"......Whoosh" Countless fine and rhythmic rustling sounds are intertwined, as if the waves crashing on the shore, as if the water is murmuring, and the occasional knocking sound and scratching sound that make people's teeth sore are all muffled in it. 【】

It takes thousands of skis to travel at the same time to have such momentum.

"Happy, it's so happy, I never even dreamed that one day I would be able to run in the snow, faster than a horse, haha, little seventh brother, isn't this the legendary snow without a trace?" Shi Wenbo laughed indulgently, there have been too many changes in the past year, but the current happiness is what impresses him the most, and it can only be compared with the victory in Yingzhou.

"Cut, let's just say you haven't seen the world, right? What is this, some time ago, the news came from the capital, the emperor and the Hou Ye flew once! That's a means of flying away, compared to stepping on the snow without a trace or something, it's just weak. ”

Liu Qi pursed his lips with disdain, and said: "And Wenbo, you make a small noise, let's be a raid, do you know about the raid, you want to hit the Tartar by surprise, you are shouting in a broken gong, you are twenty miles away from hearing it, and you are a fart of the raid!" ”

"It's not the same for the strong attack, little seventh brother, look how big the snow is! It's not even above the knees, can the Tartar still be able to get on the horse? Even if they do, the horses can't run, and without horses, the Tartars are a bunch of goods to be slaughtered. Although his identity has changed, as soon as Shi Wenbo opened his mouth, he was still a bandit.

"It's better to be careful, even if you win, if you raid, you can reduce some casualties, don't forget, if you clear the set goal in advance, you can continue to go north. If you want to chase away the light horsemen, the snow is full of bows and knives, and I heard that the tent of the Tatar king is in Tumo River, maybe we have a chance to catch a Khan King to play. ”

Liu Qi said with infinite yearning, and in a blink of an eye, he remembered something again, clenched his fists and said hatefully: "Last time in Yingzhou, I actually let Sanniang take the lead with a woman, which really lost the face of a good man in Shandong, and this time I want to grab this jackpot if I say anything." ”

"Oh, Brother Qi is right!" The team of people led by Liu Qi was the mountain cavalry that gave the little prince a headache, and his words were in the hearts of the heroes, so they aroused a wolf howl in response.

…… In the direction in which Liu Qi and the others were advancing, it was a medium-sized tribe with a size of thousands of people.

Some people often use the phrase "gathering and scattering" to describe the style of the steppe people's use of soldiers, but in fact, this is not a military art, but a habit they have developed in their nomadic life. The grasslands are scarce and the winters are long, so if the tribe is too large, it is difficult to ensure supply.

Except for the royal tent, which enjoyed the worship of all parties, which was a special case, most of the other tribes remained small and scattered across the vast grasslands, and would only gather together when there was war.

The surrounding environment of this tribe is also good, with mountains and rivers. Although Angu Linao has frozen over, as long as the ice is chiseled, the fish caught are still very fat, and if you are lucky, you can even catch a big fish of more than two feet.

And because their location is relatively south, it is the first line against the Ming army, so they must maintain a certain combat power, when the Ming army attacks, they can fight and retreat, so the scale is relatively large, and there are nearly 2,000 warriors who can fight.

The cold wind is bleak, the snow is drifting, the heavy snow turns the yurts white, the ice and snow reflect the light of the bonfire, illuminating the night sky extraordinarily brightly, and a peaceful and quiet atmosphere envelops Angulinao, and most of the herdsmen have fallen asleep.

Sometimes, when most of the people were resting, there was a group of people in the largest yurt, discussing something around the brazier. Without looking at their flushed faces and the wine bags in their hands, it is easy to misunderstand that they are worried about the future of the tribe, but in reality, they are just celebrating.

Although there were more than a dozen people gathered, they didn't laugh loudly, after all, the tribe was in a predicament, there was not enough food to eat, and how rare it was to drink wine that was more luxurious than food, and it was also conceivable that when most people were hungry, gathering to drink was not something to show off.

However, after worrying about it for so long, it is easy to look forward to the heavy snow closing the road, this desperate year has finally passed, and I am really sorry for this rare feeling if I don't celebrate.

"Huh? Did you hear anything? While he was drinking, one of them looked moved, his ears twitched twice, and he turned his head to the south to listen, his face showing a solemn expression.

"It's time for you, aren't you? Although there are still many people who are dissatisfied with Usu Khan, no one should risk the anger of the public to turn their faces, and now the number one enemy of our shepherds is the Ming people, who dares to kill each other? ”

"Yes, before the snow fell, there was no information on the movement of the Ming army in Yehuling, didn't you find it yourself? You still don't believe you can't do it? It snowed for three days, and you and your men rode horses to barely rush back, and the Ming army set off later than you, even if it was a cavalry, they were now stuck in the middle of the road, could it be that they would not be able to fly? ”

"Yes, you should also rest, Belu Khan, it should be the eagle of our tribe, it can't be done if you're tired, no, you're so nervous when you hear the wind, no, this can't work."

