Then a hound got too close to the stag and barked at it loudly, and the stag jerked his head down and rushed forward, and the hound hurriedly jumped to the side, but the sharp antlers still pierced its body, and the stag shook its head violently, and the hound flew out like a crumpled rag, and the stag rushed to the carcass and chirped in triumph.

"No archery!" Mu Han suddenly raised his right hand and ordered loudly: "Is there a warrior who can kill this stag with a sword or a spear, if it is Alixi (slave), let him be my retinue, if it is my retinue, let him be Pu Ran Bo Jin (Fifty Captain), if it is Pu Ran Bo Jin (Centurion)!" ”

There was no immediate response from the crowd, and almost all the Jurchens knew how terrible an enraged stag was, and that it had just picked up a fierce dog weighing more than 100 pounds was like dealing with a bundle of straw, and that pair of beautiful antlers was simply two sharp knives. Even the oldest hunter had never seen such a tall and strong stag, and in the eyes of many Jurchens who believed in mountains and forests, this was simply the embodiment of the mountain god.

"Does no one dare?" Sticky Han's face became gloomy: "Isn't there a man who dares to show his strength and skills?" ”

"It's not that I don't lack strength and skills!" After a few minutes, someone in the crowd replied, "I'm just afraid of angering the mountain god, and if you are willing to promise to compensate for the loss of angering the mountain god, I, Khubis, am willing to kill this stag!" ”

"That's good, I promise that if you can't catch your prey next year, I'll compensate you for your losses!" Sticky Han laughed, "Say, Warrior Hubis, you can choose any weapon you like from my retinue!" With this, he made a gesture, and his attendants placed their spears, sabers, axes, and other weapons on the ground at Nahubys' choice.

Khubis walked in front of Sticky Han, and the Jurchens around him couldn't help but let out a low exclamation, and everyone looked at Khubis's thick and strong legs with envy, his chest as solid as two shields together, and his shoulders as strong as Vajra Arhats. For these people, whose lives are full of dangerous activities such as hunting and warfare, a strong body has a very special meaning. Sticky Han looked at the other party for a while and asked, "What a strong man, why don't I remember when I saw you?" ”

The village chief, who was standing aside, replied: "I would like to inform the Minister of State, Lang Jun, that Khubis is not a local, he only came down from the mountains half a year ago, and according to him, he came from the north, and his appetite is too great for the clan to support. ”

"I see!" Sticky Han laughed, which was common in the area. The Wanyan Jurchen tribe where Aguta is located is relatively late in the entire Jurchen nation, and the area where it is located is also relatively barren, and there are many mature Jurchen tribes in Liaodong, and their civilization level is much higher than that of the Wanyan tribe. But further north, there were many other more savage tribes, and their areas were more barren, and people were constantly migrating south in order to survive. Aguta incorporated it into various tribes to strengthen his military power.

Khubis looked at the weapons on the ground, looked back at the stag and said, "The deer has horns, I have hands, I don't need a spear, I don't need a knife." So saying, he turned and walked towards the stag.

The stag saw the approaching man and instinctively sensed the danger, and he lowered his head and dug a hole in the snow with his hooves, making a threatening jet in his nostrils. Hubis opened his arms and roared in response. The stag couldn't stand the excitement, and rushed towards Khubis with all four hooves, only to see the giant leap to the side with unimaginable agility, avoiding the impact of the stag, and the Jurchens on the spotter let out a cry of surprise. The stag spun around and pounced on his foe at a faster pace, but Hubis rolled on the spot and avoided the sharp antlers; The stag turned angrily and pushed towards the enemy on the ground, and Khubis cleverly turned over, grabbed the neck of the stag that had lost his speed, and pressed it to the ground with all his strength, and the stag lifted it upwards with all his strength, trying to knock the hateful enemy to the ground, and trampled it with his hooves, and a man and a beast stalemate.

The onlookers were already holding their breath, and even the thoughtful Sticky Han stood up from his horse, clenched his fists, and stared at the gladiatorial battle in the arena with wide eyes.

Khubis grabbed the stag's horns with all his might, his back bent like a tightened bow, his head buried between his shoulders, his feet sinking deep into the snow down to his ankles, and the bulging muscles of his arms as if they were tearing his skin. But he pressed the stag's head to the ground, and man and beast were in a motionless battle for strength, and Zhishan felt as if he were a statue in front of him, but he knew that beneath this seemingly static surface, the two sides were engaged in a desperate struggle, and the stale's hooves, like the legs of Khubis, were deeply sunk into the snow, and sweat seeped out of its skin, soaking its mane into a clump.

