A pro-soldier dressed in a cotton robe hurriedly walked into the tent, knelt down on one knee and said, "Leader of Qiqi, Moor's Mulin and Unabatur of the Kates tribe ask to see you. ”

Baiyan Badulu, the leader of the Watta tribe, who was bowing his head and drinking, raised his head suddenly, his gray beard trembled a few times, and asked softly, "How many men and horses did they bring here?" ”

"Looking back, there are only more than 1,000 people, and a cart of gifts is pulled." The soldier replied cautiously.

Baiyan Badulu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and a big-nosed elder beside him immediately whispered in his ear: "Lord Chief, this is a fat sheep delivered to his mouth, if you don't eat it, you won't eat it for nothing!" As he spoke, he raised his right palm and made a slashing motion.

Baiyan Badulu stroked his gray beard, pondered for a moment, nodded and said, "You go and arrange it first, calm down, and look at my eyes for a while!" ”。 Elder Bignose hurriedly stepped out of the tent and walked towards the rear barracks.

From a distance, Moore Mulin and his party saw the leader of the Watta tribe leading a group of elders to stand in front of the door of the yurt with a smile, and a hanging heart was finally put back in his stomach. In front of the door of the yurt, Moor, Baiyan Badulu and others warmly hugged each other and patted each other's shoulders to greet each other, while juniors such as Unabatur and Alatan bowed respectfully.

Moore Mulin dragged Unabatur into the steaming yurt with the group, while Alatan stayed outside and instructed his entourage to carry the cart full of gifts down.

In the yurt, the smiling Baiyan Badulu trembled his gray beard, stood up with a wine bowl in his hand and said: "Spring is far from coming, but the eagles of Kates have indeed flown to the grassland of our Watta tribe faster than the spring breeze, and I believe that it will bring us infinite vitality and good luck like the warm spring breeze!" Let's take the bowl together and welcome the guests from afar. ”

Moore Mulin hurriedly stood up with a slight restraint and nodded to everyone, and the elders also nodded in response, and everyone drank the first bowl of wine happily. After taking his seat, Baiyan Badulu raised his hand and said, "Come on, put a banquet outside, don't neglect the little eagles brought by Brother Mulin." It's rare for everyone to get together today, and if you don't drink it, you look down on us Watta people! We Watta people are known for our hospitality."

Moore Mullin laughed heartily, and the restraint he had had when he first arrived was swept away. He turned his face and waved to Alatan who came in with the gifts: "Go, you and your brothers just let go of the drink, don't let down the good intentions of the chief." ”

The big-nosed elder smiled and said, "The girls of our Watta tribe are enthusiastic and unrestrained, and they like brave and bold young men the most, if any of you drink boldly, maybe you can take one back with you." ”

In the sound of everyone's good-natured laughter, the tall Alatan blushed, put down his things a little shyly, and lifted the curtain out.

Moore Mulin bowed his head and whispered in Unabatur's ear: "Don't talk about business yet, salute the leaders and elders with a few bowls of wine, and get closer to each other." ”

Unabatur nodded silently.

Moore Mulin lightly touched Unabatur's back, stood up with a red face, and said with sincerity in his hand holding a wine bowl: "Although our two major tribes have not had much contact before, when I see the leader of Baiyan Badulu today, I have a deep feeling of hating each other. At the same time, we were deeply moved by the hospitality of the Wata tribe, we borrowed flowers to offer Buddha, and returned a bowl of wine to the leaders and elders, hoping that the two major tribes of Kates and Wata can become brothers forever! ”。

The leader of Baiyan Badulu laughed and stood up, raised the wine bowl with the elders, and after a brief exchange of glances, he raised his head with his gray beard and drank it all.

Shanihada stretched out his big furry hand, gently wiped away the tears from the corners of the woman's eyes with his thick fingers, and said softly, "Little beauty, don't cry." It's no use crying, you're already my woman! I hold the scepter of the Great Khan of the Prairie Tribal Alliance, and in fact, women can have as many as they want. But from the moment I met you, I liked you from the bottom of my heart! Maybe the way I expressed my affection was a little rude, but you have to believe me, after I unify the grassland, I will make you a princess and live a life like a fairy. I swear! Give me half a year, and if you still don't like me after half a year, you can take my life at any time! ”。

A timid voice outside the tent shouted: "Great Khan, Great Khan, there is an urgent messenger outside!" ”。

Shanihada turned his head angrily and scolded, "What's the big deal? Get out of the way and wait! ”

When he had finished scolding, he turned his head again, lightly broke the rope that bound the woman with his dagger, reached out and pulled a blanket and put it on her, and poked her forehead with his hard beard, then got up and put on his cotton robe, and swaggered out of the tent.

Shanihada listened to the messenger's statement as he lay comfortably on his back with his chest open, a tattoo of a wolf's head with green fangs on his hairy chest, and a malicious smile on his face.

