The red mountain can't stop the cold current from Siberia, but it can block part of the cold wind from Siberia. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoWhile the rest of the grassland is covered with thick snow, in some areas at the foot of the Red Mountains, you can still see the dark color of the land, which shows that the snow is not heavy. This is the breeding place of the Wuhuan people, and it is also the resting place of the Wuhuan people, which is the blessed land of the Wuhuan people. For the Wuhuan people who believe in shamanism, Red Mountain is their holy mountain and their god!

At this time, at the foot of the Red Mountain, all the more than a dozen tribes that surrendered to the command of Lord Qiu Liju gathered here to spend the winter. The tent stretched for several miles, with no less than 30,000 people, and countless cattle, sheep, war horses, and other livestock, which was a scene of prosperity for the tribe. Over the years, relying on the power of the Han Dynasty, the Wuhuan people have been spared the fate of being exploited by the Xiongnu and Xianbei, and their lives have gradually improved.

According to this reason, the Wuhuan people should be grateful to the Han and meet the abundant life given by God now. But in fact, the human heart is impermanent, and greed is endless. The adults of the Wuhuan tribe, who have become stronger, are no longer satisfied with living in a corner of the grassland. They have sharp swords and arrows, they have majestic war horses, they have strong warriors, so they aspire to have a wider land, they aspire to occupy a fatter grassland, they aspire to build their own country like the Han people, and pass it on from generation to generation! They have their dreams and want to fight for them!

They no longer wanted to return to the cold north, they aimed at the south, at the Han Dynasty, and at the vast areas of western and eastern Liaoning. So, the warriors went to war under the leadership of Lord Chuliju, and most of the women and children who remained here were old and young, and a few remained to protect them.

As the sun peeks out of the thick clouds, the snowstorm that has lasted for days is finally over! The men of the Wuhuan tribe came out of their tents one after another and began to clear the snow around the camp, checking whether the corrals were damaged and whether the cattle and sheep had been taken away by the wolves; The women began to light a fire, cook, feed horses, cattle and sheep, and get busy. Children are the easiest, but also the most joyful. The tribal adults and the children of the handsome family have taken out their big dogs and started the most traditional game in the snow: dog sledding!

Yes, dog sledding is not a patent for Eskimos. The Wuhuan people, who had migrated from lands farther north, had long learned to use dogs and sleds as their tools.

Hundreds of sled dogs, dozens of sleds, you chase me and start the game of chasing. Free people and slave children, who had no dogs or sleds, spread their feet and ran after a large group of dog sleds. At the foot of Mt. Chishan, the cheers and laughter of children began to fill the air.

"Smack! Syllable! "With a crisp whip resounding in the air through the snow, a luxury sleigh pulled by seven large sled dogs stood out from the pile of sleds! The big dog at the head was snow-white and large, like a small calf, and seemed to be the Alarsky Malamute of later generations. On the sleigh, sat a young man in a luxurious costume. The boy wore a white bearskin coat, a red fox fur hat, and gray wolfskin boots. It's not very old, it seems that he is only six or seven years old, but he is very strong and athletic, and he looks like a child of the leader's family!

Led by the white Alarsky sled dog, the aristocratic boy's sled grew faster and faster, and from a distance it looked like a lightning bolt speeding over the snowy field. When the sleigh was at full speed, no matter how much the children on the sled behind it urged him, he could not get one step closer to the sled. On the contrary, the gap is widening. This is a gap in strength that cannot be overcome. In the end, the aristocratic boy reached the finish line first with a far lead and won the race!

"Yay! Mother! I've won again! "I don't know how many games like this have been played this winter. But every time he wins, the aristocratic boy is still happy, and he likes this sense of abuse that surpasses others in strength! Handing over the sleigh to the slave, the aristocratic boy proudly ran towards the lady watching the race next to him!

"Well done, Lou Ban! You're getting stronger! You're almost as tall as your father! The noble lady had a look of joy on her face, and praised the aristocratic young man who was still steaming all over her body.

"Mother! When will Father come back? Listening to Uncle Ulla, my father, they have grabbed a lot of good things! There are many, many salts as white as snow, iron pots as black as rocks, gold as dazzling as the sun, beautiful clothes as flowers, and gems as clear as the blue sky! I must ask my father to pick out the most beautiful necklace for you and wear it around your mother's neck! This Wuhuan aristocratic young man named Lou Ban talked eloquently, his eyes full of yearning.

"Good! Lou Ban is the most filial! The noble lady's eyes were full of love.

"Also, we may be moving to Liaodong! I heard that there are more fertile grasslands and pastures, lakes that do not freeze all year round, and endless food. I just don't know if it's going to snow? If it doesn't snow, we won't be able to play dog sled races again! Lou Ban said, sometimes yearning, sometimes regretful, full of entanglement.

"Moving to Liaodong? Who told you this? The lady asked, somewhat surprised.

"Uncle Ula said! Uncle Ula said that spring will start soon, and autumn will be late in the evening, and our clan will move south to the Liaodong area again! This is the strategy that my father has set down! Lou Ban replied word by word.

"However, Liaodong is the territory of the Han Dynasty. There are a lot of Han Chinese living there? The lady asked, a little incredulous.

"What's that?" Lou Banman said indifferently, "Father said that for the enemy, either drive it away or kill it!" If those Han people didn't know each other, my father would definitely kill them all! ”

A look of dismay flashed across the lady's face, but it quickly disappeared. As a woman of the grassland tribe, especially the woman of Lord Wuhuan, she knows that killing is a hurdle that cannot be bypassed. In order to survive, for the sake of the territory, the men of the steppe rode horses, wielded knives and arrows, and fought for generations. How could she let her man and children escape from heaven's arrangement?

"Mother, what's wrong with you?" Lou Ban noticed that his mother was a little unhappy, thinking that he was worried about his father, so he comforted: "Mother, you don't need to worry! My father has tens of thousands of warriors of my Wuhuan clan by his side, who will be his opponent? ”

"You're right! Mother, now I just hope that you will grow up quickly and grow up to become a grassland man who stands up to the sky! ”

"Mother, I will! Look at it, I will inherit my father's throne in the future and become the king of all the Wuhuan people! Lou Ban clenched his fists, and his red little face shone with the luster of dreams!

Unfortunately, the luster of this dream is not destined to last!