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Dragon City is located on a tributary of the Sanggan River, because the trend of this tributary is like a dragon, so the city is called Dragon City.

Since the year of Zhao Wuxian's demise, Dragon City has been standing here for thirteen years. It is not rich here, but its military and political significance is far greater than the economic significance, it has witnessed the Zhao State's control of the Daibei region from shallow to deep, from point to surface, and now the counties of Daijun have been organized into households, and the customs and customs are almost the same as those of Taiyuan and Huo.

In addition to the huge number of cattle, horses, livestock and magnificent cavalry, which is absolutely unseen in the Central Plains......

When the Kongtong clan arrived, they saw the outer wall of the Dragon City from a distance, its walls were not high, and they were made of loess, and from a distance, it looked like a golden seal appeared out of thin air on the green grass, covering the tributaries of the Sanggan River that shone in the sun.

The outskirts of Dragon City were covered in mushroom-shaped tents, thousands of campfires filled the air with a pale mist, and huge sentry towers lined the green meadows on either side of the straight, lined up with thousands of horses stretching for miles.

Kongtong Mingzhu and her people were caught off guard by the sight in front of them, which would never have been seen in the sparsely populated Hetao. Her father is looking for familiar flags, each grassland tribe has its own totem, the generation is the black dog, Tu He is the green bear, Donghu is the yellow fox, the white sheep department is the white sheep, the above miscellaneous banners responded to the call of the Zhao people, all gathered here, like the stars holding the moon, arching the banner of the Zhao country.

When he walked to the periphery of the camp, Kong Tong Mingzhu saw the big tent of Zhao Hou in the middle, woven with white wool and gold thread, covering an extremely wide area, compared with the small felt tent of Kong Tong's clan, it was simply a giant. Outside the tent stood a flagpole as thick as the waist of a pearl, on which floated the most spectacular banner she had ever seen in her life: a golden underbelly, embroidered with a black bird, and a red sun.

It is precisely because of the unique Golden Horde on this grassland that all tribes in private call Zhao Hou "King of the Golden Horde".

"I really want to go inside the Golden Horde."

The Sky and the Pearl were fascinated, but their tribe was only placed on the outskirts of the camp, too far from the Golden Horde. Not long after settling down, the patriarch of the Kongtong clan was guided to the central tent, where he would be received by the officials of the Zhao State along with the patriarchs of the other tribes.

Kong Tongmingzhu also wanted to go with him, but was reprimanded by his father and asked her to stand by in the camp in peace. However, not long after my father left, it was lively outside, and when I asked, I realized that it was Zhao people who were gathering outside to play.

Because it was not far away, the sound was very clear, and Kongtong Mingzhu heard the noisy human voice, the clash of gold and iron, the neighing of horses, and the galloping cheers that suddenly sounded.

She was already at an age when she liked to be lively, and for a while she was itching, so she persuaded the brothers who stayed in the camp with sweet words to let them take her to take her to have a look.

Drilling out of the tent, I saw that this so-called game was actually all kinds of entertainment held here by Zhao Jun stationed here in addition to being bored. There are horse racing, wrestling, archery. Zhao people play by themselves, surrounded by a bunch of tribal nobles who do not understand the language, driven by this lively atmosphere, from time to time people join in, play to the rise, there are also girls on the grassland spontaneously sing and dance for the Zhao pawns.

Although the language is different, they are also happy, but if it weren't for Zhao Jun's absolute military superiority here, I'm afraid it wouldn't be this scene.

After looking around, Kongtong Mingzhu found the most exciting game, that is, the polo......

This polo, also known as the bow beating, is a sport that spread from the Central Plains to Daibei, and was most loved by the young nobles of the Zhao State, and even affected the tribes outside the Saiwai. But they don't play in any way, it's like a horse fight.

Like in front of him, the confrontation between Zhao and the human world was extremely fierce, and the Yulin athletes who participated in the competition were all strong and brave, driving horses and galloping east and west, and the action of hitting the ball with a moon staff was also very fancy, which made others enthusiastic.

Although everyone is brave, there is one of them, but he still stands out from the crowd.

The eyes of the empty pearl were quickly attracted by this person.

……

On the polo field, which is randomly fenced by railings, there is a knight with a brocade hat and a silver mask, and riding a white horse. This knight's movements are elegant and skillful, and the cooperation with his own team members is extremely tacit. The snow-white horses ridden are not only tall and handsome, richly decorated, but also quite spiritual, the horses do not whip, and their hooves are sick.

The ball was like frightened, one time it would be controlled by him under the staff, and the next moment it would fly towards the goal, and it would be like lightning and thunder!