I don't know how much time has passed, but the Jurchens who are watching seem to have forgotten the passage of time, and there is a roar that seems to be a moan, and people see that the head of the stag was twisted by a pair of iron arms of Khubis, his face, back and shoulders turned purple, and his back bent even more. It was clear that he was about to use the last of his superhuman strength, and he didn't have much strength left. The stag's roar grew heavier, hoarse, and painful, blending with the wheezing of the giant's broad chest, its tongue sticking out and foaming at the mouth.

Suddenly, the nearest people heard a dull sound, it was the sound of bones breaking, and the buck's neck was twisted, like a toy that had run out of clockwork power, and fell to the ground and did not move.

"Uh-ha! Hmmm! Khubis straightened up, put one foot on the stag's head, and roared with his arms raised. His face was pale, his hair was tied together with sweat, but his eyes were filled with astonishing power.

The Jurchens who were watching let out cheers and hugged him, touching his arms and torso with their own hands, admiring his strength and courage. Looking at this scene, Zhishan's heart suddenly throbbed, and he instinctively lowered his head.

"Great monk, what do you think?" Sticky Han laughed: "We Jurchens don't have anything else, there are such good men!" Even without the alliance of the Song State, we can still wipe out the Liao State! ”

The hunt had come to an end, and Muhan had fulfilled his promise and included the Khubis in his retinue. According to the custom of the Jurchens, the precious leather obtained from the hunt belonged to the nobles, but the meat, entrails, horns and tendons belonged to all those who participated in the hunt, and the women who participated in the hunt cut the meat of the game into pieces and boiled it in a pot or on the fire, while the men gathered in a circle, drank wine, and boasted loudly about how much they had caught their prey. However, most men today have restrained a lot, because they know that there is only one real protagonist, and that is the Khubis who broke the stag's neck with his bare hands. I saw that Khubis was sitting cross-legged next to Sticky, munching on a deer leg as if no one was around.

While drinking, Mu Han looked at Zhishan from the corner of his eye, and he was very satisfied with the effect of the scene just now. Unlike the high-ranking Jurchen figures of the time, Mu Han belonged to one of the very few people who had a long-term vision, and both he and Wanyan Aguta realized that although the nascent Jin regime continued to win on the battlefield, the country's political and economic foundations were still very weak. The military system of the Jin State is essentially a system of integration of soldiers and peasants, and when going out in wartime, soldiers must bring their own weapons and dry food, and there is no military salary, and the spoils of war are the only source of income for soldiers. Because the Jurchen people at that time had not completely separated from the tribal society, the contradictions between the upper and lower classes were not very acute, the blood ties in the primitive tribes had not disappeared, and the Jurchen army had amazing unity and sharpness, and achieved great victories in the war with the Liao and Song states. However, with the deepening of the war and the continuous expansion of the scale, the distance and time of the Jurchen army's expedition are also increasing, and in this case, there are also many problems with the restraint of Meng'an: for example, not all battles can obtain a large amount of spoils, and the strong fortresses need to be besieged for a long time, and it is very likely that the army will pay a heavy price but gain nothing, in this case, the morale of the soldiers is easily frustrated, and there are a large number of strong fortresses in the Han land under the control of the Liao State; The prolonged war also undermined the fragile economic base of the Jin state, and the protracted men went on long campaigns, leaving the land uncultivated, and it was difficult to sustain the war if the looted wealth was not enough to compensate for the loss. To solve this problem, there are only two ways, either to accept it when it is good, negotiate peace with Liao, and stop this war; Either form an alliance with the Song State, and let the allies attack the well-defended Liao Han Land and completely destroy the Liao State.

On this issue, the top of the Jin state had split into two factions, leaning towards peace with Liao and alliance with Song, respectively. Both the Liao State and the Song State sent envoys, but the rank and authority of the Liao State envoys were much higher, and the sincerity of the peace negotiations was also much higher, and the Liao side had agreed to recognize the status of the Jin State Reading Power; return the Jurchen fugitives; ceded the land of Liaodong and Changchun; Every year, the Jurchens are given 250,000 silver silk coins and other conditions. But Mu Han did not agree with the peace with the Liao, the reason is very simple, among the top bra of the Jin State, he is only the son of Aguta's cousin, and the blood relationship is the farthest.

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