Chapter 1133 King of Horse

"I said Zhuang Rui, did you come to the prairie to drink or to Qinggu? It's been three days. We have agreed. We haven't found it in half a month, and we're going back to Beijing..." Dr. Ren was drunk before drinking cheese. When he woke up at noon the next day, he found that Zhuang Rui was drunk again. His team leader was unconscious, and the archaeological work naturally could not continue. In the blink of an eye, I have been on the grassland for three days.

"Hey hey, Brother Ren, don't worry, isn't there still more than ten days left? Come on, how about this Uz steel knife made in the Yuan Dynasty? Absolutely cutting iron like mud..."

Zhuang Rui waved his hand carelessly. This time, he came to the prairie and met the bold friends of Timur and Battle. Even if he didn't get anything in archaeology, Zhuang Rui thought it was worth it.

And the full moon machete given to him by Timur made Zhuang Rui love it. He played with the gems on the scabbard and felt the cold at the blade. Zhuang Rui pulled out his hair with great interest and was ready to give Dr. Ren a blow of judgment.

Dr. Ren was made to laugh and cry by Zhuang Rui. After waving his hand to stop his action, he said, "Well, don't cut the iron like mud. You'd better think about the next step..." "Brother Ren, this is not in a hurry. According to historical records, if Genghis Khan's Mausoleum Relying on the Alzhai Grottoes near the Ordos Plateau, let's go there to investigate..." Zhuang Rui has had an in-depth study of the history of the Yuan Dynasty, analyzed several places where Genghis Khan may be buried, and the Arsai Grottoes on the Ordos Plateau is more reliable.

As for Zhuang Rui, it doesn't matter at all. If you walk around Ordos for two days, everything will be clear.

"But..." "Zhuang Rui'an replied, are you awake?"

Just as Dr. Ren was about to speak, the curtain of the yurt was lifted." Timur and Battle came in together, followed by the eccentric little girl Wuyun Qiqige.

"Brother, I have something to tell you..." Zhuang Rui stood up, gave up the two to the chair, and said, "Brother Timur." Brother Battle, you may already know the purpose of our coming here. We are the archaeological team of Beijing University. This time we came to the prairie in the hope of finding the emperor of the Yuan The tomb fills this gap in the history of national archaeology..." Zhuang Rui had never dared to tell Battle about their origin before. After all, although he was famous for archaeology, what he did was actually to dig the graves of each other's ancestors.

You should know that all Mongolians regard themselves as descendants of Genghis Khan. For thousands of years, Genghis Khan has had unparalleled prestige on this prairie.

After Zhuang Rui said this, he peeked at the two people and then said, "Two big brothers, we are scientific archaeology. You don't have to be afraid of disturbing the spirits of your ancestors..."

It is related to the religious beliefs and living habits of ethnic minorities. The country has always paid great attention to it. If the local residents strongly oppose it, even if they find the Genghis Khan Mausoleum, I'm afraid it will not be able to discover it.

"That's it..."

Battle pondered for a moment and said, "Brother Zhuang." To tell you the truth, many archaeological teams have been here in the past few years. "I also want to find the mausoleum of Tianke Khan, but no one can find it. I think your hope is also very slim..."

"Brother Battle, don't you object to our search for Genghis Khan's tomb?" Zhuang Rui was stunned when he heard Bartel's words, and then realized that what he said was Genghis Khan. He couldn't help but be overjoyed. With these locals leading the way, it was definitely much better than being like a head

Batel smiled and said, "We don't want the mausoleums of our ancestors to reappear in the world, but if you can find it," that's also the will of eppiness, and we won't object..." In today's development of scientific and technological communication, many Mongolians have already said goodbye to their grazing Most Mongolians don't even know the Mongolian script anymore.

A nation worships its ancestors because of the great achievements made by their ancestors, but now their national form has undergone fundamental changes, which is not so disgusted with the many scientific teams coming to find the tombs of their ancestors.

And if you can really find the Genghis Khan Mausoleum, it will also be a huge boost for the grassland economy, and at least the tourism industry will definitely develop significantly.

"All right, let's not talk about this matter, Brother Zhuang, I'm going to lose the lottery for you today. Let's go to my ranch. At that time, except for red blood, you can choose other horses..."

It's not so happy to talk to others about how to excavate the ancestral tomb. Battle patted Zhuang Rui on the shoulder and changed the topic.

