The blue sky is as clear and clear as a wash, and the white clouds seem to float and scatter in the sky. The golden sunlight shot through the sky like a sharp arrow, shining on the turquoise grassland. The dew that has not yet dissipated lingers on the blades of grass, reflecting a little dazzling brilliance.

The grass, the white clouds, the blue sky, the Alxa grassland is like a pure woman, opening her beautiful mind to everyone.

On the grassland, thousands of horses are singing, people are boiling, and the white yurt is like a small flower in full bloom, showing in front of you one by one. Countless flags of all colors hunt and fly in the breeze of late spring. Thousands of Turkic horses gallop on the steppe, their manes black, yellow, and white, like the rolling mountains of the steppe. The knights on the horse, dressed in brand-new robes, did whatever they wanted on the horses, jumping sideways, and all kinds of difficult movements emerged one after another, attracting warm applause from the surrounding onlookers.

The most popular are naturally the warriors with black masks on their heads, and these are the elites who participate in the sheep holding conference. They are the most burly, the most robust, and the quickest, and even if they can't see their faces clearly, you can feel the deep confidence and pride in their hearts everywhere.

The Turks cheered and unreservedly gave their warmest praise and applause to these mysterious warriors.

The Turkic beautiful girls sent by various tribes to participate in the selection of relatives, dressed in the most beautiful festive costumes, led by the elders of the clans, gradually converged in the center of the steppe. There is a huge rough wood. A large field shed was erected. It is about two zhang high and stretches for several miles.

In front of the canopy. Dozens of elevated platforms were erected. Each platform has a long rope hanging from the top, and a huge subway hook hangs underneath. These are all used to hang sheep land. Wait for the rope to be cut. The sheep falls to the ground. The sheep holding conference is about to officially begin.

More and more Turkic girls are choosing marriage. They gathered in the middle of the steppe, separated from their tribes. Unify the transfer to the tall white horse and gallop to your heart's content.

Beauty and White Horse Combination. It immediately became the biggest bright spot on the grassland. The warriors of all ethnic groups who are on the run, whether they participate in sheep hunting or not. All eyes are on this place.

It is like a beautiful white cloud, slowly moving in the grassland. The girls sang crisply. Drifting in the clear sky. Numerous whistles and cheers.

There have long been Turkic warriors who could not stand the loneliness. He rode his horse and rushed forward. It's not close yet. was splashed with water. This is a warning from the Hu people to those who cross the border.

Look at the soaked, stunned warriors. Screams and whistles sounded all around, and the girls laughed one after another.

The biggest benefit of participating in this sheep holding conference is. As long as you are masked. No one knows who you are. Take it this way. The Turks were meant to demonstrate the spirit of fair play. It doesn't matter how powerful the tribe is. Still weak. It doesn't matter if you are a prince or an ordinary herdsman. As long as you have the ability. Not to play to your heart's content, and. Don't worry about retaliation afterwards. In this case, the sheep holding conference is more intense and exciting. It is also more able to select real warriors.

And the difference between the various tribes. With the flag as a symbol. For example, the Bailing Flag, Eagle Flag, Tiger Flag, etc., which I saw that day, actually symbolized different tribes. There are hundreds of tribes large and small on the grassland. There are all kinds of strange flags, as if there is a world exhibition.

In the corner of the prairie. Dozens of figures were scattered around. They wore black masks on their heads, leaving only two eyes exposed. It symbolizes that these are warriors who participate in the sheep holding competition. They land on the flag. Bamboo is a fierce beast with teeth and claws, and it is breathing fire.

"Old Hu. What the hell is this flag you chose for us? Why didn't I recognize it for half a day? One of them, a strong man wearing a mask, looked around a few times in a sneaky manner, and saw that no one noticed this place, before he whispered.

Of all the tribes that came to compete. This one is probably the smallest, with only a dozen people. And the location they chose was also the most remote place, several miles away from the center of the grassland, and at a glance they knew that they were small tribes without strength.

