In this way, Gesli established a boundless steppe empire, and Gesli became the Great Khan, and people called him Gesli Khan.

Gesli Khan brought back all the things and people he had gained from the war back to Qingcheng. Qingcheng was the capital of the Khanate established by Gesli Khan.

He had his skilled craftsmen build the roof of the palace out of gold and silver, and he had children with all the beautiful women, and spread his children and grandchildren all over the steppe.

He also distributed cattle and sheep to the generals who followed him in the northern and southern wars, so that they could multiply in this vast steppe and establish their own khanate.

Since then, countless khanates and tribes have appeared in this steppe, and if these khanates and tribes are traced back to their roots, they will all be attributed to one person, and that is Gesli Khan.

"Who told you all this?" Kyo Changfeng became interested in the source of the story of the dark horse.

"Uncle Buyar, the butler." "Uncle Buyar is kind to me, I remember telling you about my childhood, that is, my mother died, and I was raised by an old mother with mare's milk......"

"Oh, you know, you did." Jing Changfeng remembered.

"Do you know, later my mother also fell ill and was taken away by the Prairie God, and I was left alone. Uncle Buyar rode past my house, took pity on me, and took me to Chief Rhodo's house. In this way, I became a shepherd in the chief's house. Whenever he had free time, he would tell me stories and teach me how to sing. ”

"You can still sing, huh? Why haven't I heard you sing? Sing one to my brother now! "Jing Changfeng originally thought that this dark horse was a little boring, and there was no mood at all.

"Then I'll sing a song of Gesli Khan!" After speaking, the black horse looked into the distance and hummed softly.

"The most handsome boy on the steppe,

It is our great Gesli Khan.

His eyes are like jewels set in the blue sky;

His eyebrows are like horses flying in the prairie;

His teeth, like shells, open on the edge of a lake;

His smile was like the moon hanging high in the clouds;

His figure appears in the girls' dreams every day.

Beautiful flowers bloom in the spring grassland,

The girls used them to weave flower crowns;

They danced beautifully,

Dedicate the beautiful song to the great Gesli Khan.

The most handsome boy on the prairie,

It's our great Gesli Khan......"

After singing this "Song of Gesli Khan", the black horse turned his head, his eyes full of anticipation.

"What a nice singing! Dark Horse! Jing Changfeng patted Hei Ma'er on the shoulder to express his affirmation.

Hei Ma'er smiled innocently: "Brother Dafeng, I can sing a lot of songs!" ”

Jing Changfeng said: "Do you know how to sing love songs?" ”

"Absolutely! However, listening to Buyar say, love songs can only be sung to the woman you like, not casually! ”

Jing Changfeng said: "You teach me to sing, can't you?" ”

Hei Ma'er said: "Brother Dafeng, do you have a favorite girl?" ”

Jing Changfeng smiled, and the figure of Tong Lingji flashed in his mind. He shook his head vigorously and dismissed the thought, "No." My beloved girl hasn't appeared yet. ”

Hei Ma'er said: "Brother Dafeng, how old are you this year?" ”

Jing Changfeng said: "Nineteen years old. What about you? ”

Black Horse said: "I don't know. ”

When Jing Changfeng heard this, he immediately regretted that he had asked such a stupid question, which must have evoked the unfortunate memories of the dark horse.

"By the way, Black Horse, brother will give you a decent name!"

"Good! Of course I want a nice name! But...... Even if I have a name, it doesn't work, people will still call me 'Dark Horse'......" The Black Horse hung his head.

"No, it won't! Then you are called ...... Well, I'll give you a Han name! Since you grew up in the grassland, you can simply call it 'Jingchangyuan', okay? How about you being my half-brother? ”

"Kyocagahara! Good! I love the name! From now on, I'll never call it a 'dark horse' again! The black horse, Kyochohara, shouted excitedly, his voice echoing in the wind.

“…… However, I also want to have a name for the wolf tribe, like Viligo, Lida ......" The black horse was happy for a while, and made a new request.

"Okay, then brother will give you another name, just 'Erken', how about it?"

"Elken - okay, I'll be called Elken!" The black horse jumped up with joy, galloped quickly to his five-flowered horse, stepped on the horse's back, galloped on the grassland, and ran and shouted: "My black horse has a name!" I'm Kyochohara, also called Erken! Kyo Chohara! Elken! ……”

The sheep that were grazing with their heads down heard the cry of the black horse and hurriedly raised their heads to look. When they saw that it was their master, the black horse, was shouting, they shook their heads disdainfully and continued to nibble on the delicious food under their feet......

That night, when the two returned from grazing, returned to the yurt, and went to sleep after dinner, the black horse could not hide his excitement, and could not sleep after tossing and turning.

"Brother Dafeng, otherwise, I'll teach you to sing love songs!"

"I'm not your beloved!" Kyo Changfeng joked.

"What are you afraid of! I don't often listen to you, I teach you to sing! ”

"Okay, but I'm afraid I'm stupid and can't learn?"

"It's very simple, you will ...... it as soon as you learn it"

That night, the sheep in the sheepfold and the cows and horses in the stable, honestly listened to the love songs of the middle of the night—

"Look at you in the daytime,

Keeps me up at night;

See you walk through the prairie like a fawn,

My heart is full of thoughts......"

In the next few days, Kyo Changfeng and the dark horse Erken, who had just had a new name, or his half-brother Kyo Nagahara, were grazing and chatting at the same time.

Jing Changfeng told Erken about his childhood and the story of the heroes of Montenegro; As for Erken, he told Jing Changfeng some beautiful legends on the grassland.

Jing Changfeng could see that Elken had a dependence on himself. He is proud to have such a Han brother.

When he returned from grazing, when people called Erken "Black Horse" again, Jing Changfeng corrected: "He is no longer called 'Black Horse', he has a name, he is called 'Erken'!" ”

"Elken? Who gave him a name? ”

"It's me Brother Gale!" Erken happily replied, "I also have a Han name, called 'Jing Changyuan', which was also taken by my brother Dafeng!" Between the words, there was great pride.

About ten days later, Rhodo's son Luo Sheqi returned, followed by him on the grassland of the Wild Wolf Tribe, and the wizard of the Shenlu Tribe, Wu Saman.