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The seventy-mile race was not a long journey for these knights, and when the riders were gone, far away, countless herdsmen on both wings also stepped on horseback and happily chased after them. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Seeing this scene, Yang Ling secretly put his mind at ease, the racers had no saddles, stirrups, no weapons on their bodies, only with their personal skills, even if someone had bad intentions, who could be the opponent of the three top masters of the Red Lady and Jing Killing God, and the herdsmen who followed around also dispelled the possibility of someone casting a dark arrow.

All the herdsmen who had come to participate in the event crowded at the end of the return journey of the competition, looking forward to the first vigorous figure in the distance, and even Bai Yin and Agudammu stood nervously on the high platform and looked into the distance, after all, this was not an ordinary competition, it was related to the glory of their family.

At this time, Yang Ling returned to the camp tent and ordered people to put on the table wine and meat, and prepare for lunch. Cheng Qiyun stood on tiptoe for a while, swept back into the tent, untied the white veil underneath and said with a smile: "My lord is calm, don't you want to know the result as soon as possible?" ”

Yang Ling admired her appearance and smiled: "Look, we can't control the outcome of the game, what it should be like, what it will be like after all." If you don't stay there, the result will be the same. So what's the hurry? ”

He put a pair of chopsticks in front of Cheng Qiyun and said, "Our kung fu is outside, not in the arena." We have to keep an eye on the movements of all parties, especially Bai Yin, whether they move or not, and our actions must be carried out before the end of the competition. At this Naadam Conference, the final winner is not the person who won the crown of the three arts and hugged the beauty, but us. ”。

Cheng Qiyun smiled and sat down on the chair. She hadn't told Yang Ling about the marriage outside the alliance she had discussed with the Red Lady. Although he gave orders at all costs, he never became an unscrupulous person.

Tell him in advance that once he stops it out of various considerations, he has been concentrating all his financial resources since more than a year ago to take root in the northeast, and all kinds of efforts to expand the private power and influence of the Yang family will be in vain. Do it first, let it be irretrievable, and at that time, for the sake of the Yang family and thousands of subordinates loyal to him, he can't agree or not. The so-called yellow robe is probably so.

"He can plug the hole for the red lady, a woman who is not like a woman, can't he take on it for me? What's more, people are for his good." Thinking of Yang Ling's words to Cui Ying'er who were heroic and responsible, although there were various reasons in it, Cheng Qiyun's heart was still a little sour.

Golden roast lamb chops, fat and delicious stewed lamb legs, braised lamb trotters, hand-grilled mutton, of course, there is also vinegar, sesame oil shallow seasoning of wild vegetables, the aroma is fragrant, there is no exquisite and gorgeous Central Plains diet, but the flavor is very different and delicious.

Especially in this pastoral song and the joyful cry of the cows and sheep. When you look at the ocean-green prairie, the unique flavor of the food seems to be even more pronounced. Yang Ling suddenly appeared. The beautiful colors that can accompany the meal are not only Cheng Qiyun, but also the scenery outside the plug. The ruggedness and primitiveness of the outside of the plug are contrasted with the elegance and beauty of the rhyme, which makes people appetite.

Yang Ling picked up a sharp knife, cut a crispy and delicious lamb chop with meat and bones into several pieces, and handed the fattest piece to Cheng Qiyun's plate with the tip of the knife, Cheng Qiyun poured him a glass of red wine from the Western Regions, calculated his mind in his heart, and said in a low voice: "

Although the adults can rest assured, in terms of scheming, the people on the grassland will be inferior after all, and I believe that it will be able to be done smoothly. But what worries me is how we will keep Yinqi firmly in control of her power once she succeeds.

A lasso that can be used to lasso a horse. But if its strength is greater than that of a dragon, then a rope cannot control it. Adults should not despise her power just because she is a woman, when a strong and unified steppe tribe appears, outward expansion is inevitable, it is not a matter for one or two leaders to decide, but the will of the entire steppe tribe."

"If you can't hold it, then ride it, harness it, and let it expand in the direction we want!" Yang Ling said with a smile.

