The north wind howled, blowing through the grassland

It was August, when the water and grass of the Beiban grassland were abundant, and the herdsmen drove their cattle and sheep and walked casually, which was the most free and satisfying time of the year.

A small black dot appeared on the vast green curtain. The little black dot does not have the free movement of the herders, but goes straight towards the goal.

After nearly two months of trekking, Sun Long drove with two old men in the car, all the way north, to this vast and boundless prairie.

When he arrived on the grassland, Sun Long felt the long-lost taste of freedom, this piece of heaven and earth was unrestrained, which made people sigh countless times in their hearts, and also gave birth to a broad mind.

If it weren't for the scarcity of resources in this land, the people here might have become truly free people.

When they reached the grassland, there were no roads, and the carriage had a hard time moving forward, but the two old men were silent in the carriage and did not ask for a change of horses, although they were capable enough to ride horses.

Sun Long could also feel the faint feeling of tension between the two old men, and the two old men had never spoken to each other along the way.

Sun Long didn't know what kind of suspicion they had with each other, and wanted to ease the relationship between them, and tried several ways, but it never worked.

On the contrary, Sun Long mixed up between the two, which seemed to make the relationship between the two worse and worse.

The Beiban grassland is vast and boundless, the area is half the size of Zhengyang, but the climate on the grassland is changeable, and the winter is extremely cold, and the northernmost far north is frozen all year round, and it is a dead land.

Eleven years ago, three tribes were entrenched in this huge land, and they were in a three-legged situation. At that time, the situation on the Zhengyang border was quite stable, and only in winter, the three tribes would go south to fight the grass valley.

"In fact, if you want me to say, this Beiban is a shortage of materials, and in the winter, there is a shortage of materials, but the livestock have to eat and drink, and they have to rely on them to survive in the coming year, so the excess population has become an existence that the Beiban has to consume.

As it is said in the "Northern Geographical Chronicles", in winter, the herdsmen will send the old and frail elders to the river to receive the blessing of the gods, if the winter passes, the elders are still alive, that is the god on the grassland has given the blessing, and from then on they can become the spokesmen of the gods...

But in fact, how can these old people, without supplies, survive the cold weather in Beiban.

But it is impossible to always send the elders out to die, this can only be regarded as throttling. Of course, the smart northern barbarians will think of open source, and these northern barbarians going south is actually a way of open source, even if it can't be successfully open sourced, it is good to consume some people. ”

Sun Long drove the carriage, which had been modified and cost a lot of money, so that he could walk on the uneven land of the grassland, but he also had to be very careful in case he got stuck in the mud... Sun Long could easily lift the car out, so it was fine.

Even when encountering a large swamp, Sun Long carried the carriage and the two old men walked underground.

Listening to Sun Long's narration in a different way, Zhai Xuanjing sat in the carriage and nodded:

"Fourth, these statements of yours are somewhat interesting, and this is indeed the case."

Dugu Shidao, who was opposite Zhai Xuanjing, opened his closed eyes, glanced at Zhai Xuanjing coldly, and then fell his gaze out of the window.

Sun Long smiled outside the carriage and continued: "So boy, what do I mean, if you can find or cultivate seeds that can be planted in the Northern Barbarians, you may be able to gradually naturalize the Northern Barbarians. ”

"The blood of the Northern Barbarians is different from ours, it is the blood of beasts, which cannot be domesticated!" This time it was Dugu Shidao who spoke, he seemed to hate the Northern Barbarian very much, and his tone was full of murderous intent: "In the face of the beast, the best way is to kill him, not to try to subdue him." ”

Sun Long didn't answer, he knew that the ancestor of the Dugu family had a female general, although she was a female god of war, but in the end she died on the battlefield, that is, when she died against the invasion of the Northern Barbarians. Therefore, the Dugu family has a tradition of hunting the Northern Barbarians for generations.

It's a pity that he wasn't born in that era, otherwise there might be a good story between the gorgeous Luo Shen and him.

Sun Long's inner drama was only fleeting, and he continued:

"In fact, this world is so vast, we don't need to influence the next generation because of the hatred of some ancestors, world harmony is our goal." Sun Long talked eloquently, not realizing that his words poked at the two old men's scales at the same time, and the next moment, the qi burst out, and Sun Long only felt that a ball of extreme qi suddenly exploded behind him.

