"Why are you trying to be a hero here now? Why did you use this strength when you shot the vulture just now?"

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Thirteen held his rifle and rode over from the side. Seeing how much fun Ten Eleven fired at each roll call, he wondered why this kid wasn't so ferocious when he was shooting the Condor just now.

When the brothers came into contact with firearms, Shisan followed Xue Chongxun to Linyi, thus missing the opportunity to change his clothes. As a result, although his martial arts skills were outstanding among the Seven Tigers, his marksmanship was only average.

"Although junior brother is superb in martial arts, he doesn't know much about the principles of life. The reward that the prince casually set is clearly to show off his marksmanship. Everyone can just join in the fun. If he really steals the limelight from the prince, even if he is generous, he won't do it now.

If you care too much, you will leave a impression on the prince as a pushy person."

Eleven years old is not too old, but her smile is indeed much smoother than the upright face of thirteen: "Let the little princess go and compete with the prince for the limelight. We, the servants,

Just do your part.”

"How did you come up with so many twists and turns?"

10.3 was a little dumbfounded. It was just a matter of words. How could these people figure out so many truths?

"Elder brother is as stupid as you. He has been with the prince for a long time and he was just the head of the bodyguards. The seventh mother made up a few flattering jokes and taught him. Now he is a general in Linyi. This is a living example.

Right in front of you."

Shi 1 earnestly advised Li Shi 3: "Your Majesty will definitely achieve great things in the future. You can't sit next to your Majesty and be the head of the bodyguard while all the other brothers have become governors and generals."

"The prince treats us well and is extremely fair in his actions. It is good to be a close guard by the prince's side."

Shi3 tried very hard to keep up with his senior brother's thinking, but found that the gap between the two people's thinking was too big, so he simply gave up. Seeing that there were no more Turks standing on the battlefield, he led people to search according to the agreed plan.

The tongue is gone.

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"Your Majesty, I have found out. This Turkic team belongs to a small tribe far away in Jilu Prefecture on the North Sea. They were sent to Fengzhou by Shan Yu."

The North Sea is considered the far north for Turks. No wonder the accent that even the local guide and Lao Guo, who is familiar with Turkic language, cannot understand.

"It's thousands of miles from Beihai to Fengzhou. Why did the Turks move so many people from the north to Fengzhou? And since they were going to Fengzhou, why did they turn back here?"

Lao Guo's expression was very subtle: "The Turkic team who survived was saying that the pasture allocated to him by Chanyu in Fengzhou was very rich, so he wanted to go to the north to publicize it and call on more tribes to migrate there.

Go to Fengzhou."

“It turns out to be Mochu’s image-building project.”

Li Chongrun curled his lips, "The Turks claimed to have returned Yongfeng and Fengzhou to the imperial court, but secretly moved the people from the north to Fengzhou. If Mo Chu did not drink fake wine and burn out his brain,

, there must be no good intentions."

Hearing the scary loud noise outside, Hua'er emerged from the carriage where she had just been hiding, muttering in Turkic language, as if she was praying for something.

"The little girl didn't know the prince's methods. She thought it was the god of the grassland who sent down thunder to punish these thieves."

Lao Guo helped Li Chongrun translate a sentence with a smile.

After repeatedly confirming that the gods outside the carriage had withdrawn their supernatural powers, the little girl happily jumped down from the carriage with a feather crown held high in her hand.

The feather crown is woven with red and white ribbons, and it is filled with the sword feathers of the giant eagle.

The blade feathers are very long and very hard. They are inserted into the crown and are half a meter high.

"I have seen many strange and strange costumes, but this is the first time I have seen such a decent crown."

The little girl stubbornly insisted on giving the crown to herself and spoke very urgently. Lao Guo could only continue to translate for her.

It turns out that people on the grassland believe that the eagle is the messenger of God. Whoever shoots down the giant eagle and decorates his body with its hair can be regarded as the messenger of God in the world and can enjoy very noble treatment.

"It's hard to say whether he is a messenger from the gods, but why does this crown look like an Indian chief?"

"Brother? What are Indians? And where are they barbarians?"

As the shooter who really shot down the giant eagle, Xianhui also got a headband from Hua'er, which was decorated with two black and white feathers. At first glance, Li Chongrun felt that the wireless signal around the little girl should be very good.

Strong, because the feather is inserted like a wifi antenna.

"From here, you can go tens of thousands of miles north and pass through that extremely cold land to reach a wealthy place. It is said that some people of the Yin Shang Dynasty once arrived there and developed their own civilization. They called themselves Indians.

"

Li Chongrun is not completely lying. The Bering Strait will be frozen in winter this year. It is indeed possible to go directly from the Eurasian continent to the ice-covered Alaska.

Xianhui nodded thoughtfully, seeming to have heard something.

The two teams that cleaned the battlefield have returned, and in addition to rations, they also brought back some trophies.

Several survivors have been questioned and have been dealt with.

