Xilin Gol prairie, with its beautiful grassland scenery, quaint Mongolian customs and unique way of life, attracts visitors from all over the world.

Historically, the Xilin Gol steppe was composed of five tribes, from east to west: Uzhumuqin, Haozit, Abahanar, Abaga and Sunit. After the liberation, the Xilingol League and the Chahar League merged to form the Xilingol League, and the Chahar tribe was also integrated into the Xilingol grassland.

So far, the nomadic culture and customs of the steppe are still intact, from clothing, food, dwellings to singing and dancing, weddings, etiquette, festivals, etc., which have an important position and representation in the history and culture of the entire Mongolian nation.

There is not only the magnificent beauty of the endless, empty and deep here, but also the dynamic beauty of the wind blowing the grass and seeing the cattle and sheep; There is also the harmony between man and nature with blue sky and white clouds, green grass, and shepherds riding horses.

Before setting off, he carefully checked the route and the weather to make sure the operation was foolproof. Thoughtful and steady, this is his consistent style.

He has limited time this time, so he must be more efficient and find the Sunset Horse Farm as soon as possible to find the vital treasure.

If something unexpected happens, this schedule will be disrupted, so try to allow free time.

The ancient nomads mostly chose places with lush water and grass as pastures, so he decided to look around the Xilin River, and there must be important clues.

The Xilin River is like a scattered jade belt, running through the center of the entire prairie, nourishing the most fertile land and the sweetest grass, and is the source of the growth of all things in the Xilin Gol prairie from ancient times to the present.

The weather in the Xilin Gol prairie presents the characteristics of four distinct seasons, but the autumn and winter seasons are unusually cold, especially the harsh winters are longer, and there are winds and snows from time to time, which makes the herdsmen miserable.

Only by knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent can one not be defeated. If you can't accurately understand the recent weather changes, such as encountering heavy winds and snow, then this operation will fall into passivity, and it will be difficult to successfully complete the whole body retreat.

Fortunately, God favored, this week, except for some wind, there was no unusual weather.

But this should not be taken lightly, and sometimes, in the open grassland, there will be sudden heavy snowfall, and the weather forecast is difficult to predict accurately.

He brought two thicker jackets with him, which could not only keep warm from the cold, but also maintain the flexibility of his body. After all, this past is not a tour, but an extremely dangerous mission, or it is most important to try to maintain the impact.

He also brought a large travel bag, which was not as big as a hiking bag, but could still hold enough items.

In addition to some Taoist charms, cinnabar, black dog blood, and peach wood swords, there are also enough water, baked cakes, ham sausages, and a few lighters and flashlights.

Because he doesn't know what's going on there, he has to be prepared for the long haul. It's wise to plan ahead.

He drove a jeep and rushed to Xilin Gol overnight. After six hours of driving, I finally saw the appearance of the pearl of the grassland.

Although it is late autumn, and many grasses have seen withered yellow, I have to marvel at the wind bones of the grass, which are still swaying and standing upright in the wind.

Yellow and green alternately, stretching to the horizon in the distance, reflecting the blue sky and white clouds, even more long.

Occasionally, a fast horse ran by, vigorous and vigorous, tearing open the void and chasing the wind, very chic and happy.

The horse chases the wind and the world is far away, and the meteor catches the moon and changes.

In the prairie, he is willing to become a horse, a paradise for chasing dreams, galloping freely, between heaven and earth, only at this moment is the most free.

After two hours of walking, the grass was deep and soft, and it was not suitable for further driving, so he found a farmer, deposited the car here, and replaced it with a green horse to continue the journey.

This is the residence of an old herdsman, still with a yurt as a house, and a half-acre of land size livestock pen is enclosed behind it, divided into a horse shed, a cow shed, and a one-meter-long dog is tied to each end to guard against the invasion of wild beasts.

The old man's name was Abdu, he was in his 60s, his wife had died, he lived with his son, his son and daughter-in-law would go to the market during the day to sell beef and mutton and fur products, and the old man and a 10-year-old boy were grazing cattle at home.

When Zhao Yuankang rushed to his house to borrow a horse, it was lunch time, the old man stewed a pot of mutton bones, drank his own milk tea, and when he saw a guest, he immediately asked him to sit down and warmly greeted him to eat together.

