Zhu Quan and Xu Ying couldn't help but feel relieved when they heard him say this. Zhu Quan changed his mind, recalled the Mongolian army he saw when he came with Tuhuan, and suddenly asked: "Your Oirat tribe has only 6,000 soldiers, so what tribe do the other cavalry belong to?" ”

"It is 20,000 of the Qiergis tribe led by Guilichi Khan, and 10,000 of the Asut tribe led by Arutai Khan." Turning his head to look at Zhu, Xu and the others looked puzzled, and immediately explained: "At present, there are dozens of Mongolian tribes, large and small, among which the Qiergis tribe has the largest population and the strongest army, followed by the Asut tribe, and then our Oirat tribe. Although our tribe is small in number, it is famous among the tribes of the steppe for its courage and good fighting, and they do not dare to bully us easily. ”

When Zhu Quan heard her say this, his heart suddenly moved, and he secretly thought, compared with our Central Plains Dynasty, the biggest weakness of these nomadic tribes may be that even if they are called emperors, it is difficult to have such a centralized power organization as the Central Plains Dynasty. Recalling what Fang just said, the leader of the Oirat tribe, her father and brother did not want to be enemies of the Ming Dynasty, a thought suddenly turned in her mind: If our Ming court can secretly reach a tacit understanding with this Oirat tribe, it can invisibly weaken the overall strength of the Mongolian tribe, and if they stand by this time, our chances of winning against Nahachu will increase a lot. Thinking of this, I made up my mind to give my beloved horse "Dark Cloud Cover Snow" to Su Lan, so as to pull the relationship.

Su Lan looked at Xu Ying and Zhu Quan with a smile, feeling very happy to get along with them in her heart, but she asked, "You two have traveled thousands of miles to business, and it is very difficult to come, right?"

Zhu Quan didn't care when he heard her ask, so he nodded, and was about to open his mouth to give his love horse to Su Lan, but he saw her smile and said: "That is the case, you two might as well stay by my side often, so as not to travel thousands of miles and suffer from the wind and frost." { Oriental Talking Network .com} Zhu Quanqi said: "What are you doing staying by your side?" ”

"First, you can accompany me to relieve my boredom, and second, you can also teach me some things about you Han people." Su Lan recalled that Fang Cai's "dark clouds covered the snow" and Zhu Quan behaved very cordially, and suddenly smiled and continued: "Why don't you stay by my side and be a groom." "She is of outstanding appearance, and is regarded as a celestial by the younger generation in the Oirat tribe, and she naturally speaks and acts with some arrogance.

Zhu Quan was arrogant by nature, and he was unhappy when he heard her say this, so he snorted coldly, but did not speak.

Su Lan seemed to be very unhappy when she saw Zhu Quan hear this, and said strangely: "What, don't you want to?" Fang Cai Nana Sutai is my guard and groom, he is the number one warrior of my Oirath tribe, and in order to be my guard, Fang Cai duel with others, you have also seen. ”

Zhu Quan smiled angrily, and couldn't help but say sarcastically: "It's a pity that I only want to be your friend, but I don't want to be a slave." Speaking of this, he stood up and said, "Thank you, Your Highness, for your hospitality, and I am taking my leave." With that, he turned around and walked side by side with Xu Ying towards the outside of the tent.

Xu Ying and Zhu Quan have been together for a long time, they know their temperament very well, and they know that there is no way to persuade them, and they can't help but sigh softly when they see that today's happy atmosphere is so unhappy.

Su Lan, as the beloved daughter of the leader of the Oirat clan, was very favored by her father and brother, how could she have been rejected so face-to-face, and even sneered, she couldn't help but be annoyed in her heart, and looked at Zhu Quan's back coldly, but she didn't speak.

As soon as Zhu Quan came out of the tent, he saw a figure flashing, and a thick arm was lying in front of him, blocking the way, which was Nasutai, who was known as the first warrior of the Oirat tribe.

Nasutai has always been hostile to the Han people, and he has followed Su Lan for a long time, but he has never entered her big tent. Fang Cai's heart was already jealous and hateful for this Han boy who was so courteously entertained by Su Lan today, and he couldn't suppress it, and at this time, he heard the movement in the tent in his ears, and this Han boy didn't know that the sky was high and he was rude to Su Lan, and his heart was even more furious and irrepressible, and he said coldly: "Your Highness hasn't allowed you to leave yet, stop for me." Speaking of this, he pointed to Zhu Quan's nose and said loudly: "As the number one warrior of the Oirat tribe, I was verbally insulted by you, and I want to duel with you." It turned out that he was just outside the tent, and he also heard Zhu Quan's words mocking him as a slave.

