In September, the grass begins to wither and yellow, and the morning mist stains the people with only coolness, and there is no such comfort as in summer, and the wind blowing from the north is cold.

Ullman tightened his torn robes, and shouted with a whip made of wattles to drive the scurrying lambs back to the flock, and if it weren't for the fact that the head sheep was too old, he wouldn't have worked so hard to surround the scurrying four-horned bastards.

Maybe next year will be better, right? Two of the more than thirty sheep in the flock are already considered adults, and they may be qualified to compete for the top sheep next year, provided that they can survive the next winter, Ullman thought boredly.

Ullman, who was only fifteen years old, was a domestic slave of Masim, an ordinary wealthy merchant in Bukhara, and the so-called domestic slave was the child of a slave, and everything he had was the property of his master, including his body. Although he was only fifteen years old, and could not compare with the children of wealthy merchants who could eat meat every day, Ullman lived with his perseverance. All this is because of the skill of stabbing fish left to him by his dead father, and if he and his aunt had only relied on the food given by the master's family, he and his aunt would have starved to death.

For Ullman, Massem was a miserly and greedy master, more greedy than the jackals of the steppe, and at the age of eleven his father died in battle for him, defeating Massem's enemies, but without the slightest spoils for himself and his mother. Ah Niang is an honest Sogdian woman, and the dead Ah Ye is said to be the blood of the Oriental Han people, are the Oriental Han people very powerful? Unbeknownst to Ullman, few people called him that, even though he had a Han Chinese name named Xu Sigui.

Ah Niang sometimes calls him by a name like Sigui, and often whispers that the Han people will come back sooner or later, but Ullman rarely pays attention to it, for him, in addition to the ability to stab fish with one hand, Grandpa also has straight hair and black eyes, which make him different from many people in the local area, and these differences bring him more discrimination and humiliation.

He was treated the same way as the Heggie family's slave, a boy named Kunu.

Kunu's Han name is Tian Wangdong, and he is a sheep herder like Ullman, but Kunu is much more lively than Ullman, according to his words, these bullies are all dog offal, and sooner or later one day the Han people will kill them all.

"Ullman, you're in a daze again......" Ullman, who was staring boredly at the sheep grazing, heard a familiar voice.

"Shut up, Kunu bastard, always yelling, Heji's son didn't whip you anymore?" Ullman had no scruples when he spoke to his partner.

"Heggie is an old fool, and his son Bangeli is also a fool, and sooner or later he will kill them......" Kunu had a straw stick in his mouth, and shook the whip in his hand, his robe was as dirty and torn as Ullman's, his hair was like weeds, and his feet were wrapped in hay and torn leather tied up as shoes.

"You're still Lao Tzu...... Who should I be Lao Tzu for? The spears are not good to use, and you still want to kill? "Ullman is usually bored, but he still has the ability to fight with his partners.

“…… Ullman, you bastard, don't you just use your spear better? I've stoned you farther than you! "Kunu is really good at playing with stones, and he has never missed a bird or a rabbit twenty or thirty paces away.

"Fart, if you really want to fight and kill, who is playing with you with stones? It's all scimitars, spears, and bows and arrows...... "Ullman is good at stabbing fish with spears, but when it comes to throwing, he doesn't know anything about bow hunting and the like.

"Alas...... It would be nice to have a bow when I could......" Kunu lay down on the grass slope with his straw stick under his head, ignoring it, muttering in his mouth.

"Bow? It's hard to get a ...... unless you go somewhere" Although Ullman can only use spears, he is also eager for bows and arrows.

The two of them lost interest in talking for a while.

I don't know how long it took, Kunu lay on the ground and rolled on his side, put his ear to the surface, and sat up after a short pause, "Someone is coming, at least more than a hundred cavalry ......"

"Which one should it be...... Hey, it's so strange, they came so fast, look! Ullman pointed into the distance.

The two sheep herders were on a gentle slope by the river, and in the distance a group of people on horseback could be seen quickly reading the shallows and forming a column to stick over.

"Like...... Coming at us? Ullman looked into the distance with some consternation, and then woke up, "Kunu, do you want to run?" ”

"Run? Where to run? Can you outrun the four legs of other horses? Kunu said with a nonchalant expression, and then grabbed a straw stick and put it in his mouth.

Indeed, the two of them did not have horses to walk at all, within a radius of one mile, there were only goats on four legs, could it be that they were riding sheep and running away? In desperation, the two of them had to watch more than a hundred knights quickly approach under the burden of tall horses, not daring to flee or resist, God knows if these people are bandits or army.

The speed of more than 100 cavalry was very fast, as if they were close in a few breaths, they quickly stopped their horses, and then the three of them dispersed in groups, and the leader dismounted and led a few knights to the two people with a somewhat dull gaze, "Can you speak Chinese?" ”

Kunu wiped the saliva that was about to overflow from the corner of his mouth, "Yes!" I will! ”

Oh my God, where did these guys come from? Everyone was dressed in well-fitting leather armor, scimitars, spears, bows and arrows, horses, and long boots of unknown material on their feet, even for the Khan's guards, right?

