The heavens begin with Hongquan

After Wanyan Kang glanced around, he memorized the useful information in his mind, stopped looking around, and followed Wanyan Honglie quietly.

At this time, Temujin and his disciples came up to him and said with a loud smile.

"Young general Temujin of the Mongolian tribe welcomes the arrival of the sixth prince of the Kingdom of Jin."

The Mongolian soldier immediately raised his saber.

Cheers of "ho, ho, ho" cheered in unison, the sound shook hundreds of miles and resounded through the sky.

Wanyan Honglie wanted to say that he was not the prince, but before he could say anything, he was drowned in the shouts of the Mongolian soldiers, so he had no choice but to give up.

I thought, forget it, these Mongolians lack education and do not understand etiquette, so what they say is in vain.

Amid the sudden cheers, Temujin was also observing the appearance of the Jin soldiers.

I couldn't help but feel awe-struck when I found that all of them had expressionless faces, neat military postures, and were as motionless as a mountain.

He thought secretly: "The armaments of the Great Jin Kingdom are indeed extraordinary."

Little did he know that these 10,000 Jin soldiers were strictly trained by Wanyan Kang, who found reliable people in the army and spent a lot of money to train them.

After so many years in the colorful world, the other golden soldiers have lost their combat effectiveness.

Wanyan Honglie said there was no need to be polite.

Then Temujin burst into laughter, brought the representatives of the Kingdom of Jin into the tent, and offered food such as horse milk wine, beef, sheep, and horse meat.

Each side has an interpreter to translate Jurchen and Mongolian languages.

After being reminded by the interpreter, Temujin also understood the problem of his title just now, and then quietly changed to "Sixth Prince".

Then, Wanyan Honglie took out the canonization imperial edict.

"According to the order of the Lord of Jin, Temujin of the Mongolian tribe is loyal, brave, benevolent, and has a strong military. Temujin is specially appointed as the envoy of the Northern Powerhouse of the Jin Kingdom. His descendants will be hereditary and he will be the northern screen vassal of the Jin Kingdom forever."

"Appreciate this!"

Temujin led the crowd and immediately knelt down to express gratitude and received the edict and gold belt from the donor.

That night the Mongols held a grand banquet to entertain the angels of heaven.

Wanyankang only ate it briefly and then stopped eating.

He is used to eating all kinds of delicacies, but these beef and mutton are too tangy and greasy for him.

Moreover, his goal at this time has not been achieved.

"Bai Feng, Mo Crow."

Huh! Huh!

Two figures suddenly appeared and bowed respectfully.

"Prince."×2

"I have received news that the Black Wind Demon has appeared in Mongolia recently. You should go to the nearby mountains to investigate and report back after confirming their whereabouts."

"Yes."×2

As soon as the words fell, the two people immediately ran away.

Wanyankang returned to the yurt and closed his eyes to rest.

…………

But said the other side.

The figures of Bai Feng and Mo Crow were like the wind passing through the dark night.

"Xiao Hei, haven't the Bronze Corpse and the Iron Corpse disappeared from the world?"

"You also said that you disappeared, not dead." Mo Crow's eyes were like cold lightning, searching for prey in the darkness, "Also, don't call me Xiao Hei again, I am older than you."

"I know, Xiao Hei."

Bai Feng responded casually.

He and Mo Ya were saved by the prince from the pile of dead people.

Dozens of boys and girls were also rescued at the same time. Later, everyone chose to work with the prince. Then, the Crown Prince taught them martial arts. He and Mo Ya were the two best in Qing Gong. They were given names by the Crown Prince and allowed to follow them closely. Unfortunately, their envy spoiled the others.

Bai Feng and Mo Ya are young but have rich experience in the world.

Through clues, in the second half of the night, they had determined the hiding place of the Black Wind Shuangsha - the nine skulls arranged in a zigzag shape were so recognizable.

"Xiao Feng'er, you wait here, I will go back and report to the Crown Prince."

Before he could finish saying the word "Prince", Mo Ya's figure had disappeared.

Don't call me Xiao Feng'er - Bai Feng didn't even have time to say this in protest.

