Chapter 114 Lifelong Alliance

The snowfield in the far north is quiet, and the herdsmen on the frozen Rana River burst into laughter. More than a dozen strong men gathered around a chiseled ice hole and pulled the big net together, shouting slogans: "One, two, three - rise!"

In order not to hinder their physical activities, the herdsmen put on thin lambskin jackets. When the jacket was pressed, their protruding muscles bulged like sails blown by the wind. When they shouted the command, their mouths spewed out a thin white and bright fog. Many barbarian women and children looked around, holding baskets made of bamboo baskets in their hands, and their eyes were full of vision and novelty. .

"Fred it up, fished it up! It's all fish, look, it's all fish!" The herdsman roared excitedly and pulled back the net pulled out of the ice hole. The net was full of black ridge wild fish more than half a foot long. They jumped and shook their tails in the net. The fish's gills opened and closed, and their mouth was powerless to open.

"Tengri God! How many people can eat so much fish? How much beef and mutton can be saved?

"This fish is not rewarded by the gods. Thanks to the great shaman teaching us how to chisel ice fishing, and thanks to the kindness of the new king, otherwise this net fish will have to be handed over to the great nobles!"

"Yes, yes, thank the king and the great shaman, thank them!" Everyone echoed in unison.

The woman and the child came forward, put a warm sheepskin jacket on their shoulders, and held their cold hands, with a smile on their faces. The children took the fish out of the net and threw it into the cage, weighed hard, full of weight, and smiled happily.

The ice is full of laughter. In the poor far north, it is rare for herdsmen who have difficulties to survive to be so happy.

No one expected that peace would spoil the extreme north so soon. It's really a god to open his eyes.

More than a year ago, it was the most turbulent time in recent decades. The Khan king of the Azlan tribe rebelled and killed the old king with the rest of the tribes. The new king Suil and Ke attacked the Azizlan tribe with all the men of the Chinasi tribe and suffered a tragic defeat. Tens of thousands of warriors were cut off their heads and connected their hair together. Tied into a string, dragged on the horsetail and sent it back. Everyone thought that Chi Na had finished thinking and would be slaughtered the tribe like the Gaza tribe more than ten years ago. This is the case with the grassland royal war. There is no surrender, no forgiveness, only death and destruction.

However, the new king captured the Khan King of the Aristlan Department with extraordinary tricks and wisdom, and broke through the camp of the Aristlan Department in the snow that night. He even executed the rebellious warriors of the Aristland Department with iron and blood wrists. He even issued a massacre order to defend the status and glory of the Chinas Department with iron and blood. The new king was also He is called the King of Martial Arts.

Since then, the division of major tribes in the grassland has ended. There is only China Sibu in the far north grassland, and there is only one king, just like overlooking the far north grassland, only Tengri God.

The herdsmen of the defeated tribe were trembling, thinking that their ancestors would be slaves of Chi Na Si in the future. They were afraid of the means of the new king, his force, and the cold bloodlessness when he executed nobles and generals, but they did not expect that the new king who ended the grassland war would be so kind, and the herdsmen of different tribes were as close as one. There is no more struggle and hatred at home. They unite to graze, hunt, trade with cunning merchants in the south, exchange what they need, and even herdsmen from different tribes marry each other like a family.

This is a peaceful era in the grassland for more than 150 years since the end of the era of Zhuo Ligetu Chinas, the god of war.

The herdsmen admire the new king more and more, full of respect, expectation, and even love for him! I believe that he is a hero appointed by the gods and leads the barbarians to become powerful.

An old barbarian raised his fist and roared, "The first net fish of this year, give it to the king!" Without a king, how can there be a barbarian today?

"That's right - that's right - there is a gratitude in the books of southerners, and we barbarians will also repay - the king abolished the nobles, and I don't know how much better it will be without those hateful nobles to strip us? Thank you to the king!"

The herdsmen agree with me.

There were warm cheers in the distance, and the second net fish was raised, which was more beautiful than this net, and the Riana River was full of excitement and joy.

In the distance, the curtain of the tent with a white wolf flag hanging on the top shook, and the white young shaman who looked at the river from the crack of the curtain smiled gently and said, "Is this fishing method really novel for the barbarians?"

