The north wind swept the grass and folded, and this sentence is used to describe the grassland in winter, which is simply more appropriate.

When the sun sets over the col, as the night comes, the little heat left in the day is gone, and the biting cold envelops the entire grassland.

The Han people have the habit of cat winter, and the people on the grassland are the same in this regard.

In winter, there is not much = work, the herdsmen on the grassland will rush before the sun sets, shear the wool, add good forage to the cattle and sheep, and then burrow into their yurts early, light the horse manure, set up the pot, boil the cattle and sheep that have been slaughtered in late autumn with clean water, add only a little salt, and then bring a bowl of hot mare's milk wine, which is used to fight the cold in the warm tent.

If it looks like this, for the people on the grassland, there is food and drink, idle and lazy, and winter is really their happiest day.

But the truth is quite the opposite.

Winter is the saddest day, and compared with the farming people, for the herdsmen, the cold winter is even more fatal and difficult. The earth will be covered with winter snow, and the grassland will become a white expanse, and white plague and hunger will envelop all the tribes on the grassland, and no longer devour human life all the time.

The white plague on the grassland refers to heavy snowfall.

Sometimes, if one person is not careful, it may even freeze to death all the livestock.

The forage stored in autumn is often insufficient, and at this time, it often takes ten times more than a hundred times the hardship to find the grass roots for the cattle and sheep to feed their cattle and sheep in the heavy snow.

Hunger is much more terrible than the White Plague.

Sometimes, in order to save food rations, the tribe would leave the old people behind, leaving them with only a little bit of dried meat, and then leaving them to fend for themselves in the snow.

Children are the future, men are the pillars, women are the hope of reproduction, only the elderly, they have become idlers in the tribe.

And the grain on the grassland never feeds idlers.

The old people did not complain, because they had done the same to their father and mother.

Natural selection, survival of the fittest, is vividly reflected at this moment.

The Huerte tribe is a very small tribe, less than 100 miles away from the border of the Ming Dynasty, and the total number of people in the tribe is less than 1,000.

But the only fortunate thing is that they belong to the Warat. Their great teacher is also the first.

It also provided them with protection first, and gave them a place with more abundant water and grass, so that they could survive.

First of all, it is their protector.

Under the leadership of Yexian, over the years, they have abundant supplies, and they have not exiled the old man for a long time.

This is all due to the fact that in the past, every one or two years, the leader of the tribe followed the tribute team of the Taishi to the Ming Dynasty.

Every time he came back from Daming, the leader would bring back iron pots, tea bricks, and salt.

Since then, the life of the tribe has been getting better day by day.

These changes all originated from the great Taishi Yexian.

In their hearts, they should become the great sweat of the grassland more than the so-called detachment without flowers.

This year, the Ming people in the south are no longer giving them tea bricks, salt, and iron pots.

So in this autumn, the great Taishi gathered the warriors of all tribes, and under the blessing of the great immortal heaven, the Taishi will lead his tribe to fight to the death against the Ming army for the sake of Warat.

Even a small tribe like Huert actively responded to Yexian's call and took out all the warriors of his tribe to follow the great Taishi.

Damn Mingren, if you want to cut off my tea bricks and salt, I will cut your throats.

After the expedition, the good news came one after another.

The Han people in the south were defeated, and even the Han emperor became the spoils of the Taishi.

The whole of the Varat tribes was boiling.

It was also the first to reach the extreme of prestige in the grassland, and everyone was also the first to swell unprecedentedly.

Returning to the fertile land of Guannai and letting all the Han people prostrate under their scimitar war horses is no longer an unattainable dream, and under the leadership of Taishi, it is being realized step by step.

They will return to the era of opulence that no one has ever seen.

At that time, inside the Great Wall, it was also the world of their Mongols.

The Huert tribe is no longer calculating, but sits around the campfire every night and revels, killing sheep and dancing, enjoying the fun.

The old men slaughtered the sheep with great skill, the children helped the mothers skillfully skin the sheep and put the mutton into the pot, and the young girls sang and danced around the bonfire as if they were celebrating a holiday.

Even the young men in charge of protecting the tribe were attracted by the smell of meat and the girl, and left the place where they were supposed to stay.

Cold and dark, meat and girl, this choice is too easy to make.

Such scenes are staged almost every day, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a festival every day.

As for budget-conscious?

Do you still need it?

The Taishi will soon be able to lead a large army into the pass, and by that time, there will be countless iron pots, tea bricks, salt, wine, and women......

When a person is happier, the danger is not far away.

In the jubilant atmosphere, they relaxed their vigilance, and no one noticed the sound of horses' hooves approaching in the darkness.

In the silent darkness, countless sharp arrows shining with cold light shot out of the darkness.

The young man who had just been eye-to-eye with the girls was instantly pierced through their backs with sharp arrows, and they became warm corpses before they even had time to make a sound.

The cheerful atmosphere came to an abrupt end.

The girls who were singing and dancing looked frightened and screamed in unison.

The children were so frightened by the sudden change that they burst into tears, and the cheerful atmosphere around the campfire became frightened and noisy.

The old man's beard shook violently, they were protected by Yexian, which tribe on the grassland dared not to have eyes like this?

Is it a tartar that does not spend?

Yes, it must be them, taking advantage of the absence of the Taishi and the army, to do such a thing.

When the master comes back, he will look good with you.

A detachment of four horsemen surrounded them from all sides.

Such a decoration, is it a Warat?

No, it's not.

Under the crotch is a fat and strong war horse, although these people are wearing Wara cotton armor, but the old man can see clearly, but they are wearing the Ming border army standard waist knife and bow and arrow around their waists.

The old man's scalp was numb, the Taishi was not attacking the Ming Kingdom, how could the Han army go deep into the hundred miles to grind here at this time?

The captain who led the team was followed by a Warat man, with a flattering face: "My lord, that's it, this tribe's allegiance is also too ......, bah, first, first, first......"

This look, a lively look of "Taijun, Tubalu, work in front." ”

The Belt and Road Party, there were such people at that time.

If it weren't for him, this Ming army would not have been able to find this place so easily.

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