When the sound of the horn was carried into the tent by the night wind, Shetoshago just woke up from a nightmare. He dreamed of a wolf with elder's wings, swooping into a flock of white swans from the sky and tearing them to pieces. He led the young people of his tribe to rescue his ancestors, but the strong white wolf let out an earth-shattering roar, "Woo-woo-"

"Whoa—whoa—" It wasn't a wolf howl, but a warning from the brothers on duty. The good habits cultivated by years of hunting made Shetosha Ge quickly get rid of the weakness of his body and the dullness of his heart, and quickly jumped off the felt couch. By the glimmer of the uncooled glow in the charcoal basin, he hurriedly wrapped his leather armor and grabbed the scimitar. The sound of the alarm horn suddenly disappeared, as if it had never been sounded at all. The whole camp was silent again, and only the night wind continued to sweep through the wool in the camp, making an almost crazy sound, "hula-hula-hula-hula......"

Could it be that I heard it wrong? Brother Sha Hesitantly put down the knife, reluctantly opened the door of the felt tent, and intently discerned the movement in the night sky. It wasn't the first time he had dreamed about flying wolves, but not every time he could hear the horn in his sleep. This time, he clearly remembered that it was two successively, the first one was rapid and high-pitched, and the second one briefly popped up, and he was stuck to death.......

The third horn never sounded again. Aside from the sound of the wind and the battle flag, Elder Shetosha only heard a thin snoring and a few moans that were common on spring nights. The Liuhua River is a good place. A campsite with abundant water and grass and bright sunshine always energizes the young people of the tribe. That means that Immortal Heaven will give the tribe more children, more warriors. It means that the blood and bones of the white swan will be endless.

Then he heard an itchy call, "Old Battle, what are you doing!" There was honey in his voice, and there was the smell of flowers, so that he had to put down the curtain of the felt tent and his guard mind, and twist his head back into his own felt collapse.

Dani, the youngest daughter of Ejin Baoyintu of the Murowei Yetun Division, was lying on the felt collapse, pouting angrily at the wake up of her spring dream. She is a "gift" from the Murowei tribe to the elder Shetoshago in order to make friends with the Xia tribe. It has lips like stamens and long legs like wild deer. When he took her around the camp during the day, he always felt that he was dozens of years younger. At night, she witnessed her true age again and again on her body.

The prowess with which he could bring down a camel with one arm is gone. And between her slender waist and slender legs, there seems to be endless energy hidden. So every time Dani pursed her lips, Shetosha's heart was full of guilt. He was afraid that the other party would not be able to sleep peacefully at night, so he tried his best to control it and not make a sound even in the middle of the night. But Dani is like a cat with squinting eyes, ready to open her eyes at any moment and stretch her magical body.

Tonight, for the first time, Shetosha didn't want to lull the little wildcat to sleep. He swallowed heavily, struggling to look away from Dani's long legs, which were deliberately exposed outside the woolen quilt. "I think I heard a horn just now!" While dodging the resentment in the other's gaze, he turned sideways and added a new piece of white charcoal to the charcoal basin. The white copper charcoal basin is a luxury from the Central Plains, and the firing method of white charcoal is also from the Central Plains. God knows what secrets the Central Plains people have! Among the things they know, I'm afraid it's not just how to make life more comfortable!

"What about you, old Bartel!" The rekindling of the fire illuminated everything in the tent in pink, including the sound of the little wildcat.

"It should have been two sounds, and then it suddenly disappeared. I'm a little worried, you go to sleep first, I'll go outside to patrol and inspect! She smiled lovingly and reached out to cover Dani with a wool quilt.

"Patrol what. Come over to me! Dani seized the opportunity to grab Shetoshago's wrist and grabbed him like a rattan with her long legs. Old Battle, didn't you arrange several secret sentinels? There was a river so wide in front of it, and a mountain so high on the other side of the river. Can anyone still fly from the sky?! ”

"People can't. But I dreamed of a wolf with wings! Shetosha replied as he struggled. This excuse had obviously been used by him many times, so it didn't have any practical effect. "A wolf with wings, does a wolf have wings? So many young people haven't heard it, why are your ears so good? The little wildcat writhed in a low, soft protest through its nostrils. The leather armor she had just put on quickly fell apart, and her hand expertly reached down, gripping the only part of his body that was still hard.

