Drinking strong milk wine in the yurt room of Tong Jin, listening to Tong Jin introduce everyone here in pure Chinese.

In addition to Tong Jin and Zhirou's mother, the remaining two people in the yurt, one is Mr. Xiao, and the other is Zuo Xiang. According to Tong Jin, this Mr. Xiao is a person from Henan, but unfortunately at the end of the Sui Dynasty, his family suffered a tragic disaster, and he was rescued by the Xi people, and is now Qi Jin's personal staff. And the left minister is the same as the right minister, both are the uncle of the Tong Jin clan, but this is a person who is friendly to the Tang Dynasty and has always advocated the southern attachment of the Tang Dynasty.

Hearing the introduction, Zhang Yunwen raised his wine glass and greeted the two from afar.

After sitting in the yurt for a long time, a person hurriedly came to report.

"Hello, the heads of all places have learned the news and are rushing over with warriors!"

"Good!" Tong Jin patted the few cases in front of him, "General Zhang, you can go and gather your subordinates and prepare to meet the challenge from the warriors of our clan!" ”

Zhang Yunwen suddenly got up, saluted Tong Jin, and slowly left the yurt.

However, the moment he lifted the curtain, on the other end of the curtain, a white hand also lifted the curtain, and the two suddenly collided with each other without warning.

only heard a "boom" from the other party, Zhang Yunwen only felt that he had bumped into a soft place, and a faint fragrance mixed with the aroma of grass entered his nostrils, which made him a little intoxicated. However, a fierce gaze came, but it made him sober up instantly.

Looking at the red-faced Zhirou in front of him, Zhang Yunwen involuntarily turned sideways, and said softly at the same time: "I'm sorry!" ”

Hearing these three words, Zhi Rou's shoulders couldn't help but tremble, but she didn't look back and walked straight to the yurt. And Zhang Yunwen sighed lightly and walked out of the yurt.

However, what he didn't know was that Zhirou heard the "I'm sorry" and thought that Zhang Yunwen apologized for deceiving him, so his heart was relieved and happy, and his shoulders trembled slightly. But in fact, Zhang Yunwen just apologized for the incident that hit her just now.

In the yurt room behind Zhang Yunwen, a coquettish voice came from time to time: "Grandma, look at what you said!" "Abba, you're here to tease me, too!"

came to the group of soldiers who were selling goods, and called Ma Wangshan, Wu Peng, Hu Laoda, and Yang Shi out.

"Alas, sir, I suspect you made a mistake in your decision! You said that these herdsmen lack iron, and this iron pot is very easy to sell, but look at it, there are still five iron pots left that are not sold! ”

Zhang Yunwen couldn't help but be stunned, he clearly remembered that when the nomads invaded the Central Plains in the south and plundered the property of the Central Plains in the history books, the iron pot was their first choice, why is it not needed now?

"My lord, this Xi tribe is no better than other nomadic peoples, they are closer to Youzhou. At the end of the Sui Dynasty, when the world was in turmoil, there should have been a lot of craftsmen who fled here, so there will be no shortage of many things! Han Shiliang pondered for a moment and said slowly.

This Han Shiliang is very powerful, after he is powerful Nanyang, he can hardly see the smiling spirit on his body, coupled with a few trips and a few times to the soldiers, he has gradually learned to apply what he has learned, and combines the knowledge of the books he has seen before with the actual situation, and he already has a bit of a strategist style.

Zhang Yunwen glanced at Han Shiliang and patted his shoulder approvingly: "Okay, I won't tell you anything else, now I'll tell you one thing, the humiliating main department of the Xi clan has agreed to be attached, but we need to come forward to compete with their warriors and subdue these rebellious guys one by one, so that we can use them." So, come and talk to you. I guess those warriors will arrive here in the afternoon, so be prepared! ”

When several people heard this, they immediately said: "Don't worry, boss, we are ready to deal with these people at any time!" ”

Zhang Yunwen nodded, and at this time he caught a glimpse of Zhi Rou standing not far away, and was about to go over, when he suddenly said to a few people as if he remembered something: "By the way, your goods have been sold almost, don't sell the rest, just give it to others, no matter what, we are also Tang Dynasty soldiers, not real businessmen!" ”

Several people nodded suddenly, but they still looked at the remaining iron pots and cloths with distressed faces.

Zhang Yunwen ignored these guys, but walked directly in the direction of Zhirou. However, to his surprise, Zhirou saw him coming, a blush flashed on his face, and then he turned to leave.

I had to stop and look in the direction that Zhirou left. Actually, he didn't mean anything else, he just wanted to ask something about the afternoon competition.

Behind Zhang Yunwen, the scouts who saw this scene let out a strange laugh and whistled from time to time. And Han Shiliang began to shake his head and chant poetry again: "Guan Guan Ju Dove, in the river island." My Fair Lady, Gentleman ......"

After staying here for nearly an hour, someone came to invite him, saying that Tong Jin had prepared a sumptuous lunch to entertain Zhang Yunwen and others.

At that moment, more than 20 people walked to the lunch scene that Tong Jin said.

It's an open and flat lot. In the middle of the clearing, a bonfire was blazing, and five golden-roasted lambs were dripping with grease and squeaking on the firewood. A rich fragrance wafted through the air.

