Jia Jiu a slap in the face. Someone shot an arrow at him. With a wave of Jia Jiu's hand, or a wave of the halberd, the arrow fell to the ground.

Jia Jiu glared at the feather arrow on the ground, but he didn't know that someone in the distance was also amazed.

The farthest bow on the steppe is only 500 paces. Such a good bow is still the treasure of those big tribes, and the warriors of small tribes like Mo Rigen can use a strong bow of three hundred steps. This is still the tribe in order to recruit warriors to spend a lot of money to get their hands and spend a lot of effort to maintain it frequently. In addition, the bow is precious, so the archers on the grassland will not draw the bow to the fullest, which will make the bow deep into the dirt and limit the life of the bow.

The same goes for Morrigan.

Of course, another reason why Mozhigen didn't draw the bow was that he was afraid that the little girl on the other side was the property of the so-called gods. If that's the case and he accidentally shoots someone to death, then his wife and children will die next. For the sake of his wife and children, he had to bring a replacement back.

So that arrow, he also specially broke the arrow, but he didn't expect that the other party would directly take out a weapon and shoot it down.

"Hey, do you see where the girl got that weapon from?"

The person who discovered Jia Jiu and saw him shoot down the arrow was not the only one, and someone asked about it immediately.

The Elder's son, Gao Leqi, was the first to raise objections to Jia Jiu's weapon: "Didn't you notice that the weapon in his hand was very special? It's not our usual weapon, it's like a weapon from the south. But if it's a weapon, isn't it too shiny? I think there's too many gems on it. ”

Another laughed and said, "Isn't that better?" When the gem is removed, it can be used to exchange for food. I thought your sister was saying this in order not to make her daughter a sacrifice. Looks like your sister is more talented than you. ”

Hearing this, Mo Zhigen also quipped: "I have heard of this weapon. His name was Fang Tian Halberd, and the person who could use this weapon had always been a peerless fierce general who had been co-opted by kings in the history of the south. However, I never knew anyone would have such a lot of jewels on their weapons. ”

Indeed, the Fang Tian Halberd was a long weapon with blades called "crescents" on both sides of iron-like spear tips. Among them, the one with two symmetrical crescent blades is called the Fang Tian Halberd; And the single name of the green dragon halberd or halberd knife with only one crescent blade. The most famous of Fang Tian's halberds is the Fang Tian Painting Halberd used by Lu Bu. However, even if it is called the Fang Tian Painting Halberd, it is actually pitch black.

As a marksman, Morrigan's eyes are naturally good. He could see at a glance the difference in the Fang Tian Halberd in the other party's hand. As a weapon used on the battlefield, lethality is important, but this weight is also very important. If it is too heavy, it will only consume the user's body. And battlefield killing is the most consuming, and adding an extra burden will only put you in danger.

Just like the legend of the carved bow, there are too many decorations on the weapon, and the sharpness of the weapon may not be lost too much, but the tenacity and durability will be affected, and even the place inlaid with gems will become the weakness of the weapon, which will affect the final victory of the battle. Therefore, even the king's ceremonial sword is only decorated on the scabbard, not inlaid with jewels on the sword.

The people who could use Fang Tian's halberd were all fierce generals on the battlefield, but no one would waste their weapons like this.

Morrigan couldn't explain the other party's behavior.

Unless the other party has absolute self-confidence, Mo Rigen can only describe the other party with the property of the gods. Because only the legendary celestial people don't care about this. (To be continued......)