"What?!"

Lu Shaoqing's eyes widened, and his mouth opened as if he wanted to eat people.

"That barbarian is going to send their young master to the Lower Tang Dynasty?!"

Lu Dingguo's palm was raised again, but this time he was deftly dodged by Lu Shaoqing, so he had to hang in the air and point at Lu Shaoqing's nose and scolded:

"You idiot can talk past your brain! The Tiele Department is now a Dahao feudal state, and if their Great Khan stands on top of the court, he can be exempted from kneeling like the prince! ”

"Cut, how did the barbarian state go to the temple."

Lu Shaoqing was disdainful, but there was a flattering evil smile on his face, and he hooked Lu Dingguo's shoulder without big or small, and asked:

"Lu Dazhu Kingdom, do you want to unite with the Tiele Barbarian State and deal with the old gelding in Yandu together?"

Lu Dingguo glared at him and said:

"You know what! Don't talk nonsense!! ”

Lu Shaoqing pursed his mouth and muttered:

"Otherwise, why don't you go to Yandu and come to Tang here?"

"What do you know, the son of Tiele pledged Tang is a divine will ruling."

"Since it's a proton, Dad, you just find a yard to lock him up, why do you still want to learn literature and martial arts, and you want me to accompany you?!"

"According to the covenant between Tiele and Dahao, the prince of Tiele is pledged, but nominally he is an envoy. And the three generations of Tiele and Dahao have become more and more friendly, since Emperor Haowen has arranged each generation of Tiele sons to enroll in the lecture hall, and learn the art of war in Xianglongwei. Xia Tang didn't have this condition, so he had to arrange it in my Hou Mansion. ”

Lu Shaoqing seemed to have lost interest in the allusions and interests, and he actually didn't care much about these in the first place, so he nodded and said perfunctorily:

"I know, I know, you really know how to take care of things for yourself, you just finished cleaning up a big mess in the Southern Continent, and you have to take care of the Northern Continent again."

Faced with his son's evaluation of himself, Lu Dingguo couldn't think of words to refute for a while.

had no choice but to wave his hand and let go of Lu Shaoqing, who had long been impatient to fight with him here.

Lu Dingguo looked at the back of the young master Lu who almost wrote the word "绨绨" on the door of his head, and he couldn't sigh if he wanted to.

I can only silently say one sentence in my heart:

"Forget it, it's good if he's happy......"

……

On the southernmost Gobi in Ningzhou, hundreds of black horsemen escorted Tiele Amok slowly southward.

The leader of this group of fire-stepping black horses was none other than Amoco's elder brother Jingo, who walked in the front and did not say a word.

Amok and Nado Nanshan followed him, and the whole group talked to the two of them from time to time.

"Shizi, is there a pasture in the southern continent?"

"No, I heard Mr. Dongyang say that there are mountains, rivers, and forests, but there are no endless grasslands like Ningzhou."

"Alpine...... Rivers...... The forest is a place where horses can't run......"

"yes...... Not only horses, but also people......"

Seeing that Shizi was a little depressed, Na Duo Nanshan hurriedly relieved:

"It's okay, Shizi, it's only three years, and it's gone in the blink of an eye."

Amocco nodded.

yes, it's only three years.

Everyone, including him, comforted himself in this way.

However, sometimes, hearing the same sentence too much can give people a sense of unreality, as if the deliberate repetition is to cover up something.

Is it really only three years? ……

In the evening, the troops walked to the foot of the cloud-chasing mountain.

This is the border of Ningzhou, and any inch of land further south will not be the homeland.

Tielkingo commanded the troops to camp, and they had to be sent here.

The Ningzhou Iron Cavalry will never step out of Ningzhou, which is the covenant between Dahao and Tiele.

On the way back, there were only 30 personal soldiers who accompanied Amok on foot, crossed the Zhuyun Mountain, and passed through the official road of Bull's Eye Mountain to the Lower Tang Dynasty.

When they arrived in the Lower Tang Dynasty, the soldiers also had to return to Ningzhou, so there were really only Amok and his companions, as well as the snow horse.

