When Sima Shu was hiding in Luoyang City to enjoy the gentle township, another of his fierce rivals began to appear on the stage of history, which was Murong Tuyuhun, the ancestor of the Tuyuhun tribe. Another outstanding talent who came out of Murong Xianbei, with more than 1,700 tribes, he conquered the Northwest Zhuqiang and established the once powerful Tuyuhun Kingdom!

The early summer outside the plug is like a tapestry picture, and the scenery is extraordinarily charming.

The green grass is like an overwhelming blanket, covering the mountains and rivers, and the bright color is the lake and the sea. Wildflowers bloom in the boundless grasslands.

On the top of the high mountain in the distance, there is still snow on the top, like a kind old man, watching the creatures on the grassland. Herds of cattle, sheep, mules and horses roll on the grassland, making the vast and quiet grassland full of vitality and vitality.

It has been dozens of days since Murong Tuguhun took the tribesmen of the tribe and left Liaoxi. Tens of thousands of cattle, sheep and horses, driven by nearly 2,000 tribal men, marched to the distant and unfamiliar West.

The dolls were excited, for the first time in their lives, they were heading out into the unknowable. However, men and women are different, and it is difficult to leave their homeland. But the will of the khan is the destiny of heaven. It's hard to disobey your destiny. No matter how many difficulties and dangers lie ahead, you must follow Khan to break through.

The men were silent, and on the grassland, there was no longer a melodious and desolate pastoral song. In the felt bag, there was also a lack of the hearty laughter of the humble woman. Only the innocent smiles of the dolls bloom on the prairie.

Even Tuyan, who loves to sing the most, has no interest. He led the men, galloping incessantly, driving the horses forward.

Under the blue sky, white clouds drift. On the grassland, there are herds of sheep and horses. Where the wind blows, the grass waves roll.

Murong Tuguhun rode a big green horse and patrolled among the tribe's horses. His heart was filled with heavy thoughts, but his face was full of pride in the battle.

was originally a half-brother, but because of a quarrel, he had to leave Murong Xianbei and stay away from the sight of his second brother Murong Diao. My Murong family is a hero, no matter where he goes, he can break out of the world, and it is this pride that prompts him to move towards the west with indomitable progress.

At this time, Murong Diao, who was in the Murong tribe, saw that his brother was angry, and he really wanted to go away, thinking of the friendship between the two brothers when they were children, Murong Diao regretted it again. After his brother left, Murong Diao regretted it very much, thinking of the painful experience of the brothers ** outside, he felt that he should not drive away his brother for such a trivial matter as fighting for horses.

Later, he sent the elders of the clan and Changshi Qinalou to apologize to Tuyuhun.

"The Khan is up, greet the Khan on the seventh floor."

Several old ministers behind him also dismounted and kowtowed to Tuyuhun to say goodbye.

Tuyuhun bowed his head on the horse: "General Qinalou, as the long history of Xianbei Dashan Yu, you don't serve the Khan in the Great Thorn City, why did you come here?" What's the matter, are you chasing me? ”

Qinalou stood up: "Khan, you have misunderstood. Let the khan dismount, and the minister will speak for you in detail. ”

Tuyuhun got off his horse, "If you have anything to say, right?" My second brother sent you, right? ”

"Back to Khan, exactly."

"What? I'm gone, and I'm not at ease again? I don't owe him anything. I also lost money for the stallion that was bitten, and I gave him all the pasture that was given to me. What else does he want? ”

"Back to the Khan, the Great Khan doesn't want anything."

"That's strange, don't want anything, send so many people, want to fight?"

"Back to Khan, here's the thing. Since you left, the Great Khan regretted it. ”

Tuyuhun looked up to the sky and laughed: "He still regrets it? He's smiling crookedly, isn't he? There is no one to compete with him for the position of Shan Yu anymore, will he regret it? ”

Qi Nalou's face was painful, and he defended: "Khan, you really misunderstand the Great Khan. He really regretted it. In the past ten days, he has eaten and slept badly. The day before yesterday, a man ran to the grave of the first khan and cried for a day. ”

As he spoke, tears flowed from Qi's eyes.

Tu Gu Hun's face became solemn: "Seventh floor long history, what you said is true?" ”

The people around him also became heavy, and some of them even cried.

Tuyuhun nodded: "Qinalou, I understand what you said." However, there can't be two khans on the Great Thorny Grassland. Go back, go back and tell the Great Khan, I thank him for his memory. In the end, it's a brother, it's enough to think in my heart, and it doesn't have to be glued together. In the emperor's family, is it still rare for brothers to kill each other for the throne? When I'm gone, my second brother will be able to fall asleep. As the saying goes, the fragrance is far away, and the sac is close. Being together isn't necessarily a good thing. Walked away, and there was a relative walking around. I'll be thinking about you. Go back, all go back. ”

In the long air, a flock of geese flew by, leaving a burst of geese chirping.

Qinalou looked up at the wild geese in the distance, and sang a song sadly, the lyrics were desolate, the singing was tactful and sad, and people couldn't help but burst into tears when they heard it.