He took a sip of wine and said: "It is a long-term matter for immigrants to settle on the border, open the market for trade, and integrate cultures and nationalities, and it will not be effective for a while. I once considered whether it was possible to follow the methods of some tribes in Bashu to set up liuguan, establish households, and build cities in the entire grassland, so as to speed up the progress of integration.

But they are nomadic and have no permanent residence, and this mode of management is impractical in the current conditions of transportation and communication. No matter how great a person is, Genghis Khan built a big empire, and he could only divide it into small khanates and divide them into small khanates, and finally fell apart.

The Khan of Boyan unified the Tatars with great force and established 60,000 households on the left and right wings, but even without our separation, his kingdom was full of forces with various ambitions, and sooner or later it was inevitable to promote civil war. To change all this, it is necessary to change their nomadic and nomadic survival habits formed for thousands of years, which is not an easy task, not to mention the climate, precipitation, and land conditions of the northern grasslands, which also determine that most areas are not suitable for agriculture.

In order to grasp in our hands this powerful force, which may form aggression at any time, and let it be used by us, we must not rely only on our strong armed forces and our alliance with each other. In order to stabilize the country for a long time, on the premise of strengthening our own strength, we should strengthen their trust and coexistence with our Han people, and second, we should find vast land suitable for them to carry out agriculture and let them settle down. ”

Yang Ling smiled and said: "The first thing is easy to do, there are only horses in the grassland, they have no tea, cloth, they can't smelt metals, they lack grains, they rely on us too much." In the past, the imperial court used these as a means to control the tribes in the northern part of the country and the Western Regions, but now judging from the exhibition in the Western Regions, it is better to open up and let the people do business, and every corner of their lives is full of Han products, which can really not do without us.

The second thing is a little more difficult, the land suitable for farming outside the pass is mainly in the east, which is now the Ming Dynasty's guard and the Han people, Jurchens, and Duoyan Sanwei Mongols, but I don't want to give this place to them, and I have to find a way to get them out of here, plus the imperial court's control over the northeast.

Nuer Gandu Division and then Liaodong Command Envoy Division. All the way to the Guannai, stretching for thousands of miles, the various guards were cut off by the tribes of Duoyan Sanwei and the Jurchens, and they could not help each other, and the post station traffic of the Ming Dynasty was also greatly affected.

As long as Duoyan Sanwei leaves here, the passage to the north of the Ming Dynasty will become extremely smooth, and with decades of effort, the Jurchens will be completely sinicized, the outside of the gate will no longer be outside the gate, the Great Wall will no longer be the border, and the Jingshi guarded by the Son of Heaven will become the Zhongtang garden of the Ming Dynasty instead of a gateway coveted by a strong enemy at any time."

Cheng Qiyun held her chin, looked at him obsessively, and smiled: "Although you think well, are Duoyan Sanwei willing to obey your command?" It's hard for them to move out of the place where they've lived for hundreds of years."

"It's not difficult at all! They were confined to a corner, unable to compete with the Tatars and Warat, and once they had eliminated Boyan, Firesieve and Yibu. The vast grassland pasture is their territory, and they cannot control so many tribes in the eastern corner, and the leadership core of Duoyan Sanwei will inevitably need to move to the hinterland of the grassland out of his own interests.

Where is the best place to move? The river is the place where the greatest hero Genghis Khan traces in the steppe, and is a sacred place in the eyes of the Mongols. If, as an ally of theirs, you skillfully suggest to them to move to the Kannan River, I don't think Queen Yinqi will refuse."

Yang Ling said with a smile: "That river basin is rich in water and grass, and the area along the river is suitable for farming, and it has the foundation to establish a fixed city. They were taught to grow crops, and with a steady harvest, the people didn't need all of them to farm and graze, and then they would have other jobs, and the city would be really established.

Don't underestimate the significance of this matter, agriculture and fixed cities are the basis for them to truly lead to civilization and peaceful coexistence with us. ”

Yang Ling looked outside the tent, and in the distance, there was a herdsman wearing brightly colored robes, riding a horse towards Queen Duoyan's tent. Yang Ling pointed at him and said, "Look, the stirrup under his feet, a small thing, is not inconspicuous at all." But it is its appearance that has made the nation on horseback a terrible force that no country dares to underestimate from its dawn to the present.

