In the fifth year of the Great Tomorrow Apocalypse, that is, the tenth year of the Later Jin Mandate, on the road leading to Nong'an City hundreds of miles away from the Beiguan of Kaiyuan Town, a small team of cavalry was slowly searching and marching forward on the snow, it was already the middle of November, the earth was white, but fortunately, the snow was not big, and it did not affect the degree of being unable to walk, but the cold wind mixed with snow silk blew on people's faces to make people feel a burst of pain, and the small triangular yellow flag with red edges was blown whirring.

These years are strange, people who freeze in winter shiver, but the snow is not big, at the end of the year and the beginning of spring, the snow is getting bigger and bigger, the day is warm but the rain does not fall, the crops in the field are either frozen to death, or drought to death, anyway, there is no food, God seems to dislike the people of Liaodong, just don't let everyone live well.

The cavalrymen all led their horses, and they rode in pairs, but they also had to take care to conserve their horses' strength, so as not to prevent the horses from running in case of situations.

The leading man wiped the snowflakes on his face with his sleeve and shouted to the people behind him: "Brothers, there is Nong'an Tower in front, work harder, and we will rest when we get to Nong'an City." The soldiers promised to move on, and a childish voice beside the man said, "Brother Tulai, this is the hometown of the Ula people, there will be no Chahar people, right?" The man, Turai, replied

"I don't know, the Chahars can't fight, but they have horses, they can go wherever they want, maybe they have already captured Geljurgen of the Korqin people, maybe their Great Khan will send some men and horses to stop us, be careful about the war." He glanced at the fifteen or sixteen-year-old next to him and said

"Ao Bai, are you still suffering? Tell you not to come, you have to come, the war outside the gate is more bitter, this is no better than fighting the army of the Ming Kingdom, sometimes you can't even see a figure for a few days, once you fight, you may be done within a day, everywhere is a river of blood, corpses are all over the field, don't think that the military merits are easy to take, which Baijia Bayala here has not been born and died a few times. I can't stand it earlier, it's always easier to go back and follow the team. ”

"No going back," the child replied firmly

"The men of the Guerjia family are not afraid of death or hardship, so I will follow your Baijia Bayara." Turai shook his head and ignored him, and continued to walk forward, thinking about his heart: this time the troops were too hasty, and there was no big battle this year, the Ming Kingdom had honestly built cities in Jinzhou and the Daling River after the Guangning War at the beginning of the seventh year of the Mandate of Heaven, and in the first month of this year, the Jin State captured the Lushun stronghold of Mao Wenlong, the general soldier of the Ming State, and the Ming army was defeated in the sneak attack on Yaozhou in September. But I didn't expect that it was almost the end of the year, and the Lin Dan Khan of Chahar didn't know if his brain was in the water, and he personally led the Chahar and Khalkha soldiers to attack Obahongtaiji in Korqin in the winter, and at the beginning of last year, Lao ******, who had just formed an alliance with Dajin, grabbed the life-saving straw, and while retracting his old nest Gelzhurgen to defend it, he sent people to beg Dajin to save him.

Of course, the wise Khan of the Dajin Kingdom had to take action, and the old Khan confidently claimed that Chahar Khan was a coward, and he would be scared away when he heard that the Dajin army was coming, and at the beginning of November, he sent Menggetu with 2,000 people to save Oba, and at the beginning of November, he personally brought 20,000 cavalry to the Zhenbei Pass of Kaiyuan, led people to do a good job, and held a hunt, and then sent three Beyler Mang Gurtai and four Beyler Huang Taiji to lead Zilharang, Azig, Sakhalian, Shuoto, and Abatai, these Beylers and Beziers brought 5,000 cavalry to reinforce Menggetu, I patted my ass and went back to Shenyang.

Turai felt that this matter was a bit mysterious, a total of 7,000 people, and it was obviously too few troops to fight with Chahar Khan, if that Chahar Khan was not frightened but couldn't figure out how to play with his life, it would be troublesome.

The third and fourth beylers are not stupid, they have been on the battlefield for a long time, and the white-armored soldiers of each banner along the way have been sent out in turn to increase the scout reconnaissance, so as not to suffer the losses of those Chahars.

When Azigebel sent Turai out, he repeatedly told him to be careful, these dozen white armors were the elite of the yellow flag in his control, and it was heartbreaking to miss one.

"Boom, boom" A few shrill chirps in the sky interrupted Turai's train of thought, and less than two miles ahead was his vanguard, which was a warning of an unusual situation ahead.

Cheering up, Turai immediately ordered the cavalry around him to put on their armor and mount their horses, and the young Ao Bai shouted excitedly

"Brother Turai, are you going to fight?" Turai did not answer him, and tapped the armor on Aobai's body with the spear in his hand: "Tie your armor strongly, remember to follow me, and do not leave a single step." With a wave of his hand, the cavalry galloped forward after him, their hooves splashing dust on the snow.

