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"General, general, that's, that's ......" one of Nachichi's men suddenly cried out in horror.

"What is it?"

"Arrow God, Arrow God Borjutsu!"

"What, Borshu?" That day Chi was startled, ran over, and pushed away Yang Hong and the others who were preparing to cremate Borshu's corpse.

"It's really the Arrow God Borjutsu!" Richi froze, completely unable to believe his eyes.

This is a heroic figure that he admires in his heart, and he also wants to have the opportunity to ask him for archery skills.

I didn't expect this god-like figure to die, and he died in the territory of Daming!

The fatal wound on his body was like a sharp arrow piercing the heart!

This, what's going on, who can sue sù himself, that day Chi was a little crazy, and Borshu, who has the name of the arrow god, was actually shot and killed by someone with an arrow!

Is this irony or fate?

"How did Borshu die, how did he die?"

"Naturally, it was killed by our adults, didn't you see that our adults were also injured?" Yang Hong said proudly.

"Your lords?" Only then did Richi react, it was Meng Yan who was talking about.

"Don't believe me?" Yang Hong glanced at him disdainfully.

"No, this is incredible, it's not true, it's not true......" Since then, the invincible arrow god in his heart has actually been killed, which makes him a little psychologically unbearable.

"That's a fair one-on-one matchup!"

"No, I don't believe it, I'm going to ask him personally!" That day, he was crazy and ran towards Meng Yan, who was bandaging his wounds.

His face was red and his neck was thick, his eyes were as wide as bull's eyes, as if he hadn't rested well, and his eyes were full of bloodshots.

This was fine just now. Is this stimulated?

"If you have something to say, don't look at the official like this, the official doesn't like that tune!" Meng Yan showed Mao, if it weren't for the injuries on his body, he would have kicked it directly.

"Grígradu, you sue me. Did you kill Borjutsu? That Richi stared at Meng Yan and asked viciously.

"This ......"

"Say!"

"What are you yelling at, I owe you?"

"If you don't say it, don't say it, I, I'm ......" I was anxious that day, but I couldn't find anything to threaten Meng Yan.

"Borshu is your father, are you in such a hurry?"

"Okay, I'll tell you. Borshu was killed by me. A hint of sadness flashed in Meng Yan's eyes, "He couldn't dodge the last arrow." ”

"Did you really kill you?" Hearing the clear answer, that day Chi suddenly felt as if he had lost his soul.

He somewhat understood that the day was red, and a generation of arrow god Borshu was in the hearts of many Mongolians, and it was already a deified existence!

Now that he died suddenly, still at the hands of a Han Chinese, they felt a little lost and panicked in their hearts. There was even a feeling of being abandoned by the Immortal Heaven.

"You, why did you kill him?"

"He's going to kill me. Could it be that I still have to stick my neck out so that he can't cut it? Meng Yan said angrily, of course, the real reason, he would not say.

Haramu and the others did come to kill him, and the reasons were quite complicated, and he didn't want to tell Na Richi about this.

A generation of arrow gods on the steppe is dead, and he has died in a foreign land!

The fire was blazing. Except for the bones of Borshu that were cremated alone, the bodies of the other deceased were reduced to a pile of ashes!

"What are you doing?"

"I'm going to bring back Bouls' ashes and relics!" That day, Chi spread out a piece of animal skin, grabbed Borshu's ashes and put them on it!

"Xiaochao, let him help. He can't take the ashes of Borshu with him! Meng Yan anxiously ordered.

Although Guo Xiaochao didn't quite understand why, he knew a little about the relationship between Meng Yan and Borshu, so he rushed up, grabbed the leather armor on Na Richi's body, and dragged him back!

Qiang Qiang ......

There was a sound of drawing knives around, and the wolf guard brought by Na Chi quickly rushed up, wanting to save his head.

And Zhang Chong and other Meng Yan's guards also drew their swords to meet them without showing weakness.

"Meng Yan, what do you want to do, everyone is dead, and you still don't let it go?" That day Chi got up and yelled at Meng Yan.

"Nari Chi, you are not qualified to take the ashes of Borshu!" Meng Yan had already bandaged it, and the arrow passed through the lobes of the lungs, almost hurting the lobes of the lungs, and his right arm was temporarily unable to move, but the rest was not hindered.

"Fart, I'm not qualified, are you qualified?" That day, I jumped straight to my feet in anger, this is unreasonable, are you a Han Chinese, and I am a Mongolian?

"I have!" Meng Yan said in a deep voice, "Borshu used to be my archery teacher, and he also died in my hands, before dying, I also promised him that I would personally send his ashes to his hometown, the Karaqin Mongolian Grassland, and be buried at the foot of the Great Snow Mountain!" ”

"What, you're a student of Borjutsu?" Richi was stunned, he never thought that Meng Yan and Borshu still had such a relationship.

"Yes!"

"No wonder, no wonder ......" Richi suddenly realized, and somewhat understood, Borshu was not casually defeated at the hands of a Han Chinese, but at the hands of the students he taught himself.

As a teacher, isn't it the supreme honor of being a teacher that his students are better than him?

