In the Great Yuanxia, even if it is not as rainy as the southern border of Zhongzhou, soaking the waist of scholars and soaking the moon in the heart of the river, at least it is much more comfortable than in autumn and winter. The grass and trees in the desert are also more comfortable than in other places. With more patience, I have been waiting hard during the rainless season until now in the summer. Even if it is a sporadic light rain, I can still head and joint as usual and force the seedlings to emerge. There is no need to expect the God to rain every few days, and I can still live as usual. Go there for a while.
Just like the men in the Great Yuan Realm, they may not be described as rich and handsome as they are elsewhere. Instead, their faces are mostly mottled by the wind, but they are very patient and look like men crouching in the deep grass and shrubs. The big wolf, although he was very hungry and the grass and wind were coming towards him, he still didn't notice.
After Cen Shixiang drove away all the wolves lying in the grass around the tent, he picked up two or three large wolf carcasses and left. He rested for the night. In the early morning, when Erlang's wife was still awake, he put the fence around the tent and put all the curtains together. A clearing was opened that was hundreds of paces wide, and spears were hung up to prevent wolves from attacking at night. This kind of work is already a well-known method in Dayuan. Although the wolves are cunning and vicious, it is always difficult to get around such obvious traps. Therefore, even if no one is watching, the wolves are It was difficult to get out of the pit, so I had to look at the cattle and sheep in the fence, and resisted my hunger, not daring to step forward.
After nearly half a day's work, the traps were all in place, and the cattle and sheep were properly placed. Then he walked back to the tent and exchanged a few words with his wife and children.
"Now that I have made up my mind, there is nothing to stop me." The woman handed over some water and food skins and put them in the package for the man, shaking her head helplessly, "At that time, my father planned for me to marry into a big tribe, saying that in the future Of course, there is wealth and honor to be had, and you must not marry into a small tribe like that. You will have to suffer more poverty in the future. Why don't you capture me with your skill in bowing and horsemanship?"
The woman smiled happily, packed up Cen Shixiang's luggage, turned around and said with a smile, "Many years have passed, but I have almost forgotten the temperament of my husband with the sun above his head. Now that I think about it, I realize It's easy to change one's nature, but it's hard to change it, but it can't be said to be a bad thing. There is a call to the right account, but if you turn a deaf ear to it, it won't be like you."
Cen Shixiang showed a slight smile on his face, took the package and put his arms around his woman's waist, caressing his forehead, "Back then, I was just an ignorant and evil boy, and I didn't know the importance of it. But fortunately, I had that kind of heart. I snatched you into my hands. Now that I am getting older, when I think about it, I still feel that the blood all over my body is full of excitement."
On this day, Cen Shixiang left home, with a gun hanging across Anqiao and a knife hanging on his waist. His horse's hoofs kicked up countless wisps of floating soil and went straight to Dayuan's main tent.
There are so many good horses in the Yuan Dynasty that any nomadic family can get two or three fast horses with good foot power, not to mention a very skilled martial artist like Cen Shixiang who has dared to tame them since he was a boy. The most powerful horse in the tribe, naturally there is no need to worry about unscrupulous horses being used. Now this good horse, whose coat is completely gray, but the four hooves in front of its forehead are all white, can travel a hundred miles in half a day and go deep into the Great Yuan Realm. There has never been a decline.
It can be said that all men in Dayuan love horses. Even though he was anxious, Cen Shixiang still slowed down the pace of his horse. Seeing that night was approaching, he wanted to find a place to stay for a while.
The grass in the wilderness is deep and the wolves are fierce. If you live alone in the wilderness and are surrounded by wolves and cannot break out, you will probably be trapped to death. There used to be foreign merchants who ran around in Dayuan and did not know the rules here. When the bonfire was extinguished in the middle of the night, more than thirty people in the caravan, together with a dozen horses, could not withstand the siege of hundreds of wolves. No one survived, and they were all bitten to death by the wolves, and their deaths were miserable.
Cen Shixiang had been in the Yuan Dynasty for many years and knew the territory of each tribe. Calculating the journey, he was probably closest to the southern part of Wei among the sixteen tribes. He could probably see the main court tent of this tribe within a stick of incense. After thinking for a moment, he urged his horse to move forward quickly to avoid being trapped by the wolves as the night deepened.
Although most of the main court tents are called court tents, they are not like ordinary people's courtyard tents, surrounded by furs and cloths, but a majestic city. Except for those who really don't want to live in one place, they still make a living by grazing. Except for the people in the tribe, most of the tribesmen live in one city. The four walls are like fortresses. The walls are crossed with iron wood and piled with earth and rocks. They are nearly six feet high and short. The top three feet are outside the city wall. The swords and thorns hanging all over the city were installed as a precaution when troops came to the city during the war. Even though many years have passed, the swords and thorns are still sharp.
It was precisely because of the continuous tribal wars in the Great Yuan Dynasty that Fangxiong City was born. There were high fortifications and strong walls that were easy to defend and difficult to attack. For many years, even if the people in the city could be trapped by means, no one could break through the tent. , which shows the strength of this majestic city.
But before Cen Shixiang could ride his horse into the city, when he was on a high slope several miles outside the city, he was blocked by a group of men wearing armor and holding swords. They all looked evil and ordered the men to dismount and remove their swords and guns. Only then can you come closer.
