Great Wei Nengchen

Everyone agreed that no matter what the result is, all the caravans will gather here after 20 days and go back to the Central Plains together; everyone's fate is unpredictable, but Xiao Yi is very sure that when they come back to gather, the number of people in the caravan There must be much less than now, such is the fate of businessmen!

189. Chapter 189 Poor little lamb

Xiao Yi and his party also separated from the Zhen family's caravan. Although 'Mr. Zhen' has repeatedly said that he can take care of the business, even if you give him a few cars of belongings, there is no problem, but the two still separated, with different purposes. People can't get together, caravans are after profits, and Xiao Yi's purpose is to find out the truth of the Xiongnu.

If you want to maximize profits, you should go to the richest tribe on the grassland, because there are large herds of cattle, sheep, and horses; if you want to find out the reality of an opponent, you should go to the poorest place, because only There to see the truth!

He heartily bid farewell to the tearful 'Mr. Zhen', and patted the head of Xiao Zhu who was crying more sadly than his master. After exchanging words of respect, Xiao Yi and the others drove the poor two trucks onto the road that belonged to him. It is always sad to say goodbye to an old friend during one's own journey, but there is one person in the small caravan who is extremely happy, and that is Zhao Yanran. In her opinion, as soon as the neither male nor female 'Mr. There is no one to compete with her anymore, so she still worries that Xiao Yi will not bow down under her riding boots, Zhao Yanran is very confident in her appearance.

This wild and beautiful female horse thief is sitting on the top of the truck, singing a grassland love song excitedly... "Ah! Poor little lamb, don't covet the beautiful flowers in the distance, please look down carefully, The grass nearby is as fragrant as the grass, and there is a small yurt where the lights shine, and there is a beautiful girl there, and the warmest chest..."

I don't know what other people's reactions will be, but Xiao Yi, the 'poor little lamb', has a black line on his face at this moment. What this song is implying to him is that Zhao Yanran has her own little tent to sleep in. Did she allow herself to spend the night in a small tent like a lamb?

"This is too bold, too wild, too contrary to etiquette, too tempting to get nosebleeds, right?..." Poor Xiao Yi's two lives, and he is still a real boy...

The two trucks drove for a whole day under the pull of steers, not to mention the yurt, not even a single person was seen, but the wolves encountered several times, and were shot to death one by one by several people with bows and arrows. I’m too lazy to peel it, because there are too many of them, and there are countless hares and the like. The only thing that catches the eye is the grassland or the grassland. At a glance, green is the only main theme. In such a place, a day or two is fine. If it takes a long time, I guess Will go crazy, because it is too monotonous, too lonely.

At dusk, a group of people set up a tent on a high slope sheltered from the wind, and the wild sheep they brought in at random became the staple food tonight. Meat is a luxury in the Central Plains, and only the nobles and the elderly over 70 years old are eligible to enjoy it. , but it became the only food here. You can’t eat it if you want to, but if you eat too much meat, you will get tired. Fortunately, Fat Liu cooked a pot of rice porridge, which was just right, so that everyone could taste a little bit of hometown.

Among the crowd, only Zhao Yanran is the most energetic. She drinks rice porridge bowl after bowl, and she eats a whole fat rabbit that weighs five or six catties. She has a great appetite, but look at her slender With a waist and a slender figure, Xiao Yi doubted where she had eaten all the food, and really had the urge to pull off her clothes to check...

Zhao Yanran told Xiao Yi that this is a common thing in the grasslands. Thousands of miles of grasslands are sparsely populated, and the herdsmen live only for water and grass. They don't have a fixed residence at all, and sometimes they don't see each other for several months at a time. To be a stranger, getting used to loneliness and loneliness is something grassland people must learn, otherwise you will die of boredom!Even marriages on the prairie are based on a marriage snatching system, because it is difficult to meet strangers, let alone dating or falling in love!

Warriors are galloping their horses on the grasslands. If you happen to see a strange young woman herding sheep, then you are welcome, just use a noose to walk away. As long as you carry it home, she will be your wife. It doesn't matter whether the shepherdess is a girl or someone else's wife. In short, whoever snatches it is his. If you are capable, you can snatch it back with the bow, arrow and saber in your hand. The strong own everything, this is the rule!

After listening to Zhao Yanran's narration, Xiao Yi suddenly felt that he was actually very suitable to be a prairie man, because his EQ was very low, and EQ was basically useless here, as long as he had a machete and a fast horse. These are all Xiao Yi's strengths. With the Jueying Baodiao Bow in his hand and riding the flying 'Cabbage', Xiao Yi feels that the women he snatched back can form a tribe, and he can create a tribe with these women. Nationality, huh, huh!If that was the case, Xiao Yi felt that he could turn into a pervert...

