The grassland has not yet been declared, the eagle hooves are soaring in the sky and the stratus clouds, and the people are cold and bitter, all of them are righteous and hearty people.

General Huan caught up with Wang Zhong and Yanran, Wang Zhong already faintly felt that this person was like the person described by the horse's hoof, and when he heard General Huan himself say it, his heart was overjoyed, and he knelt down and kowtowed with Yanran, thanked him for saving his life, and asked for apprenticeship; General Huan saw that he was honest and simple, and Yanran was clever and beautiful, and promised to accept them as apprentices, and took the two to find the horse's hoof.

But he said that the horse's hooves were punched by the tuas's sneak attack, and the internal organs seemed to be out of position, and the chest and abdomen were very uncomfortable, and they did not dare to move, so they lay on the horse, hugged the horse's neck, and let the horse take him wherever he wanted. Fortunately, his horse god steed understood humanity and carried him to a remote place.

After a long time, he gradually felt better, saw that he came to a small valley, looked back and saw that no one was chasing, stopped the horse, slowly dismounted, let the horse find grass to eat, lay on the ground by himself, and breathed in the sun with the posture of a golden turtle, only to feel a warm breath slowly enter the body, calming the discomfort between the chest and abdomen. Then he continued to cultivate until the sun set, then he lay down and rested, and when the moon came out and cultivated against the moon, the cold qi entered his body, and the muscles on his back no longer hurt, and he rejoiced in his heart and continued to cultivate. At this time, his heart was transparent, in the moonlight, the cool breeze penetrated the body, and it was also like the breeze and the moon, thinking of everything during the day, the other party's moves were clearly displayed in front of him, folding a wooden stick, and demonstrating the opponent's moves. He pondered while demonstrating the moves used by the other party again, and suddenly realized in his heart that he was in a hurry when he was fighting, completely because he was timid and unfamiliar. Tuas's punch is much more subtle than others', the more aftertaste, the more wonderful it feels, and the Tuas's movements are demonstrated over and over again until he is very proficient. His own martial arts and knowledge are extremely average, after practicing the Golden Turtle Gong, due to the refinement of internal force, his mind is very sensitive, and then after the guidance of General Huan, his self-learning ability is amazing, and he is already at the level of a good hand in the rivers and lakes.

He hid in the valley for a few days, practicing diligently, he knew that he had no other amazing art, this Mochizuki Liyangong was a magic weapon to save his life, and only by practicing diligently could he save his life from being easily taken away. This Mochizuki Away from the Smoke Gong is also magical, and after cultivation, his spirit has doubled.

Three days later, the horse's hooves rode the breeze over the mountains and mountains with full spirit, and continued to Shan Yuting. On the horse, he had a whim, no longer lying down, but riding normally, cultivating internal strength, only to feel that all the limbs and bones were filled with true qi, but than in the past, when he was lying down, the flow of true qi was more rapid, he was in a hurry, while practicing, at this time no one bothered, his heart was extremely comfortable. I couldn't help but sing and gallop on my horse. At this time, the herdsmen on the grassland are grazing, blue sky, white clouds, green grass, sheep, peaceful, and safe. The shepherd's song and the sound of the harp spread in the air, the birds chirped, the horses neighed, and the horses' hooves only wanted to live in a fairyland.

Reality is never a wonderland. He passed through several tents, and from the tent came a mournful cry, which was very different from the scenery before him. In the past, when the shepherds saw people from afar, they would greet them warmly, invite them to rest in the tent, and offer them a cup of water or a cup of mare's milk, but today it is strange that there are no shepherds, no sheep, no frolicking children, only faint cries. The horse's heart was upset, and he continued on his way. This was true of the pastures he passed, and even if there were people, they only returned to the tabernacle in horror when they saw him, and did not dare to come forward.

He didn't know what was happening, but he knew that danger was all around him.

