Chapter 54: Strife on the Prairie
It is also considered that Zhao Slip is a little back, and now that there are disputes on the grassland, he just changed into grassland clothes, but fortunately, there is Yan Mika, a pot of good wine is delivered, and Massim calmly accepts the fact that Zhao Slip is a Xia person, and accepts their request to help find the Tatamuk king. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
The sons of the grassland only admired the warriors, and the narrow and slightly curved Tang knife showed the extraordinary strength of the caravan guards. The bloody battle of Wuyang was not only known to Zhuxia, but also to the grassland people in Saibei, who knew that there was a strong resistance to the Tiger Army in Huaxia, and their iconic weapon was the Tang knife.
"My distant friends, if you help us find our king, I promise you will be the most honored guests of the Tatam tribe."
Masim is more or less a hundred chiefs, and the experience of going south to fight the grass valley several times has allowed him to speak some Zhuxia dialect that is not fluent.
The soldiers of the Protector looked disdainful, they knew what Hu generals would speak the Zhuxia language during the Huxia War for many years. Not only did Masim have many Xia lives in his hands, but the racial strife made the soldiers very resistant to this mission.
"Of course, my friend, my master ordered me to come to the grassland, just to be friends with you warriors, and friends should help each other."
Zhao Hua quickly blended in, wearing a sheepskin jacket and wholesale left, without looking at his white face, he really thought he was a prairie man.
The first element of a spy is camouflage, in short, what song is sung on what mountain. At the meeting of the core generals of the Gushan Army, Zhao Zheng once said: There are no eternal enemies, no eternal friends, only eternal interests.
"Vasika, I'm afraid of Sana'a."
Zhao Hua frowned, and looked at Masim's gaze in the heavy snow, and the black dots were very conspicuous against the background of the white sky and the earth.
A big man with a beard, his clothes are torn, and he has a few rare Xia clothes. He was on a horse, and the blood kept dripping on the ground, blooming blood lotuses.
"My lord, I'm here to save you." (For the convenience of expression, the unified use of Chinese)
This roar didn't matter, Tatamuk looked up with difficulty, and the dozens of people behind him were even more eager to kill him. A black-armored soldier raised his hand on the horse's butt is a knife, using this extreme way to boost horsepower.
"Massim, help me!"
Tatamuk didn't expect the transformation to be so fast, and in the blink of an eye, he was desperate, but the people of the Jerubu wanted to force themselves to do so.
The war horse under the crotch was already scarred, and the Tatamuk was exhausted, and he was urged by his master, and he had the intention to speed up and was helpless, and fell to the ground.
But just dodging a knife, the black-armored man reined in the horse, and turned around to come again.
"Whoosh"
A crossbow arrow flew in, he covered his wound and looked at the archer, Zhao Hua held the crossbow and did not put it down, he and the man made eye contact, revealing a trace of killing intent.
"You're a Xia man," the Yelu black-armored man spat out his last words.
"Masim, kill them all", Tatamuk barely looked up with a hint of resentment.
Before Masim and the others could make a move, Zhao Hua had already commanded all the soldiers to surround him. The trembling sound of the crossbow was constantly resounding, each sound heralding the death of a Yelu warrior.
Dozens of Yelu warriors, in less than a quarter of an hour, not even in close combat, have been unilaterally harvested by the guards led by Zhao Hua.
This is the advantage and disadvantage of the weapon, in the heavy snow to shoot the bow and arrow at all, you can't open your eyes at all, but the light machine crossbow only needs to know the general direction, and can operate it with one hand.
Tatamuk, who had escaped death, was shocked by the crossbow in the hands of Zhao Hua and the others, and asked in shock: "These brave warriors are from that tribe, why did they come to help us?" ”
Massim also swallowed, thinking that if he had been greedy for a while, he would have made a move, although he had a thousand people, but the powerful bow and crossbow could also break his teeth, but fortunately he didn't do it.
"Back to the king, they are Xia warriors from the Central Plains, and they are doing business with us on the orders of their masters."
Seeing Zhao Hua coming, Massim happily stepped forward and put his arm around his shoulders and said, "This is Brother Zhao Hua, a friend of our grassland people." Zhao Hua also saluted respectfully to Tatamuk.
The tribes of the steppe rarely had a racial concept, because their internal strife never ended, and the Tatamuk liked warriors the most, and Zhao Hua had such courtesy. happily stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, then took off a bone chain from his neck and put it on Zhao Slip.
