Juyanhai is located in the north of Huabula Mountain, there are many roads from the Tatar Department, Han Fei led more than 100 guards, under the guidance of the guide sent by Zhao Min, along a shortcut at the foot of Yin Mountain, all the way to the west.

"Master Hou, over the mountain pass in front, it is the Huabula Mountain Range, keep going forward, and you can reach Juyanhai in four or five days!" The Tatar guide pointed to a mountain pass half a mile ahead.

Han Fei sat on the horse, looked around, and said, "Ben Hou knows, you go back, convey Ben Hou's greetings to King Shunyi, and tell her to take care!" ”

"Thank you Master Hou, the little one has retired!"

The reason why Han Fei drove away the guide of the Tatar Department is also reasonable, there is no other fork in the road to Juyanhai in front, and you can also ask the herdsmen on the way, the main thing, he doesn't want Zhao Min to know the task of this trip. It's not that he doesn't trust Zhao Min, but the Blood Soul Stone involves too many secrets that can't be leaked, and those women in the family, except for Ling'er, no one else knows.

Han Fei rushed to the mountain pass first, and immediately looked back at the vast prairie on the mountain beam, feeling very comfortable, and couldn't help singing: "Eilechuan, under the Yin Mountain, the sky is like a dome, covering the four wilderness." The sky is blue, the wilderness is vast, the wind blows the grass and sees the cattle and sheep ......"

"Master Hou is so interested!" The accompanying guards chanted.

Han Fei waved his hand, looked at the prairie, and sighed: "How many heroes and heroes have been buried in this great river and mountain!" ”

A guard said: "Master Hou, the Hu people are eyeing the Central Plains, and it is inevitable that there will be murder!" ”

"When the world is unified, there will be no killing!" Han Fei looked into the distance and said in a deep voice: "Even if the Hu people are on a whim, they will not be able to become a big climate after all, and sooner or later this world will be the world of our Han people!" Well, this statement is not true, there is no distinction between Han and Hu when the world is unified, they are all the people of my Dahua, just like the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, the countries were constantly strife, and countless sins were killed, and the first emperor ruled the world and turned the countries into counties, how to kill? ”

"Master Hou is mighty!" The guards raised their arms and shouted, "The subordinates all hope that Dahua will dominate the world, so that there will be only pastoral songs and no killing on this great grassland!" ”

Yes, only peace can have pastoral songs, just like now that Han Hu is resting his soldiers, the wranglers over there can wave their horsewhips and lead the singing.

Han Fei waved his whip, and his mount galloped all the way out of the mountain pass, and the group quickly approached the Wrangler.

The wrangler took the reins and looked at Han Fei and the others in disbelief, not daring to speak.

"Uncle!" Han Fei saw the surprise on the Wrangler's face, and shouted from afar: "Uncle, don't be nervous, we are merchants from Han and are going to go to Juyanhai to buy leather goods!" ”

"So you're a Han merchant?"

After the Han and Hu troops stopped, the merchants came and went very frequently, although Han Fei and his party were quite a few people, the old wrangler was also relieved, and suddenly asked: "Are you going to the tribe of the Golden Family?" ”

The so-called Golden Family is the descendants of the royal family of the Yuan Dynasty, and most of the territory in the Juyanhai area belongs to their tribe, Han Fei understood what the Wrangler meant, and replied vaguely: "We are here by appointment, and we will also go to other tribes to see!" ”

When the wrangler heard that Han Fei and the others were guests of the Golden Family, his enthusiasm increased significantly, and he said happily: "Distinguished guests, it's not early, why don't you go to our tribe for a night first?" ”

"Uncle, I can't ask for it if I can go to your tribe to rest, but there are a lot of us, I'm afraid it will disturb your tribe!" When Han Fei entered the grassland this time, he had the intention of understanding the folk customs and conditions on the grassland, and the invitation of the wrangler was exactly what he wanted.

"Distinguished guests, the people of our tribe are very hospitable, I explain it to them and they won't be worried!"

"Then there is Uncle Lao!"

