Many people will not know what the brothers Mu Huali and Buyan Xiban mean to the Tatar steppe, and only in the not-so-distant future, when their names spread farther and farther with the wind of the steppe, will some people be amazed that such two young brothers would rise in such a short period of time, and even affect the pattern of the entire steppe, and even appeared in many magnificent wars in the future.

And they can also have an inextricable relationship with the big hero of the Han people, this is undoubtedly a legend, a legend about two grassland heroes, and this legend began in such an unsurprising, but murderous grassland night.

Without mentioning these words, when it came to dawn, Mu Huali woke up Buyan Xiban with a smile, and ate some dry food with boiling hot water, and the whole camp began to boil, and the soldiers of the Qin army tidied up their saddles, wiped the bodies of the war horses with dry rags, combed their hair, and then turned over their horses and pulled out the camp in the sound of orders.

The traces of the enemy are easy to find, the manure of cattle, sheep and horses can be seen everywhere, and the traces of grass being trampled are also obvious......

Zhang Wu exhaled tiredly, stuffed the ledger in his hand into his arms, and moved his stiff body, but there was a heart-piercing pain from his crotch, which made him immediately gasp and curse in his heart. When is this kind of ghost day going to be the end?

Zhang Wu is just an account room, known as Hua Wu'er, not that he changed his surname, but a metaphor for his lustful person, as an account office under the Han Army, and won the trust of his own officials, life is very good, every month, you can also fall into the hand of ten taels of silver.

Zhang Wu studied for a few years, under the rule of the Jin State. Everyone knows that the Han people who study have no future, and the good ones are just to keep accounts for people or go to the mansions of the powerful to teach or something, and then they give people ideas and eat together.

Zhang Wu didn't put much effort into studying, but he was a good hand at settling accounts, and in addition to being lustful, he didn't talk much. It gives people a very stable feeling, since entering the Han army. Soon he was appreciated by several officials and became the head of the account room.

However, since Datong was short of food, his life has also become sad, the salary has long been gone, and the extra monthly income has become some food, which makes many other people envious, what was food in the past? But now in Datong, the price is more than gold and silver, and it is the most real thing.

Even more unlucky, this is not. Shangguan wanted to come to the grassland to harvest grass and valley, and brought him to the account room, in order to remember the harvest, so as not to fool people or something.

In fact, his Shangguan is just a hundred households in the Han army, what can he do if he remembers it clearly, you remember the above words clearly. Isn't there much to gain?

Now he is very uncomfortable, the weather in the grassland is not as good as in the south, and the cold at night is a little unbearable, this is still summer. I really don't know how those grassland Hu people survived the winter, and he can't imagine what the grassland winter looks like in winter.

Yesterday the army slaughtered a steppe tribe, he was the first time to see the army acting, it was really terrifying, and then he was disgusting, and now, his eyes were still red, his nose could always smell blood, and his ears were full of those dying cries.

Those colleagues and soldiers who laughed on weekdays became beasts at that time, and when they saw him later, it also made him extremely uncomfortable, feeling that even if these guys laughed, they were no longer as amiable and reliable as before, and they always felt that there were some weird things surrounding these guys, and they wouldn't be the unjust souls of the prairie people, right?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shiver, and then there was a pain in his crotch, and he cursed secretly, it must have been broken again, yesterday he urged the war horse to run to a place where no one was and vomited in the dark, and it was normal for the scarred place to be broken, but why did bad luck always happen to him, looking at the casual guys around him, he pouted, this is really a season of cannibalism.

He turned his eyes away and looked at the front of the team, leading this army of 3,000 people was a thousand households in the Tiger Guard Army, a Jurchen who looked very fierce, the Han army Wanhu who was high in the Han army in the past, one step behind others, like a follower slave, never leaving an inch, just like that, he was reprimanded from time to time, and he also had to accompany him with a smiling face, Zhang Wu knew how arrogant and domineering this guy was in the Han army.

But this is also normal, the Jurchens were born high, and most of the generals of the Han army are like this, how many years have passed, and they have never changed, if he Zhang Wu reaches that position, he is not a virtue?

But today seems to be a little different, as a bookkeeper, Zhang Wu has never been careful, and looked over there, the one who was talking to the Jurchen Qianhu Lord was the swarthy guide leader, a grassland beard.

