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Episode 455

The sky is like a sky, covering the four fields. The endless grasslands spread infinitely into the distance under the blue sky. The big white clouds fluttered on the blue sky. It looked so pure and so close to the ground. It seemed that as long as there was a twenty-thirty-foot-high soil slope, climbing up, you could touch the white snow-like cloud.

Clouds cast deep or shallow shadows on the grasslands, making the green shades of the grasslands variable. Flocks of cattle and sheep scattered on the grassland. Yang Ling never thought that the solemn and solemn Nadam was actually held in such an unrestrained wilderness.

No one was going to divide the area, partition the competition area, the herdsmen wandering freely on the grassland, only those big lords and lords demarcated some special areas, set up a white tabernacle, hung colorful flags, sat Enjoy the milk tofu, milk skin and horse milk in the cool and casual tabernacle on all sides.

Yang Ling and others also have their own tabernacle, considering that many people have mixed eyes for safety. Yang Ling also dressed up. He changed into a Chinese costume that walked outside the plug. Two lips and eight characters were glued on his lips. He suddenly matured into five or six years old and became a majestic, stable, middle-aged person .

The appearance is still so handsome, but calm and more stable. Yang Ling at this time. Both handsome and refined, but also has the taste of a mature man, such looks look amazing Qi Chengyun.

The Red Lady also stood a tent outside the two arrows in front of them. For safety, they did not make any contact after arriving here. They were far away from each other, and even the other person's figure in the tabernacle could not be clearly seen, but Cui Yinger knew Yang Ling was there, and suddenly he settled down.

In fact, these days when Yang Ling is not around. Cui Yinger fought and fought in battle, not inferior to the man, but somehow, when he saw him, he couldn't help but feel dependent. In fact, Cheng Qiyun is not the case. She appreciates Yang Ling's mature appearance, not because of the sense of dependence that her daughter's family has from the bottom of her heart.

Every time the Nadam meeting is held, herdsmen within a few hundred miles will come. This time, the queen of Duyan's three guards recruited her son-in-law, which attracted the heroes of the Quartet. Since the Nadam meeting was not limited to nationalities, even the Jianzhou Jurchen and Hercynian Jurchens also came with heroes who wanted to take a chance.

A living Buddha who was invited from afar led the lamas to burn incense and light lamps on the high platform in front of Queen Duoyan's tent, chanting the Buddha, praying to the gods for blessing, and eliminating disasters. The whole ceremony was very long. But all the herdsmen and soldiers were respectful and awe-inspiring. The grassland became quiet, and the high platform was topped with a flag on the ground. Under the unrestrained wind on the grassland, it made a hunting sound.

The commander was also invited to sit in the Queen's tent. Although his position was not equal to that of Emperor Qinfeng, the emperor of Ming Dynasty, he represented the heaven and the kingdom, and was sent by the master of the commander-in-chief of the slaves. So he sat with Taining Wei Aguda and Fu Yuwei Baiyin. The following are the main generals of each party in turn.

"Agudam, I heard that your nephew Buhe is also going to participate in the contest?" Bai Yin held her knees with both hands. Asked with a smile.

"Yeah! Yin Qi grew up when I watched it. It's a good girl and the queen of our three guards. Only our greatest hero on the grassland is worthy of her. Buhe is our Taining Weiqi, The first player in wrestling, hehehe, Sukhbaru may not win him. "

Baiyin smiled faintly and said, "The heroes did not say it, they spelled it out by their own ability. If Buhe can win Sukhbalu, I will offer him sincere blessings!"

"Ha ha ha ha, then I'm here to thank you first", like a lion, with white hair, Aguda wood plucked his beard and honestly accepted his blessing, Bai Yin choked, and then smiled coldly , Turned around.

The commander sat aside, looking at the two's open battles in his eyes. He turned his head unknowingly, slurped up the milk tea, and looked around.

The long ceremony ended. The herdsmen and tribal warriors surrounding the high platform prayed kneelingly on the ground and prayed silently. The tribal leaders also ended their conversations, holding hands together one by one, silently chanting something, estimate It is some words of blessing.