"Who are you? Is the pasture of that part nearby? The questioner's tone was slow, as if for the sake of better understanding between the two of them.

"I am Kunu, his name is Ulman, and I am a slave to the merchants of the city of Bukhara, and this pasture is shared by all the people of Bukhara...... General, where are you from? Knowing that he might not die, Kunu's madness came up, and after a call, he actually had the courage to ask who the other party was.

"Oh, I've already arrived in Bukhara......" The leader looked up into the distance, and then glanced at the two and a half children who were herding sheep with some playfulness, "My surname is Min, and I am the captain of the Han people's Donggui Camp Scout." Are you Han Chinese, or Qarluq, or Uyghurs? ”

The leader of the team was Min Wenhou, who was exploring the way to the north, and there were wilderness everywhere from Mashhad to the northeast, and the few oases were only small tribes, which posed no threat to the eastward return team, so this bold guy crossed the Amu Darya River directly and ran to Bukhara.

The reason why I told the two sheep herders who they were was was entirely based on their familiar feeling of black hair and black eyes, otherwise what would have been waiting for the two and a half children after the questioning would only be death.

"General, I am Han, there is a Han name called Tian Wangdong...... "Kunu, no, it's better to call Tian Wangdong, this clever boy immediately knelt on the ground and made a submission motion, and by the way, he also pulled down the Ullman next to him, "He is also Han, his name is Xu Sigui......"

A little ignorant Ullman, oh, although Xu Sigui and Tian Wangdong are two quarrels, but at the critical time, it is always handed over to Tian Wangdong, who rarely suffers losses, and at this time he is also obedient and silent.

Min Wenhou was a little stunned, he couldn't participate in the battle of Herat, but he also heard about the Lord Lao Luo rescuing thousands of Han slaves from there, but he didn't expect to meet the clansmen himself on the periphery of Bukhara, yes, the clansmen, because his own bloodline is not pure, so there is nothing to disagree with the two sheep herding boys in front of him, on the contrary, from the two boys, he seems to see his past, and he is sympathetic for a while.

By the way, many of the scouts brought by Min Wenhou were his brothers recruited from the garrison camp, and the others were basically civilians from the original Tang camp, and everyone's situation was basically similar.

One side recognizes, one side admires, and there are many things that can be communicated between the two parties. Fortunately, the Chinese of the two sheep herding boys is quite passable, and Min Wenhou's team also knows a little Turkic, so it is not difficult to communicate from chicken to duck.

It was much more convenient for the two parties to communicate with each other, and at least in a short period of time, Min Wenhou and others understood the general situation near Bukhara. The most important thing to pay attention to is the number of troops and the distribution of forces, and even by the way, how many Han Chinese blood exists in this vicinity.

It is said that these things are not something that two fourteen or fifteen-year-old teenagers can understand, but don't forget that Xu Sigui and Tian Wangdong are two sheep herding boys, and it is their duty to drive the sheep around every day.

At noon, they found a place away from the road, and Min Wenhou's group of scouts entertained the two boys with a good meal, left them some food and objects that were easy to hide, and left.

The two boys whose hearts had already begun to be wild began to discuss.

"Ullman, do you think they'll ever come back?" Tian Wangdong pinched the bag of jerky in his hand and said, he had changed into a pair of short boots that looked very shabby on the outside, and there was a leg fork hidden in the boots.

"Don't call me Ullman, call me Xu Sigui, didn't General Min say it, at most three or four days, they will be able to come over, and when the time comes, they will rescue my aunt and Aunt Kurna together." Xu Sigui was a little less calm, a pair of eyes that were often in a daze were more agile, and he also had a pair of worn-out boots on his legs, and there were things like leg forks, but there was one more spearhead.

Kurna is Tian Wangdong's mother, if it weren't for the fact that she couldn't leave her mother, the two boys would simply follow Min Wenhou with the sheep today.

"Okay, great, finally able to get out of this damn place!" Tian Wangdong happily rolled on the grass, not caring for his already tattered robe.

"Don't roll, your robe will rot if you roll again!" Xu Sigui, who was lazily leaning on the stone, joked casually, and his face was also devoid of the misery of the morning.

"What are you afraid of, General Min has said it, when we enter the Donggui camp, he will send us new clothes, look at the boots on my feet, they are warm." Although he was still playing hard, Tian Wangdong still stopped in the end, there were still four or five days left, he didn't want his robe to be torn and his butt bare.

"When you get home, don't look like this, you will be seen by the people of the Heji family......" Xu Sigui carefully reminded his partner.

"Uh-huh, got it......"

The sheep were enjoying the grass, and the two boys were a little speechless with excitement......

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