Temur was born into one such tribe. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Now twenty-six years old, he looks like a typical prairie man, medium height, burly and lean. His skin is also a healthy bronzer because of his years of living in the grassland, with thick eyebrows and heavy beards, and a very manly taste, which makes him look more in line with the aesthetics of the steppe people - in fact, it is.

A burly and capable steppe man, a good hand on the horse, and an excellent shepherd...... Under normal circumstances, this is probably what people say about him.

But as with all exceptions, Temur is a well-known freak!

This guy is very strange, very strange!

Although he was born burly and strong, his physique seemed to be inversely proportional to his, and he could barely pull out an ordinary bow and arrow at the age of sixteen, and this kind of hunting bow and arrow could be easily controlled by an ordinary steppe child at the age of ten or so.

Moreover, Temur was very "lazy", he did not like to shepherd sheep and ride horses, he did not like to work, and he never participated in games such as wrestling with children of his childhood age. When he grows up, he is not a qualified steppe man, he does not know how to hunt, he does not know how to set horses, and even his equestrian skills are very clumsy, at least from the point of view of the steppe people.

Another peculiarity of his was that, as a steppe man, his greatest hobby turned out to be reading, yes, the kind of parchment from the Empire of Light, or Macedonia. It is said that he showed this interest when he was a child, and seemed to learn any language very quickly, and he had a talent that was close to memorization.

But to the rest of the tribe, this talent was meaningless, and the steppe man was a descendant of the wolf god! a great warrior herdsman, not a weak incompetent, and even his father was very dissatisfied with it—and his mother, to be precise. For most of these texts and parchments were collected by Muttle's mother to teach him, and his mother ...... It is a man of the Empire of Light!

It may sound strange, but it is said that his mother was indeed an outcast from the western frontier of the Empire of Light. I heard that she was the daughter of a small manor owner from a wealthy family, but she was only captured by slave traders because of the war. As the slave caravans passed through the steppes, they were sacked by horse thieves along the way, most of them killed, and only a few survivors were rescued - or robbed back - by the nearby steppe tribes, and Temur's mother was one of them.

When Mutel was eight years old, his father had died in a war with a nearby tribe, and he began to change his "unorthodox" life, herding sheep and horses during the day and reading books at night with the oil he had exchanged. There were often passing caravans on the steppes, and most of the cattle and sheep in Muttel's family had been replaced with parchment rolls.

Her mother is obviously much more open-minded than these steppe people, and since her fate has been decided, she must at least let her son get out of this grassland, and must not let him become a savage with a bloody body!

So Temur grew up in this environment, and as he grew older, it seemed that because of his Bright Empire bloodline, he was not like most steppe people, but his temperament was surprisingly calm and introverted.

Because of his taciturn and eccentric nature, hardly anyone had anything to do with him, for the neighbors in the neighborhood often saw this fellow sitting on the ground with strange words and symbols on branches or grass roots while grazing, and then with a contemplative expression, sometimes even sitting motionless for a whole morning.

This guy is really a weirdo.

But this guy seems to be finally getting out of here.

Half a year ago, Temur's mother died. He buried his mother in the back mountains near the tribe, and then stayed in the mountains for three days without food or drink. Then, when he came out, he seemed to be back to normal. Another half a year passed, until I heard that the war broke out in the northwest of the Bright Empire.

About a month ago, Mutel left his tribe.

Mutr's destination is the Empire of Light.

He chose a caravan to trade along the border of the Garqin steppe, and communicated with the leader of the caravan, saying that he was very good at arithmetic and bookkeeping. With the consent of this somewhat treacherous merchant, he rented himself to the caravan for 30 copper a month, and became a bookkeeper for the caravan.

However, Muttel did not care about this, because he knew very well that the war was coming, and the steppe was already not peaceful. If he remained in this small tribe, he would probably be a refugee or a slave one day in the future as a result of the war, if he survived until that day.

This was his deliberate decision, the tribe had nothing left to be nostalgic for, and instead of staying here and facing an unknown fate, it was better to try his luck in the outside world. So he exchanged his few sheep and the shepherds of the tribe for a lean horse, and the young man followed the caravan of the Empire of Light out of the steppe.

In fact, he was not the first to leave, because of the war and conflict in recent years, there have been a small number of herdsmen who have lost their family businesses and migrated to other pastures, but there are not many young people who are willing to leave the grassland to try their luck. The steppe people have their own simple and stubborn beliefs, the eagle dies in the mountains, the horse is buried in the grassland, since they are born on the grassland, then even if they die, they should be in the land where their ancestors have lived for generations.

But Muttel is different, although he is not very old, he is by no means the kind of stunned young man who does not understand anything, on the contrary, he is very aware of his own shortcomings and advantages! He is young and ambitious, but he has no power or foundation, if he rashly throws himself into a certain big tribe on the steppe, I am afraid that he will not even be able to enter the leader's tent, and can only be used as a slave or a lowly warrior. And his greatest advantage is his flexible mind and keen sense of war!

He is an authentic steppe man, he knows very well the place where he lives, knows the temperament of the steppe people very well, although more than ten years of study and bundles of parchment books did not make him a brave steppe warrior, but let him know more about the world beyond the grassland. The news brought by the constant flow of caravans and travelers made him see the opportunity of war more deeply!

It took him several years to understand the situation in the steppe, and spent a lot of money and energy to collect some gossip from the passing caravans, which made him even more convinced of his thoughts: war is coming!