Since the Han and Tang dynasties, how many times has the Central Plains been influenced by the northern peoples? Genghis Khan's great empire swept across the West, changed the pattern of the world, destroyed and gave birth to countless countries, and the whole world changed because of it, and even no great emperor could have such a huge and long-term impact on history. If it weren't for its clarity, then from thousands of years ago to the present, can you imagine what the world is like now? ”

Cheng Qiyun listened leisurely, no one ever thought that the strength of the horseback nation, the evolution of the whole world and the emergence of a small stirrup have such an inevitable relationship and long-term impact. His ideas are bizarre, but convincing.

Yang Ling said: "So, sometimes to do things, you don't have to have all kinds of conditions, you have to think of all aspects. Even if you think about it, you may not be able to do it on your own. If you want to sit back and wait for all the conditions to be in place, then the necessary conditions will never appear. It only takes one or two aspects and one or two conditions, and it can naturally catalyze all kinds of changes.

Just like the appearance of a stirrup, the power of an otherwise insignificant nation has changed the world, and the impact has involved politics, economy, military, culture, relations between various races, and so on. I opened the sea in the south of the Yangtze River to trade and introduced new crops to strengthen farming, which was just a stirrup, of course, could not change the national fortunes of the entire Ming Dynasty, but because of it, it brought about changes involving the economy, culture, technology, system, ideology, and all aspects of the chain. ”

Cheng Qiyun didn't seem to understand, she didn't quite understand the words Yang Ling said, but she clearly understood what he said in her heart, and after savoring it, she couldn't help but admire the clarity of Yang Ling's thoughts.

Yang Ling will take a bite of tender and delicious. The roast lamb chops, which were still a little bloodshot, were handed into his mouth and said with a smile: "I sell them all kinds of Han people's goods and let them accept the living habits of the Han people." I let the Han people live together and assimilate, let them accept the Han people's ideas and culture, I use agriculture and cities to make them gradually move away from their original life, and the wild horse will become a tame ....... ”

Yang Ling smiled and said nothing, Cheng Qiyun glanced at him coquettishly and said: "Yun'er racked her brains, but she just wanted to kill a few people, but the adults wanted to 'eliminate' the entire nation, and I don't know who was more ruthless."

Yang Ling smiled: "This is actually a good thing for their future survival and destiny, isn't it?" The life of a shepherd may seem romantic, but in fact it is extremely cruel. Sandstorms, snowstorms, plagues, insect plagues, droughts, any single disaster can put these nomadic tribes in a desperate situation, and they cannot even breed and hunt at will, and cannot sustain the growth of their population.

Is it true that respecting and protecting the national identity of a nation that does not conform to the course of history should be forever excluded from civilization and that their backwardness and bad habits should be preserved? I don't think it's necessary, and it's not worth regretting. What is discarded is nothing more than the imprint of a backward nation, and the result is that their people are led to happiness and peace. ”

Cheng Qiyun said: "People can't say anything like you." When she moved to the Gannan River, the white-clothed army had naturally already established a foothold there. The construction of a large city is a fetter, and there are Nuer Gandu Divisions in the north, and there are hundreds of thousands of immigrants who are composed of regiments and people to train the people as the backing, and the transportation from the Beijing Division to the far north has been smooth, and the guard has formed a continuous line of defense. Naturally, there is no threat caused by the resurgence of dissent, right? ”

Seeing Yang Ling nodding slightly, Cheng Qiyun's eyes rolled and said, "Then." After stabilizing the Daming Guard in the rear, you can continue to expand northward? ”

Yang Ling added: "This process of expansion, of course, will not be only our Ming guards, officers and soldiers, I will tie Queen Duoyan to our Ming chariot, with common interests, to induce their warriors to join us to expand the territory, in the process of conquering side by side, to integrate each other." ”

Cheng Qiyun said with a smile: "It's like the way adults pull the rich gentry and wealthy businessmen and giant families in Jiangnan into our Yang family's merchant ships?" ”

Yang Ling smiled: "What do you think?" ”

Cheng Qiyun said with a smile: "Very good! ”

She quietly added another sentence in her heart: "This ship, this time you will be at the helm yourself!" ”

*******

On the Horqin grassland, the herdsmen of Kleyette Etok are grazing cattle and sheep while the water and grass are abundant, the cattle and sheep are fat and strong, and countless lambs follow the cattle and sheep, the cows and sheep are baating, and the number of livestock is growing, so that the herdsmen are happy, and the joyful pastoral songs are heard from time to time on the grassland.