Bai Feng curled his lips in displeasure.

Although he knew that "Feng" represented maleness, "Xiao Feng'er" really sounded like a woman's name.

Bai Feng glanced around, found a hiding place, and restrained his aura.

A black shadow galloped through the night.

Faster than a horse.

Finally before dawn, he rushed back to the prince's tent.

Looking at the sky, it was blue-gray, and the sun had not yet risen from the horizon. Mo Ya did not report directly, but waited outside the big tent.

Swish - At the moment when the sun crossed the ridge of the mountain and illuminated the universe, a sound came from the big tent almost at the same time.

"Mo Crow, come in."

"Yes."

In response, Mo Ya picked up the curtain and stepped into the big tent.

Wanyankang maintained the "auspicious lying" posture, his eyes slightly squinted without opening.

"Anyone found?"

"Found it. In the northwest, on a low mountain about seventy miles away, I found a Chinese character skull and a coffin with the corpses of two Mongolian soldiers inside. I asked Bai Feng to keep an eye on it."

"Dragon bird."

Wanyankang shouted.

"Sir."

A young man dressed in black robe and fine clothing stepped into the tent.

The young man has a majestic build, holds a Baipi sword, and has a resolute face. The only thing that is a bit strange is that there is a tattoo on his left forehead. If you look closely, it turns out to be the word "龙que".

Mo Ya moved slightly.

Every time he saw Long Que, he felt a little uncomfortable.

The murderous aura was so strong that it seemed like you could smell blood.

Long Que looked at anyone with a dead look in his eyes, even when he was facing the prince and princess, or even when he was in front of the crown prince, his mood fluctuated slightly.

"You go with Mo Crow, take the Eight Heroes of the Divine Arrow with you, and bring back the Black Winds." After thinking about it, Wan Yankang added, "I want to live."

"As ordered."

Long Que spoke calmly, then turned and left.

"lead the way."

Longque's cold voice sounded outside the big tent.

Although he didn't name him, Mo Ya knew that he was talking to him.

Shaking his head helplessly, Mo Ya bowed his hands to Wanyan Kang and then exited.

…………

It's getting brighter.

When the sun rose from the boundary between heaven and earth in the distance over the grassland, Temujin had already finished dressing up.

After he came out, the five thousand-man troops from the Mongolian army had already prepared supplies and were neatly arranged on the grassland.

He was very happy looking at the appearance of his own warriors.

But when he looked in the direction of Jin Bing, his breathing suddenly stopped and his eyes became solemn.

I saw those ten thousand golden soldiers standing upright like javelins, and their cold and solemn aura seemed to be able to tear everything apart.

At this time, the sun was just shining, and the armor of the golden soldiers shone brightly, like heavenly soldiers and generals.

Temujin was secretly envious.

Just ten thousand people are enough to roam the grassland!

He knew that the Kingdom of Jin, which dominated the north of the Central Plains, had millions of soldiers.

Wanyan Honglie finished washing up and greeted Temujin.

"Sixth Prince."

"Today, I am going to consecrate Wang Han. Please invite the envoy to go with us."

"it is good."

Temujin was very happy to hear this and agreed repeatedly.

Wang Han was the leader of the tribes on the grassland. He had many soldiers and wealth, and he was kind and generous to others. He was loved by the chiefs and nobles of each tribe. Moreover, Wang Han had sworn brothers with Temujin's father back then, and now he is his adoptive father. The relationship is not close.

Therefore, Temujin was very happy to hear that his adoptive father Wang Han had also been canonized.

"Sixth Prince, I'm going to my adoptive father's place now. I'll be gone for about seven days. I'll wait for the young general to make arrangements for the ministry."

After the arrangements were made, everyone rode on their horses.

For those who have never seen a grassland, the scenery of wind-blown grass and cows and sheep is very beautiful.

but,

Wanyankang looked at it for a few times and then closed his eyes, because there was really nothing interesting to see.

At this time, the living facilities of the grassland tribes were really primitive.

Except for force, the level of civilization is far less than that of the Central Plains.

…………(End of chapter)