After deciding on it, Han Fei ordered the guards to help the wrangler drive the horses, cattle and sheep, but he himself and the wrangler pulled the family all the way to understand the situation of their tribe.

"Pegasus, Pegasus, Pegasi again......" The Wrangler suddenly looked like a madman, pointing to the distance and screaming wildly.

Han Fei looked intently, and a fiery red horse stood on the hillside in the distance, shining brightly under the reflection of the setting sun, and there was indeed a sense of superstar debuting, "What a good horse!" ”

"Ah, Chitu BMW? That must be a Chitu BMW! The accompanying guards also cheered.

Han Fei asked the fanatical wrangler beside him, "Uncle, do you know this horse?" How did it end up here? ”

"Distinguished guest, this heavenly horse grows in the mountains and wilderness, and has been appearing in this area in recent days, and the people of several nearby tribes have tried to trap it without success, this is the real king of horses!"

It turned out to be a wild horse, but it was indeed a good horse, and even Han Fei, a layman, felt that the momentum was extraordinary, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it.

"Uncle, since this horse is a wild horse, why does it keep appearing here?"

"The Pegasus is psychic, able to recognize the Lord, maybe it has a premonition that its master will appear here, waiting for its master!"

Han Fei doesn't believe this kind of nonsense. He became more and more fond of the red rabbit horse, and couldn't help but wave his whip and rush at the wild horse, "I'm trying to see if I can catch it!" ”

The wild horse seemed to be alerted to Han Fei's movements, turned his head to look at him, and suddenly raised his head and let out a long hiss.

Ga...... What's the situation? Han Fei's mount stopped suddenly, no matter how he struck, he just refused to move forward, and his mouth continued to let out a low wail. Damn, this horse is too weak and explosive, and when it was yelled at by others, it didn't even have the courage to get closer.

This horse is the best horse in the Tatar Department that Zhao Min selected for him, and he can't imagine that he is weak like this, so the other horses ...... Han Fei looked back and saw that the horses of the guards behind him were also like this, and some even knelt on the ground, looking like they were slaughtered.

Seeing this situation, why did Han Fei suddenly lose his temper as a wrangler, such a good horse is indeed a heavenly horse. His interest in the wild horse increased, and he turned over and dismounted, and galloped towards the wild horse on foot.

The wild horse did not run away, but calmly looked at Han Fei, who was getting closer and closer, and seemed to be very curious about Han Fei's movements.

When Han Fei arrived a few steps away from the wild horse, the wild horse moved, Han Fei saw that the wild horse was about to run, and immediately used all his strength, pounced on the back of the wild horse, clamped the horse's back tightly with his legs, lay on the horse's back, grabbed the wild horse's mane with both hands, and refused to let go no matter how the wild horse ran and jumped.

The Mustang stood up, hissed long, and galloped toward the mountains.

Han Fei only felt the sound of the wind in his ears, and the clothes on his body seemed to be about to be taken off, but he used the strength of his whole body, clinging tightly to the horse's back, grabbing the mane of the wild horse and refusing to let go. Because at this time, even if you want to let go, you can't do it, and if you fall off such a high-speed galloping horse, you will definitely die.

The wild horse ran for about half an hour, and when it came to a hillside, it did not move, and hung its head like a child who had made a mistake and had been caught.

"Is this tamed?"

Han Fei was unsure, twisted his sour body slightly, and didn't dare to jump off the horse, for fear that if he got off the horse, the wild horse would run away again. A man and a horse stood quietly on this hillside for a quarter of an hour, and it was not a matter of being so deadlocked, he suddenly remembered that the wrangler had said that the BMW was psychic, so he slowly let go of his hand, stroked the neck of the wild horse, and said: "BMW, BMW, if you recognize me as the master, just chirp!" ”

The mustang immediately turned around and hissed softly, and there seemed to be a hint of happiness in his voice.

Han Fei was overjoyed, jumped off the horse, hugged the neck of the wild horse, and laughed happily: "You will be Benhou's red rabbit from now on!" ”

He caressed his horse for a while, then turned over and was about to walk back, when a strange light flashed on the opposite mountain wall in the afterglow of the setting sun.

(End of chapter)