Woo Yang~

The sound of whirring came from nowhere.

Melodious horse-head fiddle.

Long key, short key.

The endless Tunguska steppe, the nomadic people's Eji.

The green grass is abundant, the horses are rejoicing, the sheep are grazing, and the cows are running.......

The cattle and sheep of the Nakhata clan of the Odunbu of the Tunguska steppe are the most robust, and they have the most abundant pastures.

At the foot of the Yakutia Snow Mountain, the Tukedong clan of the Agoura tribe is a recognized warrior tribe in the steppe, and digging bear caves and plowing snow-capped mountains are commonplace.

And the Murenbu Dural clan on the banks of the Anza River has choked another lifeblood of the grassland, and the pure gods are the gift of Tengri.

This unframed painting makes the Tunguska steppe more free and unrestrained, just like a person on the grassland.

"Oh!oh!oh!"

This people on horseback is passionate about horseback riding.

The young steppe boy was naked, revealing his dark skin, and was waving his horsewhip excitedly and shouting.

He's chasing a wolf.

Yes.

He's chasing a lone wolf.

His grid moved at a rapid pace, driving the lone wolf away.

The steppe people have the custom of hunting dogs. Therefore, they attach great importance to the selection of a good hunting dog - "Tige".

He wasn't strong, but he was agile and, most importantly, as bold as he was.

The lone wolf tried to fight back countless times, but every time he opened his mouth, the small thing would slip away from it.

It was annoyed, it was supposed to be the overlord of the grasslands.

It is a wolf, synonymous with ferocity.

Whew!

It raised its head to the sky and roared, then suddenly turned and rushed towards the boy on horseback.

But the moment it jumped up, the young man didn't panic, and pulled out the ring knife from his waist.

The smell of blood will drive wolves crazy.

But the boy in front of it frightened it.

It looked at the flock not far away, and had an idea in his heart.

But as soon as he ran a few steps, he found that more than a dozen horses appeared out of nowhere and surrounded him.

Immediately he is the same dark-skinned man as the boy.

The teenager followed.

"Can you do it?"

One asked.

The boy rolled off his horse, slowly drew the ring knife from his waist, and walked towards the lone wolf.

It was still bleeding from its front legs.

watched the people in front of him approach step by step.

Whew!

It bent its front legs, arched itself, and glared fiercely at the boy, letting out a low roar.

The boy suddenly raised his knife, and the lone wolf lunged forward, knocking down the boy.

There was a moment of silence, and no one on horseback was worried.

Sting.

Disemboweled, disemboweled.

The boy turned over the dead wolf and wiped the blood from his face.

He patted his chest excitedly and cast a proud and proud glance at the crowd on horseback.

He was Tengger's gift to the grasslands, and his name was as brave and strong as he was – Abel Shilang.

He gathered up his booty, turned on his horse, and raised his whip.

Run into the distance together.

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Great Liao Golden Court, Tunguska steppe.

Although the Great Liao Jinting are all grassland people, the Great Liao believes in Huren, while the Jinting believes in Tengger.

Even if they come from the same origin, even if they are in the same lineage, even if they are a country in the eyes of outsiders.

But the relationship between the various ministries is not as harmonious as imagined, especially the various ministries of Daliao and the various ministries of Jinting, which are even more powerful.

The grassland people are not good at farming, and most of the staple food is beef and mutton, but if you want to eat some grains and wear some brocade clothes, you still have to go to the Song Dynasty, which is not far away.

The grains of the Great Song Dynasty are not stingy, but they can get a lot of benefits from the grassland people who don't understand the market, but they are extremely strict with the iron tools.

But there are always people who will take advantage of the night to secretly exchange the most scarce iron tools of the grassland people for the sturdy cattle and sheep of the grassland people and exotic beauties.

The people of the Great Song Dynasty like the cattle and sheep of the Ao Dun Department, the beauties of the Muren Department and the mare's milk wine.