"It's indeed a wolf ......with wings," said Shetoshage, gasping and insisting. He knew that no one believed in his dreams. Not only did Dani from the Murowei tribe not believe it, but even the two of her own clan's eldest Ejin Su Si Lili and the old fox Bizhi Na Miye did not believe it. The former always laughs at you for being old and suspicious and in need of a longer rest. And after the old fox Na Miye heard his dream of a winged flying wolf, he sneered disdainfully: "What flying wolf, flying wolf, Brother Shage, I think you are overexerted." Listen to me and set up a separate tent for the woman in the murobe. If you don't feel at ease, keep a few more sheepdogs and watch her, don't be strong. The Holy Wolf can't fly, and even if it does fly away, we have a new Holy Wolf to take its place......."

The new holy wolf is the second silver wolf that the various tribes of the poor mist clan have finally found after searching the shores of the Crescent Lake. Some people say that it was another holy wolf given to the people by the Immortal Heaven, to make up for the regret that Ganro was deceived by the Turks along with Tao Kotosi. Some people also say that in fact, it is Ganluo's son, who is Su Si Fuli and Ashina Gu Turu, who deliberately took Ganluo around the area where the wolves roamed, let an adult she-wolf lure Ganluo, and then sent someone to steal the wolf cub back.

Shetosha was terrified of these legends. In his view, the reason why a holy relic is called a holy relic is because it comes from the accidental favor of the immortal heavens, and not because it is artificially made. If the holy wolf, like a horse and a cow or sheep, can be artificially bred, it no longer represents divine grace in itself, but an evil from the devil. It is precisely because Su Si Fuli, Ashina Gu Tulu and others have been deliberately blaspheming the gods in the past few years, so the immortal genius has continued to give disasters, freezing to death most of the livestock of various tribes, so that the descendants of the white swan can no longer fly alone, but follow behind a group of gray wolves like chickens and ducks to pick up scraps of cold rice.

The punishment has just begun, and the real Tianwei is still to come. Knowing that the Holy Wolf Guards were in front of him, Su Si, who was blindfolded by women and greed, still wanted to take all the troops south to attack the mother clan of the Holy Wolf Guards. In terms of skills and knowledge, Su Sifu is ten years younger, and he is not half of the Lord of the Silver Wolf Guard. Although the Turks also have to go south with the group, can the Turks definitely ignore Yu Tianwei? Even if they can defeat the Attached Adult, they will still have to face Xu Xian, as well as Xu Xian and the brothers and friends of the Attached Adult. Heroes like Aslan and Hou Quli can emerge endlessly on the grassland, and the heroes of the Central Plains will definitely not be just two of them.

When the elders were deliberating, Brother Shetosha broke up the truth he thought of and crumpled it and told it to everyone. But the elders of the other tribes indulged in the lie that Su Si had inherited his brother's wife and inherited it from there at the same time, and insisted that there was a place where the four seasons did not freeze, and the palace was majestic and continuous, and it was more gorgeous than the golden horde of the Ashina family.

That's an outright lie. From childhood to old age, Shetosha has never seen a place where it doesn't snow. Even if there is such a blessed land in the immortal world, it is also someone else's home, and the descendants of the white swan may not be able to adapt to the water and soil there.

Since he is the descendant of a white swan, he is destined to fly and migrate. If you stay in one place for a long time, no matter how abundant the water and grass there are, and how warm the climate is, it will eventually lead to the degradation of everyone's wings. When the older generation of swans loses the power to lead, and the new generation of swans no longer looks up to the sky....... He gasped loudly, shuddering, and then all his strength vanished.