Lao Hu next to him explained: "This thing, the Turks call it the earth rhinoceros. It is a beast that grows in the southern half of the grassland on the border with the desert. Specializing in devouring wild horses and camels, even lions and leopards are somewhat afraid of them. General Lin said, this thing is very similar to our Dahua Fire Qilin, and the land we are pretending to be now is a small tribe that has been wiped out among the nine surnamed Tiele. It's called Tsukishi. The location of the Yue's residence is close to the earth rhino, so we chose it as our banner. ”

Put it this way. Lao Gao understood. He looked back behind him. I saw a man on the horse in the middle of the procession, staring and pondering. It's unusually quiet.

Now that he is on the grassland, the Hu people are everywhere, and no one will notice such a weak tribe at all, and Lin Wanrong is more satisfied with this situation. Although there are many tribes on the grassland, and the scene is also very complicated, the more than 10,000 cavalry and Hu people stationed outside the city almost did not move, which is very troublesome. If they don't move, how will this battle be fought?

In contemplation, the high platform in the center of the steppe gradually became lively, but the people who wanted to see it did not see any of them, not the right king Tusozo, let alone the Turkic Khan.

Lin Wanrong pointed to the high platform, frowned, and said, "Brother Hu, are there only so many Turkic princes and nobles?" It's not enough for Lao Gao to go down with a knife. ”

Hu Bugui shook his head with a smile: "Where, this hasn't started yet." The annual sheep holding conference is the most lively event in the Turks, not only the princes and nobles are bound to attend, but even the Turkic Khan is also often visited. Looking at this year's formation, even if the Turkic Khan does not come, Tusozo will definitely be there. ”

As he was talking, there was a rumbling sound of hooves in the distance, and thousands of horses came by stepping on the grass, and it was the Turkic elite horsemen guarding outside the city.

"The Right King is here!" The nearby Hu people let out excited cheers, the warriors urged their horses to meet them, and the Turkic maidens couldn't stop looking into the distance, their eyes flashing with adoration.

Tusozo took the lead, followed by twenty or thirty richly dressed Hu men. Look at the outfit and the momentum. It should be the prince and minister who stayed in Kizil. Further back. It's the elite Jedi Turkic cavalry. Look at the formation. There were 2,000 of them. I think it's to protect the right king and the ministers.

Tusozo carried a scimitar at his waist and wore a military uniform, smiling and waving to everyone, and enthusiastic cheers suddenly sounded on the grassland. The crowd rushed forward in an uproar. The leaders of the various tribes saluted the right king and the ministers, and presented the big names with fine wine. Tusozo and the princes traveled all the way, drinking as if they were drinking water. It caused a burst of cheers.

"Brother Hu. Look at today's sheep hunting contest. Will Tusozo participate?! Lin Wanrong stared at it for a long time. Suddenly, he asked the people around him if he didn't return.

Judging by the current situation. The fact that the Turkic Khan did not arrive only shows that the charm of the place of the sheep is not enough. Lack of heavyweights. And this heavyweight. Naturally, it is the right king of the Turks.

If Tusozzo is just a spectator, he is watching from the wall. The Turkic cavalry outside the city would not have a chance to move. Only the right king himself went down. The Turks will strengthen the defense of the sheep holding site. In the midst of the changes in their defensive positions, the Dahua cavalry was able to look for opportunities.

Lao Hu hesitated for a moment: "This." I can't say for sure. Look at him. Dressed up. It seems that he is not ready to end. However, this is not necessarily the case. The key is to look at these women who choose relatives. Will there be a character he is interested in. ”

Lin Wanrong hummed. His face was as calm as water, and he did not speak.

Who is the person who makes Tusozo's heart move. Everyone knows it. In fact. From the moment Yujia suddenly disappeared, this was the question in everyone's hearts. But General Lin didn't say a word about it. No one dared to ask.

Tusozo and the Turkic princes, surrounded by the crowd, rode slowly. All the way to the shed shed. I saw the arrival of this young and handsome right king. Just stand in front of yourself. The Turkic maidens screamed with excitement.

