Mohan Orchid was a little dazed...... I watched my sister-in-law Najib rush out of the tent like crazy, crying and running towards the figure running towards her!

The sound is somewhat familiar, familiar but somewhat different...... Daruchi, who is Daruchi? It's my first favorite Mongolian man...... The young little yak, but he married his brother!

Abba can't support the family anymore, and he is afraid that he and his brother will have a conflict because of themselves...... So he received salt and grain and gave him to the Khitan nobles as a guard!

The story of what happened in the reeds that afternoon suddenly echoed in the heart of Mohan Orchid...... That rude yak! He left the Nada Sea Grassland and never returned......

Daruchi grabbed the little girl she hadn't seen for more than ten years, her round face was red, and her eyebrows and eyes could still be recognized...... It's my little sister, Najib!

"Brother, why did you come back...... The eldest brother died, and so did Abba and Eji...... It's just me and my sister-in-law, and there's nothing to eat! The cattle and sheep are gone, and the Lele cart is gone...... The doll ate a little bit a day. My sister-in-law and I can't hold it anymore......"

Daruchi wiped away a handful of tears and asked, "Did the eldest brother leave the child?" How many?"

"Two, a boy and a girl! The boy's name is Batuk, and the girl's name is Erji......"

Daruchi said in a low voice...... "I came back with the nobles of the Song Kingdom, and I won't leave...... In the future, I will stay in the Nada Sea Grassland, they will leave us food, gold, silver, weapons and medicinal materials, and we will have a good life! ”

Mo Han Lanhua watched blankly as the man walked over with his sister-in-law, Najib, and Najib said something to herself...... But he couldn't listen to a word, only the man in front of him squatted in front of him with guilt and distress, stretched out his hand as if he wanted to hug himself......

"Uh......"

Mo Han Orchid suddenly pulled out the dagger and stabbed it, and the man raised his hand and grasped the blade, and the blood flowed down dripping...... The man's tears flowed down and he hugged himself.

The huge pressure and fear coupled with despair were released in an instant, and Mo Han Lanhua hugged the mighty man and howled silently...... Dawura is dead, and there is not even a body left! Father-in-law and mother-in-law died, according to little Batule...... The old man on his own Lele cart was charred by horse bandits, and eaten by crows and wolves.

This yak actually came back, why didn't he come back sooner!

The black soil forest reverberated with the wail of Mohan orchids...... It's just that there seems to be a hint of relief in this sad wail.

Najib woke up the two children and tore open a bag of dry food and jerky and stuffed it into the children's mouths......

"Eat quickly...... Eat! Blessed are you, your Uncle Daruchi is back, and you won't have to go hungry anymore......"

As soon as the two children saw the food, they pounced on it like wolves and chewed desperately, and little Batuk looked at the man crying outside the tent holding his aunt, and asked, "Is it Uncle Daruchi?" The best hunter in the Nada Sea, the famous eagle in the grassland?"

"Yes, not only do we have to live well, but we also have to get revenge on those damn rebels!"

Batuk bit into the beef jerky and nodded......

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The next day, at noon, Dahubala led a group of young Han men and women on horseback to the Black Soil Forest, the most hidden hideout for fleeing herdsmen for hundreds of miles nearby. Everyone climbed out of the tattered tent hopefully, staring blankly at Dahubara and the strangers.

The news of Daruchi's return had already spread throughout the Black Soil Forest, and dozens of old and weak women and children nearby all silently moved around Mohan Orchid's tent, and these people did not dare to disturb Daruchi, but just watched silently, from afar.

Daruchi gave them several sacks of dry food on horseback and told them...... I brought a noble man of the Han family who would respect the grassland people and could trade fairly with the grassland people!

This man will help the Mongols of Nadahai to survive this most difficult time.

Fifty or sixty old and weak women and children, plus more than 30 Mongolian men brought by Dahubala, this is the only remaining herdsmen in the Nadahai steppe.

Song Wen sighed...... It's a bit miserable.

Dahubala brought back some grain, and Song Wen also took out half of the dry food to help the herdsmen. The little girl bit her lip to help distribute the food, and Daruchi came over and knelt down on one knee to Song Wen......