"What everyone said is good, thanks to them, we can ensure the safety of our Belu Department, come, everyone should have a cup together."

Belu is a middle-aged man with broad ears, this kind of physiognomy belongs to the official appearance in Daming, and the kind that has extra points for the entrance examination. He also spoke with a bit of grace, if he shaved off the beard on his face and changed his clothes, he would say that he was the prefect of the Ming Dynasty, and some people would believe it.

As he did, the atmosphere became warm, and the shepherds responded in unison, then raised their wine bags and drank bitterly. The leader spoke, and he didn't dare to slack off, not to mention that this wine was also very attractive to him, besides, what the clansmen said also made sense, and the Ming army was not a real heavenly soldier, how could it be possible to appear here at this time?

"What a good wine!" Living in a bitter cold place for a long time, the grassland people drink very well. In a few breaths, the sac in the hand of the fastest drinker deflated.

This person wiped his mouth unsatisfactorily and burped: "After so many years of dealing, I really don't see it, Wu Liangha is really authentic in doing things, and he actually knows how to send wine to honor the Great Khan, without these wines, how can he live in this cold and snowy world." It's good, Huadang is still a little angry, this wine is too little, not enough to drink. ”

"Barry, if you want to drink enough in this wine tank, even if you turn all the water in Angu Li Nao into wine, it won't be enough, don't you say?" Someone picked a head, and everyone made fun of it.

"But it's strange to say, what is Huadang's mind? Say he has a heart for union, right? Then all you need to do is send wine to the king's tent, why bother every tribe to greet it? Could it be that he wants to win us over and seize the position of the Great Khan? ”

"Cut, why can't it be his turn, in terms of bloodline, they can't even touch Genghis Khan's side, in terms of strength, they can't even win our Wusu department, let alone the entire Tatar department?"

"But, have you ever thought about ......?"

He didn't join the discussion at first, this topic was just a drunken gossip, he didn't have the heart and energy to participate after squatting in the wild for a few months, but after listening to it for a while, his heart suddenly moved, and he asked, "Where did Uliangha get so much wine?" How can there be no food if there is wine? The Great Khan wanted to sell grain to them, but he couldn't buy a grain of rice. ”

"......" was silent for a while.

The tips are also in place, wine is made of grain, if there is not enough food, how can anyone make wine? The wine sent by Duoyan Sanwei is really a lot, and tribes like Belubu have been divided into dozens of barrels, how much will the entire Tatar add up? What is the amount of food needed?

Sending so much wine for nothing, but refusing to sell food, the taste in this seems a little wrong, right?

"Perhaps, they also bought it from the Ming Kingdom? I heard that their relationship with the Ming army in Liaodong was quite okay...... "It was half a sound before a weak voice came out of the crowd.

"Deliver wine? Have a good relationship with the Ming army? Belu was the leader after all, and his reaction was still very fast, and he quickly connected the clues, and his face turned white, "It's not good, Huadang may have voted for the Ming army, calculate us!" ”

In a stunned gaze, Belu wanted to get up, but as soon as he exerted his strength, he found that his feet were soft, and his head began to dizzy. After standing several times, he didn't stand up, and he couldn't help but be anxious, he raised his hand and pointed to the most sober and powerful subordinate, "It's time to go, you go ...... quickly."

"Boom!" Before he could finish his sentence, there was a sudden rumbling sound outside, as if an avalanche had collapsed on a snowy mountain. Along with the roar, there was a sound that seemed to be the wind, but it was fiercer, faster, and louder than the cold wind, and the most terrible thing was that among these sounds, there seemed to be a burst of clanging sounds!

This is the most familiar sound to Beru, because it is the sound of metal clashing, and the presence of such a movement at such a time can only mean one thing, and that is ...... "Enemy attack!" The one who had already rushed out of the tent let out a hissing and lung-splitting cry, which woke up the entire tribe and verified Beru's suspicions.

"Oh no, there are enemies!"

"At this time, where is the enemy?"

"Don't worry so much, fight with them!"

There was a cacophony outside, and it was clear that the awakened shepherds were aware of their situation and were preparing to resist.

"Barry, there's an enemy coming, what are you doing as a centurion? Get up, you shit, get up! ”

But what makes people desperate is that except for the quick response, the other leaders are drunk, don't try to stand up, but none of them can pull up, in the end, his shouts have been cried, but a group of drunks are drunk and frightened, their bodies are soft, let alone fighting, I am afraid that I can't even tell the difference between the southeast and the northwest when I go out.

There was very little time left for Beru, and the cacophony soon died away, replaced by a neat and loud scream, and the dull sound of a knife blade entering the body, like the sound of shepherds slaughtering cattle and sheep.

Finished! Beru's dizzy mind suddenly cleared, and one of the wisest thoughts of the night flashed.

(To be continued)