After more than four months of trekking, from the early winter when we set off, it is now late spring. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info But this place is still very cold, the grassland is gone, they see more pine forests, so in the snow, you can still see a lot of green.

Xiao He and Li Twelve and his party finally saw the traces of people, not a large number of cattle and sheep and sturdy herdsmen as Xiao He imagined, nor did it imagine a prosperous and rich empire like the Great Jin Dynasty, this is just a small town, the houses are all made of wood, and the population can probably be one or two thousand, Li Twelve was originally worried about the language barrier, but fortunately, the people here speak very similar to the Xianbei people, Xiao He can barely understand some.

After two days of investigation and understanding, they learned that most of the residents are merchants or fishermen, herdsmen only account for a small part, and their clothing is more like the Central Plains people than the Xianbei people, but the clothes of the Central Plains people are handed over to the right side, and they are handed over to the left side, because of this reason, the left side once became synonymous with "barbarians". Most of them also wore robes, but the sleeves were cuffed, mostly leather, and the hem and the middle of the calf were shorter than the robes of the Central Plains.

The name of the town is "Amoswo", which means "near the river".

They bought an old servant in his fifties at the cost of a horse for a ride, not to serve him, of course, but to serve as a guide. What was surprising was that when he heard Xiao He speak, he immediately changed his tone, which was pure Xianbei language. Back in the makeshift tent outside the town, the man introduced himself: "People from my hometown, hello, my name is A Jackal, when I was seventeen years old, I fled to the west to escape the war, and after several tosses, I found this happy land called Linchuan, but I had no long things, so I had to sell myself into slavery, and the master also changed many times, and I came to you, about the twentieth family." ”

Xiao He asked, "Is this already the land of Great Hungary?" ”

This is the first time Xiao He has mentioned the country name of the "new khan". Li Twelve was sure at this moment that the information that Bai Mo told him was completely correct. The Huns may really be returning to the east.

A Jackal said: "Arrived, this is the western border of the Great Hungary, but don't look at the people here are wearing similar clothes as the Huns, except for the chief's family, there are few real Huns here, most of them are the same as me, they fled from the east, and the Huns went further west." From here to the capital city of Glorious Attila, there are still thousands of miles to go. ”

Hearing Jackal's words, everyone's hearts instantly cooled.

Thousands of miles away?

If the Huns really reconquered the Mobei steppe, and their empire would have become de facto two parts, with the Khan giving orders from one part, and the people in the other part at least four months to hear, how different would such an empire be paralyzed? Why would they do it?

The jackal changed his words: "You also fled from the east, right?" Did those damn Central Plains people go north again? Alas, I see that there are quite a lot of you, and you all have guys, and you should be able to mix a little better than me, but when you get here, you must not be arrogant, the leader of this town and his family are all crazy, I don't think they are human at all. ”

Xiao He was puzzled: "How do you say it?" ”

"Have you ever seen someone who can kill dozens of people in a siege by himself?"

Xiao He secretly said: I've really seen it.

Li Twelve also smiled.

So, the leader of this town is still a master?

Xiao He asked again: "Are all the Huns like this?" ”

A hint of horror appeared on the jackal's face: "I've seen everything like this anyway...... They, one by one, are a little abnormal. ”

"We won't stay here for long, and to tell you the truth, we're not ordinary people, and we're not fleeing. We are the messengers who came from the east to pay tribute to the Great Khan. ”

"Oh, I see, it's still a big shot." A jackal said respectfully: "The villain greets the messenger." However, you don't want to take me with you to meet Shan Yu, do you? ”

"Shan Yu?" Xiao He didn't know much about this title.

Instead, Li Twelve explained to Xiao He: "Just because of the title of their khan, just like our khan calls king." ”

Xiao He nodded to Li Twelve, he no longer had the slightest arrogance towards this person.

"Exactly."

"But why didn't I see what treasures you were carrying?" The jackal licked her lips, and there was a little greed in her eyes.

Li Twelve pointed at himself, and then pointed at Tuoba Qiuyan: "Me and her are tributes." ”

A jackal smiled: "Little old man didn't hear it wrong, right? Are you two worth a lot? ”

Xiao He pursed his lips: "A hero from the Central Plains, and the daughter of a small leader, is it worth anything?" It's not something you can ask. ”

"Well, my body is not very good, you exchanged a good horse for me, and it is not my responsibility to lose a lot of money and die on the way."