The Horqin Division, divided into the left and right wings, a total of thirteen Etok (Etoke, meaning tribe), nearly 160,000 people, is a fairly large force on the grassland. The Khan of Boyan unified Mongolia and incorporated the various tribes into a total of 60,000 households on the left and right wings, except for the Horqin steppe.

Because they firmly supported Boyan in the process of unifying the desert steppe and made great contributions to his unification, so the Boyan Khan respectfully called this tribe "Abaga Korqin", which means that his uncle Korqin, as an independent tribe, it enjoys a lofty status almost equal to that of Boyan Khan in the Tatar steppe, and it even has jurisdiction over the Uliang Hawan household subordinate to Boyan.

The Korqin tribe belonged to the Hazar line, Genghis Khan's half-brother. Genghis Khan attached great importance to the Hazar line among all his brothers and nephews, and bestowed high official positions and titles on their sons and nephews. Of all the uncles and cousins, the Ulukh of Genghis Khan's line was the only one who sat among the kings of Hazar, and the others were among the tribal nobles. This extraordinary favor made the descendants of the Hazar line infinitely grateful, and they have always been loyal to the Mongol Great Khan, a descendant of the Great Yuan, and have never wavered.

Their strong strength, coupled with their status, has always given them unique conditions in this grassland, whether it is Huadang or Huosiao, or Yibu, they are not willing to easily involve Horqin in the war. And Boyan Mengke recaptured his territory because of the sudden killing of Huadang, and did not beg for help from the Horqin tribe, so their tribe was the only place in this grassland hegemony battle that was not affected by the war. [Heaven's Kiss Hand-hitting]

However, there is no doubt that once the Horqin tribe can ask for help, their lords will definitely be on the side of Genghis Khan's direct descendants, and then the flames of war will also burn on the Horqin steppe, and they will have to work hard to accumulate strength and food to cope with the possibility of continuous war.

The Creetic tribe numbered about 9,000 people, and was divided into three large pastoral areas under the assignment of the patriarch to graze cattle and sheep. This part of the 3,000-strong Warat grassland nomadic terrain.

It was almost noon, the sun was overhead, the sun was a little dazzling, and hundreds of tents were scattered all over the grassland. Smoke was rising from the top of the tent, and hungry and tired children were still wrestling and playing in groups in the shade of the tent.

At this moment, in the distance, a moving black line appeared at the end of the steppe, and a shepherd was the first to see it, and he immediately turned his horse's head in alarm. Throw down the herds of cattle and sheep and drive back to the big tent to report the news. The shepherd dog faithfully performs the duty of guarding the cattle and sheep for its owner, urging them to stay where they are and graze leisurely.

In the west, which is the place bordering the Warat tribe, although the two sides have not met each other, but with the increasingly fierce fighting between the Boyan tribe and the Warat tribe, the Korqin tribe, as a staunch ally of the Boyan, has long been cut off from the Warat tribe, and a team suddenly arrived from his side, and the shepherds immediately became alert.

The men and horses gathered quickly, and these herdsmen were born warriors, and they would never be half a point slower to kill a man than to slaughter a sheep with a sharp knife.

But it was clear that they were making a false alarm. The procession of about 500 people walked too slowly, and after a long wait, the shepherds realized that it was a caravan of camels, each with a large bag and a small bag, and a pile of things.

The caravan was flanked by horsemen on horseback, dressed in a variety of clothes and weapons, ranging from polite Han Chinese, to Mongolian men who laughed loudly in Tatar, and even to people from the Western Regions with high noses and deep eyes and meniss.

The melodious camel bell stopped, and Wu Enqi looked at the back of the camel caravan, dozens of camels, and a few carts, Wu Enqi hung the saber back on his waist, and a relaxed smile appeared on his face.