Tusozo ascended the canopy. The eyes are like electricity. Eyes kept roaming the crowd, and the girls became more and more crazy. Voices shouted his name, and they all crowded towards the long shed. No target found. Tusozo looked a little disappointed. He raised his hand slightly to gesture to the crowd, a confident smile on his face.

A Turkic priest. Slowly stand on the high platform. Holding a piece of silk silk in his hand, he read it aloud. Lin Wanrong knew almost nothing about Turkic languages. Fortunately, Lao Hu's level is enough. I listened to him translate.

The status of the Turkic priests in the court of the Hu people. It's like the Book of Rites, where there are important activities, such as sacrifices and expeditions. The Turks all have rituals to worship the heavens, which is no different from Dahua.

The old priest was babbling something, probably praying to the heavens. All the Hu people had solemn faces and listened to his teachings. On a raised platform in front of the canopy. It was already full of fat sheep that had been soaked in water. A little shine in the sun.

"Roar-" Lin Wanrong was drowsy when he heard it, and the cheers of the people woke him up. Looking up, it turned out that the priest had already finished reading, the tribes were gradually dispersed, and the sheep holding meeting was about to begin.

Tusozo slowly ascended one of the high platforms and was waving to his people, as if he had cut the first rope.

Such a significant event. If placed in Dahua. The Emperor will definitely be there in person. The Turkic Khan was unique. It is really puzzling that he did not come to the scene in person.

"Brother Lin. Are we going to participate in this one?! Seeing that the sheep conference was about to start, the high chief rubbed his hands and said excitedly. To enter Kizil, it is necessary to win at least three races in the sheep holding tournament, and this is well known to everyone.

Lin Wanrong shook her head: "Wait a minute, let's see the situation." ”

In the initial stage of the Hu people's sheep holding competition, the three tribes held sheep at the same time, and the one who arrived first won the goal. Every tribe can participate at any time. However, if you lose once, you will lose the qualification to continue the competition.

The sheep holding meeting was about to begin, and the three landing warriors stood in a triangle, completely equal in distance from the center of the grassland. The Turkic girls who chose to choose their relatives did not blink their eyes, fearing that they would miss the opportunity to choose the most powerful warriors.

"Woo-" A short horn sounded, and Tusozo swung his silver knife in his hand, and the waterlogged sheep fell heavily on the grass.

The crowd erupted in earth-shattering cheers and roars, and the masked warriors of the three tribes urged the horses to hurry up like crazy, and rushed towards the sheep drop in unison, and a burst of misty smoke suddenly rose on the grassland.

It was only a few hundred zhang away, and in the blink of an eye, the Turkic people who rushed to the front immediately leaned down, scooped up the bloody body of the sheep with both hands, and raised it to the sky. The people of the other land had not yet had time to cheer. Then I heard a muffled sound. The warrior of the sheep land was stabbed in the head. Rolled on his side and fell. Blood splattered.

"Roar—" Seeing the blood glow. The Turks of the steppe went crazy in an instant. They roared and jumped and jumped, their eyes shining with excitement. He waved his arms vigorously and shouted strange trumpets in his mouth.

The bloody sheep had already fallen into the hands of another tribe, and they left five or six men desperately wielding their scimitars. Block the enemy's pursuit. The remaining dozen or so people galloped on horseback. Gallop to the ground.

The two clans of the backward land were instantly red-eyed. More than 20 riders went up wildly. In the blink of an eye, he cut down his opponent and stomped over them without hesitation. Rush to catch up.

Blood splattered down the grass. But no one cared about it. Girls screamed, men cheered. The atmosphere was so warm that it almost turned the sky upside down.

In this endless madness. The warriors of the three tribes are entangled. The horses were no longer able to move forward. What pulling, blocking, shifting, pre-determined strategies are completely useless. Only by stepping on the opponent's body. They can move on.

The bloody body of the sheep no longer knows how many times it has changed hands. The warriors burst out with all their strength. Blood-red eyes slashed at each other, and flesh and blood flew constantly. Keep turning people on their backs. screaming loudly. The Turks watching the battle shouted and cheered wildly, hoarse. Completely ignoring the fall to the ground, it is his own compatriots. The Hu girl danced excitedly.

