lying down

The cold wind is blowing and the dust is flying.

The north is cold, and the cold is bitter.There are dozens of large and small tribes distributed on this cold but vast grassland, but some tribes are too small to be called a tribe. They can only work hard to live and reproduce, maintaining their own traditions and blood.

Among them, there are [-] tribes in the front row, such as Turkic, Xueyantuo, Bayegu, Tiele, Huihe and other tribes.After the grassland wars in the past few years, the Turkic tribe of Jieli Khan is now the most powerful, subduing the nearby tribes of all sizes, and is honored as the "Great Khan".

In the Khan's big tent, leaders from various tribes sat on both sides, frowning.

"The eyes are full of desolation, and the river has bottomed out. People's tears have also been cried dry. What's wrong with this?" A leader sitting in the first row complained while patting his cross-legged thigh.

"That's right! Our tribe has slaughtered [-] sheep, otherwise the animals would all starve to death!" A gray-haired old man on the opposite side lowered his head and sighed. Drought, my heart is extremely anxious but helpless.

A middle-aged leader next to the old man said with a disdainful smile: "Brother Tuluo, your tribe is big, what is [-] sheep? Women on the grassland can give birth to babies, and ewes can give birth to lambs. Now, except for Dahan, we must count them all." You, Xue Yantuo, are having a better time! Even Er Khan can't compare to you!"

After he finished speaking, everyone nodded. A middle-aged man sitting on top of the old man smiled but said nothing.

The old man Toluo, the leader of the Xueyantuo tribe, happened to turn his head to see Er Khan's expression, turned his head and said to the man: "Look at what you said, how can I compare with Er Khan? When there are many people, it is troublesome, and most sheep are lambs. They are all sheep." Money-losing goods!"

At this time, another person on the opposite side sighed and echoed: "For now, Qibi Heli is the best! Guarding a water source, I finally saved a pasture. The cattle and sheep are all fat and strong. Look at your Cattle and sheep, it really makes everyone jealous!"

The middle-aged man above him with a face like a knife snorted coldly, and hummed half-slanted: "How much grass can be fed by that water the size of a cow's hoof? If the cow eats it, the sheep will have nothing to eat." Already!"

Everyone had their own thoughts and was about to continue to set each other up, when there was a sound of horseshoes outside the big tent, and the curtains of the big tent were not closed, everyone looked up.

I saw a middle-aged strong man wearing a gold hoop, wearing a gorgeous golden fur coat all over his body, with a scimitar inlaid with gemstones and a scabbard on his waist, flying and jumping off the horse. More than [-] riders behind him stopped suddenly and raised their hands There was a lot of dust in the sky.

The middle-aged strong man strode in, and everyone got up one after another, rubbing their chests with their right hands and bending over, saying "profuse sweat".

This person is Jieli Khan, the prairie overlord who is now dominant in the northern part of the Tang Dynasty. He did not return the salute, but walked to the short table in the middle of the big tent without looking sideways, threw the horsewhip in his hand on the short table, and waved Said: "Sit down!"

He glanced at everyone with a smile and continued: "Leaders, I invited you here today to discuss how to deal with the current drought together. I have traveled around on horseback these days. How easy it is! Especially in the pastures of the Bayegu tribe, the cattle and sheep are almost dead. And the livestock of the Xue Yantuo tribe starve to death every day, hundreds of them. It’s hard for you, but it’s hard for me!” He said while rubbing his chest. Sad, if it weren't for those cold eyes, everyone would think that he was compassionate.

"Khan, it looks like this winter is going to be hard, what can I do for Khan?" a person sitting below asked following Jieli's words.

Jieli lowered his head and did not look at the crowd. He said in a deep voice, "If you sit and wait to die, you will not be able to survive this winter. There is only one way for us to live!" The index finger raised up and swiped in front of everyone.

As soon as everyone heard this, they realized that in the current situation, many animals would die every night and every day, which meant that their own tribe would start to starve to death in the near future.

"What way?"

"Khan, tell us the way!"

Xie Li was not in a hurry to answer, and waited for everyone's voices to subside before he said: "The only way is to find Li Shimin for food and drink! Therefore, the training of soldiers must be unstoppable, and all the gold and silver that can be produced must be used to make weapons. Let our iron cavalry be called the most powerful cavalry on the grassland in the past 100 years! After the big river thaws, we will march south to the Central Plains!"

After hearing these words, the people below all had a bit of reluctance on their faces. Now that this is the time, they are still a little bit reluctant to continue throwing gold and silver manpower into the training.

"What about before the big river thawed? You can't just watch the animals die, right?" Another leader got up and asked, his tone impatient.

"At this time, we must help each other and tide over difficulties together! I will take the lead first and give up the pasture near Moon Lake to Ba Ye Gubu!" Jie Li was full of reluctance, but he took the lead generously and looked at everyone.

An old man in sixties sitting at the end got up and stroked his chest, feeling a little moved, and said anxiously: "How can this be possible! Moon Lake was left to you by Khan first, how dare I... go in without authorization Woolen cloth?"

Jieli's expression became more and more solemn, and he said, "I will not abandon the heavens. I am in charge of the position of Khan and guard the Moon Lake where the ancestors' tombs are buried. Although the first Khan has a will not to graze within fifty miles of this place, the reality is very Time, I can't watch my people starve to death. Tomorrow you will take the tribe to graze there!"

The old man, the leader of the Bayegu tribe, knelt on his knees excitedly: "Khan, on behalf of the 4 people of the Bayegu tribe, I thank you for your kindness!"