Obviously, this is a caravan from the west to the east, and judging by the deliberate separation of their race and convoy, it should be different small caravans, gradually coming together in the process of coming east, supporting each other, and fighting horse thieves and robbers along the way.

Among them were Han merchants, merchants from Tianzhu, Dashi, Persia and other distant places, and their camels were always loaded with all kinds of goods in the process of traveling from south to north.

Caravans were welcomed and respected on the grasslands, because they could bring all kinds of daily necessities and even some luxury consumer goods to the herdsmen in the open and uninhabited grasslands, so as to nourish their boring life on the grasslands all year round.

Needless to say, there were already herdsmen of the tribe who were talking enthusiastically with the Tatar-speaking caravans. A man in a striped robe with two curvy beards on his lips walked towards Unqi's horse after a few moments of enthusiastic conversation with several Creetian herdsmen.

Wuenqi was a distant nephew of Lord Korqin and was one of the leaders of this tribe. The man politely caressed his breast, and succinctly explained his purpose, his name was Tunmi, and he was a merchant from Tianzhu who was going further east to sell their goods, and to buy goods from the East and transport them back to the far west. He will be stationed here for the time being, and will ask permission to pass through the territory of the Korqin people.

After saying that, he smiled and presented his gift to Unqi, a luxurious and soft Persian wool carpet. Wu Enqi smiled and agreed, and said, "Okay, you can camp here, in our Horqin grassland, we will guarantee your safety."

"Thank you, generous host," Tunya smiled and leaned over, then shouted at their companions to rest at the station. The shepherds of Unqi also dispersed, and the women and children gathered around, looking curiously at the distant caravans, and whispering what they had brought with them, hoping to buy something for their own homes.

Unqi rushed back to the felt bag and gave the bundle of carpets to his wife, and then drove them out again. He noticed that the caravans were very regular, and that they had camped at the river, about two miles from the camp of Ungeon, and that their goods were unloaded on the ground, and that the camels were leisurely grazing and drinking, and resting their weary bodies from the long journey.

The merchants brought out a dazzling array of goods, attracting large groups of shepherds with their women and children to trade. From time to time, wealthy nobles were brought into tents by merchants, and more precious goods were brought out, and they boasted in the hope that the nobles of Horqin would buy them.

A black-faced herdsman galloped towards Unqi, and when he got closer, he jumped off his horse. With a smile on his face, he said: Brother Enqi".

Noticing that he had returned from the camp of those Western merchants, Wu Enqi smiled and asked, "Hulu, what did you buy?" ”

Hu Lu is not tall, but he has broad shoulders and thick shoulders, a calm body, and a face full of horizontal flesh, which looks very strong. He laughed and said, "I bought two pearls for my woman, and I also bought a Uzi scimitar." ”

As he spoke, he took out a small scimitar the size of a palm from his bosom, and pulled it out of its sheath with a thud, with a graceful arc, a beautiful pattern like snowflakes on the blade, and a sharp blade that glowed in the sun.

Wu Enqi's gaze suddenly became fiery. Uzi steel is a kind of steel unique to Tianzhu, is the best top steel for making swords, this steel will have a special pattern on the surface when casting into a sword——— Muhammad pattern, the pattern makes the blade form a serration that cannot be distinguished by the naked eye, making the sword sharper.

But the steel knife was too expensive, and he had only seen a tribe with an Arabic Uzi scimitar. Stretching out his fingers and gently brushing the blade, Wu Enqi couldn't help but let out a sound of admiration.

Hu Lu looked left and right, and whispered: "Wu Enqi, I saw those Hu people in the Western Regions, carrying countless gems, and I also saw a few three-foot-long Wuzi scimitars, which are all top-notch sharp treasure knives." There were only more than 500 of them, and there were so many goods ......".

Hu Lu licked his fat lips and whispered, "Shall we kill them?" It's easy".

Un's body shook and looked at Hulu in surprise. The Tatar nobles would sometimes pretend to be horse thieves to raid passing caravans, but this was spurned by the nobles, and once the news was leaked, the caravans would not dare to come to their tribes to do business, and the influence on them would be too great.

