On the plateau in February, the ice and snow seemed to have melted a little, and the surface was still covered with large areas of light snow and ice. The mountains in the distance were covered with white heads and remained unchanged forever.
A group of knights roared past, chasing a herd of deer.
Cheng Dabeard roared wildly on his horse, bent his bow and arrow, and shot out an arrow, causing a running elk to fall to the ground.
Cheng Dashu excitedly galloped forward, jumped off the horse, threw down the struggling elk, quickly took out a knife from his waist, and inserted it into its neck.
Two Tibetan men ran over, dismounted from their horses and made a small slit under the dying deer's ear, took out a small bowl, and collected the deer's blood. Then the three of them drank it one by one.
There was nothing that Cheng Dabeard dared not eat. After staying in the highlands for a whole winter, he became almost like a savage. I heard from the Tubo people that the deer in the wilderness were a precious gift from the gods to the Tubo people.
The whole body is full of treasures, especially the Tibetan people who like to drink blood from their hair, saying that the blood under the ears of deer can strengthen their bodies.
Cheng Zhijie was very interested, and he drank a lot this winter. He really felt more energetic, without all the discomfort he felt when he first came to your place.
Needless to say, for a guy like him who is not afraid of meat and fish, he has adaptability. As time goes by, he becomes like a family with the Tubo people.
When the weather got a little warmer, he led his people out to hunt.
The life of the Tubo people was really hard. There were only a few things on the plate. The nobles and generals ate relatively well. Others were not as good as Cheng Dabeard's men during the war in Henan. They were hungry all day long.
A full meal.
Cheng Dabeard has not had much contact with the tribes in the highlands, and they are probably living in hardship. They have to pay tribute to the Tubo people, so I guess those tribes will just have to eat grass now.
Cheng Dabeard had lived through hard times before, and he swam in the tide of war in the late Sui Dynasty. He was really hard-hearted, and he would not care about the life and death of others, as long as he was happy himself.
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At this time, Cheng Dabeard wiped his beard that was stained with a lot of blood. Seeing that one of the guys drank too much from a bowl, he kicked him.
The Tibetan man who had been kicked sat down on the ground, but did not dare to say a word and just laughed stupidly.
Cheng Dabeard stared and said in his half-baked Tubo dialect: "You told me well when I came out that you would take me to catch a few fox cubs to make some clothes. Why is there no trace of them?"
The two Tubo people were Nang Nyimaben's guards and accompanied him on hunting trips. They were both very brave warriors among the Tubo people, but at this time they were unable to act fiercely in front of Cheng Dabeard.
Who made the envoys from the Tang Dynasty and their Maben almost become brothers?
"Be patient, sir. It's still so cold, and foxes are always so cunning. You have to wait until it gets dark before you can encounter them, or you have to find a cave before you can dig them out..."
Cheng Zhijie waved his hand impatiently, "It's been two or three days since I came out and I'm back. Your gods are the same. Why is it so difficult to give you something?"
Hurry up and call everyone back, let's go back to Fuqi City, damn, your grandpa will freeze to death."
The last sentence was spoken in Chinese. The two Tubo people knew that it was not a good word, but they did not dare to say anything. However, Cheng Dabeard always talked about gods from time to time, which made them very uncomfortable.
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In fact, for the Tubo people, finding a herd of deer was a big harvest. When they returned to Fuqi City, they returned with a full load and could improve the lives of the nobles.
Along the way, Cheng Zhijie was already planning when to set off south.
In one winter, he had figured out the situation facing the Tibetan people in the highlands.
The King of Tubo died, and the country of Tubo was in a state of turmoil. Nang Nyima was preparing to lead his army south to participate in the internal strife for power.
It can be said that the situation of the Tibetan "big army" in the highlands is very bad. It is extremely difficult for them to survive this winter. If nothing happens, they will not even want to go back to the south.
Cheng Dabeard is illiterate and cannot find inspiration from history, so he can only use it to uncover his own past.
In his opinion, the few troops led by Nang Nie at this time were like the lone army that went deep into Goguryeo during the expedition to Liaodong. The line behind them was cut off, and no matter how many people there were, it would be useless.
If they don't find a way out, sooner or later they will be eaten up by the tribes in the highlands, even to the bone.
He and Hou Junji had discussed it several times. He felt that Hou Junji was right, and it was time to give Nang Nie a clear path...
But Cheng Dabeard has always been hesitant, because he felt that if he went south with Nang Nie, the chance of survival for people like them would be much greater.
After all, after spending so much time together, Nang Nie treated them well. The Tubo people were a bit wild, but they were all good-natured people. They all called themselves brothers, no less than Shan Xiongxin, Qin Qiong and others.
And he is not as smart as those people, so he probably wouldn't betray Cheng Dabeard when his life was in danger.
What Li Po said back then was absolutely correct. Big Beard had a lot of evil intentions, and Cheng Big Beard, who has lived to this day, is almost a sperm.
And he doesn't think about the overall situation. His own survival is better than anything else.
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Before he arrived at Fuqi City, someone came looking for him, and Nangnyimaben asked him to go back quickly.
Cheng Zhijie immediately realized that his happy days seemed to be coming to an end, and there might be some trouble waiting for him when he returned to the city.
Outside Fuqi City, Hou Junji was already waiting for him.
When they met, she pulled him and whispered: "My good brother, how long have you been taking people out to hunt?"
Cheng Zhijie laughed and ignored the mysterious Hou Junji for now. He asked people to groom the prey and wait until they had a good meal in the evening. Then he smiled and said to Hou Junji: "What makes my dear brother so anxious? Is it the south?"
Is there any news coming from Luozhe City?"
"Brother is really good at predicting things. I heard from the Tubo people that there was complete chaos in the south, and the Tubo people were clamoring to bring troops back to quell the chaos.
Brother, what do you think we should do?"
"Don't panic, we already expected it, wait until I see Nang Nie."
"Brother needs to think carefully. There is civil strife in Tubo. Who can we see when we go to the south? And we can't let Nang Nie go back..."
As Cheng Zhijie entered the city, he listened to Hou Junji's nagging. He wished he could sew this guy's mouth shut. He had countless thoughts in his mind, but he was still a little undecided.
Finally, he patted Hou Junji on the shoulder and said with a calm smile: "How did it happen that Fan Wen came and went as an envoy to Liangzhou in the first place?
I also regret that I didn't ask carefully, is this the situation we encountered today?
Okay, dear brother, put your heart in your stomach first and just take it one step at a time. When dealing with the Tubo people, you are not as good as me..."