"Ho-ho--"

The sun was scorching, and Abdul Qinfu comforted the horse under his crotch. He didn't need to participate in the horse riding competition, but he didn't want to be regarded as a horse-raising slave who was just a lucky horse, so he chose a wild horse that had just been tamed.

"This Abdul Qinfu is a little energetic!"

On the high platform, Gao Jin looked at Abdul Qinfu who was going to participate in the competition and couldn't help but say to Hu Yanping on the side. In addition to wrestling, horse riding and archery, many people under his command also participated in the three competitions of wrestling and horse riding and archery.

"It's a good thing to be motivated. Isn't the high man also looking at how many talents can be produced among these Tartars!"

Hu Yanping smiled and said, since five days ago, there was news from Gubei Village that he had found his wife and children. After he had arrived at Hekou Fort, this man like an iron tower looked less bitter and revenge than before, but he was a little gentler.

During the chat, the competition began. With the whistle and whistle towards the sky, nearly a hundred riders rode their horses out in an instant. Gao Jin also looked at the horse running wildly along the track. The herdsmen participating in the horse riding competition were far less than those who participated in the wrestling. Although every household on the grassland had horses, even the most humble slaves could ride horses, it was hard to find a good horse.

In those large tribes, good horses were naturally occupied by those noble species. In those small tribes, capable herders could naturally tame good horses from the wild horses. So although the horse riding competition was divided into different levels at the beginning, the more than ten riders running in the front bit each other very hard.

Seeing Yang Dayan who fell behind when the fight began, Gao Jin couldn't help laughing. After knocking down the python, Yang Dayan picked up a good horse, but the racing horse was comparing speed. His body was bigger than those herders, and he could win it before he saw the ghost.

The track with a circumference of about five miles was almost over, and it quickly ran for most of the time. At this time, only five riders were left in front and biting each other tightly. Gao Jin was a little surprised. A Guang actually occupied the second place, and the first place was Abdul Qinfu, but he was only more than half a position faster.

However, these more than half of the body still didn't catch up until the end, and finally Abdul Qinfu got the first place in this group. When Abdul Qinfu crossed the line and stopped, cheers rang around. Although many young herders thought Abdul Qinfu was just lucky enough, they were applauding and celebrating his victory now.

After five consecutive rounds of competition, the morning passed, and the hundreds of riders who participated in the finals were decided. Yang Dayan, who was eliminated, cursed and thought the game was too boring.

"Big-eyed thief, you must not do that in the archery competition..."

"roll."

"Second brother."

Yang Dayan and Wang Dou, who were about to fight, saw Gao Jin coming and said seriously. When Gao Jin saw the two of them, they immediately looked like they were wearing each other's arms and brothers, and they couldn't help but curse, "Big Yan, you are going to get married when you go back, and you don't have a good face yet."

"Adou, why are you laughing at? You are not much better than Big Eyes."

"I think you are very idle, have a job left to you?"

"Second brother, you said!"

Yang Dayan and Wang Dou were both shocked. They knew that what the second brother said was mostly war.

"Old Lu just sent someone to send back the news. There are about a hundred cavalry and Tartars in the east of the east. You can't see the way. You lead your troops to see what's going on. Remember that if you don't have the confidence to protect the opponent's entire annihilation, you will not be allowed to start a war without authorization. If you dare to make trouble for me, I will ask you to take care of the baggage team next."

Gao Jin ordered Yang Dayan and Wang Dou that Chen Sheng and Zhang Jian would select soldiers to train them into an army. Zhang Chonggu was sent by him to Gubei Village, and the rest of them also had their own missions.

"Don't worry, second brother, we know the importance."

Wang Dousu said, and Yang Dayan also restrained his eyes. Both of them had fought several battles and knew that the war could not be neglected and sloppy.

"Go, and remember to work with Lao Rudo. If you can confirm that the other party is from the Mengshikeli team and the Shake Department, you will beat me hard, the more you beat the better."

Although Gao Jin wanted Wang Dou and Yang Dayan to act steadily, if they were sure that the other party was an enemy, they would naturally be arrested and beaten to death. Although the Mengshikeli tribe and the Shake tribe were the so-called majority, the population of the two tribes was probably just over 10,000.

What Gao Jin lacks at the moment is the time to integrate those small tribes, and he does not want to fight a war of attrition with the Mengshikeli tribe and the Shake tribe. What he wants is to take down these two tribes in one go, and then occupy the areas where most of the territories are connected into one, leaving the python golden tribe as a buffer between them and the naturalized city.

Gao Jin felt that this would be considered to be a firm foothold on the grassland, and he had some weight in his words, but he was not sure how Tumote would view the Shuofang tribe he established. Although he could give him another name that had no such obvious meaning, he just wanted to do this. Hetao was originally the hometown of China, and at least he could use war to support the war. He didn't believe that those Dataiji and Nuoyan, who had their own ulterior motives, could really join forces without any grudges.

...

Hou San was a little stunned amid the sound of the gurgling water. On the wide raft, his men were all looking at the scenery on both sides of the Kuye River in silence, not daring to disturb his shopkeeper.

After a long time, Hou San sighed and looked at the winding river ahead. He thought that the master would always make a fortune when he went to Guihua City. But who would have thought that the master would make a lot of money again? At present, there were countless cattle, sheep and animals in Gubei Village, Fanji Store, Kou An Diao Mazi, and the two Shanxi merchants who traveled to Shanxi can earn a lot of difference from it.

