Beibi can only be regarded as a small clan in Beiban, but the reputation of the Huyan patriarch is not small, not only is he a half-step master, but he was also instructed by a big man in the Beiban royal court when he was young, and he almost went to the Beiban King City to take up an important position.

It's a pity that the north was worried about internal and external troubles, for the sake of the tribe, the Huyan patriarch was forced to stay in the clan, whenever the children of the clan talked about it, they would feel a little pity, but the Huyan patriarch didn't have a big reaction to this, smiled lightly, and it was as if nothing happened.

Because Beibi is located in the place where Dafeng and Beiban communicate, they come and go every year, and there are not a few traders and warriors who pass through Beibei, so with the help of the terrain, they provide food and lodging for merchants who come and go, and sell some sheepskins in the clan, which also makes the people of Beibi have a good life.

However, since August last year, the wind direction has not been right, and there are fewer and fewer merchants, and when asked the reason, they all say that they are under the control of the army, and the traders are not allowed to come and go freely.

The same is true on the Beiban side, the defenders of Yuhua City will come to the border every three or five days to inspect, and if some traders don't have official documents in their hands, let alone reach their destination, even if they reach the Beibi tribe, it will be a problem.

Once you encounter the defenders of Yuhua City who are patrolling, you can still pick up a life if you leave the goods when it is good, if you dare to have more words, I am afraid that people will have to stay in this desert full of yellow sand.

"Driving the ......" a sound of horses' hooves sounded, hundreds of fierce horses galloped wildly and rolled up the wind and sand all over the ground, the winter in the north is much colder than Dafeng, the old patriarch Hu Yanshou slowly opened the curtain of the big tent, looked at the army of Yuhua City galloping past in front of him, and said helplessly, "Here it is again." ”

Dafeng and Beiban have been fighting for thousands of years, and since the founding of Dafeng, there have been contradictions between the two sides, but the two sides have fought for thousands of years, and how many large and small battles have been fought have been countless.

The two countries have won and lost each other, but Dafeng has always won more and lost less, not only won the three northern states, but also won the strategic place of Xiangzhou, Xiangzhou's territory is located in the northwesternmost place of Dafeng, like a dagger into the hinterland of the Beiban, dividing the Beiban and Xiqiang, and cutting off the connection between the two tribes.

The Northern Barbarians wanted to take back this choke point more than once, but in the face of the well-trained and well-trained Xiangzhou Army, they were also powerless, coupled with the civil strife in the Northern Barbarians over the years, disputes continued, and the fierce internal friction made the Northern Barbarians' national strength greatly decline, and it was not until a year ago that the third prince Yelu Rongguang ascended the throne of the Great Khan, which eased the civil strife.

The defenders of Yuhua City in front of them patrolled around the border, and after a while, they reappeared on the land of the northern tribe, watching these military masters ride in, the people in the tribe avoided one after another, and walked over with a strong body, and their dark faces were full of vicissitudes.

The man led by the patrol took off the sheepskin military hat on his head, patted the yellow sand on the hat, and then turned over and dismounted, picked up a scimitar and walked towards Hu Yanshou, after seeing Hu Yanshou, the man behaved very casually, casually threw the horsewhip to his subordinates behind him, and walked in by himself, not even looking at Hu Yanshou, but said something that was not painful, "Uncle, the child is sparing." ”

This doesn't seem to be the first time these people have come to Beibei to eat and drink in the name of their uncle, and they have a long life, their throats roll, and they bow their heads slightly, "The food is ready." ”

The man smiled happily, but he was even happier that he could eat and drink every day in the name of his uncle, in fact, he was not close to this prestigious uncle, not even five generations of blood relatives, if you really talked about it, it was seven or eight generations.

The reason why I can call him an uncle is also because I have been patrolling the border all these years and inevitably dealing with the northern tribes, and this uncle is not called in vain, no, as long as he patrols the border, the northern tribe must obediently prepare wine and meat, if he dares to say a word, then the hundred and ten people under him are not vegetarians.

A group of border patrol soldiers poured into the big tent with a smile, Hu Yanshou waved his hand helplessly, and the people behind him brought the whole sheep, beef legs, goat milk or something into one by one, waiting for these military masters inside.

A group of soldiers ate and drank in it, Hu Yanshou felt the wind and sand in his ears, and the whole person seemed to have become more vicissitudes, these people came to eat an overlord meal every few days, once or twice was fine, but for four months in a row, half of the livestock of his northern tribe was almost eaten.

Hu Yanshou sighed helplessly, if he was young, these people would have lost their lives when they first set foot on the Beibi tribe, but now there are hundreds of clansmen behind him, and he has to think a little more about doing things himself.

At this moment, several puffs of smoke and dust swept from the northern hillside, and it seemed that someone was galloping wildly, and it was heading straight for their northern tribe.

Hu Yanshou clenched his fists, over the years, although he did not dare to provoke the Northern Barbarian officials, but he was still not soft on some horse bandits who wantonly provoked them in the north.

A moment later, the dust and smoke fell to the ground, and the person who came also revealed his true face, and a tall black horse stood in front of Hu Yanshou, and immediately sat a sturdy body, with a bare right arm, revealing a strong bronze skin.

