Hanhai has few enemies, eagles and hooves fly high, tigers and wolves are suspicious;

The arrows were as dense as flying feathers, but fortunately, these Xianbei people were also battle-hardened, although they were raided, after starting a brief panic, they immediately dismounted and used their horses to block the first wave of the opponent's dense attack. The longpage cone also jumped off their horses quickly, and they were in an open field, unsheltered, with light snow and bare grass. The other party was nowhere to be seen, and it was quiet all around. Although he can be called resourceful, he actually has not much experience in battle, and it is only because he has seen injustices in Lulou and his heart is angry that he stands up to help. Now the wilderness field battle, or a sudden encounter, he had only heard of it, but he had never seen it, so he was a little caught off guard.

The leader of the Xianbei warriors is called Yuwen Dashu, who is the brother of Yuwen Lion and Tiger, and is also a battle-hardened warrior in Xianbei. And the number of people on the other side is not very large. It's just that they are in the dark now, and we are in the light, so we can't fight back. I estimate that the other party will be ready to stop immediately, and at that time, it will be in trouble. ”

Long Page also thought of these questions, and he had an idea, and said, "There you guys are ready to fight back, and I'll go and lure the other party out." Yuwen Dashu was shocked, "Don't!" It's too late. He mounted his horse and ran towards a small dirt slope in front of him, and he concluded that there was only one small dirt slope nearby, and that there must be someone hiding behind the dirt slope. The long-page horse is in a hurry, and in the exclamation of the Xianbei people, he has rushed to the middle, and the other party has obviously found out, but it may be a little unbelievable, and he has not moved when he ran to the middle, or it may have deliberately led him over. The eyes of the long page are wide open. Keep an eye out for the slightest movement in possible places. Several sharp arrows flew out from behind the dirt slope. The sound of arrows breaking through the wind was terrifying. The long page was calm, and the sword in his hand struck down the cluster of arrows that flew in front of him, protecting his body and his horse below. While those people were still in doubt. Already a horse. A knight ran up to him. Long pages are already certain. The other party couldn't imagine that he dared to rush alone, so he didn't make any moves, and he didn't care about how to move. Just casually put a few arrows. The sword of the long page was swung out, and before a person could react, he had already stabbed him in the face and fell. Two people hurriedly got on the horse, waving the long knife, how could the long page give him a chance, the leg clamped the horse, the sword was everywhere, the two of them just got on the horse, and then got off the horse again, but they were already dead or injured. Long Page didn't expect it to be so crisp, and before he could be happy, his eyes straightened, and he saw the black and oppressive human heads, as well as the solemn herd of horses, I am afraid that there will be thousands of people and horses!

This surprise was not trivial, the long page was shaking the reins of the horse, turning the horse's head, and running away without a price, much faster than when he came. He heard the "buzzing" sound behind him, and he didn't dare to look back, and he didn't need to look back to know that it was a rain of arrows flying from the sky! Long Page was overjoyed, he knew that the savior had arrived.

The knight who was chasing the long page covered the mountains, and saw that he was about to be buried under the flying arrows, but first they heard a loud and excited noise, and then a strong wind rose in front of them, and then it was dark, and a large black cloud that covered the sky and the sun passed overhead, and they did not see what was happening clearly, but they heard the screams of people and the neighing of the horses. The arrows fell to the ground, and everywhere there were fleeing horses, and knights who had fallen from their horses and wounded, and a huge bird flew into the air, and let out a loud cry of joy.

People on both sides looked at everything in front of them in amazement, unable to believe their eyes. The longpage has returned to his team, and he is in shock. He was basically sure that the other party would definitely not be in such a big battle against his dozens of people, if the other party wanted to wait for him to die, his own people would not have any chance at all, it was as easy as a horse stepping on grass. He said what he saw, and Yuwen Dashu was also full of doubts, and he couldn't figure out why the other party came to ambush the army. It's just that since the other party is no longer chasing, they naturally won't look for death, so they just stay on the spot and see what will happen.

