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In the big tent that can accommodate more than 100 people, the Mongolian man spoke loudly, Zhao Shi sat at the head of Araer Khan, and his spirit was unconsciously lifted, and being able to attend such an occasion can be said to be a kind of thing that represents dignity and glory, especially for him, an outsider.

Surrounded by the elders and tribal leaders of the Wanggu Department, there are more than a dozen people, seeing Zhao Shi appear here, more or less surprised, especially sitting in the most honorable position on the right hand side of Ah Ra'er, if it weren't for Ah Ra Khan's kind face to him, and specially introduced Zhao Shi's identity to everyone, showing his attitude, otherwise someone might immediately stand up and question, even so, many people's faces still have a look of dissatisfaction, which is also now, Ara'er Khan thundered many people to death this winter, so that everyone could see the bloody methods of this khan king, who was known for his tolerance in the steppe, otherwise these elders and leaders would not be so honest, but for Zhao Shi, it didn't matter.

Hearing the name Sangkun, I couldn't help but be shocked, Sangkun's name was widely spread among the Mongols in later generations, but most of them were stored in negative roles, as Genghis Khan's Anda and enemy, Sangkun's image was naturally not much better.

But such a legendary figure stood alive in front of him, dressed in a tattered leather robe full of stains and congealed blood, with his hair scattered over his shoulders, bald on the door of his head and the top of his head, and a messy beard that looked like he had not cleaned for a long time, all glued together, strong and tall, with thick hands gripping the handle of the scimitar at his waist, although facing all the stares around him, with disdain and contempt, cautious scrutiny, and hostility. There are almost no people who maintain good intentions, but this Mongolian man stands firmly, and his voice is rough and powerful, which is very different from the image that has been circulated.

The two men behind him also looked a little wolf, and one of them still had blood oozing from his shoulder, although he was tired. But the gaze is still calm and sharp, revealing a deep wildness.

Shangshou Ah Er sighed in his heart, and sure enough, Zhao Shi said that these Mongolians are like self-made merchants, and the barbarian department is so close to the Wanggu department, but it is these Mongolians who arrive first, looking at it like this, there is also a fight on the road.

"Both of them are from the Beggar Division, and this is my brother of Anda Temujin, Ghazal. The famous archer among our Mongols, this is Temujin Anda, his name is Borshu. It is my Anda Temujin's eagle dog, and I am also the famous bald among our Mongols.

Venerable Khan King, thank you for your herbs and food, let our fatigue and pain dissipate because of enthusiasm, may the Immortal Heaven bless you and the grassland from beginning to end. ”

Another thunderous name, the name of Hesar seems to have been heard, but he is not familiar with it, but who is Borshu Zhao Shi is clear, and he was the first to follow Temujindi's side. Help Temujin recapture the war horse and Tiemujin to become Anda, and then for decades will not give up, killing people like hemp, destroying countless countries, brilliant military achievements, is one of Genghis Khan's most trusted people, and Mu Huali, Borhu, Chilaowen and three people are called Genghis Khan's "four masters".

Look closely. Now this Mongolian star is only a young man in his early twenties, with a Mongolian perennial ground face, a flat face, small eyebrows and eyes, thick and powerful arms, legs with a compass, although the shoulder seems to be not lightly injured, but the body has stood straight, and the light in the eyes is bright and sharp. Although it is a description of wolf bèi. The momentum is not very sufficient, but the grandeur has been revealed. Zhao Shi couldn't help nodding secretly, these Mongols didn't disappoint him.

The figure of Dihesar next to him is rare among the Mongols. There was more blood on the ground than the other two combined. The body is full of evil. A pair of wild eyes roamed around. Curiously looking at the furnishings in the tent. Apparently he was more interested in the richly decorated tent of the Tatar kings than in the people present.

