Daqian deposed the crown prince, and the emperor begged him to stop rebelling

Chapter 57 The most beautiful girl in the tribe
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a chestnut horse galloping towards them in the distance.

The horse was running very fast, like a red cloud flying towards them.

"This is my sister!"

Wu Zuo shouted with joy and galloped towards the woman on the red horse.

The two horses soon met, but the woman on the red horse suddenly waved and hit Wu Zuo's white horse, then ran towards Li Mu and the others with a mischievous laugh.

In the blink of an eye, he was close to her. He saw that the woman was dressed in white. Her long black hair was woven into a circle with grass stems and flowers. Bright red flowers dotted the hair, making her face as white as mutton-fat jade.

Her eyes were also blue like Wuzo's, but their color was deeper, like a lake embedded in the grass, clear and bright.

Her nose was tall and small, as if carved from jade, and her lips were plump and rosy, like rose petals.

Li Mu couldn't help but feel moved when he saw her.

He had thought that Wu Zuo was just bragging, but he didn't expect that his sister was really so beautiful.

When Naha got closer, his expression suddenly changed, and a hint of sadness appeared in his eyes as he looked at the corpse on the horse's back.

Wu Zuo came over and patted her shoulder:
"They all died bravely in battle, and have now been summoned into heaven by the Eternal Heaven!"

Naha nodded, but the sadness in his eyes did not disappear at all.

After a long silence, she looked up at Li Mu.

Uzo smiled and said:

"This is Brother Li Mu. Thanks to him, we were able to come back alive!"

Naha looked at Li Mu deeply, with a hint of gratitude and joy in his eyes. After jumping off the horse, he walked in front of Li Mu and placed his hands respectfully on his chest:
"Thank you, warrior from afar!"

Li Mu smiled and nodded in return, but Wu Zuo waved his hand:
"No need to go through all this complicated etiquette, just tell my father that they welcome our distinguished guests. I will use the grandest bonfire to welcome our benefactor!"

"it is good!"

Naha turned around, grabbed the saddle, jumped onto the horse swiftly, and galloped towards the camp.

After running a few steps, she turned back and looked at Li Mu.

Seeing that the other person was also looking at her, she smiled brightly, then turned around and ran towards the camp.

Wu Zuo walked up to Li Mu with a smile and patted his shoulder:

"It seems that my sister likes you too!"

"If you like her, you can't accept the lamb heart handed over by another woman!"

Li Mu was slightly stunned.

He didn't understand this custom.

At this time, Wang Bing came over and whispered:
"Captain Bai, this is the custom on the grassland. As a distinguished guest of the tribe, you can accept the wine offered by anyone, but you must never accept the lamb heart offered by a woman!"

"This means that you accept her love and are willing to go into the tent with her!"

"If you accept the lamb's heart offered by a woman, but enter the tent with another woman, it would be tantamount to humiliating her, and then her tribe will regard you as a mortal enemy!"

After hearing this, Li Mu finally understood.

As they were talking, everyone had already arrived at the White Wolf Tribe camp.

An old man with white hair and beard came up with many tribal men and women. Naha walked beside the old man and introduced Li Mu to him as soon as he saw him.

"Dad, this is Li Mu, the warrior who saved my brother and the tribe!"

The old man walked to the front and greeted Li Mu with the most respectful etiquette, saying with a smile:
"Welcome, warrior from the Qian Nation who has come from afar!" "My name is Wuliman, and I am the chief of the White Wolf Tribe. Thank you for your generosity and for saving my son and my people!"

"From today on, you are the White Wolf Tribe's most distinguished guest and most sincere friend!"

After saying that, he personally put a white Hada on Li Mu.

This is the highest etiquette on the grassland. Only the most distinguished guests will be put on the whitest Hada by the tribe leader himself.

Li Mu had lived two lives as a human being, so he was not unfamiliar with this kind of etiquette. He was just a little curious that the etiquette on their grassland was very similar to that of some tribes in his previous life.

After expressing his welcome, Wuliman asked his tribesmen to carry the bodies of their fellow tribesmen off the horses and place them on a pile of wood and cow dung.

Naha stood in front of the firewood pile, holding a cup of kumis in her hand and singing softly.

The lyrics were in the White Wolf language, which was even more difficult to understand than the barbarian language. Li Mu and the others could not understand it, but they felt that the singing was melodious and graceful, with an indescribable sadness. They thought it should be a ballad mourning members of the same tribe.

Naha's voice is clear and pleasant, like a lark on the grassland, and every word seems to touch the depths of people's hearts!
The melodious singing lingered in the sky, refusing to fade away for a long time.

Many tribesmen could not help but shed tears as they sang, and some relatives of the deceased even cried bitterly.

When she finished singing, she poured the wine in front of the woodpile with tears in her eyes.

Wuzo personally used a torch to light the pile of firewood and cremated the bodies of his tribesmen.

Wuliman raised his hands and said to the crying tribesmen:
"These men died bravely in battle. Their souls have been summoned by the Eternal Heaven and will stay in heaven from now on!"

"The living should not feel sad for them, but should feel honor and joy for them!"

"Though we are strangers to these warriors who came from afar, they have saved my son and my people. So we should not grieve all the time, but set up the grandest bonfire to welcome and thank them!"

Hearing his words, all the people of the White Wolf Tribe cheered.

Those weeping tribesmen wiped away their tears and turned around to spontaneously prepare a bonfire dinner.

The members of the White Wolf tribe had been fighting with the barbarians for many years and had suffered humiliation and slaughter, so they did not take life and death very seriously.

After the patriarch's words, even the closest relatives forced themselves to stop immersing themselves in grief.

Soon, before it was completely dark, a huge bonfire was lit in the camp.

Li Mu and others were arranged to sit in the most honorable positions beside the campfire, accompanied by Wuliman and Wuzo.

Sure enough, a white lamb was placed on the fire.

Wu Zuo peeled off the sheepskin with his own hands, spread the white sheepskin in front of Li Mu, and then roasted the lamb himself.

Sprinkle a layer of snow-white fine salt on the bright red lamb, and then sprinkle with cumin, chili and other seasonings.

As the flames burned, the aroma of roasted lamb quickly filled the camp.

The men of the White Wolf tribe came forward first with kumis to toast, and then the girls of the tribe came over.

As expected, the women of the White Wolf Tribe all had fair skin, high noses, deep eyes, and very tall figures, and almost every one of them was very pretty.

Soon, a girl from the tribe brought a roasted lamb heart!
Li Mu is not only the benefactor of their tribe, but also has an extraordinary handsome appearance.

The women on the grassland are all free and unrestrained. How can they not be moved when they see such men from Qian country!

But Li Mu had been reminded, so he accepted all the wine they offered him, but he didn't take a sip.

Finally, to the sound of cheerful music, Naha also came over holding a wooden plate.

On the plate was a roasted lamb heart, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and a glass of mellow kumis.

(End of this chapter)