The hunt began.

The servants led the hounds to lead the way, and the three princes and the young masters of the tribe who followed them entered the woods from different forest passes.

"Rush, Mr. Song, speed up, lest the prey be preempted by them!"

Bach took the lead and urged Song Che loudly.

He was such a simple-minded man with well-developed limbs.

The family background of the eldest prince and sultan is too strong, and the second prince Kuimu is too cruel, if these two people become princes, it is definitely not a good thing.

That's why Song Che chose the third prince Bach, this guy is simple-minded, brave and scheming, and easier to coax.

Song Che asked unhurriedly, "Has Your Highness ever known how to fish?" ”

Bach said: "How can our people not know how to fish, so they already live by nomadic fishing and hunting? ”

Song Che said with a smile: "Then His Highness should know that when the fish bite the hook, they need to be retracted for a period of time, and then they will be harvested after their strength is exhausted - the same is true of hunting, this batch of prey has only been released for two quarters of an hour, there must still be spare strength, it will be very difficult to hunt them, instead of spending energy to chase, you might as well sneak them for half an hour, they are thinly dressed, and barefoot, and soon their limbs will freeze, and then we will be energetic and go to harvest again, and catch a quasi." ”

Bach thought for a moment and suddenly said, "What Mr. Song said is extremely true! Then he ordered the team to slow down and enter the woods in an orderly manner.

"Your Highness, if you use the living as your prey, aren't you afraid that they will escape?" Song Che asked.

"Escape? Hahaha......" Bach laughed: "It is not once or twice that a slave is hunted, but no slave survives;

Mr. Song didn't know that the north of this mountain forest is the Lianghe River, which has frozen into ice at this time, but the ice is very fragile, and once people step on it, they will fall into the ice hole;

And we have already sent troops to watch over the northern forest passes, and if we find that the slaves want to escape across the river, we will order them to be driven back;

Even if they can escape our hunt, the cold wind in the winter will freeze them into ice cubes in less than half an hour. ”

It's cruel!

"Rustling ......"

There was a noise in the woods not far away.

"Shhhhh......h

Song Che frowned, he didn't want to see the appearance of slaves more than anyone else.

Bach opened a branch and was about to shoot an arrow with his bow, but when he found that it was only a red deer, he immediately lost interest and sneered: "What a disappointment." ”

Song Che breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Hunting doesn't have to be a slave, such a good opportunity, why doesn't His Highness release arrows?" ”

Bach put away his bow and arrows and said: "It is the tradition of the Hu tribe to choose an heir by hunting, and it was in the hunt that my father Khan came out on top and became the successor of the tribe;

Now that my father Khan is old and about to become emperor, he will definitely choose a prince to be the crown prince, and this winter hunt is a test for us;

My origins are not comparable to those of the Sultans, so I must win this hunt to gain the approval of my father Khan, and slaves are my target, and I disdain other animals. ”

He is really a simple-minded person, Song Che hasn't deceived him yet, he has revealed so much information himself.

It seems that Timur is determined to be the emperor, and the selection of the prince is also going on in an orderly manner as Song Che expected.

"In fact, as an outsider, I can also see that the Great Khan seems to appreciate His Highness more." Song Che touted him sideways.

People with simple minds and well-developed limbs are the most unbearable to praise.

Bach's expression showed a touch of pride: "Of course, among all the royal heirs, I am the most heroic, I followed my father Khan to fight east and west at the age of thirteen, I don't know how many times I was born and died, the position of prince should have been me-"

"Your Highness." Song Che interrupted Bach's words and glanced at the attendants, "I can't listen to what you say, lest others listen to it, chew their tongues outside, and say that I am helping you win the heir." ”

"What's so wrong with that?" Bach pointed to his entourage and said, "These people are all my cronies, and they all think that I should inherit the throne,"

He turned his head to look at Song Che again: "Don't you think, Mr. Song?" ”

Song Che smiled: "I'm just an outsider, I don't know anything, the reason why I hunt with His Highness is purely because I think Your Highness is easier to get along with, the eldest prince and the second prince are too selfish and arrogant." ”

"Hahaha...... Did you even see it as an outsider? Bach laughed, and then said in a cold voice: "The Sultan and Kuimu are just the products of my father Khan's last resort in order to consolidate the relationship with the big tribes, and if it weren't for my mother's background as a backer, they wouldn't be worthy of competing with me at all!" ”

Where there is competition, there will be success or failure.

Where there are successes and failures, there are sacrifices.

Where there is sacrifice, there will be bloodshed.

For Song Che, the ending of the three princes is not important, what matters is the process of burying their country's fortunes for power.

We chatted for half an hour.

The hunting party entered the depths of the woods, and the hounds began to agitate.

"Go!"

The servant untied the hounds. The hound roared out. They gathered under a large tree and barked at it.

"Oh? It seems that the first prey of the day is hiding in the trees, ah, my favorite is the prey hiding in the trees, they are desperate, the more I look at them, the more excited I become. Bach licked his lips excitedly and beckoned his entourage to surround the tree.

Song Che looked up and saw that on the snow-covered treetops, there was a man squatting shivering from the cold, he had been climbing up very hard, just to be able to avoid the pursuit of predators, but unfortunately...... He was cornered.

The most feared thing is not death, but the process of waiting for death.

He opened his frightened eyes and looked down at the dozen bows and arrows that were surrounded under the trees, ready to fire, and finally couldn't help crying and begging for mercy:

"Don't kill me, please, don't kill me, I still have old fathers and mothers to support at home......"

"Hey, what if you have parents at home? Can you still go back? "Bach's escape is an arrow.

Arrows flew past the slave's face, causing him to quickly switch to the other side.

With Bach's arrows piercing through Yang in a hundred steps, it was impossible to shoot a miss, unless he did it on purpose, and he did so, and he went around to the other side, looked at the slave with playfulness, and exclaimed, "This prince will give you a chance, and if you jump from it and don't fall to your death, I will spare your life!" ”

From the position of the slave to the bottom of the tree, the drop is five or six feet, at least five or five stories high, even if he falls down and does not die, his feet are absolutely crippled, how can he be forgiven?

The slave tried to look down, and tried to jump down several times, but at last he was timid, and he was afraid to hold the trunk and cry: "Father, mother! The child can't send you to the end......"

"Your father and mother are estimated to have died a long time ago, so I'll send you to see them now."

Bach raised his bow and arrow, intending to shoot the slave down, but just as he was about to let go, Song Che gently pressed his arm:

"Your Highness, move slowly, I have a plan that can help you take the lead."