Ma Wangshan, Yang Shi and the others looked at the golden lamb and couldn't help but swallow a big mouthful of saliva in unison. Han Shiliang glanced at the two with disdain: "You guys are really insulting!" However, just as he finished speaking, his stomach made an uncontrollable "cooing" sound. Han Shiliang's face suddenly turned red, and Ma Wangshan and Yang Shi immediately sneered at Han Shiliang.

Tong Jin sat in a circle with some of the leaders of the tribe. Next to Tong Jin, there is an empty seat. Presumably it was left to Zhang Yunwen.

Sure enough, seeing Zhang Yunwen coming, Na Jin beckoned him to sit beside him. And the rest of the people are sitting behind Zhang Yunwen.

After taking his seat, an old man with a white beard stood up and sang an old song in obscure Turkic. Listening to it, a desolate feeling arose spontaneously.

After the old man finished singing, Tong Jin gently clapped his palms, and a team of girls in pink gauze clothes walked into the circle. Half of them held a silver platter in their hands, and a silver knife was placed in the tray.

When they came to the roast lamb, the maidens took silver knives, cut off pieces of roasted mutton that were brown and crispy, and put them on silver plates. Then, the girl with the silver plate in her hand walked in front of everyone, kneeling on the ground and holding the silver plate with both hands. And Tong Jin and the others grabbed the mutton directly from the silver plate and ate it slowly.

Zhang Yunwen pinched a piece of mutton with two fingers, slowly put it in his mouth and chewed it, only to feel that his mouth was full of meaty aroma.

It wasn't until they had eaten the mutton on the silver plate that the girls got up and returned to the roast lamb, and after filling a plate of mutton, they came to Ma Wangshan, Yang Shi and others who were sitting in the outer circle. Before the girl could kneel, these people unceremoniously stretched out their paws, and in an instant snatched the mutton from the silver plate.

In a low exclamation, Zhang Yunwen covered half of his face with his hand, clearly saying, I don't know these guys.

The meal lasted nearly an hour, and all five golden roast sheep entered the stomachs of everyone. After eating, two teams of girls dressed in costumes entered the circle, singing and dancing. The herdsmen on the sidelines beat briskly.

Just as the girls were singing and dancing, one person quickly rushed into the crowd, came to Tong Jin's side, and whispered a few words softly.

After hearing this, he smiled slightly, and looked at Zhang Yunwen with his eyes: "General Zhang, those leaders and warriors have arrived!" ”

It didn't take long for a group of people to slowly walk in this direction

There are five people in the lead, and it is the five leaders of the main department of the humiliation, and the population they control is second only to the catty. However, the five people always have to obey the orders of Qi Jin, not only traditionally, but also because there are more warriors in Qi Jin's hands than the five combined!

"See Lord Qi Jin, may the god of the grassland bless you!" The five leaders knelt beside him and saluted him.

"Thank you, my dear brother!" Tong Jin said, "You already know my decision! ”

"Yes, Lord Tongjin, we unconditionally support any decision you make! But ......" the conversation changed, "if we return to the Tang Dynasty, can we really get a better pasture than now?" ”

When Tong Jin heard the five people asking such questions, he immediately set his eyes on Zhang Yunwen.

Zhang Yunwen said with a smile: "What do the five leaders think of the grassland on the south side of the Great Wall? ”

The five leaders glanced at each other, and one of them said, "There is more rain over there than here, and the grass is more lush, of course better!" ”

"Good!" Zhang Yunwen clapped his palms, "If you attach to my Tang Dynasty in the south, I will suggest to Your Majesty that I allocate that grassland to you!" But do you really like herding so much? And then wait for the caravan of the Han people to come over every year and earn your cattle and sheep? ”

Tong Jin and the five leaders couldn't help but be stunned.

"Don't you go farming and doing business like my Han people? That's a lot better than grazing! You can live in a spacious house, find someone to manage your property, you don't have to count the cattle and sheep every day, move from water to grass every year, and you can taste the food of the Han people! Wouldn't it be better not to be exposed to the wind and rain of the grassland? ”

Zhang Yunwen's slightly magnetic voice sounded in the ears of the Xi people, and everyone couldn't help but fall silent at the same time. Finally, someone said, "Can Datang give us a house and land?" ”

"No, it's not for you that Datang will give you, but you will work hard yourself, build the house, and knock down the land!"

Everyone's eyes suddenly sparkled.

"Good!" Several leaders suddenly said in unison.

The answers of several leaders undoubtedly strengthened Qi Jin's determination, he raised a glass of milk wine, and said to the five leaders and Zhang Yunwen: "Please drink this cup together!" After speaking, he took a sip and handed it to Zhang Yunwen, who also took a sip and passed it down. At last the leader drank it, and bounced some of the remaining milk wine into the sky, and poured the rest on the grassland.

Seeing this kind of action, Zhang Yunwen knew that this mission was completed.

"Since we have already attached ourselves to the Tang Dynasty, please ask the general to see the demeanor of my Xi warriors!" Tong Jin looked at the head man beside him, and then looked at the Xi warriors standing outside in a circle.

As soon as these words fell, the sergeant of the reconnaissance battalion suddenly turned pale, and the expression of the hippie smile disappeared in an instant, and he just looked at those warriors with a scrutinizing gaze.

Zhang Yunwen glanced around, only to see Zhi Rou standing in the crowd, looking at the situation in the field with a blushing face.