Although he didn't know what it meant, but looking at the envious appearance of Masim and the others, he also knew the honor it represented, Zhao Hua put on the necklace and learned to salute the grassland people: "Dear Tatamuk King, on behalf of my master, I have come thousands of miles to the grassland to send beautiful cloth and delicious spices to my grassland brothers. ”
In the Tatam tribal camp, in the most central tent, Zhao Hua sat next to the Tatamuk, nibbling on the leg of mutton and drinking mare's milk wine, like a steppe man.
"Roast the fattest sheep and pour the strongest wine, and today I will thank my Xia brother for killing the vile Jeru, so that I can sit here and enjoy the food of the gods."
"Zhao Hua'an replied, drink this cup full."
Tatamuk learned the etiquette of Zhuxia and toasted to Zhao Hua. The latter smiled and drank a full drink, but after drinking, he pretended not to have any intention and asked, "King Tatamuk, I heard that the Yelu tribe is the chief leader of the Linhu tribe, why are you attacked by them?" ”
"Hmph, it's not Yelu Lone Wolf and his brother Yelu Guo who tried in vain to assassinate the great Demon Chochi Khan. Afterwards, they also coerced my Tatamu tribe to rebel against them, and I sent troops to attack them if I didn't agree to them. ”
"I see, the seemingly calm Saibei is actually surging", this will be a news that shocks the world, Zhao Hua has secretly calculated in his heart how much he can profit here.
was about to ask downwards, but Tatamuk's strange eyes looked at him, Zhao Hua's heart was not good, and it turned out that the rough and loyal steppe people were so deep.
"Dear King Tatamuk, thank you for your hospitality to me, and as a sign of my respect for you, please accept my gift."
Outside the tent, two guards walked out, one holding a Tang knife inlaid with gems, and the other holding a cloud-patterned tight-fitting regular robe.
Tatamuk's eyes were stunned, staring at the Tang knife. After the Battle of Wuyang, the Tiger Army captured some and brought them back to the grassland, and after the Khan was praised, the remaining Tang swords were looted, and most of them fell into the hands of the Hindu in Xingdu City.
Among those who didn't grab it, there were many high-level magnates, and they soon found out that Tang Dao could only be bought in Yan Guoyi County. The Zhuojun Guards are also equipped with some, but they are all second-class, far from being as powerful as the best Tang knives with their own lines.
Since ancient times, the heroes love the treasure knife, although the Tatamuk is not the enemy of the battlefield, but after years of hard life in the nomadic steppe, it is stronger than those Hindu gentlemen. But even so, he asked for thousands of cattle and sheep, and none of them were willing to change hands.
Now that the coveted sword was in front of him, Tatamuk hurriedly stepped forward to grab it, for fear that Zhao Hua would regret it. The natural lines on the blade show that it is extraordinary, and the gold-encrusted bracers on the scabbard make it even more noble.
"I didn't expect this knife to be so easy to use after being packaged by the lord, see this barbarian smile from ear to ear", Zhao Hua smiled secretly in his heart, this quality of the knife can only be regarded as grade B, and when it encounters an ordinary sword, it will naturally sharpen iron like clay. However, if you fight against the sword on your waist, within ten blows, this knife will break.
"Don't worry, don't worry, look at this outfit again, it matches this knife perfectly, you might as well try it on."
Tatamuk responded immediately, and then in Zhao Slip's surprise, he took off his sheepskin pants in front of everyone, and the indecent object in his furry thigh shook to himself.
What made him even more speechless was that after stripping naked, Tatamuk actually competed with his shirt, and he had never seen the buttons, so he put it on his neck upside down.
Zhao Slip couldn't bear to look directly at the indecent thing, and quickly helped him unbutton it and turn it on, a white linen shirt, with a black coat, in Zhao Slip's expectation, Tatamuk finally put on his pants, but the indecent thing actually swelled in the friction, and the urge to make Zhao Slip a knife slashed.
After putting it on, Tatamuk hung the knife on his waist without a master, took a step forward and suddenly drew the knife, and the posture was really heroic. It's just that his face shows an unnatural expression, and he doesn't need to look to know whether he has a problem with the left or the right.
"Wang, in fact, there is a small accessory, I forgot to take it in a hurry just now, you will try it later."
Zhao slipped, and gave him a pair of underwear.
"Flutter"
Tatamuk grinned and showed his hairy legs again.