"Alright. I've come all the way to the guests. Please take a seat. There is a saying in the steppe. When they enter a felt tent, they are all brothers. Between brothers. What is there to be thankful for? ”

All three Mongols laughed. He bowed his head and showed his respect to the friendly Khan king. Then he walked to the seat that had been arranged and sat down.

Ara'er smiled slightly. Observing the faces of the Tatar elders in the room. Greet the envoys of the Mongolian tribes. This battle was too grand. There are a lot of people who don't think so.

These stubborn elders still maintain the fragile arrogance and arrogance of the Tatars. These Mongols were regarded as savage lands. The Mongols seem to have just gone through a fight. A group of more than a dozen people, each of whom was covered in blood. This surprised Arr. Also angry. No need to guess anything. It must have been the barbarian tribesmen who killed these Mongols halfway. Let him be angry yes. Since these Mongols are only envoys. No matter what happens later. Now he is a guest of Wanggu. This arrogant and rude and despicable behavior of the Naiban Department was simply a slap in the face of Wang Gubu.

What made him even more annoyed was. Someone in the tribe must have informed the barbarians in advance. It's like...... Inform those bandits as ......

He deliberately ordered people to hastily heal these Mongols, so he immediately convened this banquet, and did not even put on new clothes for them, deliberately showing the fierceness and bravery of these Mongols in front of everyone, but the effect was not satisfactory, from the faces of these elders, there was no appreciation or vigilance, more contempt, these Mongols did not understand etiquette, dressed dirty, some people pouted in their hearts, these barbaric Mongols, deserved to die on the grassland.

"I heard that these Mongols don't wash once a year, and I didn't believe it before, but look at how they look, it's really dirty.

"Even the aroma of roast lamb can't hide the stench on them, and it's a shame to sit with these Mongols.

"The king is really, these Mongols were simply sent away, for them, to hold such a grand banquet, if the news reaches the ears of those barbarian envoys, how can they explain it to others?"

A few Mongols had just sat down, and one of them had a wrinkled face to the whispers of these tribal elders. The old Tatar, who was also haunted, had already stood up.

"My Great King, we have long heard the names of Temujin and Wang Han, and we also know that the Mongol Commander Abal is the most fierce warrior in their tribe, and I ask your lord to allow the warriors of my Kale tribe to take this rare opportunity to challenge these guests, so that we may see the bravery of the Mongol warriors."

Zhao Shi touched his chin. You don't need to look at it to know that after listening to these words, Araer Khan's embarrassed face felt that this scene was very interesting, and before the guests could drink a glass of milk wine, someone had already jumped out to find fault, which can only show that the king of the Tatars, Arar Khan, has been extremely weak to the point of controlling the Tatars, look at these dozen old men, although the old man's experience is destined to be much richer than the young man. But the stubbornness of the old man is also terrible, for a tribe, the power is controlled by these old men. This is not a good thing, and the words "twilight" are the most appropriate.

Even a person like him, who has a very poor understanding of various ceremonial occasions, knows that although challenge is a popular custom in the steppe, on such an occasion, regardless of success or failure, it will be like giving Arar Khan a slap in the face in public, and these Tatar elders show that their authoritarian intentions are too heavy, or do they not take Arar in their eyes at all?

"Don't beg, our guests have just arrived. Before we sat down to take a breath, and there was no glass of milk wine in our mouth, is this how we Tatars receive our guests? ”

On such an occasion, it was already very harsh to say this, but the old man who stood up did not take it seriously at all, bared his mottled teeth, and said with a smile: "My great king, the barbarian Mongols have entered our felt tent. Their feet have soiled our leather blankets, and do they want us to offer our food, milk wine, and daughters with a humble smile? ”

Ara'er's face was already pale, the daughter of the leader of the Kale tribe, Selhu, had married into the Naiman tribe, and this time she wanted to be attached to her even more desperately, even to the point of ignoring the authority of the Wangu tribe in this grassland.

