Ningzhou, Guyang City

This is the only city surrounded by walls on the grassland of Ningzhou, and it can even be said that it is the only city in the actual sense.

The nomadic Yi people of Ningzhou have no fixed residence, and they set up tents and sheepfolds on the pasture, which is a new home.

More than 200 years ago, the Great Khan of the Tiele Tribe, Tielemu, conscripted 100,000 slaves to mine stone mines from the Zhuyun Mountains and build city walls.

A city that is nondescript in the eyes of the people of the north and the south suddenly stands abruptly above the grassland of Ningzhou.

Tielemutto named the city after the legendary hero of Tiele Guyang, and moved all the nobles and their slaves into the city.

It can be surrounded by a city wall as high as several feet, but it is not a fence and a pavilion.

Rather, it is a tent arranged in a circle according to the status class.

The most central location is the Golden Horde of the Great Khan of Tielebu.

At this moment, a dozen slaves were busy around the Golden Horde.

Today is the ceremony of the prince Amoc.

The slaves, with knives in their black hands, slaughtered the lambs that had just been laid this autumn.

This little son, when he was born, the witch doctor said that he would not live past five winter months, and he almost died of several serious illnesses, and now he has finally been pulled to adulthood.

The old-eyed witch doctor later said that it was a gift from the great god Luo Song.

But all the people of the Tiele tribe knew that the sickness of the prince was cured by the man who came from the southern continent.

That person's name is Dongyang Guo.

He brought magical herbs from the southern continent and gave the prince a medicinal bath every day, and finally snatched the son of the world, who had barely walked out of the big tent since birth, from the hands of death.

It is also because of this that in the environment where the Yi people generally hate the Nanlu people, Dongyang Guo was treated with great courtesy in the Tiele Department.

In particular, the prince Amok likes this raunchy Mr. Nanlu very much.

At this moment, Amok was sitting on the meadow on the bank of the Aba River outside Guyang City, staring blankly at the south.

His slender fingers held a delicate dagger, casually slicing at the surrounding miscanthus grass.

The handle of the dagger was inlaid with two gemstones, red and green, which looked very dazzling in the sunlight.

This is a coming-of-age gift from Abba, and compared to the twenty or thirty pound wide-backed saber that his brother Jin Ge gave him, this dagger looks a little childish.

But he just likes it.

Unlike his older brother, Amoco does not have the wildness of a prairie boy, and sometimes he is even as quiet as a scholar in the southern continent.

Just like the dagger in his hand at this time, it is delicate and gorgeous, but it has no lethality.

The subordinates of the Tiele tribe sometimes privately discussed whether the future Great Khan was such a weak person and whether the Tiele tribe could still become a snow wolf rampant on the grassland.

However, this kind of discussion also stops at the succession of the youngest son after the tea and dinner, which is the method of the ancestors of the Tiele Department for hundreds of years, and it is said to have originated from the Tiele Ronglie Khan who established the short-lived Dayuan regime more than 500 years ago.

In fact, Amok also thought about this problem, and he also felt that his brother, who had been brave and fierce since he was a child, was more suitable to be the Great Khan of Tieler.

In Ningzhou, where the weak eat the strong, Tiele can lead all departments for hundreds of years, and he can always sit firmly in the lead of the color tent conference, relying on decisiveness.

But after today, the snow wolf's tail, which symbolizes the throne of the Khan, will be tied to his Amoko's shoulder.

Unless he goes to see the great god Luo Song before Abba, the owner of the golden horde, sooner or later he will be him.

Amok was a little distressed, he wanted to find someone to talk about these words in his heart, but Mr. Dongyang had been in Nanlu for many days, and it seemed that he couldn't catch up with his Cheng Ding ceremony.

Just when Amok was bored, his companion Dang Na Nanshan hurried over.

Na Duo Nanshan is a spiritual guy, although he is a slave cub, but he always has a rebellious stubbornness on his face.

