In Han China, it was never easy to use cattle to beat teeth and sacrifice. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info but in the grasslands of the north, there is not so much exquisiteness.

In China in the era of cold weapons, cattle were a strategic material. As long as it is not when the order collapses and the world is in chaos, what wants to be killed is a fat and fat cattle that has been eating silage for these days. Several men of five big and three thick men pressed the ox to the ground, and Hai Yunfan picked up a long butcher's knife borrowed from the leader of this small tribe, and slashed it at the neck of the big ox.

The butcher's knife is a rare iron weapon in this tribe, and it is usually carefully wrapped in sheepskin like a treasure, and it is only taken out on special days. For example, when you go out to fight with people from other tribes, or when you slaughter a big fat cow like this now.

This is not to say how good this knife is, in fact, this knife has a lot of impurities, the material is not uniform, and there are several gaps in the blade, if it was placed in the Central Plains, such a broken knife would have been recycled and recast. But in this grassland where productivity is extremely underground, it can be treasured as a treasure.

A knife is not a good knife, but the one who makes it is a good hand. The black-red butcher's knife brought up a knife light like a practice, cutting off the whimper and wailing of the big yellow cow at the same time, causing a low voice of admiration from the crowd watching on the side.

"Hey, friend, look at it," Hai Yunfan turned his wrist when the blood in his neck was almost happy, and the butcher knife turned with it, "Make the knife look a little different from using a fist, but in essence, it is the same, follow the joint and the direction of the hand, blast the power out, and then, that's it!" ”

The whole cow's head was cut off.

Hai Yunfan's teaching continues, "Slaughtering a fat cow is the same as slaughtering the world." As long as these connected tendons and ligaments are severed, all that remains is the natural shedding of pieces of fat. ”

The young Guo Jing's eyes widened, watching his husband perform a magic trick to cut a big yellow cow into pieces, and then stack them neatly. Although he still did not understand what his husband was saying, as he had taught before, "It is enough to follow the call of one's body and the cry of one's soul, and all other external words and descriptions are only trivial." ”

He was now fascinated by his dance-like sword-wielding technique, and the sense of rhythm and rhythm fascinated him as if it were magical. This is a completely different martial arts performance from the Beastmaster Fist, although it is not yet wonderful to the peak, and there is still a certain gap from the realm of Ku Ding Jieniu, but there is already a faint shadow of skills close to the Tao.

As for whether there will be any mercy for the slaughtered cattle? Well, ordinary children do not have this kind of emotion, only those adults who feel the fragility and difficulty of life in life will have this kind of feeling beyond racial intelligence. Although Guo Jing is a rare good material and beautiful jade, his outlook on life and worldview is still being shaped and has not been finalized.

Therefore, while teaching Guo Jing's martial arts, Hai Yunfan also instilled some principles of life in him. Although these truths have many similarities with what Li Ping taught Guo Jing, there are many differences in the subtleties. Haihai Fan is now looking forward to what kind of person Guo Jing will grow into in the future under his own indoctrination. is like in the original book, putting the family and country first, it is simply a copy of Yue Wumu. Or will you become an authentic grassland person because of the environment in which you grew up?

He thinks that whatever happens in the future will be quite interesting.

Life is a long wait, and with almost infinite time, he will eventually see the future that will come.

Because of the new big house and silage technology, this Haidong Li Ping's mother and son are much more comfortable and relaxed than before. Although there are many disagreements with what Hai Yunfan teaches, this simple woman does not interfere and hinder too much. After all, Hai Yunfan's skills are in everyone's eyes, and the martial arts taught to Guo Jing are also genuine.

The other people in the tribe were also very envious of Guo Jing for having a good teacher to teach, and after a little bit of a tentative look, everyone happily sent half of their own children over for Hai Yunfan to train together.

For these experimental materials sent to the door, Hai Yunfan gladly accepted them. But then there is a problem, as a young man who sometimes goes off the line, but most of the time he is very serious, at least he thinks so, he must not tolerate himself to focus on things and fool around.

What, then, is it good to call these little children who are staring at him with their eyes in their eyes?

First of all, to be literate this is a given. If you don't even know the words, can you still practice martial arts well? At least understand what you're talking about.

Secondly, uh, that's already the second question. Well, I hate two kinds of people the most.

Secondly, what martial arts should they be taught?

After searching in his memory for a while, Hai Yunfan finally picked out a martial art that was quite in line with the current environment. This martial art also has a name that is both majestic and resounding.

"Mongolian hegemony", it's you!

Chapter 2 (2)

The whole planet is a cruel, jungle-strong world. But in the Central Plains and many other places, people put on a thin veil called etiquette, civilization, universal values, religion, tradition, etc., so that everything seems to be warm and bloody.

