Economic and Trade Song Dynasty

"Knock him down, attack him, you're faster than him!"

"You just need to dodge his impact and fight back to win!"

"Why are you arguing? Where is this place?" The adults stopped them.

They didn't dare to yell very soon, and they all shut up honestly, but they still watched this wonderful game with a good eye.

Qin Juan hid a few times and used up a lot of physical strength, but he knew that this opponent was all brute force before, so the physical strength consumption should not be less than him.If he can hold him back and wait for the opportunity, will he still have a chance?

Someone asked him to attack this person's back just now, why don't you try?

The idea popped into his head.

Facts have proved that this opponent really used up too much physical strength because of too much force at the beginning. After all, he was only a teenager, how could he have so much strength, so that when he let Qin Juan slip away when the victory was in sight, the loss at this moment swept over him. However, his body and mind were exhausted, and even his movements of turning around to attack Qin Juan were somewhat slow.

Others didn't see it, but Qin Juan clearly felt that this person's attacking speed had slowed down.

At this time, the wind and snow were getting bigger, Qin Juan rubbed his eyes, the biting cold wind made his consciousness clearer, and at this moment he suddenly remembered the tricks that Ayiga taught him!

The sixteen moves taught by Ayika!

He has practiced tricks for so long!

As a child, he naturally didn't know how to use the trick that Ayiga taught him, but at this extremely dangerous moment, he seemed to have a sudden enlightenment, and he felt that the trick seemed to be very good for fighting !

In fact, that set of moves is the most basic sixteen moves of the Ayiga family passed down from generation to generation, and Ayiga's family inheritance is all evolved and expanded on these sixteen moves.

do not care!

Qin Juan thought, even if he couldn't beat the person in front of him, he should still play what Ayiga taught him beautifully... He has been practicing for so long, and he has never played that well in front of Ayiga. Tricks.

Everyone saw that the middle of the pasture was the time for the duel, and the child in ragged clothes, who was only as high as the adults' chest, suddenly stomped his legs and took a deep horse step, and then he spread his arms Arm hit a nice uppercut.

"What is he doing?" Someone asked incredulously.

Not only those preparatory seedlings were puzzled, even Qin Juan's opponents were also puzzled...

What is this cub doing?

It looks so unpredictable...

Qin Juan's opponent suddenly became wary and did not dare to act rashly. He fixed his eyes on Qin Juan. After seeing Qin Juan play several tricks, Qin Juan's movements suddenly accelerated...

The cold wind was mixed with snowballs, and the snowballs were flying in front of his eyes, and Qin Juan's hands were changing and crisscrossing in front of his opponent's eyes, making him dizzy...

His eyes narrowed, and a bad premonition suddenly rose from his heart. He lost his patience completely, and with a loud roar, he clenched his fists and rushed towards Qin Juan.

"Cub species! Admit defeat!"

Qin Juan's eyes and ears were opened at this moment because he played more and more happily!The response is more sensitive than before!

He quickly dodged the boy's attack, and the dodging movement was quite beautiful.

"Hiss!" None of the teenagers onlookers dared to speak anymore, and sighed a few times in stunned amazement.

At this time, among the people watching the battle, only Ayiga understood that Qin Juan was using what he taught him to defeat his opponent!

He didn't expect this kid to be able to play his family's sixteenth style of strength so beautifully!It's only been a few months?

And he has only taught it a few times... The corners of Ayiga's flesh-colored lips curled up slightly, his hands slowly hugged his chest, and his frowning brows relaxed for a moment.

Interesting.

The wind and snow were even stronger, enough to cover their sight.

The moment Qin Juan gained the upper hand, he suddenly turned around, and he attacked the opponent's back with great speed!

The young man was dazzled by too much physical exertion and Qin Juan's changing moves. When he turned his head and wanted to catch Qin Juan, he was already dizzy.

Qin Juan didn't know that his opponent was exhausted, and he was still a little confused when he pressed his opponent under him. The victory came a bit suddenly, which seemed unreal... It took him a long time to be awakened by the cheers around him.

Large flakes of snow fell on his body, and the cold sweat on his forehead ran across his cheeks...

He... won?

Yes, he won!This opponent was crushed by him!He won!He really won!

