Yesmu rested in Kurgan for a day and set off again.

At this point, it is hundreds of miles away from Custana, so it is impossible to get information from Arslan again.

But he still set out east without hesitation.

Here, he actually captured the message of Arslan!

After walking a few miles eastward, he saw a pile of camel hair pressing under the stone!

His expression suddenly became solemn.

Continue to go east, there are dangerous swamps along the way, but you will find something that definitely belongs to some part of Arslan almost every other distance.

Sometimes it is camel hair, sometimes it is bone, and sometimes it is a small piece of fur.

In this way, after walking for ten days, he arrived at a place with dense tents and large populations.

God is pitiful. Since he came to Kustana, he has been to Kurgan at the farthest distance.

But his face seemed to be surprised at all.

What kind of tribe is stationed here? Will you like him, a camel seeker, know nothing about it?

According to time, he should have now reached the intersection of the Kazakhs and the Junggar ranch. The title of camel hunter is only more popular among the Kazakhs. I wonder if it is good for the Junggars?

When he arrived here, the second snow on the Central Siberian grassland finally fell.

This snow has obviously been brewing for a long time, and it is as big as goose feathers, falling down under the raging north wind.

Yesmu stood still.

It’s not because he is afraid that he will be taken down by the local herders when he walks forward, but he is also waiting.

This wait takes three days.

He finally took out his dry food and spent three days in the cold stream before it was frozen.

The next day, heavy snow covered the prairie with a thick layer, but this Mongolian horse could not help but slid it on the ground with its mouth a few times to find dead grass.

By the time the third day arrived, the snow had already reached one foot thick.

He could clearly feel the soil under the snow began to condense.

But he still has to wait.

Fortunately, he hid in a place that was not easy to be discovered. After three days of heavy snow, the earth was vast and one man and one horse were also shrouded under the snow. If you don't pay attention, you can't find it at all.

This is Siberia, Siberia where the long winter just began.

At dusk, when the setting sun in the west shone the snow-white earth even colder, people finally came.

It's also a man and a horse, wrapped in snow. If it weren't for a man, the white breath exhaled by the horse would not be easy to detect.

The visitor stopped after he came to Yesmu's hiding place.

The man was obviously taller than Yesmu. He wore a wide-brimmed hat, which was covered with a sheepskin hat with white hair that was tightly attached to his head. His face was covered with snowflakes, which made people look at him.

Not sure what happened.

"You're here?"

"I'm here"

"How many days have you been here?"

"Three Days"

"Very good, your graduation season has officially arrived, but that's not over yet"

“Graduation season?”

A familiar and unfamiliar word.

The man threw a lambskin bag at Yesmu.

"Open it, give you thirty minutes to remember and then destroy it"

Yesmu seems to be very familiar with this set.

He opened the small bag as he said and read it. It took less than thirty minutes, and he recorded the contents on the sheepskin in about a moment.

"Remember?"

"Remember"

The man looked around and saw that at this time there was nothing but the large snowflakes mixed with the howling north wind.

"Repost it again"

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When Yesmu finished retelling, the man nodded.

"It's very good. You are worthy of being the best selected by Da Khan himself. Okay, when you get here, you don't have to move forward. Go back with the things in your mind. Remember, don't delay the road."
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This time Yesmu did not nod immediately, "I have lived in the Tok family for a year. Although I rarely stay in the tent, after all, I have feelings. Can I go back and say hello?"

"No!", the man suddenly became stern, "Did you forget the oath that Khan made when he trained us?"

"The Camel Hunter has no feelings before formally graduating, which is our big taboo!"

Yesmu had to nod, but asked again: "How long will it take to end after this graduation season?"

"In five years, every camel hunter, including me, has this time requirement. If you want to completely end all this, you can only wait until you transfer to half-field and half-in-household office in five years"

Yesmu left, and he walked in the heavy wind and snow. Not long after, he turned into a small dot and disappeared in an instant.

This man waited until he couldn't see the little one before leaving.

He walked towards the tent group in the highlands not far away.

Halfway through, I suddenly wiped my face and muttered to myself: "In five years, I have been working for three years, and I have to last for two more years. Is this really worth it?"
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He turned his head again to see where Ye Simu was moving away. At this time, the last ray of cold sun in the west was just shining on his face.

Nolbu!

It was Nolbu of the Intelligence Division under Qitad, led by Bayar!

Two years later, Nolbu became quieter. In fact, he was only twenty-two years old at this time, but his face had a beard. Although the Mongolians had fewer beards, he was full of all his face.

"Worth it"

He turned his head and then said to himself.

As he ran towards the tent group, scenes of the past two years suddenly flashed like a revolving lantern in his mind.

After the start of last spring, the Russians finally arrived. He was also the new ambassador to Turgut, named Kishinskov, a rude Russian baron.

He brought the Queen's appointment letter.

As Qitade expected, he successfully became the new Turkut Khan.

The reason is also very simple.

Since Ayuqi Khan's death, the Khan's country has been divided into pieces. Ayuqi's children and grandchildren fought for the Khan throne. By the time Lash succeeded to the throne, the Khanate's strength was no longer as strong as before.

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So, the Russians could pinch his throat with a handful, win over his competitors, and humiliate him with the official position of "supervising".

After Lash's death, if Zerbkdoorz succeeded to the throne, his fate would not be much better than Lash.

But Qitad is different.

That was a Chechen who was able to withstand three headaches even for the Russians when he was just starting out. The Ottoman attacked and defeated him.

A man who secretly created a shocking weapon like a flintlock gun, a man who traveled thousands of miles to attack the Shiva Khanate and successfully rescued the Russian prisoner who was helpless and could not save for decades.

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A man who destroyed the Jedewuer Alliance, the largest alliance of Xiaoyuz, with only two brigades.

The Russians have both the genes of the Nordic pirates and the genes of the Mongolians, and the recognition of the strong is also in their blood. People like Qitad can only try their best to win over, but cannot humiliate them like Lash.

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Although the people of Qitad are still not enough to see in front of them, if they turn to Persia, either Ottoman side will be a huge obstacle to the Orthodox protectors.

What's more, he made considerable contributions to the empire?

So, he succeeded to the throne.

In the past two years, except for the newly formed personnel in the winter of 1750, he did not continue to increase, and his body and mind were placed on internal rest and recuperation.

Even so, his eyes have not been fixed on the local area. In his spare time, he always climbs up to the east and looks out.

Until a year ago, the Bukhara businessman brought him a message.
To be continued...