The grasslands in summer are the most beautiful of the year. The endless green grass, the blue sky without a trace of clouds, and the quiet streams and rivers flowing. If there are any herders holding a long whip and shouting to herd cattle and sheep, then
It is a perfect picture. However, when the most unrestrained people used to grazing cattle and sheep on the edge of the Great Wall, they have moved a lot northward. The herders of three or five are often cautious and avoided from it.
The Great Wall is much different from the past.
The reason is very simple. Now this most plump pasture has just fought a big battle! The Khan's confidant general Tuo Huochi led his forwards to fight a beautiful victory in Xuanfu, and suddenly flew back to count.
God knows whether the wise man will come to take revenge for thousands of cattle and sheep!
"The Ming people won't come. That Duke Bao is the most bullying the weak and afraid of the strong. How dare he provoke the khan!"
Around Xinghe Ancient City, an old herder added this sentence with confidence to the young herders around him after talking about the battle situation not long ago. He was very eloquent and said it very well as if he had seen it himself, even if
Those young herders only saw him in the past few days, but he drove the dozens of sheep but could not make any fakes. In addition, people have been raising here for several days, so they naturally would not give birth to anything
Suspicion comes.
"Uncle Batu, you can say so well. If someone can recommend you, maybe the Khan will summon you to the golden tent to teach, and you will be prosperous by then. Don't forget us at that time!"
The young herder with red face coaxed together, and the others laughed and agreed. The old herder with wrinkles on his face was so old that he was squeaking and angry. He scolded everyone with annoyance, and then stood up.
He walked out with a horse whip and shouted at the mute grandson beside him, and in a short while he drove all the flocks of sheep.
Seeing that he was going north, the young herder with a blushing face just now hurriedly shouted: "Uncle, the surrounding area of Xinghe Waste City is big enough. If you want to grazing, go south, don't go north, I was still in Shacheng a few days ago
I met the soldiers of the Gorros army there... I tried to persuade him to go out and escape, so I was careful that your sheep fell into the wolf's mouth!"
The old herder stopped hearing this, turned around and asked in surprise: "The grassland of the Gorros tribe should be further east, why are they here?" As soon as he finished speaking, he patted his head and smiled
"Ah, look at my memory, the Khan issued a conscript order, so the warriors from all departments gathered together. Besides, the team led by the Huo Chi Nuoyan, of course, the people from the Gorros's troops are indispensable! But this Gorros
The people from the ministry are really weird. Why are they stationed in the sand city for nothing?
"The one there is Agula, the butler of Noyan, who is said to be watching his master's spoils this time!"
Several young herdsmen laughed, and some agreed... Two or three talked about the tidy soldiers in Shacheng, and their words were envious. Although the whole people in Menggu were soldiers... the Khan conscripted this time
The warriors of various tribes. Those who belong to small tribes but are not outstanding can't stand the edge. They can only watch the spoils of gold, silver, cattle, sheep, slaves, etc. are divided up. When the old herders drove the sheep and staggered south
Let's go... And the young mute grandson waved his whip loudly. Seeing that it was getting late, the others also stood up one after another and dispersed for a while. The side of Xinghe, which was still lively just now, was quiet immediately.
After coming down, no one noticed that a few black shadows quietly rushed out from several places in the abandoned city and covered them up.
The old herder and the young man walked away and then both stopped. The young mute stopped and turned around and looked back... He always smiled shyly... He suddenly spoke and vomited, as if he was the most honest person.
What came out was Chinese with a straightforward and concise word: "From this situation... we should have followed."
At this moment, the old herder couldn't help but tremble. When he opened his mouth, he was not the fluent meng language before, but the real Chinese language: "Master Qian, they are just ordinary herders..."
"I would rather kill a thousand people by mistake than let one go, otherwise what would happen if the news was leaked? Besides, isn't there a saying? If I'm not a race, my heart will be different." Qian Ning held his hands and said this.
The old herder was silent, and he grinned and let out his white teeth, "But don't worry, although you are a mixed-race man, since I dare to let you be a guide, I will certainly believe you.
If you can make sure, besides the fifty taels of cash that I gave you first, you will also be rewarded with 500 taels!"
The old herder was a householder who lived in Wanquan Youwei City for a long time. His mother was a Han Chinese and was once accused by the men of six years. When she was released, she had such a boy like him. She had a hard time at first. But he was speaking
Fluent, I remembered the journey in the grassland when I was a child. Not only did I follow the caravan to the north to handle goods as a guide at the age of sixteen, I have been hiding like this for many years, and it is no problem to talk. This time I pretended to be a man and went out to grazing at the same time to find out the news.
He had refused to agree no matter what, but he couldn't resist Qian Ning's threat of using his grandson and being able to take out a lot of money, so he could only reluctantly do so.
