twin moon

Chapter 163 No.20 Act Two
In the northwest of Yanluoyuan, the Yaguna River, originating from Lancang Mountain, zigzags southward on the grassland. After pouring into the grassland, it converges with streams of all sizes to form Danshui, the largest river in the north.

The east bank of the Yaguna River is rich in water and grass, and it is a rare and vast pasture.Every year after the frost falls, many herdsmen will drive their cattle and sheep to this place, hoping to put on more fat before the first snow falls, so as to resist the coming severe winter soon.

"Abba, Aba, what do you see over there?"

The long whip waving in the hand of a shepherd boy suddenly stopped in mid-air, and he pointed forward and looked at his father next to him suspiciously.The man on the horse also noticed the strangeness under the horizon, but shook his head hesitantly:

"This season, there should be no dust—"

In the south of Yanluoyuan, there is a piece of Gobi Desert that stretches for hundreds of miles. It is called Dankeli, which means "untamable sand and dust".It forms two natural barriers, one horizontal and one vertical, with the Yaguna River. Only through the oases on both sides of the valley in the Caobo area can it move eastward. isolated.

At the end of spring and the beginning of summer, the warm wind blowing from Changzhou will roll up a large amount of dust in the Dankeri Desert, as if setting off a huge khaki curtain, covering the sky and pouring into the north, and then A large number of herdsmen were driven away from the east bank of the Yaguna River.

However, in the current season, the north wind has already blown on the grassland, and the dust has not risen for a whole month and a half.At this time, this piece of flying dust in the south, but I don't know why it was born.

But soon, the father who was watching from a distance suddenly changed his face, raised his long whip and lashed the rear of his son's steed fiercely: "Go, go back and take your mother away!"

The shepherd boy still didn't understand what happened, so he reined in the horse and wanted to ask again.Unexpectedly, his father had already dropped the long pole in his hand on the spot, and instead drew out the scimitar used for self-defense at his waist!
Finally, a group of warriors on horses appeared from the rising smoke.However, what was painted on the banner in their hands was not the gray wolf and white deer familiar to the herdsmen, but the head of a spotted leopard with its fangs bared!

"What are you still doing, let's go!"

Immediately afterwards, another whip came over, and the steed under the shepherd boy shook its head vigorously, then disregarded the horse's chew that was firmly held by the child, spread its four hooves, and headed towards the patch of grass scattered on the low-lying meadow in the distance. The white tent flew away.

Every winter, all the tribes of Shodi would feed the war horses with the concentrate with grass seeds that were specially laid down.In the year when the wild highland barley grows vigorously, even the crushed grains are directly mixed into the forage.Therefore, these elite war horses grow stronger and run faster than the horses raised by ordinary herdsmen.

In the blink of an eye, thunderous horseshoes and neighing came from behind the child.He hurriedly turned his head to look, only to see that the father who was left behind had swung a knife and fought with the invading enemy army.However, the man single-handedly resisted a few times before he was cut off from his horse.

Seeing his father being submerged under the galloping iron hooves in an instant, the child couldn't help crying loudly.However, he also knew that he couldn't stop there, so he squeezed the horse's belly and continued to flee to the camp ahead...

In the open space in front of the yurt, women are gathering to wash and cook.The woman Shuodi was tough and independent. At this time, the men who had gone out to graze suddenly came back in panic from all directions, and even pulled herself up before leaving without saying a word.With hesitation, few people will obediently abandon their painstakingly managed homes.However, it was this moment of delay that completely ruined their last chance of survival.

The cavalrymen killed from the south rushed forward in an instant, blood spattered with their knives, and their heads nodded to the ground.In just a few moments, all the men who planned to make a desperate resistance were beheaded, including young children who were taller than the shoulders of horses.After being insulted by the other party, the women were either reduced to slaves, or committed suicide on the spot.

The blood-stained tents, together with the few belongings of the herdsmen, were all burned down.And the herds they raised carefully became the food supplies of the enemy army, were slaughtered on the spot, and cooked on the fire.

Wars on the grasslands are predatory, just like locusts crossing the border. Once all the resources in one place are exhausted, they will move on to the next target.As for the Muyun tribe settlements where dozens or hundreds of people gathered together, there are many more in Yanluo Plain.

On the other hand, there were tens of thousands of people in the team with the spotted leopard head flag.The vanguard in front has already started to slaughter cattle and sheep, but the team behind is still hovering at the other end of the horizon.The warriors cut off the heads of the corpses one by one, and then strung them up on the ground with sharpened wooden stakes. This is the usual threat method of the Shodi people. The heads of the dead will threaten to come to this pasture in the future. other herdsmen, let them think carefully about how they should choose if they want to survive.

