In Onan, Hebei, Taichiwu Bubao Village.
Temujin's army surrounded him on three sides and stood ready.
On the flank of the army, Guo Jing rode a maroon horse, quietly guarding beside Tuo Lei.
As the son of the Great Khan, Tuo Lei is naturally different from ordinary people. He has several soldiers around him. During the war, the soldiers help clear the surrounding soldiers, and even have to resist some fatal injuries when necessary.
According to regulations, if Tuo Lei dies, his own soldiers must also be buried with him.
Of course, the remuneration of the soldiers is also extremely high, not only in terms of money, but also in terms of the best armor, bows and arrows, scimitars and war horses. Under various conditions, it is why those generals rarely die every time they fight, and they can still make military exploits repeatedly.
Tuo Lei looked at the little red horse under Guo Jing's crotch and drooled greedily.
There is actually a formula for judging whether a war horse is good.
Look at a piece of skin from a distance, and look at the limbs and hooves up close.
The chest is wide when viewed from the front, and the hips are even when viewed from the back.
Pinch the waist, rub the nose and squeeze.
His eyes flickered, and he opened his mouth to look carefully.
Get up and take a walk, preferably a ride.
Guo Jing's horse, on the other hand, has tight muscles and a well-proportioned body. It raises its head and steps wildly, and its eyes are bright. The key is that after training for less than half a month, it came to the battlefield with high fighting spirit and no fear.
You must know that the training of a war horse usually takes a long time. They are wild beasts and are easily stimulated. Fire, blood, and sharp weapons may cause them to become manic.
But this little red horse seemed to be born to be a king. Even the horse carefully selected by his father Khan was slightly afraid of him.
"Guo Jing'an replied, your third master is so kind to you!" Tuo Lei said enviously.
"Hehe!" Guo Jing smiled honestly.
He fell in love with this little red horse at first sight. There were more than a thousand wild horses in the herd. It was the child of the horse king. The third master said that this horse has great potential and is currently no less than most war horses. When it grows up, it will definitely be the king of horses.
As for training the horse, it actually means convincing the horse. With Guo Jing's strength, he directly picks up the little red horse and throws it over his shoulders a few times before it gives up.
When I got home, Little Red Horse was beaten a few more times by Brother Le, and now she is very well-behaved.
Zhebie rode over and threw a bow to Guo Jing.
"Guo Jing, continue."
Guo Jing took it and looked it over: "What a bow!"
Zhebie smiled and said: "Guo Jing, this is the three-stone hard bow of the Great Khan. I know you are strong, so I got an errand for you from the Great Khan.
There will be a battle later, and Tuo Lei will be responsible for flank harassment. You can find an opportunity to go to the front and shoot down their king's flag. "
Tribal wars are naturally different from fighting alone. There are many people talking, and it is impossible to notify everyone by shouting alone. Some use war drums and some use command flags.
The Taichi Wubu Fort is on the defensive side, and usually it is the messenger who informs. The king's flag is the belief of a team, and is usually placed in the center of the army. Once the king's flag falls and the morale of the army is lost, it is likely to be a big defeat.
In the front line, Temujin looked at the fortress in the distance, his heart racing. He is already in his thirties, and this may be his last chance to rise.
If he keeps losing battles, who will follow him?
After looking at the fort for a while, I saw that it was well built. There were horse stakes, trenches, and wooden fences outside the camp. However, the Taichiwu tribe was newly defeated and had lost its will to fight.
Temujin raised his hand: "Kill!"
"Kill!" Thousands of cavalry charged forward directly.
Arrive two or three hundred steps in front of the fortress, throw it away, and go around it. The cavalry followed up with several more rounds of projectiles, completely suppressing the shooters defending the Taichiwu tribe.
Then the infantry moved forward, filled the ditch, and pulled out the horse-repelling stakes.
The hundred-man cavalry led by Tuo Lei harassed, ejected, and ejected the flanks.
Countless cavalrymen galloped on the wide prairie, retreating quickly against the blue sky and white clouds, setting up their bows, aiming, shooting, and then turning. With the speed of war horses, Temujin's side naturally has a longer range than the defending side.
And Guo Jing's three-stone bow can directly experience the smooth feeling of ultra-long-range suppression and shooting moving targets.
Boys all like shooting
of.
Shoot, shoot, shoot.
Listening to the wailing and screaming of the enemies in the distance, Guo Jing, who was enjoying shooting, suddenly felt a little unbearable.
What is the purpose of his practice? Is it just bullying?
After hesitating for a moment, he noticed a soldier next to him. He was thin and small, and he could only shoot an arrow a few dozen steps away.
Fortunately, her equestrian skills were good, otherwise at their speed, Hua Zheng would have been trampled to death.
It's time to end the fight!
No longer hesitating, when the flanking army turned around, Guo Jing broke away from the team and rushed directly to the fortress, two hundred steps, one hundred and fifty steps, one hundred steps, kicking off his horse, jumping up and down. How tall.
In the sky, Guo Jing aimed at the king's flag, bent his bow, and shot.
"Whoosh!"
One arrow and the flag is broken!
