Martial Sage

In mid-December, the temperature dropped sharply, and two heavy snowfalls had already occurred in the northwest.

The intermittently falling snow covered the ground with a thick layer.

The boots of animal skin and fluffy stepped on, spread over the ankle, and drowned half of the calf, Ge Shuhan stepped closer to the middle army's tooth tent.

It has been a year since he fled to the Western Turks. The rescuers failed to be relocated. The remnant tribes of the Eastern Turks have already returned to the Tang Dynasty. He can only stay in the Western Turks forever.

As a recognized warrior on the grassland, there is no dignity in this foreign land.

In a year or so, the soldiers under his command had not been expanded, but the brave soldiers started herding sheep and feeding cows in order to survive.

Ge Shuhan thought about reviving the East Turks, but he was alone, even the Western Regions Datang Garrison could not pass the defense line, let alone regain lost ground.

But among the Western Turks, there is no wolfishness of the Eastern Turks, and the headed Western Turks are inferior to Jieli Khan in terms of vision and strategy.

For a while, Ge Shuhan also thought about returning to Datang, but Life in the grassland has a wolf in his heart, a wolf who is not willing to give up easily.

He wanted to fight hard and get a chance to fight against the iron cavalry of Datang with this group of Western Turks.

Even if there is only a glimmer of hope, hold on to it.

One foot is deep and the other is shallow, stepping on the snow and creaking, Ge Shuhan breathed heavily and looked towards the tooth tent not far away.

Did a piece of white snow cover the dome fall, revealing a gray wolf head totem, not as mighty and domineering as the golden thread embroidery of the golden tent?

"Hey! After all, it's not the East Turkic that has been entrenched in the grassland for a hundred years."

The sigh in my heart can only be heard by myself.

It was getting closer, and there was a violent cry from the tooth tent.

"Food! We need a lot of food to resist the severe winter!"

"The grain that the merchants in the grassland brought back from Datang, where is enough for us to survive the cold winter! If you wait any longer, people will die!"

After a moment of silence, a slightly quiet voice followed.

"Datang's agricultural tool innovation, logically speaking, the grain has already been full of warehouses, why this Datang checkpoint has been reluctant to release the big grain transporters? Obviously, it has taken precautions and has taken action against us."

"Today's severe winter is ahead of schedule, which is bad news for our grassland!"

"The cows and sheep that were too late to circle, frozen to death on the mountain tops, some pony cubs did not produce a stick of incense, and their souls returned to the earth, and they were indifferent. Where can we survive next year?"

As soon as the voice fell, the harsh sound like a knife slashing through the glass echoed.

"Well said!"

"We Turkic soldiers are also human! Why can his Datang soldiers invade the grasslands, take our cattle and sheep, move our horses, and slaughter our people?"

"Why should we be subject to food, swallow this bad breath, and surrender to them?"

Standing in front of the tooth tent, listening to the noisy discussion in the tent, a light flashed in Ge Shuhan's eyes.

how?

Are you going to fight?

Are you finally going to use force against Datang?

The silent mind seemed to be throbbing at this moment, and the agitation that had been in the dust for a long time slowly awakened.

Lifting the curtain open, Ge Shuhan strode into the big tent, with the intermittent quarrel, he clenched his right hand on his chest and bowed respectfully.

"Dear Tianxiang Khan, the inventory of the horses, cattle and sheep is complete."

"Almost half of the deaths and injuries, many of the horses have already frozen their kicks and cannot go on the battlefield."

As soon as the voice fell, the rough man kicked his brazier and stood up suddenly.

"How did your subordinates feed the horses!"

"So many deaths and injuries! What should the soldiers of the tribesmen eat and drink? Next year, what will be raised?"

The scattered firewood touched the icy ground, and snorted and smoked. The red hot coal also gradually lost the brightness of the reason and turned dark red.

The person wearing the beast boots kicked the scattered charcoal together, glanced at the sound in the hall, and his eyes became cold.

"Tianxiang Khan, this person is not from our Western Turks, but now he can't even raise cattle, sheep and horses. What's the use?"

"In my opinion, eating and drinking for nothing for more than a year, actually is not taking them away from them and expelling them from the camp."

"Life or death is determined by the eternal life."

The rejection of the Western Turks had long been familiar to Ge Shuhan, but it was the first time he heard of such vicious thoughts, such weather, expulsion from the camp.

The ice and snow are all over, the land of the Western Regions is full of barren mountains, and in the white world, there is absolutely no living thing under your eyes.

Being kicked out of the account at this time, there is no doubt that he is seeking his own way.

Thinking of this, Ge Shuhan gritted his teeth, and suddenly sparks of resentment in his heart.

The head of the tent, Tianxiang Khan, narrowed his eyes, looked at the motionless figure in the hall, and pulled down his face.

"Brother Shuhan, cattle and sheep are the basis for the survival of the prairie people."

"The land of the Western Turks is full of lofty mountains and not many oasis, and cattle and sheep are even more treasured."

"Although it is cold, you can hardly escape the blame for such a big loss. How do you make up for it?"

For a moment, Ge Shuhan seemed to burst out completely.

Once upon a time, he was also a powerful figure on the grassland, respected by his tribe, and appreciated by the Khan.

Has there ever been a situation where everyone was pointed out?

The clenched fist slowly tightened, and the full of anger and grievance swelled in his chest.

But now, he can only swallow this bitterness and chew it to pieces. The feeling of being sent to others is uncomfortable! But helpless.

Taking a quiet breath, Ge Shuhan suppressed his anger, cupped hands said.

"Tianxiang Khan, how many severe winters, our tribe has been rushing for a living, and we are all reminding us of the food."

"In terms of green space, we are not as fertile as the East Turks, and in terms of region, we are not as vast and fertile as the Datang Plain!"

"Why is Datang able to conquer the northern border and take away our grassland? But here we can only exchange cattle and sheep for food in a humble way?"

Ge Shuhan raised his head, a look of determination flashed in his eyes.

"I would like to be a pioneer in the Tang Dynasty and enter the Central Plains, so that our grassland tribes will never be troubled by food forever!"

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