Segeleng galloped on his horse, all the way towards the Baiyin tribe.
The Baiyin tribe is a large tribe, with tens of thousands of people. More than two thousand felt bags.
There are two thousand warriors who can be drawn out to fight. It is far beyond what this small tribe of more than 600 people can compare with. If it weren't for the need for cannon fodder on the border to warn against the Ming Dynasty's conquest, this small tribe would have been devoured and nothing would be left.
In the afternoon, Segeleng finally arrived outside the Baiyin tribe's camp.
Looking from the hill, you can see a snake-shaped river winding through it, with a dense array of snow-white yurts, and many cattle and sheep grazing leisurely around it.
Segeleng rested for a while, then quickly rushed down the hillside and went straight to the largest cowhide tent in the center of the camp.
As soon as he approached the camp on horseback, he immediately attracted the attention of the cavalry wandering around.
The ten-man captain, Zana, held his spear between his arms, drew a circle, and galloped over.
When he got closer, he saw that he was from the cowardly tribe. He had seen this man before. Na Yanlai, who had followed him before, had met Taiji from his own tribe.
The grassland of that small tribe was occupied by their own tribe. As a spring pasture, this grassland is very rich and can feed tens of thousands more cattle and sheep.
"Hey, what are you doing here?"
"We already have a new Nayan. He is the tiger of thousands of miles of mountains and the wolf of thousands of grasslands. Nayan sent me to declare that we want to take back the pastures that originally belonged to us. You'd better return them to us, otherwise Let’s just talk on the battlefield.”
Zana laughed and almost fell off his horse. My ears heard it right. That small tribe of six hundred people actually declared war on his own tribe of ten thousand people.
"Well, I admire your courage, Segeleng. I will take you to see Taiji. He is entertaining distinguished guests from the Harashen tribe, and they just need someone who can tell jokes. Your arrival is so timely, hahaha. "
After saying that, Zana turned around and led him into the camp on horseback.
In the golden tent, a group of Mongolian nobles were organizing a banquet. A dozen girls are dancing.
"Distinguished brother Alabayan, I welcome you to the spring pasture as a guest. The water and grass here are lush, the kumiss is fragrant, and there are girls like lark. You will definitely not want to leave." Irgun Taiji said with a big tongue. .
Everyone drank a lot today, some were shirtless, showing their thick chest hair, and making weird noises. Some of them hugged the girls who were accompanying them and acted ugly. In the midst of the commotion, I suddenly saw Zana, who was looking for a whistle, walking in with a stranger.
The Ebu Shepherd angrily threw the wine glass at Zana. He is Zana's master, and Zana is his subordinate.
Today, Taiji hosted a banquet for noble people, and while he was drinking happily, Zana, a bastard, actually barged in with a stranger.
If he makes Taiji unhappy later, he will have to suffer the consequences.
"You idiot, is this where you came from? Get out."
Zana was scolded so badly that he secretly shouted bad luck and was about to turn around and go out.
"Wait a minute, who is that person you brought with you?" Irgenteji waved his hand and drove the dancers away. Staring at Segeleng with burning eyes, he said.
He found that this stranger actually had murderous intent.
Segeleng walked to the center of the field without waiting for Zana's introduction. He put one hand on his chest and saluted Taiji.
"Dear Ilgun Taiji, I am sent by our new commander Nayan to inform your department and ask your department to return the occupied pasture within three days, otherwise"
"Otherwise," Irgenteji already knew where he came from, and asked contemptuously with squinting eyes.
How dare a small tribe of six hundred people and a hundred warriors dare to overthrow the world?
If they hadn't deliberately kept them in front to guard against Ming Dynasty's sneak attacks, they would have been annexed long ago.
"Otherwise, our wise Na Yan will lead our warriors to take back what belongs to us like a lion fighting a yellow sheep. We will gather at Sancha Gang and wait for you to fight."
Hahaha, roars of laughter suddenly came from the big tent, and all the nobles laughed. Some of the guests looked at it in confusion, and someone immediately gave them an explanation.
Hearing that this small tribe of six hundred people made such ridiculous rants, they all burst into laughter.
"Ebu, don't blame your slave. I think he did a good thing. I just thought there was something wrong with this banquet, so he brought this living treasure. I think he should be rewarded."
Hahaha!
Everyone laughed even harder.
Segeleng stood in the middle of the field, his face twisted with anger. He glared at the robbers with blazing eyes.
This was originally the land of our own tribe.
"Well, this warrior, I, Irgun Taiji, accept your challenge. I will send people to attack you tomorrow."
Irgen's sinister eagle eyes glanced up and down at the grid. It seems to depend on where to cut.
"Go back and tell your Xin Nayan that if you are defeated, according to the rules of the grassland, all men taller than a wheel will be beheaded, and the women will be divided among my warriors. The rest will all become slaves. Go, go back Let your master be prepared. There is a price to pay for arrogance."
Hearing Ilgentaiji's gloomy words, Segeleng pulled out an arrow contemptuously, used his hands hard, and broke it in half with a click.
He threw it to the ground in front of him, completed the declaration of war, then turned around and left.
Hahaha!
After walking out of the wooden door of the tent, wild laughter burst out from behind again.
Segeleng became even more angry. He got on his horse and galloped towards the camp gate.
Just laugh, Na Yan will deal with you idiots sooner or later.
The moment the war horse ran out of the camp gate, Segeleng suddenly twisted his waist, turned around, drew his bow, and nocked an arrow. Done in one go.
As soon as he loosened his fingers, the armor-piercing arrow, one meter long, shot straight at the flagpole in the camp like a meteor, above the big flag fluttering in the wind.
An arrow shot through the rawhide rope, and the flag fell down.
Everyone in the camp was dumbfounded that he could shoot so accurately from such a long distance. Then, everyone realized that they must catch him and cut him into pieces.
This bastard actually dared to shoot down his own flag. What a shame.
At this time, Segeleng shot out an arrow and galloped away, leaving dust flying all over the place.
When the cavalry from the camp rushed over, Segeleng had already disappeared.
In the big tent, Irgentaiji's fat and angry face was almost twisted into a rag.
This bastard actually dared to shoot down his own flag. We must capture him. Five horses cut the body into pieces. No, this is too cheap for him. I have to throw him directly into the cauldron and cook him.
"Asshole, what are you doing here? Get out!" Irgun Taiji saw Abouzheng, looked at him cautiously, and immediately cursed.
"Immediately order two thousand cavalry, and I will go and kill these crazy bastards. You guys, wait for me while you drink. I will come back in the evening with their heads, set them with silver and make them into wine glasses. Let’s continue drinking with you.”
