A day later, I set off with the team and headed back to Dastuo. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoWhen I left half a year ago, I was wearing a ragged robe and riding a lame old touring horse. Now I am proud to return to my hometown, riding a lively steppe horse, wearing a kugit helmet and kugit armor, and a Kugit riding archer. When the villagers asked me if I was a veteran archer, I smiled and said "no".

I felt that the sun was shining brightly that day, the sky was high and the clouds were light, and the wind carried the smell of earth and the fragrance of grass, blowing the grass like a sea of grass. The women of the nearby village were working, the smell of milk tea lingered in the air, and in the distance, wisps of cooking smoke rose from the yurt, carrying the shepherd's beautiful prayers, and ascended to Tengger. On the hillside, the men were driving back with their herds, and the children were riding horses and dogs and rushing to their Abba. The old man in the village sat in front of the yurt, making a set of horse poles, and when he saw this returning team, he put down his work, took a sip of milk tea, squinted his eyes slightly, filtered out the overly strong eyes, and looked at these mighty and majestic young men. I dismounted and walked to the door of the old chief, who was skinning the wolf, and when he saw me coming back, he looked at me with a smile.

I smiled and said, "You should be strong and strong, and you can still fight wolves?"

"Where can I fight wolves, old bones, only to feed the wolves!" the old village chief smiled, "This wolf was bitten to death by my dog, so count it on mine." ”

I sat down and told him that there were more than 20 of my men now, told him about my experience in the past six months, and told him that I had been ordained, but I had all the thrills in my stomach and didn't mention a word to him.

"So, you're the grandson of Lord Timur!" he said in astonishment.

These days dealing with the nobles and reading many historical books of the Khanate, I have learned a lot about my grandfather's deeds. Now, I'm listening to the old village chief's rambling recount.

When I heard your father say that he came from a prominent family, I thought he was deceiving me, but I never thought it was true. The old village chief fell into memory, "Speaking of which, we have a relationship with his old man, and this was his fief before. When I was about five or six years old, there was a wolf plague in the village, and the villagers asked for his help. At that time, he was fourteen or fifteen years old, and he took a group of men and horses to go deep into the grassland to kill wolves. At that time, he hacked to death the white wolf king of the wolf pack with a saber. I swear to Tengri, the wolf is the size of a calf, and I really don't know how the prince killed it.

"The prince has been with the army since he was a child, and when he was sixteen years old, the old Khan died, and the first king Gelak Khan succeeded to the throne, and let the old prince lead the troops himself. The old prince really used his soldiers like a god, and I heard the old man say that he led his troops out to conquer the Kugit people on the plain. At that time, the old prince was only twenty years old, and with 300 men, he defeated the combined army of 2,000 people of the Rana and Hama tribes. You don't know, there was an old man in the village who participated in the battle at that time. When the enemy army is finished, the entire horizon is theirs. Suddenly, the wind rose, and the sand and dust rushed over like a pack of wolves. The old prince took the opportunity to lead his troops to assault and defeat the main force of the coalition army. Without that battle, it would have been impossible for Gerak Khan to dominate Kugit in such a short period of time.

"Later, when I was older, I also joined the army, and the unit I was in was the old prince's personal guard. I still don't understand why the old prince can always know the enemy's intelligence and always annihilate the enemy in the right place. Let me think about it, the old prince once defeated the chief of Baibak of Salander in front of the city of Halma, once founded the fort of Sajiche, and defeated the Vigians who invaded from the north. The battle was so thrilling that the blood of the Virgians stained the snow red. ”

I once read about this battle in the history books, known as the Battle of Sagicher Fort, which records that "the king led 1,000 troops from all walks of the Khanate to fight north of Sagiche Fort, and the enemy army was called 8,000." 2,000 enemies were destroyed and 1,300 captured. Since then, the enemy has not dared to peep south for 20 years."

After the old village chief finished recalling, he walked into the house for a long time, and trembled and took out a thing wrapped in satin. Then he held the thing in one hand, and with the other kept rubbing the case he had just used to skin the wolf, until he thought it was clean.

I didn't know what he wanted to do, so I was overwhelmed.

He slowly placed the object on the table, carefully unwrapping the satin. When the old village chief was young, he traveled from south to north, and he may have collected some treasures.

The old village chief finally opened the package, and I saw a long knife lying there quietly, with my grandfather's flag on its scabbard - a wolf flying in the sky.

The old village chief's eyes were a little moist, and he said: "After the Jerak Khan unified Kujit, he started a war with Svadia, which was still called the Karad Empire at that time. At that time, the Count of Harlaus, oh, the current King Harlaus, led the elite of several knights to meet the battle, and the Khanate was defeated in this battle, and the Khan, who commanded the battle, fled, and the old prince left behind to cover the Khan's retreat. This was the only defeat in the old prince's life, poor prince, he was seriously wounded, and I carried him back from the battlefield. When I got back to Lana, he gave me the saber. Alas, Tengger didn't bless Kugit! The prince's injury worsened, so he returned to Tengger. If he was still alive, he would probably be in his seventies. Alas, after he left, the army came directly under the command of Gerak Khan, and then many people left the army. Tengger just took the prince and his army. "After all, it's already old tears.

I was about to comfort the old chief, but he said, "Look at this knife, take it, kill Haraus, and avenge your grandfather." ”

I picked up the knife and unsheathed it.