The living Buddha came down from the high platform, and the big red shackled lamas held up a long drum horn. In the deafening horn, he was led by Yin Qi into the camp and led by various leaders. Hada and ghee tea.

Immediately, Yin Qi stepped on the high platform with her short sword. That sword was a gift she exchanged with Cui Ying'er. This sword was suitable for women to use, and it was extremely sharp, so she became Yin Qi's personal sword.

Although Yin Qi's voice was clear, he actually heard only people near the high platform, but the so-called Naadam convention routine herdsmen are familiar to everyone. What everyone is most concerned about is that the queen will choose her son-in-law at the Naadam conference. Qi personally confirmed that the herdsmen came quickly, and cheers were heard everywhere at the beginning of the game.

The Nadam meeting began with a few crisp whistle sounds.

The first event is horse racing. The Mongols are a people living on horseback, and equestrianism is a survival and fighting skill most valued by them. Just as the Han people want to take the eight exams and enter the imperial examination, a man who is good at tame horses, horse racing, archery, and wrestling is the hero on the grassland.

Yang Ling thought that the so-called horse racing was a group of people riding on a horse. Someone slammed out at a command, ran to a predetermined location and then circled back. The first person to arrive was the first one. Unexpectedly, there are three races in horse racing, horse racing and horse racing. Each qualified person can participate in the second competition.

The living Buddha and the big lamas had a morning in the festival, and there was only one horse race in the afternoon. Yang Ling, who was standing outside and watching with enthusiasm, only saw thousands of people riding horses and sitting on the grassland. Scattering is generally slow, and it is really boring. It happened to be lack of sleep yesterday. There was no risk in this game. He yawned. He went back to sleep in the account.

Outside, the participating herders are still marching carefully. They are of all nationalities and all ages. They are all dressed in their most gorgeous and clean robes, tied with colored belts, wrapped in colorful scarves, and riding. The scrubbed horses with clean, shiny hair walked dexterously among the small obstacles set in advance.

No registration is required. There is no conference team here to accept the registration. As long as you take your horse to the starting point, it will be considered as a contestant. There is no referee. All pastors are referees. If anyone controls the horses not robustly and flexibly, and touches the small flags and small fences on the ground, then no one needs to point out that the contestants will withdraw from the race. They are in awe of strength. Also respect strength, no one dared to continue with bravery ...

Cheng Qiyun saw Yang Ling repaying the account, so he followed him in, gently thumped his thighs, and chatted with him softly, until he fell asleep on the wolf skin mattress, and gently covered him A robe instructed people to put down the small window coverings that felt like pierced ears. Only then did he return to the huge umbrella in front of the account alone.

Cheng Qiyun sat comfortably on a large chair with a giant umbrella blocking the sunlight. She still wore a white silk scarf on her face, revealing only a pair of beautiful eyes that charmed sentient beings. Not only to block the sun, but also the wind and dust, Cheng Qiyun loves her delicate skin very much, even under the full moon like a full buttocks. The cushions are moderately soft and hard. Very comfortable.

Stretching out his hand, someone immediately grabbed a cup of Longjing before the rain. Cheng Qiyun took the tea with a smile, took a sip gently, and looked at the knights who were gradually approaching.

She saw Cui Ying'er, Feng Lei and Jing Fo'er on the left and right, and she could see that there were many people under Cui Ying'er's subordinates because the knights had protected the three of them intentionally or unconsciously Prevent others from intentionally approaching and crowding their horses to foul.

If this competition is just to win an honor, maybe no one will cheat, but if the bounty of the competition is a beautiful flower, and the honor of a huge ethnic group, a prince, then it is not Someone will be stingy about conspiracy.

The juniors of the big families all took a large number of followers to participate. Their mission is to destroy the steady progress of other horses as much as possible. open. So this seemingly tedious game is still very nervous for the people on the field. With more than 1,000 participants, the road has just gone halfway, and the rest is less than half ...

