The horse's hooves trampled, and Gejiamu snuggled up to Badam.

Everyone was still some distance away from the Golden Horde's Court, and Ge Jiamu explained the current situation of the grassland to Haoyue as he walked forward.

Now there are eighteen tribes on the grassland, scattered like pearls, guarding the Golden Horde.

The royal court tribe is the largest tribe in the steppe and rules over the other tribes.

In the past, the grasslands were divided into nomadic tribes and herdsman tribes, with a total of more than 30 large and small.

Nomadic tribes make a living by hunting, while pastoral tribes mainly live by herding.

The nomadic tribes had no fixed place to live, and their numbers were small, but they were all brave and good at war, and they hunted steppe wolves, wild goats, bison, wild camels, roe deer, and horned deer. and other wild animals for a living.

The herder tribes occupy the winter and summer pastures with abundant water and grass, and raise large flocks of sheep and cattle in captivity.

In the past, the grasslands were chaotic, and nomadic tribes often harassed and robbed herdsmen, and herdsmen tribes would compete with each other for territory.

But since Ge Jiamu's father unified the grassland, the situation in the grassland has stabilized.

Nomadic tribes and herdscopic tribes also merged with each other, giving birth to nomadic peoples who mainly herded herds, supplemented by hunting.

Wait a minute? Unify the steppe? Tribal fusion?

Hearing this, Haoyue opened her mouth in surprise, your father is the contemporary Genghis Khan, right?

Haoyue gave a thumbs up to Ge Jiamu: "Your father Khan is really amazing!" ”

Haoyue's words are realistic, without the slightest compliment.

The man who can unify the grassland is definitely not simple.

It must be a hegemon who wants to be bold and courageous, and he wants means to have means.

Speaking of his father Khan, Ge Jiamu nodded proudly: "The eighteen tribes of Mongolia all praise my father Khan as a British lord, and you will be able to see him later, but I think he is a little old man~"

The weather in the grassland today is very good, the sky is clear, there is no wind and no snow.

Although the temperature is still very low and there is snow everywhere, the rising sun is warm.

The convoy marched towards the Golden Horde's court, and Badam led people to defend the left and right.

Ge Jiamu looked at Baadam with a smile, and the more he watched, the happier he became.

The appearance of Badam is also one of the best in the grassland.

Most of the steppe people have elongated triangular eyes, tan pupils, long and broad faces, and high cheekbones on both sides.

Badam's eyes, on the other hand, are cobalt blue, with deep facial features, deep eye sockets, high eyebrow bones, and a straight nose.

Most of the prairie men have big shoulders and round waists, and there is a wall of flesh to that station.

Badam, on the other hand, is slender and strong, with tall limbs, strong muscles in his arms, waist and abdomen, and a sense of strength all over his body.

Handsome and powerful, with outstanding demeanor, he is a good man.

Seeing Ge Jiamu staring at Baadam stupidly, Ge Buli was very unhappy.

He turned his head to look at the long line of Qiang captives at the back of the convoy, then narrowed his eyes.

The Qiang people they captured were just small soldiers, and they only knew how to obey the leader's dispatch, but their leader died in the arrows, so they didn't ask anything.

So Gebuli pointed the finger at Badam.

He struck his horse and stepped forward alongside Badadam.

Gebuli opened his mouth and said: "Five days ago, the princess was attacked in the canyon, only you know my route planning, how do you explain this matter?" ”

Gebuli didn't want to see Badam in the first place, so he spoke unceremoniously now.

"Also, you came to greet the princess seven days ago, why do you only see you now?"

Gebuli smelled of gunpowder, and Baddam just glanced at him.

Badam said slowly: "On the day of departure, we encountered a rare tornado ice storm and lost our way in the snowfield, so we were late. And I'm in love with the princess, and there's no way I'm going to hurt her. ”

Haoyue looked at Ge Jiamu, who was nestled next to Badam, and also felt that this was unlikely.

As for Ge Jiamu, she couldn't talk about it, but she believed that her fiancé would never harm her, so she posted it next to Baadam.

At this time, the atmosphere on the field was somewhat awkward, and Gebuli's face was a little unbearable.

What is this called, the princess clearly believes in her fiancé, and she still puts that person aside, so she is somewhat ignorant of human feelings.

Gebuli pretended to cough a few times, then nodded, "Well, I can trust you. ”

Then he waved his hand behind Badam, "But the news could also have been spread by your men." ”

Hearing the questioning, Baadam's eyes instantly became fierce, and he spat on the ground: "Phew! You shit! ”

The men behind Baadam also looked very unhappy, and they glared at Gebuli one by one, as if they were going to devour him alive.

Baadam snorted coldly, and then slapped his chest three times: "Hmph, the men of my subordinates are all open-minded and loyal, they will never do such a thing, I can guarantee with my life!" ”

After speaking, Badam looked directly into Gebuli's eyes, and said sharply: "If you question them, it is better to kill them directly." ”

The men behind Badam also raised their arms and shouted: "The warriors of the steppe can die, but they will never be humiliated!" ”

It can be seen that Badam has a very high voice among these people, and is extremely respected and loved.

After all, this all-round bearing is not comparable to ordinary people.

Seeing the tense atmosphere on the field, Ge Jiamu said helplessly: "Okay, okay, this princess will not care about this matter for now, Gebuli, you will truthfully report to Father Khan, but I think Father Khan will also believe in the loyalty of Badam and his subordinates." ”

The princess's protector, Gebuli was bored, turned around on horseback and left, and gave Baadam a hard look before leaving.

Seeing Gebuli leaving, Haoyue Nunu's mouth, it seems that this matter will not be resolved~

However, she also felt that this matter was unlikely to be a problem on Badam's side.

Haoyue turned her head, and then her gaze fell on the wooden cage where Sima Qing was imprisoned.

At this time, Sima Qing was lying at the bottom of the cage like a dead dog, and the wind, frost, snow and interrogation torture for days almost cost him half his life.

Haoyue thought for a moment, and then shook her head again, it shouldn't be him.

Sima Qing has been tortured like this, and he shouldn't have the strength to make it bad.

After walking for a long time, they finally saw the most prestigious golden tent on the grassland, the Golden Horde.

On the periphery of the Golden Horde's Court, there was a large circle of blue tents, which looked like blue mushrooms scattered on the snowfield from a distance.

This is the largest tribe in the grassland, the Wangting tribe, whether it is the population or cattle and sheep, it is the largest and largest number on the grassland.

Due to the return of Princess Gejiamu, everyone in the tribe crowded on the side of the road and greeted each other with smiling faces.

The melodious horse-head harp, the innocent smile of the child, the hada in the girl's hand, and the smell of meat wafting in the air......

Haoyue and his party, as distinguished guests of the grassland, were treated with the highest standard by the enthusiastic grassland people.

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