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On both sides of the Naowen River, there are the most lush and fertile pastures in the world.

The wide Naowen River, which is called the Nenjiang River in later generations, flows through the earth, and countless direct currents moisten the surrounding land, making the land here extremely fertile, and in summer, the grass grows wildly, and even people riding horses can be submerged by the long grass. Only when the wind blows the grass low can you see the trail.

This area, in a few hundred years, will have a resounding name - Horqin Grassland, the pearl on the Horqin Grassland, which changed the fate of a dynasty.

Now, this is the pasture of Fu Yuwei.

At this time, it is already March of the lunar calendar, and if it is replaced by the solar calendar of later generations, it is already the middle of April, and the whole land has begun to show signs of spring.

The wide brain warm river water has completely melted, the turbulent river water is rushing, stirring up bursts of waves, and there are still many pieces of ice in the water are rising and falling, but after all, it can't stop the general trend of the water.

The severe cold of Tohoku makes it rain and snow every winter, and because of this, when the snow melts after the beginning of spring, the river here becomes extra abundant.

Due to the moisturization of the Naowen River and its tributaries, the invasion of rain and snow that has melted, the prairie on both sides of the Naowen River seems to be rejuvenated and energetic earlier than other places.

Seems to take a breath. The chest and lungs are full of the smell of grass.

This old camp of Fuyuwei, which was once burned to the ground by Lian Zining, has been rebuilt at this time. Perhaps this is not the right word, after all, the so-called old camp is just a large camp gathered here.

Tens of thousands of snow-white tents have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain. It seems that the scale of this old camp is larger than at the beginning, and looking at this posture, I am afraid that there are more than 100,000 people and millions of livestock.

Between the tents, there were countless cattle and sheep in the captivity, and from time to time there was a mooing sound. The black-faced women, five big and three thick, took out of their tents the hay they had stored before the arrival of winter and threw it into the pen, and then the cattle and sheep scrambled to eat it.

Every time these herders swept their eyes across the prairie outside, there was an indescribable throbbing in their eyes, mixed with anticipation and longing.

For them, the most difficult days will soon pass, and after a period of climbing, the cattle and sheep can freely graze on the fresh grass on the prairie. It was also an important moment to expand a family's fortune.

About two miles away on the west side of the camp is a Bansheng city that is completely different from the grassland style, and the houses in it are lined up, which looks no different from a county town in the Central Plains.

And on the west and south sides of Bansheng City. It is a large area of cultivated land that has been cultivated, and many farmers are busy plowing the land on it.

Under the influence of Wu Yijun, Fu Yuwei once bought a large amount of corn from Wu Yijun. This has led them to start planting corn, a higher-yielding crop, this year. And the days from the next planting. It's not been long.

Qinggeltai took a deep breath and felt the overflowing aroma of grass. With an intoxicated smile on his face, he sighed deeply: "Do you feel it?" Spring has arrived. ”

The companion next to him burst into laughter, and a man laughed and said, "Qinggeltai, I think you should not kill with a sword in your hand, but you should be a poet with a horse-head fiddle and a fiery thought, wandering from tribe to tribe, exchanging your singing voice and liquor for a place to sleep at night and a sip of liquor to drink." ”

Qing Ge Tai opened his eyes, stared at the talking partner Zhengse, and said: "Galu, even if I am a poet, when my own family is killed, I will throw away the horse-head qin and fire bush in my hand, and take a sharp scimitar and a strong longbow to seek justice from those murderers who killed my family. ”

Galu's face showed a look of contempt, and he bowed his head and said, "I'm sorry, Qinggeltai, I lost my words. ”

Qinggeltai waved his hand: "It's okay, I won't blame you, you are my best Anda, just Galu, you must be by my side when I want to take revenge on those damned Han people." ”

"Of course, we are the best Anda."

Garu grinned and slammed his fist into Qinggeltai's chest.

"And me!"

"And me!"

"And us! Qinggeltai, we are all your Anda. ”

Qinggeltai laughed, and his smile was full of happiness.

At this time, the shrill voice of a boy with a voice change of twelve or thirteen years old also sounded: "And me, Qinggeltai, you are also my Anda." ”

Everyone's eyes looked at the source of the voice, and it was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy who spoke, although it was a boy, but the grassland people had matured early, and this person was estimated to be very well nourished, and his body size was not much different from that of an adult, and even a layer of green beard had grown on his chin. If it weren't for the sharp voice and slightly childish face, I am afraid that he would be seventeen or eighteen.