However, these fierce cavalry did not notice that a small head on horseback was exposed on a small mound a few miles away from the burning tent.

It was the shepherd boy who had watched his father be killed before.The child was afraid that the wind would bring the cry to the enemy's ears, so he grabbed his mount's mane and bit his lip until the flesh was torn, and blood gushed out.

He didn't dare to stay here any longer. After dismounting and kneeling in the direction of his mother, he kicked his horse and continued galloping eastward.Because he knew that it was the place where Dahehan of Muyunbu...

Jiang Yan carried his Xiaotianmo and stood outside the tent for a whole night.The news of Muhe's alliance with Wuma and Chuoluo reached the hinterland of Yanluoyuan on the second night after he married Tuya.Right now, this Xinhan only has a mere [-] soldiers in his hands, and the burden on his shoulders is the life and death of tens of thousands of people.

A neighing sound came into Jiang Yan's ears along with the wind.It was just dawn, and the few bonfires lit in the camp were almost extinguished.In a haze, the young man raised his head, only to see a steed that came from nowhere had already broken into the camp, standing only ten steps away from him.

The young Xinhan immediately realized what had happened and ran over immediately.What I saw sitting on the horse's back was a thin and thin figure, crooked, as if he had driven the horse for a long distance.Seeing Jiang Yan coming forward, he finally couldn't hold on and fell headfirst.

Immediately, the sentry guards raised their torches and surrounded them.The people in the surrounding yurts were also alarmed, and they stuck their heads out to look around.

The soldiers who surrounded Yan immediately got out of the way, and he picked up the child and ran all the way back to the tent: "Tuya, help me save someone quickly!"

Half a day later, the child just woke up slowly.He didn't seem to know that the people standing in front of him were the princess and Xinhan from the Muyun tribe, and he immediately sat up in shock, but he didn't dare to say a word.

"Little brother, why did you come here alone?"

Tuya asked softly, holding a bowl of steaming mutton soup in her hand.She made it by herself when the child was asleep, and added some amomum, cumin, ginger and cloves, and the fragrance was overflowing.

It seemed that the child hadn't eaten for several days. As soon as he saw the meat, he immediately took the bowl, gobbled it up, and even licked all the meat foam on the rim of the bowl with his tongue.After eating, his face finally turned red, and the memories of the past few days came to his mind bit by bit:
"The enemy attacked the camp! They killed Dad, Mom, and many others! I'm afraid, big brother, big sister, I'm afraid!"

"Then can you tell your brother and sister what those bad guys look like?"

Tuya hugged the crying child, patted his back and continued to ask.The child was stunned for a moment, then his whole body tensed up and down, and he trembled like a hare, unwilling to recall the appearance of the murderer at all:

"I don't know, I don't know. I just saw a leopard head on their flag, a man-eating leopard head!"

Princess Di Ren and Jiang Yan looked at each other, and signaled him to leave first, while she planned to stay in the tent to take care of the child and go back to sleep.However, before the matter here came to an end, another loud trumpet sound came from outside the tent.

The sound of the trumpet was an early warning from the guards, and the young Xinhan immediately opened the tent and ran out.With his back to the rising sun, he saw at the end of the horizon divided into light and dark by light and shadow, dozens of herdsmen horse teams with carts and luggage emerged all over the mountains and plains.The people in the cavalry were disheveled, and there were many wounded among them.The cries and howls in their mouths gradually drifted into everyone's ears along with the wind on the grassland.

"These people are - the tribes who escaped from the southwest?!" Tuya also got out from the tent, witnessing everything in front of her, her shoulders trembling.

The black-eyed boy nodded slightly, just staring at the herdsmen who relaxed as if they had been rescued after entering the camp, but the expression on their faces became more serious:

"It seems that Muhe still launched an attack, and it was much earlier than we expected. If the child is right, the one carrying the leopard head banner should be a member of the Woma tribe. However, no matter who is burning and looting now The warriors from Woma or Chuoluo, or Muhe's Muyun tribe with the wolf flag, for these herdsmen who came here to take refuge, you and I are already deadly enemies with each other.

Princess Di Ren didn't answer the conversation, she just held her husband's hand involuntarily: "What shall we do next?"

