Chapter 52 The Crisis of Zhaerhua

October of the fourth year of Mengyang Linxi.

The annual southward winter migration of the barbarians has begun, and the whole far north grassland has become bleak. The original vast green has become yellow, and even the originally clear river has a sense of turbidity. The endless snowy mountains in the far north are surrounded by leady dark clouds, rolling and roaring like a dragon, while the white snowy mountains stop the thick clouds like a dike. But the momentum of Moyun is still strengthening. When the dark clouds containing the wind and snow cross the tall and pure white snowy mountains, the whole grassland will be covered with vast white snow. The conditions of the frozen grassland are extremely difficult, and only the most beautiful grassland in the far north on the south bank of the Rina River can bring the herdsmen the vitality to live.

The southward migration of the barbarians generally starts from the beginning of October. First, the tribes are dispatched by the cavalry to survey the terrain and landform in advance and occupy the camp for their own tribes in advance. The annual southward migration of the barbarians has formed a tacit understanding - the powerful tribes occupy the most beautiful grassland and the largest camp. The weak tribe is conscious of a little camp and does not take a step beyond the minefield. The natural law of survival of the fittest is vividly reflected. No one will be careless about the winter grassland camp, which involves whether the whole tribe can survive this winter.

The Chinas Department has sent General Zaerhua Hutugu to lead the samurai of the gale tent to the grassland on the south bank of the River in advance. The warrior of the big wind tent may not be able to compare with the vigorous riding in close confrontation, but the mobility and sensitivity of the big wind tent warrior are far above the vigorous riding. The principle of the training of the Great Wind Curtain Samurai is to assassinate and attack, and wait for reconnaissance. Although the army was established late, it was a strong soldier on the grassland.

Every year, Chinassi takes the gale tent as the advance force, riding vigorously to protect herdsmen and slaves under the leadership of the king and Prince Sujile. Each nobles is responsible for protecting the herdsmen's property under their own name. And General Aratancang's corps corps wandered around the whole force to prevent potential crises. Although the Chinas tribe has the largest population among the grassland tribes, the migration is the best, and it is the Chinasi who has many powerful famous generals.

The king walked side by side with General Su and Saihan, and Su Zile's horse followed. Around him followed by more than ten heroic warriors riding black armor and black horses, followed by Yin Zhe, the son of General Yan, a Mengyang youth of the Fanyang Dynasty who stayed on the grassland as a proton. He has experienced such a migration twice, and this is the third time. After staying on the grassland for more than three years, Yin Zhe's personality remained unchanged. He rode on a tall barbarian war horse with his eyes narrowed like a cat, but his eyes under his eyes were as sharp as a needle. Under the tight black scales, his muscles are extremely smooth and extremely sensitive - he himself is an assassin mainly for assassination. During this period, many barbarian warriors heard that he was the son of General Fanyang Yudianyan. They must have worked well and wanted to compete with him. But for an assassin who is proficient in assassination, the warrior was already dead when he stood in front of him openly and unprepared to invite him to fight...

The only thing that I feel unaccustomed to on the grassland is an inexplicable feeling of bleakness, not because of loneliness. The assassin itself is lonely, but the sadness that can't integrate into this barbarians. He likes to be quiet and lie there peacefully watching the stars and watch the night sky. He couldn't stand the barbarians shouting around the fire and dancing the so-called 'dance'. The men tried their best to pour wine and tear the roasted delicate mutton out, which made the herdsmen around him laugh... At this time, he quietly left alone with a tired look on his face. But no matter where he walks, five or six elite warriors will follow him, both for protection and guard. He is just a bond that ties the alliance between Fanyang and Chinas.

He has met the great shaman of Chinas, several generals, and Princess Yumeng of Prince Suzil and Ke and Azislan, and only one person left a deep impression on him. The god-perfect teenager has coral-red eyes, a pale face with a gentle smile, and a sense of luxury and grace that can only be accumulated by several generations of nobles. He did not wear a thick sheepskin robe like the herdsman, but a luxurious and bright silk robe, embroidered with a Hyacinth in front of his chest!