His eyes are rolling slightly, looking very shrewd, and a pair of eyebrows converge in the middle, the corners of the eyebrows are obliquely raised, but the complexion is a rare whiteness of the grassland people, which makes the whole person look a little feminine.

"No, noble Ulaanbari, respected heir of the Great Khan, you are the blood of the Silver Family, noble as the eagle soaring in the sky. I don't dare to call you a brother, if someone else knows, they will laugh at me for being self-sufficient. Qing Getai hurriedly pressed his hand to his chest, bent down slightly, and said humbly.

Others also bent down to salute with their chests touched.

There were about twenty of them in their group, all of them knights on horseback.

And their equipment. It can only be described as sophisticated, even extremely sophisticated.

All of them. They are all wearing heavy black steel armor, which is extremely heavy. The corners of the exposed armor were the thickness of a palm, and their weapons were heavy weapons such as axes and bronze sledgehammers, some of which had taken off their helmets and placed them in the crook of their left arm, and some of them were still worn on their heads. The helmet was also made of fine iron, with a visor on the front, and two sharp iron horns on the top of the head, which shimmered with sharp light. When necessary, it's also a pretty formidable killing weapon.

The horses they rode under their crotches. They are the best Mongolian horses, with long stamina, strong tenacity to eat everything, and a large man rarely seen among Mongolian horses.

Even the body of the war horse is also covered with war armor, but it is leather armor, but the outside is covered with a thick layer of iron leaves, and the protection is also amazingly strong.

They were out-and-out heavy cavalry, and if it was the people of Fuyuwei who saw them. It immediately comes to mind - the Guards.

That's right, they're the Guards.

The Great Khan of Fuyuwei did not come out of the Guards, and in the entire Fuyuwei, such an army. It's only a thousand people. Its status is equivalent to that of a kidnapper horse to the Jurchen. This thousand-strong Guards is extremely strong in combat. Especially with light cavalry as a tactic, heavy cavalry to charge into battle. A large number of light cavalry armed with strong bows and arrows raided and followed closely behind. Tear through the opponent's defense.

In the words of later generations, these heavy cavalry are strategic weapons.

And among this group of heavy knights of the Guards, it is clear that Qinggeltai is the leader.

This is a tall and strong man, but he gives people a sense of flexibility and picking, combining strength and speed, how to say, like a very strong snake.

Qinggeltai is a well-known figure in Fuyuwei, at least within a radius of 500 miles on both sides of the Naowen River.

He is recognized as the number one warrior among more than 100,000 herdsmen in Fuyuwei.

He was born with divine power, and when he was ten years old, he could move a stone lock weighing one hundred and twenty pounds, one in one hand, and his waving tiger and tiger were vigorous, and his reputation rose to fame, and the clansmen believed that he was the reincarnation of the protector in front of the god's throne.

When he was thirteen years old, he was able to control the most unruly horse king on the grassland, and after he stepped on the back of the bursting horse king, and then the horse king disappeared into the sky with a violent neigh, the people even thought that he would never come back, but he not only returned safely after five days, but also tamed the horse king.

And after the Great Khan heard about this, he specially summoned him and rewarded him with an iron tire bow, which was arm thick, and was one of the treasures in the Fu Yu Wei, and it required at least eight stones of strength in both arms to pull this hard bow. And he pulled the big bow away in the middle of the banquet, and shot it at the bull's-eye two hundred paces away, and he couldn't praise it as the 'first warrior'.

In return, he went out hunting alone for ten days, and brought back a tiger with intact fur that had been shot from the eye, as a congratulatory gift to the Great Khan. And there were as many as five tigers that were thrown aside by him because of a little damage to their fur.

Now the complete tiger skin is spread on the chair that can't be stopped.

Such a murderer, if he was in the army, was definitely a fierce general, and the Great Khan had promised him that as soon as he reached adulthood, he would be given the title of centurion, but unfortunately he was not here. This first warrior is a lover of music, and he likes the pure feeling of the soul brought by the sound of natural music.

He has visited more than a dozen old musicians in the clan as masters and learned their skills, and he has mastered all the instruments of the Mongols, whether it is the horse-head fiddle, the yatoga, the Mongolian pipa, the Mongolian ukulele, or the heng gelug, the big drum, the yatok, and the fire busi. But everyone who has been his master said that Qinggeltai would be the best musician on the prairie in the future.