If someone suddenly pats you on the shoulder while walking on the prairie, don't be surprised, because you have encountered wild wolves in all likelihood.

What the prairie wolf likes most is to lie on people's shoulders from behind. If you turn around, it will take advantage of the situation and bite your throat, so the correct way at this time is to reach out and touch it first. Immediately pull out the scimitar and strike backhand, if it touches the girl's little hand, ha ha!Then congratulations, you can spend the night in her yurt tonight...

I don't know what happened, the topic of the two people's chat came to the wolf, and from the wolf to the girl and the yurt. There were several tents in their group, and the smallest and most beautiful one belonged to Zhao Yanran. At this moment, a beautiful little hand rested on Xiao Yi's shoulder, and he turned his head and gave Xiao Yi a gloomy look. The latter returned to his tent step by step. I made room for these two, and they all listened to the movement in their own tents...

So, Xiao Yi was left alone by the campfire, a poor man, a man who didn't know where to sleep in that tent!

At present, the beauty is extremely tempting!To go or not to go?

If you go, you will be a beast, why don't you go?Not as good as animals!

But after all, human beings are human beings, and the biggest difference from beasts is that human beings can overcome their own desires...

Xiao Yi went through several battles between heaven and man, pinched his thighs a few times, and washed his face with cold water, he still didn't dare to spend the night in Zhao Yanran's tent, but honestly acted as a night watchman People, the reason he convinced himself was, "Brother is not yet eighteen years old, so he is a minor!"

In addition, in Xiao Yi's heart, there is a vague figure that can never be forgotten, and it appears in his dreams from time to time. It is the memory of the previous life, but it carries the karma of the present life. It is probably difficult for Xiao Yi not to break her. Accept another woman.

I didn't see the warm chest, but Xiao Yi learned a lot about the grasslands through the conversation with Zhao Yanran, and he also had a general understanding of the tribes of the Huns; the northern grasslands are vast and boundless, but the population of the Huns even at their peak Not more than a million, this grassland nurtured them, but also bound them.The population of nomads depends on the number of flocks they have, and the number of flocks depends on the size of the grassland. The grassland has not changed for thousands of years, so the population of the Huns cannot change greatly. The grassland mother can only provide so much She cannot raise too many people, so the Huns must control the total population by themselves. In this age when there is no family planning policy, the best way to control the population is-war!

There has never been real peace among the tribes of the Xiongnu. In order to compete for a piece of pasture, a source of water, cattle and sheep, and women, they fight all the time. The big annex the small, the strong annex the weak, and they are robbing life resources. At the same time, they also reduce the total population by killing. It can be said that every year, as many newborn babies are born on the grassland, the same number of tribesmen must fall on the battlefield. How many prairie warriors have kissed their children, stepped on their horses, drew their sabers, and rushed to the battlefield. If they couldn't grab enough food, they would end their lives and save a piece of food for the family!

Someone has to ask, since the Huns are also engaged in an annexation war, why can't they end the war with war, and end this kind of internal friction in the war through a unified method like the emperor Qin Shihuang did through the ages?

Answer: or grassland.

It's not that I don't want to, but I can't; the Central Plains Dynasty was a farming civilization, with fixed property, writing, and a relatively developed transportation environment, so it was possible to establish a unified centralized system of power, but the Xiongnu could not. The nomadic way of life makes it impossible for them to live in a concentrated place. They must be scattered on the vast prairie like a flock, and then divided into different tribes according to the pasture and water source.

Even a great existence like Mao Dun Shanyu, after unifying all the tribes in the grassland, cannot manage the thousands of miles of prairie by himself. He can only entrust the grassland and subjects to his brothers, nephews and nephews in the form of tribal alliance. Come and manage them separately, so the tribes will keep annexing, splitting, annexing, and splitting again, endlessly!

190. Chapter 190 Poor little tribe

Early the next morning, the small caravan set off on the road again. Everyone had dark circles under their eyes, and they gasped profusely along the way. Xiao Yi, the person in charge of the night watch, naturally stayed up all night, as for the others!The night of waiting for someone didn't arrive, and the night of listening to the bed didn't hear, so naturally they all lacked sleep!

