Nightfall Chapter 31: Da Hei and Xiao Xue (Part 1)
Volume Two, Winter Lake, Chapter 31, Dahei and Xiaoxue (Part 1)
In the winter wasteland, even if there are mountains blocking the wind and hot springs, it is still cold. The negotiations between the Wang Court and the Central Plains countries have been going on for many days and have entered the hottest stage.
That team of temple cavalry escorted all the nobles here because Princess Shan Yu likes flowers and plants very much. Because of the wasteland climate, she can't cultivate the law, so she earnestly revised the book and asked the temple to let the nymphomaniac Lu Chenjia come to the palace. Yes, in order to ask in person.
This matter has nothing to do with the negotiation, but at the beginning it happened to be the time when the negotiation was deadlocked. Like the grain and grass sent by the girls of the Dahe Country, it is a subsidiary emotional exchange.
Neither the barbarians left the account nor the Central Plains countries want to continue the war. The invading and plundering in the previous months and the subsequent conflicts and killings were caused by the return of the deserted people, and the former is a resource problem. The latter is a question of attitude. The so-called negotiation is nothing more than bargaining between the two sides in terms of the scale of troop dispatch and the supply of food and grass.
In the face of hundreds of thousands of deserted people reappearing in the world after a thousand years, it is reasonable for both sides to resist together, but it should be led by this matter, and who should send more troops?
The deserted man is a natural warrior. In the **** battle in the Northland at the beginning of the spring, the prairie cavalry who suffered heavy casualties once again proved this conclusion that is about to be forgotten. If you want to prevent the deserted people from going south and even drive them back to the extreme cold north, you must pay a very tragic price. Who wants to let his army rush to the front?
About this matter, both the temple and the Datang Empire showed a very tough attitude. The army was pressing on the frontier fortress in Yanbei, and the young generation of practitioners from various sects showed up. In the war with Huangren, he was seriously injured. Facing this situation, Shan Yu wanted to show toughness without much confidence.
Negotiating is to see whose cervical spine is harder and who has more confidence. Once one party is not confident enough to lower his head, the negotiation will naturally go smoothly. On the second day after Ning Que and the Mochiyuan disciples arrived in the Wang Court, the two parties finally reached a consensus.
Before the second wave of fertile grass grows at the turn of next spring and summer, the left tent king court will send the main force north to attack the deserted tribe. As for the Central Plains, it only agreed to send a cavalry team of about 6,000, but promised to give The Left Tent King Court provided the most generous financial aid, and agreed to provide most of the food, grass and ordnance needed by the Left Tent King Court.
The news of the successful negotiation was blown by the winter wind, spreading across the pasture at the fastest speed. The cloud-like tents rang out with warm cheers or low curses, and the Wang Ting tribe began to prepare spirits and food. In addition, it was decided to convene a Gem conference temporarily.
Gam is a barbaric word, meaning a gathering meeting. It will only be held during the grandest festivals on the grassland. Wang Ting temporarily decided to hold a Gam meeting. One is to celebrate the success of the peace talks, and the other is also Take this opportunity to allow the people of the Wangting tribe to communicate more with people from various countries in the Central Plains in order to harmonize and dilute hatred. As for whether this intention can ultimately be realized, no one knows.
The piano clanks, the horns are played, all kinds of flags are flying in the wind, and people from all over the grassland are crowded. It is very lively, especially the open area outside the test riding and shooting, and it is densely surrounded.
The people wearing leather jackets or padded jackets did not climb their shoulders like brothers. They still stood with their companions and had their own camps, but this did not affect them from seeing the wonderful riding performances in the Gemmu Conference. Cheers together.
The sheep catching competition is over, and the winning rider received a generous reward, which also made the next archery competition even more exciting.
A royal archer succeeded in defeating his opponent with his superb archery skills. The red heart of the archery target seemed to overlap with the arrows, making the crowd cheering loudly.
Ning Que and Dahe Girls stopped to watch.
No one in the temple paid any attention to the arrival of the Mochiyuan disciples. They were left idle and simply went out to watch the fun, while Mo Shanshan stayed in the tent to write as usual, and everyone was used to not persuading them.
Tmall Girl looked at the Wang Ting archer who was shown off on her shoulders by the fellow tribe, snorted disdainfully, pulled Ning Que's sleeve next to her, and said, "Brother, why don't you participate in the competition? Riding skills or archery skills, these people are far worse than you, can you go up and win all the rewards back?"
Ning Que glanced at her, smiled and said, "Of course it's not good."
Faced with this little girl, he always felt that he saw Sangsang when he was a child, so both his expression and words naturally showed a little closeness.
"Dare to make a shot at the Gem Tournament. They are all the greatest hunters on the grassland. The previous Yanguo archer is also very good. Even if I participate in the competition, where can I be sure to win?"
This is the truth. Whether in the wasteland or in the Central Plains, Hidden Dragon and Crouching Tiger do not know how many unknown powerhouses are hidden, and there is no reason to win. This is also a lie, Ruoning lacked all his strength, no matter it was the previous sheep-catching competition or the arrow test at this time, no one really could beat him in the field.
Tmall female looked at him and sighed helplessly: "Brother, you are good at everything, but it's not good to be too humble."