Although the status of musicians is not as low as that of the Central Plains among the Mongolian people, who like to sing and dance, it is definitely not high, and the practice of Qinggeltai has been questioned by many people. However, he is very open-minded, and he has also made him a court musician, which can be regarded as a promotion.

It's just that his dream was completely destroyed after Lian Zining led the army to raid the old camp of Fuyuwei.

In the bloody fire that night, the entire old camp was burned, and Qinggeltai's family died in the flames.

Chingeltai means joy in Mongolian. And that night, he almost fainted from crying.

He stubbornly believed. This is God's punishment for his reckless behavior in the first half of his life, his spontaneity and joy alone. As a result, his relatives suffered.

He smashed the horse-head qin, buried Huo Busi, smashed all the musical instruments in the house, picked up a knife and gun, found Ha Bu, and asked to join the army.

Naturally, he readily agreed, and directly entrusted him with the errand of the centurion of the Guards, and the duty of this Fuyuwei 'First Warrior' was to protect the boy.

In the midst of this group. The only one who didn't wear armor was the boy who spoke at the right time.

He wore a tight-fitting leather robe, with the cuffs closed, the leather robe was open, revealing the satin clothes inside, and on the top of his head, he was wearing a precious snow fox fur hat, and the long fox tail of the snow fox drooped to the back, which naturally became a decoration.

The Mongolian desert north is not comparable to the Central Plains, and people who can afford to wear silk here. Either rich or expensive, or even very likely rich and expensive.

Qinggeltai's words just now have already revealed his identity -- Ulaanbari.

The second son of a great sweater.

Ulan Bari means red tiger in Mongolian, and he gave his son this name, naturally because Qinggeltai wanted this son to be as fierce and strong as a red tiger.

And this son did not disappoint him either. His good martial arts skills can be regarded as above average even among the Mongols, for a fourteen-year-old boy. This is already quite rare.

And he's smart.

He studied under the military advisor Liang Yanqiu, perhaps for this reason. His words and deeds carry the elegance and courtesy of the Oriental aristocracy of the upper class of the Han people, and the people who come into contact with him. I like this prince who has no arrogance, no arrogance, and is very easy-going. And it is worth mentioning that he wrote a good calligraphy, which is extremely rare among the Mongols, and is recommended by the upper echelons of the Mongolian aristocracy.

But no matter how good he is, no matter how good he is, it is impossible for the position of Great Khan to fall on his head.

Above him, there is also an older nine-year-old brother - the eldest son of Ha Bu, Hai Ri Chagai.

Hairi Chagai means eagle in Mongolian, and the eldest son who has not only inherited the fierceness of the eagle, but also has a worse temper than the eagle.

When he was eleven years old, the adolescent Hairi Chagai did a stupid thing, like his age, if it was an ordinary child, he might not understand anything, and even those precocious children in later generations would just to the computer. And his special status and noble position made it easy for him to do something stupid - not to mention trying to × × × a maid, and then, after the maid resisted violently and seemed to kick him, he ordered the maid to be whipped to death.

He was a drinker, a heavy drinker, and had a short temper, often beating or relegating his subordinates to death or relegating them to slavery if they disobeyed his will.

He was also lustful, and in his big tent, there were dozens of young and beautiful female slaves, all of whom had been captured in previous battles, and this number even exceeded that of his father, Ha Bu Khan.

He also likes to speak wildly and unscrupulously, which offends many people.

If this was in the Central Plains Dynasty, such a prince would have been impeached by civil officials for a long time, and maybe he would have been deposed as a concubine and thrown into Fengyang Palace or around the Ming Tomb.

But this is in Fuyuwei, Mongolia Fuyuwei.

It is in this nation that worships the strong, and there are wars almost every day.

The faults of Hairi Chagai are all insignificant shortcomings in the eyes of the clansmen.

His strengths can cover up all his shortcomings - he is very brave and good at fighting, and he fights with great ferocity.

He has been in the army for more than ten years, fighting in the north and south, exterminating and conquering more than a dozen tribes, capturing more than 3,000 herdsmen, and expanding more than 300 miles of land to the west for Fuyuwei.

With these, it is enough.

In the minds of many nobles, he fulfilled all the elements needed for a Great Khan.

Moreover, Hairi Chagai has another biggest advantage over Ulaanbari - age.

When Ulan Bairi was still a toddler, he had already galloped on the battlefield with Ha Bu and made many military exploits, and now Ulan Bari is still just a prince without any title and power. And he is already a dignified cavalryman. He had 10,000 elite light cavalry under his command. Two hundred and sixty miles downstream of the Naowen River, there is a fertile grassland that belongs to his fiefdom. There are more than 20,000 herders living on it.