This little "pinch" is crowded with people, and people are crowded outside the tent from time to time, all wanting to see what is going on inside the tent. The nomadic tribe is sparsely populated, and the gathering of such a large battle is the first time in a hundred years.

And all the people in the tent exchanged their heads and ears.

"What the hell is it, I hurriedly found us all, and I haven't enjoyed my newly robbed beauty yet."

The person who spoke had a long scar on his face, and a few teeth were missing, and he was fierce and vicious, not like Harada, but more like a robber and a bandit.

"Ben Khan doesn't know that Tu Kedong has now fallen to such an unbearable state? It is really a shame for my generation that any cat or dog can be Harada. ”

Tu Kedong's leader wanted to refute, but found that he couldn't open his mouth at all, it was the shaman next to him, so strong.

This person wears a twelve-pronged god hat, pinned a waist bell, holds a bronze puppet scepter in his right hand, and a knife on his left waist, and is full of beast totems The most striking thing is his eyes, the left eye is the sun, and the right eye is the moon, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a magic stick, but the Great Khan has great respect for him, "What instructions does the shaman have?" ”

The man who called the shaman opened his hands to the sky, and suddenly, his left eye seemed to flicker, and he said a long grunt that people could not understand, but he closed his eyes again, but the little boy standing beside him instructed and said, "My master said that the will of the Buddha is about to rise. ”

Suddenly, the whole audience fell silent, and it was the shaman again, with his eyes closed, still muttering something in his mouth, and then he reverently revered heaven and earth like a great god, picked up the wine glass, and paid homage to heaven, earth, and earth (wo, the fourth tone).

It was the same little boy who explained, "My master said that the heavy rain is coming, and the nomadic people have the same roots, so they should fight against this torrential downpour together. ”

With that, he helped his master and left.

It was still the leader of Tu Kedong, and let out a mocking laugh, which was like the low cry of a bat and its harshness, "As we all know, our Tunguska steppe, it has hardly rained for a hundred years, and the water depends on the karez, why does the rain pour down." ”

The leaders of the rest of the tribes nodded in agreement.

"I believe in the Shaman. The khan said.

"Naha, I know you trust the wizard, but everything has to be justified, don't you?"

Naha continued, "That's why Ben Khan asked all the Haradas and the elders to come and discuss this matter together, the reason why Ben Khan chose to be in the Tunguska steppe is to hide people's eyes, and now the world thinks that I, the new Khan, is warlike, and the next target must be Buliugu of the Chaolu Department, but they don't know, in fact, this is the smoke bomb released by Ben Khan, all of which are the wisdom of the ancestors, leaving us with such a pure land as Tunguska, originally the nomads are vast and sparsely populated, and now the heavy rain is coming, we should work together." Ben Khan received a secret message from an informant that the man's child had arrived. ”

Everyone was shocked, "You're talking about that man's child." ”

Naha nodded, "That's right. ”

"That's very good," said one or two old men with gray temples with unconcealed excitement on their faces, "I have been saved by Fudi, thanks to Naha Khan." As he spoke, he also knelt three times and nine times.

Naha hurried to help the elder, "Elder Worship, please get up quickly." You don't know who you are. ”

At the same time, in the Golden Tent on the banks of the Anza River on the other side, singing and dancing were leveling.

Most of the people in the Golden Horde drank wine and ate meat in large bowls, except for one person.

The little prince is different from other grassland people, he is extremely particular about how he behaves and does things.

Eating is the same, and so is the work.

It's like eating, if the rest of the people are feasting, then he is chewing slowly.

If you were someone else, you would have been scolded a little girl a long time ago.

But no one dared to talk about him, whether in front of people or behind people.

In front of him were all kinds of delicacies, many of which were not common on the grassland, delicately carved and delicately plated, in line with his character.

The steppe people don't pay attention to these vanities, they only talk about who is braver and who is more fierce.

And Aguta is Baturu for three consecutive years, and he is really worthy of the blood of Tu Kedong, the first warrior of the grassland.

