The grassland, at the foot of Mulan Mountain, the royal court of the Bai nationality, and dozens of miles of square gardens, have been arranged into a huge celebration venue, where the leaders of various tribes of the grassland gather to celebrate the annual Mulan Festival, but everyone understands that the grand Mulan Festival in previous years will be overshadowed by another incident this year. For hundreds of years, the first empire will appear on the grassland, the Yuanwu Empire, and the Bai patriarch Bayar will be the first emperor of the Yuanwu Empire.

Bayar imitated the imperial system of Great Chu, established an empire, centralized power, established a unified army, a unified political axe, and a unified command, the only difference is that the imperial inheritance of the Yuanwu Empire is not a family system, but a system of election, and meritocracy is lifted. Bayar wants to absorb the advanced experience of Great Chu, but he wants to try his best to avoid the weakening of the imperial power, "I want to let the grassland people still keep the wolf surname soaked in their bones, and if they advance, they will live, and if they retreat, they will die." A good ruler has always grown up in the wind and rain, if my children and grandchildren can't win this battle, it is that they are powerless to lead the steppe people forward, if the corpse is vegetarian, then it is better to retreat and give way to the virtuous, not only can save the life of the family name, but also will not lead the steppe people into the abyss because of their mediocrity. Bayar's loud words convinced all the leaders of the steppe tribes, even Haninqi, who had always been on the wrong path with him, knew that in terms of mind and ambition, he was indeed inferior to Bayar, and it was no wonder that he would be the loser in this battle.

The Bai royal court under Mulan Mountain, after nearly a year of expansion, has begun to take on the scale of a big city, although compared with a state city in Dachu, it is not as good, but there is still a strict atmosphere faintly revealed, the Bai Longxiao Army is responsible for the security of this Mulan Festival, that is, Bayar's enthronement, the whole army tens of thousands of horses are distributed within a radius of dozens of miles around the royal court, and the inside is even more heavily guarded. Seeing the military appearance of the Long Xiao Army and the prestige of the two armies of Wolf Ben, who had just won the battle against Dingzhou, the tribal leaders who were still a little cautious were even more desperate, and they no longer had any other thoughts.

On the grassland within dozens of miles, countless bonfires are lit, and the grassland people in full costume surround the bonfire, singing and dancing, the horse-head qin, and the winter bula play melodious songs, and the fat whole sheep are roasted on the fire, and the grease drips down, bursting with small red flowers. Generations of mare's milk wine are randomly piled on the ground and allowed to be used, and the whole grassland presents a joyful atmosphere.

This is the carnival of the grassland people.

At this time, in an inconspicuous tent, a group of people gathered, all of them sat on the ground in silence with solemn faces, looking at a man in the middle. Wang Qi, director of the Operations Department of the Statistics and Survey Department, who was dressed in the costume of a grassland man, with his hair braided into countless tiny braids, with a full beard on his face, a dark face, and a grassland scimitar pinned to his waist, swept the eyes of everyone in the tent.

"Brethren, this is the largest operation since the establishment of our Action Agency, and it is also a desperate operation, and I can honestly say that the chances of survival in this operation are not very large, so I don't force everyone, those who don't want to participate can quit now, and no one will laugh at you."

None of the people in the tent moved slightly, stopped for a while, and a man said in a sullen voice: "Wang Tou, don't talk about this nonsense, Lao Tzu's family died in the hands of the barbarians, I don't share the sky with them, everyone sneaked into the grassland, isn't it just to do an earth-shattering event to take revenge, what is there to say, not to mention, Lao Tzu has left a seed in Dingzhou, and Lao Tzu's incense will not be extinguished." There are big handsomes in Dingzhou, and I don't have to worry about them having no life. ”

"Yes, Wang Tou, assign the task!" The men looked resolute, and their situation was similar to that of the people who had spoken before.

Wang Qi Zancai nodded, this group of people were carefully selected by him, and they have been lurking in the grassland for a long time, this time, he came to the grassland with the instructions of the director, and personally planned and commanded this major operation.

"Revenge for the handsome, revenge for the sacrificed Dingzhou athletes, mess up the grassland, if possible, let the grassland fall into chaos, mutual suspicion, and distrust." Director Qingfeng's original words, Wang Qi firmly remembered.

"The objectives of this operation are as follows, Haninqi of the green department, Fusen of the red department. These two people have a gap with the Bai people, killing them can take revenge, and the second is to make the grassland tribes wonder if this is the Bai tribe's attack, so brothers, if you can't come out alive, please completely lose your identity, so that no one can guess or see that you are from Dingzhou, so I will group you below. ”

The person whose name was read was silently divided into two groups, Wang Qi took out more than a dozen crossbows from a roll of wrapped animal skins, and said: "Everyone, this is the five-shot repeater that our Statistical Survey Department has just begun to equip, whether it is power or range, it is more powerful than the military is equipped, and the crossbow arrows are all iron-made broken crossbow arrows, which have the ability to break armor within fifty steps, and hit the vital point within thirty steps, whether this person wears armor or not, there is no reason to survive, unless he wears our Dingzhou stainless steel armor, but obviously, It is impossible for them to possess this armor. ”

A group of men touched the heavy crossbow in their hands, their faces were full of joy, with this kind of sharp weapon, the success of the assassination has increased greatly, they are not afraid of death, but they want to pull a few enough cushions before they die. The leader of the steppe tribe died at his hands, and he will go down in history.

