"Father, the fifty slaves prepared by my son for today's hunting have arrived and can start at any time!"
A group of slaves were escorted outside the venue. They were thinly dressed, barefooted, and shackled at the hands and feet. Their eyes were full of fear.
"In that case, let's get started." Timur waved his hand.
The soldier opened the shackles of the slaves, pointed to the forest not far away and shouted: "Have you seen that forest? It is your hiding place. His Highness the Prince has favored you for two quarters of an hour. He will come in two quarters of an hour." We will hunt you, if you can escape the hunting for two hours, you will not only survive, but also get the reward of the Great Khan, now, run!"
"Snapped!"
The soldiers cracked their whips, and fifty slaves rushed to the woods. Buying more time would increase their chances of survival.
After releasing the slaves, the three princes and the young leaders of each tribe also left the meeting, bringing their own crossbows and weapons, waiting for the hunting moment outside the venue.
This hunting is only between the prince and the young master, and it coincides with Timur's opportunity to proclaim himself emperor. The significance of this hunt is of great importance-nomads value force more, and the best way to evaluate the level of force is the skill of riding and archery.
Whoever can come out on top in this hunt may be chosen as the successor.
It is not difficult to find that there is an obvious formation behind the three princes.
Most of the mothers of the princes are nobles from other large tribes, and they have strong background support behind them.
For large tribes, if they get the team right, in the future the prince will become a prince, or even the emperor of the Hu Kingdom, and they will also become an emerging noble.
Among the three princes, the eldest prince Sultan is undoubtedly the most powerful. After all, he is the eldest son of the Great Khan and has an advantage since he was born in his mother's womb. The second prince Kuimu and the third prince Bach are slightly less powerful, but they are comparable. Not big.
"Mr. Song, today is a rare winter hunting in our country. Why don't you also go and experience it?" Arhan said with a smile.
Song Che's heart sank. This old fox was digging a hole for himself again. As an envoy of the Daliang Dynasty, he would definitely have to choose one camp if he participated in the hunt, which would offend the other two parties, and most of these slaves were Daliang compatriots. , and how could he do it?
He could only refuse politely: "Song is just a businessman. He can't even draw a bow weighing one hundred pounds. In order to avoid hindering the princes, I think it's better not to go."
"Hey, Mr. Song, you are being humble again. I have seen you hunt red deer and snow leopard with my own eyes. In the past, you defeated the third prince with your superb shooting in the palace." Arhan said threateningly, "Today It’s His Majesty’s birthday, so you must not spoil the fun.”
Now that the words have come to this, does Song Che have any reason to refuse?
He nodded in agreement, and then asked Tuya next to him in a low voice: "Who do you think should be chosen among these three princes?"
Tuya shook his head, a little embarrassed: "In terms of power, Sudan's mother is the sister of the leader of the Eagle Tribe, which is the most powerful tribe outside Dadu; in terms of financial resources, Kuimu's wife is Hu She is the biological daughter of the Minister of Finance, Sarto; in terms of strength, Bach’s riding and shooting skills are much higher than those of the other two brothers, alas..."
She sighed softly: "If I had known, we would have pretended to be sick together. This banquet is simply a game of power..."
Song Che pursed his lips for a moment and already knew what was going on. He stood up and strode outside the venue.
Everyone is staring at the choice of this Liang man. He is the envoy of Liang, and his position is very important.
Song Che first went to the racecourse to choose a horse, and then picked a crossbow. He led the horse towards the three princes.
"Mr. Song, your hard crossbow is really bad. I have a 'cloud-piercing crossbow' here. One arrow can penetrate armor and pierce the chest from a distance of one hundred and fifty steps. It can also fire three arrows at once. As long as the prey is caught." It's locked and there's absolutely no way to escape."
The Sultan was the first to throw out an olive branch. He waved slightly, and the servant held a hard crossbow painted with gold paint and stepped forward to offer it to Song Che.
But before Song Che could respond, the second prince Kuimu pointed to the three hounds tied with reins in front of his horse and said: "The target of this hunting is slaves. They are much smarter than animals, and the environment in the jungle is complex. No matter how good it is, Crossbows may not work;
But my three hounds are different. They have been raised with human flesh since they were young. As long as they lock on the scent, they can be tracked within a five-mile radius, even if they are hiding underground;
Assuming Mr. Song follows me, I promise you won’t leave empty-handed. "
Song Che had a straight face. Just after hearing the words "raised with human flesh", he felt absolutely disgusted with the two princes.
"Second brother, you should use bows and crossbows when hunting. Compete with your shooting skills. If you kill people with hunting dogs, is this still called hunting?" Sudan sneered coldly.
Kuimu retorted: "Brother, don't you also lead hunting dogs? It's just that I don't know how to raise them. Besides, those prey were raised by you. Who knows if you have marked them? "
Sudan stared: "How could I be that kind of person!"
"Stop arguing!" Third Prince Bach led a horse to Song Che. "As the saying goes, a BMW deserves a hero. Mr. Song used to be better than me in archery in the court. This purebred Khan I’ll give you the bloody horse, and with it as a mount, even the snow leopard can catch up!”
"Third brother, you really know how to joke. How useful can horses be when hunting in the forest? You'd better use my Yunchuan Slave!"
"Use my hunting dog, I guarantee you will come out on top!"
They all knew that whoever could win over Song Che, the envoy of Liang Dynasty, would be the first to take the next step, not to mention whether it would improve the efficiency of hunting.
Song Che sneered inwardly, if he hadn't been wearing the hat of "envoy" on his head, how would these three people have rushed to show their courtesy.
“Dear Prince, Song himself doesn’t know how to hunt, so even if he gave me the best bow and crossbow, it would be useless;
Dear Second Prince, the hunting dog you raise is too fierce. Maybe the prey will be killed by it before my arrow is shot;
Dear Third Prince, a BMW is indeed worthy of a hero, but Song calls himself a businessman and is not worthy of the word 'hero', so you should keep this bloody BMW for yourself, but..."
Song Che led the horse to the third prince Bach and said with a smile: "Song felt the bravery of the third prince when we competed in archery in the palace in the past. I think it will be more interesting to go hunting with you."
Bach was flattered and laughed loudly: "Mr. Song, what a wise move!"
The other two princes changed their respectful attitude and took turns sarcastic towards Song Che:
"Humph, you don't know how to appreciate someone, don't regret choosing him!"
"Hunting requires not only bravery, but also brains. You chose the most brainless person, which shows that you don't have much brains either!"
"Boy, who are you calling stupid?" Bach angrily scolded.
"I'll scold anyone who has no brains." Kuimu said coldly, turned around and left with the hunting dog.
The eldest prince Sultan also left a disdainful look, and then rode away.
"Two quarters of an hour is up, the hunting will begin immediately!"