Tie Legingo is a man who is not good at expressing emotions, and his face is always covered with a foggy silence and coldness.

But everyone knows that he loves his only brother.

It's not just that after his mother's death, he kept his younger brother on his back.

The tribesmen also saw him riding a horse back and forth on the grassland for three days and three nights in order to find a herb for the sick Amok.

Amok believed that if he had a choice, his brother would stand up and tell his father Khan that he would go to the Southern Continent instead of his younger brother.

But Tielkingo now regrets that he hadn't taught Amocco how to use a knife before he sent him to the dangerous South Continent.

He also tried to teach Amocco how to use a knife, but at that time Amocco was too weak and sick to even lift a knife.

The boy on the steppe does not know how to use a knife, which is both a shameful thing and a dangerous thing.

A few days before leaving, Tiele Kinge asked Mo Yun, the best knife maker in Ningzhou, and asked him to tailor a knife for Amok.

The broad-backed saber given to Amoco the day before the ceremony was too heavy for Amoko, and that kind of saber couldn't be brought with him to Nanriku.

The night before Amoco himself set out on his way to the Lower Tang Dynasty, Jin Ge wanted to give the knife to his brother with his own hands.

When everyone went back to sleep in their tents, Tylegingo called out Amoc.

The two of them walked to a clearing outside the camp, and under the moonlight, Jin Ge slowly untied an object about five feet long from his back, and carefully unwrapped the layers of cowhide.

It was a long knife, with a blade that was more than half as narrow as the saber commonly used in the grasslands, and a much smaller blade.

Jin Ge pulled out the sword from the sheath, accompanied by the clear sound of the knife, only to see the slender blade under the moonlight, the streamer poured out, as if reflecting the stars in the sky.

Jin Ge's wrist flicked, and the long knife danced, and the surroundings were illuminated by the cold light reflected by the blade.

With a pop, the long knife sank into the jet-black scabbard, and only the moonlight was left around it.

Jin Ge solemnly handed the long knife to Amok and said:

"This is made by the craftsman Moyun with the grain steel folding iron of the South Road, the blade is light, and it can be used with one hand and both hands, which is very suitable for you."

Amocco silently took it.

Indeed, this knife was much lighter than the wide-backed saber that preceded it.

But this knife was different from all the knives he had ever seen, it was too long and thin, why did he say that this knife would be suitable for him?

Jin Ge seemed to understand what he was thinking, and said:

"Your physical strength is too weak, but you have grown a lot taller in the past few years, and this long knife is easy to exert the strength of your back and make up for your lack of arm strength. If you go to Nanlu this time, there should be someone over there who will teach you knife techniques, Nanlu martial arts pay more attention to move techniques, and this long knife is also more suitable for practicing Nanlu's knife skills. ”

Amocco nodded, and after a long silence, he suddenly asked:

"Brother, does this knife have a name?"

Jin Ge was stunned for a moment, he didn't know why Amok asked this, in his opinion, a knife is a knife, even those famous knives that are rumored to be divine soldiers in the world, the names are very unnecessary, but they are just tools for killing.

"No, it doesn't have a name yet."

Amoco looked up at the full moon in the night sky, and then at the empty pastures in the north in the middle of the night, and said:

"Let's call it Arazuki!"

Arazuki ......

Jin Ge did not understand the meaning of the name, nor did he care very much, and he said to Amoc:

"You've been sick for so many years, and I haven't had time to teach you the knife technique on the grassland, but today I can teach you one move, and one move only belongs to the Tiele family."

As he spoke, he drew his long knife from Amoc's hand.

The cold light suddenly rose, and the long knife was raised above his head by powerful hands, cutting a complete semicircle in the air, tearing through the cold night air and slashing forward.

The sword wind whistled, and the miscanthus grass within a zhang in front of Tiele Kingo was cut off and fell to the ground.

"Remember, this is called Thunder Slash, a move by the descendants of our snow wolves to bite through the throat of the enemy."