Yang Shouwen's heart warmed and nodded lightly.

Until now, he has not told Aunt Yuan his true purpose. But along the way, Yang Shouwen believes that Aunt Yuan must have seen the clues. But she didn't ask anything, she didn't say anything, just silently cared for her.

"Auntie, won't you go back to Changping when you go to Chishan?"

Aunt Yuan smiled bitterly: "I want to go back, but the current situation is too dangerous."

You Han people are already wary of us. This time something like that happened again, I guess your empress won't give up. Unless I'm sure I'm safe, I'll probably be living in Akayama for a while. If Dalang has some free time, you can come to see me in Akayama...... Hehe, the girl in Chishan may not be as delicate as your Han people, but she is very enthusiastic. ”

When Aunt Yuan said something, Yang Shouwen's face was flushed.

"Well, I'm just here to tell you.

When you go back, say hello to Uliji on my behalf, and say that if you have a chance, let him come to Chishan, and I will treat you to the best beef. ”

After speaking, Aunt Yuan waved her hand and turned to leave.

Yang Shouwen watched Aunt Yuan go away, and couldn't help but sigh softly.

He turned, picked up the hammer, and began to pound the piece again. After a horseshoe-shaped piece of iron was knocked out, he put the red-hot iron piece into the iron bucket next to it, and the liquid mixed with horse urine and snow water squeaked, and a white mist burst out. In the shed, there was suddenly a foul smell, which made Yang Shouwen frown again and again.

He walked out of the shed, took a thick leather jacket from the pillar, and put it on his body.

And then. Yang Shouwen returned to the tent. Sit on a warm blanket of animal skins. Take the small file and file the horseshoe that has been beaten.

Outside the tent, the tall horse snorted.

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A horse is a bloody horse.

In fact, when Yang Shouwen and Ab Sijida rushed out of the camp that night, they did not notice this. Until dawn, Yang Shouwen accidentally found that the shoulder blade of the war horse under his crotch seemed to be bleeding. At first, he thought that the horse was injured. So I hurriedly came down to check. After this check, Yang Shouwen found out that the so-called 'blood water' was actually the sweat flowing from the war horse. This horse turned out to be the legendary bloody horse?

Actually, this is not surprising.

Abth Gida found the horses from the stables behind King Violet's Folgon's tent, presumably Fergon's mount.

The saddle is made of gold, and even the stirrups are inlaid with turquoise stones.

Yang Shouwen's pursuit this time was also a temporary decision. He didn't have any coils on him.

He later sold his saddle in the Guangbian Army and replaced it with a pair of high-quality saddles. But it looks unremarkable, not to mention luxurious.

This horse, because there is a pinch of golden hair on the top of its head, is called 'Da Jin' by Yang Shouwen.

Speaking of which, he really doesn't have any talent for making a name. Later, when I talked to the original aunt, the original aunt gave Dajin a Turkic name, called Arata, which also means gold. Yang Shouwen didn't care about this.

It's just a name, what's the problem?

Abusjidah's horse is also of an extraordinary origin.

Although it is not a bloody horse, it is indeed a pure river horse, and it is also majestic and mighty.

But Jeddah gave it the name 'Sukh'. Sukh, in Turkic language, means 'axe'. Gilda doesn't speak, but she can communicate with horses with her eyes and gestures. It's just this 'axe'...... That 'big gold' is nothing.

Next, they have to continue to wait and look for opportunities.

Yang Shouwen was worried that the war horse would be injured, so he hit a few pairs of horseshoes and came out.

His craft is not very good, but he has studied with the old beard for a while. Therefore, after the horseshoe comes out, although the style is ugly, the basic requirements can be met. Yang Shouwen foiled the horseshoe and was about to go out, when he suddenly heard a burst of people shouting and neighing outside.

It turned out that it was the original aunt who sent someone over.

They were about to set off for their journey, and the former lady sent two Turkic horses, some clothes, wine and food, and two hundred eagle feathers.

The kindness of the original aunt, Yang Shouwen did not refuse, and directly accepted the things.

Turkic horses can be used as pack horses, and to some extent, it is more convenient for Yang Shouwen and them to move.

