Uligi told me that the man was fine, just a flesh wound. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Uliji is a measured person. He used to say, "The steppe people will never do things perfectly." "Indeed, for thousands of years, nomads and steppes and other peoples have maintained a dynamic equilibrium.

By this time it was already sunset, and we rode our horses to Das Befa.

I let my brothers rest in the village, and I rode alone on horseback to find the kidnappers' hideouts at the edge of the village.

I'm just saying that they are very concerned about their living environment ...

However, no matter how much he slaughtered, the population of the people was still larger than him

I mainly mean that if the Mongolians have a correct understanding of the grassland ecology, the Han people cannot, and the Han and agricultural Mongolians have cultivated a lot of land and overgrazing in the Mongolian steppe, which has led to desertification of the grassland

How many years have passed, and I still remember that night, the moon was dark and the wind was high, but the sky was full of stars, and the Milky Way was mysterious and profound, as if it poured out countless secrets to people. The old people in the village said that those stars are the souls that flew up to Tengger, and they are by Tengger's side and supervise people.

The starlight shone through the treetops and reflected on the ground, and I dismounted, climbed the hill, looked around, and saw a little firelight. I sneaked over and found a few people around the fire, grilling a sheep. One of them said in an Aichemore accent: "Bayin, you can really steal a sheep without knowing it." ”

"Hahaha. Bayin laughed, "Suhe, you are amazing! You kidnapped the merchant's brother, and the ransom is a full 2,000 dinars! Also, the officials and soldiers can't find this place you are looking for. If those stupid bounty hunters wanted to come in, we would have known about it. If there are many people, we will run, and if there are few people, he will be called to have no return!"

"Hahahaha......" the thieves giggled.

I came down quietly and did not alarm them.

When I returned to the village, I told the brothers everything I had heard. Uliji slapped his chest and said, "A, this is easy to do, let's go in on foot and shoot them to death one by one." ”

"Okay, everyone should be quick to prevent the kidnappers from tearing up the tickets!

I asked Shunastu to take someone to the small house in the back to rescue the hostages, and I and Ulgi were eating a few idiots who were eating barbecue.

We both stood up, and I said, "I'm on my left, you're on your right." ”

The two of them drew their bows and arrows at the same time, and the nomadic bow was drawn like a full moon.

Then the arrows flew off the string, and the two robbers fell to the ground. At this point, the other two arrows were already on the string.

The robbers stood up one after another, looked around, and two more arrows were fired, killing two more. By the time they returned fire, there were six bodies lying next to the fire.

Uligi and I scattered together to carry out guerrilla warfare. By this time, Šanastu had already taken the life of the kidnappers who were guarding the hostages. By the light of the fire, I saw two brothers rushing into the house, one on guard and one shooting. I laughed secretly, "What a cunning bunch of wolves!"

The Kugit have been warriors since childhood, fighting natural disasters, fighting wolves, and fighting horse thieves, and Tengger uses this cruel environment to give the Kugit people devilish military training. The men of Kugit are usually herdsmen, and they are the army, and the women of Kugit dare to shoot robbers on their horses. Toughness and strength are the characteristics of this nation.

Soon, all the robbers were lying on the ground. Uligi went to guard with one of his brothers, and Chenastu brought the brother of the Tugar merchant before me, while the others were picking up the booty.

The brother of the Tulka merchant bowed and thanked me again. I just told him: "Go back and tell Brother Ling that you have to be conscientious in doing business." ”

When the young man heard that I had not taken a penny from the merchant, he saluted and said, "Brave sir, your deeds of righteousness and courage will be passed down by word of mouth on the mainland. ”

I smiled wryly and sent him away.

I went back to Das Befa and recruited some men. Leaving the Tulka merchants, I don't know where I'm going. For a period of time after that, I kept going to the town and village chiefs to find work, and when I had the opportunity, I would find the lords and help them with chores, and by the way, improve my popularity in the mainland.

During that time, all I did was go to the village to rescue the kidnapped girl, and to hunt down the robbers and hunt down the fugitives. My sword is stained with the blood of others, and perhaps brains and marrow, in exchange for a lot of dinars and a shuddering notoriety. During that time, in the cities and villages, as long as I was talked about, it was my murderous deeds. There are so many heroes in the green forest who call me "the lord's eagle dog".

Although I did many things fairly and justly, I couldn't let go of those blood-spattered scenes and people's discussions. One night, we camped outside Zekasi. After everyone was resting, I walked out of the tent alone, lying on the grass like I had done when I was a teenager, looking up at Tengri.

Shonastu came up to me, lay down like me, and pulled out a stick of grass and put it in his mouth.

