Summer is approaching, and only in this season will there be three hours of sunshine on the green ridge, so that Altai can see the snow lotus in the snow cave on the top of the mountain. This kind of thing called 'Snow Lotus' was originally not very valuable, but since some Chinese people came to the east of the Green Ridge, it has become a treasure with a rising value, and now even the heads of various ethnic groups in the city area will spend a lot of money to buy such things, and then use them to curry favor with the heads of the Chinese people; It is said that he was a young man with a strange name called Baizi, and now he has changed his name to 'Xijun'.

Altai took his highland hound and stepped foot deep and shallow foot on this mountain range full of legends and 'miracles', humming a little song of the Cypriots, happy like a silly boy who had just married a beautiful daughter-in-law.

He was born and raised in the Green Mountains, not the kind of Scythians who migrated from Europe, and according to the legend of the clan, their ancestor was Emperor Yan! It is said that he is also a little related to the Workers' Communist Party who hit his head in myths and legends, and his background is very noble. Other races call this place 'Snow Mountain', 'Mountain of the Gods' and 'Green Ridge', but he and his people love to call it 'Buzhou Mountain', and only the mythical Buzhou Mountain is the hometown where he was born and raised.

There are only a thousand people like Altai who live near the Green Ridge, but everyone is as proud as a nobleman like him; They live in the Pamirs, all of them are as good as cows, and they are also the geographers here, and they can know where the cunning snow fox is hiding when they smell the wind blowing on the snowy mountains; However, the Western Regions are too poor, and coins made of shells are still in use here, and many tribes are still bartering with each other. People like Altai, who beg for a living in the mountains all year round, are even poorer. I still remember the day he got married. The bride's wedding dress is made of new sheepskin only on the front of the breast, and the rest of the place is patched on top of each other

Now it's different, the West doesn't shine and the East is red, and Daqin has built the West Monarch City. Even Altai's ears were filled with Bai Dong's name, and he had an indescribable gratitude to this Western Monarch of the Great Qin Kingdom, and every day he fantasized about meeting this great benefactor, and then entertaining each other with the sour wine and fresh snow fox meat that he had treasured for ten years, and giving his bow and arrows to the benefactor. This is the highest etiquette for the people of Buzhou Mountain.

Minority brothers are the most simple and unpretentious, when the Qin people first entered the Western Regions, the entire Western Regions had the greatest vigilance, although Altai is not a Scythian race, but also full of vigilance and vigilance against these outsiders, these Chinese people are really fierce, even the king of Sai Chong, who has been rampant in the city for many years, has his head cut off, God knows if they will come to snatch their snow fox skin?

However, it soon became clear to the people of the Western Regions that the Chinese were not enemies, but true friends, and that they brought not only books and civilization. He also taught the people of the Western Regions to raise sheep for free and recycled wool at a high price, and the women of Altai even moved to the bottom of Buzhou Mountain because of this. She also raised more than a dozen sheep in captivity, and the money from the sale of wool alone every year was enough to cover a year's hard work in Altai, and her son and daughter had new clothes to wear, endless goat milk to drink, and endless mutton to eat. Isn't it just a matter of worrying about food and clothing? Now Altai goes up the mountain to pick snow lotus and fight foxes is no longer forced to survive, but more to maintain the man's status in the family and by the way, his woman once smiled and said, even if he does not go to the snow mountain to work hard at home, there is no shortage of food and clothing, which is thanks to the Chinese people, thanks to the white son

Oh, by the way, the Chinese who bought the wool said yesterday when he was drinking sour wine at his house, this Baizi is a great person, and now he has been named the Western Monarch by the Qin State, Altai doesn't understand what kind of place the Qin State is, it is estimated that it is a snow-capped mountain bigger than Buzhou Mountain, right? I don't even know what Xijun is, is it that if you do Xijun, you don't have to go up the mountain every day to pick snow lotus and fight foxes, and even the bows and arrows you use are made of gold? However, he was still happy for Bai Dong, and his benefactor had benefited, as if he had received it himself.

As soon as the mood was good, even the hunting became smooth, and the Altai cat waited in the snow cave for less than half an hour, when he saw a snow fox probing his head four or five feet away; He quickly shot an arrow, and shot into the right eye of the snow fox with great accuracy, without hurting the slightest fur, grabbed the snow fox and looked at it, it was really a good fur, blowing it down in one breath, it was a round vortex, and this kind of fur would be a good price if it was sold to a Chinese merchant.

