Chapter 142: Li Twelve's Journey to the West (5)

Xiao He walked out of the tent and asked with some concern, "How is it, did you win or lose?" No one is chasing them, is there? ā€

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Xiao He breathed a sigh of relief, no matter why he had this expression, at least it was not bad news, the road still had to continue, Xiao He no longer knew how he survived, and now that he had reached the border of the new Khan's territory, he could no longer give up halfway. Now Xiao He has almost forgotten his original intention of coming here, he just wants to "get there" now, no matter what will happen after he arrives, Xiao He thought of this, and smiled self-deprecatingly, when did he become a pathfinder?

At dawn on the second day, everyone set out on the journey again.

It's been a long and boring journey.

They found four or five villages and towns one after another, which were far apart, large and small, but the Linchuan Town they had passed through before was already one of the largest among these villages and towns, and some of the smaller towns looked like they were only inhabited by one or two hundred people. These people have wooden expressions and lifeless faces, but what is surprising is that their appearance is different from the Central Plains Xianbei people, etc., and they are not like the Huns, they have turquoise eyes, black hair, and a high nose bridge and deep eye sockets. They never had much power, and they were previously nomadic herders who had no permanent residence, but they were forced to settle down by the Huns. The Xiongnu demarcated small pastoral areas for them, that is, around villages and towns, which explains why these villages and towns were sparsely distributed.

The wider area between the villages and towns is the communal pastoral area, but now only some nobles can graze their cattle in these areas, and ordinary herders will be expelled when they come here.

Xiao He also became a little lost.

This is the territory of the new Khan?

What about the abundance of good aquatic plants?

Although this place can barely be called a grassland, in Xiao He's eyes, this is just a bitter cold land. The people who live here must have more work hard than in the south and north of the desert.

Is it that among these poorer people, there is a new khan that even the Dugu general can't compare?

He told Jackal about his doubts, and Jackal explained to Xiao He: "This is still a peripheral area, and the further east you go, the richer it becomes. ā€

Although Xiao He didn't have full faith, he still picked up some confidence.

Li Twelve became more and more silent along the way.

Tuoba Qiuyan asked Li Twelve many times why he became like this, and Li Twelve's answer was that he didn't know it himself. Perhaps this boundless place not only did not open his mind, but instead inspired a deep sense of loneliness in his heart. And the conversation with the leader of Linchuan that day made him doubt a lot of what he knew before, and this journey will be accompanied by the dismantling and reorganization of Li Twelve's worldview.

Half a month later, they finally saw a town bigger than Linchuan. It has a population of about 5,000 people, and its name is Moss, and according to Jackal, it existed as a temporary Shan Yuting a long, long time ago when the Huns began to conquer this land.

People who walk a certain distance often suddenly retreat when they are close to success. Now Xiao He has a little bit of this meaning, and after walking for so long, what he has seen is still this kind of broken place, and it is better than this place to find a small town at the border of the Heavenly Empire, and it is still the same Shan Yuting as before?

That fabled place of abundance is so unbearable?

The inhabitants here are not Tahr again.

According to the jackals, they call themselves Slavo.

They had pale blonde hair and green and blue eyes, and they looked much better in appearance, but their skin was as white as lime, and they looked unhealthy like the defeated Persian army they had encountered a long time ago. And these people are not too tall, most of the men are a head shorter than Li Twelve, and although the faces of the Persian defeated army are not very healthy, they are all tall, at least it proves that the environment in which they grew up is still good. And the people here don't seem to be doing well all along.

Xiao He muttered, "Do you still want to go forward?" ā€

I don't know if I was asking for the opinions of Li Twelve and others, or if I was asking myself.

The men who guarded them never expressed their thoughts, in fact, their ideas were very simple, just follow the master, they didn't want to think about too complicated issues, and they didn't have the habit of making decisions.

Li Twelve said firmly: "Go." We've all been here, and we can't go back to anything. ā€

Xiao He's expression was absent-minded: "Maybe I'm too eager for quick success, maybe I should bring more people, it's better to bring a woman over, and then go to a few more tribes to collect a little more." ā€

"Why, don't you have confidence in the value of the two of us?"

"A little. I thought that you, as a heroic man from the Central Plains, should be able to please the Khan. Tuoba autumn geese are beautiful, and they should be able to do it. But, now that she's messed up with you, you're a real cow, and I can't control you, so this woman is useless. What about you, you didn't even beat a town mayor last time, can the Khan look down on you, two said. ā€

Li Twelve smiled: "You did lose, but believe it or not, if you annoy me......"

Xiao He turned his head, looked at Li Twelve's eyes, and mocked: "Are you Central Plains people so violent, you want to kill people if you don't agree with each other?" Who is a barbarian? ā€

Li Twelve pointed to the pedestrians in this town: "Do you think they are?" ā€

Xiao He suddenly smiled: "They are, and so are they to us." What is the difference between such a person and a savage? In addition to living in a house. ā€

"What you think of them, we Central Plains people will look at you."

Xiao He said: "I'm a little convinced." Whether you are a savage or a civilized person, the key depends on whether you live well or not. ā€

"Look how you understand those two words."

Li Twelve said, clamped the horse's belly between his legs, and began to continue walking.

They were now impatient and had almost entered a state of rapid march.

Another month passed.

They saw it...... Walls!

At this moment, Xiao He almost howled excitedly!

The city wall, that's the city wall!

A sign of civilization!

No more broken wood fences!

A jackal also screamed: "Shan Yuting! We're at Shan Yuting! ā€

"What?!"

The little surprise that had just appeared was wiped out in an instant.

It is indeed a walled place that looks like a city.

However, Shan Yuting ??!

The gap with the imagination is still too big.