Sure enough, several horsemen appeared in the distance, and quickly came to the front, and immediately there were six people dressed as samurai, fierce and fierce, led by a man with a large black mole on his face, glanced at the horse's hooves, and rode over, and several other people looked at his horse and exclaimed: "Good horse!" followed the past, and the horse's hooves thought it was nothing, and hurried forward.

After a while, a few horsebacks came around, and the samurai at the head shouted, "That man! He knew that "Hanzi" was a contemptuous name for the Han people by the Huns, and the horse's hooves knew that trouble was coming, so they stopped their horses, and those people came near with a gust of wind, and the man carefully looked at the horse's hooves and said, "Man, where did you steal this horse?" The horse's hooves smiled: "You warrior, how can you slander good people? This is my family's horse." ”

The man didn't believe it: "This is a Hun horse breed." Where is there a domestic horse that looks so good?"

"You don't believe it. All the horses in my family are like this, hundreds of them!"

The man said, "All the men and horses must go out on the conscription alone! You go with us, and the horses will be handed over to me." ”

The horse's hooves were startled, "Where are you going?"

"Of course it's Handi! hand over your horse!"

Horseshoe smiled: "That's up to you to catch up." With the strength of his legs, the breeze rushed out, and he spread his hooves and ran. The samurai then chased after him, but they chased farther and farther, and in a moment, one man and one horse had become a small point, and several samurai were greatly impressed and stopped unwillingly.

The horse's hooves ran for a ride, shook off the warriors, pondered in his heart, and knew that there were so many cries in weishenme, this time the Huns entered the fortress, and I didn't know how much crying it would bring to the people along the border, I thought that only the people who were disturbed would cry, but I didn't expect the Huns themselves to cry. It seems that the conquest is not a good thing for anyone, but what about someone who still needs to send troops? He couldn't figure it out, so he didn't think about it anymore. The letter horse walked forward with the reins.

He knew that he would meet the samurai who would be conscripted, so in order to avoid trouble, he left the pasture and walked to a place where there was no human track. No one is also troublesome, that is, he doesn't know how to get to Shan Yuting at all? How to get to Shan Yuting, what to do when he arrives at Shan Yuting? How to help the Han envoy leave Shan Yuting and leave the Xiongnu? He has no idea of forming, so he is not in a hurry, but the direction is towards the north of Shan Yuting.

After a heavy rain, the air is fresh, full of puddles, puddles, streams, and the excitement of the breeze is extraordinarily exciting, and the horses run and stop and run, and the horses' hooves are carried by it.

A man appeared in the distance riding an old horse, saying that he was riding an old horse, because from a distance, his horse was crooked and slowly soaring, and the horse's hooves looked at him from a distance, and he was slowly approaching, and it was an old man, with gray hair, fluttering in the wind, with a few mud spots on his face, and mud on his body, as if he had fallen somewhere. He looked at the horse's hooves strangely and asked, "How did you get here?"

He seemed to know the horseshoe, and the horseshoe looked at him very strange, and when he asked strangely, he asked, "Then how did you get here?"

The old man was happy: "Young man, if you don't respect the elderly, you will suffer." ”

The horse's hooves bent down and saluted, and said, "Don't be strange, old man! ”

The old man said, "My old man is in a hurry, and my horse is a little tempered." Your horse lends me a ride. Okay?"