In the anxious waiting of the long page and the others, they heard earth-shattering shouts and fighting voices from the other side of the dirt slope, and the sound of people shouting and neighing horses. Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what was going on. They slowly approached the dirt slope, and there was already a Shura field under the dirt slope, and the battle situation was so tragic that not to mention the long page, even Yuwen Dashu and other Xianbei warriors had never seen it. Two teams of knights are fighting each other, one team wears blue, green robes, green armor and green horses, and the other team wears black, black robes and black armor and black horses. The long page remembered clearly that it was the side that attacked him.

It is implied in the book that the two sides of this fierce battle, one side is the Zuo Xian Wang, and the other is the Zuo Gu Liwang Department. But it was not King Zuo Xian and King Zuogu Liwang who fought against each other, but a small tribe in each of their two departments, the Zhelan Department of Zuo Xian Wang's Department and the Shiying Department of Zuogu Liwang Department, because the pastures of the two sides were close to each other, they often quarreled and even fought over the pastures. It turned out that Da Shan Yu intervened a few times, and King Zuo Xian and King Zuo Gu Li were not good at tearing their faces and admonishing their own tribes, so no major events happened. Now that King Zuo Guli is far away in Shan Yuting, King Zuo Xian is no longer concerned about the world. The two tribes began to move. In the autumn, because of this year's drought, the Zhilan tribe entered the Shiying Department to drink horses, and the two sides clashed and did not fight; in the winter, the grass became even more scarce, and the Zhilan tribe entered the Shiying Department many times to steal grass and livestock; the Shiying Department was not polite, and came to steal the cattle and stole hundreds of women! At this time, the Zhilan Department was furious, and sent people over to kill a few people, and snatched the women back. Prince Zhelan calculated that the other party would come over, so he ambushed here. Unexpectedly, a group of people came, and they were afraid of exposing themselves to the Shiying Department. If it's a big deal, it's just a warning about long pages, etc. Where did the long page and the others know this? So they went forward to take a look, and almost died under the volley of arrows.

The knights of Zhelan were so angry that they wanted to exterminate them, but they didn't expect a giant bird to appear in the sky; The two sides didn't talk to each other, and as soon as they met, they made a dead hand.

After watching the thrilling battle between the two sides, he didn't dare to stay, and he knew that it had nothing to do with him, so he left the battlefield quickly. Neither side had the heart to care about them. Let them go.

Everyone talked as they walked, and they couldn't say why, but they were amazed. Walked for a few more days, a hillside ahead. There were tabernacles above. Adults and children worked and played in front of the tabernacle. A large river flows behind the hillside. The Xianbei man who led the way shouted, "This is it! We have arrived at the residence of the Han envoy." When he heard this, he almost burst into tears, he had not heard from the Han envoy for many years. The Han envoy was his relative on the grassland.

The Xianbei man who led the way shouted something, and Yuwen Taishu explained: "He is telling the people in the tent that we are brothers, friends, guests from Xianbei and Rulou. "The long page is strange, weishenme shouted in Xianbei words. A group of people had already greeted them, a tall bearded and deep-eyed strong man walking in front, several women following with a grin, and a few children jumping around. The bearded man, who was still known to him, stepped forward and jumped off his horse, walked a few steps, threw himself on the ground, and bowed to his father. Originally, he didn't have to do this, Zhang Qian never asked them to give a big gift, but Changye felt that this was the only way to express his excitement, as well as his sincere admiration for Gan's father. It is extremely rare for a Hu person to stay in the Xiongnu steppe with the Han envoy for more than ten years, without complaint or regret, and loyalty. Long Page himself found it difficult to do, he had traveled around all these years, and he still felt that life was difficult, so it was even more unbearable to stay in one place all the time. It is really not easy for Gan's father to be willing to be like a glutton, and to be able to protect and serve the Han envoys.