When he saw the panic-looking and gorgeously dressed man next to Wang Qi, Guo Jing took another shot.
"Whoosh!"
An arrow to the heart!
When he got down, Guo Jing happened to be sitting on the little red horse. Facing the rain of arrows, he swiped his long bow, rolled up his inner strength, knocked down all the arrows, and turned around to leave.
"Ta'erhutai is dead. Those who surrender will not be killed!" Guo Jing shouted loudly.
After a moment, the other sergeants shouted together, their voices rising to the sky.
"Ta'erhutai is dead, and those who surrender will not be killed!"
The people in the back looked at Guo Jing's heroic and exaggerated actions, and many of them opened their mouths wide.
This is too strong!
Hua Zheng, who had been pulled aside by Tuo Lei in the distance, saw her face turn red.
Prairie people all worship warriors.
This is her sweetheart!
Temujin, who was sitting in the rear, also shouted: "Okay!"
"Congratulations to the Great Khan, you have such a brave man under your command!" Borshu quickly cheered.
"Hahaha~" Temujin laughed.
But no one noticed that there was a different worry in his eyes: This Guo Jing was too powerful. He was only twelve years old, but he was getting older.
Looking at Hua Zheng in the distance, Temujin's heart moved.
How could he not know that his daughter secretly came to the army, but he still turned a blind eye. As his daughter, Temujin, how could she not see blood?
Now it would be great if this girl could be with Guo Jing.
Wenwen Township is the Tomb of Heroes. Wouldn't it be nice to let Guo Jing have dozens of concubines for her daughter?
His subordinates can be strong, but they cannot be too strong, even enough to threaten him.
"Oh, oh, oh! Victory!"
Hearing the shouts of his subordinates, Temujin stepped forward: "Brothers, divide the property, divide the women, and divide the prisoners!"
"The Great Khan is victorious!" Suddenly the sergeant's atmosphere became high again.
After the war, the property was collected and the cattle, sheep and horses were driven back to the tribe. Temujin ordered all the remains to be burned together.
Raging fires, black smoke and black floc filled the entire sky.
The sergeants stood solemnly in front of the fire. No matter whether there were relatives or friends inside, no one could cry.
According to grassland custom, the tears shed by relatives at the funeral of the deceased will turn into rain on the road leading to the underworld.
Guo Jing was silently in a daze.
He couldn't figure it out. We were all human beings. Why did we have to rob and rob each other, even to the point of killing?
"Jing'er, you have made great achievements this time, what reward do you want!" Temujin came over and asked with a smile.
Hua Zheng looked at Guo Jing expectantly, her eyes shining brightly.
Want me, want me!
Guo Jing thought for a while: "Khan, you have been very good to me and my mother. We don't lack anything at home."
"Hahaha~"
Temujin laughed when he heard this. He liked honest people like this. A little kindness could make people work hard.
"That won't work. I, Temujin, will reward you for your merits. If you don't reward you for your great achievements, it won't make people laugh. In this way, the three-stone hard bow world
Rarely available, reward you!
In addition, you have such strength, but it is a pity to be a soldier beside Tuo Lei. I will give you a hundred cavalry and become a centurion! "
Hearing this, Guo Jing waved his hands quickly: "I'm sorry, Khan, I'm afraid I can't be your centurion.
My seven masters made an agreement with Taoist Master Qiu Chuji of the Quanzhen Sect twelve years ago. When I turn eighteen, I will go to Jiaxing Yanyu Tower to compete with the Taoist Master's apprentices. "
When Temujin heard this, he looked at Tuo Lei next to him: "Look at Guo Jing, he promises a thousand dollars, you have to learn from him!"
Then he stepped forward and patted Guo Jing's shoulder affectionately twice: "No problem, it's a fight. I, Temujin, can come and go with ease. When you want to leave, I won't stop you."
Guo Jing was dumbfounded. Ever since he was young, the last thing he could do was refuse.
"Then, thank you Khan!" Guo Jing put his hand on his chest.
Temujin nodded with satisfaction.
"Congratulations to the Great Khan!" Borshu shouted immediately.
"Hahaha~"
After collecting his capable subordinates, Temujin silently stepped back dozens of steps. The fire here was too strong, and his hair was scorched.
Of course, as a king, you cannot scream in pain, and you must not show weakness.
Temujin silently cut off his singed hair.
Half a month later, Temujin’s camp was filled with laughter and joy.
"Come on, congratulations to our Jing'er for winning the battle and making great achievements, becoming a centurion!" Han Xiaoying picked up the bowl and shouted.
"Come on, congratulations!" The others immediately picked up their wine bowls.
Guo Jing frowned, picked up the bowl and drank it all in one gulp.
"Jing'er, you've got two of the three great joys in life, why aren't you happy?" Zhu Cong asked.
Guo Jing raised his head: "I was thinking, the Taichiwu tribe has no enmity against us, why did they attack them and kill so many people."
Hearing this, the seven brothers and sisters looked at each other and sighed.
Zhu Cong stepped forward and put his arms around Guo Jing's shoulders: "Jing'er, when we first entered the world, we were just like you. We only wanted to do chivalry and help the weak.