Ma Hu wanted to say directly: "It's not good!" What is the difference between this and the Hun warriors? One is forcible seizure, and the other is cunning. However, seeing that the other party was so old, riding such an old horse, and his body was covered with mud, he couldn't bear it, and hesitated: "You, is there really something?" The old man nodded. As if determined, he said, "Okay! He jumped off his horse, handed the reins to the old man, and reminded: "My horse has a stubborn temper. You must discuss it well, and you can't rush it. The old man dismounted his old horse slowly, handed the reins to the horse's hoof, and said, "Rory, it's not at all pleasant." He took the reins of the horse's hooves, let the horse's hooves help him to his horse, and then whipped him and walked away. Qingfeng obediently, he left without a temper. The horse's hooves looked at it with a stiff tongue. Watching the old man disappear in front of him riding the breeze, the horse's hooves pulled the old horse and wanted to go up, looking at the old horse, the hair on his body fell off a lot, and there were only a few places left with only light plates, and his eyes were confused, like an old man who had experienced vicissitudes, as if he could crush it as soon as he went up. He hesitated for a moment, but he stepped on the horse, shook the reins, and the old horse did not move, holding the horse's belly, but the horse still did not move, kicked it, did not move, hit it, did not move. He had no choice but to jump off the horse, and as soon as he came, the horse twisted his head and left. The horse's hooves couldn't cry or laugh, so they had to follow the horse, and the horse stopped and stopped, unhurriedly, and the horse's hooves were not an acute person, and it was interesting to follow it.

After walking for a long time, there are two miles of road, the old horse lies down and does not go, seeing that it will be late, the horse's hooves simply lie down next to him, regardless of the old horse.

At night, the horse's hooves practiced his own golden turtle skills, he could already lie down and sleep, while breathing and exhaling in the rhythm, so that the true qi traveled all over the body for a week, he had heard someone say what a big week, a small week, I don't know how to be a big and small week, but it is estimated that the true qi enters the body from the mouth and nose, reaches the limbs and hundreds of remains, and then walks out of the body, it should be a week. Because at this time, he felt comfortable, which showed that cultivation was a process, so it was called a week, so why not? He explained to himself and forcibly explained to others.

He heard a slight movement, and when he opened his eyes, a few small green lanterns were shining a few paces away, and he knew that it was the wolves coming, and the shadowy little lanterns in the distance could not be counted. He was not afraid of wolves, but a pack of wolves was different, and the old horse seemed to be about to anoint the wolf's kiss! He sat up, and the old horse also stood up, kicking the earth uneasily. He thought about it for a moment, and there was no more way to do it. The wolf took a few steps closer and stared at him, his long knife was gone, there was only one sword, and it was a question of whether he could defend himself, let alone drive away the wolves. He took out his sword, gestured, and pointed at a wolf, only to see a blue light, and the wolf flew out like an electric shock! The wolves were in a commotion, and the horses' hooves were also taken aback, not knowing what had happened. He didn't know that his Golden Turtle Skill had improved by leaps and bounds recently, and in his eagerness, he swung his sword to drive the true qi in his body, and the true qi acted on the sword, and it turned out to be a long sword qi!

He saw another wolf approaching, swung his sword again, no light appeared, tried again, still no, he already understood by this time, his true qi could not be retracted freely, but even this made him very satisfied. He stood up, pulled away the jiashi, the true qi in his body surged, pushed out with both hands, and a huge wave fell on the wolves in front of him, and several wolves rolled and flew out a few steps away, and fell into the wolves behind, he kept pushing out, the encirclement of the wolves was getting bigger and bigger, and there were no wolves within ten steps. He was greatly satisfied, took the credit, sat down and waited for the dawn. The wolves did not dare to come near, but were not willing to retreat, and stood guard at a distance, and from time to time let out a terrible howl.

The horse's hooves simply lay down and continued to sleep.

The summer night was very short, and a ray of light appeared in the east, and soon the glow filled the sky, and the wolves retreated.

