Chapter XXXI: Tatar Warriors

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The Tatar people like to fight and fight, good at riding and shooting, hunting for pleasure, herding livestock for a living, is to the periphery of the palace tent camp, there is a huge hunting ground, surrounded by thousands of tilts, it is the exclusive place of the emperor Taiji and the Tatar royal family.

On the plains, the two rode side by side, galloping all the way......

Hundreds of zhang away, the two of them pulled their bows at the same time, and the middle-aged man took the lead in shooting a sharp arrow, and the sound of "Peng" hit the red heart.

"Whoosh-"

The latter arrow followed the tail and actually pierced through the bull's-eye, causing the previous arrow to fall to the ground.

"Haha, Brother Huang, you have won again. ”

This high-spirited, bearded middle-aged warrior is named Dolgon, the fourteenth son of the Tatar king Nurhachi, that is, the brother of Huang Taiji "Prince Rui".

Since he was a child, he accompanied the army to the south and the north, and made immortal contributions to the Tatar people's unification of Mobei. This time the Tatars invaded the Ming Dynasty, and he was the commander of one side. Under the suppression of his attacks, the Ming Dynasty lost several city passes, and even this fixed place was in danger. If Di Qiuran is the god of war of the Ming Dynasty, then Dolgon is the god of war in the hearts of the Tatar people.

"The emperor's brother's merits, how can he not know for his brother. You are my Tatar god of war, how can you not even shoot through this arrow?" haha-" In the midst of laughter, an old man in a yellow robe flipped off his horse and hung his hunting bow on the saddle.

Huang Taiji is over half a hundred years old, but he is still radiant. Whipping his white beard, he stepped forward with his hands and looked at Dorgon with a deep gaze.

"The imperial brother seems to have taken care of it?"

Hearing the deep meaning of the other party's words, Dolgon pretended to be confused and said, "What does the imperial brother mean?"

Huang Taiji sneered: "Of course it's the Southern Expedition to the Ming Dynasty, otherwise what do you think?"

"Heh~~" Dolgon laughed dryly and said: "The southern expedition is a big thing, one wrong step, and one step at a loss." We have a good chance now, and after tonight, the Ming will have the teeth to guard the door, and the devouring of their land is just around the corner. But ......"

"But what?"

"The Han people live in the world, but it is not easy for us Manchus to sit firmly in the world. ”

After a moment of silence, Huang Taiji sighed and said, "Brother Huang, do you know that my time is running out. ”

Dolgon was shocked when he heard this, and couldn't help but lower his head, with a complicated look in his eyes, as if hatred was mixed with unwillingness and ambition.

"I know you can't forget your old hatreds......"

"Brother Huang, I ......"

Huang Taiji continued: "How can I not know what is on your mind? But for the sake of the future unification of the Tatar race, I cannot help but do so! Whether it was before or in the future, whether it is my brother or my descendants, if I want to hinder the Tatar from unifying the world, I will not be soft. That's why I want you to swear...... Even if I die, you will not be able to claim the throne of your clan. ”

Dorgon still had his head bowed, but his clenched fists betrayed the anger in his heart. It's just that he is also a resolute person! Immediately raised his head, raised his hand to the sky, and said loudly: "I, Dolgon, swear to the immortal heaven, that I will never touch the throne of the clan king in this life and this life, and if I violate this oath, I will be spurned by the clansmen, and I will be ten thousand... Poison... Wear... Heart... And die!"

"Haha~~ Okay! cough, cough ......" Huang Taiji's face turned a little pale, and then said: "As long as you are dedicated to our clan, you will always be my good brother and a great hero in the hearts of the Tatar people." ”

"Yes, Imperial Brother. ”

"Those people of the Holy Gate are also ambitious, trying to manipulate our people to cover for them, if it weren't for everyone to contain each other, I am afraid we would have been swallowed up long ago. The royal brother should be careful of them in the future, even if the fight within our clan is our internal matter, I will never allow outsiders to get involved. ”

"Brother Huang, rest assured, I will never let them succeed. ”

"Then I'm relieved. Alas~~"

The atmosphere eased, and while the two were chatting, the honor guard came from a distance.

