The sudden change made it difficult for the nomadic Mongolian family who originally thought that the catastrophe was inevitable to accept for a while, even though the steppe wolf was far away, they still did not put down their weapons.

Chu Zhao has made a lot of progress in Mongolian these days, but he can only communicate simply, and he is not fluent in speaking, on the contrary, he is very proficient in Mongolian and has no obstacles in communication.

Chu Zhao looked at Jingxin, Jingxin nodded, and said with a kind smile: "Don't worry, the steppe wolf is gone, you are safe." ”

The family looked at them in disbelief, shocked in their hearts.

It's just that a child who has just grown up can actually deter and kill steppe wolves, especially the means, is incredible.

The first to react was a middle-aged woman, the child behind her was almost eaten by the steppe wolf, thanks to Chu Zhao's rescue, the woman led the child to Chu Zhao, bowed deeply, performed the most solemn etiquette of the grassland, and said gratefully: "Thank you!"

Chu Zhao understood the other party's words, and hurriedly helped the woman and the child up.

The only adult man in the family put away his scimitar and knelt down on one knee and said, "Hazar Nouha thanks the two warriors for saving our family's life. ”

Jingxin smiled: "It's not enough to worry about it." ”

"The grace of saving lives will never be forgotten, please put the two warriors into the account and accept the gratitude of the Hazar family!"

The two of them did not want to disturb, but they could not bear the enthusiasm of Nuha and his family, and followed Nuha into the tent, the furniture in the tent was very simple, obviously life was not easy, there was a bonfire in the center, food was boiling in the pot, and the house was full of the smell of rice.

Apparently they were about to have dinner, only to be attacked by steppenwolves.

Everyone came into the house to give a brief introduction.

The old woman who is over the age of sixteen is the mother of a middle-aged woman and a young man, her face is full of traces left by the years, she looks like a kind old man, the woman is her eldest daughter-in-law, honest and virtuous, and the little boy is her grandson, tiger-headed and tiger-brained, but because she was frightened by the steppe wolf just now, she shrunk in her mother's arms and showed a curious look at Chu Zhao.

The man in his early twenties was the youngest son of the old woman, who was Noha.

The old woman instructed her daughter-in-law to bring out the richest food in the house to entertain her life-saver, and Noha brought out pure mare's milk wine, and wanted to get drunk with the two warriors.

The enthusiasm and sincerity of the family did not scruple because Chu Zhao and the others were not Mengren, which made Chu Zhao and Jingxin feel good about them, and they were happy in the tent for a while.

Chu Zhao's horses were still outside, so he went out to lead the horses, and when he brought the horses back to the tent from the previous camping place, the table was already full of sumptuous dishes, and the smell of rice made Chu Zhao, who had been eating dry food, have a great appetite.

Noha was a young and heroic man, he had the strong body of a steppe man, spoke roughly, revealed straightforwardness and honesty, and constantly persuaded wine at the table, massive and bold, which made people willing to make friends with him.

During the meal, Chu Zhao found that Jingxin was not only a person with an "open mouth", but also a monk of wine and meat, eating meat and drinking wine in large bowls, obviously this is often the case, and the amount of wine is excellent, and those who come do not refuse.

In fact, in Chu Zhao's eyes, there is a great contrast between the two sides of the pure heart, especially when he puts his hands together and recites the Buddha's name, such as the purest and cleanest Buddhists in the world, and in ordinary times, he can't see the shadow of a Buddhist disciple at all, if he doesn't shave his head, keep a ring scar, and wear monk's clothes, anyone will think that he is a carefree, carefree, humorous knight.

Chu Zhao couldn't see through him, but it didn't prevent him from making friends, because he had a kind of affinity that seemed to be innate, if Chu Zhao's gentleness and elegance were a kind of "quietness", then the pure heart was a "movement" of free and easy humor.

One is "static" and one is "moving".

The encounter between the two seems to have a providence.

After drinking and eating all night, Chu Zhao and Jingxin stayed here and slept with Noha, who was chattering about his admiration for the two of them all night.

The Mongolian people are a people who revere the strong and uninhibited, and they are full of reverence for the strong in their hearts.

Since leaving Taqi Town, Chu Zhao slept in a warm and comfortable room for the first time, covered with fluffy fur under and on his body, surrounded by a snoring Nuha and a pure heart who was not honest at all and was running around.

At this moment, he felt that he had returned to the Aoyama Temple, to the place where he was called a writer.

Tonight, Chu Zhao unexpectedly lost sleep, and he was homesick.

When the glow of the morning sun slowly spread over the eastern sky, the sunlight dispelled the night and sprinkled the warm sunlight, Chu Zhao stood by the fence to meet the morning light.

The middle-aged woman walked out of the tent and was stunned when she saw Chu Zhao, but she didn't expect that the handsome Housheng, who had drunk more than a pound of wine, got up so early, and simply said hello, and the woman was doing the work day after day, feeding grass to the only few sheep in the family.

Chu Zhao looked at the busy figure of the women, knowing that their lives were very difficult, and when they were eating and chatting last night, Jingxin asked the woman where her husband was, and the family showed sadness, but did not say anything.

Chu Zhao was about to help, but the sound of horses' hooves in the distance stopped him, and a group of cavalry was marching in their direction.

Chu Zhao looked in the direction where the voice came from, even if it was far away, Chu Zhao could see the people coming clearly, this was a cavalry squad of more than ten people, fully equipped, and exuding a disciplined iron and blood during the march.

Regular.

The middle-aged woman did not hear the movement, but still bent down to feed the lamb and prepared to express some goat's milk for breakfast.

When the cavalry came, Chu Zhao had a bad omen, not to mention that their family except Nuha were all old and weak, women and children, and nothing good would happen when they encountered the cavalry.

Sure enough, when the woman heard the sound of horses' hooves, the cavalry team came into view, and her face showed a look of horror, as if it was even more terrible than the attack of the steppe wolf last night, and threw down the object in her hand, and shouted loudly in Mongolian.

Noha, who had been drunk and sleepy the previous night, heard the movement, and did not have time to put on his shoes, so he ran out with a scimitar, and under the guidance of his sister-in-law, he saw the cavalry rushing towards them, and his brass bell-like eyes burned with hatred.

Jingxin walked out of the tent slowly, drowsy, and muttered, "It's early in the morning, so don't let people sleep peacefully." ”

Chu Zhao walked to the side and pointed to the cavalry in the distance, squinted his eyes for a moment, and said, "It's the cavalry of the Tuota Banner, it seems that he is in trouble." ”

Chu Zhao was quite puzzled when he heard this, how could the pure heart distinguish the belonging of the cavalry and be so sure that there would be trouble?

Seeing Chu Zhao's doubts, Jingxin explained: "Do you see the totem in the shape of a bull's head on the light armor on their chests? That is the symbol of the Tota Banner, and each tribe in Northern Mongolia has a different totem to distinguish it. According to what the little monk saw and heard along the way, the Tota Banner Department is now fighting, and the situation is very critical, and it is said that it has reached the point of forcibly pulling Zhuang Ding to the battlefield. ”

Listening to Jingxin's words, Chu Zhao recalled that the subordinates of General Ban Tuo he met in Taqi Town, they had totems like bull's heads on their armor, of course, these are not the key at the moment, he paid more attention to the second half of Jingxin's words, if what he said was true, then there would be something more troublesome than the steppe wolf.