There were more shepherds, more tents, and more warriors, and he knew that Shan Yuting had finally arrived. He led the old horse and followed a group of shepherds, all of whom had come from all over the world, armed with bows, arrows, knives and guns, and there was a hint of tension in the air. Some of them were excited to capture more slaves and expand his pastures through conquest, some wanted to collect more grain and cotton to save up for his children for the winter this year, and some wanted to capture two women, whose wife died. More people were sad in their hearts, they left their families, and when they arrived at the battlefield, could they still come back? Most of the things they grabbed were obtained by the princes and princes, and what could he get? The horse's hooves listened silently, he didn't know what the war meant, he looked around, and there were people in a hurry everywhere, there were Huns, there were also Han people, most of them were Huns waving whips, and Han people were loading or unloading cars, loading something on the camel, and then unloading something. There are also Xianbei people, Ding Ling people, white sheep, Lou annoy, etc., the people and horses of the Eastern and Western Huns are gathering. Tens of thousands of men and horses were ready to go, and the tents of the warriors were already gathered on the hillside, and the tents were divided into five colors, red, white, black, yellow, and green, and the clothes of the warriors were also divided into five colors, and they went in and out of the tents.

The horse's hooves slowly led the old horse through the crowd, and no one cared about him. He glanced at the old horse, and the listless old horse had no spirit, and compared with the fierce horses of those warriors, it was like an old lady, and it was not a little angry. Someone came up to him and said to him, "Go straight ahead." Don't look back, don't talk. ”

He walked straight forward with his head down, and the people around him were gone, and another person came to his side, and did not speak, but just followed him. After five different men, he went to a tabernacle, which had no color, that is, it was not one of the five colors. He saw a bearded man standing outside the tent, with a sincere smile on his face, and the horse's hooves felt that his tears were about to fall, and he walked quickly to the man, and Gan's father grabbed his hands, shook him, patted him on the shoulder, and whispered, "You are finally back! ”

He asked eagerly, "What about my lord?"

"Adults are meeting a friend. It'll be fine in a while. ”

Seeing the horse's strong body, Father Gan was overjoyed, pulled him to the back of the tent, and said, "Don't be surprised. Prince Wudan has been monitoring adults very tightly recently, and the people who came from outside, as long as they said that they were looking for adults, they stopped them, and several of our people didn't even enter Shan Yuting. So in a crowded place, we have to do this, one by one. It's exciting, isn't it?"

The horse's hooves also realized that today weishenme is so mysterious, and several people he didn't see what it looked like, so he was pulled here. He looked around, this tent was actually on the top of a hill, there was no shelter on all sides, and there was a lonely tent in the four directions of three or four hundred steps below the mountain, obviously monitoring this tabernacle, and this tabernacle was so conspicuous that the other party did not need to monitor at all, and at a glance from a distance, you could see the movement of the tabernacle.

The curtain of the tent was opened, and a tall shepherd dressed as a man came out, and then another tall Han man followed, and he arched and said, "Lord Xiexie has taken the time to come and see me." I'll visit the prince another day, and we'll get drunk and rest. It was Zhang Qian, the envoy of the Emperor of the Han Dynasty, and the tears of the horse's hooves finally fell, and the person he had been thinking about for a year was right in front of him.

The shepherd hurried away. Zhang Qian turned around, the horse's hooves rushed over, knelt in front of Zhang Qian, Zhang Qian hugged him, pulled him up, and said with a smile: "I heard that the little pony's hooves are now majestic! Many warriors can't stand you? Tell me how you spent your year?" and pulled him into the tent. The air in the tabernacle became hot at once, and the horse's hooves glanced at it, and the contents of the tabernacle were very simple and rudimentary, except for two felt mats, and there was nothing neat, and it seemed that the two of them were sleeping, and the others were pots, sheepskin bags, and water urns. He couldn't imagine how Lord Angel lived in such a humble place? He looked at Zhang Qian, Zhang Qian's face was full of smiles, a year ago, the young and handsome angel had vicissitudes on his face, and his delicate skin had traces of wind and sand.