I said, "Don't sleep yet, I'll have to run around tomorrow." ”

"I got used to the night (that is, guarding the herd at night, the nomadic custom to prevent wolves from attacking livestock at night, and most of the women and teenagers did the work) and could not sleep at night. ”

"I'm in good spirits!" I sighed, "and when we've earned enough money, we'll go back." I also want to be like those lords and herdsmen, with their own herds of horses, sheep, and cows. ”

"I want to, too. "But I've been killing a lot lately, and even though I'm a rider and a warrior in the eyes of others, I don't want to live like this, really!" why don't you do something that doesn't kill people?"

I was silent.

I have also seen that every nation has its own advantages and disadvantages. I also like the Mongolian people, their free life, their fierce style, and bold character, as well as their simple environmental awareness. But the author of this book is also a bit too superstitious about nomads, and instead despises his own people, and has no sense of national identity and pride.

However, many people don't do this, since ancient times, the Celestial Empire has had "Shu Mountain Wu, A Fang out", if that is the foolish behavior of the feudal rulers, then what about the Dongting Lake, Poyang Lake next to the lake to create fields? Su Shi was too punctual in Hangzhou, and he found that the area of the West Lake had been drastically reduced due to the cultivation of fields, and ordered the West Lake to be dredged. In ancient times, only intellectuals with great insight and knowledge could pay attention to environmental protection, which has to be said to be the sorrow of the nation. Fortunately, more and more people now understand this. May the motherland become better and better.

A week later, I was working in Nord and saw a viscount named Little Lemmings clearing the pirates. I used to send letters to the viscount for Rudayar, so I know him. So I took my brothers and joined the bandits.

The viscount laid his spear flat and sprinted on his horse. I saw that the Germain armor of the pirates had been stabbed to pieces, and the owners of the Germanic armor were lying on the shores of Nord forever, and we rushed forward and helped him shoot a few pirates who tried to shoot and throw axes with hidden arrows.

The viscount gave orders to his subordinates to divide the spoils of war in half with me. He rode over, stood down with his shining Germanic helmet, and greeted me. Everything about him reveals an aristocratic demeanor, but the rusty horse armor leaks the decline of the family.

He was a very bold man, and liked to drink with his guests in a small manor, without any regard for money. For him, who is strong in martial arts, he has no money and can ask the enemy for it. He invited me to the manor for a drink tonight. He told me that a guest had come to his estate, also a declining nobleman. He also said that the three of us stink together.

I smiled.

"You're going to like him," said the viscount. His name is nice, it's Resarit. ”

Many nations are only aware of environmental protection after the industry, which is a mature and scientific environmental protection. That's why I say that the environmental protection of nomads is just a simple environmental protection.

But I'm glad that we would have experienced the sandstorm thousands of years in advance. As for the nomads' enclosures for grazing, most of the enclosures are agricultural land...

Also, I admire the strong character of the nomads, but I do not appreciate the backwardness of their civilization. What we need is to learn from their strengths and make up for their own shortcomings.

To be honest, the problems of the Celestial Empire are more complicated than any other country. Because of its huge population, vast land, and long history, it is sometimes difficult to say right and wrong.

However, the so-called history of cooking wine is to distinguish the twists and turns, and it is still fun.

Ha ha!

The viscount blushed as Ulligi gulped down his wine as if it were water. Uligi is the biggest drinker in our village. His mother, Haschiqige, was a well-known beauty in her youth, and it is said that she was courted by Nayan Wumuta at that time. But she's so drunk that she can drink three kugit guys. She said that if anyone could drink her down, she would marry whomever she wanted. Countless men who drank well came one after another, and they were defeated one after another, until the old subordinate of the old village chief, Battle, came to the village. Battle admired Hasqige's beauty, heard about Hasqige's request, and issued a war letter, and Hasqiqige gladly responded to the battle. Baron Kester, a Rhodok nobleman who was on an expedition to the Khanate, was a friend of Battle, had brought several wagons of wine from Tulga. The two drank from sunset until the rising of the next day, when Haschige was finally defeated, and she fell into Battle's arms. Later, the two got married and named their eldest son Ulligi. Uligi drank more than their parents, and the Viscount was also known for his good drinking in Svadia (Viscount the Lemming was the lord of the Svadia kingdom), but he was dwarfed by Uliji.

At this point, Ressarit spoke of his great vision. He was to use the Kugit cavalry as scouts, with Swadia heavy cavalry, Rhodok's crossbowmen, Nord's infantry, and Vigia's archers as the main force, to build a strong army, a strong legion that obeyed his orders.

The viscount was overwhelmed and slumped in his chair, and Ulligi glanced at the others at the table who were engaged in a wheel war against him.