Rumble!

The carriage suddenly fell apart, Sun Long appeared more than ten meters away, he turned around, and watched in horror as the roof of the carriage exploded, the two old men looked at him with tigerish eyes at the same time, the frame was fine, which showed how terrifying the control of the two old men was.

The horse in front of him was startled, and all at once he fainted and fell to the ground.

"Boy... Don't blame the two of you if you say the wrong thing, I like to talk nonsense sometimes! Sun Long apologized very sincerely, and the faces of the two old men were slightly better.

The movement here seemed to attract the Northern Barbarians, and several black spots appeared on the grassland in the distance, and then these black spots expanded rapidly.

"This is the junction of the southern and eastern parts of the Northern Barbarians, but I don't know if it's the people of the Wangu tribe or the Niluwen tribe." Dugu Shidao had been to Beiban and knew more about the situation here.

"Senior Dugu, it should be a member of the Niluwen Tribes, the kid knows that you used to come to the Northern Barbarian Grassland when you were young, but the current situation is different from then." Sun Long said.

Dugu Shidao immediately looked over.

Sun Long explained: "Eleven years ago, it was an eventful time. Not only has there been turmoil in the rivers and lakes, but a major event has also happened in this northern barbarian grassland. ”

The two old men knew the turmoil on the rivers and lakes, and even knew more than Sun Long, but they didn't know what was happening on the Beiban grassland.

Sun Long saw that there was still some distance between the black spots, and said: "Eleven years ago, a large number of defectors suddenly appeared among the three tribes of the original three-point grassland, and they took the original most powerful base camp of the Kereh tribe - the northern grassland of the Beiban as the starting point, and successively defeated the crusade of the Kereh tribe, and defeated the combined forces of the Wangu tribe and the Niluwen tribe. That battle was fought from early spring to late autumn, and everyone did not dare to continue fighting, because the cold winter was coming. ”

The black spots in the distance could already see the appearance of people clearly, and Sun Long couldn't help but speed up his words and said: "After the armistice, the three major tribes have become the four major tribes, that is, the Hu Lie tribe that now lives in the northern part of the grassland!" ”

"Hu Liebu? The bloodline of the Heavenly Khan? Dugu Shidao said.

Forty-four years ago, Hu Lie Jimeng unified the Northern Barbarians, known as the Heavenly Khan, led hundreds of thousands of iron horses to step on the Central Plains, but was defeated by the three princes at that time, and the later Kangyang Emperor led the army.

Thus were born three major tribes.

Sun Long nodded and said quickly: "Hu Lie Hachi was lucky to survive when the golden bloodline was slaughtered, eleven years ago, Hu Lie Hachi rode alone in the 100,000 miles of grassland in the Northern Barbarians, and gathered a large group of loyal and brave men, these people were all loyal to the golden bloodline. After the war was launched, the grandson of the golden bloodline Tian Khan returned, and some of the old departments of the Tian Khan returned, diverting part of the strength of the three major tribes, which was also the main reason why the three major tribes could not do anything about him. ”

"This Hu Liebu is not famous." Zhai Xuanjing said quietly, he is not really ignorant of the world, he is qualified to view all the information of the secret investigation team, so he has seen the general trend of the world thoroughly over the years.

Sun Long sighed and said, "This Hu Liebu has been accumulating strength since the First World War eleven years ago, so it may be very ambitious. Hu Lie and Ke Lie have the greatest enmity, the fire prince Hu Lie Hachi was the first to kill the Ke Lie Dake of the Ke Lie Ministry, those old departments began to return, this grassland believes that the strong is the king. Kerebu has always wanted to dominate the Northern Barbarian Grassland, but unfortunately the eldest prince is more than brave, but he is not Hu Lie Hachi's opponent, the little prince is good at scheming, but he is not as smart as the fox prince. The Wanggu Department has always had contacts with the Zhengyang border army, and it is the most friendly to Zhengyang. ”

After briefly talking about the situation in the northern barbarians, a few horsemen in the distance had already arrived, it was a few young men wrapped in animal skins, with bows in their hands aimed at the three people, and there were also swords at their waists, not ordinary herdsmen.

