On the vast grassland of northern Xinjiang, the pasture grass is like grass, yellow flowers are everywhere, cattle and sheep are like clouds, pastoral songs are long, and the yurt houses are dotted, forming a beautiful picture full of poetry and picturesqueness.

The Uyghur tribe is next to a large lake, the surface of the lake is sparkling, and you can feel a hint of autumn coolness by the lake, and your hot heart will calm down with the vast lake.

When Dugu Xiaotian came to the Uyghur tribe, he immediately got busy. The tribe of Tajigul is not large, only seven or eight hundred people, most of whom are old and weak, women and children.

The weather in northern Xinjiang is extremely hot during the day and extremely cold at night, and the temperature difference between day and night is very large. Now that winter is approaching, the young men of the tribe are being conscripted to fight, the tribe is short of labor, many old people and children can only go out of the camp tents, work in the biting cold wind, and many people have severe typhoid fever.

Dugu Xiaotian took out the medicinal materials collected along the road and mixed them into a medicine for the treatment of typhoid fever, and gave it to some elderly people and children in the tribe, with remarkable results. Tajigul saw that Dugu Xiaotian was proficient in medical skills, and the medicine was cured, saving dozens of lives in the tribe, and he couldn't close his mouth with joy.

The people in the tribe are hospitable, and they regard Dugu Xiaotian as a life-saving benefactor, mutton and milk wine, singing, dancing, and hospitality.

At night, the sky is already full of stars, and the grassland is quiet. Dugu Xiaotian walked out of the tent and built a bonfire to warm his body.

He was seriously injured and was physically exhausted after two days of working to treat Uighur patients. At the moment, he didn't feel sleepy at all, and he was stunned while roasting the fire.

"Smack", a branch was thrown into the bonfire, making a gentle pop, and the delicate and lovely Saadati walked to Dugu Xiaotian's side.

"Are you thinking about Nakahara's family?" Saadati asked softly.

Dugu Xiaotian nodded, "Yes, I have been in Turpan for many days, and I miss my family very much. ”

Saadati looked down at her toes, hesitated slightly, and said softly, "Have you married in the Central Plains?" ”

"Not yet!" Dugu Xiaotian replied softly.

Saadati's eyes lit up, and then she smiled: "It's so beautiful here, can you take your family over and stay here to live in the future?" ”

Dugu Xiaotian looked at the starry sky and was silent.

"The scenery of this northern Xinjiang is picturesque, and the scenery is far better than that of Xinghai Village in Liaodong! It's just that people are different! Dugu Xiaotian thought secretly.

Dugu Xiaotian shook his head, "Thank you girl, we Han people are used to life in our hometown, and we come here to collect medicine, just for a livelihood, and we will not adapt to living here for a long time." ”

Saadati's expression darkened, and he said softly: "I have heard of the life of your Han people, you live in a big city, you have fine clothes and food, and there are all kinds of entertainment, and the life here is much more monotonous than that. ”

"It's late at night, girl, please go back to the tent!" Dugu Xiaotian persuaded that although the Uyghur people were simple, it was inappropriate for young men and women to stay together in the middle of the night.

Saadati looked at Dugu Xiaotian softly, and gently took off the veil, revealing a jade face like a flower. Her fresh hair, delicate face, clear eyes, and the fresh and natural breath that emanates from the inside out paint a beautiful picture.

"You have to remember me!" The girl smiled shyly, then put on her veil again and ran towards the camp.

Dugu was stunned for a moment, and Saadati's innocent and beautiful face left a deep imprint on his mind.

"In addition to fighting fiercely, there is a lot of beauty in this world that needs to be cherished!" Dugu Xiaotian muttered to himself.

"Brother Wang!" Tajigul, who was tall, walked to the campfire. Although Dugu Xiaotian couldn't use his internal force at this time, his hearing was still there. Just now, Tajigul had been peeping around, and she had listened to all the conversations between Saadati and him, and he pretended not to know anything.

"The young and strong men of our tribe have all been recruited by the king of Turpan to attack Yumen Pass, and you won't be able to return to the pass for the time being" Tajiguli sat on the bonfire tray and said softly, "At Yumen Pass, Turpan's 200,000 army has already started a war with the Ming army. ”

Dugu Xiaotian knew about this earlier, and said indifferently: "It doesn't matter, it is common for a war to occur at the border pass, I can go around the mountain path and return to my hometown." ”

Tajiguli was silent for a long time, thinking of the more than 300 clansmen from his tribe who participated in the war, and said worriedly: "Brother Wang, my father and brothers went to Yumen Pass with the Hui army, with your understanding of the pass, will they come back alive?" ”

Dugu Xiaotian thought for a moment, and said gloomily: "Girl, your people are probably more than lucky." The walls of Yumen Pass are deep, and the Ming army is defending with elite soldiers, and the Hui people will definitely use your people as forward cannon fodder to attack the city. ”

Tajigul nodded and said gloomily: "I knew it would be like this, but I just had a hint of fantasy." ”

After a long silence, her shoulders twitched slightly, and she sobbed. This strong woman, already knowing that her dear father and brothers, could never return to her.

Dugu Xiaotian was silent, he couldn't help but think of the tragic picture he saw when he guarded Datong City that day, "The pain of war is often imposed on the poor people by the will of a few people, and it is the same in the Central Plains!" Dugu Xiaotian sighed in his heart.

"The Uyghur people have no quarrel with the world in this vast and beautiful place, and what a happy life they are, and the invasion of Islam and the ethnic minority people in Turpan who do not know how many people in Turpan will be ruined in this disaster."

The louder Tajigul cried, the louder she became, and the long-term stress and pain were vented like a flash flood at this time. This beautiful woman was desperate, she took off her veil, threw herself into Dugu Xiaotian's arms, pillowed her head on Dugu Xiaotian's shoulder, and continued to cry.

Taji Guli Fang was Shaoling, but he was sixteen or seventeen years old, his skin was better than snow, extremely beautiful, and his complexion was exquisite. At this time, she cried into tears, like rain with pear blossoms, which made people feel pity.

Dugu Xiaotian's heart was peaceful, he didn't take the opportunity to take any advantage, just gently hugged Tajiguli's shoulder, and let this pretty woman cry on his shoulder.

"The burden of survival of this tribe will fall on this woman who seems to be strong, but is actually weak and kind in her heart." Dugu Xiaotian sighed deeply in his heart.

After a while, Tajigul's crying gradually slowed down.

"Can't you not go?" Dugu Xiaotian asked softly.

Tajigul stopped crying, his eyes shot with hatred, and he gritted his teeth and said: "My people were forced to join the army, and the king of Turpan has the support of the Islamic Timur State behind him, and the entire Uyghur people dare not resist them. If eighty percent of the young and strong men of our tribe do not join the army, all the fallen people will be washed in blood. ”

"I really want revenge, but for the sake of the rest of the tribe, I can only choose to live in humiliation." Tajigul sobbed sadly.

"Tajigul, you have to be strong, as long as the Ming Dynasty completely defeats the Timurid State, Turpan still has hope of returning to peace, and your people also have hope of surviving!" Dugu smiled and said in a deep voice.

Tajigul was shocked when she heard this, and then regained her composure. "Who the hell are you?" She asked softly.

"I am Dugu Xiaotian, nicknamed 'Laughing Man' in the Central Plains!" Dugu Xiaotian smiled slightly and replied calmly.