Li Twelve groaned: "Let me ask you again, are the Huns all masters?" ”

A Jackal said: "You go to the leader of this town or any of his family members to try and know." It is said that our Xianbei Department has produced a heroic figure, known as the first master of the grassland, what is called Dugu Kuai, he arrived here, Shan Yu only sent one of his young generals, and beat him so that he couldn't get out of bed for three days. ”

Li Twelve and Xiao He glanced at each other.

There was a hint of excitement in the eyes of both men, but there was a difference. The latter is like a dog who suddenly learns that his new owner is several orders of magnitude better than the original owner, and the former is a little eager to try.

Tuoba Qiuyan muttered worriedly: "Lang Jun......"

Li XII did not reply.

Xiao He said angrily: "Early tomorrow morning, when the sun comes out, let's continue to set off." And before the sun comes out, Li Twelve, I will allow you to move freely, but don't bother us. ”

The jackal said blankly, "What are you talking about?" ”

Night.

Li Twelve walked alone on the road of the town, I don't know if there is also a curfew here, as soon as it gets dark, there is no longer a pedestrian on the street. The wind was cold and it was very cold.

The wooden houses are like giants hidden in the darkness in the night.

Li Twelve continued to walk forward.

In the center of the town is the residence of the "chief".

It didn't look like the official residence of a chieftain at all, nor like the big tent of the leader of the steppe, but more like a cottage of a bandit. The cottage was built entirely of wood, but it was built like a castle, and the outside was surrounded by a fence with sharpened wood on the top to prevent anyone from crossing it.

Li Twelve lightly jumped over the wall.

He entered the "cottage" and began to explore room by room. Most of the people living in these rooms were miscellaneous servants, and they knew at a glance that they were not big people, and some of them were women and children, and Li Twelve was not interested in them.

Li Twelve continued to explore, and finally found a strange wooden door on the third floor, this wooden door was inlaid with iron edges, I don't know if there was any illusion, Li Twelve always felt that there was a cold air coming from the crack in the door.

Suddenly, there was an obscure word from inside.

“！ @#！ @#！ #！ #！！！ ￥%#￥……”

Li Twelve didn't hear a word clearly, he spoke too fast, and there were some strange syllables that Li Twelve thought he couldn't imitate.

Li Twelve pushed open the wooden door without hesitation.

The chill I just felt was not an illusion!

This wooden door turned out to be an ice cellar! It was filled with large and small ice cubes, all polished into the shape of bricks. Even the floor was covered with a layer of ice. Inside, a middle-aged man in a sheepskin coat was striking a block of ice about a man tall with his fist.

Sure enough, it's a madman!

What is the significance of the cold for strength training?

When the man heard someone coming, he glanced back, a look of surprise in his eyes.

He spoke again, and something even stranger appeared, what he said Li Twelve could understand, it was actually the language of the Central Plains! It just sounds older.

"Jun is in my hometown, trekking here, why do you want to come?"

Li Twelve replied: "Come as a tribute." ”

The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows: "What do you want to pay tribute to the Son of Heaven?" ”

"Me too."

The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows and said, "Strong man! The Son of Heaven is thirsty for talent, and the strong man will have a grand plan when he comes. ”

"I want to compete with you."

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "You have this wish, how dare I disobey it?" Come to thought! ”

The tone of this middle-aged man is even more quaint than that of the most ancient scholars in the Central Plains. But in terms of pronunciation, there is still some obscurity, he can understand the middle-aged man's words, but the pronunciation of the words he says is only roughly like the Central Plains, in fact, a word spits out more syllables, more like a word, but Li Twelve can understand what he said.

Li Twelve felt a trace of unreality, the unreality of common sense subversion.

He understood, the barbarian leader was calling him "Go! But now Li Twelve has lost most of his fighting spirit, and he wants to ask this middle-aged man more questions.

"Do you understand what I'm talking about?"

The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows, revealing a look of puzzlement.

