Volume Two, The Lake of Winter, Chapter 31: Big Black and Little Snow (1)
Volume 2: Winter Lake Chapter 31 Dahei and Xiaoxue (Part 1)
The wilderness in winter is still cold even if there are mountains to protect the wind and hot springs flowing. However, the negotiations between the Royal Court and the Central Plains countries have been going on for several days and have entered the hottest stage.
The team of temple cavalry escorted all the nobles because Princess Shanyu liked flowers and plants very much, but due to the wilderness climate, she could never cultivate them. Therefore, she sincerely asked the temple to let Lu Chenjia, the nymphomaniac, come to the royal court for a while.
Ask for advice in person.
This matter has nothing to do with the negotiations, but it happened to be when the negotiations reached a deadlock at the beginning. Just like the food and grass sent by the girls from the River Country, it was a subsidiary emotional exchange.
Neither the barbarians Zuozhang Wangting nor the Central Plains countries wanted to continue the war. The invasion and plundering in the previous months and the subsequent conflicts and fighting were all caused by the return of the barren people to the south. The former was a matter of resources, while the latter was
It's a matter of attitude. The so-called negotiation is just an endless haggling between the two sides on the scale of troop deployment and the supply of food, grass and baggage.
Facing the hundreds of thousands of barren people who will reappear in the world after a thousand years, it is reasonable for both sides to join forces to resist, but who should be in charge of this matter, and who should send more troops?
The desert people are born warriors. In the bloody battle in the North in the early spring, the prairie cavalry suffered heavy casualties, once again proving this almost forgotten conclusion. If you want to prevent the desert people from going south or even drive them back to the extremely cold north,
There is bound to be a huge and extremely painful price to pay, so who is willing to let his army rush to the front?
Regarding this matter, both the temple and the Tang Empire have shown a very tough attitude. The army is pressing on the Yanbei border fortress, and the younger generation of practitioners from various sects have come out. The strength of the Zuozhang Royal Court on the grassland is already at odds with the
Huang Ren suffered serious losses in the war. Faced with this situation, Shan Yu didn't have much confidence even if he wanted to show his toughness.
The negotiation is to see who has a stiffer cervical vertebra and who has more confidence. Once one party lowers his head due to lack of confidence, the negotiation will naturally go much smoother. The first time Ning Que and the Mochiyuan disciples arrived at the royal court
Two days later, the two parties finally reached a consensus.
Before the second wave of fat grass grows at the turn of next spring and summer, Zuozhang Wangting will send all its main forces north to attack the Huangren tribe. As for the Central Plains, they only agreed to send a cavalry team of about 6,000 people, but promised to give Zuozhang King
The most generous financial assistance from the imperial court, and agreed to provide most of the food, grass and ordnance needed by Zuozhang imperial court.
The news of the successful negotiation was blown by the winter wind and spread across the grassland at the fastest speed. Warm cheers or low curses rang out in the cloud-like tents. The Wangting tribe began to prepare strong drinks and delicious food. In addition,
In addition, it was decided to convene an impromptu Gemumu Conference.
Gemumu is a barbaric word, meaning a happy gathering. It is held during the grandest festivals on the grassland. The royal court temporarily decided to hold the Gemumu conference. Firstly, it celebrated the success of the peace talks, and secondly, it also took this opportunity.
, allowing the people of the Wangting tribe to communicate more with people from the Central Plains countries in order to harmonize their feelings and dilute their hatred. As for whether this intention can be realized in the end, no one knows.
The piano was tinkling, the horns were playing, and all kinds of colorful flags were flying in the wind. People from all over the field gathered on the grassland, which seemed extremely lively, especially the open area outside the trial riding shooting area, which was even more densely surrounded.
People wearing leather jackets or cotton-padded jackets did not hold their shoulders like brothers, but still stood together with their companions, each with his own camp, but this did not prevent them from cheering together when they saw the wonderful riding performance at the Gemumu Conference.
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At the end of the sheep-catching competition, the winning rider received a generous reward, which made the following archery competition even more exciting.
An archer from the royal court successfully defeated his opponent with his superb archery skills. The red arrows on the target seemed to overlap, making the crowd cheer loudly.
Ning Que and the Dahe girls stopped in the crowd to watch.
No one in the temple paid attention to the arrival of the Mochiyuan disciples. They had nothing to do and simply went out of the tent to watch the excitement. Mo Shanshan stayed in the tent to write as usual. Everyone was used to it and did not try to dissuade them.
Tmall Girl looked at the royal archer who was being shown off on his shoulders by a man from the same tribe. She snorted with disdain, tugged on Ning Que's sleeve next to her, and said, "Senior brother, why don't you participate in the competition? Regardless of riding skills or
In terms of archery skills, these people are far worse than you, how about you go up and win back all the rewards?"
Ning Que glanced at her and said with a smile, "Of course it's not good."
Facing this little girl, he always felt that he was seeing Sangsang when he was a child, so his expression and words naturally showed some intimacy.
"Those who dare to take action at the Gemumu Conference are all the most amazing hunters on the grassland. The archer from the Yan Kingdom before was also very powerful. Even if I participate in the competition, how can I definitely win?"
This is the truth. No matter in the wilderness or the Central Plains, there are many unknown strong men hiding in the hidden dragons and crouching tigers. There is no reason to win. This is also a lie. If Ruoning lacks all his strength, whether it is the previous sheep-catching competition or this time
In the archery competition, no one in the field could beat him.