If they were herdsmen, Shan Yuting would have been a large tent adorned with gold, built on the most fertile grasslands, surrounded by countless guards, cattle and sheep. If they are settled people, even if Shan Yuting is not as good as Fengjing, he should be compared to Handan. However, here, no matter how you look at it, it looks like an ordinary county town in the Central Plains, except for their architectural style.

And their walls.

The strangest thing is that this wall is only enclosed by palaces...... Or rather, a castle.

All the inhabitants lived outside the city walls.

Xiao He has given up his unrealistic expectations.

When you arrive, let's get to work.

"Let's go, go and pay homage to the new Khan."

Xiao He gave an order, and everyone walked towards the high castle in the middle.

A jackal said with a strange expression: "Are you going to see Shan Yu?" ā€

Xiao He said affirmatively: "Yes." ā€

"Then you're in the wrong place." Ah Jackal pursed his lips, "Although I haven't been to Shan Yuting, I know that Shan Yu doesn't live in that castle. You follow me. ā€

Xiao He hesitated for a moment and ordered: "Follow him!" ā€

The people rode their horses and began their journey north. It didn't go far, but it also deviated from the city.

They came to the outskirts of Shan Yuting.

"It should be around here, yes, let's split up and find a tent."

Li Twelve glanced at the jackal: "You don't want to run, do you?" ā€

"How is that possible! You can send men to watch over me, I need a master, and I can't live without him. ā€

Xiao He said coldly: "I'll take care of you personally." Warriors, go your separate and do as he says, find the tent! After an hour, we will meet here again! ā€

"No!"

The servants obeyed their promises and scattered on horseback.

The rest stayed where they were.

Only a quarter of an hour passed.

Then one of the servants came back and said, "White Deer Messenger, I have found a tent, but ...... Probably not the Great Tent of the New Khan. ā€

"Less nonsense, tell us where we are."

"All the way to the northwest, it only takes a few moments."

"You're on the spot to pick up those who haven't come back yet, let's go first."

After Xiao He finished speaking, he said to Li Twelve again: "Have you thought about how to please Khan?" ā€

Li Twelve said: "Since he is a master, he must be happy to learn from him." ā€

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ You'd better take a different approach. Forget it, let's go, I'll admit what the result will be when the time comes. ā€

Xiao He's tone was a little sluggish.

Li Twelve returned to his state of excitement.

The people followed what the congratulatory said, and looked to the northwest, and sure enough, they had not walked long before they saw a tent. Xiao He understood why the servant said that this tent might not be Shan Yu's residence. Because it was so small, it looked like it could only live for two or three people, smaller than the tent of Tuoba, and not even as small as the herdsmen who had a little wealth.

A jackal said excitedly: "It must be this!" It is rumored that Lord Shan Yu has been living in a small tent in the north of Shan Yuting, and the ministers will come here to pay their respects if they can't make a decision. ā€

Xiao He blurted out: "He shouldn't be under house arrest here......

"No way, just the greatest man in the land! No one would dare to do that. ā€

"Forget it, let's go."

Xiao He was no longer interested. He just wanted to hurry up and get out of here. The previous ambitions are gone.

Li Twelve's interest is getting stronger and stronger.

Shan Yu's style here is very similar to those grotesque wise men in the Central Plains, and with the previous communication with the leader of Linchuan, he has completely determined that Shan Yu here is by no means the illiterate barbarian he imagined.

Li Twelve asked: "Jackal, what you just said about Da Yi Shan Yu, Da Yi, is it the name of Shan Yu now?" ā€

The jackal replied, "No, the living have no name, and the dead do." Da is also the name of the previous generation of Shan Yu, which seems to mean second or wisdom. ā€

Li Twelve secretly thought: What is the name 'Su Wu'?

They have gone to the tent.

Xiao He walked over, knelt down on one knee outside the tent, and said in a loud voice: "With the will of heaven and the great khan in the power of heaven, please accept the visit of Xiao He, the messenger of the white deer." ā€

There was no movement.

Xiao He repeated what he had just said, but there was still no movement.

Finally, Xiao He pretended to be brave and opened the tent by himself.

Except for a rudimentary sheet made of sheepskin.

Nothing.

"Jackal !!"

"The minions are here!"

Xiao He had blue tendons on his forehead, rushed to the jackal, and lifted the jackal's clothes with one hand.

"I'm going to kill you!!"

Xiao He felt a deep anger that had been tricked by someone who had worked so hard to get here. This anger brought together almost all the depression he had been going through all the way into one place, and he was ready to explode at this point.

He couldn't help but say, and the place he was holding in his hand changed from the jackal's clothes to the jackal's throat.

The jackal's eyes suddenly bulged, and his old hair, which had already turned gray, trembled.

At this moment, a shout was suddenly heard in the distance.

"Huh!"

Xiao He let go of his hand, and Ah Jackal fell to the ground and inhaled heavily.

On a low hill, a man dressed in white and a white horse was looking at them condescendingly.

ā€œļ¼ #@! #! @!! ā€

He spoke a whole bunch of strange languages.

"What did he say!" Xiao He was still angry.

The jackal translated: "He said...... What are we doing......"

"Tell him that we are messengers from the east, and that we have come to meet the new Great Khan!"

The jackal shouted to the man from afar.

The man replied.

Xiao He asked, "What did he say?" ā€

The jackal trembled and said, "He said...... He is...... What we want to see, Shan Yu! ā€

"There will be no fraud......

Xiao He raised his head and looked at the man in white and white horse.

He was already riding his horse this way, and his face was getting clearer and clearer.

It was a middle-aged man who was quite good-looking, probably not yet fifty years old, with his eyebrows stretched and his face smiling, and he didn't feel much majesty and murderous aura. )