"This is--"
After passing through the light gate, the war horse galloped on the starlight road similar to the network environment for a long time. Veronica originally thought she would come to a ship, but after entering the second light gate, she was surprised to find that she had come to a vast grassland!!
The boundaries of heaven and earth in this world are not so obvious. Looking around, it is vast and blue, and there are green everywhere, as green as if dyed with green dye.
Small hills rise and fall in the distance, like small waves.
At this time, a breeze came, and the green grass on the hill formed two colors, just like a storm stroking the green grass. If you look closely, some colorful wild flowers will be dotted in this green ocean, making the grassland less monotonous and boring.
Looking at the horizon, you can vaguely see the snow-white mountains, but it is as blurred as a mirage.
The blue sky is filled with free white clouds, and a dazzling sun is hanging on it, like a stagnant picture, as if you can reach out to catch the white clouds, you can hug the blue sky on tiptoe, and you can caress the sun while sitting on the white clouds...
But for some reason, the sun gave Veronica a bit strange. It seemed not a sphere, but a burning ring of fire, and the light it brought didn't seem to be that warm...
However, in such a landscape, her mood was still much more relaxed.
Chagatai Khan walked in front of him without saying a word, and Veronica could only follow him silently.
At least here, there is no harsh sounds on the battlefield, no disgusting smells, only the fragrance of flowers and birds, and endless silence. Everything that happened in Comoros seemed to be just a dream.
But Soshiyang, who was unconscious and had a face like gold paper, clearly reminded her that nothing was a dream.
But now all she could do was to gently wipe away the sweat from his forehead and the blood oozing from the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief.
Suddenly, a strange sound attracted her attention.
It was a long and unique tremolo, and then gradually rose. It was not until after a while that Veronica realized that the sound was made under the helmet of the Chagatai Khan.
The sound echoed on the grassland and complemented the desolate and majestic scenery. Even Veronica, who despises human music, had to admit that it was appropriate.
Suddenly, a loud chirping sounded into the long humai.
Then Veronica turned her head and saw a tall red horse galloping on the vast grassland, with four hooves churning and long mane flying. Her magnificent posture was like a warship that had gone through hardships across the ocean, like a sea swallow flying in the storm.
After coming to a hill, the horse raised its front hooves and whistled to the sky, and the moving horse neighed throughout the sky.
In response to this tragic neighing, a herd of colorful horses surged from all directions, and rolled over the vast grass like a tide, gathered together, roaring around Veronica.
This shocking scene made Veronica blink constantly. She, who grew up in the Ark world, walked side by side with so many primitive creatures for the first time.
But soon, she adapted to this scene and her attention returned to Soshiyang.
puff--
Suddenly, Soshiyang, who had gritted his teeth, suddenly spit out a mouthful of pus and blood, which scared Veronica to the point of being so cool and said in silence:
"Soshiyan! What's wrong with you?"
After instilling some of the power still ineffective, Veronica shouted to the Khan in front of her:
"Chagatai Khan, haven't arrived yet? Soshiyang--"
"rest assured."
Khan turned his head and interrupted her.
"It'll be here soon, he won't have any trouble."
Soon, they arrived at a riverside and a white tent appeared in front of Veronica.
The river is not wide, only seven or eight meters wide, flowing quietly on the grassland. The water is very clear, so clear that you can see the mud and sand at the bottom of the river and the dead branches and leaves.
When he arrived at the tent, Khan turned over and dismounted, then came to the dark horse, carried Soshiyang on his shoulder, turned around and walked towards the tent, and the horses returned to peace and gathered into a large group of people to eat grass quietly not far from the tent.
As soon as Veronica entered the huge circular tent, she saw a stove about one meter high in the center of the tent. There was a wooden cabinet on the east side of the stove, and a floor felt on the west side. A carved wooden table with low legs was placed on the floor felt, and a skylight was opened on the tent above the stove.
There are whips, bows, arrows, lassoes and other tools hanging on both sides of the entrance of the tent. There is also a red painted wooden cabinet on the west side. There is an incense burner in the north corner of the wooden cabinet, which is emitting a faint blue smoke.
Chagatai Khan put Soshiyang on the floor, then hung up the knife on his waist, picked up a horn pot hanging on the floor, lifted Soshiyang's upper body, tried to open his mouth, and poured some amber liquid from the pot into his mouth.
Fortunately, Soshiyang had the most basic consciousness and drank the liquid. Then Khan took out a few small bone objects with strange shapes from the wooden cabinet and placed them on Soshiyang's body. He grabbed a handful of ashes from the incense burner and wiped them on the wound he was stabbed by a dagger.
Soon, under Veronica's worried gaze, the bone objects actually jumped on their own, and the smeared wound began to seep out a foul-smelling thick green liquid. Khan immediately followed the liquid with a brass brazier.
About ten minutes later, Soshiyang's expression finally improved a little. Although it was still pale, it was at least not the terrifying dark gold color that was before.
After covering the brazier with a yellow cloth, Chagatai breathed a sigh of relief, then took off his helmet and hung it on the wall.
Veronica didn't know if she was the only spiritual race who lived to see the true appearance of the Primarch, but at least the other party was not as terrible as before. It was a face full of pride and loneliness. Her skin was like tough leather, her cheeks were thin and her brows were quite high, and her nose was slightly curled up, which made his eyes look particularly sharp, not inferior to the name of War Eagle. The three long beards on his nose and chin gave him some wisdom that was completely different from other Space Marines. His black hair was tied with a simple metal ring on his head, with a brutal atmosphere and yet capable.
"He's fine for the time being."
After saying this, the Khan of Chagatai took down a hollow and peculiar instrument, sat cross-legged on the ground and began to play a hurry and sad song.
Veronica came to Soshiyang, sat down obliquely and pressed her hand on the other party's neck, trying her best, but it still didn't work, so she was a little suspicious of Chagatai's words.
But she was not so stupid that she directly questioned a primordial body, and could only wait quietly.
Gradually, she found that the song was a bit strange, as if a man was riding a handsome horse, passing through countless soldiers, and coming to a dark palace, facing a majestic existence and telling a sad story.
With a bang, the song stopped. Veronica looked over and found that the strings were broken, so she spoke:
“What’s this song… called?”
"It's called the Lame Horse."
Khan said as he tried to resuspend the string.
“It sounds sad.”
Veronica's words made Chagatai stop what was in his hand, raised his head, and had a smile on his face.
Chapter completed!