The Yan people here are celebrating the Ten Thousand Blessings, and in the tent of the savage army king at the other end, a man with a thin face is sitting on a leather couch made of snow wolf skin, and the fingers of his left hand are gently caressing the scar on his face, his eyes are full of thought.

He is the king of savages, and it is difficult to tell how old he is from his appearance, because what he was like ten years ago, and what he is still like ten years later.

Even Onda, who went out with him to wander the world, had already seen the sideburns of his old age, and he, the years seemed to have stopped in him.

The Yan people are coming, then, Que Mu and Onda should have died in battle.

Wang stretched out his hand, picked up the teacup in front of him, and took a sip of herbal tea.

The tea is inferior tea, and the military leaders of Beifeng County are good at this, the tea is astringent, and even some throat scraping, which is the same as the feeling of the wind and sand in the north.

Wang learned to drink tea at that time, and he has also retained the habit to this day, even though many of his generals and leaders have drunk precious tea, but he still maintains his habit of drinking this inferior tea.

It's not for the sake of remembering the bittersweet and sweet, but many times, after a habit is formed, you don't bother to change it.

The curtain of the king's tent was lifted, and an old man with a string of skulls around his neck walked in, and he bowed respectfully, put his hands in front of him, and said sincerely:

"King."

The king nodded, and pointed to beneath him,

"Sit."

The old man sat down.

The wildlings call themselves saints and believe in the stars, believing that in the bright depths of the stars is the world of the gods, and every devout savage will be led there after death.

And the messenger of the stars in the world is called the usher.

Each tribe has a usher, which is very similar to the sacrifice of the barbarians, and at the same time, the ushers of each tribe generally work part-time in addition to their daily gods: doctors, teachers, psychological counselors, prophets, climatologists, and so on.

It's like in a primary school textbook, whenever a historical celebrity is introduced, a long list is always added to the end: politicians, thinkers, and scholars.

However, although Sang Hu said that he was wearing the clothes of the usher, he was not a usher, on the contrary, at the beginning, he had been bullied by the tribal ushers because of his family, and angrily killed all the ushers in his own tribe, and then lived in exile in the snow field for more than 20 years, becoming a gangster, and other savages can say that as long as they obediently take out some of their cattle and sheep, they can be forgiven and released, but as long as they meet the usher, they will be tortured and killed.

For this reason, he has also become a public enemy of many tribes in the Snow Field, because he is openly provoking the ruling order of the entire Snow Field.

The real big tribal leader family, will they believe the legend of the usher?

They knew that it didn't matter if they believed it or not, as long as the clansmen below believed it.

After the rise of the king, his brilliance shone on the snowy field, and Sang Hu led more than a thousand old brothers who accompanied him from birth to death for more than ten years to join the king's command.

Sang Hu said he was guilty.

And the king said, Thou art guilty.

Then the king put him on the clothes of the usher, and made him the representative of the king's subordinates, the ushers.

After that, the king asked him, "Do you still hate it?"

Sang Hu said, don't hate it, it's just a joke.

Obviously he has been killing the usher for half his life, doing such a presumptuous thing, and at the end of the day, he almost became the big leader of the entire snow field usher, isn't this a joke or what?

After Sanghu sat down, the king spoke:

"The Jin people over there in the Snow Customs, do you have any reaction?"

Sang Hu replied:

"Nothing happened."

The king's hand continued to caress the scar on his face, and said:

"I was making a lot of noise before, but now I don't react."

"Does the king think that the Jin people have already learned the news that the Yan people have entered the snow field?"

"Do you think that all these tribes below us are all of the same heart as us? There's always someone going to tuck. ”

"Damn it."

"It doesn't matter, it's not a big deal, the Jin people have been operating on the snow field for hundreds of years, if they can't even report the news, it's not that the Jin people are incompetent, it's that we are too stupid, and we have been suppressed by such incompetent Jin people for hundreds of years and can't raise our heads.

Besides, even if they don't tell the truth, since the Yan people have sent troops, how can they not notify the Jin people? ”

"So, the Jin people already know that the Yan people are coming."

"Yes."

"My subordinates really can't figure it out, why did the Yan people go all the way into the snow field, didn't the Jin people and the Yan people just fight?"

The king smiled,

Road:

"The tribes on the snow field attack and annex each other on weekdays, but every time the Jin people attack, they will soon form an alliance to resist the Jin people."

"The subordinates understand half of it."

"Where's the other half?"

"That is, we savages united because of the catastrophe of annihilation, but the Yan and Jin people did not."

"Hmm."

"King?"

"Therefore, although we call ourselves saints, people outside call us savages, because we are not yet civilized, and we are indeed uncivilized."

Sang Hu bowed his head and was silent.

This is racism, and no one will be comfortable facing racism against themselves;

And this time, it was actually from their king.

"Beasts, hungry, go and hunt; When thirsty, go and drink water; When the season comes, they go to multiply, chase the grass and water, eat and drink enough, that is, bask in the sun.

Our Holy Clan, and the beasts, are really not much different, and when the catastrophe is coming, we only think of going to the short-term alliance.

Yan people, there is no catastrophe coming, but they know to take the initiative to layout. ”

"Subordinate, understood."

"Don't be in a hurry, you have to eat one bite at a time, the road, you have to walk step by step, my clan has been trapped in the snow field for too long, and the vision of the clan has become too narrow."