Therefore, as a last resort, they did not do anything to the merchants, and once they wanted to rob the merchants, they would generally disguise themselves and go to a place far away from their station, and they would not leave a living mouth, whether it was a woman, a child or an old man, they did not dare to remain as slaves, and they were all killed, which was even more cruel than a real horse thief.

Unqi had done the same with his father and uncle, but it was in their own pasture, killing the guests who came to their door, and giving him a valuable gift, which was a little difficult for him to accept.

Hulu continued to persuade: "There are five hundred of them, and our warriors are about a thousand, and a thousand warriors will not be able to escape against five hundred merchants. They have a lot of treasure, we will immediately become one of the richest people in Korqin, and most importantly, now there are battles everywhere in the steppe, we don't say, who proves that they arrived safely in our camp?

Kill them! They were robbed of their treasures, buried them deep in the ground, and drove the cattle to step on them twice, and in the coming year there was a rich meadow. No one will know about this, only our people here."

Unqi's greed was provoked by him. He raised his eyes and looked at the tent of the Hu people by the river, his eyes rolling, and gradually glowing with a brilliant light.

"Hulu ......", Wu Enqi's voice was a little hoarse: "After eating, we still have to graze, let our people come back, and we can go to trade at night!" ”

Hu Lu was stunned for a moment, and said unwillingly: "Wu Enqi! ”

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Wu Enqi glanced at him and said in a low voice, "Gather our men!" ”

"Great!" Hulu was overjoyed, jumped on his horse in high spirits, and went as fast as he could.

******

Tunmi and two men dressed as Han Chinese squatted by the river, washing their faces and talking in a low voice.

"Something is wrong, they don't need to call the women and children back, will it move us to tear off the friendly painting skin and prepare to rob it?" A Han man looked at the clear river and said.

Another Han Chinese said in stiff Chinese: "They only have a thousand warriors at most, this kind of camp combat is different from fighting on the grassland, their riding and archery advantage is not easy to wield, we have few people, if we sneak attack again at night, many people may escape, wouldn't it be better for them to concentrate their own men and horses and send them to the door?" "He is a Goryeo swordsman and a subordinate recruited by Adney.

Tun Mi sneered: "Don't be careless, if they want to die early, then we will fight a tough battle." I've put everyone on guard. Keep an eye on their movements, charge at once, we can't compare with these natural warriors, and if we can't wait for us to attack their tents, then bring them in. Each of us is proficient in the art of hand-to-hand combat. This thousand people, it is easy to deal with".

A group of knights suddenly appeared in the upper and lower reaches of the river, and they rode horses and galloped in the clear and shallow water, splashing all over the sky, and the startled fish kept jumping out of the water, flashing bright silver light.

Tonmi stood up with a smile and a friendly nod to the shepherds who seemed to be drinking and washing their horses, and looked away with a slight glance at the saber at their waist and the bow and arrow on their shoulders.

The two people behind him quietly took two steps back, secretly clenching the blade at their waists, and when Tunmi's gaze met the leading man in the river again, the eyes of both sides seemed to flash a fierce color at the same time.

Picking up the bow, the arrows, and the strings, all at once, the bearded Tunmi and his two men moved faster, and they leaped away from the river like three frightened rabbits, and threw themselves behind a tent, while the cries of warning arose.

The big man on the horse roared angrily, drew his long knife and shouted, and rushed to the shore with a round of horses' heads, those poles and ropes hung bright and beautiful clothes, those tents were excellent against rain, and the wind and warmth in winter were also excellent, of course he could see that those things would soon be his own property, and he was not willing to destroy them.

At the same time, in several directions of the six places, the Tatar shepherds, who had just been hospitable and hospitable, rushed towards them like groups of ferocious wolves devouring blood, brandishing their swords. Those who can trek thousands of miles on the grassland to do business, even if they are not proficient in martial arts, they must hire fierce and brave guards, and their combat effectiveness should not be underestimated.

