21. Wolf King
Zhang Qi rode on a short grassland horse, walking on the snow field with the depth and shallowness of the horses, and swaying at the forefront of the horse team.
Of the nine horses, six were ridden by Zhang Qi and his party, and the other three carried everything.
The wolf cubs could only walk.
But they didn't complain, they had eaten twice from last night to this morning, something they had never dared to think of before.
There were thirteen wolf cubs in total, and the number of boys was only four, and the remaining nine were girls.
This is the cruelty of the feudal steppe, and girls are their priority to abandon compared to men who can get on horses and plunder.
The grassland that had just snowed a few days ago was not so easy to walk, especially for these children, the fluffy snow could almost drown them, if it weren't for Zhang Qi from the riding and chopping world and bringing out a dozen pairs of snow boots tied with tough branches, these wolf cubs would have been swallowed up by the snow field a long time ago.
Looking at the wolf cubs behind him who couldn't walk fast, the eagle's face was impatient, he sped up and came to Zhang Qi's side.
"Kai, they're too slow, we can't go twenty miles a day like this, or I'll go..."
The eagle didn't finish, but the ferocity on his face was undisguised.
Zhang Qi glanced at him and refused without hesitation: "They are useful to me, walk like this first, and I will find a way." ”
"Oh—" Eagle muttered in disappointment, choosing to obey.
Hui rode his horse and hung on the side of the wolf cubs, if he found a child submerged in the snow, he would go and fish people out, in the morning he told Zhang Qi, in fact, each horse can take one or two children, with the endurance of the grassland horse is not a problem.
But Zhang Qi didn't agree, he wanted to sharpen the temperament of these people first.
When there is a faint light in the midst of suffering, these people will worship him as a god.
There is no way out of the vast snowfield.
The sun rises and sets.
As Ying said, after a whole day's work, Zhang Qi and the others had only walked less than twenty miles, and those wolf cubs had already fallen several times, and the rest had reached their limit.
Night.
Tonight the night began to blow again, and the wind swept the snow and shrouded the whole grassland in a white expanse.
Listening to Hui, this seems to be called white-haired wind.
The yurt was already tied, far from the foot of the mountain, and a flat flat land was chosen.
The fire, the soup, the hot food, made the wolf cubs forget the hardships of the day, and greedily licked the juice.
Not only them, but even Zhang Qi and others were evoked by these hot foods called happiness.
After enjoying the precious food, Zhang Qi let those wolf cubs gather in one place.
He looked at them.
"I've seen your performance today."
"Yes, suffering has not convinced you, and I am satisfied with your will to live."
The wolf cubs didn't dare to speak, they looked at the man in front of them cautiously, and the same was true for them, except for the crossbowman, everyone in the yurt looked at Zhang Qi.
Zhang Qi didn't care about their eyes and continued.
"I am the one who is blessed by Heaven, and you are blessed by me."
"I ask you, what is the most hated thing of the steppe people? Does anyone know? ”
There was silence in the yurt for a while, and after a while, a thin girl said timidly: "Master, listen to Grandma, what she hates most are wolves, foxes, and hyenas, and those guys will bite cattle and sheep to death and make everyone starving." ”
Zhang Qi glanced at the girl and smiled: "You are good, you will be called Hu Ling in the future." ”
Zhang Qi praised the girl, and gave her a name by the way, during the daytime today, he had an impression of the performance of this Hu Ling and several other people, and his will to survive was the most resolute.
"Thanks to the host." Hu Ling fell timidly on the ground and thanked Zhang Qi.
The steppe people hate wolves, they hate foxes, and they hate all creatures that will bite their livestock, and these creatures are as important in the minds of the steppe people as rats in the minds of the farming people, they are all pests that destroy production.
So Zhang Qi called the Huns wolves and called these cubs wolf cubs, but he was not praising their wildness, but insulting them.
He smiled hehehe, and the coldness in the laughter made everyone in the yurt chuckle in their hearts.
Zhang Qi did not forget the day when he first came, on that day, he was tied to a tree stump, embraced by the cold, whipped by a leather whip, and the pain engraved in his soul made him remember.
Raising his eyes to look at the group of wolf cubs, Zhang Qi said word by word: "Forget your former family, they abandoned you, they don't need you, the person who let you survive is me, I need you."
From now on, you will live for me, and I want you to become like wolves, to bite the cattle of the steppe people, to let them taste the taste of hunger in the cold, and to give them back a hundredfold what you have experienced in these days! ”
With Zhang Qi's words, the eyes of all the wolf cubs narrowed, and a seed called hatred took root in their hearts.
They were abandoned, and the cold, hunger, and pain embraced them, and those days they could not forget.
This time, all the wolf cubs gave Zhang Qi a reply, and they lay on the ground and shouted, "Yes, master!" ”
Zhang Qi showed a satisfied smile and waved his hand: "From today onwards, don't call me master, you are wolves, then..."
"Call me.
'Wolf King'! ”
The wolf cubs got up, their eyes were firm, the future was no longer confused, a mood called fanaticism was ignited, and they found their master.
"Wolf King!"
The immature voice did not affect the fanatical atmosphere in the slightest, and these wolf cubs looked at Zhang Qi as if they were gods.
Catch time by the forelock.
Zhang Qi pointed out three children who also performed well today, and asked them to stand by his side with Hu Ling.
"You will be called Hu Yi in the future, you will be called Hu Er, and you will be Hu San."
"Yes, Wolf King."
"Hey, hey, my name is Hu Er, my name is Hu Er, Hu Er remember."
Hu San didn't speak, just held his head high, looking at Zhang Qi with fanatical eyes, Zhang Qi had already expected their performance.
Hu Yi is an ordinary child, Hu Er is stupid, although he is the tallest of all people, his intelligence is very low, and he eats the most.
Hu San has a feminine personality, and Zhang Qi found out more than once that in order to save his strength, he pretended to be powerless to let the people around him take him away.
Zhang Qi wrapped them around his chest and looked at the remaining wolf cubs: "I am the one who is blessed by God, and you are blessed by me!" ”
Suddenly, the figures of Zhang Qi and the four wolf cubs disappeared into the yurt, and the frenzy that had cooled down before was ignited again, and a low-pitched exclamation sounded in the yurt.
Hui and the others glanced at each other, nodded, and began to rectify.