Waiting is always easy to make people anxious, and after everyone returned to the tribal camp, they began to anxiously look forward to the return of Dalintai and others, especially Bagan, who couldn't sit still.

Now that Dorgon is gone, Nadamu should also be over, and they have smelled a hint of uneasiness from the provocative behavior of the Jurchens in the morning, and they are all eagerly looking forward to the appearance of their relatives and leaders.

The same is true of other tribes.

At noon, none of the chiefs and warriors who had gone out returned.

The sky was already shining with spring light, the dark clouds began to thicken, and the north wind turned from small to strong, blowing yurts and tents rattling, and the Mongolian people were busy reinforcing the tents and calming the livestock.

"It's cold, it looks like it's going to snow again!" After Zhiwen and Xue Ping were busy together, they looked at the sky and sighed.

The sky was getting darker and darker, still daytime, but as dark as evening.

"Pray for it! Eqige is back. It was Bargan's voice, and although he was working, he was always paying attention to the direction in which Dalintai was leaving.

Zhiwen heard his shout, raised his eyes, and also saw more than a dozen horsemen running in the distance.

Something is wrong!

Zhiwen suddenly reacted, when he went, there were at least five or six people in each tribe, and more than a dozen tribes combined, there could be seventy or eighty people, so there were only so many people, could it be that they came back in batches?

As soon as the thought came to mind, the dozen or so horsemen scattered violently, and ran towards different tribes separately, one of them, coming in the direction where Zhiwen was, and looked closely, it was Dalintai.

The horse was very fast, and as soon as Bagan got on his horse and wanted to meet his father, Dalintai had already entered the range of the tribe, and before he could react, he had already thrown off his saddle and dismounted, and came to the front of the crowd.

Several Mongolian women, who were already looking forward to wearing them, quickly surrounded them, and talked babblingly, speaking very fast, Zhiwen couldn't hear it very clearly, but he could guess that he must be asking about his man's situation.

There were six of them who went out together to attend Naadam, and now only one has returned.

These five people, all of them are Optimus Prime in the family, if something happens, the remaining orphans and widows will be able to survive or not.

"Eqige, what's wrong with you?" Bagan shouted, squeezed into the encirclement, and reached for Darling's head.

Following Bagen's hand, Zhiwen also noticed that Darin was wrapped in several circles of white cloth on his head, and there were a few traces of blood oozing out of his ears.

"Go aside!" Dalintai pushed Bagen away, bent his knees, and knelt down in front of several Mongolian women with a "poof".

"Ladies and gentlemen, I can't stand you." After that, "Bang Bang" kowtowed a few times, "Several brothers, all good men, they were killed by the Jurchens, only me, a waste person, was released back by them." ”

When several women heard this, they were like a blow to the head, and they were stunned for a while, followed by earth-shattering cries.

"Smack!" There was a crisp sound, and one of the women, who was particularly strong, actually slapped Dalintai while crying, and the sound was so loud that everyone around heard it.

"What are you doing!" Bagan was anxious, and he saw that the blood stains had widened under the white cloth that had wrapped his father's head, and he stretched out a hand and grabbed at the woman.

"Get out of here!" Although Dalintai was kneeling on the ground, he was quick to grasp Bagan's clothes and pulled him back.

"Pray for it!" Bagan looked at his father in bewilderment.

"If you dare to stop it, it's not my Dalintai's son!" Dalintai's eyes were red, and he yelled at Bagan.

"Let's do it, everyone, I know that you have anger in your hearts, how to get rid of hatred." After Dalintai finished speaking, he knelt on the ground and did not move.

Lin Yuan on the side stretched out his hand to stop the other people who wanted to go up to dissuade him, although he didn't know what happened at the moment, five tribal warriors died, but he could see that Da Lintai's heart was extremely painful, he was remorseful, and tried his best to restrain his anger.

All kinds of emotions were intertwined, making him like a volcano about to erupt, and his whole person was trembling slightly.

Maybe let these people beat him a few times, and he will feel better.

The five women were not polite, crying and screaming, kicking and beating Dalintai, and finally collapsed on the ground when they had exhausted their strength.

Meng Gen took a few people with great eyes and dragged the women away.

Everyone could actually see that these women kicked and hit Dalin Tai, looking at the momentum was not small, but in fact, they didn't have much force, and they wouldn't cause much serious damage.

"Pray for it! Let's heal the wound first. Bagan rushed over and lifted Darlingtai up from the ground.

"Get on your knees!" Dalintai's tone was unquestionable, and Bagen didn't know what was going on, and he didn't dare to disobey his father's will, so he knelt down in a daze.

Dalintai took out a knife from his waist and cut the white cloth wrapped around his head, and in some parts, the blood scab had been tightly glued to the white cloth, and Dalintai tore it with his hands a few times, but did not tear it.

At the moment, he was no longer impatient, grabbed the strips of cloth on both sides of his head with both hands, and pulled them down violently, "Bang la", the strips of cloth were torn off with blood stains, where there should have been ears, but now it is empty.

Darling is bald, and he has no ears, which makes him look a little funny.

The remaining granulation had already condensed, and when it was made like this, the blood flowed out again, slowly flowing down the neck and onto the placket, the funny head, the disappeared ears, and the dazzling blood, the whole person looked indescribably weird.

"Who did it!" The Mongols, though they did not know this, had this spirit, and it was a great shame for them to have their ears cut off, and they would rather be killed than suffer such insults.

The others were also angry, the leader of their own tribe was humiliated, it was tantamount to their own humiliation, how could they swallow this breath, the men were breathing rapidly, and a few of them had already drawn their scimitars.

"Did the Jurchens do it? Don't worry, Eqige, I'll go to avenge you, and I'll see that they are unhappy in the morning. Bagan jumped up from the ground and shouted behind him, "It's a Mongolian man, follow me!" ”

He had just heard his father say that the five warriors were killed by the Jurchens, so this must have been done by the Jurchens.

"Smack!" There was another crisp sound, but it was Darling who slapped Bagan in the mouth, "Revenge, what do you take revenge?" ”

"You've all seen those Jurchens in the morning? Their knives are faster than yours, their arrows are sharper than yours, they have armor that you can't cut with a scimitar, and they are more numerous than you, so what will you take revenge? ”

"I'd rather be humiliated than come back alive, just to see you bring the tribe to ruin?" Darlingtai roared.

"So what do you say?" Bagan also yelled at his father, "They killed five Abaga (Uncle Meng) and made you like this, can't they stop there?" ”

"Stop?" Dalintai laughed, his face was not happy, "Of course we won't give up, but we are weak now, we can only endure, and when we are strong, we will naturally not give up!" ”

"How long will it take? I can't take it. "Thinking about the strength of Jianzhou Nuzhen now, and then thinking about the weakness of his tribe, Bagan feels hopeless.

"Rubbish! I didn't expect you to avenge me. Da Lintai said, and beckoned to Lin Yuan, "Come here, Lin Yuan!" ”