A man dressed as an ordinary shepherd hurried to the camp and seemed to be drinking water. For the guests who are not hostile, the customs on the grassland should be dedicated to entertaining them. It is no exception to this field. Someone has passed a cowhide water bag, and the person will drink water on the lips, and then wipe the lips with the sleeves. At that time, he whispered to Cheng Qiyun: "Ai Shen, the host of Bansheng City, did not participate in Nadam, he took some people to go to the places where the tribes stayed at Duoyan City and the resident outside the city, saying that they were buying fur and other things, but I haven't seen him make a few businesses. "

Duoyan City is usually not fortified. This time, because all the important figures of the three guards are gathered in Duoyan City, strict security was implemented. Now that the leader of the three guards has arrived at the grassland, Duoyan City has revoked the guards, allowing the tribes to enter and leave freely.

Cheng Qiyun nodded her head elegantly, as if she was applauding the knights' kung fu, but the lips of the tulle moved from time to time. From time to time, the touching lips of the cherry lips were pasted by a soft white gauze: "Let us be careful I do n’t care about the rest of the way, just stare at Ai Shen, and get me back whenever I have a chance. "

"Yes! But the people under him seem to be not weak. Most of the places where he appears are more lively. It is not easy to catch him."

"You have your own way! Aishan must get it back without any damage. The people under his care are alive and dead. If anyone sees it, no matter what kind of person he is, even if he is a Ming Ming officer, kill!"

White yarn flicked lightly. It seemed that he was shocked by the killing character, and the man in the shepherd's dress looked awkward and said aloud: "Yes! The subordinates must try their best to complete the task!"

He returned the cowhide water bag to the person standing by the side of the account, bent over him as a gift, and turned away in a hurry.

Cheng Qiyun lifted the white gauze, put the cup to her lips but stopped again. Those clear beautiful eyes glanced away at the huge queen felt.

The horse racers are walking slowly. It's like a traveler walking in a row. Looking through the gaps in their figures, the Khan-sized giant tent just stood with dozens of javelins standing straight like a knife guard, and neither the queen nor the three guards showed up.

Cheng Qiyun ’s lips evoked an intriguing smile: "It seems there is no good show today. Every cicada is trying hard to be a praying mantis, but there are only ten days in the competition period. Live out first. "

She suddenly covered her lips and yawned. Yesterday she slept later than the adult, and she was a little tired. But when she thought of what was about to happen, she was excited.

Sometimes doing something evil is actually quite enjoyable, but under Yang Ling's restraint, she has been reformed for a long time. This time is rare ... Of course you have to play a big one! Her eyes lit up.

A young knight turned his head unfortunately, saw Cheng Qiyun lazily snuggling in the chair under the umbrella, saw the graceful figure that could not be concealed by the huge Mongolian robes, and her morning star-like eyes. In a disappointment, his horseshoe stepped on a small flag, and the knight threw his head annoyedly, flicking the horse sideways.

Cheng Qiyun smiled, and his eyes turned into two rounds of the moon, and the glamourous eyes caught two knights who turned around unfortunately, and they also lost their qualifications for the competition ...

The whole person is really a very fun thing. Cheng Qiyun is like a mischievous child, and the pair of scissors cut their eyes, and then aimed at the next knight ...

The third day is the day of horse racing. After the horse race and the horse race, there are only more than 200 players left. Among them, the actual number of participants is less than 20, and the rest are their assistants. The host creates favorable conditions in the game. Thus the assistant who won the first prize.

In the group of Cui Ying'er, she and Feng Lei and Jing Fo'er broke into the final level of the equestrian competition. Their superb riding in the first two competitions has attracted the attention of various tribes. And their public identity: from the Taka tribe in the Nanghe River Basin, has caused many people to speculate.

The Taka tribe was originally under Boyan's jurisdiction, and after the Warrior captured the Nanghe River, he became a warrior. Now there has become a white army. The Taka tribe has lost contact with various tribes, and no one knows where they are.