But this failure also means death, because they are now opposites.

"You are indeed more qualified than me, but, with your current status, when will you be able to return the ashes of Borshu to the grassland?" That day Chi did not give up and escorted the ashes of the arrow god back, which was also a rare honor for him.

"Yes, I don't have a chance to return to the grassland now, but in the near future, I will." Meng Yan said solemnly.

That day, a gleam erupted in his red eyes.

He somewhat understood the meaning of Meng Yan's words, and when he returned to the grassland, it would be impossible to be alone, maybe it would be an army of thousands!

I didn't expect this Meng Yan to have such great ambitions, does he want to learn from Xu Da?

If it was someone else, he would just have heard a very funny joke, but for Meng Yan, that Richi had personal experience.

This man is as cunning as a fox and ruthless. What's even worse is that his own combat power is amazing, if you let the people on the grassland know that it was he who killed the arrow god Borshu, I'm afraid that when the time comes, the morale will be weakened by three points!

There is no one to match, once this person leads the army into the steppe. With his familiarity with the grassland, it was definitely a ruining disaster for the tribes of the grassland.

It's horrible!

When it falls, it must be a river of blood, and the dead and wounded are everywhere.

He regretted it a little, why didn't he have a ruthless heart just now and ordered to kill, even if they all died, as long as they could kill each other, it would be worth it.

"That day red. Do you regret that you didn't give the order to kill me just now? ”

"How is it possible, how can I be the kind of person who will take revenge?" That day, Chi hurriedly denied it.

Meng Yan sneered, what kind of revenge, if it weren't for the emperor's holy decree, that Richi's life would have been ended by himself a long time ago.

"Brother Xiaochao, put away Borshu's ashes, we should hurry. I think I can feel the left acropolis today, right? ”

"Looking at the weather, I'm afraid it's going to rain lightly. Let's go! Glancing at the celestial phenomena, Ma Weiran judged.

"My lord, can you ride a horse with your injuries?"

"It's okay, don't I still have a hand?" Meng Yan said, "If you don't ride a horse, do you still plan to find me a car?" ”

There wasn't even a ghost in the area. Not to mention the car.

The two teams combined into one team, but Meng Yan insisted on walking behind, and there was no way for Richi.

No one is at ease, the person who walks behind can launch a sneak attack on the front Dan at any time, but Meng Yan's strength. That day Chi could only give up.

After all, they also have another layer of identity, and everyone shows it, and they inevitably have a layer of scruples.

The Left Acropolis has arrived.

Everyone stayed in the Left Acropolis for one night, and Xu Gui, the general of the town guarding Datong West Road, held a banquet in the Left Acropolis to entertain Meng Yan and his party.

In Guo Nu's list of trustworthy to Meng Yan, Xu Gui, the general who guards Datong West Road, can be trusted, and he still has some friendship with Guo Nu.

When Meng Yan saw him, he called him "Uncle Xu"!

Xu Gui is the highest-ranking general in the Left Acropolis, and he is also the commander of the Left Guard, and the Yunzhou Wei is also stationed in the Left Acropolis and also accepts his command.

The left and right acropolises each had two guards, and they were at the forefront of the fight against the Tatars and Warats, and were the most elite in combat and equipment.

However, although Xu Gui led the left acropolis, he was also controlled by Shi Heng, the general of the right guard, and the governor of the city, that is to say, the soldiers and horses on the Datong West Road Shi Heng could be promoted.

Of course, Shi Heng's power is also given by the imperial court, and he can't act recklessly, in the Left Acropolis, Xu Gui still says the same.

In the left acropolis, there were 2,000 horses, infantry, and cavalry, and 1,000 musketeers, and the rest were baggage soldiers and other auxiliary troops, totaling more than 11,000 men and horses!

It can be said that this is a huge barracks.

"Uncle Xu, my father-in-law told my little nephew before leaving, among the generals of the Datong border army, you are a trustworthy person, so this time, the little nephew deliberately made a detour!"

"Brother Guo is too awarded, Xu someone guards the border for the country, and he is also loyal to his duty." Xu Guidao.

The crying at the border pass is not something that ordinary people can understand, and Xu Gui, who is just in his early forties, has gray sideburns.

As a general, this is already the case, and the situation of the soldier is even worse.

The living conditions here are very difficult, especially if the grain and grass in the rear cannot be received, the soldiers will go hungry.

Even if you go out hunting, how many beasts can you fight, how many people can divide them?

In addition to the problem of eating, there is also draft, soldiers need to be dressed, soldiers need weapons to fight, and they are all young people, who are full of fire and energy, and they can't rely on training to vent, right?

In a border fort like the Left Acropolis, a brothel is essential, but how many people can enjoy it?

Even if you don't fight, how much food is consumed in a day for tens of thousands, and there is also forage needed for war horses!

Road traffic in this era was not well developed, and there were many disturbing factors, all of which could not be overcome.

It is conceivable that it is really not something that ordinary people can do, and staying at the border all year round really requires enduring the unbearable loneliness of ordinary people.

If it weren't for these people, I'm afraid how could the people of the Central Plains live a stable life? (To be continued......) R1292