"Well, Venerable Great Khan, we Mongols are also trying to see what the eagle looks like among the Tatars." Sankun, who had already sat down, laughed loudly, he was a serious nobleman among the Mongols. The image would not have been so unbearable. But there was trouble on the way, and he chased it all the way down. More than a dozen people died, and even if he was slightly injured, this image was naturally not much better.

Hearing these Tatar conversations, my heart was already angry and wanted to kill, but the first time I came to the powerful Wanggu Division, there was no trace of timidity in my heart, just like a penniless poor man who suddenly came to the house of a rich man with a lot of money, even if it was not obvious on the surface, but always with some awe.

Forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, waved his hand to let Borshu, who stood up, sit down, and laughed loudly, "Borshu is injured, Hesar, my brother, please show the noble people here your extraordinary martial arts." ”

Ah Ra'er finally softened his face, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said gloomily: "Sailhu, since the guest has agreed, you can call someone in, I hope that the warriors of the Kahler tribe will not lose the face of our Tatars......

Zhao Shi looked at this qiē with interest, at this time Hesar had already stood up and came to the middle of the big tent, his eyes swept over Hesar, and Sangkun's gaze was together, this rough Mongolian man froze for a moment, Zhao Shi was very recognizable in this main tent full of Tatars, although he was wearing Tatar clothes, but the bun on his head was tied on the top of his head, which was completely different from other Tatars, plus he sat in the most honorable position on the right head, and he couldn't be conspicuous.

Zhao Shi nodded slightly, raised the wine glass and saluted slightly, raised his head and drank dry, the Mongolian man pouted, grinned, and smiled, grabbed the wine glass on the table, signaled, and drank it dry, and then looked away, but meeting such a strange person in the main tent of Tatar still left a deep impression on him.

As soon as the curtain was raised, several majestic men walked in, the leader was the most conspicuous, in his twenties, his body was like a thick wall, and his body was not generally tall, Zhao Shi measured it, this big man was at least one meter eight meters tall, his leather robe was open, revealing a strong chest and black hair on it, there was no hair in front of his head, only a braid was braided behind his head, but this image was more like a Jurchen.

When they entered the big tent, several people bent down to give salutes.

"The original Sidu, you're here too......" Ah Ra'er nodded lightly and said to the big man at the head.

"Uncle said that the Mongols and the warriors of the Naiban tribe would come to Wanggubu, so Sidu came."

The full name of this big man named Sidu is Marisidu, the Tatar elders here all know each other, and several Tatar men behind him, he is not a person from the Kale tribe, he is the nephew of the leader of the Kale tribe, Serhu, his father is the son of the leader of the Mali clan, the only remaining Tatar five surnames, the leader of the Mali clan, the Tatar five surnames are all attached to Wang Gu's subordinates, Malihe is now sent to the Jin country as a messenger, but he didn't expect the damned Serhu to instigate his son.

"You are the warrior of the Mongols? It's too small. The big man's gaze quickly fell on the Mongolian man standing in the middle of the big tent, although the other party's body was also strong, but in front of him, he was more than half a head shorter than him.

Hesar waved his shoulders a few times, not paying any attention to the Tatar men in front of him, "We Mongolians have an old saying, no matter how short the wolf is, cattle and sheep are also their prey, come, let me see the power of the Tatar warriors." ”

This kind of challenge is very common when the grassland people feast and drink, the rules are also very simple, the grassland people are good at wrestling, generally do not use the blade, who is pressed to the ground can not get up, who will lose, but it is not a little dangerous, once someone makes a dead hand, it will break the other party's backbone or legs and feet, whether there will be death or injury, it depends on the hatred of both sides of the fight.

(The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and Ah Cao seems to have encountered a bottleneck, so he wants to break off the grassland as soon as possible, right?) I want to continue to write according to the outline, rest assured, even if I follow the outline, I won't travel to the Mongolians, but there is always something unfinished after the hasty end, let's talk about it, what should I do with Acao? )

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