+ Force is everything.

A blunt knife is also a knife, and the ruthlessness of the Hu people is no less than a life-and-death battle. Broken legs and stumps, those fallen Turks. I'm afraid that I won't be able to climb on horseback for the rest of my life. At this moment, even if the opponent is replaced by their own relatives. These warriors are just as hands-on. This is how the bloody nature of the Hu people is cultivated. Lin Wanrong shook her head and was silent. Chief Gao pouted secretly.

Tusozo faces this brutal sheep grabbing contest. It has long been commonplace. His face was calm. He even smiled occasionally to encourage the warriors.

This one is over. Among the more than forty warriors. Still on horseback. There were only three people left. They will lift the sheep over the top. Excitedly crossing the finish line. The Hu people swarmed towards them. A Turkic girl. Bravely rush forward. A flower basket that you will knit by yourself. Hung around the neck of one of the warriors. Shyly turned away.

There was a cheer from the crowd, which meant that a young girl had found her crush, even though she had never seen his face—a testament to the Turks' admiration for force.

The hooded warriors departed happily. According to the rules, their local tribe is qualified to fight again. If they can win three games in a row, they can go to the city to pay homage to the Khan, which is a great honor for the entire tribe.

Watch the battle down. I already have some understanding of this sheep holding conference. Lin Wanrong nodded: "While Tu Suozuo hasn't participated yet, Brother Hu, let's go in the next game!" ”

No matter how the city defense of the Hu people changed, someone had to infiltrate the Turkic royal court to respond. And winning three games in the sheep holding contest is undoubtedly the best way. But if you run into Tusozzo, the battle will be difficult. So he chose to do it first.

"That's right. Above. Above! Lao Gao eyebrows opened his eyes and smiled: "As long as you cover your face, we will cut the beard." But the Hu people still have to cheer for us, such an opportunity is rare to see in a thousand years. You're welcome, everyone. ”

Everyone laughed. Although the Great Chinese and the Turkic people are different in appearance, as long as they cover their faces, neither of them can tell who the other side is. And the Hu people are in the light, they are in the dark, and this battle is a big advantage.

Hu Bugui swaggered to get a sign, and Hu Rendi made a sign very simple, that is, he drew an animal figure on the sheepskin. Chief Gao glanced at it a few times: "Hey, this seems to be a wild duck, I have seen it by the lake of Usubnuoer." ”

Hu Bugui smiled and nodded: "Brother Gao has a good memory." You're right, we've been put in the duck group. ”

"Poof". Just as he had taken the water bladder and poured it straight into Lin Wanrong, a mouthful of water spurted out, and he was so shocked that he almost lost his breath. What kind of chicken group duck group, Turkic land number, how can they be so uneducated.

Lao Hu is understandable, there is no one, two, three, four ugly in the Turkic language, and the animal graphics are simple and easy to remember, which is also in line with their local character.

The more than 20 brothers who participated in the sheep hunting were all carefully selected by Lao Hu, not only to be good at kung fu, but also to know a few words of Turkic language. Therefore, strictly speaking, in this team now, the Turkic language is the most inferior to Lin Wanrong. Even Lao Gao is stronger than him.

Ducks are in a team of three. In addition to a leopard flag, I also saw the figure of a lark. A joke that day. I never thought it would work. Old Trek laughed happily.

After checking that the knife is not sharpened. And no one cared about them. And the starting point of the sheep land. It is about two hundred zhang from the center of the grassland, and the map of Sozo is on the long shed. I'm looking around. Obviously absent-minded, of course, he won't notice this small Diyue tribe from the edge of the desert.

"Woo-" The horn sounded, and Lin Wanrong rushed out with a bang. It's in great shape. It's like you're floating in the clouds. Even Lao Hu couldn't keep up with him. There was a burst of cheers from the crowd. Applaud him for his riding. It's just that the Turks can't dream of it. Beneath the dark ground cover, there was a yellow face.