Tuyuhun asked: "Qinalou, what are you singing that made me cry again." ”

Qinalou said, "This is the song of Agan." ”

"The Song of Agan? Why haven't I heard of it? ”

"This is a song composed by the Great Khan himself, and the music composed is just to miss you, Khan."

Tuyuhun's heart was shocked. He didn't expect that his departure would touch Murong Diao so much. Thinking about his departure, it was indeed a bit of a hurry, and everyone's minds hadn't turned a corner yet. When his father Khan was dying, he told him to take good care of his younger brother. Although there is a grassland witch doctor divination who also has the life of the king, the words of divination are just a prophecy. You can't take it too seriously. Perhaps, his departure was said to make his younger brother feel at ease, but on the other hand, if there is anything in the future, who will persuade him? If he really did something out of the ordinary, wouldn't that hurt him? Thinking of this, he regretted it a little.

Tuyuhun was just about to say to Qi Nalou that he would not leave, but in a blink of an eye, he remembered his ambition again and saw his son Tuyan's gaze. The gaze was firm, but a little worried, he knew that his son was afraid that he would change his mind. If you don't go back, there will be difficulties.

After thinking about it for a while, Tuyuhun made up his mind, and he said, "Well, since the second brother is so sincere, I can't save his face." However, before I left, I swore to the gods that I would not turn back from my bow. If you go back, you will break your oath. Well, let's listen to God's will. ”

Qinalou asked puzzledly: "Providence?" ”

Tuyuhun nodded: "Providence." So, how many men did you bring? ”

Qinalou said: "The Great Khan said, 'If you go back, you will have a lot of baggage, and there will be many cattle, sheep and horses, so he will send two thousand men to help drive the horses." ”

Tuyuhun said, "Well, let your 2,000 men drive the horses back." If Providence does not let me go, the horse will follow you back. If providence had separated our brothers, the horses would have continued westward. ”

When the seventh floor heard this, he ordered the soldiers he brought to drive Ma Donggui back. Two thousand soldiers, all good at herding, scattered men and horses, put away their swords and guns, showed their horse poles, shouted and shouted, and the quiet grassland boiled.

Tuyuhun also ordered the men and women of the tribe to pack their bags, roll up the felt tents, put on the ox carts, and prepare to set off.

Tens of thousands of cattle and sheep, tens of thousands of herding horses, were driven towards the road they came. Qinalou and other old ministers, surrounded Tuyuhun, got on the war horse, and walked eastward.

Unbeknownst to him, just a few miles away, the horses heard the order, turned around together, raised their heads and screamed, and ran towards the west. At this moment, he was busy with Qi Nalou and his soldiers, blocking left and right, using his strength to eat, and finally encircled the horses, and walked eastward. After walking a few miles, the horses turned around and ran westward.

In this way, more than a dozen times in a row, more than 2,000 people were sleepy and tired, and everyone was exhausted. On the grass, lying down, like a corpse after the war.

Seeing the red and the west, the sunset emitted ten thousand golden lights, illuminating the grassland colorfully. There was no way for the horses to return to the east, and knowing that it was the will of heaven, he knelt down and kowtowed: "Khan, the will of heaven is difficult to violate, and it is not possible for personnel to do it." I'm going back, Khan, take care all the way. ”

Seven Nalou couldn't speak, just kowtowed.

At the time of separation, everyone couldn't help but cry again.

Tuyan wanted to stop him, but Tuyuhun stopped him, "Cry, let them cry." If you cry enough, you will be relieved. ”

The sun slowly sank into the valley to the west, and twilight rose.

The evening breeze blew on the grassland, and in the rhythm of Agan's song, Tuyuhun watched the people and horses of Qinalou go away, and gradually disappeared into the depths of the grassland. Then he got back on his horse and went back to the camp. Tuyan followed behind and asked puzzledly: "Father Khan, do you say that Providence really doesn't want us to go back?" Didn't you say that the old horse knew the way? ”

Tuyuhun strangled his horse, glanced at the east, and then turned around to look at the west: "Silly son, you only know one thing, but you don't know the other." The old horse knows the way. But there's another saying you don't remember. ”

Tuyan asked, "Ah Da, what are you talking about?" ”

Tuyuhun smiled: "Good horses don't eat the grass that turns back." You see, when we came, the grassland was almost eaten by the horses. Look at the grassland in front of you, it's lush and lush. How could the herd go back? ”

Tuyan suddenly realized: "So that's the case." Why didn't you see it? ”

"A wise man thinks a thousand times, and there must be a mistake. Qinalou was in the mood at the time, how could he have time to think about it. I'm afraid that when I go back, I will come back to my senses. ”

Tuyuhun said, rode his horse and ran towards the sunset.

The crowd followed closely, and in the golden sunset, galloped into a silhouette.

Murong Tuyuhun led his tribe all the way to the west and west, until today's Qinghai in Gansu Province, and later his descendants took his name as their surname, and established the once powerful Tuyuhun state. In the future, the Great Jin Dynasty marched westward and fought fiercely with the Tuyuhun people. (To be continued.) )