But you have to understand that this world is not black and white. In many cases, it is survival of the fittest.
Your grassland is so big and there are only so many water plants. Ask your mother how many conflicts she had over competing for pasture and water sources when she was herding sheep?
And as your tribe gets bigger and bigger, and there are more and more cattle and sheep, fighting and killing them is inevitable. "
Guo Jing sighed: "It would be great if one day there was no fighting in this world."
Zhu Cong smiled: "That would be difficult, unless like us in the Song Dynasty, everything is controlled by the government. For example, if there are fights in the village over water sources, if there are officials to mediate, the damage can be minimized. .”
Guo Jing thought thoughtfully, if someone could build a unified empire and formulate all the rules, wouldn't everything be fine?
"Gululu~" Guo Jing looked down and saw Le Ge putting his little head in the kumiss and blowing bubbles.
this...
It's better to be a cat and be carefree.
But blowing bubbles in the water looked quite interesting, and Guo Jing was a little moved.
Evening, grassland.
Guo Jing lay on the grass with his hands on the back of his head, smelling the fragrance of the grass, looking up at the bright stars above his head, feeling slightly dazed.
The little red horse was chewing the grass intently on the side, while Le Ge was jumping high in the distance, then got into the ground, and jumped up again, having a great time.
Sometimes I catch a cute prairie squirrel and slap it away with one paw.
"Guo Jing, I knew you were here. Here you go, the golden hairpin you want!" Hua Zheng came over, stood on Guo Jing's side, and said condescendingly.
Guo Jing stretched out his hand.
"How lazy!" Hua Zheng exclaimed and had no choice but to squat down and put the gold hairpin in Guo Jing's hand.
Hua Zheng was wearing a skirt today. When she knelt down, the corner of her skirt was placed on Guo Jing's face, and she seemed to smell a vague and strange smell.
"Guo Jing, why did you ask Father Khan for this golden hairpin? Is it a gift?" Hua Zheng asked expectantly.
After saying that, she also lay down, squeezed her head with Guo Jing, and looked at the stars.
I can't seem to get enough of the dazzling stars in the sky.
The old people in the grassland say that it is their ancestors who are blessing and watching over them.
"Well, it's for my mother. I think she hasn't worn jewelry for a long time!" Guo Jing nodded.
Hua Zheng was stunned: "Why should you give it to your mother?"
She thought it was for her and sent it over with great expectation.
"Because I have a mother!" Guo Jing replied sincerely.
Hua Zheng:......
Miao Le:......
After being silent for a while, seeing that Guo Jing had no intention of apologizing, Hua Zheng sighed.
Men on the grassland seem to be like this and don't care about girls' moods at all.
After a while, Hua Zheng asked a question and Guo Jing answered, just like a piece of wood.
"Guo Jing, I'm going to relieve myself. Please help me take a look!" Hua Zheng suddenly said without any shyness.
"Okay." Guo Jing nodded.
This has been the case since childhood.
On the grassland, in most cases, everyone takes care of personal hygiene in the wild.
Because grazing requires moving pastures with the seasons, special urination places are rarely built for convenience. Moreover, after urination is buried in the grass, the water plants will be more lush in the coming year.
This is the experience of the older generation.
Fortunately, the girls wore long skirts, so they couldn't see anything clearly when they squatted down.
After Hua Zheng took two steps, she noticed that there was a hole in the ground, which saved her the trouble of digging.
After a while.
"ah!"
Guo Jing rushed over in the blink of an eye, hugged Hua Zheng aside, and asked nervously: "What's wrong?"
Hua Zheng was shocked and pointed at the big hole: "hole, there is a pair of blue eyes in the hole!"
Guo Jing looked at the bottomless hole, estimated its size, and fell into deep thought. It seemed a little familiar.
Hua Zheng snuggled into Guo Jing's broad chest. It was the first time she felt the hot temperature and strong heartbeat at such a close distance. The girl suddenly felt hot all over her body.
Unconsciously, his hands hugged each other tightly.
Guo Jing frowned: "Hua Zheng, your body feels so hot. Do you have a fever?"
"Also, you haven't put on your underpants yet."
Hua Zheng rolled her eyes and felt chills from head to toe.
After pouting and letting go of Guo Jing, the girl slowly pulled up her pants from her calves to her thighs. Her skirt was also lifted up unintentionally, leaving her legs white and tight.
Unlike other prairie girls, Hua Zheng had to work hard and be exposed to the sun since she was a child, so her skin was very fair. However, she also exercised regularly, so her slender legs were different from what Guo Jing had usually seen.
He accidentally saw Hua Zheng's slowly exposed pair of slender and straight legs. For some reason, Guo Jing felt a little warm all over, and he even suddenly had the urge to pounce on them and lick them.
Feeling the abnormality in his body and mind, Guo Jing quickly recited the mantra for purifying the heart in his mind: Those who are quiet inside cannot afford distracting thoughts. Those who are externally quiet are unsullied from all dust...
It took him a while to calm down, but then he wondered: Could it be that he also had a fever?