I heard the sound of the wind whirring in my ears. Accompanied by the frantic howl of the Hu people watching the battle, the blue eyes of the opponent could be faintly seen. Kizil is close at hand, but Lin Wanrong is as calm as water. Except for the sound of horses' hooves. It seems that nothing can be heard.

The lightness of the lark tribe really lives up to its name. That rushed to the front. It was the equestrian Hu man I had seen that day. He ran like a fly, with his body slightly to one side. He copied the wet body of the sheep in his hand. The larks of the land people. Suddenly there was an earth-shattering cheer.

The leopard Hu people are not dry food. Without waiting for the lark tribe to react. Five horses rushed out from behind them. and surrounded the bearded man who had robbed the sheep in the middle. With a wave of the scimitar in his hand, he rushed straight forward.

The lark was clearly prepared. He let out a loud shout. Hands on the body of the sheep. Throw it forward with all your might.

"Koyu (good)-" Several excited shouts rang out at the same time. The lark people who ran on the front land struggled to catch the sheep, and the horses flew like flies, and ran towards the finish line.

Before the five Leopard Banner Hu men in the besieging area could figure out the situation, the Turkic man with superb riding skills suddenly turned around. A heavy scimitar lifted the two under the horse in an instant.

How could Lao Gao let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. He jumped on the bandwagon. The horse's hooves stomped heavily on the stomachs of the two Hu men. Go down with two knives in your hand. The Hu man was silent again.

"Lake Yu (good)-" Seeing such a superb sword technique. The onlookers let out frenzied screams and cheers. Looking at the high chieftain, his eyes were full of worship and admiration. Boss Gao Dale: "Huyou." You also lake by. Ha ha! ”

Hu Bugui slashed twice. The remaining three Hu people fell crookedly. The lark was so startled that it turned and ran. This Hu Rendi's riding skills are really exquisite. Old Hu was behind him. I couldn't catch up.

The sheep is in the hands of a lark. The two tribes of Dihu have long been in a mess. Ma ** is wrong, he will not be merciful, and he is even more ruthless than on the battlefield. The Dahua knights didn't seem to be able to catch up with them, but they deliberately picked up ready-made land. Look at the fallen horse, slash with a knife, and be busy.

"Up!" Seeing that the other party consumes about the same. Lin Wanrong let out a low snort, and the brothers behind him rushed up with a roar, swinging their knives and slashing. They have been recuperating for a long time. Suddenly like a wolf like a flock of sheep, in Hu

Calling in the middle of the beard people, this feeling is indescribably exciting!

There is Lao Gao taking the lead. Even though it's a blunt knife, it's fun to kill. There were no more Turks. Hu Bugui gave a look. Suddenly, several Dahua soldiers were "screaming". Fell. The Hu people who were watching were enthusiastic and applauded. Screams and screams.

The lark, which was still struggling to support the ground, felt a great deal of joy, and threw the sheep out with all his might.

The equestrian magically Hu man in front was already waiting, and grabbed the sheep's body with his hands. Just about to rush away. Suddenly, a strong wind blew in front of me. He shrank his head. Leaning on the horse's back, his feet pedaling. Leap out.

Cunning boy! Lin Wanrong snorted angrily, he had already preempted him by a position, and the longitudinal horse blocked his route. At the same time, he swung his knife horizontally and slashed at his waist.

The man grasped the body of the sheep, and had no power to fight back, and in his haste, the best riding skill came into play, and he held the horse's belly, and whirled, and when the blade came, he got under the horse again.

After a few steps like this, the Hu man went up and down like a monkey, and Lin Wanrong was dazzled by the ground. One didn't do it, and the other didn't stop, he heyed, raised his big knife, and slashed at the horse's back.

The Turkic horse fell limply, and the lark lost its attachment and fled in terror, only to be overturned by the raffled and slashed by the ground that caught up.

"Roar—" The old man held the sheep's body high and crossed the finish line excitedly. The Huren all around surged up, cheering.

Lin Wanrong deliberately fell last, looked up into the distance, and the Turkic princes were excitedly turning their heads and ears, but they could no longer see Tusozodi's figure.

