The sound of horses' hooves sounded on the edge of the grassland and desert, and ten warriors of the Yellow Croaker tribe galloped on their horses, following their leaders closely. It had been almost three hours since the endless gallop, and he did not stop to rest, but only nibbled on the horse two mouthfuls of baked cakes and drank a few sips of water.

There's nothing to say about this, the patriarch in front has an order, and they just have to obey. What's more, even Hu Che'er himself has not stopped, what do they have to complain about?

In the blood of the grassland people, they worship the strong and believe in the heaven of immortality.

Morality, ethics, and strategy, such things that are hungry and cold are worse than a sheepskin in their eyes.

But no one can deny the importance of resourcefulness, whether it is admitted or not, the one who wields it is the future winner, the final master.

The Han people understand this truth, the sages left countless classics, so thousands of years of inheritance, through the catastrophe, the world is turned upside down, and finally the spark is endless, every outsider in the land of China, waiting for them is nothing more than three ends: failure, the destruction of the country, and the extinction of the race.

Naturally, there is no need to talk about failure, but there is still some difference between the destruction of the country and the extinction of the nation mentioned here.

The Mongols are the best example, the founding of the Great Yuan Dynasty, in that era, they won, but in less than a hundred years, where is the glorious empire?

The noble blood is sprinkled on the ground, and when it dries up, it also smells fishy, and it will also attract the sucking of flies and insects.

But this kind of ending is a little stronger than the extermination of the tribe, at least when it comes to Mongolia, people will still look at the Saiwai steppe, at least people still know about the existence of the Mongols.

But after the two Jin Dynasty, where is the Wuhu that troubled the world now? Xianbei or Qiangdi, when it was raging, there were less than 400,000 Han people in the world, but now... Oh, let not their king, even their people, all become rarities.

Is there really no one who has awakened beyond the Great Wall?

No, Kublai Khan a hundred years ago was one, he realized the importance of strategy, so he reused Liu Bingzhong and created Dayuan.

A hundred years later, in this life, there is another person who realizes it, and his name is Hu Che'er.

Hu Che'er, one of the five talkers in Ganzhou, is also the patriarch of the Yellow Croaker tribe on the grassland.

The Yellow Fish Tribe, originally called the Yellow Sheep Tribe many years ago, a small tribe with a population of less than 10,000, living in the grass, relying on the sky to eat, occasionally uniting a few small tribes, and following those big tribes to fight the autumn wind in Ganzhou Pass. When it comes to harvest, there aren't many of them. Once there is a cold winter and heavy snow, life and death depend on a bit of luck, and every winter passes, there are always more than 100 lives.

This situation gradually changed after a man named Hu Che'er married the daughter of the patriarch and became the patriarch.

Hu Che'er is also a pure Mongolian, with a dirty and greasy Mongolian robe, an unusually long upper body, and a hem that only reaches the knees. When it's cold, wrap it in a sheepskin. He has dark skin, a beard and braided hair like his hair, greasy and shiny, and a perennial smell of sheep's flesh.

In terms of appearance, this is a typical Mongol, but his behavior is very strange, always carrying a Han book called Analects in his arms, and when he has nothing to do, he will take it out and flip through it, and everyone does not know what he can see from it, but the changes he brought to the tribe are indeed obvious to all.

He changed the name of the tribe from the original yellow sheep to the current yellow croaker, because he said that on the Han side, the yellow croaker is gold, and gold is everything, which can make everyone live a good life.

He was also the first tribe to show favor to the Han people, and when the Han people went out of the customs, he provided information and even secretly sent troops to help. When encountering a caravan of Han Chinese, he ordered the tribe not to plunder, but to escort a section and charge only some gold and silver.

A Mongol who is willing to rely on the Han is undoubtedly an outlier in this steppe. There were many opponents in the clan, and finally disappeared without a trace. There are countless tribes outside the clan that are hostile, but in the end... It was also swept by the Han family's iron horse.

Later, life slowly got better, there was food, drink, and even the white plague three years ago, not a single member of the tribe died.

When the old patriarch was dying, he took his hand and said, "It is right for the tribe to hand over to you, you are the hope of my Mongolia." ”

The leader of a small tribe with a population of less than 10,000 to a population of 100,000 and a leader of a large tribe in Ganzhou with a bow of 30,000, he deserves the praise of the old patriarch.

Turn the hill and look up again, and the familiar home is already in sight.

"Hurry up, get there early, and rest early. Hu Che'er turned around and said, and the ten knights whipped their horses, squeezing all the physical strength of their crotch partners.

About a quarter of an hour had passed, and the horses' hooves had finally crossed the gates of the camp.

Turning over and dismounting, Hu Che'er put the whip in his hand back into his waist. Just as he was about to give a few orders to rest earlier, the guard guarding the door behind him spoke first: "Patriarch, someone is looking for you." ”

"Who?" Hu Che'er turned around, only to see a huge bald monk in the moonlight, holding a salute in one hand, looking at him with a smile.

"Beiping Daoyan, I have seen the patriarch of Huangyu Hu Che'er. ”

"Beiping?"

As one of the gateways of the Central Plains, Beiping has gone out on several expeditions outside the Saiwai and has had a lot of dealings with various tribes on the grassland. According to Hu Che'er's usual style, there is naturally one of the tribes that have been co-opted.

People from Beiping, he didn't dare to be disrespectful, but this monk named Daoyan...

Hu Che'er thought carefully in his mind, but he didn't think of such a person.

Doubting this, Hu Che'er opened his mouth and asked, "Are you from Lord Yan?"

"Exactly. Dao Yan nodded, and then gestured to the most noble yurt in the center of Yingdi: "It's cool at night, I have heard for a long time that the patriarch admires the etiquette of the Han family, and the poor monk has waited for the patriarch all night, doesn't the patriarch bring the poor monk in to talk?"

Hu Che'er frowned and didn't answer for a while.

"The poor monk is alone, and the patriarch doesn't need to worry too much. Dao Yan said with words, raised his hand and shook it lightly twice, indicating that there was no weapon hidden in his body.

"Just because you don't have a knife doesn't mean you can't kill. Hu Che'er snorted coldly, rough on the outside, but careful on the inside: "I have seen the martial arts of your Central Plains people, and those who hold grass can kill one with a knife, and you are empty-handed, which does not mean anything." ”

"What does the patriarch mean?"

"How do you prove that you are the envoy of the Yan King?"

"The patriarch asked the poor monk, I don't know how the patriarch thinks the poor monk should prove it?"

"Huh. Hu Che'er suddenly pulled out the scimitar on his waist and pointed at Dao Yan: "The identity is suspicious, I cut you!"

The patriarch said this, and the poor monk had an idea. The words fell, only a trance, a monk wearing a moon-white monk's robe stood behind Hu Che'er, lightly pointed at the back of Hu Che'er's heart, and said with a smile: "Can you kill but not kill, the poor monk may not be able to prove his identity as the envoy of King Yan, but he may also be qualified to enter the patriarch's tent to talk a few words?"