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"Tell the clan king, the envoy brought Di Qiuran here. ”

"Okay, take him to the Colosseum to meet me. Let him see the warriors of our people. ”

"Yes!"

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The Tatar people are fierce, and wrestling is one of their main competitive activities. And the gladiatorial arena, as the name suggests, is also the place where Tatar warriors wrestle and compete. In a sense, wrestling is the embodiment of the quality of the Tatar people, as well as the embodiment of their national spirit.

Within the Tatar people, the strong will be respected, regardless of the other person's status and status, as long as he is the strong, he will be respected by the clan. Therefore, they called the first Tatar warrior "Baturu", which means infinite courage and infinite strength.

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Di Qiuran walked in front under the leadership of the envoy, and Yue Fan followed closely behind, and the knife he held at his waist was a gift from Qiu Ming - the "Hundred Tribulation Battle Knife".

The two of them looked from afar, and there was a lawn vacant in the center of the camp, only a hundred feet of land, fenced on all sides, and the ground was full of green grass and life, not as bloody as rumored.

In the gladiatorial arena, dozens of burly and tall men hugged each other, and the lower foot disc was constantly changing. Such a strange way of fighting, Di Qiuran and Yue Fan saw each other for the first time.

Pulling to the side, Huang Taiji sat on the jasper chair, looking intently at the field, as if he was unaware of the arrival of Di Qiuran and others.

A guard bowed down and said, "Tell the emperor, Di Qiuran has arrived." ”

Huang Taiji didn't look back and said, "Brother Huang help me go and greet them, I'll finish watching this first." ”

"Yes. Dorgon stepped forward.

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Di Qiuran was dressed in vajra armor, mighty and extraordinary, and Dolgon's chain mail was in shackles, heroic and compelling. The two stood opposite each other, exuding a strong pressure on their bodies, and the surrounding soldiers retreated one after another, but Yue Fan did not move.

"General Di......"

"Dolgon......"

The heroes of the two nations have fought dozens of battles on the battlefield, and it is the first time they have met so closely, whether they are hatred or admiration! They both stick to their beliefs and fight for the nation. They are mortal enemies, but also confidants, if there is no national position, they will be best friends, but their fate is destined to be enemies of each other, no one can change!

Just said hello lightly, there was not much language, and there was no need for too many words.

Seeing that Di Qiuran was followed by a guard, Dolgon suddenly smiled.

The envoy hurriedly stepped forward and explained: "Lord Wang, the little one really did what the clan king wanted, but, ......."

"Alright!" interrupted Dorgon, "it's no wonder you're here, stand down!"

"Thank you, Lord Wang!" the envoy departed as if he had been granted amnesty.

Turning his head to Di Qiuran, Doll smiled and said, "This time I won." It's a pleasure!haha-"

Di Qiuran and Yue Fan looked at each other and seemed to understand something. Dare him to make a bet with Huang Taiji to see if he can embarrass Di Qiuran. With Dolgon's understanding of Di Qiuran, it is natural that the victory is in hand.

"General Di has just arrived, the wrestling match of our Tatar warriors has just begun, and you can also come and see our national style......" Dolgon introduced happily.

Di Qiuran knew in his heart, where did the other party invite him to watch the performance, obviously he wanted to show himself the fierceness of the Tatar tribe and give himself a dismount.

After reading it, Di Qiuran pretended to be surprised and said: "Well, Di also wants to see how fierce the warriors of the nobility are." ”

"General Di, please ......"

Under the leadership of Dolgon, Di Qiuran walked towards the gladiatorial arena, while Yue Fan stayed on the periphery. Even so, if there was any movement, Yue Fan was confident that he would arrive.

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