The rite of the prince of Tiele is so simple.

There is no red tape like the royal family of Nanriku, and the only ritual is to tie the snow wolf's tail, a symbol of power, from the shoulders of the Great Khan to the shoulders of the prince.

This was followed by a three-day carnival of the entire tribe, with bonfires in Guyang City lit every night until dawn, and even the Great Khan's treasured fire wine was taken out and shared with the common people.

But Amoco doesn't really like the noisy atmosphere.

In the evening, he had already run to the bank of the Aba River alone, lying in a daze among the miscanthus bushes.

He has always loved the mother river of Ningzhou people, and the murmuring water of countless clear springs on the snow-capped mountains seems to contain the source of life of the entire grassland.

The breeze mixed with water vapor gently bent the half-man-tall miscanthus grass, and Amoko saw a fiery red figure running towards him cheerfully.

You don't need to look at that face, just this cloud-like fiery red is enough for Amok to recognize, and it is the daughter of the Ten Horse family, Ten Horse Yinhua, who ran over.

Ten Horse Yinhua and Tiele Amocco are not childhood sweethearts.

When Amok was ten years old, he was first taken by Tieleul Khan to attend the Lottery Tent in the Aba River Valley, and it was also the first time he saw ten horses and silver flowers a year younger than himself.

She was a milky little girl, but she sat high on a snow-white horse, wielding a colorful whip.

Amoco remembers the first words he said to Ten Horses:

"Your horse is so beautiful."

The first thing Ten Horse Yinhua said to him was:

"Why are you so short that you can ride a horse?"

……

And now, Amok is half a head taller than Yinhua, but Yinhua still has to call him "Little Moko".

This childhood nickname has been shouted for six years.

Amok stood up and waved at Silverflower, and she jumped in front of Amok like a nimble sika deer through the miscanthus.

"Little Moko, today I finally grew into an adult!"

Ten horses and silver flowers deliberately made an old-fashioned appearance and made fun of Amok.

Amocco scratched his head, smiled, and said with some pride:

"Starting today, I'll be able to ride a horse with a sword."

Ten Horse Silver Flower sneered, pointed to the delicate dagger tied to Amoc's waist, and asked:

"This is the knife you wear?"

Amoco awkwardly drew his dagger and argued:

"Of course not, it's Abba...... It was a small gift from my father Khan, and Jin Ge gave me a sabre, but ...... But it was too heavy, so I didn't bring it with me......"

Ten Horse Yinhua unceremoniously snatched the dagger from Amoc's hand and pulled it out with a thud.

The cold light is cold, and the edge is pressing.

Under the flashy scabbard, the blade of this dagger is clearly the work of a famous craftsman.

Ten horses and silver flowers have always disliked dancing knives and sticks, so naturally they don't know the quality of the blade, but they are very interested in the two dazzling gems on the hilt.

She rubbed the jewel and murmured:

"It's beautiful......"

Amocco looked at her and whispered:

"Like it? I'll give it to you in a few days. ”

Ten Horse Yinhua turned her head and asked a little strangely:

"In a few days? What happened in a few days? ”

Amocco lowered his head, avoided her gaze, and said:

"In a few days...... I'm probably going to Nanriku in a few days......"

Originally, Amok should have been sent to Nanlu before he was ten years old, but Tieleguer Khan has been dragging it on the grounds that his son is sick, and it has been delayed for seven years.

Ten horses and silver flowers thought that it would be dragged on, but they didn't expect that the day when Amoko was going to leave was still coming.

"It's okay, it's only three years, and I'll give it to me when you come back."

Ten Horses and Silver Flower couldn't think of anything else that could comfort Amoc.

"Yes, it's only three years......"

Amocco repeated, unable to think of anything else to comfort himself.

The two of them were suddenly silent.

The wind rises again, and the miscanthus rises and falls, playing with the hems of the clothes of boys and girls.

The two looked at each other in unison, and the moment their eyes met, they both blushed and lowered their heads.