This place is located in the heart of the Turks. Although Li Chongrun felt that there was no need to carry out meaningless killings, everyone still felt that it was better to deal with the matter directly rather than risk revealing his whereabouts.

A small pile of miscellaneous gold and silver utensils and some undamaged swords were piled on the ground. They were not really valuable. Li Chongrun only glanced at them casually.

I was going to let the factory guards bury him in a dug grave.

Hua'er had sharp eyes and found something in a pile of debris. He casually picked up a machete that was thrown on the ground and picked it out from the pile of debris.

"The little girl said that this is the leader's token. With this thing, you can form your own tribe."

What Hua'er picked up was a broken crown. The crown was made of black cloth and decorated with a somewhat complicated gold ornament. It looked a bit like a honeysuckle pattern.

"Ask my brothers, if anyone wants to be a local king in Mobei, just take it."

Li Chongrun laughed and didn't take it seriously, but seeing the serious look on the little girl's face, he simply rewarded her.

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Who would have thought that although the little girl knew that this object represented power, she refused to accept it. When she saw Li Chongrun insisting on not wanting it, she rolled her eyes and reached out and handed it to Shi San, who had just returned with the trophy.

"The little girl is not old, but she has a lot of ideas. Even if she is qualified on her own, she is just going to be swallowed up by others on this prairie. She might as well find a reliable backer.

, at least it can ensure peace behind you."

Seeing Hua'er's behavior, Lao Guo nodded with admiration. "According to the custom on the grassland, the prince just rewarded her with this token, so that she can offer it to her husband as a dowry. The young man got it for himself for nothing.

My daughter-in-law is really lucky."

Li Chongrun was a little stunned. Are all the women on the grassland so casual?

Sure enough, seeing that Shi San had accepted the blood-stained coat of arms that she handed over, the tension between the little girl's brows and eyes quickly disappeared like the snow in spring, and she excitedly sang some songs around Shi San.

Turkic songs.

But at this moment Shisan was commanding everyone to throw the corpses of the Turks who had just been killed in the battle into the large pit that had just been dug.

This scene is somewhat darkly humorous.

"This is how it is on the grasslands. In order to survive, many women have no choice but to marry foreign tribes who have killed their fathers, brothers or husbands. It's just a rule of survival."

Lao Guo was explaining from the side.

Li Chongrun was just waiting to see Li Shisan's joke with a smile. When Lao Guo suddenly said this to him so seriously, he immediately lost his interest and let out a long sigh.

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Seeing that Hua'er had begun to take off the riding whip tied to his waist, even a slow man like Shi 31 figured out the meaning. Even he knew that Turks like to use riding whips or weapons as tokens of love.

Although Hua'er is a Turk, she is pretty good-looking, and in the past few days, Shisan's eyes on Li Chongrun for help have not been particularly firm.

However, the focus of Li Chongrun's attention at the moment is not on him. Hua'er is as old as Bao'er and the others, that is, 145 years old. From the looks of it, she is not from a Turkic noble family, but just an ordinary grassland person.

Just a little girl.

However, to be able to understand such profound things in the blink of an eye does not look like an ordinary person.

Thirty-three finally coyly took the riding whip handed over by Hua'er, and amidst the cheers and cheers of the brothers, he stretched out his hand and pulled Hua'er onto his horse.

Looking at Hua'er who was smiling on horseback, revealing two rows of white teeth, Li Chongrun felt that there seemed to be a very familiar shadow behind this smile.

"Bao'er!"

Upon hearing Li Chongrun's call, Guo'er knew that his brother had discovered his little trick.

"No harm, no harm. Really, it's quite good."

Bao'er rode his little red horse around from behind the carriage and hurriedly approached Li Chongrun to explain.

"What do you think?" Li Chongrun squinted his eyes, probably guessing what Bao'er was thinking.

"It's not my idea. The husband Hua'er likes is her own. Even if I just learned a few words of Turkic dialect, I still don't have the ability to fool that little girl into marrying me off, right?"

"Is it just that simple?" Li Chongrun glared at Bao'er.

"After all, it gives us an excuse to interfere in things on the grassland in the future, right?" Bao'er blinked her big innocent eyes: "As long as we have a token, we can form a tribe. If the Turks cause trouble in the future,

It’s easier for us to start from within, right? But I can’t do anything to disgrace my sister-in-law, so it might as well be cheaper.”

"You said you always like to do these tricks. At first you tricked Yubi into giving birth to a child, and now you tricked another girl into getting married."

"Women, after all, they still have to rely on men. It's really pitiful." Seeing that Li Chongrun didn't seem to care about his overstepping, Guo'er also felt a little more relaxed. "As long as the goal can be achieved, a woman who doesn't use her own advantages is a fool, isn't she?

What?"

"If you think so, I'm afraid His Majesty will spank you in the future."

"If it were your Majesty, I'm afraid he would have done it more thoroughly." Bao'er glanced at Alan, who was following Li Chongrun closely: "Sister-in-law Alan can't follow brother every day, right? If Hua'er hadn't fallen in love with Shi 3
To be continued...