Everyone looked at Xiao Yi with doubts in their eyes, Princess Yanran's face was full of resentment, Fat Liu ran over cautiously and asked Xiao Yi if he would add some aphrodisiac supplements to his porridge in the future Qi medicine, and it is said to have an exclusive secret recipe handed down from the ancestors. Three bowls of medicinal porridge will guarantee that the dragon and the tiger will be fierce, and even the wild boar will be beaten to death. In the end, Xiao Yi beat him away with a fist, "Brother's body is not sick. If you don’t take medicine, you can still kill wild boars!”

But last night's loss brought today's luck. In the afternoon, the small caravan finally encountered a small tribe of the Huns. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a small tribe. There are only three yurts in total, and they are broken and covered The wind and rain are a bit difficult. An equally dilapidated wooden cart and a few lean cows that are about to lose their hair are all the property of this small tribe.

Seeing someone coming, the first to rush out were a few half-grown prairie dogs, howling weakly, and they were all skinny. From these signs, it can be seen that this is a very poor small tribe The reason why we say this is a tribe is because at the door of the yurt there is a large banner representing the tribe's emblem, a birch pole decorated with a few broken wolf skins, although it is broken, but after all It's a big banner with the family emblem!

The tribes on the prairie have their own big banners with their own emblems, usually decorated with wolf skins, because wolves are fetishes in the eyes of prairie people and can communicate with the great Kunlun God. When fighting, they are the banners of charge, usually placed in the At the gate of the yurt, it declares its sovereignty over the surrounding grasslands. At any time, this big banner cannot be brought down unless the family is exterminated!

It's impolite to rush into someone else's house rashly, so Xiao Yi and the others waited respectfully outside. After a while, the door of the yurt opened, and an old herdsman walked out from inside. He could barely cover his body, and his body was so thin that it could be blown down by a gust of wind. He was obviously suffering from long-term malnutrition. His face, which was cut like a knife, must have experienced a lot of wind and rain, and one of his legs was still lame. It was very difficult, relying on a crutch to support the body, no wonder it took a long time to come out to open the door!

Seeing the small caravan outside the door, the old herdsman was startled at first. When he saw the two trucks, there was a gleam of anger in his dim eyes, but it soon dimmed again. Obviously, given his family background, he couldn't afford it. How many things are traded with caravans.

Mosquitoes are meat no matter how small they are, and no matter how poor the herdsmen are, they are also customers. Since they are here, they must do some business. When Fatty Cao nodded and walked up, ready to communicate with sign language, an accident happened!

"Guests from afar, I'm afraid you have come to the wrong place. Poor old man may not have what you want here. Of course, if you are thirsty and want to beg for a bowl, please come in!" the old herdsman said in one word Chinese is spoken in a correct accent, and it is also the most formal official language.

Feeling anxious, a group of people walked into the yurt. The inside was also dilapidated. The floor was covered with old sheepskin. Several four- and five-year-old milk babies were playing on it. There were several pieces of woven fabrics beside the old herdsman. Horse bridle, saddle, and a kind of animal fat was boiled on the fire burning with cow dung, which gave off a pungent smell. It seems that this old herdsman was doing leather work before, using raw cowhide as raw material, and the pointed antelope The horns are their awls, the horsetails are their strings, and the animal bones are the best buttons... Nomads are born and grew up in the grasslands, and they get everything they need from the grasslands, and the grasslands are their mothers.

"Could it be that the old man is Han?" After the host and guest were seated, he took the fresh milk from the old herdsman and thanked him. Fatty Cao asked first.

"No, I am a prairie man, an authentic prairie man. I was born here, grew up here, and will be buried here after I die. This is my hometown!" Shaking his head, the old herdsman was very sure of his origin , he belongs here, but when he heard the word 'Han people', there was a glimmer of light in those dim old eyes, which obviously brought back some memories of him.

Those words sounded very meaningful to Xiao Yi, the grassland people are not necessarily the Huns, in fact there are many ethnic groups living in this grassland, there are Donghu people, Xianbei people, Karasuma people, Western Region people, and even some Han people; just like in the Central Plains, there are also many Huns and their descendants. For example, the "Changshui Huqi" in the Han army is composed of pure Huns, which are actually the product of war.

The Han people and the Xiongnu fought for hundreds of years. In the hundreds of years, the two tribes died countless people, and also captured countless prisoners from each other. Some of the Xiongnu tribe went to attach themselves to the Han court. The army also surrendered to the Huns. It can be said that the change of direction of the war promoted the integration of the two nations.