"Well, it's too cold in winter in the far north. Even if the ice is more than two feet thick, we can't do anything about it... I even thought that the water under the ice was cold and there was no living things. I didn't expect it to be so warm and there would be so many fish!" The young king, who sat cross-legged in the tent and poked the fire basin with iron pliers, said in a low voice.

"It's a big mistake for southerners to say that the barbarians in the far north are ignorant and unbelievable! The wisdom of the barbarians is no worse than that of the southerners. They lack the barrenness of the grassland, and the wood and steel are scarce. In those years, the king created the first batch of vigorous horses and almost wiped out all the gold of the barbarians before buying high-quality steel and craftsmen from the southern merchants. If the barbarians have resources comparable to the south, they rely on one Can the wilderness and the mountains and a Riana River stop the barbarian iron horse?

"You are wrong, Shaman! If the barbarians are rich in resources and don't have to worry about food and clothing, how can they take the risk to kill and rob the war? After all, our population is too small, and at its peak, there are only 5 million people. There are more than 5 million people in Mengyang alone in the south. If we really want to fight a bloody war, we can't stand the battle!"

The new shaman Shen Fan put down the curtain and roasted his hands on the brazier, "That's right! It is precisely because of geographical differences that there are huge cultural differences between the north and the south. If the far north is really rich in resources and rich, there is no need to burn, kill and loot, it will no longer be called 'barbarism'. Southerners talk about etiquette, benevolence and morality, which is based on the warmth of the people. During the war and famine, the father and son killed each other and starved along the way. At the age of twelve, the woman was sent to the brothel to exchange a few catties of food, which is called nourishment. Even if she repays the kindness of nurturing, this is the appearance of all sentient beings!"

"Well, I have thought about this question. My father has been promoting the etiquette and morality of the south all his life. After all, the barbarians are too poor and too bitter. Can benevolence and morality be eaten? First, the herdsmen must be full of food and clothing, and they don't have to try their best to steal and rob them, and then they can listen to it.

"This is the truth!"

The king's young face is covered with the unique crimson of grassland people. In the past year, his physique and beliefs have been too strong. The king in wolf fur sits cross-legged and is as stable as a mountain. If he rides on the tall war horse of the barbarians, he is even more majestic than his father!

The firelight jumps and reflects on a round and clear jade on the king's neck, and the moist jade is more green.

Shen Fan glanced at each other, "Does the king also love jade?"

Suil and Ke looked down at him and held Yu Jue in his hand. "Well, this Yu Jue belongs to a girl. She gave it to a boy. The boy lost it, and I found it again!"

"Find a jade on a clear grassland, and say that it is impossible to find a needle in a haystack. Is this jade very important to the king? Fan Shuang always thought that northerners only valued such solid wealth as gold and silver, and the saying that it was difficult for southerners to buy good jade would not work in the far north!"

"That girl is my most important woman. Unfortunately, after her death, I didn't even have anything to remember her. It's only been more than a year, and I can't even remember her appearance. I only remember that she likes to wear a pure white fox jacket, a pomegranate red horse skirt, braided into a bunch of hair, decorated with small bells, and walks lightly. Come on, the sound is as beautiful as the yellow warbler flying through summer, but I can't remember her face anymore!" The loyal and brave young king who monopolized all the barbarians said sadly.

"Princess Yumeng Erdun..."

"This Yu Jue, I still got it from the man who killed her..."

"Is that man a night star?"

"Hmm!"

"I also heard something about that night. Does the king hate the night stars? At that time, you were almost as good as your own brothers!"

"I still hate him in my heart! I hate him for defeating Yu Meng, killing Yu Meng, and running away without saying goodbye, but I know that I really saw him, and I can't hate him..."

"The king is really a gentle emperor." Shen Fanshuang poured him a glass of barbarian spirits.

Suil and Ke raised the cup and took a sip and frowned, "It's a little bitter... Maybe it's mixed with last year's bitterness!" He still drank all the wine.

A glass of bitter wine, you know it's bitter.