Father Gan didn't expect to give this big gift on the long page, and he was a little at a loss for a while, so many years, there were also many people who came to see the Han envoy, although they respected him, but no one had made a big gift to him, at most he bowed down and gave a few words of encouragement, he was used to it. He didn't think there was anything brilliant about what he had done, he just did something within his bounds, and he had no shame. He hurriedly fell to his knees, and the two looked at each other, and tears flowed. Gan's father has no impression of the long page at all, but he is dressed like a Han man, his face is full of wind and dust, but his eyes are warm and bright, he is a vigorous person, full of confidence and passion for the future.

Father Gan grabbed the hand of the long page, the two got up, and the long page smiled and said, "I am the long page." Sir may not remember me anymore. The gentleman's countenance has not changed much, he is already a handsome and heroic man, a great hero, and your loyalty has been spread all over the grassland!"

Gan's father was stunned, and the name of the long page has also spread everywhere these days, from the east to the west, and his righteous deeds of helping the weak and eliminating the strong are also admirable. Gan's father didn't expect that the person in front of him would be the long-page account of Dongbeiyi's recent fame, and he couldn't help but be impressed, and secretly heartbroken.

Gan's father introduced several women: the wife of the Han envoy Zhang Qian, the Lingye of the Xianbei Tuoba Department, and the wife of the Tuoba Department of the three-legged cat, Sandalwood, the wives of Liang Shaoao, Gu Yatong, Pei Zhijiao and others, and his own wife, a weak woman, but a Hun woman. When the ladies were greeted by the long page, a seven or eight-year-old child shouted: "Uncle Long page! I admire you for your heroic deeds in Rulou! I am Zhang Jingong, and I must learn from you." ”

Father Gan smiled: "This is the son-in-law of an adult." He pulled him to introduce everyone, and his face was full of love. Although Zhang Jingong is not very old, he is already heroic, which shows that Zhang Qian and Gan's father have worked him. Long Page was also happy to see it, and took out a short knife from his arms, which was a gift from Tan Hui, which could sharpen iron like clay, and respectfully handed Zhang Jingong and said, "Some gadgets, take it to defend yourself." Zhang Jingong took it, swallowed it, pulled out a short knife, and the piercing coldness hit, although he was a child, he knew that it was a treasure knife. Closing the short knife, he respectfully returned it to the long page, and said with a smile: "Wouldn't such a treasure knife be bad in my hands! Although he was reluctant to give up, he still resolutely handed it back to the long page. Long Page didn't expect this child to be so knowledgeable, and saw the glint in his eyes. kept glancing at the short knife, knowing that he actually liked it very much, and said, "It's just a small greeting gift from the uncle." Childe doesn't have to think about it, just take it. ”

Zhang Jingong no longer looked at the knife, but shook his head very resolutely, "I really don't need it." When I can use it, I'll ask my uncle if he wants. "I admire in my heart that a small child can already be poor and rich, which is really commendable! I should help him develop such a personality. And not tempting with him. The short knife was withdrawn.

The people laughed and laughed and came to the tabernacle. There was no one inside, the Han envoy Zhang Qian was not there, and the long page was secretly disappointed, and Gan's father saw that he was extremely disappointed. He whispered, "My lord is in a bit of a hurry." Will be back soon. Please don't be impatient, sir. "Father Gan's wife. The Hun woman put a few vegetables on the table, milk and wine, and everyone sat on the ground. Drink freely. The long page was careful, and the corner of his eyes noticed the warm exchange between Gan's father and his wife's eyes, and the doubts in his heart became bigger and bigger, looking at Gan's father's age, he could be the woman's father, weishenme They are still so warm? Gan's father looked at his wife and sighed: "If it wasn't for her, I would have been frozen to death by the cold a long time ago!" ”

It turned out that nomadism in Gonglushui was not easy, and there were pastures of other tribes on all sides, and they could not cross the border to graze, but the pastures given to them were small and small. In fact, even if their pastures were several times larger, they could not make the Han envoys and their families live well, in the summer the Gonglu flood raged, flooding the small pastures, they had to migrate in a hurry, but for a few years they still did not have time to migrate, the cattle were washed away by the flood; after the short summer, the shorter autumn was fleeting, the long winter came, the snow covered the mountains, and the cattle and sheep starved to death even if they did not freeze to death. The Tuoba Yunhe brothers received help from time to time, and Tanbu also gave some food. But there are not many of them, Zhang Qian knows that he can only rely on himself. The two of them hunted together, while hunting for some food in order to survive, and at the same time honing themselves.