After many people inquired, he knew that the teenager was from Mengyang, and his identity was equivalent to him. He was the son of General Tiantian of Mengyang Town and a descendant of the Ye Dynasty. The indescribable temperament of the teenager has always been deeply impressed in his heart. He doesn't know why he feels like this - this teenager named Night Star must be the person who will stand high and hold power in the future. It's like a premonition and intuition, as an assassin's intuition in the face of danger. He and Ye Xingchen will not be friends in the future, but enemies!

But now, he, the son of General Fanyang Yudian Yan, is working as a proton in the far north grassland. Night Star, the son of General Tian of Mengyang Town, was exiled to the grassland. The fate of the two people is really similar... hehe. However, the dragon lurks deep in the stream, how can he know that he will dance in the sky after the New Year, and it is nothing to be separated for the time being. Night Star is by no means a mediocre person, because what he sees in the eyes of the teenager is strong desire and hatred deeply hidden by the sense of luxury and tranquility.

Suddenly, a fast horse rushed out in front of him and rushed to the king. The samurai behind the king reacted very quickly, instigating the war horse to surround the king in the middle, * tilting it on his shoulder to make a preparatory posture for slashing. Several threed warriors raised their bows and arrows at the fierce cavalry.

The comer is approaching, which is the light armored suit of the Dafeng tent warrior. The warrior on horseback was covered with blood, his eyes soared, and he roared loudly: "King Tatamu Khan of the Kumar Department rebelled, and General Zaerhua was ambushed... Kuma rebelled..."

The sad and angry roar of the warrior fluctuated with the sound of the horse's hoofs under him, and his whole body seemed to climb out of the abyss of hell. The horde warrior beside the king put down the full bow in his hand, but the sword of the warrior was still held high and did not relax at all. Su and the general's horse slanted into the big wind tent warrior and the king, and his eyes were extremely gloomy - Kumar rebelled? The waste rebellion of King Tatamu Khan?

He took a look at the king and briefly looked at the king's amber eyes. Their reactions were the same: if King Tatamu Khan was not crazy, someone else was supporting him! The Kuma tribe is the weakest tribe, and King Tatam Khan is also a greedy and afraid of death. He gave him ten times to dare to rebel against such a big event. At the beginning of killing Kuma's Ehuza Tatamu, didn't King Tatamu dare to say anything?

The horse of the samurai was about to come to the king. He violently strangled the war horse, rolled down with inertia, rolled down on the ground, knelt in front of the king with one knee, held his fists, and said in a low voice, "Report to the king, the king of Tatamu Khan of Kuma led troops to ambush General Zaerhua. The general brought you a message to you, the tribe temporarily Don't move or get close to Yinma Village. The gale tent is fighting with King Tatamu Khan. Please be careful.

The king nodded and waved his hand to the warrior to retreat. He said with a gloomy face, "Su He, bring 20,000 vigorous riders with me, and the tribe will be temporarily handed over to Alatancang and Suzilheke." He turned around and said to his son, "Don't panic. Send someone to find General Alatancang. The thaya rider warriors contracted together. The rest of the heroic horses will be handed over to you, so that the herdsmen and nobles can stop, and don't reveal the war ahead!" The king patted his son's thick shoulder, and Amber's eyes were full of trust and approval - Su Rile grew up and should also take responsibility.

Suile and Ke wore armor, and their broad faces were hidden behind the chain armor of the helmet, and their eyes flashed with worry. Dad has been getting weaker over the years, especially when he lost an arm during the Southern Expedition a few years ago, which is not suitable for another war. He is really worried about letting Dad go to the front battlefield to fight.

As if he sensed the worry in his son's heart, the king laughed and said, "Don't worry, don't worry. Dad, what have you seen in your life? I haven't paid attention to the small Kuma department yet, and with General Su and General Zaerhua, it will be fine. You are different. You are the last man surnamed "Chi Nasi" except me, and you can't stand the loss. After my death, you will be the king of the barbarians! In the future, Dad will follow your horse and obey your orders, and several generals and nobles and all herdsmen will kneel in front of you to be loyal to you. Your road has just begun!"