Zhao Yuankang knew the Mongolian customs of hospitality, and if he refused, it would make the family unhappy, and he would no longer refuse.

The old man brought out a plate of finger meat and half a bottle of mare's milk wine to entertain him, and the two chatted while eating.

"Young man, why did you come here alone, where are you going?" The old man had a stiff accent and was obviously not used to using Chinese.

"Ah Gong, I heard from a friend that there was a magical sunset horse farm here, and I want to find its ruins and see the style of Genghis Khan's iron horse." Zhao Yuankang found an old-fashioned reason.

"Oh, that's a legend of the times, and I'm glad you met me, when I was young, I traveled through the entire Xilin Gol prairie, tracing the footsteps of the Great Khan, and I also regretted that the sunset racecourse in the world was sealed with history."

This old man originally had a weak body, but he didn't expect that when he mentioned the Mongolian iron cavalry that dominated the world back then, his originally gloomy eyes suddenly bloomed with brilliance, and the whole person seemed to be a grass that ushered in spring after a harsh winter, and immediately became full of vitality.

"Do you know where this Sunset Racecourse is?" Zhao Yuankang asked as much as possible to restrain the excitement in his heart.

"Back then, everywhere our Mongolian army went, they were all frightened, conquered cities, and triumphantly. Genghis Khan once proudly said: Under the sunset, it is the land of our Mongols grazing horses. And what you Han people say: Under the whole world, it is not the king's land, which is a meaning. It's just that you are too literate and crepe, or we Mongolians have boldness and big hearts. ”

The old man looked at the sky in the distance, the white clouds were ethereal, and the birds were soaring into the sky.

"The exact location of this sunset racecourse is still unknown." The old man sighed and was speechless for a long time.

"Can you give me some clues?" Zhao Yuankang still didn't give up and asked.

"Hey, do you know that this steppe is the residence of the Golden Family of the Great Khan of Mongolia? It was here that the mighty and invincible Mongolian state arose. ”

"Huh?!" Although Zhao Yuankang is familiar with history, he is limited to the inheritance of Han culture, and does not study much on other regimes such as Mongolia and Manchu, at most, he only understands some important historical figures and events, and for Mongolian history, he is limited to Genghis Khan, Kublai Khan, Yuan Shun Emperor, etc.

"The Xilin Gol League was originally formed by the unification of the five tribes, and then joined the Chahar Department of this royal tribe, so that it has its current territory. According to my decades of investigation, I think that the sunset racecourse you mentioned should be in the center of the original Chahar department. ”

This made Zhao Yuankang suddenly enlightened, originally in this prairie that stretched for hundreds of miles, it was really as difficult to find a thing as finding a piece of grass. But after the analysis of the old man who lives here, it is relatively easier to narrow down the scope to one piece.

"Ah Gong, but even so, this land has been converted and merged several times, and it is not easy to determine where the center of the original Chahar tribe is." Zhao Yuankang still had some doubts.

"If you don't say it, you're really lucky, it just so happens that in my family, there is an old map that has been circulated for a hundred years, and there are the directions of primitive tribes on it." The old man twisted his beard and smiled, this unexpected result also made Zhao Yuankang quite excited.

The old man took out a parchment map wrapped in oilcloth, yellow and dark in color, which had obviously been a long time. He also turned on his mobile phone, searched for the latest zoning map, compared the two, and finally determined the location - Duolun.

"Young man, there is a legend about Sunset Racecourse, the reason why it disappeared was to wait for the call of the Mongolian king. There are countless heroic guards of the Predators, who only appear after sunset, re-armour, reload their horses, and gallop across the land where they have shed the blood of life. ”

The old man tells this ancient legend, how many Mongolians reminisce about the style of their ancestors.

"So, you have to get to that magical area before sunset, and if you have the chance, you may be able to find the sunset racecourse of yesteryear. But remember, don't alarm their heroes, or you'll be hunted for by them. ”

The Mongolian iron cavalry is famous all over the world, and the archery skill of breaking through the sky and piercing the clouds alone is enough to run rampant and invincible.

Zhao Yuankang thanked the old man and gave him five hundred yuan as the cost of borrowing the horse, and the old man also gave him five catties of finger meat and half a pot of mare's milk wine as a gift, and he flew on the horse and galloped towards Duolun.