Although Zhu Quan and Xu Ying saw that Nasutai looked extremely unfriendly, they couldn't understand the Mongolian language he said, so they couldn't help but look at each other, not knowing why.

Su Lan, who followed Xu Ying out of the tent, had a calm face and translated Na Sutai's words in rough Chinese.

Seeing that the other party was so arrogant, Zhu Quan sneered: "It's a pity that I won't duel with you for the sake of being a human groom." ”

Seeing that the situation was getting more and more out of control, Xu Ying couldn't help but raise her eyebrows, walked to Su Lan's side who followed her out of the tent, and was about to ask her to mediate, but when she saw Su Lanyu's face cold, she raised her hand to stop herself from speaking, and said coldly: "His words insulted Nasutai, according to the rules of our Oirats, since Nasutai proposed a duel, even the leader of the tribe must not stop it." "It turns out that the Oirat people, like other Mongolian tribes, advocate bravery, and daily disputes between the same clans, from vendettas to small cattle and sheep, are usually resolved by duels.

Nasutai listened to Su Lan's translation of Zhu Quan's words, and couldn't help but clasp his hands to his chest, and spit heavily with disdain.

Seeing this, Zhu Quan was furious, walked to the open space outside the tent, pointed at Nasutai, and motioned for him to come up and do it.

At this time, the group of Oirath cavalry walking around saw that Nasutai, the number one warrior of their clan, was about to duel with this thin Han Chinese, and they also flocked to watch.

Xu Ying looked at the hundreds of Weirath knights who were watching with weapons in hand, her eyebrows were cramped, she was quite confident in Zhu Quan's martial arts, and she was not worried about the outcome of the duel, but the Mongolian cavalry watching around.

Su Lan turned his head to look at Xu Ying and said slowly: "The dueling rules of our Oirats, even if Nasutai is defeated, or even dies in the hands of Zhu Quan, we will not retaliate." ”

Zhu Quan heard the fanatical shouts of the Mongolian knights around him, and saw that Nasutai, who was a head taller than himself, walked slowly towards the field, and suddenly had an extremely strange feeling, as if he had returned to the arena where the audience was cheering and fighting fiercely, and he couldn't help but feel a great increase in his fighting spirit, and thought in his heart: Just look at these Tartar wrestling, they don't seem to have fists and feet, and they must rely on grabbing and pulling each other in close quarters to perform, look at me beating you half to death, but what kind of expression do your arrogant accomplices have.

Seeing that Zhu Quan's figure was much thinner than himself, Nasutai inevitably despised him in his heart, roared loudly, and pounced on his opponent.

Zhu Quan lightly dodged the opponent's swoop, but did not make a move, wanting to know more about this Mongolian wrestling skill. After a few flashes, his eyes turned, but he found that the other party's open hands were always open with five fingers, grabbing at him, and he had an idea in his heart, and raised his hand and punched the opponent's right palm like a bear paw.

After Nasutai pounced several times, he was helpless against Zhu Quan, who was slippery and far faster than himself, and was muttering curses to himself in his mouth, seeing the other party punching at his palm, he couldn't help but be overjoyed, and said in his heart: As long as I catch you, I'm afraid that my arm will be broken for you.

When the fist was about to be handed over, Zhu Quan suddenly loosened his right fist, grabbed it, and the five fingers of his right hand suddenly clenched, and unexpectedly held the little finger of the opponent's right hand firmly in his hand, and then used the internal force, turned his wrist, and pushed the opponent's fingers downward. Although the internal force is Qin Zhuofeng's internal strength, the technique is the self-defense technique practiced by the taekwondo coach who followed him before.

Nasutai's fingers gave the other party such a hard blow, and he suddenly felt pain, and suddenly felt that he couldn't use any more strength in his body, and he couldn't help but follow the direction of Zhu Quan's movements, paused, his forehead hurt and sweated slightly, and he couldn't resist anymore. It turns out that fingers are a weakness that anyone has, but how much strength can any brave person resist with a little finger?