In addition, Xiao Yi also saw a pair of bows and arrows on the wall of the yurt. Although they were very old, Xiao Yi could tell that it was a strong bow of around 'four stones', which was extremely powerful. If you look at the old herdsman's wide knuckles, you can know that when he was young, he was also a warrior on the grassland, and even a eagle shooter.

Of course, these are not the main points. What surprised Xiao Yi the most was the style of the bow. From his eyesight, he could tell that it was a riding bow specially equipped by the Han army, and it was the kind hundreds of years ago. The old style is very simple. Another point is that this bow has some similarities with Xiao Yi's 'Jueying Baodiao Bow'. Could it be that there is some connection between the two?

"Young man, have you taken a fancy to the old man's bow and arrow? Hehe! Now the yurt has some value. If you like it, take it away. Just leave some salt. The children are growing Without the nourishment of salt water, they will not be able to grow into the strongest men on the grassland, and they will not be able to ride horses and wield sabers!" The old man's eyes were very sharp, and he could tell Xiao Yi was observing at a glance What.

Struggling to stand up, the old man took off the bow and arrow from the wall. With the bow in his hand, the expression of the old man changed immediately. It was a change in temperament. So now he has become a real warrior, that focused expression, the movements of those withered big hands touching his bowed body, conveyed a message to Xiao Yi accurately, that this is a genuine grassland' "Shen Condor Hand", although already old, but "Condor Archer" is "Condor Archer!" '

Just like a lion is still a lion no matter how old he is!The king of beasts should not be underestimated!

As if stroking a lover's hair, the old man gently touched every part of the bow. There are too many memories and pride of him in it. Although it is an old bow, it is well maintained, and the bow reflects the oil. The luster is obviously often wiped by people, people will only cherish the things they love the most, but looking at the few dolls with withered hair and small stature, the old man is still cruel, and handed out the dolls. bow and arrow.

No matter how important things are, no one is important, and the most important thing among people is these milk dolls, because they represent hope!

"The younger generation dare not accept such a generous gift from the old man. Please take it back. As for the things you want...Xiao Bin, leave half of the things in the car outside for the old man!" Taking a step forward, Xiao Yi gently moved the The old man pushed back the bow and arrow in his hand, and then made a gesture that can only be understood by the inside of the 'Condor Archer'. The body language of internal contact, I also said that although there are many archers in the world, there are very few who can be called "condor archers". Give it a go, because there are so few of our kind!

"The bow is in the people, the bow is destroyed and the people die!" 'This is a principle that eagle archers must abide by, so Xiao Yi will not accept this pair of bows and arrows from the old man no matter what. If a carving archer wants to obtain bows and arrows in the hands of the same kind, there is only one way, that is, on the battlefield, Shoot and kill many parties with your ability in an open and honest manner, only the spoils of war can be deserved!

"Good! Good! It's really rare, rare!" The old man praised Xiao Yi several times in a row. He didn't know whether to praise Xiao Yi's good character, or praise him for stepping into the ranks of Condor Archers at such a young age.

Condor Archers cannot be impersonated, that set of body language will only be spread among their own people, the master will teach the disciples by precepts and deeds, and will not leave any written explanations, others will not be able to learn it if they want to, let alone Xiao Yi just saw the ceremony When I was walking, I turned my hands over to show the old man that the hands of the eagle archers are completely different from those of ordinary people, and the thick calluses in those special places can explain everything!

It is gratifying to meet the same kind in a foreign land!

191. Chapter 191 After Li Ling

Xiao's generous help was recognized by the old man. When everyone was chatting happily, the sound of sheep bleating and bleating suddenly sounded outside the yurt, and the unique howling of wolves resounded throughout the wilderness. The little milk baby immediately rushed out shouting happily, and the old man also stood up happily and said, "Thank God Kunlun, my children came back safe and sound..."

The children mentioned by the old man are indeed a group of children. Looking around, there are about a hundred sheep coming here driven by more than a dozen children. The children only have a few old horses to ride, and the rest are on the ground like wild animals. Running like a wolf, everyone held weapons in their hands, such as horse sticks, wooden forks, and whips. Only the oldest child held a machete in his hand, and he was only fourteen or fifteen years old. It’s just their appearance, and the rest are little radish heads in their early ten years, but they have already taken on the heavy responsibility of herding horses and sheep, and these jobs should be undertaken by the strongest men in the tribe.

Seeing strangers coming to their yurt, the children were a little nervous, and they raised their weapons one after another. Obviously, they lived in fear all year round. Fortunately, the old man came forward to resolve these, and the suddenly obtained goods in the car, It made them ecstatic!