Chapter 8: General Registration (7)

Seeing a figure in the distance, Hai Yunfan stretched out his hand and began to greet him from afar. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

I don't know if it's because there are few people here, or because the boy's smile is too contagious, but the herdsman who drove the sheep was cautious for a while, and then he accepted this dirty guy with a lot of pride.

The young man gestured and talked to this herdsman with a stubble on his face and a strong smell of sheep on his body for a long time. The other party also muttered for a long time, but neither side could understand what the other was saying, it was completely like a chicken and a duck. After comparing for a long time, the two stared at each other and laughed together.

The herdsman pointed his finger at himself and made a stiff voice, "Jin Sanhuan!" ”

"Oh, your name is Jin Sanhuan," Hai Yunfan nodded, pointing to himself, "Hai Yunfan." ”

Then the two began to communicate slowly, although most of the time they couldn't understand what the other was saying, but both of them were open-minded or too scheming, and talking to themselves was also self-satisfying. The two learned each other's language and were able to communicate more fluently in a short period of time. Of course, this is in the case of speaking very slowly, and then adding body language. If it happens suddenly, or if it is said quickly, then you can only stare at it.

The boy himself didn't have anything to do, and since he met someone who wasn't too annoying, he was at ease with the encounter. The herdsman's original name was naturally not Jin Sanhuan, but from the grassland, these people did not have their own writing, and they were very satisfied with the similar-sounding name given to him by the young man. After the boy had written his name on the ground with a twig, and had revealed a few other skills, Jin Sanhuan had come to see him as a shaman-like figure.

Life on the grassland is monotonous, but not very boring, and it should be said that there are many things to do as a herdsman. Take care of the flock, hunt, fetch water, pitch a tent....... These are still secondary, and the men of the steppe often do a part-time job in addition to grazing - being robbers.

It's bitter cold in the north, how can you survive without grabbing something? As for whether to rob other tribes, or to go to the south to rob the Han people in partnership, it doesn't matter, as long as you can grab it. What about those who were robbed? This is not a problem that the robbers can solve.

Regarding the fact that everyone has to turn into robbers from time to time, the boy accepts it without any feelings. The economic base determines the superstructure, although this sentence is not absolutely correct, but many times it can still be used for a purpose. This is the situation on the grassland, and everyone has been killing and killing all the time.

Therefore, when Jin Sanhuan pointed to dozens of equally dirty herdsman-turned-horse bandits, the boy had no intention of making a cameo appearance as a messenger of justice, even if the person being hunted down looked like a Han Chinese. Those Han people looked like they were merchants who had come here to sell horses, cattle and sheep, and there were about a dozen of them, and the number of horse bandits chasing them was about fifty.

Since they dared to come to the grassland to do this kind of business, those merchants were very skillful, and they could see that their riding skills were good, and they could escape quickly on simple saddles. From time to time, the pursuers turned around with their bows and arrows to shoot an arrow or two, trying to frighten the robbers with green eyes. It's a pity that it is a very difficult job to turn back and shoot arrows on a galloping horse, and when Hai Yunfan and Jin Sanhuan watched, none of the arrows hit.

Far from frightening the pursuers behind them, such poor archery provoked a howl from the robbers, raising their morale even higher.

It was a terrible mess on both sides, and the boy pouted, disapproving from either side. Equipment, tactics, discipline, training........ None of these people are qualified, and they are completely at the level of street gangsters.

The young man was still watching the play for a long time, but Jin Sanhuan next to him was nervous. Jin Sanhuan gestured at the boy a few times and said loudly: "!! &@！ （（！ ）！ ））”

Uh, Hai Yunfan said that if you say it slowly, I can still guess what it means, but you said it so fast, I don't know what you're talking about. However, many things do not need to be explained, just looking at the bandits who were shouting and screaming and divided into a team of more than ten people and came towards their side, the matter was very clear.

It seems that he wants to pick up the grass and beat the rabbit, and by the way, he also robbed our side. Jin Sanhuan looked at the robbers who came on horseback, grabbed a big wooden stick, and then jumped on a horse without a saddle, and wanted to go up and fight hard. The young man grabbed the fierce Jin Sanhuan and shouted, "Follow me!"

"......" Jin Sanhuan's eyes widened and shouted, "Sheep....... Sheep ..............."

"Don't be afraid, as long as these people are beaten away, the sheep can still be recovered!" Hai Yunfan didn't care whether Jin Sanhuan really understood or not, and took him to ride on the horse and retreated. Although Jin Sanhuan was unwilling, he had been quite convinced of the young man in the past few days, and he still retreated.

The robbers had only a dozen or so of them, and now they saw the sheep jumping off their horses happily, and they didn't even care about the two who had not retreated far from the side.

This is the time! The boy pointed at the robbers who had brought down the sheep running one by one with ropes and all kinds of rudimentary weapons, and shouted, "Go! ”

The word is simple and easy to understand, and when the boy gave this order to his own earth dog named "Grobes" a long time ago, the yellow dog was very fast. Now Jin Sanhuan is running faster than the dog he raised before his youth, well, he now has six legs, and it is normal to run fast.

The robbers who dismounted were blinded by a charge from the Golden Three Rings, and the two robbers who were tying up the little lambs with ropes were smashed to the point of bursting their brains by the large wooden sticks of the Golden Three Rings. Seeing this, the remaining robbers put down their work, grabbed all kinds of weapons, and jumped on their horses to fight.