"I don't know how the night stars are now? When I first met him, Yu Meng, and him, we agreed on a lifelong alliance. I will be the king of the barbarians. He will be the emperor of the south. The barbarians don't have enough food and money in winter. He will give it to me to help us spend the winter. If he goes to war with other empires, I will take cavalry to help him... When he becomes emperor, Yumeng can go. The cities in the south, wearing the gorgeous clothes of the south and eating the delicious food of the south, really live like a princess... But now that the rain is dead, I have become a lonely king, so what about the night stars? The alliance of a lifetime, the alliance of a lifetime is really a joke!"

"He is now General Beichen of Fanyang and has a firm foothold in the south. I'm afraid he will launch a war against Mengyang next!" Shen Fan said indifferently.

"How do you know?"

"There are two sources of intelligence, one is scouting, and the other is to support the confidants and penetrate the enemy. The barbarians have always paid no attention to the infiltration of spies, but the higher the status of spies, the greater the use, which is better than the death detection effect. I chose a few faces that are no different from southerners. The well-minded people went to the south to be spies. Mengyang and Fanyang are all there, and Fanyang's dishes have been able to hear some important events.

"Really? How is he? Is he all right?"

"At present, it's not bad. Some time ago, Mengyang and Fanyang fought a battle. Ye Xingchen emerged and took the title of General Beichen, with military power in his hands. Ye Xingchen is not a mediocre person. He is destined to become a big deal and give him power. It depends on how he turns upside down. But it's not optimistic. Mengyang is too powerful, especially Mengyang's great master of Shura. The variables are so big that I can't predict it!" Shen Fanshuang looked at the king carefully clenching the jade that entrusted the two people to miss him and said calmly.

"It's not bad, they all become. General." The king said lightly.

"King, if one day in the future, Ye Xingchen asks you to help him, will you take action?" Shen Fan's eyes were clear, with divine penetration, staring at the king who lowered his head and drinking.

"I think so! I've never been a hard-hearted person!"

"That's great!"

"Why did the Great Shaman say that?"

Shen Fan's handsome appearance, elegant and handsome, even picked up the barbarian spirits and drank it up, slightly drunk, "Because this war involves the whole world! If the king doesn't take action, Ye Xingchen will undoubtedly lose. The whole world will lose to Emperor Lin Xi and Shura.

"The world thinks that this is a war between Mengyang and Fanyang. In fact, this is a war between man and God, God and rules. Mengyang's military strength was strong, Fanyang's fierce soldiers and horses, the barbarians in the far north were unified, and the three parties were divided and stood upright. The magician, the prophet, the soul returner, the rare secret race in a thousand years live in the same generation. In such a boiling situation, the whole world is a sand table, and there are eggs under the nest?

"Have the king ever thought of sitting in the imperial palace in the south, seeing the ministers, worshipping the people, kneeling and shouting the emperor long live? Your ancestors have been pursuing to conquer the south all their lives. A generation of grassland heroes have filled their bones under the walls of the southern city and fought endlessly. In this era, won't the king be moved by the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity? Shen Fan clenched his fists.

Suil and Ke put down the cup, stared at Shen Fanshuang with dark eyes, and suddenly smiled, "Big Shaman, the tone of your voice just now is almost the same as that of the previous generation of big shaman to my father. That's what the previous generation of big shaman also said to my father. As a result, Chi Na Sibu destroyed the Gaza and 400,000 Gaza. The herdsmen were detained and beheaded and executed on the banks of the River of Juerana, so that they were stained with blood and water for more than ten miles of the River. Chinasi and Azlan became sworn enemies, leading to a series of tragedies behind.

"I'm not moved. I don't want to be an emperor. I just want my herdsmen to live a better life and have nothing else to ask for. It doesn't matter if I don't want to make progress, or that I'm a coward... I won't take the herdsmen to take risks. The men in the grassland will die in a battle, not mowing the grass. They will grow up in autumn and grow again at the beginning of spring. In the past, the barbarians were torn apart. I beat you and you beat me, and men died in civil war. I unified the barbarians, not to take them to war again. The war of you southerners is often led to millions of people. For barbarians with a total population of only millions of people, this is to bury a whole generation of men. How many years will it take to recover? Come on?"

Shen Fan was silent and his eyes were full of respect.

The king's eyes were full of fire, and he was silent for a long time before saying, "What's more, I have agreed with him that I will become the queen and not fight with the south... As long as I live for a day, there will be no war horse. A barbarian warrior will set foot on the land of the south. This is my lifelong alliance with him! "