With his eldest brother, Ulaanbari must have no chance of winning, but it seems that he doesn't seem to care about this.

Obviously, he didn't agree with Qinggeltai's statement, he stepped forward, stared at Qinggeltai, and said solemnly: "Qinggeltai, you are the first warrior of Fuyuwei who was personally appointed by Father Khan. Compared to me, the prince, I think the first warrior is more noble, what do you say? ”

Qing Getai was stunned for a moment, and then he felt a burst of comfort all over his body, and his heart was also filled with emotion, the feeling of being respected was good, and the feeling of being respected by a person of noble status was even better.

He slammed his right fist into his chest, leaned over and said solemnly: "Dear Ulan Bari, what you said is right. You, too, are my Anda. ”

Ulan Bari laughed and said, "That's right! ”

The group of people slowly rode their horses around Ulan Bari not far away, and they looked more like they were on an outing, which was exactly what happened. After completing the homework assigned by the master today, Ulan Bari wanted to come out and walk around as his chief guard. Qinggeltai is naturally obliged.

Along the way, patrols were constantly passing by. Say hello to them and salute. These patrols were originally non-existent, since the old battalion was raided by Lian Zining and suffered heavy losses. Hundreds of patrols were arranged within fifty miles around the old camp, and a team of ten people was enough to cover the left and near, even if the enemy attacked quickly, it could ensure that the old camp had a buffer time of half an hour in case of accidents.

They came to the bank of the Naowen River, and at this time, perhaps frightened by the sound of horses' hooves, a herd of yellow sheep came out of the rocky beach by the river.

There were about sixteen or seventeen of them, and after a harsh winter, these creatures seemed to have become thinner, but they were still in good shape.

When they saw these knights, they immediately fled into the distance.

And Qinggeltai had already removed the big bow from his back.

It was a big bow that made people think of the word 'murder weapon' at a glance, and the bow was more than a man tall, with thick arms, and a dark and dull light, as if it was made of gold and iron! The big arrow was not unusual, it was more than five feet long, and the cluster of arrows alone was more than a foot long, and it shimmered with coldness. Generally, hard arrows of this size are used in the Ming Dynasty to defend the city.

This used to be a pair of iron tire bows treasured by the Great Khan, it is said that it was handed down from the previous dynasty, and it was a weapon used by a fierce general who followed Genghis Khan to fight in all directions, and then the Ming Dynasty rose, and the descendants of the general were captured, and this bow became a treasure of the palace, and later at the beginning of the establishment of Duoyan Sanwei, the Yongle Emperor gave this bow to the ancestors of Ha Bu last time.

The bow body is made of iron bars mixed with hardwood, and the bowstring is twisted with gold, silver and copper wires mixed with alien beasts and animal tendons, which has the strength of eight stones!

Eight stones, it is already more than 1,500 catties of strength, thousands of years through the ages, the history books clearly carry such a powerful giant bow, and there is only Yue Fei and Yue Wumu. Of course, it is estimated that people like the overlord of Western Chu, the flying general Li Guang, Cheng Biting Jin and Li Yuanba are no problem, and all of them are peerless murderers!

Even if you can pull it apart a little, you have to let the bowstring cut down with your fingers at the moment!

Qing Getai was wearing a blood-red jade wrench on his hand, and he didn't see any movement, just one move of his arms, and he pulled the iron tire big bow to a full fit! This is the same size as the English longbow, but the strength of the big bow that is not known to be much longer than the English longbow was actually pulled into a full moon by him!

As soon as the finger loosened, the long arrow burst out of the air.

An extremely poignant sound of breaking the air sounded.

The long arrow broke through the air, and hit the head of a tall yellow sheep, which directly nailed through the hard skull of the yellow sheep, and the yellow sheep screamed miserably, and the strength of a thousand catties, the remaining momentum was not weakened, and it was actually with the body of this yellow sheep and pierced into the belly of another yellow sheep, which was not the end, the sharp arrow tip came out through the body, pierced the hind legs of the third yellow sheep, and nailed to the stone ground.

Such an arrow shattered the sky!

Everyone applauded in unison, and Ulan Bari looked at him, with a flash of light in his eyes, and said: "My Anda, you are good, and you really deserve to be the number one warrior on the grassland." (To be continued.) )