After thanking the other party, Yang Shouwen came to the river. I saw that the camp was full of people, and the people of the tribe had already packed their bags and were ready to set off.

From a distance, Yang Shouwen saw the original aunt, riding on a horse.

She waved her hand at Yang Shouwen, "Yang Dalang, get out of here early, it is estimated that after dark, there will be wind and snow." ”

"Take care!"

Yang Shouwen bowed his hand and bowed to the original aunt.

The original lady waved her hand, turned the horse's head and shouted: "Let's go, let's go!" Before dark, we must cross the Parrot River and camp at the source of the river tonight. ”

"Let's go, let's go!"

The people of the tribe shouted loudly, and the chariots and horses slowly marched through the snow.

Seeing their backs getting farther and farther away, and the singing gradually became blurred, Yang Shouwen suddenly felt a trace of emotion in his heart......

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The camp was in a mess, only the tent where Yang Shouwen and his family lived was left, standing alone on the riverside.

Yang Shouwen remembered the words of Aunt Yuan, turned around and returned to the tent. He gathered his things, wrapped them in a piece of animal skin, tied them, and took them out of his tent. Pulling out the big spear from the ground with his backhand, Yang Shouwen took two steps, came to the shed, and smashed the stove with one shot. He took out the beaten horseshoe from the bucket and put it up, and as he walked out of the shed, the spear danced, and with two clicks broke the wooden pillars on both sides, and the shed collapsed with a bang.

Just then, the sound of horses' hooves could be heard in the distance.

Absjida rode his horse with a bloody fawn on his horse.

Seeing the empty camp, Jida was stunned, turned over and dismounted and walked to Yang Shouwen's side, and made a few gestures.

"Well, they're going to Chishan, and they're already on their way."

"We?" Yang Shouwen scratched his head and said while gesturing: "Aunt Yuan said that there may be wind and snow tonight, so let's change places to camp." You've been hunting all the day, have you ever found a place to hide? ”

Absjida thought for a moment, then nodded vigorously.

He gestured to say, "I know of a place, but it's a little far away."

But there, it's close to the rebels, and they won't be able to detect it. If we're going to hide, that's the best.

Close to the rebels?

Yang Shouwen's eyes lit up and he nodded again and again.

"In that case, let's pack up and get ready to go."

He put the carcass of the fawn, along with food and wine, on a Turkic horse.

Then put the packed luggage on the other horse's body. The two mounted their horses, Yang Shouwen glanced at the tent, and then picked up a burning log from the ruins of the burning shed and threw it on the tent.

In order to prevent rain and snow, the nomadic tribes will apply butter to their tents.

As soon as it caught fire, the tent immediately burst into flames, and the fire grew bigger and bigger.

Abth Gida rode an axe and held the reins of two horses in one hand. Seeing Yang Shouwen come back, he pointed forward with his hand.

"You lead the way, let's go."

Yang Shouwen waved his hand and took the reins of a horse from Jeddah.

The two of them rode slowly, and the fire in the tent behind them grew louder and louder, making a crackling sound and billowing black smoke.

The wind, blowing from the snowfield, rolls up the snowflakes and flies in the air.

Yang Shouwen and the two arrived at Sidaogou before dark.

It was about ten miles away from Murong Xuanwei's rebel camp. The surrounding mountains are undulating, and the terrain is quite dangerous.

Murong Xuanwei chose this place because he could have his back to the Turks and Zuorong in the East.

It is about eighty miles away from the Xi king's tent, and it is also convenient to communicate. Murong Xuanwei now has 7,000 soldiers and horses under his command, and nearly 10,000 people have been coerced along the way. Judging by his meaning, he wants to build a city here, and then gain a foothold.

Jeddah took Yang Shouwen and found a cave in Sidaogou.

The cave is deep and large. On top of that, the entrance to the cave is very hidden, as if it is isolated from the ice and snow outside the cave.

There is an underground river in the cave with clear water.

And in the depths of the cave, there is also a natural hot spring with steaming water.

Yang Shouwen led the horse in, and couldn't help but let out a sigh of admiration: "Jeddah, how did you find this place?" What a great hiding place. (To be continued......)