The girls of the Mohan family were the most beautiful, and the old Mohan gave birth to three beautiful girls...... The two yaks of the Dahu family are like bees that smell nectar, thinking about the daughter of the old Mohan family all day long.

It's a pity that the most beautiful eldest daughter and second daughter are all favored by the Khitan masters...... The old man of Khitan threw down a large bag of salt, a string of copper coins, and some cloth, and took a group of guards to snatch the two most beautiful daughters of the old Mo Han family.

Old Mohan and his wife knelt on the ground and wept for a long time, and finally Old Mohan comforted his wife...... "They are blessed to be able to serve the Khitan master...... In the future, they will have a big house to live in, and they will have good food and clothing...... If you have a name in the future, maybe you can go back to the grassland to see us......"

The youngest girl, Mo Lanhua, bit her lip and kicked over the sack, and the salt of the white flower spilled all over the ground, and the red-faced Mo Lanhua cursed: "Those damn ...... I'd rather die than let them be bought and used as cattle! I'd rather die ......"

Daruchi suddenly woke up from his dream, his forehead covered with sweat.

The camp was quiet, the big-eyed girl slept very sweetly wrapped in a sleeping bag, and the whole person curled up beside Song Wen, who also fell asleep in a cloak. The days of travel also made his body tired.

An Chun was napping next to the fire, probably preparing to change the guard of the night, and the snoring of the bright moon under the big trunk of the bolted horse never seemed to stop.

Daruchi was about to get up to get the kettle, when he suddenly froze, then yawned, picked up the kettle, took a few sips, and staggered into the back of the bushes.

As the night deepened, two dark shadows crawled sneakily on the grass and slowly hid behind a large rock.

"Who is it? Do you see clearly? ”

"It's the Khitans! There is no baggage, it should be to go to the Da Harm and Nada Sea to fight grass valleys or levy military horses......"

"Isn't it a fleeing defeated army?"

"It doesn't look like ...... Who?"

One big hand grabbed a black figure by the hair and pressed him hard against the stone, and the other was about to draw his knife when he saw a sharp blade pointed straight at his throat......

"You two, which tribe are you from? Dare to spy on the Khitan camp...... Tired of being alive? ”

Daruchi spoke Mongolian, because he had determined that the two guys who were spying on the camp were Mongols from the Nada steppe!

The steppe man who was pointed at his throat looked at Daruchi carefully, and the steppe man who was suppressed by embarrassment scolded: "You are also a steppe man? You Khitan dog, follow the Khitan people back to abuse your brothers and sisters......"

The other scolded in a low voice: "Shut up! Bachile ...... Friend, we are the avengers of the Muchixi tribe on the northern shore of the Nada Sea...... Several groups of routed soldiers from the east came to the grassland in fear of the pursuit of the Khitan nobles, and they burned, killed, looted, and did all kinds of evil, and they killed not a single one of them in many felt bags...... The lucky ones have fled to the north in search of the nobles who shed golden blood, and we have stayed behind to seek revenge...... Since you are a brother on the steppe, you should help us. ”

Daruchi frowned: "What rout? Those Lusters? ”

"There are everyone, there are colored people and the remnants of the military state under the Khitan head, and there are also Mongolian scum......"

Daruchi sighed, and pushed the person who was suppressed in his hand to the opposite side, and the saber in his right hand was still pointed at the two people and whispered: "Let's go...... There were no routs attacking the north shore of the Nada Sea, only the horse conquest team of the Nanjing City Garrison Division...... There is also the caravan of the Song Kingdom,. There are no enemies of yours. ”

Under the moonlight, the two Mongolian youths slowly took a few steps back vigilantly, and the younger one spat fiercely...... "Bah, traitor of the steppe people...... You are also a traitor to the Khitans as a dog! ”

Da Luchi sat on the stone and quietly looked at the two grassland boys, and grinned: "When I was your age, I was sold by Abba to the Khitan nobles as guards with three horses and ten bags of salt!" My favorite girl is married to my brother...... I did make dogs for the Khitans, I killed the Bohai people, I killed the Semu people, I killed the Jurchens and the Goryeo...... But my sword has never been stained with the blood of the Mongols. , my current proprietor is the smartest Han man...... I didn't come back to the steppe to kill, but to bring wealth and opportunity to the steppe! There are no enemies of the steppe people here...... Don't come again! ”

The two steppe youths looked at each other, and the younger one still whispered: "All Khitans are enemies of the Mongols......

Daluchi frowned: "I am now employed by the Han people of the Great Song Dynasty, it is your freedom if you want to kill the Khitans, but if you dare to attack our camp, it is our enemy......"

The thickened handguard saber lightly rested on the boulder, and the cold light flickered, showing the terrifying lethality of the saber.

"The Khitans have bows and arrows, and we also have crossbows...... I advise you, don't come to death without three hundred cavalry! ”

The older young man asked in a low voice: "Han people, the Han people have not been to the grassland for many years, and they have also been beaten by the Khitans so that they can't raise their heads, so the Han people are now obeying the orders of the Khitans?"

Daluchi shook his head: "The Khitans have not yet conquered the Great Song Dynasty, and my proprietors are Han Chinese, and they are also friends of the Khitan nobles, but they are not enemies of the Mongols?" He's a businessman! ”

The two young men on the opposite side looked at each other, as if searching in their minds for what a businessman meant...... Whether it is an enemy or not.

Daruchi waved his hand: "Let's go, get out of here immediately...... The Khitan centurion who led the team is not a waste, if you dare to sneak attack the camp, you will give him an excuse to raise a butcher's knife on the southern shore of the Nada Sea! They're just here to recruit horses...... Five hundred horses, paid in full, can offset three years' taxes! ”

The two young men on the other side fell silent, and the older young man touched his chest with his right hand and saluted...... "It's our rudeness, let's go back and report to our leader, can you know your name?"

"Daruchi ......"

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The two young men fled into a bush by moonlight, and then saw in the distance two horses rushing out of the bush and disappearing quickly to the north.

Daruchi sighed, put away his saber and walked back along the path, turning the bushes only to find An Chun standing next to the camp and looking at him quietly, there were also a few people sitting on the side of the campfire, Song Wen's face was calm, the big-eyed girl was still lying behind him and was sleeping, Mingyue didn't know when she had come behind Song Wen and seemed to be dozing.

Xiao Teng, the centurion of the Khitan cavalry, said to Daruchi with a cold face: "Did you let the enemy go?"

Several Khitan cavalrymen behind him also looked at Daruchi coldly.

Daruchi shook his head, sat down beside the fire, and gently lowered his saber...... "There are no enemies, just a few stupid boys bent on revenge." Their home, north of the Nada Sea, was destroyed by some Semu and Khitan deserters...... Seeing our camp and troops, they won't come to die. In addition, I told them that we need to requisition five hundred military horses, and they will pass the news to their chiefs when they return, and they will agree. ”

Xiao Teng frowned and said, "They were harassed by the defeated soldiers?" Where is the defeated army? The east side of Zhongjing City has not yet decided the winner or loser, so it will not ......."

Song Wen said with a calm face: "I'm afraid that on the east side of Zhongjing City, the battle between Da Liao and the Jurchens will end ahead of schedule......"

Xiao Teng was stunned for a moment, and then his face suddenly became extremely ugly.