"General, what's wrong?!" Hu Bugui was closest to him, and when he saw him looking around, he hurriedly came up and asked.

Lin Wanrong shook her head and said solemnly: "Tu Suozo is gone!" ”

Hu Bugui was taken aback, and hurriedly glanced at it a few times, and sure enough, the location of the long shed was empty, and the right king of the Turks disappeared at some point.

"Could it be that I went to the thatched house?!" Lao Hu whispered.

Can I answer that question to you?! Lin Wanrong rolled her eyes helplessly, Lao Hu laughed and scratched her head embarrassedly.

"Grandma, why didn't anyone come to send me flowers? Turkic woman blinded!! Lao Gao walked over indignantly, and waved the scimitar in his hand a few times.

yes, why didn't anyone offer flowers? Lao Gao's sentence woke up Lin Wanrong, with Gao Gao's performance today, in the eyes of those Turkic girls who only recognize kung fu but not people, no one appreciates it, it is abnormal. He hurriedly turned his head, and at this glance, he saw that something was wrong.

The Turkic girls, who were originally happily admiring the sheep holding conference, were now all looking south, looking for something with their eyes wide open. I haven't even looked at the victorious boss Gao here.

Everyone's eyes looked south, and the Alxa grassland, which was still in full swing, instantly became quieter than the lake.

Tusozo is gone, the girl is no longer shouting, the grassland has become so quiet, what is going on? The two looked at each other, puzzled in their hearts, and didn't know who to answer.

In the distance, a small black dot appeared on the grassland, ticking, ticking, and crisp hooves, striking at everyone's atrium. The figure gradually came into view, and it was actually a green pony, shaking its head and shaking its head, and the horse was extraordinary.

Immediately sat a young woman, her hair was sprinkled like a rushing black waterfall, her skin was as crystal clear as the beautiful jade of Tianchi, her face was covered with a transparent light veil, her beautiful pupils were slightly flowing, her eyes were like autumn waves, and there was a faint touch of almost invisible faint blue in the dark water, which was deep and clear, like Namco Lake in the depths of the grassland, crystal clear and clean. The breeze blew a little veil, and the corners of her rosy lips turned up slightly, outlining a smiling and pretty arc, like a crescent moon rising in the sky.

It's like seeing it for the first time! The word that suddenly came out of his heart made Lin Wanrong sigh silently.

"It's Yuga!!" Hu Bugui and Lao Gao were so shocked that they couldn't close their mouths. The Turkic maidens screamed, mounted their white horses, and frantically rushed towards where Yuga stood.

"Whew-"

"Whew-"

"Whew-"

Three long horns sounded in the grassland, the earth gradually trembled, the sound of thunderous hooves surged, under the city of Kizil, smoke and dust rolled, as if thousands of troops and horses rushed over. Countless golden wolf flags are waving in the wind.

Chief Gao raised his eyebrows and looked at it, and exclaimed: "The cavalry of the Turks, as well as the guards of Kizil, they are all coming this way, what's going on?!" ”

The dust gradually dissipated, and tens of thousands of Turkic elites, lined up, slowly marched over. Far away in the city of Kizil, the guards of the city rushed out to support them. These were the most elite cavalry of the Turks, with a well-groomed appearance and a fierce expression, and before they could get close, a cold murderous aura rushed to their faces.

In the middle of the two armies, sixteen sweaty and bloody horses with red bodies pulled a huge carriage and slowly advanced. A tall yellow tent was erected on the carriage, surrounded by golden wolf heads. The wind blew the veil, and the carriage was silent, and I didn't know who was sitting inside.

The Turkic cavalry slowly surrounded Yuga and the maidens in the middle, and they slowly turned around, and the formation was like a large circle that spread out, slowly advancing in all directions, excluding everyone. The golden veil swayed slightly in the breeze, and the figure of the crescent moon gradually blurred, and finally disappeared into the crowd, slowly, even those Turkic girls could not be seen.

"The Turkic Khan is coming! voice, said excitedly.