At first, his voice was low, and he didn't really hear it, but after it gradually became high-pitched, Zhiwen heard that this song had no lyrics and no fixed tune, that is, Dalintai himself hummed at will, and everyone was not familiar with his song, there was no harmony, just listened quietly.

The song flows, as if looking back on his life, there is sorrow, joy, and emotion, feeling the hardships of life, and finally there is a trace of nostalgia, attachment to the sky, the earth, snowflakes and green grass.

After humming the song, Dalintai shouted, "The humiliation given to me by the Jin people is the humiliation of the tribe and the humiliation of Mongolia, and I will not let it remain in the world." ”

After speaking, he raised the knife in his hand that no one had noticed, and slammed it into his throat.

"Pray for it!" Bagan's eyes were sharp, and he was the first to notice the abnormality, but when Dalintai sang just now, he deliberately walked far away from him, but he had the heart but was powerless, so he could only watch as the knife in his father's hand pierced his throat without hindrance and went straight to the handle.

Dalintai looked at Bagan with a smile, his mouth moving, but he couldn't speak.

"Pray for it!" With a cry of sorrow, Bagan was about to pounce on Darlingay.

Darlingtai stretched out his other hand, signaling Bagan not to come, gritted his teeth, his cheeks bulged, and the hand holding the knife made a force, and at the same time that the knife was pulled out, blood rushed out, hitting the ground "poof", and the heat rose, melting the snow while dyeing the ground red.

At this moment, not only the girls exclaimed, but even Zhiwen also exclaimed along with the others.

"He felt that he had been insulted, that his blood was dirty, and that only by draining his own blood could he be forgiven by Tengger after he died." Xue Ping explained to Zhiwen in a low voice.

Everyone was stunned by this sudden change and froze in place, Lin Yuan, Zhiwen and a few others had noticed the abnormality of Dalintai before, but they didn't expect that he would end his life in such a strong and decisive way.

At this point, the people knew the purpose of Dalintai, and they didn't step forward to help or help, and Bagen was no exception, they all looked at Dalintai with a short knife with complicated eyes, and then inserted it into the right side of his neck, and what came out with the knife was another stream of hot and bright red blood.

"Poof!" , Darlingtai was pale at this time, he couldn't stand anymore, his knees were weak, and he knelt on the ground.

But his actions did not stop, and the short knife was once again thrust and pulled out by Darlingtai, and a fountain of blood erupted from his left neck.

"Phew!" Dalintai couldn't hold it anymore and fell to the ground with a relieved smile on his face.

The blood slowly turned from erupting to slowly flowing out, and Dalintai's eyes closed at some point.

......

Before going to Naadam, the people thought it was a happy event, and the winner might be selected into the army by Dajin, and his tribe would be rewarded with some money and food.

Even if you lose, it's not a big deal, you can mix a few meals of meat to eat and a few bowls of wine to drink.

But they were greeted with sadness and anger, first by learning that the best warrior of the tribe had been killed, and that he could not even see his corpse, and then by the murder of the heart-touching leader.

Happy events turned into funerals, six funerals were held at the same time at one time, everyone in the tribe was tied with a black head rope, and Zhiwen They also tied it in order to meet the occasion.

According to Mongolian customs, you should also wear black clothes and cover black yarn, but there is really not so much black cloth, although there are a lot of cotton cloths in Zhiwen's system warehouse, but they are all white, and there is a lack of dyes here, so it can only be simplified because of ugliness.

There are no cries in the tribe, and the Mongols believe that during the funeral, one should not cry loudly, otherwise it will frighten the deceased, and it is not possible to burst into tears, which will hinder the way back to Tengger.

"Siqin, it's not good." Meng Gen ran into the big tent in a panic and reported to Lin Yuan, he still called Lin Yuan Siqin according to his previous habits.

Lin Yuan is dealing with affairs in the big tent, six people died this time, and he had to hold a funeral, Dalintai handed over his cattle, sheep and horses to him before he died, but there was no detailed number, this exact number, I am afraid that Dalintai himself has not had it.

In addition to counting the number, he also had to arrange people to graze, milk, etc., etc., etc., he was so busy that in addition to asking Lin Qiao to help, he also unceremoniously pulled Zhiwen and the three girls over.

"What's wrong?" Lin Yuan asked without raising his head.

Meng Gen Khan didn't wipe it, and replied with a pant, "Bagen took two people and went west to chase the gold." ”

Lin Yuan "snorted" and stood up from the ground, there were no tables and chairs in the yurt, they were all sitting on the ground at a low table, "Why didn't you stop him?" ”

"Stop, can't stop." Meng Gen said, "If you stop him again, he'll have to fight me." ”

"Gang fights and stops him too." Lin Yuan's eyes widened, "If you really catch up with the Jin people, not only will your own lives be at risk, but even our dozen tribes will have to turn into powder." ”

Meng Gen shrunk his neck, he used to think that Siqin was amiable, how could he become the leader and suddenly have such great power?

"Hey! Forget it. Lin Yuan walked around the tent a little anxiously, he knew that Bagen was stained with his father's light, and there have always been few people in the tribe who could control him, Meng Gen was strong in force, but as long as Bagen moved out of the name of "avenging his father", Meng Gen would definitely not be able to stop him.

"How long have you been gone?" Lin Yuan asked.

"As soon as they got on the horse, I came here." Mengen replied.

Well, it's not far, there's no problem catching up with them, the key is who to send to submit Bagan and bring them back.

The entire tribe, except for himself, is afraid that no one else can do it, and in front of Bagen, he is congenitally shorter.

But now he is the one who can't leave, and all kinds of big and small things have to be reported to him, and he will make up his mind.

When I was anxious, I saw Zhiwen sitting on the ground, holding a pen and writing and drawing slowly, well, isn't this a ready-made candidate, they will definitely not be afraid of Bagen.

Force, although I haven't seen them use it, but there are only eight people, half of whom are still minors, just like that, they still dare to do business on the prairie, if they don't have the ability, they have already turned into a handful of loess.

"Brother Zheng, how about doing me a favor?" Lin Yuan leaned in front of Zhiwen and smiled.

"Okay, no problem." Zhiwen knew what he wanted to say, and he didn't want to sit cross-legged at the low table for a long time, and now that he had such an opportunity, he didn't hurry up.

Lin Yuan clapped his hands, "Ha, it's easy to talk to smart people, do you know what I want you to help me with?" ”

"Aren't you just going to arrest Bagen and them, don't worry, it's a trivial matter." Zhiwen said, "However, my three younger sisters are here to help you, you can't be hungry and thirsty for them, huh?" ”

"Qiao'er and I have to provide for them without eating or drinking." Lin Yuan urged, "Go and come back quickly, don't practice your mouth here." ”

"Don't worry," Zhiwen said as he walked, "I'll take those three men with me, they won't be able to escape." ”

The three subordinates referred to Xue Ping, Tao Yong and Hai Dongqing, Lin Yuan had already seen that they were horse thieves, but for some reason, they were ambushed by Zhiwen.

With them to chase, the three boys of Bagen are definitely not opponents, Lin Yuan is relieved.