Amocco raised the dagger in his hand and shouted at him with a smile:

"Nanshan, come and see, Abba sent me."

Na Duo Nanshan glanced at it, and then looked away, he was not very interested in this kind of bells and whistles.

"Shizi, the leaders of the Ten Horse Tribes and the Broad Terrace Department are here, and you should go back too."

Amok's eyes dimmed, he glanced at the sparkling Aba River again, and slowly stood up.

Suddenly, he asked Na Duo Nanshan with some excitement:

"Nanshan, are you here on horseback?"

Nado Nanshan nodded and said:

"I've brought the prince of the world with me."

"Great! Let's go for a lap in Ba Nan! ”

"But ......"

"Don't mother-in-law, it's still early!"

……

Wading through the shallows of the Aba River, on the endless meadows, two horses carrying two teenagers, galloping wildly.

Only in Ningzhou can the horse gallop so freely.

Under the crotch of Amocco is a horse in the prime of life, because of a white mane on the neck, Dongyang Guo gave it the name "Xue Cong".

This is still the fire-stepping horse that Tiele-Ul Khan personally went to tread on the fire to set for his youngest son.

Because he had always been weak and sickly, unlike many Yi children on the grassland who rolled on horseback at the age of seven or eight, Amok could barely get on the horse until he was ten years old.

Until then, he had to ride a pony in a sheepfold.

When his Abba first brought Xue Tsu to him, he was overjoyed.

And Xue Cong is also quite human, almost not very tame, so he identified Amocco as the master.

It didn't take long for Xue Tsung to leave the red-maned horse of Na Nan Mountain far behind.

In the whole meadow, only Amok and Xue Tsung remained, like ink spots on a yellow-green canvas, flowing at will.

Amocco had never traveled so far on horseback, and four or five miles further south was to the border of Tiele Ranch.

Today, I don't know where the interest and courage came from, he just wants to keep running like this.

Until he escaped from this reckless grassland that he had never left in his life.

The soft turf gradually turned into solid loess, and the snowy blood-red horses' hooves trampled it, raising a puff of dust.

Amokor grabbed the reins, and Xue ran around the spot for a short time, raising his hooves and hissing, and slowly stopped.

In the southern sky, you can see the cloud-chasing mountains, which stretch majestically.

In the ancient legend of the Yi people, the mountain of chasing clouds is the body of the creator god Luo Song who died in the world.

This endless stretch of mountains separates the southern and northern continents.

Beyond the clouds and mountains, is the rich and fertile territory of Dahao.

It is said that a meal of the dignitaries and nobles there can make a village of Yi people not have to go hungry for a few days.

Amok still remembers that a few years ago, there was a famine in Ningzhou, and starvation was everywhere, and the Nanlu Emperor sent hundreds of carts of rice and noodles, and thousands of people in the Tiele Department were saved from starvation.

But that's just the grain that has been stored in the granary of only one county in the southern continent, and it is about to become moldy.

The old shaman said that all living beings in the world were the children of the great god Luo Song, but the gods seemed to have forgotten to spread his blessings throughout the world.

Amok stood in the Gobi outside the miscanthus in a daze, and after a long time, Nadonanshan hurriedly arrived at the horse.

"Shizi, go back, it's really not early."

Amoc, however, still looked straight to the south, and muttered:

"Nanshan, you know what? I'm going to Nanriku soon. ”

Na Duo Nanshan was stunned for a moment, and then said without hesitation:

"Nanshan will go with the prince!"

Amocco turned back to him with a helpless smile and asked:

"Nanshan, do you want to go to Nanriku?"

Na Duo Nanshan simply replied:

"When Nanshan was able to climb on horseback, he was always with the prince, and wherever the prince goes, Nanshan wants to go!"

Amoco smiled with relief when he heard this, and looked back at the mountain again. After a long time, he said lightly:

"How nice it is to go wherever you want......"