According to their own statement, after the White Army broke into the Yananhe grassland, the entire tribe moved eastward and fled to the area of ​​Daxinganling. Now they are a free tribe. They are no longer affiliated with Boyan or Dajian. They came here to participate in the competition, in order to integrate into Duyan Sanwei.

The tribes on the grassland are constantly changing lords and choosing the strongest to follow. It is not a shameful thing, nor will they be discriminated against by others. Such a powerful tribe against which the strong contend, this is a good thing that makes the herdsmen of Duoyan Sanwei proud. Then they showed the corrective fitness hand, naturally inevitably won by the tribes of various tribes who marry the queen.

Cui Ying'er combed the horse's mane and was preparing for the match. In this game, her chances of winning are the largest among Feng Lei's three, because she is the lightest, which is very important for saving horsepower in a 70-mile race.

The horse is a good horse. The tribes of the tribes entered the finals. Everyone's horse is a strong horse with a strong footing. Their horses are all selected from thousands of choices, and the best horses are selected, and they started to hang horses every day twenty days ago, using horse piles to hang horses up high every day, limiting the amount of forage and drinking water every day. time. After that, the horse was hung high on the horse pile to make the horse fall and the body became lighter.

A noble lady of Fu Yuwei, wearing the most luxurious clothing and jewelry, carrying a sacrificial milk bucket, walked to the starting point. The knights who whispered and talked lightly and immediately sighed solemnly, and took up the horse reins one after another. Horses are not equipped with saddles, and knights are not wearing boots and socks. They were all dressed in brightly colored robes with red ribbons on their heads.

There was silence on the grassland, and everyone's eyes were on the lady. The lady who was over fifty walked in front of the knights, dipped in a little holy horse milk, and offered to the heaven and earth. Raise your voice. A loud and loud horn sounded.

"Boom". If more than a hundred knights were ordered, they immediately flew on their horses and landed steadily on the smooth horsebacks, raising their whips and scrambling. Like the tide, the horses splashed into the green prairie.

"Woo ~ oooo ~~" The horns croaked. The herdsmen of various tribes shouted and cheered, stunned the wilderness, and the best singer in Duoyanwei sang a bright tribute in Mongolian: "It flew by the roadside, people were too late to watch it. It's like a flying bird out of a cage again, with its mane rotating like a grass with the wind, and its coat color is like a halo that shoots on the water ... ".

The singing hadn't finished, the more than one hundred knights had disappeared at the end of the grassland, Yang Ling was worriedly standing by the tabernacle, looking into the distance. The sky is green and blue, endless and boundless. The breeze is like a gentle hand brushing through the endless wild grass. In the sound of the rusty ground, the green waves are coming and going, and there is no shadow of people at all.

All that was left in my ears was the lingering, endless singing that made people look at this vast world. Listen to this high-pitched song. I couldn't help but shift my heart to the distance that was invisible to the naked eye ...

The people on the grassland are aggressive. Perhaps it is also related to this environment. The vast expanse of grasslands gives most grassland people a broad-minded and heroic style, creating a desire to explore the end of the grassland. This exploration drove them to flow continuously into the distance. If it is a personal action, this behavior is exploration, if it is a powerful tribe, it is aggression!

When Hong Niangzi, Buhe, Sukhbalu and others were riding like arrows on the grassland, far away, in Helin, where the three forces of Tatar, Wara, and Hongniang bordered, there were A Wa'ao tribe grazing leisurely on the grassland.

The Orkhon River, which originated in the southern foothills of the Hangai Mountains, passes here, then turns to the north and merges with the Selenga River to inject Lake Baikal, so the water plants here are exceptionally rich. This season is when the rain is abundant and the river is abundant. Just a few days ago, there was a heavy rain. The flood washed down the bridge on the river. The tribe, originally stationed in Hexi, had to stay in Hedong temporarily.

However, they were originally wandering around. Even if the bridge was destroyed, they could walk south and return to their tribe along the river. The reason why they did not go this way is because the south is close to the Tatar sphere of influence and is used as a war A tribe, the two sides are now struggling, they do not want to take this risk, so they are stationed by the river.