The child who was lucky enough to escape with his life earlier reminded Jiang Yan of the memories of his childhood that he still can't bear to look back on.Feeling empathetic, he couldn't help holding tightly to Xiao Tianmo who had never left his side:

"The one who should come will always come. Let's count how many men in the clan who can hold weapons as soon as possible. For the current plan, if we don't find an opportunity to block the opponent fiercely, the enemy army will never retreat!"

However, what they will face is the alliance of the three most powerful tribes in Shuobei.Now even if all the men under his command are counted, there are only [-] people.The weapons and equipment are even more stretched, and it is impossible to have the slightest chance of winning.

"If I had known today, I should have killed Mu He, the old thief, on the wedding day!"

Jiang Yan in the tent said, and slammed his fist on the case.The oil lamp on the table was shaking from side to side, and the oil in the lamp spilled out, soaking a large piece of the sheepskin map on the table.

Princess Di Ren pressed his shoulder behind herself:

"At the beginning, we were not accused of treason by Mikhyuk. If we had killed him in advance, perhaps the situation would have become more unpredictable. Now that we can no longer confront the enemy head-on, we can only do our best to hold on."

"On the vast grassland, what dangers can we defend?"

"Here, we can take our clansmen here, to Garhai!"

Tuya suddenly picked up a wolf hair pen on the case, and heavily circled an area on the sheepskin map.Xinhan raised his head suspiciously, not understanding what the other party was planning:
"Where is this—?"

"Garhai means land without owner. It is an ancient city that has long been abandoned at the foot of Lancang Mountain. When the first Tianhehan Xu Muyan was in trouble, he accidentally discovered this place, and realized in the city. Tie Chongshan's method of casting armor and arranging formations. Therefore, in the future, he will be able to lead the cavalry from the Muyun Division to rush out of Yanluo Plain and dominate the Shuobei grassland."

"Then this ancient city was built by the ancestors of the Muyun tribe?"

"No one knows who built this city, and no one knows how many years it has stood in this bitterly cold place in the extreme north. According to legend, this place was originally a relic left by the ancestors, but Frozen by ice and snow, it was not destroyed by the years of floods just like other relics on land. Although the abandoned city there has been in disrepair for a long time, it is surrounded by mountains on three sides, easy to defend and difficult to attack. If we really can’t hold on, we can still Avoid into the deep mountains and continue to circle around."

Looking at Tuya's resolute eyes, Xinhan finally understood that this was the most beneficial and only way for them at the moment.He nodded and ordered everyone to retreat immediately.

A relieved smile appeared on Tuya's face, and she went out of the tent to appease the restless mood of the clansmen.However, watching the other party's figure go away, Jiang Yan was not in a hurry to count the weapons and manpower, but came to the stables alone, led him through life and death several times, traveled thousands of miles north from Wanzhou, and came all the way to this grassland Wu Chen came.

Today's Wu Chen has grown into a tall horse.The horse was very happy to see its owner, snorted non-stop, and rubbed Yan's hand against the bridge of its nose.

The black-eyed boy had a hint of reluctance on his face, but he just lowered his head and led his beloved horse out of the camp to a deserted wilderness.He stopped abruptly, and actually pulled the bit out of Wu Chen's mouth with his hands:
"I know, you actually like this place very much, right? From today onwards, I will no longer be your master. You can go to this grassland to your heart's content, chasing the wind and the sun. But remember one thing, Never come back!"

While talking, Jiang Yan raised his hand and rubbed vigorously on the neck of the mount, then suddenly exerted force and slapped it heavily on the buttocks.Wu Chen was so startled that he ran away with all four hooves, but he turned his head immediately, as if he understood what the master just said, he shook his head and refused to leave.

"You go! The enemy who invaded Yanluoyuan are not stragglers, let alone wolves and beasts, but the most elite Shuodi army on this grassland! I don't want you to die with me! Hurry up!"

Xinhan roared in grief and indignation, and pulled out his long knife with a "shua", and slammed it on the horse's buttocks with the spine of the knife.The horse was in pain, and then rushed out for a long distance, and when he turned around again, a few tears flowed from his eyes!

"Remember, if you dare to come back again, I will use this Xiaotianmo to welcome you!"

With a hoarse voice, Jiang Yan stood in the north wind and cried loudly.Wu Chen seemed to finally understand, turned his head away, and galloped towards the depths of the grassland with all four hooves.Only the lonely figure of the young man was left behind, getting farther and smaller behind him, and gradually turned into a dust-like fuzzy dot, which could no longer be seen.

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