That year, the snow was very heavy, and Gan's father walked out of the tent early, and Mrs. Lingye's second child was about to be born, so Zhang Qian could only stay to take care of his wife. Gan's father stepped on waist-deep snow and walked with difficulty, and the horses, donkeys, and cows could no longer work. He wasn't going to run far, so he hunted a few birds nearby to satisfy his hunger. After walking for a long time, the sweat on his body dried up and came out, and he didn't see a single bird! In such a heavy snowfall, it was already difficult for any bird to come out, not to mention that he had been fighting for several days, so where did any bird dare to appear? He had to search for it little by little. From afar, the black marks on the snow attracted him, and the excitement and surprise filled him with liliang, and he knew that it must be the traces of some hungry beast that had come out in search of food. He alertly searched the trail of the beast, it was the footprint of a wolf, and if it hit, it would be enough for them to eat for several days. He couldn't figure out that there was only one wolf in Weishenme, but he couldn't wait, he was going to meet this lone wolf.

He searched for a long time, but he still did not find the wolf, but the wolf was missing in a wood, and he unknowingly left the tent dozens of miles away, and by this time, it was already dark. Father Gan's heart was a little panicked, and he was afraid that he would not be able to return to the tent today. The sky was overcast, and the cold wind blew through the dry woods, the branches creaked, and the snow fell on the trees, raising a cloud of snow mist. Father Gan stood still, as if he had heard something, his face changed greatly, and something was coming through the forest in the distance, and the purpose was exactly him. Without hesitation, he drew his bow, mounted his arrow, and retreated in front of a large tree in the direction from which the sound had come from, and leaned against it. An extremely violent wind blew over, rolling up the thick snow between the trees, and slammed into Gan's father with a loud shout, and the arrow in his hand stabbed straight into a large fluttering snow curtain. He didn't wait for the first arrow to come to an end, and the second and third followed. The snow fell, and a large hole was smashed in the snow in front of him, and a colorful tiger fell in front of him, only about three feet away from him. Gan's father opened his strange eyes, feeling that his body was wet, and there were still water droplets dripping down his hair. This is because he saw the opportunity early, so he was not injured by this big tiger who went out to find food. He calmed down and stepped forward to check, and all three arrows had gone into the tiger's body, one in the belly, one in the head, and one only into the front leg.

Although Gan's father killed the tiger, he was also so exhausted that he couldn't get up in the snow. Listening to the increasingly violent northwest wind, Gan's father struggled to get up, cut open the tiger's body that was still warm, and drank a few mouthfuls of blood, he knew that no matter what, he couldn't carry this tiger away. And it's a pity to leave it here. I was afraid that another beast would attack at night, and at that time, not to mention saving this tiger, even my own life would be difficult to preserve. Father Gan thought about it for a long time, but decided to give up and leave the forest as soon as possible. Dragging his tired body, step by step, he was horrified to find that he had lost his bearings, just spinning. He looked up at the sky. There were only thick clouds left in the sky. Look around, in addition to your own footprints, there are only large white snowfields left. Fear firmly grasped Father Gan's heart.