"Okay, let's go and have a look, but Brother Battle, what you said before was to give me a BMW like red blood..." Zhuang Rui also laughed when he heard the words and galloped on the prairie. This is the dream of every man. In the past few days, Zhuang Rui has been "busy" drinking and didn't Now that I heard Battle talk about it, I couldn't help it.

After Timur, who was standing next to him, heard the conversation between the two, he couldn't help saying, "Zhuang Rui'an replied, Brother Battle is fooling you. There is only one horse king in his ranch, that is, red blood, and other horses can't compare with it at all..." "Ter, I'm afraid of If my brother does An's answer, will he betray my eldest brother?

Battle was not angry. He said with a smile, "I, Battle, keep my word. I will help you find a good horse that is not inferior to red blood. Let's go to the racecourse first..." When he heard that there was a horse riding, Dr. Ren was not entangled in archaeology or archaeology, and he also followed Go to Wuyun Qiqige, a little girl, and a group of five or six people left the gathering place and walked to the racecourse.

Battle's horse farm is not very far from the gathering place. It takes more than ten minutes to walk. When you walk one or two hundred meters away from the horse farm, you can hear the hiss of the horse.

Battle suddenly stopped, hooked his right thumb and index finger into a circle, and put it into his mouth and whistled loudly.

With the whistle of Battle, a high horse hiss sounded. The originally boiling and noisy horse farm suddenly became silent. A fiery cloud-like red horse jumped out of the railing of the horse farm, with four hooves flying, and came to the crowd in an instant.

This horse is very different from ordinary Mongolian horses. Ordinary Mongolian horses are not big in size, with an average height of only 120 to 2 centimeters. The height of this horse is more than 1.7 meters, and its whole body is golden yellow, which is a bit like the legendary sweaty BMW.

In 200 years, the President of Turkmenistan, as a symbol of peace and friendship in Middle-earth, once gave a sweat-blooded BMW called Ahdash in China. After disappearing from the sight of the Chinese people for thousands of years, the sweat-blooded horse returned to the prairie.

However, Battle's one is obviously not the sweat-blooded BMW that was given away. It is estimated that the parents of this horse have the gene of a sweat-blooded horse, so they gave birth to such a horse that looks like a sweat-blooded BMW with a very low probability.

"What a horse king!"

Zhuang Rui couldn't help praising. This red blood is like a white lion. They are all strong people in their respective races. A hiss can silence ten thousand horses, which shows its majesty.

Hearing Zhuang Rui praising the red blood, Battle's face showed a look of embarrassment. He thought that Zhuang Rui had taken a fancy to his baby. He couldn't help muttering, "Brother Zhuang, in fact, it's okay if you want red blood, but this horse is irritable. Except for me, he hasn "

After hearing Bartel's words, Zhuang Rui knew that he had misunderstood his meaning. He quickly waved his hand and said, "No, Brother Bartel, I don't mean that. A gentleman doesn't take people's favor, and red blood should run on the prairie instead of going back to Beijing with me..."

"Ha ha, Brother Zhuang, don't worry, the horse I'm going to give you is sure to be no worse than red blood..." Bartel heard the words and put his heart back in his stomach. If Zhuang Rui decided that he wanted this red blood, he really didn't know what to do?

Timur was obviously a little disapproved of Battle's words. He curled his lips and said, "Isn't it worse than red blood? Brother Battle, is there such a horse on our prairie? "Tamour, did you forget the Hua Qun wild horses you found in the cove some time ago?" Battle laughed.

When Timur heard Battle's words, he immediately widened his eyes and said loudly, "What? Do you mean the horse? But Brother Battle, we have thought of so many ways that we can't catch it. If you use any means, even if you catch it, you can't tame it... "I said, two big brothers, what are you talking about?" Zhuang Rui was a little confused. It seemed that there was a horse comparable to red blood, but It seems that he doesn't belong to Battle now, and I don't know how the big man gave it to himself.

"Nothing, Brother Zhuang, don't worry. Let's choose a good horse for each other. We may go out for a few days..." Battle did not answer Zhuang Rui directly, but put on his chest. In fact, in his heart, he is not completely sure that he can subdue the horse and give it to Zhuang. Wise..

"How many days do you want to go out? How many days will it take?" Zhuang Rui was stunned when he heard the words. Just now, he wondered why he carried such a big package and a few water bags at the Battle Horse Farm. He had been ready for a long time.

But there are only twelve or three days left in Zhuang Rui's grassland archaeological plan, and he doesn't have so much time to compete with a horse.