This knife emits a cold light in the sun, the jet-black blade, and the weird double blood groove seem to tell its achievements, making people not feel the warmth of this twilight spring at all. This is indeed a treasure.

I recruited some soldiers, bid farewell to the old village chief, bid farewell to Dashtuo, and went to answer the call of Marshal Nayan Asugan to lead the army west to Svadia. To tell the truth, I have no hatred for Svadia and King Haraus, and I even have a few friends in Swadia, and this expedition is just a duty to the khanate.

I found the marshal in Yalib, near Dehrim, who was looting the village, and I saw the soldiers making the men kneel on the ground and beheading them from behind, some of the soldiers were holding the beautiful women and swarming into the house, some of the soldiers were setting fire to the house, some of the soldiers were looking for something of value, and the soldiers gathered the children in front of a cart and killed them higher than the wheels.

My ears were filled with screams, begging, cursing, the cries of abused women, the barking of chickens and dogs, the sound of burning fires, the brutal laughter and cheers of the soldiers. I was stunned by what was in front of me, only Resarit kept shaking his head beside me.

I said to the marshal: "Let those children go, they are still young." ”

"No, they're about to become warriors, and they can't be kept. Nayan Ah Sugan said in an unquestioning tone, "Young man, you still need to experience. If you don't want to witness this, then I'll give you a mission. You go and scout Dehrim, Emilin, and Fort Rende. ”

"Yes, my marshal. ”

I couldn't let go of what had just happened for a long time, and I knew that sometimes if I didn't rob the village soldiers, I could lose supplies. Later, I had a similar problem, and after my inner struggle, I often chose to feed the soldiers. The people of Calradia nicknamed my army the "Wolf Army" by my name. But my soldiers loved the nickname and made up a military song with lyrics like this:

We are a pack of Calradian wolves, adrift on the battlefield covered with yellow sand.

We are a pack of wolves who fight everywhere, and where we go is our home.

We don't like to starve, and we don't like to wander.

Either starve to death, or eat the enemy.

Whether you're armed with a heavy crossbow or a spear,

As long as you oppose us,

You are the sheep under our mouths.

It is said that this song was written by Uliji.

After I completed the task assigned by Nayan Atsogan, I learned that King Harauth had sworn a decisive battle with Nayan Atsogan, and the marshal ordered me to return to the army immediately and participate in the battle.

When I saw from afar near Al Deig that Nayan Azugan was directing his men to face off against the army group of the Swadia Kingdom, I cried out, "How can you fight like this?"

So I ordered a few people, and I made a total of 35 people. I made up my mind and gave the order to join the battle I could see clearly on the hillside, it turned out that Nayan Asugan let Nayan Aguer feint head-on, but ordered his son Nayan Tilida to lead his troops to outflank him from the right side.

But halfway through the roundabout, a knight led a detachment of Svadia heavy cavalry to charge Tirida's cavalry, and after the first assault, Swadia's crossbowmen and marksmen poured their crossbows into the crowd of Kugit's army. I saw a terrible scene on the mountain: the knight ordered the shooters to stand in three rows, the first row to shoot, the middle row to aim, the last row to put on the crossbow, the first row to finish shooting, to the last to the last crossbow, and the row that was aiming to shoot, in turn, so that the Svadia army had constant firepower, and in front of the shooters, the Swadia infantry and Swadia sergeants were ready to attack in formation.

I later learned that this knight was Count Crespo, one of the most famous generals of the Swadian kingdom, and the Svadians called him the "god of war".

At this time, the commander of the Svadia army ordered a head-on battle with the army of Nayan Aguer, and the army led by the small lords of Svadia, such as the Viscount of the Little Lemmings, swarmed up, and the knights and heavy cavalry troops led by the Swadia Marshal Count of Sweden were rear. At the front were newly armed Swadia recruits and militiamen, and in the back were well-trained soldiers. The idea of the Swedish Count must have been to slow down the Kugit cavalry with a dense number of recruits, and then let the elite soldiers go up. I always thought it was a tactic that Sweden came up with on its own, but later I learned that it was a deployment by King Harlaus.

At this time, Nayan Asugan ordered Nayan Dundushi, the last lord who had not yet arranged a character on the battlefield, to rescue his son Tirida, and I was extremely disappointed.

I saw only that the army of Count Crespo shot like locust arrows, and the warriors of Kugit fell to the ground, and that on the frontal battlefield, the Swadian recruits had been trampled under the hooves of the Kugit cavalry, and the cavalry in the front row had either been dismounted by spears or pierced through helmets and leather armor by fighting hoes. I saw from a distance that a general had dismounted, wielded a broadsword, and the five steps around him became a no-man's land, and it was estimated that it was Nayan Aguer.

I led my men closer to the battlefield. I knew that if I rushed at them, I would be doomed in two ways: first, drowned in the bolts, and second, drowned in the cold light of the armor and sword of the Swadian knights.

This is, I saw a few knights under the big tree on the top of the slope in the far east, watching the battle.

I shouted, "Stop! Look at the hill to the east!"

Ulligi had the best eyesight, looked at it for a few seconds, and said: "There are several knights on the mountain, and one of them has a child in his arms. ”

With a child in my arms? I was confused.

Hearing this, Resarit hurriedly shouted, "Hurry, hurry! Rush over and kill the knight who is holding the child, he must be Harlaus!"