He steadied himself and sat down in the snow. Let the cold help you calm down. Father Gan, who had calmed down again, slowly inhaled with his nose, which was about to freeze. Then go down to a place. His nose had never fooled him. This time too, the mellow smell of cow dung grew stronger, and he saw a hillside. The smell of cow dung came from the other side of the hill. He struggled up the hill, and below it was a small col, in which a solitary tent remained. He gulped in the warm breath of cow dung. Then he heard the sound of fighting coming from inside the tabernacle, the cry of a woman in agony, the majestic drunken cry of a man, the childish cry of a child. It was a family, they were arguing, and Gan's father was used to such scenes, and he ran towards the tent without hesitation, and several dogs barked violently and pounced on him. Gan knocked one down and kicked one of the dogs in the stomach, but there was nothing he could do to repel their attacks. He barely held on, hoping that the presence of his master would save their dog. At this time, he heard a miserable scream, a woman's scream, and then a man's muffled snort. He thought something had happened inside. He smashed a dog's head with his fist, his bow broke the back of one dog, and the others retreated. Father Gan rushed into the tent, and an arrow came at him, almost hitting him in the shoulder, but he reached out and pulled it away. Inside, a woman stood with her hair disheveled, holding a bow in her hand, a child of three or four years old leaned timidly on the felt carpet, a person on the ground was upside down, and Gan's father could clearly see that his chest was bleeding, and he curled up in pain, desperately trying to plug the wound.

Gan's father stepped forward a few steps and pulled the man, only to see that his face had turned yellow, and his eyes had lost their brilliance, knowing that he was hopeless. He looked at the woman, who sat down and clung to the child. Gan's father didn't expect the warm tent in his mind to be like this, so he turned around and left the tent and walked back into the wind and snow. He felt his head dizzy, his body getting heavier and heavier, and he fell headlong in the snow, unable to get up.

When he awoke, he felt like he was in a tent, the familiar smell of cow dung with the heat surrounding him. When he opened his eyes, there was a woolen felt blanket under him, and he was also covered with a felt blanket, and he felt that he had no clothes on him, and he was shocked. A person's back was doing something not far away, heard his movement, turned around, looked at him and smiled shyly, and a child next to him was holding her leg. Gan's father knew that it was the woman who killed his man, and he was rescued by her. The woman approached him and whispered, "How do you feel? You're scared to death, you've been talking nonsense! I thought I wouldn't live you!" Gan's father nodded gratefully at her, although he felt that she was evil in his heart, and killed his man with his own hands, but who let her save herself.

Gan's father said, "Xiexie you." But he opened his mouth and couldn't make a sound, and only then did he feel that his mouth and throat were dry and uncomfortable. The woman seemed to know that he was uncomfortable, so she put the sheepskin bag in her hand to his mouth, opened the stopper, and a rich milky fragrance came to his nose, and Gan's father drank it unceremoniously. At this time, one dog barked, and the other dogs followed suit. Father Gan was a little impatient, and his brows furrowed. The woman chuckled, "You killed a few of my dogs, and they are screaming at the slightest movement now." Father Gan remembered the scene when he first arrived that night, remembered that he had killed one or two dogs, and nodded his head in apology. The moisturization of the milk made him speak, "Someone is coming." The woman frowned in disgust, and the child's mouth opened wide in horror and hid behind the woman's back. Gan's father didn't know what was going on, and the arrival of Weishenme made them so nervous. The woman put the child in front of his head and walked out.

The dogs barked more intensely, and it was clear that they didn't want outsiders coming. The creaking of a man stepping on the snow, the sound of a horse foaming at the mouth, Gan's father listened attentively, his eyes searched for his clothes, he quietly got up, naked and took the clothes that had been patched up in his hands. Put it on quickly. He already sensed that the other party was not good. Once he was dressed, he picked up the child and hid himself in the doorway, listening. At this time, the two of them outside had already talked, and the man's voice was smiling, with a malicious prodigal voice: "Ju'er, your man has been dead for a few years, how can you live alone." Come with me, my tabernacle is warmer, and there is a place for you in it. Yes. Hehe. ”

The woman said angrily: "Sanlang baby." I don't have to worry about you. Just take care of a few of your own women, don't let others steal their hearts!" but he ridiculed the man mercilessly.