The bridge will be repaired soon. The bridges here are built every year. They are all very simple bridges. They will be washed down in the event of floods. It will not take much trouble to rebuild them in the coming year. The weather at the moment is very good. In the warm sunshine, the sheep flocks like white clouds, flowing gently among the green grass and green hills. The white clouds in the sky should also be calm, and slowly glide through the blue sky like blue and clear lake.

Amu Gulang asked some weak and old people to graze sheep under the mountain. He took a hundred people to climb the hillside to cut down the wood, preparing to build a wooden bridge. The sharp iron axe clanged loudly, the snow white sawdust flew across, and the nose was filled with the fresh fragrance of wood.

In the last axe, the tall and straight green pine shook, and then, under the push of several herdsmen, it slowly fell down the mountain. The clear water reflected the falling shadow of the pine tree. When the shadow disappeared on the water, the trees and trees made a loud noise, and the canopy fell to the ground, bouncing violently. Amu Gulang grinned broadly, clutching the smooth wooden handle of the axe, ready to greet people to cut off the canopy and transport the giant wood to the river.

At this moment, he heard some sounds faintly, Amu Gulang immediately stopped the jokes of the tribe, narrowed his eyes and looked into the distance. The river is winding. There are both valley grasslands and rugged but not high mountains along the river, but this has formed a large and small undulating terrain, which can not be seen from a distance.

After waiting for a moment, he saw a white cloud coming from the mountain pass, the war horse galloping, the cape fluttering, and the whole lean team was like a sharp knife. Cut through the green grass waves and slash fiercely towards the laid-back herdsmen and sheep.

"Gosh! It's the White Army, they actually killed here!" Amu Gulang exclaimed, raised his sharp axe, and exclaimed: "Quick! The White Army is coming, go down the mountain, save our people Come up! "

After a short period of consternation, the herdsmen reacted and fired their swords and guns. Shouted and rushed down the mountain.

The frightened flock of sheep fleeed by the floating clouds scattered by the wind. The shepherds were born warriors. They had raised their swords and guns and greeted the white army who rushed over. These sheep are their food this winter and all their property. If they are lost, then their final outcome will still be starvation or death, or they will become slaves. This is to fight for survival.

however. Even if they have been prepared for a long time, it is impossible to fight against such a powerful force, not to mention hasty battles and very few warriors. The white-clad army is non-stop, hesitating for a moment, like a tiger entering the flock, wildly invading the herdsmen.

The shepherd dog barked and screamed angrily at the behemoth riding on the horse, driven by the owner, and the horse was too strong to rush forward. A sharp spear pointed at it, with a puff, pierced its belly without hesitation, and then dragged the gun forward, the hook dragged the dog body a few feet away, when a shepherd raised it The knife, when Zema galloped over, the gun was already raised. With thick blood. Treat him like a dog and pierce the ground.

The name of the white horse thief in Mingzhengguan is well-deserved. Wherever they passed, they turned their horses over, and there were people who howled and planted under the horses horribly. The horse thieves were very easy to deal with this herdsmen's tribe whose power was severely dispersed.

A young child raised his tassel with red eyes. After another three years, maybe two years, he may be able to grow into a qualified soldier, but now his arms are still too immature. The white army leader, one The big-faced man with big beard and leopard eyes opened his spear and opened the spear in his hand. He pulled out the horse handle with red silk handle behind his shoulder, a beautiful dive and slashed, the wagging child was too late to scream, just Split into two halves by the whole person, the residual body fell to the grass, and the scarlet blood sprayed into the air.

Amu Gulang cursed angrily, his eyes crimson. The child is his nephew, the only male in his family. He quickened his pace, and even farther away, he threw a sharp axe in his hand, and the axe flew a round aperture in the air, with a buzzing roar, and severely split on the head of a white soldier.

The corpse crashed to the ground, Amu Gulang grabbed a few steps, just to pick up his saber, **** his horse, another white army rushed over, his face covered only a pair of murderous big In the eye, a sharp spear spun like a poisonous snake, pierced through Amu Gulang's abdomen, he screamed and fell down on the grass.