"This was originally the border between the Wangu tribe and the Niluwen tribes, but because the Hu Lie tribe took the north and suppressed it to the south, the territory of the Wangu tribe was closer to Zhengyang, and the territory of the Niluwen tribes also moved a little south, so this is already our destination, the territory of the Niluwen tribes!"

"Medium... Original people, what are you doing here? "A North Manchurian warrior led by a four-stone strong bow in his hand, which looks a little old, and it is estimated that this person's ancestor obtained it on the battlefield.

"We're here to meet the Fox Prince!" Sun Long said in fluent Northern Barbarian language, and the few Northern Barbarian warriors and the two old men looked sideways at the same time.

Sun Long looked at the two old men and explained with a smile: "If you don't know the other party's language, how can you understand the other party's culture and how to face the other party's strategy?" ”

The two old men thought of Sun Long's familiarity with Beiban just now, they were both enlightened people, and they didn't care about these subsections.

"You Central Plains people meet the prince, it's ridiculous, is that what you see when you meet?" The leader of the warrior said in the Northern Barbarian language.

"What did he say?" Dugu Shidao was very disgusted with the Northern Barbarians, the other party spoke in bird language that he didn't understand, and he wanted to know what the other party was talking about.

Sun Long scratched his head a little embarrassed, then cast an apologetic look at the Northern Barbarian warrior who was the leader, and then turned to Dugu Shi and said, "Senior Dugu, he said that we were thinking about fart eating, let us die." ”

"What!" Dugu Shidao suddenly looked at the warrior who was the leader, his eyes were full of piercing killing intent, and those few Northern Barbarians didn't understand why this old man in the Central Plains suddenly had such a murderous aura.

In Beiman, there is actually a lot of respect for the elderly, they think that the old man can live to this age, itself is the favor of the gods, how can ordinary people live to be so old. And when the old man dies, he will return to heaven and talk to the gods, if you don't respect him, what if he says bad things about you in front of the gods.

Therefore, when he saw that there were two old men among the three Central Plains people, the vigilance and hostility in the hearts of several Northern Barbarians had been put to a minimum.

Dugu Shidao was a very simple person, and he was insulted, especially the Northern Barbarians he hated the most, of course he couldn't bear it.

Just picked up a broken wooden stick, and kicked it one by one seemingly at random, this wood made a buzzing roar like a crossbow arrow of a thousand oxen crossbow, and instantly penetrated the chest of a Northern Barbarian warrior dozens of meters away, and the warrior spilled blood, flew directly off the horse, and fell heavily to the ground.

The Northern Barbarian warrior who was the leader was stunned, he didn't understand why the old man of the Central Plains suddenly made a move, and what kind of means was this, was it a god?

When he came back to his senses and gave the order to release the arrow, Dugu Shidao had already jumped up, and the whole person crossed the sky dozens of meters as if he was flying, and the arrows that shot at him were swept back by him with his robe, and several Northern Barbarian warriors fell to the ground one after another.

The leader of the Northern Barbarian warrior was the only one who had time to block the feather arrow with a knife, he saw that the soldiers had fallen, and he was about to ride his horse to kill with a roar of red eyes, but Dugu Shidao had already fallen, and a shock flashed in the sky, and the warrior flew out directly, with a bowl-sized hole in his chest, which was transparent before and after.

Goodbye Dugu Shidao, he flew back according to the original way, and landed on the ground, his face was not red or panting, as if he had just reached out and picked a flower.

"Roselle Gun, Flying Flower Order!" Zhai Xuanjing spoke to Dugu Shidao for the first time, but Dugu Shidao ignored him.

Sun Long immediately suddenly realized, this is Zhai Xuanjing instructing him, this is Dugu Shidao's mastery, Luo Shen Gun, this move should be called Feihua Ling.

What a flying flower order, amazing!

Sun Long, who lacked adjectives, just gave a thumbs up to Dugu Shidao.

Since the carriage was destroyed and there was a horse again, the three of them naturally rode on horseback and continued on their way.

Halfway through, Zhai Xuanjing approached Sun Long and asked softly, "That Northern Barbarian didn't actually say those words, right?" ”

Sun Long scratched his head embarrassedly, and cautiously glanced at Dugu Shidao, and found that the other party was closing his eyes on horseback, you must know how the speed of the horse is sixty miles now, but the other party didn't look at it, and he didn't hold the reins of the horse with both hands, but he was still able to be as smooth as a mountain on horseback.