However, now that they were few in number, few horses, and defenseless, and the camels were scattered and ate on weeds, and there was no time to form a camel formation to defend them, it can be said that these merchants trusted them completely, and would never have thought that they had violated the great taboo of the steppe and openly sacked the merchants in their own territory, which provided great convenience for their sudden attack.

The merchants who had set up their stalls to do business had no time to resist, and they called out to their partners in terror and fled quickly towards the camp.

The tents of the Tatars were at least a few dozen feet apart from each other, and the fact that these merchants were set up close to each other in order to take care of their chariots, horses, and goods, and the ropes that were nailed diagonally to the ground in order to secure the tents provided them with an opportunity to flee for their lives.

Unqi did not allow them to react, and as soon as the order was called, the fierce warriors rushed into the camp on their horses. Nearly 100 tents resembled a forest, completely engulfing the forces of less than 2,000 men on both sides. Stumbling ropes, traps, cold arrows shot out of the blue, blowing arrows, throwing axes, javelins.

The most surprising thing was that there were some people who were simply small frustrations compared to their tall stature, wielding long knives in their hands, babbling and screaming out of the tent, and before they could rush to the front, they fell to the ground, and crawled as fast as they could, and they either cut off the horse's legs or pierced the horse's belly, and jumped away with a bloody face.

They roared angrily, became live targets on their horses, and were attacked in all directions, and the advantage of their horses was simply not wielded, and they wanted to turn their horses and rush out. In the chaos of the fighting, the order could not be given, they came to loot, they did not carry the flag at all, who would have thought that what would be ushered in was a slaughter, and at this time, it was completely too late to order the deceived subordinates to withdraw.

In the distance, their women and children stood in the camp and watched their father and brother gallantly rush into the merchants' camp, cheering enthusiastically.

There was a glint of excitement in their eyes. Because soon, their relatives will send them back the belongings, toys, fine silks, expensive jewelry, soft carpets, and brightly colored robes that they need and cannot afford......

A warm breeze blew, picking up the smell of weeds, flowers, cow dung, sheep dung, and...... The smell of blood.

These predatory teams, composed of the fiercest and most ruthless wanderers of all races, are all fierce, like a tiger and wolf that chooses people to devour, and slaughters these intruders by any means and without mercy. When hand-to-hand and hand-to-hand, these heroes on horseback are far from their opponents.

Slashing men and horses, blood gushing like a fountain, these beasts, fierce at the sight of blood, had red eyes, and howled more fiercely and fiercely than the Tartar warriors, and all of them became butchers covered in blood.

Fortunately, as the leader, Tunmi has not forgotten the most important task, under his order, several subordinates who are proficient in Mongolian language, began to fight, while forgetfully shouting and cheering each other in Mongolian, they leaked several place names, tribal names, and even the names of the leaders, which were enough to make these Tatars, who were desperately struggling to escape the death trap, believe that this was a group of murderers sent by the Warats.

This group of people is such a complex team, and only those whose territories border the Western Regions and the Far North can be recruited, isn't it?

*******

The racers rushed back, and the helpers who were responsible for disrupting the path of others were far behind, and no one dared to do anything to hinder the progress of others in plain sight. Those who rushed to the front were all racing towards the colorful flags at the finish line.

Cui Ying'er lived up to her expectations and rushed to the front, the same horse that is one in a thousand, and the same riding skills that are unique in ten thousand, and her weight has become a necessary condition for determining the final winner of the seventy-mile race. They were followed by Feng Lei, Buhe, Sukhbaru, and Ha Thorn of the Jurchen Ministry.

Bai Yin, Agudamu and the others who were standing on the high platform all breathed a sigh of relief, it doesn't matter if the temporary victory is temporary, it is really difficult to decide a hero who is the first in the three arts, although the young man from the Taka Department who rushed to the front ran the first horse race, but his too thin body wants to win the wrestling match, is it possible?

As for archery, they also had great confidence in their sons and nephews, believing that in the end, those who won a single event would have to fight again, a race against the queen. In the end, a knight with excellent rankings was selected to become the queen's husband, and they still had a chance, and the final moment had not yet come.