Qin Juan's eyes became hot, he stood up suddenly, and roared at the crowd like a little wolf cub!He ran around the pasture and howled as he walked!

This is how the Mongols celebrate their victories!He learns well.

God knows how much joy and courage this victory gave him!At least let him see that the day and night efforts are rewarded!At least let him believe that there is still something worth looking forward to in this world!

Several teenagers ran forward to set him up and threw him into the air.

The moment he was thrown up, Qin Juan was both surprised and happy. He smiled tiredly. In fact, after fighting for so long, he also exhausted his energy.

Ayika, thank you.He shouted in his heart.

From today onwards, Qin Juan has become a cavalry seed substitute, and he will receive the same standard of training as the orthodox cavalry.

But what he didn't expect was that although the cavalry seedling was a candidate for the cavalry, it was still impossible to get rid of his slave status!In other words, those of them who are slaves are still slaves!

"Our slaves are still slaves even if we have received military merits!" The tall boy who was facing the assessment with Qin Juan just now said to Qin Juan. The boy is a Mongolian, but he is a Mongolian slave. In the name of the steward, it can even be said that he is just a slave of slaves.

"Unless the Great Khan personally made a slave a general, even if he has countless military exploits and becomes an official, he is still just a slave." Mu Ya's eyes were shining brightly at this point.

Did the Great Khan personally appoint a slave as a general?Although he is nine years old, he understands that this is harder than reaching the sky... how is it possible.

Mu Ya patted Qin Juan on the shoulder: "We'll take care of each other from now on, I'm still very optimistic about you, by the way... who did you learn those tricks from?"

Talk about this!Qin Juan suddenly looked in the direction where Ayiga was before, but found that there was still Ayiga there. Ayiga and several adults had already gone to Luba Qianhu to return to his life.

Qin Juan was a bit disappointed, he wanted Ayiga's approval more than these.

For some reason, Qin Juan, who became a substitute for the cavalry seedlings, still had to go back to the slave camp to live with Nunu Mohe, and he had to train on time every day.

After the cavalry seed selection was over that day, when he returned to the camp, he was scolded by Nunu Mohe who had gone out to look for him all day in the severe cold. Not only that, Nunu Mohe punished him not to eat for a day.

Qin Juan was very obedient and didn't eat. He knelt by the fire and practiced calligraphy with a wooden stick.

Although he was practicing calligraphy, he was still immersed in the joy of being a substitute for cavalry seedlings. When his beating heart calmed down, he noticed Nunu... Nunu's robe was placed over there, a short for eating. On the table, under the table is a puddle of melted snow...

Qin Juan was startled, and suddenly recalled that when he first entered the camp, Nunu Mohe also seemed to have come back after facing the wind and snow.

When Nunu scolded him, he said: "I've been looking for you all day, you son of a bitch!"

He didn't pay attention at first, but now he thinks... Could it be that Nunu thought he had escaped?

Only at this time did Qin Juan suddenly feel that this Jurchen man... cared so much about him, not because Nunu Mohe wanted him to help him collect the body, but because he really cared...he couldn't explain it clearly.

He suddenly stopped practicing calligraphy, and seriously thought about another question... If Nunu Mohe died, would he be sad?

He rested his chin, the firelight shining on his face.

A long time passed, and the tea in the iron kettle hung by chains above the fire began to boil.

He thought he would still be sad.

The only thing that made him feel better was that Nunu Mohe was not happy after learning that he became a cavalry seedling substitute, but at least he didn't scold him anymore.

Nunu Mohe was eating in the tent, and the smell of the food made Qin Juan's stomach growl... He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, he hadn't eaten all day, he was tired and hungry...

I really want to eat a big pancake, even if it is cold.

He looked at Nunu pitifully, the child's mind was always simple, even his eyes were so simple and straightforward, Nunu knew what he was thinking just by looking at him.

Nunu Mohe let out a "hum", raised his chin and ate louder.

"..." Qin Juan was almost forced to cry by him.

It was also on this day that Qin Juan saw Nunu Mohe's one-sidedness, that he would not give food if he said nothing, and that he would never be hungry for half a day if he was hungry!