Tmall Girl looked at him and sighed helplessly: "Senior brother, you are good at everything, but you are too modest."
Ning Que couldn't help but laugh, thinking that no matter Mo Shanshan or Tmall Girl, they would always praise him directly and sincerely in various ways. If he stayed with these pure-hearted girls from the River Country for a long time, he would
I really worry that one day I will float up to the sky.
He rubbed her head lovingly and said, "When you grow up, you will understand that if you always want to be in the spotlight, there will always be times when your back is blown away by the strong wind."
The folk customs of Dahe were deeply influenced by the Tang Dynasty. They were stoic, concise and longed for victory. They attached great importance to honor and regarded it as life. Naturally, they had to fight for it with all their strength. Therefore, Tmall Girl did not understand why he said this. Her bright eyes were full of doubts.
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In addition to various competitions and entertainment at the Gemumu Conference, the Wangting Tribe also provided a lot of delicious food for the people attending the conference. Tmall Girl's mind was attracted by the fragrant roasted leg of lamb, and she instantly forgot her previous doubts and drank.
Hua and other girls from the River Country were also lured by exotic delicacies they had never seen before, such as milk tea, and gradually dispersed into the crowd.
When the peace was concluded, it was the carnival season. At this time, the Royal Court Grassland was undoubtedly the safest place in the world. Ning Que glanced at the girl from the River Kingdom who looked curious and eager to try in front of various food stalls, and smiled.
, not too worried.
A grassland in the distance suddenly became more lively, noisy cheers and cheers came one after another, and the winter clouds in the sky seemed to be about to be shaken away by the heat wave.
Tmall Girl was holding the big roasted leg of lamb, her bright eyes wide open, looking at the place curiously, but because of the crowd, she couldn't see what was going on inside.
"The horse racing should have started."
Ning Que took the roasted leg of lamb that she could barely hold in her little hands, took out the handkerchief in his arms and handed it to her, gesturing for her to wipe off the oil stains from the corners of her lips, and continued: "People in the wilderness make a living as nomads.
They are good at riding and shooting, and horses are extremely important to them, so horse racing is the most important event at the Gemumu Conference."
Tmall Girl said excitedly: "Brother, I want to go see it."
Ning Que held a greasy leg of lamb in one hand and held Tmall Girl's little hand in the other as he walked towards the outside of the crowd.
He did not lead her to the edge of the horse racing pasture, but to a gentle slope outside the tent. The grass on the slope had turned yellow early and was lying sparsely on the ground waiting for next spring. Although the wind was stronger, the view was excellent and she could see
You can clearly see the horse racing scene on the pasture.
Because there were people from the Central Plains participating in the Gemumu Conference this time, the royal court paid special attention to it, especially horse racing, which they were best at. The tribe actually vacated hundreds of tents specifically for this purpose, and circled a huge area in the pasture.
land.
Horse racing is based on speed, which is simple, direct and exciting. At this time, the competition has begun. More than ten majestic horses are running on the grassland. The horses' hooves are like rain, kicking up gravel and dust. If you have good eyesight, you should
You can see the trembling muscles under the shiny skin of the horse when it exerts force.
The edge of the free large grassland was surrounded by fences, which was the track. Ning Que stood on the gentle slope and looked down. After a brief glance, he calculated that he had already run a third of the way.
More than ten horses have gradually been separated into two groups according to their strength. There are three horses in the front who are leading the way. Based on the costumes of the knights on the horses, it can be roughly judged that the first three horses belong to the Royal Court Temple and the
Tang Jun.
Especially the horse under the Temple Knight is all white, with powerful hooves. When running at full speed, it leaves white afterimages, like a snowstorm.
Ning Que was different from most soldiers. He had never been a horse lover, but after spending many years in Weicheng, a frontier fortress, he naturally knew horses. He looked at the snow-white horse and couldn't help but exclaimed: "This horse is not bad.
If paired with a good rider, it's probably only a little worse than that idiot."
When he said this, his right hand was still holding the greasy leg of lamb straight, which made him look a little funny.
Tmall Girl was holding a knife that she had just bought from a herdsman, and was trying to cut off a perfect piece of meat in front of the lamb leg. After hearing this, she said a little unhappy: "How can Dahei be such a fool again? By the way,
Come back, senior brother, if you let it carry such a heavy load every day and don't find good food for it, you will still bully it even if it becomes stupid."
The big black guy the little girl mentioned angrily is naturally the big black horse.
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In order to facilitate the nobles to watch the game, the enclosed pasture for horse racing was specially set up in front of the royal tent. A group of nobles stood in front of the tent watching the intense horse racing, smiling and talking.
In the corner of the gorgeous royal tent, Princess Shanyu looked at the quiet orchid girl beside her and said with a smile: "Princess Chenjia, it seems that this horse will not embarrass you."
The snow-white horse leading the way in the wilderness at this time was the mount given to the girl by Princess Shanyu last night. Today, it was ridden by a temple cavalry in the battle, and its performance was indeed extraordinary.
The girl smiled slightly and responded: "Thank you, Princess, for the generous gift."
The princess looked at the girl's elegant face, thinking about her story, and her smile became gentler: "If it is an ordinary mortal horse that is unattainable, how can it be worthy of a nymphomaniac like you who is not in troubled times? By the way, you want to give it a name
What kind of name?"
The girl looked at the snow-white horse galloping in the field, and felt a little happy in her heart. She also thought that the person did not like complicated descriptions. After thinking for a moment, she said softly: "Just call me Xiaoxue."