I saw that he was very anxious, and the Jurchen Qianhu Lord kept shaking his head, and the leader of the guide was a little anxious, pointing to the sky and then to the ground, and his voice became louder.

Zhang Wu had a sense of foreboding, and couldn't help but quietly speed up a little, leaned in, and pricked up his ears to listen.

Hu Ren spoke Chinese, but it was very vague, he was too far away to hear clearly, but he still vaguely heard some words...... Brigade...... Come here, it's already ...... Afternoon......

But before the guide leader finished speaking, the Thousand Households of the Tiger Guard finally got annoyed, knocked the man off his horse with one punch, drew a knife and dangled it around his head a few times, and the frightened guide leader couldn't stop kowtowing before he gave up.

Zhang Wu was a little frightened, maybe the scene he saw yesterday was too scary, and he always felt that he was going to be retributioned or something, and the ominous premonition became stronger and stronger.

Looking left and right, and seeing that everyone was nothing, he thought for a while, quietly stopped his horse, broke away from the team, endured the pain in his crotch, urged the war horse, and ran to the back of the team.

The team was followed by a large number of cattle, sheep and horses, these were all looted yesterday, very much, at that time he was still mentally calculated, there were almost more than 10,000 sheep, more than 1,000 horses, the harvest was really a lot, many people planned to turn around, but the tiger guard of the thousand households wanted to get more back.

Think about it, these things look a lot, but Datong is a bottomless pit, no matter how many cattle and sheep get back, they will disappear in an instant, and they can have a leg of mutton or something, even if they accumulate virtue.

Like Zhang Wu, who wants to go back to Datong as soon as possible, there are not many, the Han soldiers who have already grabbed the red eye, and they don't want to go back so early, it's actually good to stay on the grassland, grab it from time to time, eat more than Datong, and there are not many people to control it, as long as you can see the Tatar tribe, there will be no shortage of women, for these Datong Han army defenders who have almost become bandits, the howling grassland has become a good place.

I just don't know how the other teams have gained, but don't gain less, otherwise they will score points to those wastes, many people think so in their hearts.

Coming to the back of the brigade, Zhang Wu mixed into the cattle and sheep pile, and some soldiers who drove the cattle and sheep together, he was very smart, and drew a conclusion from the words of others, once the enemy was encountered on the grassland, the safest place was not the place with the most people, but in the cattle and sheep.

Because this is a rare wealth on the grassland, no one is willing to cut and kill wantonly, just like the tribe yesterday, the people were killed, but the cattle and sheep did not lose a few heads.

He didn't know if he would encounter any enemies, but in his mind, he should be careful and find a safe place to hide, and if there is danger, he will be able to survive here for a few more moments.

To be honest, it was not comfortable here, there was a stinky smell all around, and there were bursts of pain in his crotch, which made him feel that the whole trip was not full of torture.

He didn't know if he would encounter any danger, but the appearance of the guide was always shaking in front of his eyes, and what he saw and heard yesterday kept lingering in his mind, he sighed, just stay here, this is a place where life is like grass, and it is much more lawless than where there is Jinguo.

It is much better to be with cattle and sheep than to stay with those who are not as good as beasts, he kept comforting himself, praying that even if God can't see it, clean up these people, don't count himself in it, he is just a small person, and he doesn't do anything, I hope God won't be angry with him, to find, or to find those culprits, he kept thinking in his heart......

When noon finally came, the brigade stopped, the officers were giving orders, and many fell down on the grass, took out water and dry food, and devoured them.

There are so many people, ran to the back of the cattle and sheep pile, selected a few fat ones, and took them away, it was the lunch of the adults, Zhang Wu stared greedily, but pouted in his heart, even if he was fat, he couldn't get fat, and the cattle and sheep at this time could not compare to the fat of the autumn harvest.

However, he saw the swarthy guide again, he was muttering something with a few companions, all the way to the back, Zhang Wu drank water, while staring at them, but then, he saw that the guide leader's face changed greatly, one possessed, and lay on the ground, this is the art of listening, Zhang Wu has heard that the people of the grassland will do this, the most proficient, it is said that the sound of horses' hooves can be heard more than ten or twenty miles away.

(Three more, and then ask for a monthly pass...... ）

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