But in this grassland, the cruel environment forces people to fight like wild beasts. Whether it is a battle against the harsh nature, or a battle with people from other tribes, or internally, they have to fight with all their strength, because from ancient times to the present, the strong people on this land have dominated everything, and if they fail, they will really rise to the top.

The tribe where Guo Jing's mother and son belong is a small tribe under the long-standing Xiao'er Jin clan on the grassland, with a total of more than 300 tents, which means that about 300 adult men can be pulled. In the Jin Kingdom in the south, or in the Song Kingdom further south, this population is not even comparable to a village, but on this grassland, it is already a force that the chiefs above cannot ignore.

When the snow melted and the roads cleared, the leaders of the tribe got together and discussed for a long time, and decided that they could not give up the settlement that the big guy had worked so hard to build. Because of Hai Yunfan's relationship, they also invited Guo Jing's mother and son over to discuss this issue.

In the grassland, there is no saying that the male protagonist is outside the female protagonist, and the principle that whose fist is hard enough and whose fist is strong enough is reasonable.

Is Hai Yunfan's fist hard and strong enough?

Just look at the big pits scattered all over the earth, look at the mountains of coal and the stacks of clay bricks like city walls, and know that this is no longer a question of whether the fist is strong or not, whether the fist is hard or not.

Therefore, for Guo Jing, who is a disciple of Hai Yunfan, and Guo Jing's mother, these people look up to them with great eyes, and do not despise them because they are women and children.

Since this stronghold cannot be abandoned, then they cannot follow the sweat tent to chase the fertile water and grass around. After sending an envoy to inform the Khan's headquarters of their decision here, the people of the tribe sowed some millet seeds on the earth while waiting anxiously for the unknown fate.

On the one hand, Andingle's affluent life is something that no one can refuse. On the other hand, what will the Great Khan do with them? Will they agree with their decision not to move again, or will they decide to treat them as betrayals because of this?

For a king on the prairie, it cannot be measured by common sense. In the eyes of these herdsmen, the Great Khan is the sun in the sky, and his decisions may make the tribe prosperous or perishable overnight.

A month later, the Great Khan of the Sons of the Jin clan came with an army of tens of thousands, in a way that the people of the tribe could not have imagined.

On that day, Guo Jing, who had been practicing martial arts for more than half a year and had grown up in a circle, was riding a ram there with dozens of children of about the same age and shooting rabbits with small bows and arrows. The bow is a soft bow, and the arrow cluster is only polished with stone or bone, which is okay for shooting rabbits, but not enough for shooting slightly larger animals.

These little children don't have much to do, so what can they do in this endless grassland besides hunting and grazing? And everything in the world is "without it, only the hand is familiar." "These little children are riding on the backs of sheep, and they are already good at shooting arrows with bows and bows. When they grow up, they will be no worse than a certain chief who boasts of shooting 300 rabbits a day.

But after all, they are still just children, even if they practice the advanced martial arts taught by Hai Yunfan, their combat effectiveness has probably only changed from one to two. Therefore, when they saw a black-armored general galloping over on a horse covered in blood galloping towards this side, these people did not make any other moves, everyone just moved closer, and then drove the scattered sheep together.

The black-armored general had already entered and exited, and the blood stains on his face still couldn't hide his heroic spirit. Between the thick eyebrows, there is a resolute look. The black-armored general glanced at the children here, then looked back at his back, and then looked back and said, "For, child, do you have water here for a thirsty passerby?" ”

The friends all set their eyes on Guo Jing, who was standing at the front with a small bow and arrow, and the same was true of the Black Armor General.

"This is a good man!" The black-armored general jumped off his horse and wiped the blood from his face. Maybe it's nature, maybe it's nature, he thinks this tiger-headed little guy is very angry with him.

Guo Jing took out the water bladder and served jerky and cheese.

The black armor general looked at the child in front of him in surprise, and he was not polite, he drank all the water in the water bladder, and then stuffed the meat and cheese into his mouth and chewed it into his stomach.

"Happy!" The black-armored general patted his stomach with satisfaction after eating, but was blocked by the black armor.

The earth shook slightly at this moment, and thousands of horses' hooves struck the ground, bringing a monstrous murderous aura.

"Hmph, Temujin's lackeys are coming fast!"

"Hey, thank you for your hospitality, now I'm going to continue to run for my life, and I will have a chance to .......... in the future", speaking of this, the Black Armor General thought of his current situation, and then looked at his tired mount, and sighed, "Probably there is nothing to do." ”

"Are those people here to get you?" Guo Jing raised his little head and asked, "If you can't escape, why don't you surrender?" "In the steppe, unless there is a deep hatred, it is not incomprehensible for the vanquished to simply surrender.