Yang Ling happily stood in front of the tent, watching the cheering herdsmen in the distance rush to the queen's tent with the red lady, and chuckled twice. Queen Yinqi has been staying in the tent, accompanying the living Buddha and the Lian Commander and other distinguished guests to drink tea and drink, and has never gone outside the tent to pay attention to the progress of the event, but Naadam held it for three days, and when the champion of the first competition appeared, her expression was still a little nervous.

Hearing someone loudly announce the results of the game, and the winner was Yang Yingshi, Yinqi's shoulders collapsed, and he obviously relaxed from his nervousness. The corners of his lips couldn't help but show a shallow smile. The bright eyes turned slightly, and she glanced at the living Buddha and the others, and the smile that had just bloomed was put away by her, but the two curved eyebrows still inadvertently shook out a joy.

A hobbling old man, dressed in a clean robe, walked up to the red lady's horse, held a white hata, and sang a beautiful hymn: "Naadam, the horse that stands out from the crowd, has the ribbon of the dragon king tied around his neck, and the crotch bone is marked with the mark of the scripture master. An elephant-like head, a fish-scale-like palate, a wolf-like ear, star-like eyes, a rainbow-like tail, and a velvety neck and sideburns. Each joint is covered with hair, and each hair is gilded. This heavenly horse is a great horse, and I will smear the auspicious and holy milk on your head......".

He praised the posture of the horse, and even every part of the horse, and held a small lacquered gold bowl dipped in ** on the horse's head, and finally held the mare's milk high and presented it to Yang Ying.

The red lady saw that he dipped his finger in the mare's milk and smeared it on the horse's body, and finally let her drink the remaining mare's milk, and couldn't help frowning secretly. But this is the custom of the steppe. Thousands of herdsmen stared at her with fervor and reverence, and the warriors who had fallen to her looked at the bowl in her hand with jealousy.

Cui Ying'er smiled bitterly, raised the bowl hard, closed her eyes, and poured the half bowl of mare's milk hard. The steppe is boiling. Herdsmen from near and far formed a large and small ***, holding hands and singing and dancing, and there was a peaceful and peaceful atmosphere everywhere.

Cheng Qiyun stood in front of the tent, smiling and looking at the shepherds who were singing and dancing happily, listening to the rhythm of the music, her chin nodded slightly, in response to their rhythm, and seemed to be about to rise with the song. At this time, a man quietly walked behind her and lowered his voice to say a few words.

Cheng Qiyun's shoulders swayed gently with the shepherd's singing, and she turned her head casually and ordered, "Let them do it, don't interfere." When they succeed, bring Ashin back, and the rest of the people are gone."

The figure behind quietly left again.

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"My lord", Cheng Qiyun turned her head, and a sweet smile appeared on her face.

"Why do you dangle around, do you like their dances?"

"Their dancing is cheerful and free, with a unique taste, and it's not bad."

Yang Ling approached, took her waist around her and looked at the herdsmen who were singing and dancing, and said with a smile: "I like your dance better, it's a hundred times better than this."

Qiyun's eyes rolled and she said in surprise: "Have I ever danced in front of adults?" How come I don't remember? ”

"Why not? I remember that it was the first time you came to my house, living in the inner study, with a golden waist chain tied around your waist, dancing the Tianzhu dance ......, water as skin, snake as bone, charming writhing, charming eyes, what a terrible vixen." Yang Ling laughed.

Cheng Qiyun bit her lip and slapped him with a smile, she stretched out her hand and swept the silk, and said with a smile in her eyes: Home will jump to you tonight, and jump to show you alone, okay? ”

Not... Qiyun suddenly saw that Yang Ling's hand on his waist was taken away, his two eyes were looking ahead, the expression on his face was extremely serious, and his chin was still nodding very seriously, so he had a shameless face that was talking about 'business' with her.

Cheng Qiyun moved her eyes knowingly, as expected, Cui Ying'er was passing by in front of the tent accompanied by Feng Lei, Jing Fo'er and others, although it was inconvenient for her to come over to meet, those clear eyes could keep staring here.

The master is only afraid of her! Cheng Qiyun snorted angrily, and while casually putting her hands behind her back, she pressed the tips of the boots against Yang Ling's feet, and leaned forward with her shoulders, rolling, rolling......

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