"That swallow ........."

"The Yan people are not easy to deal with, this time it is the Jingnan Army of the Yan people, and it is the Nanhou of the Yan people who is in charge of the army.

The two major cavalry of the Yan people, one is the Zhenbei Army, and the other is the Jingnan Army.

There are two marquis of Yanren, one is the Marquis of Zhenbei and the other is the Marquis of Jingnan.

But to be honest, the Hou of Zhenbei is strong because the Zhenbei army is strong; And the Jingnan army is strong because the Marquis of Jingnan is strong.

Beifeng County is adjacent to the desert, where the Yanren boy Lang, who put on his armor and mounted his horse early, can fight directly with the barbarians, a knife, sharpened for a hundred years, is extremely sharp;

The Jingnan Army has never experienced a major war, and more than ten years after the Jingnan Hou took over the build, the battle of Jinjin was not inferior to the Zhenbei Army at all, alas.

Therefore, this king has always believed that on the bright side, the Marquis of Zhenbei is second to none in the military of Yan State, but in fact, that Marquis of Jingnan is the real military god of Yan State. ”

"What is the purpose of the Yan people helping the Jin people this time?"

"Yan Ren, I want to be another co-master after Great Xia, at the earliest, this king sent a message to the old man of the Situ family, willing to join hands with him to resist the Yan people.

That old thing, yes.

As a result, Situ Lei actually directly called the Sword Saint of the Jin Kingdom, took him into the palace, killed his own Lao Tzu, and seized the position.

As soon as he ascended the throne, he left the Yan people alone and came to the snow field in person.

Whether this Situ Lei knew that he couldn't beat the Yan people, so he broke the jar and broke it, or whether he wanted to deliberately put on a posture of brotherly defense against foreign humiliation to the Yan people, this king didn't know, maybe except for Situ Lei himself, no one knew.

But Situ Lei's attitude is already obvious, he doesn't want to start a war with the Yan people, and is even willing to be half a head lower than His Majesty the Yan Emperor in Yanjing, to put it nicely, it is called guarding the Northeast Snow Field for the remnants of Great Xia. ”

"Then why did he ascend the throne?"

"It's convenient to bargain in the future, doing business, it's all like this, and when the king went out with the caravan in the past, it was also like this."

"So, the Jin people of the Snow Customs will go out of the customs to support the Yan people?"

"It must come out, he Jin people, there is no qualification to watch the fire from the other side, listen to those tribes who fled all the way back from the west to report, the Yan people burned, killed and looted in the snow fields in my west, and many big tribes were defeated by the Yan people.

The Jin people understand that if this Nanhou of the Yan people folds in the snow field, on the one hand, they will have to face the anger from the Yan Emperor, and on the other hand, it is the Yan people who will eliminate the disobedient big tribes in the western snow field for the king, and the power of the king will completely control that area, and the pressure on the Jin people will be greater.

The most important thing is that the so-called Dacheng country, just founded less than a year ago, the emperor drove the expedition in person, and actually suffered defeats one after another, in fact, even if the Yan people do not come, the Jin people will not wait to continue to go out to attack the outside, in their eyes, face, than the lives of cattle, sheep and warriors, is more important. ”

"Wang, the front line of the Snow Customs, your subordinates will lead your most loyal warriors to help you block it, and the king can free up your hands to solve this Nanhou of the Yan people."

"How many soldiers and horses have we gathered here now?"

"It's already nearly 40,000, and we can gather another 20,000 tomorrow, all of whom are the best warriors under the king."

"Okay, we will start withdrawing in batches tomorrow night, just leave 10,000 warriors here for this king, you and them will go to the Snow Customs, and when the Jin people come out, eat them all."

"King, only 10,000 warriors are left here, how can you win against the Yan people, this ......"

The king yawned,

Road:

"This king's tent is here, and with 10,000 warriors, it can be regarded as a heavy dish for that Yan Nanhou, and it is decent enough to use this to entertain the Yan people who come from afar.

That Yanren Nanhou wanted to kill someone, so the king sent it to kill him, and we, as long as we eat the Jin army that dared to attack this time, the snow customs will be able to break through.

Yan people, no matter how good they are, it is impossible to destroy my holy clan, only by breaking the snow pass, the sky of my holy clan can become wider again. ”

"King, this is too ......... for you"

"Don't worry, I'm not the two idiots of Que Mu and Onda, at the critical moment, I will let these ten thousand warriors cut off for me."

"But ........."

"Let's go down."

"The subordinates know, the king, please take care, the subordinates will definitely break through the snow customs and wait for the king's return!"

Sang Hu left.

In the king's tent,

And the king was left alone.

The king stretched out his hand and took out a delicate little box from under his leather couch.

Open it

Inside the box was a little girl's embroidered shoes.

The king held his shoes carefully in the palm of his hand,

Come to your nose,

took a deep breath,

His face immediately showed a look of intoxication.

"Really fragrant ......"

forthwith

Wang subconsciously reached out and touched the scar on his face more than ten years ago,

Muttering:

"I heard that you're about to get married."

There was not the slightest loneliness on the king's face,

Instead, he laughed out loud, "hey, hey, hey",

And he said to himself

"Wait for me, I'll come and grab you."