"Hey, in the previous battle, I rushed to the big sword of the Son of the Jin clan and wounded Temujin with an arrow, how can they accept my surrender." The black-armored general said disapprerovingly: "Besides, I, Jebel, would rather die in battle than surrender to the enemy on my knees." ”

Chapter 2(3)

"Why can't you accept the enemy's surrender if you have a grudge?" Guo Jing asked ignorantly: "Because hatred is a very bad thing?" ”

"Of course, if you have a grudge, you can't surrender," Jebel said as a matter of course, "Isn't it the right thing to do to kill your enemy?" ”

"But," Guo Jing frowned, with a thoughtful expression on his face, "Mr. said that there was a hero named Apu in the Han Dynasty back then, and even the great enemy who killed his son and general accepted it." Isn't your enemy a hero? ”

"This .....," Jebel was speechless for a moment. Although Temujin who defeated him was an enemy, he could not say how unbearable the other party was, otherwise, how could he, who claimed to be an eagle, be defeated by such a person? If you say that you are a great hero, will you be a hero who defeats you?

Moreover, he only shot and wounded Temujin, and did not end a blood feud of life and death. Maybe........

"No!" Jebel shook his head, he knew the temperament of these Great Khans very well, and he would never have the kind of willing to forgive the enemy. Since he shot Temujin and made him bleed, there is only one way for him to die.

"Go quickly, little child, lest the next arrow injure you."

With that, Jebe leaned back on his mount and faced the large force of cavalry that was already looming in the distance.

Suddenly, a hearty voice rang in his ears.

"The eldest husband is in the world, he should lift the three-foot sword, and make immortal achievements, and now he will not succeed, so why die?"

"Who?"

"Sir!" The children shouted out together.

Jebel looked fixedly, but it was a young man in a wide cloth robe, who appeared next to Guo Jing at some point. This young man is naturally Hai Yunfan.

He nodded at Jebel, and then said aloud:

"When a great husband is born in this world, he should take a three-foot-long sword, carry a strong bow, ride on the back of a horse, and then make a meritorious deed that is sufficient to be praised for posterity, and now such a deed is not completed, and you are going to die?"

Jebel's expression darkened, and then he lifted his spirits and said, "So what? It is also a blessing that the hero died under the sword and bow! It is better to die in glory than to bend the knee and live! ”

"What if I had a way so that you don't have to die and not be humiliated?"

"This child," Hai Yunfan pointed at Guo Jing and said, "His grandfather was a general of a great empire in the south that ruled tens of millions of people, and his father was a good man who single-handedly killed dozens of enemies. This kid has the blood of a hero, and if you surrender to him, he will definitely see you as if you are his family, which is not an insult. ”

"Hmph, let me surrender to a little child, and it's up to you to think of it." Jebel was furious and was about to pull out the knife, and then he paused suddenly, "This kid is from the Xiao'er Jin tribe now?" ”

"Yes," Hai Yunfan pulled Guo Jing, who didn't know what was going on, with an expression on his face that seemed to have seen something very interesting, "According to the rules of the prairie, since you surrendered to him, then it is his slave and property, even if it is the Great Khan, you can't just snatch the property of the people in your tribe." ”

"It's not like you want me to be a slave." The other tone has softened a lot. After all, he is a self-proclaimed hero of the steppe, if he is killed by an enemy with high martial arts skills on the battle array, it will be too much if he dies at the hands of miscellaneous soldiers.

"That's it," Hai Yunfan pointed at Guo Jing and shouted, "Let this kid swear to the Immortal Heaven, if you surrender to him, he will definitely see you as his own hands and feet." If he breaks this oath, he will be bled to death under the sword! ”

Guo Jing looked at Zhebei, then at Hai Yunfan, and then stared at him with his friends, really not understanding what was going on.

The pursuers were already getting closer, and Jebel gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! As long as he is willing to make such an oath, I surrender to him! ”

"Oh," Hai Yunfan slapped in a row, turned around, and said to Guo Jing: "Very good, now you can receive the first general." And he is also a famous general with high military command, plus me, a military advisor with high intelligence and politics. Well, it's a perfect start. ”

The next thing was sung in this land many years later.

The darling of the Immortal Heaven, the eagle of the steppe, at a very young age, conquered the originally fierce enemy with his unparalleled eloquence and incomparable charm.

"Bastard! How could such a ridiculous thing happen! An angry young man shouted at Jebel, "Aren't you a good man? How did you surrender to a little child! ”

Temujin's face sank beside the young man, and he said angrily: "Chi Lao Wen, you go and smoke the five whips of the red and tell him to shut up!" ”

Then, Temujin, who was short and stocky, with his legs and a typical Mongol face, said to Hai Yunfan: "I heard that Mr. is from a country that is further south than Dajinguo, so there must be many ways to govern the country, so please tell me about it." ”