The road of less than a mile was a short time, it was a small forest, but there was no battle as Aobai imagined, the three cavalrymen who were in the vanguard were chatting with a group of people, and when they saw Turai coming, one of the cavalry led by them greeted them: "Big boss, it is the Ula people, they have just fought a battle with the Chahars, they killed five Chahars, they killed three, and drove the Chahars away." By the time we arrived, the fight had already been over, and I saw the corpse, it was a Ngagahar man, probably running over to rob it. "Turai stepped forward, a small tribe of people with a small population of about a hundred people, a few dilapidated tents in a camp surrounded by vehicles, behind which women and children were crowded, and men were watching them warily outside the vehicles.

Turai was watching, and someone spoke to him: "Young man from Jin Guo, whose family are you?" ”。

The man was about fifty years old, tall and sturdy, with a longbow and pestle in his hand that was half a man's height on the ground, and the fur of his leather robe was almost gone, but his eyes were very bright, and his two eyes were as sharp as a goshawk, and when he spoke, the others were silent, and he was obviously a leader.

Turai involuntarily bowed to the old man: "Dajin Country inlaid with yellow flag Baya Laturai, Guarjia's family." Uncle, your high surname? ”

"Guarjia's family, then you are from Su Wanbu? Who are you Fei Yingdong? ”

"I'm the seventh child of Fei Yingdong's family." He pointed to Ao Bai again: "He belongs to my uncle Wei Qi." The old man laughed: "I'm Kulu, Ulana Lakuru, your Lao Tzu fought with me, and I was almost shot to death in Wujieyan, are you okay now?" There are also Eyidu, Hu Erhan, He Heli, are these old guys okay? "Turai was taken aback, his father once talked about following the old Khan to destroy the Ula tribe, and mentioned the archer Kuru of the Ula tribe, who was the guard of the Ula leader Mantai, who followed the Mantai and the old Khan's Jianzhou department as an enemy, and participated in the battle of Gule Mountain that besieged the Jianzhou department, and after the death of Mantai, he continued to fight with the Jianzhou tribe with Buzhantai, the brother of Mantai, who succeeded to the leader of the Ula tribe, and fought the battle of Wujieyan, and the great golden bel Shuerhaqi, Chu Ying, and Dai Shan led Fei Yingdong, Hu Erhan, An Feiyangu and other brave generals to defeat the 10,000 Ula soldiers of Buzhantai with 3,000 people, But the loss was not small, this Kuru was on the battlefield at that time, and one person killed a lot of soldiers of the Jin Kingdom with one bow, and the older generation of Dajin generals were a little scared when they mentioned this Kuru.

Six years later, Jin conquered Ula City, Ula was annexed by the Jianzhou Department, most of the population moved into the Zhenbei Pass, and was incorporated into the Eight Banners, but this Kulu took some people to flee into the mountains, and the old Khan sent people to collect him, he resolutely refused, and would rather stay in the mountains to suffer from cold and hunger, he promised not to be the enemy of the Jianzhou Department, but he would never step into the land of the Dajin Kingdom, and gradually everyone has forgotten him, but he did not expect to appear here today.

"I, Amma, passed away five years ago, and Eyidu, Ho Heli, Huerhan, and Anfeiyangu are all dead. I, Amma, mentioned you when I was alive and called you the First Warrior of Ulla. Thurai suddenly laughed: "However, it seems that you fought with us, and every time you lost, and we always won with less, you finally relented." Kuru also smiled: "He's not wrong, we're always losing." But he won't tell you, what did you use to fight us, Ying Ming Khan took refuge in the Ming State at that time, and the general soldiers of the Ming State gave you the weapons of the Ming army - that guy seems that if you give him money, he will dare to sell anything. Our men have spears wrapped in iron sheets, and their bodies are not matched with leather armor, and most of the arrows they shoot are sharpened bones and stones, but they have to deal with you who are clothed in iron armor and have sharp swords and spears in their hands. There are more of us than you, but we have a small population, and even less of Ding Zhuang, and most of them are Varkhas who have been appeased, and those guys think we are poor and would rather surrender to you. Young people, it's okay to brag, but in the end, you have to rely on people and weapons in your hands to fight a war. Kuru sighed again

"Your Lao Tzu is indeed a hero, five hundred people in Wujieyan dare to kill tens of thousands of us, Aixin Jueluo family has a hero like your Lao Tzu, and he should have today. Forget it, it's all our old man's business, the damned ones are dead, no need to mention it again. "When the past was over, Khuru said that some of them had gone after the Khars, and would soon be back, and the situation on the north side was naturally clear, and Kullu invited Tulai to come into the camp to rest, and Tulai and they came out before dawn, and now it was almost noon, and the people were sleepy and tired, so they roasted in the camp and ate some dry food, and also fed the horses.

