All the young people also got up to toast, Nangong Shaoyou did not refuse to come, and drank Song Wan'er's together, and after drinking more than sixty cups, everyone began to be surprised, and they didn't even have a little doubt at the beginning. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Suddenly, there was a rapid whistle from a distance, Agudam immediately jumped up, got on his horse, followed by ten young people, and ran towards the herd of cattle and sheep together, Song Wan'er and Nangong Shaoyou took a look, it turned out that there were several gray eagles hovering above the cattle and sheep, and Muren was drinking wine with a calm expression.

Nangong Shaoyou stood up curiously and watched, several big eagles circled in the air, the cattle and sheep on the ground began to be impatient, Agudamu and ten young people ran around, driving the scattered cattle and sheep back, a big eagle saw the opportunity, flew down, and pounced on a little sheep, Agudamu hurriedly caught up, the horse whipped to the big eagle, drove it away, the little sheep was frightened, and ran out.

Agudamu hurried forward, leaned out, stretched out his ape arm, and already held the lamb in his arms, everyone cheered together, Song Wan'er and Nangong Shaoyou also clapped their hands, ten young people, took out a curved bow from behind, and shot the eagle forward, the eagle either flapped with its wings, or plucked it with its claws, and opened the arrows, but finally gave up and flew away to the west together.

Everyone was very happy, eleven people immediately ran back, suddenly several Mongolians who were herding cattle and sheep exclaimed, it turned out that the big eagle went and returned, one of the big eagles was still chasing a little sheep, Nangong Shaoyou was drinking, "Go, sister, let's go save the sheep." ”

Before he finished speaking, his body was already on the horse, Song Wan'er rode a horse to catch up from behind, the little sheep had already left the flock and ran towards Nangong Shaoyou, and three big eagles flew in the sky at once, besieging them front and back, and the other two were hovering in mid-air.

Nangong Shaoyou's horse was catching up with the lamb, the big eagle had already grabbed it and flew into the air, and the other two pounced on the two, Nangong Shaoyou stood on the horseback, with a long roar, and his body flew straight up, like a big peng spreading his wings, it was three feet higher than the big eagle that grabbed the lamb, he turned around like a flying swallow in mid-air, and he was already on his head and feet, and with a wave of the cold ice sword, the head and body of the big eagle had been separated, and the little sheep fell from the sky.

The two big eagles in mid-air pounced on Nangong Shaoyou, took his eyes, Nangong Shaoyou slapped out with both palms, and two strong winds swept the two big eagles away, and the body fell more rapidly, and he saw a sheep's head in front of him.

Song Wan'er flew with her palms, hitting the two big eagle feathers and flying down, the big eagle fled, more than 30 people saw Nangong Shaoyou falling quickly from the air, and forgot to shout in shock, Song Wan'er After cooking the two big eagles, she felt a strong wind in the air, and hurriedly led her left palm obliquely, and raised her right hand high.

Nangong Shaoyou saw accurately, the long sword was handed over to his right hand, and his left palm was against Song Wan'er, and he landed gently with her palm power, at this time Song Wan'er was carrying the sheep's hind feet on the left and right, and the lamb was so frightened that her feet were scurrying around, and a lot of sheep urine flew out, Song Wan'er hurriedly threw it to the ground and smiled: "This little sheep is really dirty." ”

There was thunderous applause beside the fire in the distance, and more than 30 people rushed towards them together, hugging the two to return to the fire, everyone praised in unison, and Mu Ren said: "The two are really gods, it is really a blessing for us Yirut, and we are favored by the gods all year round. After saying that, they worshiped the sky reverently, and more than 30 people also worshipped, leaving only Song Wan'er and Nangong Shaoyou at a loss.

"The two of you will be celebrating our tribe in a few days, you must participate, it will be very lively at that time, and the surrounding tribes will send people to participate. Muren said.

Nangong Shaoyou hurriedly translated it to Song Wan'er, and Song Wan'er smiled: "We still have injuries on our bodies, and it's good to recuperate here for a few days." ”

"Well, thank you Great Khan for the invitation, we will definitely join your feast. Everyone was very happy to hear this, so the two of them lived in the yurt temporarily, Nangong Shaoyou had nothing to do, counting one by one, sure enough, there were seven seven hundred and forty-nine yurts, and there were seven seven hundred and forty-nine on the other side of the lake, all of which belonged to the Yilut tribe, and there were more than 500 men, women and children in this tribe.

In the past few days, Agudamu and Su He have come to ask the two of them for kung fu, Song Wan'er doesn't understand Mongolian and can't communicate, she just laughs and laughs, and Nangong Shaoyou always has scruples about the Mongols in his heart, and he often prevaricates, and the two of them think that they have injuries and are inconvenient to teach, so they don't bother anymore.

Song Wan'er and Nangong Shaoyou had skin trauma on their bodies, coupled with the elixir of Xiaoyao Palace, the Yilut people respected them like gods, took care of them very thoughtfully, and their injuries slowly healed.