Although Sun Long can let go of himself, and even if the horse runs with all his might, he can do without his hands, but he can't close his eyes.

Could it be that this is the special ability of the Grandmaster Realm, the Heart Eye?

Although Dugu Shidao is not a grandmaster, he is just one step away, and he is the pinnacle master of the world.

Zhai Xuanjing didn't say anything, the rivers and lakes already believe that whoever has the biggest fist will listen to whomever he wants, this Northern Barbarian Grassland is even more of a weak beast, and Dugu Shidao, who was used as a gunman, didn't say anything, and he, an outsider, had no reason to say anything.

There are no road restrictions on the grassland, in fact, it is much faster than Zhengyang in China, after all, the straight line between the two points is the shortest.

Half a day later, large-scale tribes began to appear on the grassland, the smaller ones were a few tents together, and the larger ones had dozens or hundreds of tents.

These herdsmen only saw the three horsemen here from a distance, and they didn't care if they couldn't really see them.

Although the Beiban is a nomadic people, after all, there are four tribes on the grassland, and they can't say how good the relationship is with each other, if there is no food, everyone will be enemies in an instant, so the more core the area, the denser the tribe.

"If only my Zhengyang army could drive straight into it like this!" Dugu Shidao sighed.

But he knew that this was impossible, they were just because there were few people, and the Northern Barbarians ignored them, but if they numbered hundreds, it was estimated that they had already begun to face siege and interception at this time.

Just three people, what can they do, this is the psychology of the Northern Barbarians.

Therefore, according to Sun Long's guidance, when the three of them came to the territory of the Qiyan-Xiao'er Jin clan, which was close to the core of the Niluwen tribes, a small group of cavalry from the Northern Barbarians surrounded them.

This time it was Sun Long who shot, and the other party had more than 20 horses, but Sun Long suddenly started and rushed up.

Zhai Xuanjing and Dugu Shidao looked at this scene with different psychology.

The twenty horsemen on the opposite side can't be regarded as strong masters, and the leader is the cultivation around Xiaocheng Realm.

The Northern Barbarians are born with dull intelligence, of course, this is compared to Zhengyang, and it is compared at the national level. Just like God will open a window for you when he closes your door, the Northern Barbarians are far simpler in cultivation than the Zhengyang people.

Perhaps it is the reckless and reckless style of the Northern Barbarians, in terms of proportion, the number of warriors who have opened up the six veins to promote Xiaocheng, and the number of warriors who have opened up the second vein of Rendu to promote Dacheng is far more than Zhengyang. Moreover, the Northern Barbarian is burly and strong, and he is born to be a small master of body refining, so the Northern Barbarian warriors and Zhengyang warriors of the same level are generally stronger Northern Barbarian warriors.

Sun Long is a martial artist in the Dacheng Realm, more than ten years ago, and now he has traveled the world, and his cultivation has not fallen, and the mid-grade Dacheng Realm is his actual strength, and it is not too far away from the top-grade Dacheng.

Maybe in another ten years, his internal strength cultivation will also be able to reach the peak level of Zhai Xuanjing and Dugu Shidao. But the cultivation of internal strength is one thing, and it will take time to accumulate to really reach the peak combat power of these two old men.

Defeating the twenty horsemen, only in a moment, Sun Long left the names of these people, he didn't want to provoke the Northern Barbarians in this kind of core area, with their simple and rough character, maybe they would really gather most of the men and horses to encircle and suppress him.

The purpose of his coming here was to make a deal with the first wise man of the Northern Barbarians, and he believed that with his eloquence and plan, he would definitely be able to get the support of the other party.

Even if he can't succeed, with the support of two world-class combat powers, he can leave here smoothly.

After defeating twenty horsemen, there were thirty horsemen, forty horsemen, until he defeated fifty horsemen, Sun Long was already exhausted and collapsed, and he knew that this was the other party's temptation.

As early as halfway through, there were already spies from the other party who discovered them, if this fox prince lived up to his name, then the other party should already know about Sun Long's murder of Dugu Shidao.

As long as the scene is described truthfully, the fox prince should know that the people who came this time are not simple, so he is willing to meet.