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The more people a place has, the richer its natural environment will be.
From a wilderness to mountains and rivers and settlements; from a barbaric era to a civilized era.
This may seem like some kind of coincidence, but it actually implies the survival needs of every person and every group. Including the hatred and struggles between man and nature, and between man and man, they are often inseparable from the land and mountains under our feet.
I don’t know if the people living on the Chile River today have forgotten that the free land under their feet was eroded by the beacon fire ten years ago, leaving only a barren landscape.
And the troubles caused by that war, which was only ten years ago, are far from over. It has even given rise to more wolf ambitions, which are out of control.
The day after the night banquet, a group of uninvited guests took advantage of the fact that all the brave and skilled warriors in the herdsmen camp were out to drive away the wolves, and burst into the door in large numbers.
Although it was already noon at that time, there were still many people still immersed in the sweet dreams of last night.
Tuoba Guang, the sentry guarding the sheep, fell down in the haystack and snored asleep without knowing when. Anyway, until he was awakened by the noisy cry of the sheep next to him, no one in the camp noticed anything strange nearby. .
"Someone is coming! Someone is coming!" It wasn't until Tuoba Kuang's two roars broke through the sky that everyone began to realize something was wrong.
I saw this Xianbei warrior running down the high slope with his belly full of shame, running straight to Murong Yan, and said: "I have never seen this group of people, I really have never seen them before!"
Murong Yan was a little happy at first when she saw that this guy actually did what she wanted, and came to report as soon as she saw anything unusual, instead of just relying on the bravery of a reckless man. However, when she followed Tuoba Guang up the slope to find out, what she saw and heard couldn't make her feel optimistic for much longer.
At the edge of the grassland, a team of soldiers and horses was approaching menacingly. Someone among them set up a flag with black characters on a blue background, with "Wuchuan" written on one side and "Heba" written on the other side.
After Zhao Kuo learned about it, he immediately knew the other party's intention. According to ordinary people's thinking, a group of strangers, fully armed, suddenly appeared in front of the unsuspecting herdsmen's tent. Apart from a thieves raid with the intention of robbing property and women, what could it be?
But the young master of the Yuyi Zhao family refuted: "I'm afraid it's the Heba brothers and sisters from Wuchuan Town who have come to show off their power again."
After that, Zhao Kuo started to tell everyone not to act rashly - those who should be drunk should continue to be drunk, and those who should be lethargic should continue to sleep. He decided to only let the bald elders of the tribe bring a few young warriors out to welcome the guests.
Although the bald elder was old and his yellow hair had long since turned into gray, he still couldn't hide his thoughts on his face. Uninformed people asked him what happened. He only said that what Mr. Zhao said was true, and then he could only do as he was told.
After a while, the flag of Wuchuan Town, one of the seven towns, approached the camp. When the bald elder saw the leading young man appearing in front of him, he hurriedly came forward to pay homage. He raised his hands and saluted, "I've seen Major General He Ba!"
Unexpectedly, the young man not only showed no appreciation, but even began to ridicule these complicated Central Plains etiquette, saying: "Bald father, we are not in front of your Han master now, why do you need to perform this Zhou ceremony? I congratulate you on this." This time I came to marry your daughter, and I didn’t come to rob my family, so what are you afraid of?”
"Yes! We are both Xianbei people, why should we separate ourselves and speak in foreign languages?" A cold and sharp female voice came from behind He Basheng.
Everyone took a closer look and found that her and He Basheng's attires were surprisingly consistent: they were both wearing red linings with round collars, two pieces of armor, and waisted breeches. It's just that one of them has black hair and a small braid on the top of his head, and has a majestic and ferocious appearance; the other has his hair tied into two thick wheat-yellow braids and placed on his shoulders, with thin lips, high cheekbones, and deep-set eyes in his eye sockets. Here, the appearance is proud and solemn.
There was a woman nestling next to the bald elder, saying "No, no, no" repeatedly. But He Basheng couldn't control that much. He stepped forward with a big ax and threatened: "Bald dad, don't say I'm unreasonable. If I insist on taking her away, you can't stop me! So, I I am willing to let the bald father send someone to prove that he is better than me and more qualified than me to marry your daughter, so that I can be convinced, and then I will leave."
"This..." The bald elder looked around and realized that all the young and strong members of the clan had gone out hunting, and the rest were insignificant juniors who could not yet become enemies with anyone.
The woman next to He Basheng said again: "I heard that the Zhao brothers and sisters in Yuyi Town are all useless people who are 'not diligent in their four bodies and indifferent to their grains'. How can they compare to us two brothers and sisters? Bald father Why should you succumb to their command and come to our Wuchuan Town, your things will still be sold and your safety will be guaranteed!"
As soon as he finished speaking, another Xianbei warrior emerged from nowhere. He pulled out his scimitar and cursed loudly: "You...are talking nonsense!"
"Oh? It seems that someone has accepted the challenge!" He Basheng smiled miserably, as if the Xianbei warrior was already a corpse in his eyes: "Yu'er, go and join the battle, this kind of young man is not enough So that I can take action!"
"Yes, brother, I'm going to get the head from his neck right now! Drive..." He Ba Yu'er pulled out his long sword and rode his horse to fight. Looking at this battle, she had no intention of showing mercy at all. Killing one or two people and taking a few lives should be part of the plan.
Tuoba's posture as he stood there was also sophisticated enough, with the knife in both hands hanging on his upper body. This was to defend the place where the horse rider was most likely to attack. However, this time he was not facing the ordinary cavalry he had faced before.
The two sides faced off for a moment, and He Ba Yu'er decided to take a pre-emptive strike and charged away on horseback.
Originally, cavalry had an absolute advantage over infantry, but the Heba Yu'er they faced now was no ordinary cavalry. She was an absolute elite capable of commanding a thousand people, and she had outstanding skills.
During the charge on horseback, He Ba Yuer suddenly let go of his other hand on the reins, reached into the saddle bag and pulled out an exquisite crossbow with arrows already hung on it. In other words, she could restrain the horse beneath her with her strong legs alone.
Therefore, she was able to take advantage of the opportunity to attack with a crossbow in one hand, while swinging her sword back and forth on her horse to launch a feint attack.
Tuoba Guang, who originally planned to block the opponent's attack and then take the opportunity to make a strong counterattack, was afraid of being hit by the arrow, so he could only let He Ba Yu'er retreat continuously. His face was full of astonishment, and his eyes were always staring at the beautiful crossbow. It was as if his soul was no longer on the battlefield, but he seemed to be still waving the knife to resist for a few rounds.
Soon, He Ba Yu'er seized the opportunity, swung his sword with great force, and shot the arrow on the opponent's left shoulder. Then he put the crossbow back into the saddle bag, turned the horse's head, and rushed to take the head of Tuoba Guang, shouting: "Suffer death!"
Before he finished speaking, a young man in cloth suddenly appeared between the two of them. With just a "clang" sound, the long sword in He Ba Yu'er's hand was knocked to the ground by others.
Bai Feng didn't even draw his sword before he suddenly walked out and ruined this inherently unfair duel.
"Where did you come from, this young boy? Tell me your name!"
"I'm here, Bai Feng."
"Okay, what a Bai Feng." After He Ba Yu'er said that, he took the long knife thrown by the boy beside him, and then loaded his crossbow with the string, preparing to launch another round of charge.