The man was dressed in wolf skin clothing, the long hair near his ears and in front of his forehead was draped back, tied behind his head with a leather rope, and a sword was carried around his waist.

In the face of such a battle, Hu Yanshou recognized at a glance that these soldiers in front of him, wearing wolf armor, with knives at their waists and bows behind their backs, were definitely not the army of Yuhua City, but from Xilin Lege.

The Northern Barbarians, like Dafeng, also have a huge territory that is managed by people, and they are not the state minister's mansion, but Lege, who has a blood kinship, just like Yuhua City belongs to the southern Xilin Lege, and the lord in charge of Xilin Lege is the nephew of the current Northern Barbarian Khan, Murong Baoyu.

Hu Yanshou hurriedly waved his hand to signal the clansmen behind him not to move, so as not to bring death to himself.

The sturdy man led by looked around, his lone wolf-like eyes looked around, and after making sure that there was no threat, he retreated from the horse, the sound of horses' hooves sounded, and a young man walked out, the man wore a fox and wolf hat, held a sword at his waist, and was wearing a brocade robe, which was different from the man's intimidating expression, the young man sat cross-legged on horseback, with an indifferent expression, and squinted at the old man in front of him who was in shabby clothes and full of vicissitudes of life, "You are the leader of the North Side, Hu Yanshou?" ”

"Exactly, dare to ask the Venerable ......" Hu Yanshou knelt on one knee, beat his chest with his right hand, stared at the ground with his eyes, and did not dare to raise his head.

The man was just about to speak, when a drunken defender of Yuhua City walked out of the big tent, his face flushed, holding the uneaten beef bones in his hand, and shouted, "There is no wine, go get the wine." ”

However, after the defenders saw the battle outside, their originally dizzy heads suddenly sobered up, and they were a little stunned, and then directly threw away the cattle shares in their hands, knelt on one knee, and also beat their chests and saluted, "My subordinates meet the young master, I don't know that the young master is visiting, and I hope the young master will forgive me." ”

The young man ignored him, but stretched out his finger and pointed to the big tent inside, and said indifferently, "It's all the defenders of Yuhua City?" ”

The defender who came out swallowed a mouthful of saliva, even in winter, the forehead of the defender in front of him was covered with fine beads of sweat, and he replied tremblingly, "Yes......"

The man reached out to support his cheek, nodded, and lowered his head and asked, "Do they give money for eating and drinking like this?" ”

Now he got to the point, and Hu Yanshou shook his head directly, "No." ”

"How long has this been?" The man continued.

"Four months."

"Oh......"

The man nodded, the expression on his face was already very ugly, he waved his hand casually, and directly put a large bag of silver in front of Hu Yanshou, "This is compensation for you." ”

"We are untouchables, and we dare not ask for compensation." Hu Yanshou's voice was loud, and his head hit the ground directly, the young master seemed to be very dissatisfied with this, lifted his robe, and looked at the man next to him, "There are more than a hundred people listening to the voice inside, and one person has ten taels of silver for a pension...... Forget it, just two thousand taels of silver, you know what I mean. ”

The big man next to him nodded and roared, "Bow up." ”

In an instant, the wolf riders surrounding the big tent put away their scimitars, took out a curved bow from their backs, drew their bows and arrows, and pointed directly at the big tent in front of them.

"Putting ......"

A loud roar, accompanied by the sound of arrows breaking through the air, there was an extremely miserable howl in the big tent instantly, and the blood stained the curtain made of wool felt, and several defenders of Yuhua City wanted to rush out, but as soon as they walked out of the big tent, they were shot into a sieve, and fell to the ground, convulsions, and blood spurted wildly.

After a while, the big tent was quiet, and the people in the north outside lowered their heads one by one, trembling all over, and didn't even dare to snort.

After dealing with this unexpected episode, the young young master snorted coldly, raised his eyebrows, looked at the Yuhua City soldier who had been paralyzed to the ground with fright, and snorted coldly, "If you didn't come out, you would have to die." ”

The man came back to his senses and kowtowed to the young master, tears and snot gushing out.

The man took out a roll of orange-yellow Ambu from his waist and shouted, "From now on, the Beibi tribe will move 100 miles inward, the garrison of the original tribe will be requisitioned, and the people of the tribe will be compensated with 20 taels each, and the internal relocation will be completed within three days. ”

"Yes, follow the young master's orders." When Hu Yanshou got up, a violent shaking came from under his feet, the sand and gravel on the ground rolled, and a muffled sound like heavy thunder came not far away.

Looking up, the dense black-armored wolf in front of him rode with thousands of miles of dust and smoke, and the black flags swayed in the wind, and the word "Murong" on them was particularly dazzling.

The black clouds crushed the city and wanted to destroy it, such a scene made Hu Yanshou feel depressed even for breathing.

Then the young master turned around and left, "The Northern Barbarian Army, the bullying of the people and the market, the drunken gambler, there is no forgiveness for killing!" ”

It wasn't until after moving away that Hu Yanshou found out that the man in front of him was the son of Murong Baoyu, the lord of Xilin Lege, Murong Zhuozhuo.