Li Twelve sighed and said, "The king is the Son of Heaven, but he cares alone? ”

The middle-aged man said: "Yes." Zen in the sky. Hence this number. Hometown people, the lord of my hometown who is now stealing the country, what is the name? ”

"Where is Junxiang?"

"Ghost side."

“……”

Li Twelve was silent for a moment, and said with a wry smile: "I haven't heard of it." ”

The middle-aged man said abruptly: "It has been destroyed by Emperor Yu." Yu Fang stole the country of the Seven Emperors, abandoned Zen law, and called the Son of Heaven. The true successor of the Seven Emperors is in my country, that is, my Son of Heaven. ”

Li Twelve was stunned.

Could it be that he was the heir of the first princes who disobeyed discipline during the Former Yu Dynasty?

The ancient things, Li Twelve knew a little.

During the period of the Seven Emperors, the new emperor was elected by Zen law. When the Yu Dynasty was established, only then did the father die and the son succeeded, and only then did the so-called patriarchal system exist.

"The Yu clan has also perished. Nothing in the world can last long. ”

The middle-aged man responded: "Only the destiny of heaven is long." Oh, although we have turned into barbarism, we will eventually have the destiny to continue, and we will not be sad. The witch language I speak is little known to the people, and it is sad. Now that we have returned to our homeland, we can also return to summer, and we will be happy and sad. ”

Li Twelve looked at his face, his head buzzing.

Their purpose is by no means to unify the steppe!

They are determined to be in the Central Plains!

"What's your name?"

The middle-aged man replied, "Su Wu." Although it is inherited by blood, the destiny of heaven has returned. ”

Su Wu ......

It's a pretty good name.

It's completely different from Li Twelve's imagination.

In the future, when this Shan Yuzhen began to conquer the Central Plains, he would not find this name in any records of the Central Plains, but his other name, which was more in line with the imagination of Li Twelve's heart, would become a nightmare for the people of the Central Plains.

Li Twelve drew his sword.

The middle-aged man also smiled and drew his sword.

The sword in Li Twelve's hand was very long, and the sword in the middle-aged man's hand was very short. But the shape is similar, all have eight sides, and the sword body of the sword held by the middle-aged man is still engraved with delicate and complex lines.

The Great War is on the verge of breaking out.

The two rushed to one place.

Twin sword strikes.

Both of them instantly determined that the other party was a master who could fight.

Li Twelve's fighting spirit is very weak.

Middle-aged people have a strong fighting spirit.

But middle-aged people don't fight to win.

The conversation just now turned Li Twelve's mind upside down, but it made the middle-aged people mistakenly think that the "tribute with one's body" that Li Twelve said was taking the initiative to vote for the master, so there was some hint of a little bit in his hand.

Li Twelve hated this feeling.

Being tapped by others sometimes means that you are incompetent.

After two moments of fighting, Li Twelve's fighting spirit recovered, and he shouted: "Cut the scales!" ”

The shadow of the sword is as thin as a cicada's wings.

The middle-aged man's eyes widened.

He stopped abruptly.

He neither resisted nor fled, but suddenly fell to his knees, but this action had the same effect as escaping, and Li Twelve's scales did not hit him.

The middle-aged man knelt on the ground with tears in his eyes.

He said, "Dragon Slaying Technique! Mandate of Heaven! Mandate of Heaven! Mandate of Heaven! ”

Three calls for destiny.

This feeling made Li Twelve feel a little crazy.

He's really a madman!

Li Twelve covered his head and said, "What is the Dragon Slaying Technique?" ”

The middle-aged man replied: "Cutting scales and cramps, disemboweling and taking pearls, this is called the five skills of dragon slaying, each of which is compared with the five mandates of water, wood, earth, fire and gold, all five are complete, and the mandate of heaven is sufficient, then the king is also!" ”

He even literally shed tears, almost freezing when they hit his beard.

Li Twelve shouted: "This is clearly a golden treasure basket!" It's not a dragon-slaying technique! ”

Li Twelve shook his head and escaped from this strange ice cellar, from this person who made him subvert common sense.

What the hell is going on?!

Water, wood, earth, fire, gold?

Five skills of dragon slaying?

If the middle-aged man is just talking nonsense, he is like (to be continued.) )