"Old Battle, old Battle......." Dani whispered abruptly. And again, as always, the sweetness has just begun and is coming to an end. But she can't express her regrets in any words. Before getting married, Bao Yintu, as an Ai Jin's father, repeatedly told her that after she arrived at Shetuo Shage, no matter how many grievances she had to bear with a smile. The Zhuxia tribe is a powerful force that has risen rapidly in the grassland in recent years, and the Shetuo tribe is an extremely important branch of the Xia tribe. The elder Sha Ge who took care of the Shetuo Department was equivalent to finding a strong backer for the Murowei Yetun Department. In recent years, the number of livestock on the grassland has been decreasing year by year, and disasters have become more and more year by year. Sooner or later, a war for pasture and water will begin. At that time, whether the warriors of the Shetu Department can help with righteousness or not is the difference between life and death for the weak Yetun Division.

"Sleep!" With a trembling hand, he stroked the face of the little wild cat. In the faint light of the fire, the gray spots on his arms and the soft hairs on her face were clearly visible. "Next time, the next time you set up camp, I'll find someone to set up a tent for you alone. I'm old and sleep a lot at night......"

In her amber eyes, he saw gratitude again. "No matter how old you are, you're my Battle!" The little wildcat grabbed his hand and tried to melt the calluses in the center of his palms with the warmth of his face. She understood what the other party meant, and when the elders of the Yetun Department reached their twilight years, they would also set up separate felt tents for their young wives. They would give birth to their own child in the tent, and when the elders died, the child who did not have his blood would have the same chance as the other brothers to inherit a share of the family property.

His hands suddenly stiffened again, tense for a moment like an ancient vine that had gone through a harsh winter. This time, she also heard it clearly, there was indeed a horn sound, a very poignant horn explosion nearby, "Woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-"

Shetosha quickly withdrew his arms, tied two handfuls around his waist, and rushed out of the felt tent half-naked. "Get dressed and hide under your bed, and don't come out of any sound you hear!" His voice came through the door, and then with a "ping-pong", the felt tent door slammed tightly. Keep Dani's panic and bewilderment in a felt tent.

"Old Battle!" Dani yelled eagerly, knowing she wouldn't get a response. As a tribal elder, Shetoshago has a responsibility on his shoulders. Right now, in addition to the headquarters of Su Si's detachment, several large tribes of the Xia tribe are gathered on the banks of the Liuhua River. The most valiant young men of the tribe followed a strong man named Ah Silan along the valley between the mountains to the Great Wall.

As the daughter of a tribal leader, Dani knew what it would mean if an enemy did come at this time. She had experienced that fear when she was very young, and that feeling of helplessness was etched in her memory. Men who are taller than the wheels are killed, including male children. Her old Bartel will be tied to the altar because of his special status, and the immortal heaven will be sacrificed with flesh and blood. As for women like her, those with good faces were sent around as playthings, and those with old or mediocre faces were put on iron collars and toiled to death in the barn.

On that occasion, she waited more than twenty months before her father and his men snatched her back from the enemy's barn. This time, she definitely won't be suffering the same insult. Thinking of this, she slowly climbed down the felt collapse and grabbed the scimitar from the charcoal basin that Shetosha had forgotten to take with her. He smiled and gently removed the scabbard.

She stood beside the charcoal basin, playing with the edge of her scimitar while waiting for the verdict of fate. The night air was still a little cold, but she didn't want to go back and get dressed. To a dead man and an animal, it makes no difference between a woman who wears no clothes or not. The leaping flames illuminated her bronzed skin, illuminating every pore of youth on it. Elder Shetoshago didn't have the strength to appreciate this beauty anymore, and Dani wasn't prepared to give others a chance to defile it.

The sound of trumpets drew closer, accompanied by shouts and cries. The light of the fire outside the tent gradually brightened, and at one point it surpassed the charcoal fire inside the tent. For a moment, Dani heard a chaotic set of footsteps approaching her, but soon, the footsteps were gone, leaving her with nothing but a long wait and boundless fear.

The light of the fire in the charcoal basin gradually weakened in the waiting, and the hope in the heart slowly became colder than ice in the waiting. Finally, a cold wind blew in from the tent door, and Dani smiled and quickly raised her knife.

Her arms were frozen in mid-air, the tip of the knife facing her chest. She saw the wounded old Shetuosha Ge leaning on the door, exhausted, but with a heartfelt relief on his face.

"Put the knife down and get dressed. Go burn some milk tea. We will have important guests visit us later! For the first time since they were married, the old man gave her an order in the tone of an order to his wife.

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