But before the money they had been heated up, they all turned into the purchased supplies. Hou San was not worried about anything, but suddenly Zhang Chonggu came back on a raft and said that he was ordered by the master to take fifty smart and smart guys to the grassland.

That guy Zhang Chonggu didn't explain it to him clearly. He didn't understand it until he got on the road. The master actually gathered more than ten thousand Tartars, lay Shuofang, and was the vassal of the capital, and made a great career.

Hou San was both surprised and happy. Since he was raped by the Tartars, he suffered a lot. Over the years, he saw the court injustice. He, the juren who almost became a Jinshi in the Chinese court, had long been completely disappointed with the Ming Dynasty. Otherwise, he would not have been buried in the Sihai Warehouse and was a drunken accountant.

Zhang Chonggu was restless. Hou San knew for a long time that when he met the master, he would be the dragon to get water. This guy was afraid that the more troops the master recruited, the better. However, the martial artists under the master didn’t know how much food and supplies the master needed to do this, and was it so simple to build a city on the grassland?

Thinking of the mess he had to face when he arrived at the place later, Hou San felt his head hurt. Zhang Chonggu was so tragic that he stopped taking a raft after leaving Gubei Village, but went to the shore to ride a horse, asking him to scold him for venting his anger.

The sun was scorching, and the afternoon sun became more and more vicious. Hou San was still a little dizzy when he came down from the raft, but the cheers from the distance still made him a little stunned. It was because he had just arrived on the raft, and the yurts on both sides were endless, and there was no limit to the sight.

After barely resting in the camp for a while, Hou Sancai took his men to the stadium of the Nadalmud Conference. The master was a good person who could make money. The rewards sent by the Nadalmud Conference were not small money. Fortunately, this time I exchanged for a thousand good horses, plus those slow horses, cattle, sheep and animals, which could not be obtained by doing business alone.

Hou San, who was thinking about it, soon arrived at the high platform in the stadium with a tall character. It turned out that the horse riding competition had already decided, and in the end, Chen Guang won the championship. Abdul Qinfu won the second place, but the herdsmen no longer felt that Abdul Qinfu was a lucky horse-raising slave.

Looking at the crowds around him that seemed to be lively as if they were having a holiday, Hou San couldn't help but be infected by the cheerful atmosphere. To be honest, if he hadn't been in a hurry to meet the master, I would have been dragged to me by those rosy Mongolian girls on the way just now and talked about the boy's crazy. I remember when he was caught on the grassland, he had... not mentioned the past!

"Mr. Hou is here."

Seeing Hou San, Gao Jin greeted enthusiastically, he would not worry about the war, but it was not so easy to build the Shuofang tribe. Although he had a clue, he lacked people. In addition to Hou San, he also sent people back to Hekou Fort and transferred Sha Dediao and Qin Zhong over. It was estimated that it was time to set off.

"Master, here is really...it really looks so prosperous!"

Looking at the lively scene inside and outside the stadium, Hou San couldn't help but sigh that such a scene was something he had never seen before. He fell into the grassland, and even the Nadam Conference of the Tumot tribe had such a look. The Mongols have paid attention to blood since Genghis Khan. In the early years, when Dayan Khan unified the grassland and rebuilt 60,000 households, the heroes among the lower herders on the grassland had a way out, and could be appreciated by their bravery and become nobles.

But since Altan Khan went, Mongolia has been in a dilemma, and it is a brother-in-law like a brother-in-law, Mo Xiao, and the so-called Nadam Conference is a game for a group of noble seeds. Where can the children of herders who are regarded as low-class people stand up?

The Master’s Damu Conference can be regarded as the only talent on the grassland!

When Hou San thought about this, he felt the same as Zhang Chonggu, and he felt that the master was in the world. Otherwise, why would he gather the heroes in the Tartars in the name of Shuofang? He just didn't know how the master would deal with himself in the future?

"Prosperity means prosperity, but if its momentum is not long, what's the use!"

Gao Jin sighed that the Shuofang tribe wanted to gain a foothold on the grassland, which could not be maintained by a few victories. These herdsmen regarded him as the lord and did not care whether he was a Mongolian or not. That was because he now brought them visible and tangible benefits, but if these herdsmen were not full or not warm one day, they would definitely shake their ambitions.

"Master, what are you going to do?"

Hou San never regarded his master as a martial artist. He had met countless officials in Datong Town in his early years. Putting aside the so-called official power scheme, he had never seen such a place of governance that is better than his master.

"Mr. Hou, please choose to record it."

Gao Jin called someone to write a poem and asked Hou San to record it, "Shuofang County will be divided into two parts. After the Nadam Conference, there will be 1,500 soldiers in Jianshuofang, divided into fifteen hundred households, and I will directly lead it. The remaining herdsmen will have ten households in each ten households, and each household will elect them themselves. The ten households will be in charge of production. The plan will be made at the end of the year. If the ten households are not satisfied, they can be elected again..."

Hou San frowned and pondered while recording. It was a good thing for the military and civilians to be divided into two parts, but this one had ten households, but no more than a hundred households. The master asked them to take care of these ten households directly. No wonder he asked him to bring fifty friends over, I'm afraid they can't go back to Gubei Village.

"Mr. Hou, as for the settings in our mansion, let's think about it carefully tonight."
Chapter completed!