After coming to Shan Yuting, the ice and snow filled the door, everywhere was white, there were no traces, no beasts, and the birds were gone. The Huns didn't have to worry about him running away, no one cared about him. The envoy had already sent out all the belongings, and had recovered a large herd of cattle, sheep and horses, and there was no forage, so Gan's father killed some of them, made them into bacon and cured meat, and then found a way to find some grass under the snow, so that they could feed the remaining heads, and some milk to drink. Ju Budo and others sent some application things, and Zhang Qian asked Gan's father to throw them away. No matter how Gan's father persuaded him, he didn't listen. Zhang Qian was depressed in his heart, and learned to herd and milk cows with Gan's father, and sometimes the two of them shot arrows together, and the birds on their heads became targets. When Gan's father shoots a bird, he shoots his left eye when he thinks of his left eye, and he shoots his right eye if he wants to shoot his right eye. Zhang Qian, who watched it, smacked his tongue, and it was a little difficult for his arrows to shoot a rabbit, not to mention flying birds.

He was determined to learn archery and learn from Father Gan. Father Gan smiled: "Archery is not a short effort. It requires hands, eyes, mind, and full attention, especially archery on the Pegasus, and the combination of riding and archery is not a matter of one or two days, it takes hard work. ”

Zhang Qian said: "What kind of noble person am I? I am not a prince or a son, I am now a wrangler! What kind of hardship can I not bear?"

Father Gan said, "In this way, we will start practicing." But you've forgotten all the archery methods you learned. ”

“weishenme？”

"You are training ordinary people, so that ordinary people can master some skills, and they can draw their bows on the battlefield. If it's a clever shooter, those don't work. ”

Zhang Qian began to practice with Gan's father's method. First of all, the basic skills, one hour at a time, then two hours, three hours, the body can not be shaken. At first, he couldn't stand even for a moment, and after standing for a while, he felt dizzy and numb. Gan's father didn't care about him, he could only grit his teeth and insist. After ten days, I was able to hold on for an hour, and then slowly extended. It's also a pleasure during the bitter winter months. He was standing longer and longer, and was able to stand still for three hours. While practicing standing, practice the eyes, staring at one place, looking at a small dot bigger and bigger, and then tempering the mind at the same time, when standing, there is no distraction, even if Father Gan is drinking, shouting, dancing in front of him, dancing ugly, singing, singing gentle love songs, singing ugly songs, he is not moved, there is neither affection, nor anger, neither joy nor joy. He was just thinking about that little dot, thinking about it day and night, his mind became more and more determined, and now if he thought about the rabbit in the distance, the four women stripped naked and walking around him, he didn't see it.

Finally survived until the ice and snow melted, Wudan did not restrict them from grazing, Gan's father drove the cattle to some places of water and grass to graze, but there were always people to follow, Zhang Qian saw that this mountain bag was very good, and simply tied the tent on it, which was reassuring. The pastures of the mountain pack are theirs. When Udan saw this, he no longer sent people to follow him, but sent people to set up a tent in the distance and graze the cattle together. When he came outside, he began to practice drawing the bow, and from a hundred times a day, to two hundred, three hundred, and his arm was swollen, and the swelling went away, and it was swollen again, and it went away again.

Every day Udan's reports were of Han envoys drawing bows, constantly pulling, like a madman. No one went to his tent, nor did he go to anyone else's, he lived in isolation, with only his old servant, the bearded man with a thick beard and a high nose, by his side.

One day, Gan's father said, "Try to shoot." Just as a flock of geese flew overhead, Gan's father said, "Zuihou's one!" He drew his bow and shot out, and one goose fell, one of the geese, not Zuihou's. He was a little ashamed, but Father Gan smiled and didn't say much. He continued to practice, and then shot down the bird that Gan's father had said.

One day, a lonely goose flew by, the sound was sad, Zhang Qian listened to the emotion in his heart, thinking that he was in this desert north land, the lonely goose was lost, and he didn't know when he would be able to find a companion and complete the mission?

After a while, the goose flew back again, and Gan's father came over, looked at the goose, and said, "When it flies by, I can shoot it down with an empty string." ”

Zhang Qian was stunned, and he bragged too much!

