Three days later, there was a family in the west of Maodi that had been nomadic for generations. They were unable to move forward due to the wind and snow that never stopped, so they had to tie up the cattle and sheep, insert the fence firmly, and set up a tent on the spot. , using fur and hardwood to prop up the surroundings of the curtain, they managed to survive the wind and snow that swept from Luzhou to the east of the Luzhou barrier, which had been rare for many years. Fortunately, there was an old man in this family who knew how to encounter such a strong wind. How should Tianshi respond to survive this disaster?
If it were an ordinary nomadic family, without such a long-lived and well-informed old man, I am afraid that they would have suffered heavy losses in this violent wind and heavy snow, and they might not even be able to survive. After all, in such a situation When the weather is good, if the curtains are overturned, no matter how well-dressed you are, there will be no fire to make fire, and you will inevitably die. Nomadic people are most afraid of wolves that come in groups of three to five. Even in the North, there are few wolves that often number in the dozens. However, due to their cunning and forbearance, they also need to be careful. However, in this weather, no matter what Even cattle, sheep, tigers and wolves cannot bear it. Anyone who is not well protected from the cold will be frozen to death in the wilderness. Therefore, there is no need to be too careful. The most important thing is to strengthen the curtains and light a charcoal fire. heavy.
Sure enough, as expected by this old man who had been nomadic all his life and had never even been to the city a few times, there were only two thin sheep with not very thick hair in the fence that could not survive the snowstorm, and because before the snowstorm, He tried his best to strengthen the curtains, so the whole family was safe and sound in the storm.
However, in the past two days, the old man who often took a nap in the curtain was not more concerned about the cattle and sheep in the fence yard, but a man
Braving the heavy wind and snow, the soldiers fell headfirst outside the tent. This soldier was covered in blood when he came, and the original color of his clothes and armor could not be seen at all. However, even though his face was covered with purple and blue frostbite from the cold, when he walked to the curtain, he still held up the long knife and glared at the family in front of him, and then exhausted He fell down, still holding the long knife tightly in his hand, even his skin and flesh were connected to the handle of the knife.
It's not that the old man has never seen soldiers before. When the war between Xumeng Mansion and Zhengzhang Royal Court broke out, the old man saw the soldiers and horses stretching like clouds, rushing towards the Luzhou barrier. He had no choice but to remove the fertile land beside the curtain. The pastures were abandoned and they moved further north to the Yuan border to make a living. But now that the fighting has stopped and there are rumors that the corvee labor has stopped, the old man led the family to move south a little, just in time to catch up with the extremely fierce autumn and winter. Simply stop worrying about whether the cattle and sheep will be fat or not. In times of war and chaos, it is a good thing to be able to survive, but how can one become rich by herding cattle? As for one's own children and grandchildren, if they can survive the war and pass smoothly, it can be regarded as the good fruits of their ancestors' good deeds.
The wind and snow have dispersed, the sky is clear and clear, the heavy leaden clouds in the past have disappeared, and only a few white clouds are floating in the sky. In the early morning, the two grandchildren have already gone out on horseback, and now they are picking up wooden sticks. They were fighting back and forth on horseback, and they were really doing it right. The horses' hooves stirred up the frozen soil, and the sound of their hooves was brisk.
The old man put on his clothes made of thick fur and walked out of the curtain. He always felt that this rare sunny day after the wind and snow made a very old man like him feel some strength coming out of his body, so he strolled outside the fence. , looking inside.
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Jia'erlang said last night that the soldier's clothes were thin and he was afraid he wouldn't survive the night. After all, the snowstorm lasted for three days in a row and the wind was howling. I don't know how many hours this soldier had been walking in the snowstorm. It would be better to invite him. Entering the curtain, I thought that he was dying and would not do anything to seek wealth or death. However, he was severely scolded by the old man and ordered the son to throw the soldier into the fence, where he could be with the cattle and sheep. If you live, you will be lucky. If you die, you can only blame your own life for not being strong.
It is really because the old man has seen many absurd things in the army over the years, especially after the Xumeng Mansion ruled half of the Yuan Dynasty, especially the indulgence of the most barbaric, ignorant, cruel and cruel tribal warriors to oppress the people. It is a common thing, not to mention that the soldier has a knife in his hand. If he is violent and hurts someone, how can a woman, an old woman, a young and strong man and two children be the opponent of such soldiers who are used to fighting? Even the old man always felt that the soldiers in the royal court knew better than the soldiers in Xumeng's mansion what it meant to have strict military discipline and no offense. Whenever this happened, he would inevitably think of the wise and mighty He Han in the past.
Probably the current Shao Hehan is really not comparable to his father, otherwise he would definitely not have turned Dayuan into what he was like.
Thinking like this, the old man walked to the fence where the cattle and sheep were trapped. The snow was very thick, but the blood became more and more obvious. Two lean sheep were disemboweled and their internal organs were removed. And the dying soldier yesterday , can still lean against the fence, open his eyes and look at the old man, take off all his armor, his blood is thicker, and he is still holding a piece of frozen flesh and blood in his hand.