"Brethren, all come and look at this picture, if you can come out alive, this is your retreat route, I will wait here for you for three days, and in three days, if I don't wait for you, I will leave." Wang Qi said a little heavily.

"Don't worry, Wang Tou!" The men said in unison.

Bowls of wine were lined up on the ground, Wang Qi took out a broken blade from his arms, cut his fingers, and dripped blood into the bowl, all the men cut their fingers one after another, dripping blood into the bowl, Wang Qi picked up a bowl of blood wine: "Brothers, the time for action is two days later, I wish you success and return safely." "Raise your neck and drink it all.

"Wan Sheng!" Everyone drank the wine from their bowls at the same time. Then he saluted Wang Qi one by one in silence, turned to leave, Wang Qi fell to the ground with his face and knees, touched the ground with his head, and did not stand up until everyone left.

The eyes of the grassland people within dozens of miles turned to the Bai royal court, whether they could see it or not, whether they could hear it or not, everyone silently waited for the horn that symbolized the completion of the enthronement ceremony and the official establishment of the Yuanwu Empire. Except for the cow shouting and the horse neighing, no one spoke.

Snowflakes fluttered in the sky again, and pieces flew down, falling on everyone's bodies, and immediately turned into water droplets, sliding down their faces.

Coming, coming, the sound of the horn came faintly from afar, closer and closer, closer and closer, and finally, the clear sound of the horn sounded in the ears with joy, and all the silent steppe people cheered, throwing the fur hats on their heads and anything in their hands high, whether they knew or not, everyone gathered together, shouting, jumping, hugging each other, and the call of "long live" resounded throughout the grassland.

Behind the carnival of the Bai people is the loneliness of the Qingbu, after participating in the enthronement ceremony of Bayar, Haninqi, who witnessed his biggest opponent ascending to the supreme position of the grassland supremacy, did not want to stay here for a minute, and rushed back to the Qingbu with his subordinates Pegasus, the Mulan Festival of the Qingbu did not have a joyful festival atmosphere, and all the Qingbu people were silently packing their bags and preparing to go to the barren land of the Green Ridge Pass to re-establish their homes there.

The next time, hundreds of thousands of Qingbu people were ready to go, all the belongings were loaded into carriages, countless cattle and sheep were scattered on the grassland, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the golden tent that symbolized Bayar, the leader of the Qingbu. As soon as there is an order, all of them will immediately leave the hometown where they have lived for countless years. A sense of melancholy about to leave home permeated the crowd, and suppressed cries could be faintly heard.

The big tent opened, Haning Qi dressed up, mounted his war horse, and slowly walked among the Qingbu people, his eyes scanning his people. Badama Ninbu was behind him, and the eyes of all the Qing leaders were full of unwillingness, looking at the Bai royal court, the hatred in his eyes was difficult to hide.

"Big Chief, we don't want to leave!" A cry came out of the crowd, like a clarion call, and countless people cried at the same time, "Great leader, we don't want to leave!" The crowd surged towards Haning.

Haninqi's guards formed a human wall, desperately blocking the people from approaching Haningqi.

"Big Boss, Big Boss!" More people rushed forward, and chaos ensued.

"Father, let's go!" Badamanbu watched the chaotic scene worriedly.

Haninqi shook his head, "It's me who didn't lead the Qingbu well, I'm sorry for them." With his waist strained and his hands propped up, he stood straight on his horse.

"The people of the green department!" He shouted hoarsely, "Listen to me! ”

The prestige of the leader was revealed at this moment, Haninqi stood high on his horse, and the excited crowd of Qingbe finally quieted down and knelt on the ground.

"Today's departure is for our return, this is the hometown that gave birth to us and raised us, no matter where we go, we will never forget that this is our home, and one day, our youth will return here with our heads held high."

In the crowd, several men raised their heads unobtrusively, sneers on the corners of their mouths, "You will never come back." Several men glanced at each other and jumped up at the same time, "Big leader, we don't want to leave!" They shouted in unison, but the crossbow with a cold light in their hands startled everyone.

The terrifying roar of crossbow arrows sounded, and more than a dozen crossbows shot at Haninqi like lightning, and Haninqi, who was standing high on the horse, was only twenty or thirty paces away from these men, and was a live target that was so obvious that it could no longer be obvious.

The crossbow arrows made a sound and pierced Haninqi's armor, Haninqi's eyes flashed with incredible light, and his eyes glared at several assassins, pushing the golden mountain, pouring the jade pillar, and carrying it down from the horse.

"Father!" Badamanbu shouted.

"Catch the assassin!" More people shouted.

(To be continued)