The lonely goose flew overhead, Gan's father pulled the bow, the bowstring sounded a crisp sound, the goose rushed towards Xiangshang, to Zhang Qian's stunned, it rushed, and then planted its head, falling down like a stone. He ran to the place where the goose had fallen, only to see tears dripping from the goose's eyes. He also felt uncomfortable. He picked up the goose and felt that Gan's father should not "shoot" him.

Father Gan came to his side and said, "You must be blaming me for not shooting it down." It's just that you don't know how I shot it down with an empty string. ”

Zhang Qian was also curious, "This is a wounded goose, and it is an arrow wound." It heard the sound of the bowstring, and thought that another arrow was coming, so it rushed forward, and at this time, the original wound was cracked under the force, and its life was terminated. If I hadn't shot it, it would have been shot down by eagles and eagles and would have become food for them. ”

Zhang Qian was silent, this is the obvious truth of Gewu, but a life, just because it must die, must let him die? And there is still reason to talk about?

Someone applauded in the distance, and they saw a tall shepherd standing at the bottom of the hillside, and Zhang Qian shouted, "Brother, come up and have a drink." ”

The man laughed, "How can you be disturbed?" and said "How can you bother?" and said "How can you bother?"

The shepherd said to Father Gan, "What a wonderful archery!" and Father Gan thanked him, "Ashamed, ashamed." ”

The shepherd said, "If my brother's archery skills are ashamed, there are few people in the world who can shoot arrows!"

Father Gan said, "Please advise Your Excellency!" The shepherd waved his hand, "How dare I be ugly." ”

After drinking a few glasses of wine, the man said strangely, "No wonder Udan's jealousy of you is so much." ”

Zhang Qian smiled and said: "I am a shepherd, he wants to kill or chop, he has him, what is he afraid of? Besides, the position of the Xiongnu will be his, sooner or later, who is he afraid of?"

The man shook his head and got up to leave, not asking or saying anything.

In the future, he often came over, sometimes with a few people, sometimes by himself, drinking, chatting, talking about all kinds of things, but he didn't say who he was, and he didn't say anything about the Huns. Zhang Qian never asks much, there is wine to drink, there is no wine, drink mare's milk. Sometimes the man brought some wine, and his wine was good. That person was most interested in the various systems of the Han Dynasty, and Zhang Qian didn't shy away from asking questions, but told him everything he knew. After hearing Zhang Qian's words, the man was impressed and said: "People say: 'There are many people in the Han region, there are many Xiongnu people, and there are many people in Dawan Ma', and I always think, how did so many people survive? With such a small number of people on the grassland, it is difficult for them to survive very well, and there are famines, droughts, locust plagues, and floods every year! Many people die every time. Things on the grassland are all passed on by word of mouth, I have never met my grandfather, and I just listened to other people's stories about my grandfather. Then I don't know the story of my grandfather's grandfather. You all know about the things of the Han land hundreds of years ago, and you can know the same things as your grandfather! It's amazing! We also have to have words and books, and we need to write down my affairs, so that my grandson's grandson and grandson can know about it! Can you help me?"

Zhang Qian said happily: "Of course! I am very willing to help you. It's just that I'm still in the cage of the Huns, and my own skills are very limited! If I return to Chang'an, I ask our Son of Heaven to send a few very learned people from our court to you to help you establish rules and regulations. ”

The man laughed and said, "I'm afraid I won't be able to wait for that time! You have a saying, 'Far water does not quench thirst from near.'" ”

Zhang Qian pondered: "There is also a way. Even a few people I brought out of Chang'an this time are also very capable, and now there are a few people in Yuting alone. ”

The man was overjoyed and urged Zhang Qian to find those people. After all, which ones Zhang Qian recommends, I will decompose them next time.

The Han Dynasty made the border courtyard far away from dust, and there was more sand and less pedestrians outside the plug; the camel trail bell sounded beautifully, and the middle earth festival reflected the evening clouds.