Qin Juan was honest, thinking before going to bed, he had to tell Nunu where to go in the future.

The next day Qin Juan woke up from hunger, but he had no choice but to wait for the cooks to prepare steamed buns and pancakes, so he had to go to the cavalry camp to report!

When Qin Juan arrived at the pasture of the cavalry camp, he was so hungry that he almost passed out.

Seeing his ugly face, Mu Ya couldn't help asking: "What's wrong with you? You look so ugly."

"..." Qin Juan wanted to speak, but he had no strength, and finally he fainted on the ground.

Fortunately, Mu Ya pinched him awake, and gave him a big cake: "Eat it quickly, it's a good thing our lord didn't come, otherwise you will die."

When Qin Juan saw the pancake, even though he was going crazy from hunger, he never forgot to thank him.

Seeing him so unavoidably, Mu Ya said, "Just know that brother treats you well, and remember to return this kindness to brother in the future."

Qin Juan, who was binge eating pancakes, was suddenly taken aback, and after a while, he nodded silently.

He didn't know how long it would be in the future, but after two years, he realized that it was really not long in the future...

The training in the cavalry battalion was boring. Archery had worn out his hands, and even the bones of his knuckles could be seen in severe cases, but it also greatly exercised his eyesight and arm strength.

Riding made his thighs often sore, and his skin was worn out by the saddle, rotten, and even festered... But it also made him the number one student in riding and shooting in their small class.

Qin Juan's martial arts is not the best, but he is definitely first-class in riding and archery, literature and arithmetic.

In the past two years, he has become proficient in writing poems in Mongolian. He often translates the words of Song people into Mongolian in the dead of night.

He also experienced a few small battles in the past two years, because he was too young and he just cleaned up the battlefield a few times.

They stayed in the ancient city of Samarkand for two years, neither going west nor returning east.

Until the twelfth lunar month of last year, that is, one month ago, the general issued a military order that their army would go northeast to meet a king.

Now they are in an oasis on the edge of a vast desert, as long as they walk less than one kilometer forward, they can enter a larger desert here.

Nunu Mohe said that this desert was not recorded in "The Western Regions of the Tang Dynasty", because after arriving in Samarkand, Xuanzang went south to Tianzhu through the grasslands and small snow mountains. There was no record in the north, and he could not lead the way at all.

I don't know what Nunu Mohe said to the general with his three-inch tongue, but the general let Nunu go, refused to let him lead the way, and let him go back to the camp to continue to be his chef.

Wanhu and the two Qianhus of Jihabu camp strongly opposed the general's northward trip. What made the general insist on going northward was not clear to Ayika.

In the middle of the night, the army was stationed on an oasis, and through the tents, the long yellow sand could be seen far away.

Qin Juan suddenly thought that since there is no record in the book, should he record this desert?

Thinking of this, he ignored the cold and crawled out of the bed.

As soon as the fire was lit, Nunu Mohe woke up. He frowned and said impatiently: "What are you doing so late, what can't be done tomorrow!"

Qin Juan curled his lips, he will get up early tomorrow to ride a horse and shoot arrows, and he only has time at night.

Although Nu Nu Mohe yelled at him a few words, he didn't keep saying that in the past two years, I don't know if it was the reason for the relapse of the old injury. Nu Nu Mohe's health was getting worse and worse, and he didn't have much energy to take care of him.

Qin Juan wrote down the approximate places he had passed from Samarkand to this place a month ago. Some of the place names were obtained from Albanian merchants, and some were made up by him.

After he finished writing, he was about to put out the fire and go to sleep, but at this moment someone called him outside: "Qin! Assemble!"

It's Mu Ya, Mu Ya called him while putting on her clothes.

Qin Juan hurriedly put on his robe and sheepskin boots.

When he was about to leave, Nunu Mohe suddenly stopped him: "Take the knife I gave you, and remember to let me come back alive."

Apparently Nunu Mohe thought he was about to go on a mission, and of course Qin Juan thought so too at the moment...

Qin Juan found under his pillow the small knife he had been carrying since he was nine years old, and after a while, he hurried out of the camp.

"Do you know what it is?" Qin Juan asked as he walked.

"I don't know, they just told me to gather, and I'll call you as soon as I get up!"