Delivered to the mouth raw.
"Did you kill these two sheep?" The old man seemed to know instantly how the soldier survived last night, so he walked forward slowly and looked at the soldier who was still dying but still had bright eyes. .
"I killed them. These two sheep can't survive, but I can still live, so of course I have to kill them." Even though the old man's accent was very strong, the soldier clearly understood the old man's words. He raised his eyes and smiled reluctantly. Laughing, "It's a pity that I don't have any money, otherwise I would have compensated you."
Last night, the soldiers clearly tore the internal organs of the two sheep with their bare hands, and then poured the still-hot blood on themselves. As for the internal organs, they were probably torn apart by the soldiers and swallowed, so I should add some more. Because of the food and heat, the blood all over the body is extremely heavy, and one can smell it clearly even from a few steps away. Even the old man was very suspicious. How could a dying person with such a breath get here? How could he tear the belly of a sheep alive and hold it on until the wind and snow cleared? So he was silent for a moment and turned back to walk. In the curtain, the leftover soup from the morning was warmed up and brought tremblingly to the soldiers. The latter took it without hesitation, wolfed it down and poured it into his throat, and then took it from the hand underneath him. out, throwing aside a sharp fence that he was holding on to.
"Aren't you afraid that the soup is poisonous?"
As if knowing that this soldier had saved his life, the old man spoke with a complicated expression.
"The old man has a good heart. If he really wanted to kill someone, I probably wouldn't have survived last night." After drinking a bowl of hot soup, the soldier finally calmed down a lot. The fierceness in his brows subsided a lot, and he struggled to hold himself up and talk to the old man. He cupped his fists and saluted, "
At that time, I couldn't even hold a knife. I really wanted to kill him. I was afraid that I could do it no matter what. Why bother leaving such a trouble? How could I throw it into the flock of sheep to keep warm. "
Not long after, a few more people appeared in the curtain. The old man was a very warm-hearted man. He and his wife and children sat in front of the old man. However, he still looked a little weird when he looked at the soldier. After all, it is rare to see soldiers as nomads all year round, not to mention that he is full of murderous intent and looks like a soldier who has escaped from the battlefield. What's more, this man can actually eat enough soup cakes for six or seven people by himself. He wolfed down the food without looking like a human being at all, which also made the two young children quite curious.
The purple-sheathed long sword that the man had brought last night stood beside the bonfire, reflecting numerous chaotic patterns.
Obviously the two children were very curious about this soldier, and because of his silver helmet, he looked really fascinating. However, the old man always stopped him with his eyes and was too timid to come forward. The man and his wife were kind-hearted. Even in these cold days when food was scarce, the soldier still greeted him warmly after having such a meal. He vacated the stable and led the soldiers to stay there temporarily.
When he climbed down the Luzhou barrier, there were more than a dozen brothers accompanying him, but when he fled here, only one person remained.
So Tang Bufeng spent more time looking at the skylight and cloud shadows hovering over the vast wasteland here. His injuries had already been properly cured by the golden sore medicine handed over by the couple, and he still asked for some warm water to wash his body. , a lot of blood was washed down, including human blood, sheep blood, and even horse blood.
, Fortunately, the long purple-sheathed sword was returned by the old man, and it always stood in the stable, never used. Firstly, he was afraid of scaring this very simple nomadic family, and secondly, Tang Bufeng almost hurt his hands. He was freezing to death. For two days in a row, it was difficult to hold objects in his hands. He simply stood up his long knife and never used it again.
Nomadic families are the most hospitable, whether they are caravans traveling from north to south, or homeless people who are desperate and just begging for a meal. This family has taken in many people in recent years. Although this soldier did not know the details, he was still very hospitable. We treat each other in a circle, especially the two children who like to dance with swords and guns. They often go to Tang Bufeng to learn those guns, sticks and swords. After all, for children of this age, it is the most important thing to be able to fight, and there is no need to There are too many mixed thoughts. Tang Bufeng knew that there was also a loyal person among them.
Following the instructions of the honest man, I was very attentive when teaching sword moves, but still did not use the long purple sheath sword that I usually held tightly. Instead, I cut out three wooden knives and handed them to the two children. Law.
Whether it is sword skills or ordinary skills in the world, in the final analysis, it is best for you. However, after the first trial, these two children were not bad in skills and were talented and intelligent. They were really good seedlings for practicing martial arts. In this case, Tang Bufeng put aside other thoughts for the time being and taught carefully. In just a few days, the two children's hob skills have begun to take shape, especially the slightly younger children. Tang Bufeng taught the two-point knife. He was able to score three points with his move. By analogy, his skill was now able to overpower his brother. Therefore, he was quite good at it and was often beaten by his brother.
But it happens
When I was young, even if I had some disputes and was very competitive, as long as I slept together, I would forget all the love and humiliation.
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