So they could only say, "Little Wangye, you can really be exquisite." ”

The people in the tent drank and ate meat, but Ah Guda fiddled with the delicate tea cup in front of him.

The people of Da Liao were headed by Nahata, and there were originally a few others, and with the passage of time, they continued to marry and reproduce, and now there is only one lineage of the so-called Nahata clan of the Ao Dun Department.

Jinting now has the Muren Department and the Agoura Department.

The Agora Department is dominated by the Tu Kedong clan, but since the death of Aguta's Azha, that wolf-hearted thing took a group of Tu Kedong's people to Daliao.

Most of the rest are honored by Aguta, but there are always a few disobedient ones who try to challenge Tengri's will.

They end up being slaves without the slightest dignity.

"The barbarians have gone, a bunch of things that have forgotten their ancestors. ”

A big man under the seat drank too much, and some of them felt hot and tore off the animal skin on his body.

"It can't be said that Hanren broke with King Aamir Khan, and after the defeat of the army, he vowed not to set foot in the steppe for generations, but now that the mountain has been broken and the rainstorm is coming, they are afraid that they will no longer be able to hold back that ambition. ”

The man who replied had eagle-sharp eyes, and he drank a bowl of mare's milk, which was much better in the Golden Horde than elsewhere.

"Ministry of Rigude. ”

Rubbing the teacup in his hand, he looked at the man and met his eagle-like eyes.

"Yes, my Khan King. ”

Buri Gude leaned down slightly, he was Tu Kedong's warrior, he was the admired Harada, but he was also a member of the Khan's people.

"I said that there is no need to call it that, the grassland is not unified for a day, and I am not called sweat for a day. Otherwise, I am ashamed of my ancestors and Tengri's gifts. ”

Aguta said.

"I heard that the steppes of Sauron were burned. ”

"There is a saying among the Han people that wildfires burn inexhaustibly, and the spring breeze blows and grows, and I don't think that affects their attitude. ”

Ministry Ri Gude said.

"The people of the Asaroku are really worthy of their names, all of them are strong. ”

The big man complained earlier, and hugged the beauty beside him.

"It's true that wildfires can't be cleaned, but what if I add another fire?"

Aguda picked up the teapot and looked at the style is the craft of the Han people.

He slowly poured tea into the teacup until it overflowed, and threw it on.

"My King Khan, tea is full. ”

Ministry Ri Gude reminded.

"yes, tea, full. ”

Ah Guda picked up the tea cup and drank it all.

"I, I see. ”

Buri Gude turned to leave, but was stopped by Ah Gu.

"What more command, my Khan King? ”

Ah Gu got up, took a wine bag from the maid on the side, and stuffed it into the hand of the Ministry of Days.

"The strongest mare's milk wine is given to true warriors. ”

Bu Ri Gu De took the wine bag.

Aguta rarely drinks in front of everyone, but that doesn't mean he can't drink, on the contrary, he drinks one of the best, and he raises his glass and shouts, "Sacrifice Tengri!"

The crowd responded, "Sacrifice Tengri!"

They made three bowls in a row.

The death of his father Khan taught him that soft-heartedness would always be his worst enemy.

No, how can the long-cherished wish of Father Khan to dominate the grassland be accomplished, Ah Guda thought so.

The curtain of the Golden Horde was lifted, and a swarthy and immature boy entered.

Ah Guta is a particular person, and he would have frowned a long time ago if he was someone else, but this person is the only gentle person he has.

"Sebanu, Abul, why are you here, sit down to Ahab. ”

Akuda carried a fur mat beside him.

Abel sat down and didn't feel the slightest inappropriateness, he showed off as if he had to raise the wolf cub in his hand, "Ahha, look, the wolf cub I just caught." ”

"Where's its Eji?"

Aguda asked.

"Let me kill. ”

Afraid of being punished, Abel explained, "The wolf stole the sheep. ”

Because his Aha doesn't seem to like him hunting very much. Despite picking out the best one for him.

