The green mountains are towering and the white clouds are fluttering, like a jade belt wrapped around the waist.
At the foot of the green hills, the grass grows long and warblers fly, and cattle and sheep roam the streets, feeling contented and contented.
The beautiful girl is riding a horse, driving the cattle and sheep along the grass, but there is no joy in her empty eyes.
Occasionally I wipe the corners of my eyes, but the crystal tears make the world feel sad for them.
In the distance, a fast horse came quickly, and soon it was close.
There was a strong and burly young man, but when facing the girl, he felt ashamed and shy.
"Qiqige, have you heard? King Khan plans to marry you."
When speaking, the young man's tone was full of regret and regret.
Among men on the grassland, who wouldn’t want to marry someone of his own temperament?
The reputation of the grassland flower has already spread to all directions. I don’t know how many people came here just to catch a glimpse of her beauty.
The man who loves her is longer than the Yinma River (Kullen River).
It’s just that many people are self-aware.
Such fairies are destined to belong to noble people. Ordinary men would be extremely happy if they could just take a look at it from a distance.
No, news came from Hu Lan Hu Wen that the new Khan King was going to marry Qi Qiqi and make her his princess.
When the girl heard the news, she didn't smile at all, but looked a little sad.
"Abu hasn't come back yet. Will he never come back?"
Qiqige's father was recruited by the Great Khan before winter, saying that he was going to the east to fish in the sea.
But now that spring is almost over, Qi Qiqi looks forward to it day and night, but never sees his father's return.
Not only her father, but also all the young men of Narena tribe did not come back.
So much so that this spring, there was no singing and laughter on the grassland at all. Elegies of missing loved ones filled the world, and the Morinouqin also lost its joy.
He hates noble people who suddenly become hypothermic.
In the eyes of those high-ranking nobles, they did not treat them as human beings at all.
Before setting off for the expedition, not only did they mobilize all the young men, they also took away most of the cattle and sheep.
As a result, in the winter that just passed, more than 300 people froze to death in the entire Narena tribe.
The Naruna tribe is a small tribe that has lived on the banks of the Yinma River for generations. In fact, in terms of blood relationship, it is not very close to the Khalkha Mongolia.
On the grasslands, such tribes are naturally the targets of oppression.
Now, the tribe has reached a time of life and death, and even she herself has to be sacrificed.
"Boji, let's go and find new pastures and stop being slaves, okay?"
Hearing Qiqige's voice, the young man felt happy, and then his face became heavy.
"If King Khan finds out, everyone will die."
Qiqi Ge had a sad smile on his face.
"Can we still survive?"
Her beautiful voice like an oriole penetrated into the boy's heart, and the fact that this was the case finally touched Boji.
"I'll ask the big guys."
The young man rode away and quickly disappeared over the horizon.
Qi Qige also had no intention of grazing, so he simply gathered the cattle and sheep and returned to the tribe.
When she came back, the people in the clan had already discussed the outcome.
The old ones are old, the young ones are small, and the Naruna tribe no longer has the prosperity of the past.
"For the sake of the tribe, we decided to find new pastures. Qi Qiqi, you are the flower of the prairie. If you encounter a suitable place, do you know what to do?"
Abumu is old and frail but possesses wisdom and is now the backbone of the tribe.
Why don't you understand its character?
On the grassland, girls get married and have children when they are eleven or twelve years old.
In such an environment, one has to mature early.
The reason why Qiqi Ge is not married yet is because her beauty is known to everyone, and no one qualified to marry her has yet appeared.
Once they leave here and find a new place to live, if the weak Narena tribe wants to be accepted, they can only rely on her for marriage.
In this regard, his character has no complaints.
In any case, a new habitat is better than staying here and being eaten dry by those vicious Khans and Taijis.
The population of the Naruna tribe is not large anymore, but there is an advantage.
That is, once you decide to leave, you can start quickly.
The Lele car was loaded with the last bits of the tribe's belongings, and the ignorant cattle and sheep gathered into a white cloud. They didn't even have time to take another bite of fresh grass before they were whipped onto the migration path.
Sulan suddenly became hypothermic in the west. In order to survive, Naruna decided to go east.
The further you go, the better.
Three days later, they walked to a place called Qiuba Mountain, and the sky behind them suddenly became dusty.
Experienced Mongolians can tell at a glance that this is a large group of cavalry moving rapidly.
"No, King Khan's men are chasing us."
The entire Narena tribe was in a panic, and everyone used their strength to speed up their pace.
But they were migrating tribes, how could they compare with the lightly-armed cavalry moving forward?
Everyone felt despair when they saw thousands of cavalry rushing in like a flood.
Boji didn't know where he got the courage to run to Qiqige.
"I will lead some people to resist for a while. You guys should leave quickly. If I don't come back, you must take care of my brother and sister."
Qiqige had tears in his eyes, of course he knew what this meant.
"I'd better follow them back."
Perhaps she could use herself to exchange for the peace of the tribe.
"Kill us all, and you will still be taken back."
The wise Abu Mu saw it more clearly.
On the grassland, women have never been able to determine their own destiny.
The more beautiful the woman, the more so.
For a time, the entire tribe was crying.
Everyone had a premonition of the scene where the cavalry would rush in and kill.
The shaking of the earth became more and more obvious, but it far exceeded the power of the pursuers.
Everyone in Naruna's tribe was shocked and turned to look to the east.
The same smoke and dust rising from the sky is even more spectacular.
Under the smoke and dust, even the gods had to avoid the scene of tens of thousands of cavalry rushing towards them.
The unfamiliar cavalry quickly rushed forward, but ignored the precarious Narena tribe. Instead, they quickly divided into several groups, went around, and attacked the Khalkha cavalry.
The Khalkha cavalry, who were hunting as if they were hunting, suddenly saw this uninvited guest coming out without warning and were completely panicked.
The opponent has more people than them, their horses are taller than them, their equipment is better than theirs, and their organization is stricter than them.
As soon as it collided, it collapsed on the spot like boiling water.
The entire Narenna tribe stared at the battlefield dumbfounded, confused for a moment.
"Where are these people?"
The wisest Abu Mu also lost his judgment.
On the flat grassland, although their tribe was small, they could not hide their traces.
A large group of cavalry came slowly from behind and surrounded them.
Seeing that these cavalrymen were equipped with muskets, swords, and bows and crossbows, all the Narena tribe was extremely frightened.
Boji and several other young people held their bows and arrows tremblingly, feeling that they would be destroyed at any moment.
A cold-faced general rode forward, completely ignoring the simple bows and arrows in the hands of the Mongols.
"I am Wang Yan, commander of the 1st Cavalry Division of the Imperial Defense Force. Why are you being hunted down?"
(End of chapter)