Ning Que couldn't help but laughed, thinking that whether Mo Shanshan or Tmall Girl would always praise herself directly and sincerely in various ways, if she spends a long time with these pure-hearted Dahe country girls Now, he was really worried that one day he would float up to the sky.
He rubbed her head fondly, and said: "When you grow up, you will understand that if you always want to show up, then you will always be dazzled by the wind."
The national wind of Dahe is deeply influenced by the Tang Dynasty. He perseveres and yearns for victory very much. It attaches great importance to honor. She regards life as her life and naturally has to fight for it with all her strength. Therefore, Tmallwoman doesn’t understand why he said this, her bright eyes are full of doubts The look of solution.
In addition to various competitions and entertainment at the GEM Conference, the Wangting Tribe also provided a lot of food for the people attending the conference. Tmall's mind was attracted by the oily roasted lamb leg, and she instantly forgot her previous doubts. The girls from Dahe Country, such as Zhuo Zhihua, were also lured into the crowd by the strange food such as milk tea.
The peace and discussion is the carnival season. At this time, the Wangting Meadow is undoubtedly the safest place in the world. Ning Que glanced at the Dahe Country girl who was curious and eager to try in front of various food stalls. Smiled, not very worried.
The grass field in the distance suddenly became more noisy, loud cheers and cheering sound one after another, and the winter clouds on the sky seemed to be shaken by the heat wave.
Tmall was holding the big roast leg of lamb with her bright eyes wide open. She looked there curiously, but because of the crowds she couldn't see what was going on inside.
"It should be the beginning of horse racing."
Ning Que took the roast leg of lamb that her little hand was about to hold, took out the handkerchief in her arms and handed it to her, motioned her to wipe off the oil stains from the corners of her lips, and continued: "The nomads on the wasteland do Life, the best at riding and shooting, horses are extremely important to them, so horse racing is the most important program at the Gem."
Tmall woman excitedly said: "Brother, I want to see."
Ning Que held a greasy leg of lamb in one hand and Tmall's little hand in the other and walked out of the crowd.
He didn't take her to the edge of the horse racing pasture, but walked to a gentle **** outside the camp. The grass in the **** was early yellow, lying sparsely on the ground waiting for the spring next year. Although the wind was stronger, the view was excellent. , Can see the horse racing picture clearly on the grass field.
Because of the participation of people from the Central Plains, Wang Ting attaches great importance to this game, especially the horse racing they are best at. The tribe actually vacated hundreds of tents specifically for this purpose, enclosing a huge piece of land among the pastures.
Horse racing is simple, direct and exciting to win by racing. At this time, the competition has begun. More than ten majestic horses are running on the grass field. The horses' hoofs are chaotic like rain, the kicking gravel is flying, and the dust is everywhere. If you have good eyesight, you should be able to see the trembling of the horse's oily skin and muscles. .
The edge of the large grass field that was vacated was enclosed by a fence, which was the race track. Ning Que stood on a gentle **** and looked down. After a brief glance, he calculated that he had run a third.
More than ten steeds have been gradually separated into two groups according to their strength. Three steeds are bravely taking the lead. According to the costumes of the horse riders, it can be roughly distinguished that the first three horses belonged to the Royal Palace Temple and the Tang Army.
Especially the horse under the knights of the Temple is all white, with powerful four hooves, and when it runs at full speed, it brings out a white afterimage, as if it were a snowstorm.
Ning Que is different from most soldiers. He has never been a horse lover, but for many years in the frontier Weicheng, he naturally knows horses. He looked at the white horse and couldn't help but exclaimed: "This The horse is good. If you have a good rider, it will probably only be worse than the other one."
When he said this, his right hand was still holding the greasy leg of lamb, which seemed a little funny.
Tmall was holding a knife that she had just bought from the herdsman, and was trying to cut a perfect piece of meat in front of the leg of the lamb. Hearing this, she was a little unhappy and said, "Where is Dahei? Now? Having said that, brother, you let him carry such heavy things every day, and you don’t find something delicious for him. Even if it becomes nasty, you are bullied."
The **** mentioned by the little girl angrily is naturally the **** horse.
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In order to make it easier for the nobles to watch the game, the horse racing field was circled and set up in front of the king's court. A group of nobles stood in front of the tent, watching the intense horse racing, smiling and talking.
In the corner of the gorgeous king's tent, Princess Shan Yu looked at the quiet girl beside her, and said with a smile: "Princess Chenjia, it seems that this horse will not shame you."
The snow-white steed that took the lead in the wilderness at this time was the horse that Princess Shan Yu gave to the girl last night. Today, it was carried by a temple cavalry on behalf of the horse, and its performance was really extraordinary.
The girl smiled slightly and replied, "Thank you for the princess."
The princess looked at the girl’s elegant face, thinking about her story, and her smile became more gentle: "If you are unsightly, how can you be worthy of your nympho, who is not in the world? By the way, you want to give What kind of name does it take?"
The girl looked at the snow-white horses galloping in the field, and she felt a little joyful in her heart. She also thought that the person disliked the most complicated descriptions. After thinking for a moment, she whispered: "Just call Xiaoxue."
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