It's only three years, and it's really not worth mentioning for young people

……

Dongyang Guo's news arrived at Tiele's Golden Horde one step ahead of himself.

On the day Tanma returned to Guyang City, it was less than a week before the end of the Amok Cheng Ding ceremony.

As the scout walked out of the Golden Tent, Amoc, who was waiting outside the tent, was called in.

Amoko nervously lifted the thick curtain and nearly tripped over the heavy saber at his waist.

When he packed up in embarrassment and walked directly below the roof, he saw that only his father and brother were left in the huge golden tent.

Tielegu Khan watched his thin little son struggle to hang the thirty-pound broad-backed saber on his belt, and showed a smile of relief mixed with pity.

"Amok, you have grown up, this knife that Jin Ge gave you is very suitable for you, better than the one that Abba gave you."

Amok's cheeks were slightly red, and in the past few days since he became a Ding, his heart seemed to be changing imperceptibly.

So much so that the dagger sent by his father Khan became more and more unpleasant in his eyes, so he simply hid it under his pillow and carried the wide-backed saber that Jin Ge gave him.

Not to mention the knife skills, it took a long time for Amok to even hang the knife on his belt.

Therefore, this saber still looks so nondescript on Amocco.

Tiele's vul Khan couldn't bear to hit his youngest son and say something comforting.

But Amocco had long seen the disdain for him in the eyes of the knights on fire-riding horses.

The prince is gentle, but which boy has no blood, even if the skin is worn by the iron ring of the saber on his belt every day, Amok insists on riding with a sword as long as he goes out.

Amok raised his head and responded to Tylegul Khan:

"Father Khan, the dagger you gave me is also very good, but I can't take it on a fire horse."

Tiele' Mur Khan nodded with satisfaction, and said:

"That dagger also has some origins, so I'll tell you about it later. I called you today because I have something to tell you. ”

Before he finished speaking, Amok eagerly said:

"Is my son going to Nanriku?"

Tiele Wu'er Khan was stunned for a moment, and then understood that this little son had always had a close relationship with Dongyang Guo, and he thought that he also knew it from him.

"Yes, like Abba, you're going to spend some time in the South Continent."

"When are you leaving?"

"Three days later."

"Okay."

Amok replied so quickly that Tielegu Khan still had a lot of words in his throat, and he didn't know how to say them.

At this time, the eldest son behind him, Tie Lekingo, suddenly spoke:

"Amok, when you come to the Southern Continent, don't learn from those indecisive Southern Continent people, and don't forget that you are the people of Luo Song and the snow wolf of the grassland."

Tie Lewu's brows furrowed slightly, and for a moment he seemed to hear something else in his eldest son's words, but it was only a flash in his mind, and it was elusive.

He had no choice but to answer:

"Yes, there is too much red tape in Nanlu, and they can't use it in Ningzhou when they are officials, so let's have time to see the power as a pastime. But it's okay to learn Nanlu martial arts, which can be regarded as a physical fitness......"

Amocco responded to the advice of his father and brother one by one, and suddenly thought of something and said:

"Father Khan, can I take Nanshan there?"

"He is your companion and can go with you, and your horse, you can take it with you. But...... That's all you can take to the Southern Continent. ”

"That's enough."

Amoko was in a strange mood at this time, he thought that he would be reluctant to give up his relatives' homeland, and he would be full of fear of the unknown future and the unfamiliar southern continent.

But when the day finally came, those feelings seemed to disappear in an instant.

Instead, there is uncontrollable excitement and anticipation.

Like a caged wolf cub, it is finally about to be released into the wild.

Just when Amok was stunned, Tiele'ul Khan added another sentence:

"By the way, for the past three years, you've got to use a Nanlu name, huh...... Let's call it Iron Luck. ”

"Iron ...... As...... Return to ......"

Tiele Amoc repeated the name word for word, and he couldn't think of anything at this point.

These three words will one day move the world.