Ao Bai came over and handed Turai a bread, and the two of them ate it with the hot water they had brought, and Ao Bai whispered that eighty percent of these people could not survive in the mountains and escaped, and they did not see any property, and there were only a dozen cattle and horses, and Ding Zhuang was also few, and most of them were old people, women, and children.

"They must be very poor, few of them have cotton robes, and a few people over there just now are crying, saying that a cart of furs and ginseng that they want to exchange for food has been robbed. I also heard from them that at the beginning of this year they suffered a great calamity, it did not rain, the crops in the field died, and then there came a plague, and half of them starved to death in the sickness, and they were so pitiful! Ao Bai said with pain on his face.

Toure did not speak, he had already seen the situation of these men, his eyes were fixed not far away, there were two children who had been watching them, Toure had raised the bread in his hand and motioned to them, the two children hesitated for a while before moving their steps, but their eyes never took off the bread.

"Rabdu, Hadari, don't eat your uncle's things." A middle-aged woman approached with a steaming earthen pot, and the outstretched hands of the two children quickly retracted.

"We're going to have everything gone, just some sorghum rice, let's eat it while it's hot." The woman put the earthen pot on the ground and pulled her two children to leave.

Turai stopped her and shoved the bread into the child's hand: "Auntie, let the child stay and talk to us for a while, it won't get in the way." The woman said a few words to the child and left, and Turai and Aobai chatted with the child while eating.

The two children were about ten years old, black and thin, and they were simply wrapped in some kind of animal skin, and tied to their bodies with leather ropes.

Turai teased the child and talked, the name of Hadari is the grandson of Kuru, Rabudu is the son of the woman who came just now, they told Tulai that this year their tribe has died a lot, Hadari's parents, Rama of Rabuddu and many others have died of the plague, Hadari's grandfather, that is, Kuru, after harvesting the last bit of grain left in the field, took everyone out of the Ula Mountains to find a way to live, originally they wanted to find the Horqin people on the steppe in exchange for some food and livestock, but they encountered a war again, The belongings were also robbed, and now everyone is hungry.

Aobai's eyes were a little wet, and he looked at Turai, who was speechless, and begged

"Brother, we should help them, these old and weak women and children will die if they don't have anyone to help. The king of Khan has said that he will support Zhushen, so you beg a few beyers to let them enter the customs. The taller Hadari was not happy: "We don't want you to be pitiful, our tribe has my grandfather and the wildling, my grandfather said that the wildman is the best hunter in Ulla, and he will definitely make our life better in the future." Ao Bai dismissed: "You have savages here?" It's the Varkhas, we have them there, those guys are strong, but they're stupid, you want to live on them? Hadari was a little anxious: "It's not a savage of the savage tribe, it's a savage of our tribe, he has the most strength, the arrow is the most accurate, one person can shoot a tiger, and ten people from the savage tribe can't beat him." Rabdu also added: "The savages are the bravest, and in the morning they shoot a Chahar who comes to rob them, and if a man dares to go after the Chahars, no one can stop him, and he will surely be able to take back our belongings." Turai was also interested, and asked the children about the wild man, and Ao Bai did not believe that a man could kill a tiger, so he stuffed a piece of bread for the children, and carefully asked the children how the tiger had been hit.

Hadari broke half of the dough and gave it to Rabudu, and then chewed the dough very proudly and said: "The wild man was picked up by my grandfather and Grandpa Wudai on the road when they were looking for the Yehe people outside the north pass of the town the year before last to exchange food, he is taller than you, grandpa likes him the most, personally taught him to ride a horse and shoot arrows, and also took him into the mountains to hunt, grandpa said that there is no need to be afraid of any kind of beast with him." The tiger was caught by himself in the Ula Mountains this spring, and the tiger skin was still with his grandfather, who said that when the wild man married his wife, he could exchange a lot of food. Turai said: "Then he is not you Ula people, maybe he is a Yeh, maybe a Mongol." The two children objected almost at the same time, insisting that the wild man was the Ullah.

Hadari stopped eating the bread in a huff, and said to them in a loud voice: "Grandpa said that no matter where he comes from, as long as he eats the grain that grows in the land of our Ula people, drinks the water that flows in the rivers of our Ula people, hunts the wild beasts of the mountains of the Ula people, and is willing to live with us Ula people, he is our Ula people." Hearing their quarrel, Kuru came over and stopped them.