It seems that today will be full of food, there is no shortage of food and clothing at home, this snow fox skin will not be sold, go back to make a leather robe for the woman Thinking of his wife wearing a snow fox fur robe, Altai happily even became brisk, facing the afternoon sun, and unconsciously walked to the west side of the green ridge. At this time, the sun will turn to the west, and the snow fox likes to bask in the sun the most, and if you are lucky, you may be able to hit a few today, and let the woman see that the money he earns from the snow fox may not be much worse than raising sheep

"The scorching sun is the glory of the ancestors, the descendants of the gods, chase, what is that!"

Altai, who was humming a little song, had just climbed the highest snowy ridge in the west, and inadvertently glanced down the ridge, and immediately shuddered and hurriedly closed his mouth, and then his body was like the most cunning snow fox, and he burrowed into the thick snow at an incredible speed. Hunters who hunt snow foxes and snow leopards in Buzhou Mountain all year round wear sheepskin robes, lying in the snow like a naturally formed snow bag, even if someone walks within ten feet of him, he will not be found.

"There are so many of them in the devil's army!"

Even the green mountains that are about to enter summer are constantly snowing and raining, and sometimes a gust of wind can bring up snowfall; Not long after Altai hid in the snow, the sky became dark, and the palm-sized falling snow quickly buried him under the snow, revealing only a pair of eyes, staring at this huge army from the west!

Looking west from the location where Altai is located, at the foot of the green ridge is the lush green grassland and the lake water purer than the blue sky, beautiful as if it is the country of the gods, in the past, Altai's favorite thing is to sit on the snow-covered peak and drink the sour wine warmed by the body temperature to look down on this beautiful land, all around is quiet, the land created by the god of heaven seems to belong to him alone.

But at this moment there were countless outsiders, he only blinked a few eyes, and countless black figures emerged from under the western horizon, and it didn't take long to cover the whole land, and their number was more than the sheep of the Cypriots, and they quickly filled the valleys and grasslands below, and even washed the dirty buttocks of the war horses in the clear lake water given by the gods, and then, like swarms of ants, began to climb the Buzhou Mountain, Altai saw the horror in his heart, and these outsiders reminded him of the legend of his ancestors - 'Today, in a few years, The army of terror descended from the west, and the day when the mountains were covered, fire and blood would flood the beautiful grassland, and darkness would cover the grassland. My sons and grandsons, you must not forget that when the messenger of the god of light, Akaa, appears, the steppe will usher in the dawn and unite with him as with his ancestors."

"Where are you, O messenger of the god of light, Aka'ari?"

Altai clenched his fists hidden in the snow, his lips were bitten white by himself, there were more and more soldiers of the Terror Legion, they completely covered the land as far as the eye could see, even the pure sacred mountain began to be polluted by them, if they climbed over the sacred mountain, what would happen to the clansmen at the foot of the eastern mountain? What about their own women and children? Altai slowly retreated in the snow, and when he was sure that it was safe, he quickly jumped up, turned around and ran down the ridge. He had to inform his people as soon as he could see that an untold army of terrorists was coming, and they must flee at once, taking our sheep with them.

"Bang!"

Altai just jumped out of the snow, only five or six steps, then saw a figure flashing in front of him, the wind blowing, he is an old hunter for many years, even if he encounters a sudden attack of the snow leopard, he can successfully dodge, but he can't avoid this person's blow, only to feel a sharp pain in his ears, his eyes are dark, he fainted, followed by a flash of sword light, his plateau hound was also cut off by a sword.

The attacker of Altai appeared, but it was a man in a leather jacket that covered his face with a thick sheepskin jacket and sheepskin scarf, and only a cold light could be seen in his eyes, as if full of hatred.

Several sheepskin men who followed him drew their swords to kill Altai, but were stopped by the man: "He's just an ordinary Cypriot hunter, there's no need to take his life." I've learned a lot from that guy these days, and I've come to understand that being generous is sometimes more important than being a sword. Leave him alive, don't forget that this is the Buzhou Divine Mountain, and don't forget that he is also a person who believes in the God of Light. ”

"Stay generous? King Yiqu doesn't need to have mercy on a lowly hunter, king, you have changed a lot. ”

"Without loyal people, the king is just a boat in the stormy seas, and that man has a very reasonable point, 'Water can carry a boat, but it can also overturn a boat' If my brother had understood this truth, we would not have been so badly defeated. Yes, I'm changing, but why should I reject it? It will make me stronger. Wu Laogu, study, you should understand the importance of learning, and you should learn the 'thinking' founded by that person, if you can master a little dialectic, it will be even better."

The mysterious man chuckled, raised his eyes to see the Persian army that had marched to the mountainside, and nodded slightly, "Alibaba finally didn't disappoint me. Let's go and meet this old friend, who needs our help, just as we need his army of terrors. (To be continued......)