As the daughter of the grassland, Kongtong Mingzhu can naturally see that this polo is definitely more difficult than riding and shooting. The posture of archery is fixed, with two feet crossed in the stirrups, the body is straight and slightly sideways, the left arm holds the bow, the right arm leads the arrow, and the target is also the beast. The action of hitting the ball is not fixed and dynamic, such as the white horse and silver-faced knight, one will lean over, one will hit back, sometimes twist and side, he can also hit the "short door" into the net from a hundred steps away, and the action is like a cloud, all in one go!

As the white horse rider hit another beautiful goal to completely open the score on the field, and the game was over, he raised the moon staff above his head to enjoy the moment of victory, and the onlookers cheered in different dialects, and even Kong Tongzhu couldn't help but cheer for him.

"Good lord! Good master! The Yulin guards shouted, but Kongtong Mingzhu didn't understand what it meant.

When the knight unveiled his mask in the midst of a thousand calls, revealing a face with clear eyebrows, Kong Tongzhu was even more stunned.

He has a white face and beard, his eyebrows are slightly raised, but his eyes have a hint of softness, and behind his fierce demeanor, he is a neutral beauty that is difficult to hide.

In the words of later generations, it is a little white face, and from ancient times to the present, women are the most eaten.

The grassland people have always been unrestrained and free, and the long-cherished spring of Kongtong Mingzhu was moved, and she glanced at her female companion, asking her to hand the mare's milk wine in her hand, and she herself rode the little red mare, squeezed through the crowd, and paced towards the gentleman of Zhao State.

This is the magic of love at first sight, Kong Tongmingzhu, who was fascinated by the handsome young man in front of her, recalled afterwards, and was shocked to find that she didn't hear the shouts of her brothers at all, and she only had that Zhao gentleman in her eyes.

However, when her horse was halfway there, it was stopped by the vigilant Zhao Guoyulin guards, and it was the Zhao gentleman who waved his hand and let the Zhao pawns let them go.

Kong Tongmingzhu finally came to him, took a closer look, his appearance was even more in line with her heart, and I don't know how long it took for her to realize that her actions might frighten this Central Plains person, and quickly raised the wine bag, blocked her beautiful eyes, and said in a blunt Zhao Chinese dialect: "I, want, to, strong man, offer wine." ”

"Strong?"

As soon as the words ended, the guards of Zhao Guoyulin, who were originally full of vigilance, laughed, some even sat on the ground with their stomachs covered, and more people covered their mouths and turned their faces, unable to bear to look at this scene directly.

Kongtong Mingzhu doesn't know much vocabulary, she looks left and right, a little inexplicable. But seeing that the young man's expression was also a little strange, he looked at her with a smile, but he was not polite in his hand, took the wine bag, took a big sip of it, wiped his lips, and looked at the outfit of Kong Tong Mingzhu, and then said in a deliberately low voice: "Kong Tongren? ”

"Exactly!"

Hearing that he could speak the Hu language in the Hetao area, Kongtong Mingzhu was even more overjoyed, so when the young man asked for his name, he said without thinking: "Mingzhu, Kongtong Mingzhu!" ”

"My brother often writes some poems that are hidden in the treasury and not seen by outsiders, one of which is 'There are tears in the pearl of the sea and the moon, and the blue field is warm and the jade is smoking'......"

The gentleman of the Zhao people read out this poem in Hu language, explained the meaning, praised Kongtong Mingzhu and said: "The name is beautiful, and the people are also beautiful." ”

Kongtong Mingzhu felt that he was about to float, and he had the audacity to ask his name.

"My name is ......"

He hesitated for a moment, then smiled: "My name is Zhao Jia." ”

Because the two communicated in Hu, Zhao Guoyu and Lin Wei next to them couldn't understand what they were saying, and couldn't help shouting in a hurry, and the brothers of Kongtong Mingzhu were also stopped outside by these people, and seeing that his sister, who didn't know that he was shouldering a mission, was actually flirting with a Zhao person, he was so anxious that he scolded.

Such a chaotic appearance made "Zhao Jia" very displeased, he frowned, and then seemed to have some idea, stretched out his hand, and said to the sky with Mingzhu: "It's too noisy here, would you like to find a clean place to talk with me?" ”

"Good!"

The ghost made a miracle, and Kongtong Mingzhu actually agreed, and then rode his mount, followed by the young man's white horse, squeezed through the crowd and walked away. Only a few of her brothers were left looking at the horse's buttocks in a daze, and many feather forest guards beside the polo field were whistled and laughed......