"Lang Jun, Daruchi begs you to save the Mongols in the Nada Sea...... Our people can't come over, so I beg Lang Jun to ask the little marquis to send troops to sweep away the rebellious army and horse bandits of the Khitans and Semu people! ”

Song Wen pulled Daruchi up and sighed...... "Our brother doesn't need this, I will do my best to help you...... It's just that the Dahubala brothers and I both think that these defeated soldiers and bandits may have been deliberately put on the grassland by the Khitans, and now the war between the Khitans and the Jurchens is raging...... They don't care about monitoring and suppressing the Mongols and all the Tatars, so the fragmentation of the steppe and even the endless harassment of horse bandits is probably the result that the Khitans want to see......"

Daru scolded with red eyes: "These damn Khitan Jurchens...... No one takes the life of the Mongols as a human life! ”

Sure enough, the Mongols' bitter hatred for the Jin and Liao people was a bane that had been planted a long time ago, and once the grassland people seized the opportunity to rise, these hatreds would be transformed into a sea of corpses and blood to bring destruction to the Jurchen dynasty......

The Mongols' methods of overthrowing the Jin Dynasty can be described as extremely ruthless, slaughtering and destroying everywhere, until the remnants of the Jurchens were driven back to the northeast and further north to the white mountains and black water forests to become savages.

The entire Central Plains and Northern Land have not left a trace of the Jurchens!

As for the Western Liao established by the Khitans who escaped, it was even more destroyed and devastated...... even drove the remnants of the Khitans to the north of Western Asia, and finally disappeared completely.

Liaojin, the two mortal enemies of the Great Song Dynasty, plus the Western Xia Kingdom, which rebelled against the founding of the Great Song Dynasty...... In the end, all of them were slaughtered by the Mongols, and then the divided steppe cavalry went all the way south to destroy the Central Plains Dynasty on the coast of the South China Sea!

There is no need to think about the pain of the whole process, but the devastating blow to the entire Central Plains civilization is extremely terrifying......

This process may take many more years, but Song Wen doesn't want to see this happen again!

In the evening, dozens of herdsmen came to the black soil forest on horseback and cart to set up camp, and after a little hope, the unity and tenacity of the grassland people began to be revealed.

A campsite of some kind was built, but the food and supplies brought by Song Wen were rapidly decreasing.

Ask for help from the cavalry of the little marquis...... It seems imminent, but Song Wen, Daruchi, and Dahu Bala all know that once the Khitan cavalry of the little marquis sweeps the Nada Sea, these Mongols will be willing to be the slaves of the little marquis.

Song Wen was thinking about whether to join these Mongol men in a direct war with the horse bandits who were wandering in the Nada Sea?

How many of these bandits are there? What about armament? Is there anyone behind it who is secretly supporting?

Late at night, Daruchi returned to his family's tent and brought food and jerky to the two children.

Najib and his two nephews and nieces were wiping Daruchi's leather armor, while Mohan Orchid was cleaning up the otters and wild vegetables in the small tent behind......

"Sister-in-law hasn't spoken for a day, brother...... You're going to see her, right? ”

Daruchi was stunned for a moment, then nodded silently.

The back tent was small, and there was a hint of blood in it...... Several otters were plucked out of their fur and hung on wooden shelves, and Mohan Orchid picked up a pile of hay to wipe the blood from her hands.

Daruchi opened the curtain of the broken door and walked in, looked at the woman and said, "Don't work too hard...... I'll feed you later, and tomorrow we'll go out and find those damn horse bandits!" If they want to get back the cattle they have taken, those guys will all die...... We want to avenge ourselves! Don't let the Khitans come over and ...... with the mud"

Mo Han Lanhua was stunned for a moment, and her mind seemed to sketch the scene of her husband Dawura and a group of Nadahai men dying in the mountain pass......

"Is there going to be a war again? Are you going to die? ”

Mo Han Lanhua asked tremblingly.

Daruchi was stunned for a moment and shook his head...... "I don't know, but I'll try to survive...... The days to come will get better and better! ”