Kuru said apologetically: "The children are not sensible, don't be surprised" Turai smiled and waved his hand, pulled Kuru to the side, and said in a low voice, our Su Wan and Ula people have been relatives for hundreds of years, and the past has passed, and now Wise Khan has established the Dajin Kingdom, you are also the subjects of Dajin, Ulla is located in a remote area and lives in poverty, it is better to enter the customs, the Ming State official mansion in the north of the town has been driven away, Liaodong has become the world of our Zhushen people, and the daughter of Mantai Belle, Abahai, is already the concubine of our Khan King, The son Abutai is our grand court official, and the three sons of the concubine, Azig, Dolgon and Duoduo, have also been crowned Baylor, and everyone is already a family, take this opportunity to go to the Guannei, and Zhushen will always have a much better time together.

Kuru squatted on the snow and was silent, and Turai was a little excited: "Uncle Kuru, how many men are there among these people around you?" You have no food, no livestock, no clothing, and no possessions, and even if you survive the winter, how many women and children will survive? This time Azig Belle came, he would not refuse his mother's people to defect, four of the four great Baylors also came, he was the most merciful of the Baylors, and he had the most people in the White Banner of the Rioula, and he would definitely not hesitate to help you. Among the people who fought with you in the older generation, the second king Shuerhaqi and the crown prince Chu Ying are all dead, what else do you can't let go. Kuru sighed and was about to go back and discuss with everyone, when there was a shout,

"The Wild Man is Back",

"The wild men have returned," and Aobai, Hadari, Rabdu, and the men and women of the tribe poured out.

Kuru said apologetically, "I'll have to go over and have a look." Turai followed him, asking by the way what was the matter with the wild man.

Kuru said as he walked: "That child was taken in by me outside the Zhenbei Pass the year before last, when he was wandering outside the pass and starved to death. He himself couldn't tell where he was, and everyone couldn't remember his name, but when they saw how tall and mighty he was, they all called him a wild man. This is a good boy, he is smart and learns everything quickly, and he has a lot of strength, and he is good for several people, and he is good for the people in the tribe, and everyone likes him, and he will be great in a few years. When Kuru and Tulai arrived outside the camp, an old man with a white beard, dressed like a shaman, was striking a young man on the head with a mallet in his hand, and kept saying: "If you are able to do it, so many people will not be able to stop you, so one person will go after those Chahars, we have already killed three people, if you have another accident, the sky of our tribe will fall." The young man cried out with his head covered, and Rabudu's mother urged him vigorously;

"Uncle Shaman, don't break the child." The people on the side watched with a grin. Seeing Kuru coming, the old shaman stopped beating and said to Kuru: "Kuru, you have spoiled him, this time you have to teach him a good lesson, he ran out alone, but I was frightened, I was afraid that something would happen to him." The young man covered his head and said to Kuru;

"Uncle, I don't have the ability, I caught up with those guys, but there are many of them, and my horse is not good, I shot two and ran away, and I didn't take back my belongings, I'm sorry everyone." Kuru looked closely and saw that the young man was not injured.

Only then did he put his mind at ease: "There will be more in the future when the property is gone, as long as the person is fine." The young man saw them and hurriedly asked, "Who are they?" Turai was looking at the man in front of him, a young man of eighteen or nineteen, with a thin face and childishness, tall and taller than Turai might be, a very strong body, two eyes as bright as those of Kuru, a longbow longer than Kuru's in his broad hands, and a cotton robe that was rare in the tribe, except that the cotton robe was sewn with a few patches and a thick sheepskin jacket on the outside.

Turai stared at the bow and thought to himself, this bow is not small, this person is probably as strong as the old Khan can shoot a bow with twenty forces (one force is about ten catties), no wonder he can hunt tigers.

Kuru introduced Turai to the young man, and when the young man heard this, he immediately grabbed Turai: "You Bayala of Houjin are very powerful, right, lend me a horse, and I will take you to fight the Chahars." Turai hurriedly inquired about the situation of the Chahars, and the young man said dismissively that there were only about a hundred Chahars, but they were not in armor, and they only had some bows and arrows in their hands, and there were not many swords and spears, and if the Bayala soldiers helped, they would definitely be able to defeat them, and the young man said that he did not want the booty, but only returned to him the cart of looted goods.

Turai was tempted, and the Ao Bai and those Bayara soldiers on the side were even more eager to try, urging them to leave for battle immediately.

After thinking about it, Turai finally made up his mind, leaving Ao Bai and the other two Bayara soldiers here to wait for the group behind, while the others prepared to leave.

When Ao Bai heard this, he took the wild man and ran;

"I have two horses, lend you one, and we will go together to fight the Chahars" The old shaman saw that the young man had run away again, and shouted in a hurry behind him: "Savage, you don't want to die. But the two had already run away, and Rabudu's mother complained that the child had not even eaten.

When Turai saw that Aobai had run away, he hurriedly said a few words to Kuru, threw down a bag of fried rice, said that he would leave it for the children, and led people to chase him down.