"Which wolf does not eat sheep. They also have hardships, all for survival. ”

Akuta touched Abul's head dotingly.

"Aha, the witch doctor said you can't touch your head, you won't grow tall. ”

Abel muttered. But he was soon drawn to the plates of delicacies on the table in front of him.

He licked his lips and looked at Akuta, revealing a pair of longing eyes.

Ah Gu smiled and nodded, "Eat, this is for you." ”

The boy held the little wolf cub in one hand and the meat in the other.

The wolf cub resisted with his immature teeth and claws, but was imprisoned by those hands.

fluttered for a while to no avail, then quietly drooped his head, looking a little cute.

Seeing that the young man had gobbled up almost what he had eaten, Ah Guta said, "This time I went to the snow forest to dig a bear cave, so I will let you go with you." ”

Digging the bear hole, this is a custom that Tu Kedong has passed down since the time of his ancestors.

In order to survive and survive the cold winter, the ancestors of Tu Kedong in the early years could only send the strongest warriors of the tribe to dig the bear hole when food was scarce.

For the sake of the people, it is generally Harada himself who goes into battle, and in the face of uninvited guests who are forcibly woken up from hibernation, the anger of the blind bear is not something that ordinary people can resist.

Nowadays, Tu Kedong is not short of food, so digging the bear hole has become the standard for testing Tu Kedong's warriors.

It is also Tu Kedong's so-called coming-of-age ceremony, which is called the sacrifice of Dongmu by the locals.

It means to sacrifice the cold winter that has passed, to sacrifice the gift of Tengger in the past year, and to sacrifice the birth of warriors.

Only those who dare to go to the snow forest and dig the bear hole alone are the real warriors of Tu Kedong.

The snow forest is covered with snow all year round, and the seasons change very differently from other places, and it is about two months at night.

So the snow forest in late spring is when the snow and ice are about to melt.

At this time, the blind bear had experienced a long cold winter, and he had long been hungry and had no strength, and the pair of terrifying bear paws also lost their threat.

When Abel heard this, he jumped into excitement. The drowsy wolf cub in his hand was so frightened by him that he wailed, as if to vent his frustration.

The men of the Agoura tribe can participate in the Bear Digging Cave as long as they are at least fourteen, but now that he is sixteen, his Aha still does not let him participate.

He thought about sneaking away, but who would dare to disobey Ah Guta's intentions.

Now that he can finally go, how unhappy he is.

When I dig the bear hole, see what the kid has to say about me, Abel thought.

"Remember, this time it's just for you to see the world. ”

Aguta said.

"Okay, I see, Ahma. ”

said so, but when he arrived in Xuelin, Aha was not there, and it was not his world.

Abel got up to leave, and when he reached the Golden Tent, he suddenly turned back again.

"Why did you come back again?"

Akuda gracefully picked up the teacup.

"Can I keep this wolf cub?"

"As long as you have that guts. ”

Aguta said.

The grasslands are not uninhabited with wolves, but it takes a lot of courage.

Because, wolves are a pack of beasts that can never be fed.

But Aguta likes wolves very much, likes their fierceness, likes their bravery, and likes their unity.

So he didn't choose Taige that year.

Woohoo woohoo.

Two coquettish howls.

A wolf appeared out of nowhere and lay down beside Aguta.

Aguda poured the meat on the table to the ground.

Strange to say, this wolf eats Xiangsven, but he is also exquisite.

Ah Guda stared at the tea cup on the table, smiled, and drank the large bowl of spirits on the side.

There was a wolf lying beside him, and ambition lay in front of him.

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Information:

Brother - Ahha

Father - Azza

Mother - Eji

Muren – River

Agoura – mountain

Tu Kedong – Wilderness

Ban Ri Gude - Eagle

Abul Shilang – Lion

Boiled Dun - Stars

Tengger - a god worshipped, equivalent to the Emperor of Heaven

Urren – a shamanic deity

It's basically here.,If there's any.,I'll explain.,After all, this thing.,It's very uncomfortable if you don't understand the meaning.。