Afterwards, the shepherd rushed down the mountain to rescue him. The knight immediately raised the bridle, and between the long guns, the two shepherds showed blood holes in their chests, and blood spilled. They fell to the ground in a fight. Pressed on Amu Gulang. The masked white man was short in stature, and suddenly lifted the white soldier who was hacked to death. He lay on the horse and drove away.

A tiled shepherd screamed and planted a horse while covering her chest. The blood in her fingers was very good. The white army's charge was perfect. The shepherds under the mountain had basically solved it. Their horses were drawn in a beautiful arc, and then they ran again. come back. Seeing that the general past had gone, the herdsmen gave up the sheep they depended on for survival and began to run up the hill in tears.

The white army behind did not have a horse to chase up the mountain. They began to ride archery and used the shepherds as living targets. The arrows were so accurate that they nailed the herdsmen to the ground one by one, and less than ten shepherds fled into the jungle. Pcs.

The White Army began to gather the team, their casualties were minimal, they spurred the horses under the watch of the Wa's herdsmen, and then drove the cattle and sheep, and walked out of the mountain pass. , With a pair of fire-breathing eyes, staring at the group of robbers who were even more brutal than them.

After walking for more than a dozen miles, a man pulled off the face mask. This is a Chinese, with a flattering smile on his face, said: "Master Tara, your man is too brave, the warrior is simply Unbearable. "

"Hahaha", the big man with leopard eyes and thick beard laughed, and he also pulled off the face towel. He was a commander under Boyan Mengke. Tara laughed: "Thanks to you, if it is not for you to provide us with information, we still don't know that there is a Wagra who is blocked by the river and cannot return to the camp."

"Yes, yeah, our boards are all under the refuge of Khan's brave and fearless warriors like you, and they deserve to serve Khan. Uh ... I don't know how many of these cattle and sheep we can get?"

Tara laughed: "We have to rush to the upper reaches of the big river to see if we can find other Wa'ao tribes. These cattle and sheep cannot be brought back. If you want, you can give them all."

The man was overjoyed, but then said with embarrassment: "Thank you Lord Tara for his generosity, but ... we only followed a total of more than a dozen people. It was really inconvenient to take care of such a large group of cattle and sheep." .

After frowning for a moment, he smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, the river is soaring, people over there won't come over to find their clan so quickly. Since General Tara still has to go back to the source, to look for the **** Valar, even more No one will chase here. Thank you, Lord Tara, our city lord will be overjoyed by your generosity. "

"Brother Dar, will General Tara give us all the cattle and sheep?" Another man pulled down his face towel and said to him in surprise.

"Yes! Look at the flock, and don't delay Master Tara's journey." Brother Daliang ordered it, and smiled at Tara again: "Then ... we'll rush back. General Tara triumphantly. After returning, we must visit our Bansheng City. Our city host has just brought in some fresh girls, including the beautiful women from the Western Region, the girls from Jiangnan, and the gentle and considerate Dongying women ... ".

Tara laughed: "Well, I will definitely try something fresh, and you should go on the road!"

"Good! Thank you Master Tara! Brothers, catch the sheep, we ...".

"Poof!" With a dull sharp edge, Da Liang turned his head in amazement and looked at Tara. Tara didn't care about pumping a **** saber, smiled at him slightly, and smiled intimately like a brother, and then the blade rolled up with a buzzing wind: "Kill!"

Da Liang's head flew up into the air with a torrent of blood rain, the Tatars suddenly started, they seemed to have received the order long ago, the Pan Sheng Han who was caught off guard was almost too late to resist, and they were all beheaded. .

"Quick! Bury them, bury them a little bit, and the Wagra Hound will smell them." Tara smiled and said, "The witness and material evidence are complete. When the Wa'alans found these Han Chinese in white robe, we can drink milk wine and watch them play a two tiger fight for us. It ’s fun, hahahaha ... ".