Originally, there was no sheepfold on the grassland, but when there were many sheep lying down, it became a sheepfold.

The place where the sheep lay was the sheep's tray.

In the nomadic life of living in pursuit of water and grass, for a certain period of time, the sheep will rest in a relatively fixed place every night until they leave the pasture and go somewhere else.

Because the sheep are lying down when they are resting, this behavior of the sheep is called "lying on the plate".

They will accumulate a lot of their manure in the lying bed, and when the sheep leave, the area will be overnourished for several years.

However, after a long period of wind, sun and rain, the 'sheep pan' recovered, and the annual Chenopodaceae grew first, and they are the pioneer plants of the grassland.

After a few years, the quinoa plant will be replaced by sheep grass, because the place with sheep manure is rich in nutrients, and will absorb a lot of water, and when the sheep manure is decomposed and diluted to a certain stage, it will become the most fertile place for aquatic plants on the grassland.

In the winter grassland, if you can find a sheep's plate, it will be a very lucky and happy thing-

Where there is a sheep tray, there must be a water source nearby, and a large amount of sheep dung is also the best fuel for the shepherds to survive the winter, which is enough for the whole tribe to survive the long winter.

As early as two or three days before the Huns attacked the stone barrier, Yang Chuan had already let six stupid eagles look for a sheep plate, because he clearly knew that a cavalry team of two or three thousand people, if there were no tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of cattle, sheep and horses to support, basically had no way to survive in winter.

His luck was good, and it only took him two days to find the sheep plate.

It's a pity that the six stupid eagles can't speak, and he can't be sure how many Huns there are and whether there are cavalry to protect them, which makes him miss his father very much......

Sixty or seventy miles, the war horses galloped at full strength, and arrived in less than an hour.

Yang Chuan was in a hurry, and he couldn't care about the life or death of the war horse, so when he saw a tent from a distance, he turned over and dismounted, and the divine horse under his crotch sighed for a while, fell to the ground, and began to foam at the mouth.

"Brother Ma can't help it."

Yang Chuan squatted down, patted the head of the war horse, turned around and made a gesture to the ten veteran soldiers: "You change into the clothes of the Huns, just hide nearby and wait for my message." ”

After speaking, he changed into a war horse, took Sister Leopard, and walked generously towards the camp of the Huns.

On the way, Yang Chuan also whistled, causing six golden eagles to fly down, hovering three or four feet above his head, proud like a little nobleman.

The sky is slightly bright, and the east is white.

The grassland is very lonely in winter, and the top of the shepherd's tent, wisps of green smoke waft from it, exuding the warm smell of drowsy sheep dung, adding a sense of tranquility and peace.

As on all other days, the first thing Sana does when she wakes up in the morning is to soak in the grass not far away, and then add a few pieces of clean cow dung to the stove and boil a can of goat's milk for the family.

On this day, she had just stood up from the grass, and before she had time to fasten her belt, she looked up and saw Yang Chuan smiling at her in the morning light, those eyes were clean and clear, and they were simply beautiful.

"Oh, what a handsome young man!"

Sana exclaimed, and just as she was about to say hello to Yang Chuan, she was pounced on the ground by an adult snow leopard, and a sharp tooth firmly locked her neck.

"Sister Leopard, stop bullying people."

Yang Chuan jumped down from the horse, pushed Sister Leopard away, helped the Hun woman up, and said in a very fluent Hun dialect: "Auntie, I'm sorry, Sister Leopard is playing with you." ”

Sana endured the urge to urinate, her legs trembled violently, and she said in a trembling voice: "The king of the snowy mountains......"

Yang Chuan nodded, reached out to stroke Sister Leopard's soft and smooth hair, and said softly: "Don't worry, it won't hurt you."

We originally lived in the big snow mountain deep in the Yin Mountain, and recently, there have been wars everywhere, so I took Sister Leopard out to relax, hoping to drink a sip of your family's water to moisten my throat. ”

Sana glanced at Sister Leopard, at Yang Chuan, and then at the six hovering golden eagles, and her face gradually improved: "No one will go out with a river, and no one will go out with a meadow, handsome young man, please come and sit in our tent and drink a sip of fresh goat's milk cooked by Auntie." ”

Yang Chuan likes this singing way of speaking, and he thinks that only these ordinary shepherds who tend to the cattle and sheep all day long can be regarded as real grassland people.

As for those Hun warriors who slaughtered all directions with their horses and scimitars, fundamentally speaking, it is really true to say that they are wolf Riha......

The tent was very warm, of course, the smell was also very strong, the smell of mutton, milky, leather, and the smell of fireworks when burning sheep dung made Yang Chuan's eyes a little moist.

In such a tent, he was a slave to the Qiang people for six years, and almost lost his life in the Western Regions, and now smelling this familiar smell, Yang Chuan's heart is inevitably quite emotional.

This is a poor herdsman's family, judging from the pottery, copper kettles and other supplies used, the male owner of this tent is very old, but he may not be in good health, because he has not yet robbed the family of any good things......

"This aunt, the goat milk you cooked is delicious," after taking a sip of hot fresh goat milk, Yang Chuan asked with a smile: "I came down from the snow mountain, and I don't know a lot of things, auntie, why are you still fighting in this winter?" ”

Aunt Sana sighed: "Who knows, the grassland is so big, even if there are a hundred times more cattle and sheep, they can still be fed and drunk."

However, some people are not satisfied, they want the pasture that they can't run for three days and three nights, and they want too many Han slaves to herd sheep and horses for them......"

Aunt Sana was busy under her hands, dressing five or six children in beautiful lambskin robes and boots, and said with a smile: "A few lazy foals, guests are coming to the house, it's time to get up and pee." ”

Looking at the kind Aunt Sana and her few shy children, Yang Chuan began to hesitate.

He's here to make trouble.

In other words, he, the pawn of the stone barrier, is here to kill, but in the face of such a family, how should he do it......

"Auntie, I want to eat mutton, can you exchange a few fat lambs for me?" Yang Chuan hesitated, but decided to make a wave of trouble, "Don't worry, I have enough coins, if you need knives, axes and other iron tools, I can also exchange them for you." ”

Aunt Sana smiled generously and said, "Isn't it just a lamb, I'll go and catch it for you, who made you a handsome young man!" ”

As she spoke, she walked out of the tent quickly and called out loudly: "Whoever is who, drag Mi'er, help me catch a lamb, there is a handsome interracial boy who wants to eat mutton!" ”