It was both like encouragement and an explanation of his last words. The king's old and dry hands stroked his son's hard face armor, and his dry lips showed a comforting smile. The king is much older than the Southern Expedition four years ago. At that time, the king's hair was mottled, the body under the wolf skin armor was like iron casting, and his chest seemed to have accumulated infinite power. At that time, on the wall of Mengyang Yining City, the king was indifferent to watch the slaughter and killings in the city and told his son that what they were doing was to make Mengyang's historians not even have the courage to write. At that time, the king stood in front of the Mengyang imperial capital and opened his arms as if to hold the most famous city on the continent in his arms...

But now the king's hair is gray, his amber eyes are slightly cloudy, and his chest can't help but collapse... Suril really can't bear his father to go to such a dangerous place as the battlefield. That's not a place where the old man should go.

But before he could say something to retain him, the king had tightened the reins, and his face became cold and hard in an instant. He straightened his chest and let the cold wind pour in, as if a fierce momentum burst out in an instant. The tall war horse rushed forward a few steps, raised its front hoof and stood up and hissed loudly. The dark high cloud horse has not trimmed the horse's mane. In October, the cold wind swept by, and the horse's mane and the big command on the king's back flew like a hunting flag. The murals of the king and the war horse walking down from the ancient rock wall are desolate and powerful. The clear silhouette is branded in everyone's hearts. Even the son of the reverent General Fanyang couldn't help opening his eyes and staring at the power of each person and one horse.

The king roared loudly, "Rain, follow me to fight!" Then a horse rushed out first, followed by 20,000 black armored and black horse murderous prairie heavy cavalry emperors, like a black arrow shot out. Suzile and Kemu watched their father go to war with the army. Maybe it was because his father had not fought for a long time, or because he was also joined the army now and knew how dangerous it was on the battlefield. In the past, he always felt that his father would never fail in the war. He was an immortal god of war, but as he grew up, his father became old, and he finally understood how hard-won his father's throne was!

The king has left with his troops and has not stopped much. Young Sujile and Ke suddenly lost their feelings, and his father finally left such a great image in his heart. Even many years later, I was too old. Thinking of what my father said to me at that time, my father jumped up on a horse, wearing a flag fluttering in the wind, which was murderous. This is the lord of the grassland, the ruler of the grassland appointed by Tengri, who is powerful, invincible and irresistible! This is the impression in everyone's heart.

But in the eyes of Suzil and Ke, this is the last impression left by his father. When Dad briefly told him something, he just listened quietly until he left without even saying a word of 'Take care'. He thought that his father would return with the heroic iron horse again, but he didn't think that the last time in a hurry was to say goodbye.

More than 200 miles away from the grassland on the south bank of the Rilana River, Yinma Village.

This is an abandoned horse bandit village, which is said to be very famous decades ago. The horse bandits in the village robbed merchants along the way, robbed the herdsmen who passed by, and even the Khan king dared to rob them. Finally, they were besieged by the army sent by the king of Chinas at that time. At its peak, there were more than 2,000 people in this stockade. They went in and out all day long, and the horses' hoofs were dug around, and the grass around the stockade was not moved to calm down. The grass around the stockade had long been dead. The soil has been eroded into sand by the wind and sand, and the ten-mile radius of Yinma Village has been severely sandy. Now it has not recovered after nearly 50 years.

This place has always been dead, but today it is noisy and chaotic. With the roar of warriors and the hissing of war horses, the whole silver horse village is full of yellow sand. Zaerhua choked into his throat despite the wind and sand and shouted, "Don't fight head-on, retreat to the stockade, and wait for the follow-up support of the troops!" The wind tent warriors rushed to the depths of the desert and stopped fighting with the enemy. Behind them was a large group of enemies, all dressed as Kumar warriors.