Cen Shixiang frowned slightly and looked around for a while by the pine oil flames of torches. He could not figure out why such a group of people came out in front of the Weinan main court tent, but when he looked at the armored men in front of him, they were all gray-skinned. The black armor was damaged, but several people were injured, and the cloth handkerchiefs were wrapped around their shoulders and arms, and they immediately stood up.
"Is the person coming here, Cen Shixiang from another department?" The men in armor stepped aside one after another, and an old man leading a horse walked out. He was about sixty years old, with disheveled white hair. He was also coming in armor. When he saw Cen Shixiang being blocked by someone, he thought that even if he was He stepped forward and dismissed everyone. He walked up to Cen Shixiang and looked at him carefully.
"Marquis Chitai, you are well." When Cen Shixiang saw the old man for the first time, he jumped off his horse and punched the old man in the chest with such force and force that all the armored men around him almost pulled out their sabers. , but the old man only swayed slightly, and even with a hearty smile, he returned a punch and hit Cen Shixiang in the chest, and cursed angrily, "You still think that I am still young and powerful? If I don't have this armor to resist, I'm afraid, Once you get punched, you have to take the breath away."
The old man called him the Marquis of Chitai. When Cen Shixiang was still young, his predecessor He Han controlled the territory of the Yuan Dynasty. It was a rare time of peace, so he often competed with others in boxing matches. His tribe was too small, and soon there was no one to join him. Even if most of the young people of the same age came to Weinan to compete with others, no one could match him. However, this Marquis of Chitai couldn't bear to look at him. He left the face of the elder of the Weinan clan and went on stage in person. He really beat up Cen Shixiang, but for some reason they had a deep friendship and almost coaxed Cen Shixiang to stay in Weinan.
"Old man, the first drink I had back then was the result of your shameless deception. But in the blink of an eye, I haven't seen you in more than ten years. My three sons have all learned how to fight wolves. It's indeed been a long time since I last saw you. , Thinking about the years when we were competing in boxing, it seems like yesterday.”
The Marquis of Chitai dismissed the crowd and walked to the top of the high slope with Cen Shixiang. The place was full of desert and there were few plants and trees. They sat down cross-legged in the dirt. The old man also sighed with emotion. He glanced around and saw that there was no one around. He took out a water bag from the armor in his arms. , handed it to Cen Shixiang, and said in a low voice, "Drinking is not allowed at this time. You secretly brought such a bag of wine from Dating Tingzhang City. If you drink it lightly, you still have to leave half a bag for me." .”
"With virtue, given your seniority in Weinan, how can you be short of wine?" It was rare for him to see his old friend, and Cen Shixiang also made some jokes. Years of fighting with wolves in the desert had already made this man The stubbornness and frivolity of the past have faded away, and he is as steady as a barren high river across the wilderness. At this moment, he finally relaxes his heartstrings a little, picks up the wine bag and takes a few sips.
"These armored men, why don't you tell me something?" Cen Shixiang handed back the wine bag and looked at the dusty face of Marquis Chitai, with countless dust and sand hidden in his beard. After all, he finally let go of his doubts and frowned. He raised his eyebrows and looked at the old man.
A strong wind passed by, and on a high mountain far away from the courtyard, the dry and rough rushing mountain wind in summer dispersed the clouds, and the setting sun had passed away, leaving only a bright red smear across the sky.
"The Xumeng Mansion's ambitions are not limited to the Immortal Family. You should also have heard the rumors. The 16 tribes of the Great Yuan Dynasty, except for most of Weinan, are already under the control of the Xu Meng Mansion. They have probably tasted the benefits of expanding their territory now. He is already very determined, but it is a pity that Hehan is still young and his skills are not strong enough to fight against the Xumeng Mansion on his own. Of course, it is difficult to stabilize people's hearts." When mentioning this matter, Chitai Hou also couldn't hide his old look in his face. , let out a long sigh, trying to temporarily suppress the anxiety and anger in his heart with the wine in his bag, swallowed hard wine, and then continued to speak, "How can most of Weinan be willing to succumb to the Xumeng Mansion? They all turned to the Xumeng Mansion one after another, and they must not forget the kindness of the previous generation Hehan, and handed over the entire Great Yuan Dynasty to Xumeng Mansion and other ruthless immortal sects. Most of Weinan would rather fight to the death than be humble. Please seek perfection!"
Following the gaze of Marquis Chitai, Cen Shixiang saw the sound of horse hooves trembling far outside the court tent. Even though they were more than ten miles away, he still felt the ground shaking and the sky shaking. It was like a black mist enveloping soldiers and armor, pushing forward in an instant. In front of the city.
"That's about the same thing. Since it is the Great Yuan Dynasty that has summoned you to see you, then even though this Hehan is still young, he has some ability to recognize people. Even if the court is destroyed today, he will definitely bring it to justice. You take it to the main tent." The old man stood up, held up his armor, and grinned at the cold-faced Cen Shixiang.
"I just took off my armor after drinking, and my hands and feet are inconvenient. Can Brother Cen put on my armor for me?"
"There is no shortage of Cen Shixiang in the main account. His sword and horse skills are also due to you, Marquis Chitai. I will keep him."
The man tightened the old man's armor, and passed the old man's waist knife that he had put aside. He smoothed the old man's helmet tassels with a calm expression and got on his horse.
The old man, whose face was covered with thick layers of dust, glanced at Cen Shixiang and suddenly felt that he was still in his prime.
At that time, the grass was light and the clouds were soft, and there was a strong young man with a bruised nose and swollen face on his head in the ring, smiling at the waist of all the young men.
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