However, he was really scared of such a cruel master. When the sky gradually became dark, Qian Ning forced him to drive the flock back to the previous few days of shelter.
The abandoned city. He reached the ground with a whip and was trembling, but found that there were many flocks of sheep inside, and more than a dozen black shadows emerged from the other side.
“All done?”
"Report to Mr. Qian, they are all done cleanly!"
The one who followed Qian Ning was not the vanguard soldiers he had chosen before, but the people he had come to Wanquan You Acropolis after he went around. Most of them were military surplus, but there were also several civilian households, and even some
The only thing that is the same for the black households who don’t even have a household registration is that they are bold and ruthless. At this moment, a scar on his face made a throat slit, and then said with a smile: “Fortunately, Mr. Qian is thoughtful,
Don’t go anywhere else, wait here first, and let us learn a few tricks to drive the sheep with Lao Chaihuo, otherwise such a large group would not be able to get it back. Even if it was a sheep, half a tael of silver..."
Scar face, and there was an unconcealable greed on his face. At this time, the old herder called Lao Chaihuo glanced at the abandoned city and found that the sheep that the young herders had driven had gathered here before.
There are at least seven or eight hundred people who come to him. Although he tells himself that he is a guide, not those men and herdsmen, those who kill people without blood will never attack him, he still feels palpitations
.
"No prospect, what is a sheep and half a tael of silver... You know, my elder said, a Tartar's head is thirty taels! And if you behead the fifth level, you can change to an officer to come to Dangdang and leave a piece of money and food for your descendants.
.” Qian Ning said nonsensely, seeing that everyone's eyes were red, he waved his hand and said... "Anyway, look longer, my eyes are behind me, and my adult is behind me is the emperor. This time I will do the matter
OK, what are the benefits?”
If it weren't for the sake of hard work, why did he keep the good luck of Wanquan Right Acropolis, but he would risk his new Kaikou Fort to inquire north? Although this was a violation of Xu Xun's military order, as long as he had achieved something...
That adult will never blame him!
"Master Qian, that's right, but there are too many things to rush to Shacheng. Besides, there are many cattle and sheep in each tribe that will be marked......" Lao Chaihuo
At this moment, the momentum of talking in front of the young herdsmen was gone... At this point, he immediately choked when he was glanced at Qian Ning.
"Old Chaihuo said, go and see what you remember from the sheep. If there is, then take it back, as we took it back from the north. I got the news before and I will go to Wanquan Right Acropolis to find it
xing, you go to Zhangjiakou Fort and get some of the sheep and moisten them there... Those heads just now may be used as beheading!"
Hearing the loud promise from up and down, Lao Chaihuo's face suddenly became even longer.
The grassland in summer was very early, and early in the morning... Everyone parted ways. Lao Chaihuo and Qian Ning set out north again, while half of the others left behind to hide and the abandoned city to prepare for the response, and most of them drove the sheep back.
Let's go, one is to search for Xu Xun to send messages, and the other is to avoid meeting those missing herders who come to find the missing herders. Along the way, Qian Ning found that the old Chaihuo was a lot more bored, but he ignored it.
He was thinking about what to do when he arrived in the sand city. However, just when he could see the ruins from afar, he suddenly heard a shout from all directions, followed by a dozen people. After the leader came up, he was beautiful.
He threw a whip flower, then shouted, "Where are you from? Whose family is this sheep?"
Lao Chaihuo was shocked by this sudden encounter. After a long time, he suddenly realized it. He took a deep breath and stammered a string of meng words: "Dignity, I wish you a lifetime.
Bless you and all the warriors, I am Batu of Yongshebuwanhu."
The leader of the meng, Bater, saw that the old man who was fluent in his old sayings, was less suspicious. He looked at the flock of sheep with at least two or three hundred. Although he wanted to ask for it, he was not without any worries.
Although this war certainly plundered countless cattle and sheep, half of them were returned to the Khan's golden tent and the Khan's sons. They didn't get much, and the cattle and sheep had been brought back. There were more than a thousand cattle and sheep here.
The Han slaves who came were preparing to take them back on their way back, while their leader Tuhuo Chi Nuoyan was leading the elite troops to prepare for the next attack.
Since the Great Khan Batu Mengke unified the tribes and established 60,000 households, the one who led each 10,000 households changed from the original lords of the tribes to the biological son of the Great Khan. After the Yisima of Yongxibuwanhu died of defeat
, the tenth son of the Khan, Ebugunxi Qingtaiji. This Taiji is the second to last among the many sons of the Khan. He usually has a very strong temper, even if their adults get rid of their fire and redness.
Nuoyan was deeply trusted by the Khan, but he couldn't afford to offend this master.
However, the man was thinking about staying with others, but he would not let them go. There were more than a dozen riders galloping over there. The leader was Agu, the butler who stayed behind this time.