The man was not annoyed, but still grinned: "Yes." You have come to my tabernacle. You keep them in charge for me. Your baby. I think of it as my own baby. Father Gan understood that this woman was a widow, so some people had the idea of beating her. Then the man who died was naturally not her man.

Ju'er said, "Go back quickly, aren't you afraid of your tent leaking?" Sanlangwa was a little annoyed, and scolded: "Stinky woman, don't really think that you are a fragrant thing! Isn't the drooping eyes still in your tent? Father Gan is funny, this woman is very splashy, these men already have a few women, weishenme still want to find such a spicy woman? Isn't it asking for guilt! However, after all, Ju'er saved his life, and he can't let her suffer in front of his eyes! He strode out of the tent, Ju'er was thrown to the ground by Sanlangwa, waving his hands to hit Ju'er, his arms were clamped like an iron hoop, and his bones seemed to be broken. He looked up and saw a bearded man with blue eyes, staring into his eyes. Sanlangwa was furious, and entered Ju'er's tent with drooping eyes, he could still bear it, what he couldn't stand was that a Zephan actually entered her tent. After Gan's father let go of his hand, he jumped up, drew his saber casually, and shouted: "You sassy son! "Split the head and cover the face. Gan's father didn't expect this person to use the knife without saying anything, he was angry in his heart, took a step back, handed the child to Ju'er, turned back to the front, and punched Sanlangwa's knife. Sanlangwa didn't expect him to dare to fight back, even more angry, so he moved the knife, the wind-like knife was as tight as a knife, a knife was quick to catch a knife, I hated to split Gan's father into two petals with a knife, how could he relieve the evil spirit in his heart if he didn't split it into two pieces, he wanted to unload him into eighteen pieces, and he had to eat his heart and liver, drink his brain, stuff his skin with cow dung and hang it up, so that those stinky Han people, Sao Fanzi looked, wanted to enter the fate of the Hun woman's tent!

Gan's father saw that he was crazy and let go of his attack, obviously today's things are not good, and the other party hates him so much, which he couldn't imagine. Father Gan had a trace of fear, and there was extreme anger, he was cut down like this for no reason, wouldn't he be laughed at if it was spread out. Gan's father looked at the attack of the three waves, trying to find a chance to fight back, but his body has not fully recovered, and it is unimaginable to find a path in the snow, which consumes his energy; Father Gan was surprised, what is the origin of this person, and what is the origin of this Ju'er?

Gan's father's physical strength is rapidly depleting, he feels that his breathing has been extremely difficult, Sanlangwa obviously also saw this, he did not relax at all, the knife did not leave Gan's father's left and right, Gan's father could only step back step by step, he stumbled under his feet, and fell on his back. Sanlangwa was overjoyed, caught up with a step, and slashed down, he felt a pain in his crotch, and his legs also hurt, and when he heard the terrible sound of his legs, he knelt on the ground, and the heart-rending pain immediately made his face and head covered with fine beads of sweat, he didn't understand what was wrong, how did the other party get his hand?

Gan's father kicked the opponent's knife away, and the opponent's hand may no longer be able to hold the knife. He stood up, just took a chance and deliberately fell, it was he who found that the opponent's legs had been riding for a long time, and he was a little trembling on the ground, and the lower plate was unstable, although the knife made a decent appearance, but when it came to the ground, the legs were the weakness of the three waves. If he can kill his opponent quickly, his weakness will not be his weakness, fortunately, for more than a decade, he has always killed his opponent before his opponent notices his weakness, so no one has dared to say where his weakness is. Gan's father took a fancy to his weakness, and when he fell to the ground, his legs relaxed, and he kicked three times in a row, before he landed lightly and watched the other party kneel down in pain.

The snow-capped mountains shoot tigers and birds and are frightened, and the master has miraculous abilities; the righteous man of the grassland is called Hunu, who is more loyal than Gan's father for a thousand years? (To be continued......