Everyone sighed, but Jieli smiled and looked at everyone and continued: "The other tribes should also help each other, the fat ones help the thin ones, the strong ones help the weak ones. How powerful is Qibi! With Shuiyuan in your hands Your loss is also minimal. Chu Luo is having a hard time, I think, let him move into your pasture, let him breathe a sigh of relief!"

When Qibi Heli heard this, he was startled, stood up and stroked his chest with one hand, but said in a dissatisfied tone, "Damn Khan, how can two tribes squeeze in that grassland?"

There was a trace of anger on Jieli's face, but those who came and went were also extremely fast, staring at Qibi Heli and said: "At this moment, why do you still divide each other?"

"This this......"

The leader of the Baye Ancient Tribe had just received the favor of the Great Khan, and when he saw Jielike's unhappy face, he glanced at Qibi Heli who was still trying to shirk, and said in a deep voice, "I said Qibi Heli, you Why is my mind so small, Khan gave up the pasture next to the ancestral mausoleum, can't you help me out?"

At this time, most of the people sitting in the tent were tribal leaders who had been brought to power by Xieli, and they all agreed.It's not that he agrees to it, and it's not that he doesn't agree.

Seeing that the time had come, Jieli got up and said, "I am Da Khan, I've said it and it's settled!"...

In a big red tent, Qibi He Li was sitting behind a short table facing Luo Luo in the place designated by Da Khan.Both of them looked dignified and the atmosphere was tense.

"Xieli's move is really insidious. He threw out the pasture of Moon Lake and put on a hypocritical appearance. In fact, he is leading to the following incident. Because of the pasture, you and my brothers are at odds!" Xue Yantuo's old man said. Luo Yu at the leader explained earnestly.

"I knew this trick a long time ago, he would definitely not let us go, but I never thought he would use this trick to kill people with a knife!" Qibi Heli nodded slightly, with a bitter smile on his face.

Luo Fuxu, an old man from Xue Yantuo's tribe, smiled: "Brother, don't worry, even if all the people from my Xue Yantuo tribe are dead, I will not take a step towards Heshuiyuan!"

Qibi Heli's eyes were touched, and he said seriously: "Brother Chuluo, you are benevolent! I am righteous! There is still a lot of forage accumulated in my tribe for the winter, I will share half of it with you, and you will send someone to fetch it. "

Chu Luo thanked him with a nod, and continued: "Now the chiefs of fifteen of the eighteen tribes have been replaced by him, and now the three strongest are his thorn in the side! Sooner or later he will If you want to pull it up, you and my brothers can only escape this catastrophe if we hug each other tightly."

"If big brother Chu Luo doesn't dislike it, I, Qibi Heli, would like to become brothers with different surnames!"

"Okay, that would be great!"

The two placed the milk wine in front of them in the middle of the short table on the left side, pulled out the dagger from their waists and slashed at their left palms.The blood gushed out in an instant, and the two held their cut palms tightly together again. The blood dripped into the two bowls of milk wine. Loudly said: "Great God of the Grassland, the two of us are willing to end up as brothers and never lose each other!"

After the two of them drank to their heart's content, Chu Luo groaned for a while and said the thought that had been buried in his heart for a long time: "I think, just you and I can't do it. It is necessary to bring in the second Khan Tuli, the position of the Great Khan It originally belonged to him, but Xian Khan deprived him of his position because of Jie Li's backlash. But after all, the tree has deep roots, and the popularity and influence among the tribes are still there!"

When Qibi Heli heard this, his face was full of contempt, and he mocked: "He? He has been a coward in everything these years. I'm afraid I can't count on him..."

"Then you have met the wrong person! He is keeping a low profile and carefully training his 3 horses every day after closing the gate of the camp. To be honest, I have seen his cavalry, and it really looks like that!" Chu Luo laughed. He then shared what he knew with Qibi Heli, and finally gave him a thumbs up.

"That's true?" Qibi Heli was delighted when he heard it, and turned to say with a bitter face: "It's just that he has always been cautious in doing things, and I'm afraid he won't be able to persuade him!"

Chu Luo shook his head: "You have to try it. I will meet him in a few days and test his tone. Let's talk about this first today, and I will leave first!"

Qibi Heli got up and called for the guard Cook to let his guard go all the way to Luodi, and he gave a few more instructions before seeing him off...

At the border of Luo, the two dismounted from their horses, and the warriors of the two races led their horses to accompany them.

"General Cook, the frontier is Chu Luo's territory, so there is no danger. Thank you for sending me all the way, please go back!" Chu Luo patted the stern-looking young man in front of him, but there was an unspeakable trouble in his heart.

Cook smiled slightly, stroked his chest and said, "Our tribal chief has something for me to pass on to you, please accept it." After speaking, he untied a long package from the horse's side pocket and slowly opened it , It turned out to be a machete inlaid with gems of various colors.

He walked up to Chu Luo and put his hands together but did not let go, explaining: "This is our chief's favorite thing on weekdays." While talking, he slowly drew out the blade.

The knife is a good knife, when the sun shines, there is a touch of coldness on the knife.

"A good knife!" Chu Luo was overjoyed. People on the grassland first liked horses, secondly liked swords, and thirdly liked women.How can he not like this thing given to him for nothing now.

Cook squinted at Chuluo, and the corner of his mouth was cold.The movement of pulling out the blade did not stop, and continued: "Our chief said that we must give you this precious sword as a gift!"

Before he could utter the last word, Cook pulled out all the scimitars fiercely, and stabbed through Chu Luo's armor with all his strength!