Zer's green eyes were extremely cold. He never thought that he would be ambushed in this place, and he didn't expect that they would be a tribe like Kuma, which was nothing compared with Chi Nasi. Zaerhua's warriors are all scout warriors who are good at detecting and ambush, but they didn't expect to be ambushed by other warriors. There are not too many enemies, about 10,000 people. Although 30,000 people are organized, Zaerhua divided the army into several separate operations in order to seize the pastures for the tribe faster. His team was only 6,000. The enemy began to ambush on a gentle slope, first leading a long shot, and then using the momentum of the gentle slope to kill Zaerhua unprepared, which made the army confused.

The warriors of Zaerhua won in terms of mobility. They did not entangle with the enemy, quickly broke away from the battle group and followed General Zaerhua to rush to the depths of the silver horse village. Six thousand cavalry galloped by, rolling up a slip of smoke and dust on the yellow sand, leaving behind them more than 10,000 warriors of Kuma's troops to beat their horses.

At this time, Zha Erhua's thoughts are not on this, and he has been sticking to the king's plan. When the king returned from the southern expedition, he decided to launch the grassland unification war five years later, that is, next year. But now that the Kuma Department attacked Chi Naisi's army before winter was coming, did they burn their brains or planned to think that they could resist the Force of Chi Naisi alone? Is King Tatamu Khan crazy? Zaerhua kicked the war horse under him and forced it to accelerate, his eyes became more and more gloomy, and a bad idea formed in his mind - was it that several Khan kings sensed the intention of Chi Nasi to form an alliance with the Fanyang Dynasty and prepare to unify the grassland?

Zarhua's heart seems to sink into the abyss - was she robbed of the first hand?

In addition to this explanation, he really can't figure out why the Kuma department dares to offend the majesty of Chi Nasi! The gale tent warrior accelerated and rushed into the abandoned silver horse village, relying on the village to breathe slowly and then compete with the warriors of the Kuma Department, and can also wait for other teams to support. If it really doesn't work, even if you reorganize in the stockade and fight with the enemy. Zaerhua's hand clenched the wolf blade, and Sen Lv's eyes were full of murderous intent.

The warriors of Kuma stopped in front of the abandoned village, and their large troops guarded in front of the entrance of the village. General Kuma, who led the army, looked at the dark scene at the entrance of the Silver Horse Village, opened like the devil's mouth and did not dare to enter rashly. The samurai's eyes swept over the abandoned wooden stockade - decades of erosion, and the wood was dry, rotten and crumbling. A sneer flashed at the corners of his mouth and ordered, "I don't believe that the flowers can't come out if you set fire to the stockade!"

The samurai got the order and acted quickly. They also knew that time was running out. If they didn't quickly destroy this team of Chinasi warriors and retreat, they might be the crazy revenge of the Chinass army... When their Khan king ordered them to stop Chinass's army, everyone thought that the Khan king was crazy. King Khan did not say the reason, and his attitude was extremely resolute. He ordered Kuma's troops to only see Chi Naisi's army fighting.

The wooden stockade is abnormally dry and burns when igniting. The fire quickly surrounded the whole stockade in thick smoke as the violent wind became stronger and stronger. The blazing fire forced the Kumar warriors to retreat, and the jumping flames shone on the murderous warrior's faces, and the expressions on their faces became more and more fanatical - perhaps when they first wanted them to fight the army of Chi Nasi, the warriors were still afraid. But after it was really opened, the warriors were no longer scrupulous, and the blood in the bones of the fanatical and belligerent barbarians was ignited like a flame.

They waved the weapons in their hands, they howled loudly, they ignored nothing, and all they had left was the desire to kill. The war horses under the warriors were also uneasily scratched by the fire and kept struggling with the reins. The sky above the silver horse village was burned red, and the blazing temperature emitted, and the flames were swept higher and higher by the wind, as if they were going to burn all the way to the dome.

The general who led the Kuma warriors to attack and kill Chi Nasi was so fierce that he looked at the stockade surrounded by the fire and said coldly, "Chi Nasi's wolf teeth are either burned inside like a dead dog, or... come out and fight with me!"