He waved his hand and said, "I'll give you some gifts in return, you go back and pass them on to that ...... What's it called? Oh, Chung Kook. Tell him I'd love to work with him too, but I really can't spare my hands at the moment! Let him be at ease and endure for a while. You'd better give me the route map to get around Feihong Pass, and help him as soon as I have my hands free! I don't want an inch of his loyal territory, just to make friends! Our men in the grassland are true to their word, and when they spit out, they are an iron nail. ”

The envoy looked up anxiously and said, "But I wonder how long it will take for the Khan to send troops?" ”

Shanihada hesitated for a moment and said, "Is this...... Soon! Maybe three or five days, maybe ten days and half a month, at the latest until the beginning of spring next year. ”

The messenger wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and muttered, "Spring next year? I'm afraid that Grandpa Guo won't be able to last that time! ”

Shanihada shook his long chest hair and stood up and smiled, "Is that so? Then I don't have to give any gifts back, and you don't want to go back! He shouted, "Come on, take this guy down, put him in prison first, and then draw a map and give him something to eat!" If you don't be honest, you chop off his leg for me and feed it to the wolf! ”。

When the messenger heard this, his face turned pale, and he jumped up in panic and shouted: "King Khan, don't you come nonsense! The two countries are at war and don't kill them, not to mention that I'm just here to give you a gift?! ”

Shanihada scolded with disdain: "Fart! Where did so many rules come from? On Lao Tzu's territory, I have the final say! Escort me down and chop off both of his legs first! ”。

Yang Mingyi turned his hands back and forth in the hall, anxious like ants on a hot pot. He had already received the news that the shameless red turban bandits had completely ignored his sincere kindness, and the army had all crossed the thousand rivers and marched straight to Qingzhou Mansion. The Great Qi court still pretended to be deaf and dumb and didn't care about him. Now the only life-saving straw is to expect the King of the Steppe Khan to send troops to support, and the chips he invested in his desperate gamble are huge enough, why hasn't there been a response for a long time?

What's even worse is that even the messengers sent out to carry heavy money have completely lost news! In today's situation, don't say anything about the grand plan to dominate the industry and achieve the small goal of opening the country, once Qingzhou is lost, I am afraid that my own life will not be guaranteed. All of this was harmed by that Jiang Qiliang! Yang Mingyi thought through gritted teeth. If he hadn't asked me to do what I planned and promised some bullshit, how could I end up in such a field? Maybe now it has hit Dadu and opened a national dynasty! If he hadn't asked me to let go of Nie Yunniang's little girl, I wouldn't have mutinied en masse and lost so many soldiers and horses in vain!

Yang Mingyi suddenly stopped his messy steps, and a sinister smile appeared on his sallow face. He turned around and ordered lightly: "Someone, please Jiang Shoufu, just say that my father wants to invite him to drink alone." ”

It was getting dark, but the camp of the Watta tribe was still very lively. In the big yurt, the fire is blazing, steaming, and the smell of wine is smoking. The wasteland outside the yurt was also lit with torches, and the warriors of the Kates tribe were already drinking and staggering, and some were singing long indistinct tunes.

Inside the yurt, Unabatur shook his numb head, trying to keep himself awake. He glanced up at Moor, who was staggering and smiling around the neck of Baiyan Badulu, and thought: Perhaps, after waking up tomorrow, it would be more appropriate for everyone to sit down quietly and talk about the two sides forming an alliance to jointly defeat the Shani tribe.

Moorn stumbled back and turned to Unabatur and whispered, "The Vata chiefs and elders are friendly and easy to deal with. I just probed the tone of Baiyan Badulu, and there is great hope for the alliance. Just let go of the drink tonight, and talk about the rest tomorrow. ”

Unabatur nodded silently, and was about to take the wine bowl to toast again, when suddenly the curtain was lifted, and the red-headed and swollen-faced Alatan walked in with a smile on his face.

"Respected leader of the Watta tribe, Lord Baiyan Badulu, can I give you a bowl of wine on behalf of the younger generations outside the tent, and wish you a long life and prosperity for the tribe under the blessing of the Immortal Heaven?"

Baiyan Badulu's face bloomed with joy, and he stroked his gray beard and smiled: "The future is terrifying, come on, let's do a bowl together!" ”。

Alatan took a few steps, came to Baiyan Badulu with a bowl in both hands, humbly leaned over and touched the bottom of the other party's bowl with the edge of his bowl, and drank it all with his head up. Baiyan Badulu laughed and finished drinking, and before he could put the bowl down, he suddenly saw Alatan smash the wine bowl casually, his left arm quickly encircled Baiyan Badulu's neck, and his right hand quickly pulled out the dagger and put it on his throat.

Both Moore and Unabatur were taken aback, and Moore Mulin jumped up and shouted, "Presumptuous! Alatan you've drunk too much, haven't you? Don't mess around! ”。

Alatan smiled and raised his head, his eyes resolute and sharp, and he replied loudly, "Fortunately, I didn't drink too much, if I don't restrain him in advance now, none of us will want to get out of here alive!" ”。

Before the words fell, dozens of Vata warriors armed with scimitars rushed in, and the atmosphere in the tent suddenly became tense.