Song Wan'er is very indifferent to the distinction between Mongolia and Han, she thinks that Mongolian clothes are decorated a lot, very beautiful, and she has been wearing them since the day she lived, Nangong Shaoyou was gradually infected by her, coupled with the enthusiasm of the Yilut people, he gradually had a different view of the Mongols, and he also convinced himself, "If you want to assassinate the Mongolian emperor, it is more convenient to change Mongolian clothes, maybe there will be Mongolian officials and generals coming at the celebration." So he also changed into the Mongolian clothes sent by Su He.

After changing her clothes and walking out of the tent, Song Wan'er was picking wildflowers on the grassland, and when she saw Nangong Shaoyou, she couldn't help laughing, "You finally wore their clothes, and you were warm, right?"

"Sister, you wonder why you don't learn their language when you like their clothes so much. ”

"No, I don't understand their language, you will always be there for me to translate, if I do, you will definitely ignore me and run to drink with them yourself. Song Wan'er said with a smile.

Nangong Shaoyou's heart moved, "This stupid sister is really becoming more and more like Feifei." ”

Early the next morning, the horn had been blown outside the tent, Nangong Shaoyou immediately drilled out, only to see that there was a festive outside, everyone was wearing all kinds of new clothes, with hats on top, and the women's clothes were even more gorgeous, full of various color ribbons and decorations, Song Wan'er stood beside him with a smile, "Shaoyou, this dress is so beautiful, it's a little heavy, and the hat is also very heavy." ”

Nangong Shaoyou smiled and lifted his hat, took Song Wan'er's hand, and jumped up with a group of young men and women, as the sun rose, people from various tribes also came, and until the evening, Muren was entertaining guests, but he didn't see the Mongolian generals or high-ranking officials.

Nangong Shaoyou pulled Su He and asked, "Su He, why haven't there been any big officials or generals?" ”

"How could there be, we are just a very tribe under the leadership of the Great Khan of Ogedei, if it weren't for Sister Jibuchuhe, the Great Khan wouldn't have known that there was us at all. ”

"Who is she?"

"The Great Khan will tell you. Su He couldn't wait to run out to play.

A big firefly was lit on the wide grassland, hundreds of people surrounded it like this, Song Wan'er and Nangong Shaoyou also sat with everyone, under the leadership of several elders, they brought out cattle and sheep sacrifices, Muren and the messengers sent by various tribes sincerely bowed to the sky, and beside them there were more than a dozen men wearing peculiar faces and oiled bright colors dancing strange dance steps.

"Su He, what kind of dance is this, so strange?"

"Shhhh Su He whispered and immediately shut up.

Nangong Shaoyou knows that every nation, every tribe, and even every sect has its own unique form of memorial, and outsiders respect it, and it is not allowed to comment on it.

Although it is very peculiar, the first time they saw it, they also watched it with relish, and the others looked solemn, but they were as if they were watching a big show, and they were very interested.

Finally, at the end of the memorial service, Muren stood in the middle of the hall and said loudly: "Thanks to the blessing of the gods, Yilut can prosper forever, our men are as wide as the grassland, our daughters are as clear as the lake, the cattle and sheep are strong, and the wine is sweet!"

After that, a group of men blew up, more than a dozen women walked into the arena and danced and sang, these women were all elderly, including Tana, who thought that they should have a certain status in the clan before they could go out to dance, and the people around cheered continuously, but Nangong Shaoyou was very tasteless, but seeing these people so happy, he couldn't help but be happy.

A long dance finally ended, "Nangong Shaoyou, the most exciting thing is the wrestling tournament, hosted by the first warrior Agudamu. Su He excitedly pulled Nangong Shaoyou's arm.

Hearing that it was a wrestling competition, Nangong Shaoyou was very happy, and saw Agudamu wearing a red short coat with an open chest walking into the venue, "This year's wrestling competition is also divided into two games, one for those under the age of sixteen, one for those over the age of sixteen, and the last two winners can get a gold cup." After speaking, he raised two golden wine glasses, and the audience cheered.

The game is divided into two sides, one side is an adult game, the other side is a child game, are four teams each, two by two, a total of sixteen people on the field, the Mongolian wrestling is different from the martial arts of the Song people, they are all hand-to-hand combat, especially good at grappling lock skills, looking at it, Nangong Shaoyou and Song Wan'er are attracted by the children's fighting, most of the children on the field are seven or eight years old or even thirteen or fourteen years old.

After the seven or eight-year-old won the same year as himself, he had to play against a child older than himself, which was unfair, but none of the seven or eight-year-old children were timid and discouraged, and they all fought with all their might, and the older ones did not look down on the young and weak, and they played very brilliantly, and even Su He also won two games.

Song Wan'er beckoned Su He to his side and instructed him a few moves, although the two did not understand the language, Su He was very smart, and soon understood, and finally won in the children's group, Song Wan'er was very happy, Nangong Shaoyou had other ideas in his heart, "The Mongols are so brave and aggressive even children, no wonder the Great Song Dynasty fought with them and failed again and again, and even the Jin State, which was very prosperous, also destroyed them, saying that it was the Mongol and Song Dynasty who worked together to destroy the Jin, and I think it was Mongolia as the main force, and the Song army assisted." ”