Novoland: Eagle Flag Chapter 3: Second son

Asule got a little luck, the sound of the flute overflowed from every flute hole like clear spring water, quietly filling the world.

The warm afternoon sun shone behind, and the skylark flitted across the sky lightly, drawing a graceful arc, like the tip of a girl's eyebrows, and the small yellow flowers of creeper chrysanthemum piled up to the knee-high sea of ​​flowers, spreading as far as the eye can see In the unreachable horizon, occasionally there seems to be white clouds floating over the grassy slopes in the distance. It is a young grazing boy passing by with his flock.

The small yellow flowers of creeping chrysanthemum fluctuate with the wind, turning out layers of flower tides, and the land seems to be slowly breathing fresh air.

The maroon pony wandered around happily, nibbling a few mouthfuls of grass here, then nibbling there, and then licked Asule's cheek. Asule coughed a few times, touched its smooth fur and said, "Yaoyao is so stupid, he can't catch up with Balu Bazaar, and he's here to make trouble."

This pony from Donglu is his mount. After his recovery, his father forbade him to practice martial arts, and he was not even allowed to ride the majestic and tall Beilu horse. He was replaced by this docile but mischievous pony. Both Balu and Bazaar's mounts are descendants of war horses, and the horse's legs are twice as long as Yaoyao's. Yaoyao fell while running, so he could only sit here and wait for his companion.

The so-called "companion" in the barbarians means "friend". Aristocratic teenagers will have their own companions from the beginning of martial arts training. Depending on the wealth of the family, there are as few as two or three people, and as many as a dozen people. Companion should accompany the master to practice martial arts and hunt, and grow up together. In the future, he will also go hand in hand with his master when he fights the enemy. He is a loyal and brave follower for a lifetime.

Asule didn't have his own companion until he was nine years old. The maharaja appointed two of Ba Bang's sons as Asule's companions. Ba Bang was from the eldest son's shack. No one knew why the maharaja made such an arrangement.

However, Maharaja summoned Balu and Baza that day, and patted their shoulders with his own hands: "From now on, you will be the son's companions, and you will follow him in life and death!"

The girl sat cross-legged not far behind Asule, biting a thread and sewing a needle.

She was wearing a green horse skirt, with a white damask waist, and a wide skirt sprinkled on the yellow flowers, half covering the ochre-colored deerskin boots. Barbarian girls like this kind of attire. When the horse skirt is opened, it looks like a cloak with a collar. It is wrapped around the waist and tied with a belt to become a skirt. The top is close-fitting and capable, drawing out the soft and undulating lines of the body, but the skirt is wide, which is convenient for riding and shooting. They also don't wear the silk shoes favored by ladies in East China, but soft leather boots that cover their calves, so that they can run and jump like men.

But the girl behind Asule was quiet and graceful, she bowed her head and sewed a needle without saying a word. She wears black long hair, with a small golden bell on the tip. When the wind comes, the golden bell will tinkle lightly, and she will raise her head and silently look in the direction of the wind.

It's the south. There used to be a pasture near the Iron Line River. There was a tribe called Zhenyan grazing cattle and sheep.

The sound of the flute suddenly stopped, and the ending sound curled up. Asule moved and sat beside her: "Suma, are you homesick?"

The girl shook her head silently, sat back a little, and lowered her head to sew the belt in her hand.

"I know you're always thinking about it," Asule said in a low voice, "although you can't tell."

Longge Zhenhuang's daughter, Longge Ningsuma, was thirteen years old.

The shepherd on the prairie said that time is a wild horse without a saddle. It gallops like lightning, and the best rider cannot control it. When she first arrived in Qingyang, Suma was only twelve years old, with a thin, sallow face, shriveled like a little boy from a poor family, and beside her beautiful elder sister, Long Geqin, no one ever took a second look at her. .

But this girl is like a creeping chrysanthemum, when she is about to bloom at the age of twelve or thirteen. In people's eyes, she is changing day by day, her skin is like red nephrite jade, her dark eyes are tinged with clear blue, her brows seem to be drawn with a light ink brush, her thin figure has become slender and plump, The chest is also gradually full, lining the slender waist.

After all, she is the younger sister of Long Geqin's compatriots. Everyone says that the wife of Longge Zhenhuang from the Zhenyan Department is a celestial maiden on the grassland, and she will naturally give birth to daughters who are like celestial maidens.

The aristocratic teenagers in the northern capital all knew that Shizi had a beautiful female slave. Asule took her out to ride a horse, and the teenagers followed behind in flying eagles, whistling unscrupulously.

"Suma, Suma, let me play the flute." Asule suddenly smiled, "I will play the flute, and you dance."

Suma shook her head and pointed to her ear. Asule knew that she meant not to dance, but to listen to Asule playing the flute. Suma is the best dancer among the Zhenyanbu girls. Asule remembers his years in the Zhenyanbu. During the Lamb Festival, Long Geqin sang and Suma danced by the fire.

But those days are over.

He was slightly lucky and thought of a higher tone. With a sound of "woo", the flute went out of tune, like a muffled cow roaring. Suma was taken aback, and looked up to see Asule looking around in embarrassment. She stuck the needle on the belt she was embroidering, took the flute from Asule, pointed to her own lips, and showed him the shape of her lips. Asule's flute was also taught by Suma. He was only six years old when he first came to the Zhenyan Department. Suma was already an eight-year-old girl, but after a few years, it didn't appear that Suma was much older than Asule. up.

Suma's ring finger jumped lightly on the pressing hole. After chasing them, you will be fascinated.

The clouds in the sky roll lazily, and the earth is quiet and sweet, like a dream just woke up in a spring afternoon.

The sound of the flute stopped for a long time before Asule came back to his senses. Suma handed the flute to him, then lowered her head to sew again. Thinking about her **** just now, Asule brought the blowhole to her mouth. He froze for a moment, there was a faint warm fragrance at the tip of his nose, he leaned close to the flute hole and sniffed it, it came out from the flute hole, like musk, but so erratic, it just brushed gently on the tip of his nose.

"Suma, have you put on the fragrance?"

Suma looked at him in surprise and shook her head.

"It's the incense on your body." Asule said, handing the flute to her.

Suma sniffed and shook her head. Asule hesitated for a moment, and carefully moved to her neck to sniff. Suma came back to her senses and pushed him in panic. The two rolled down in the grass together, a cluster of fine yellow flowers seemed to be lifted up by light butterfly wings, and then fell down again. Asule took a rough breath, and Suma was pressed down by him, not daring to resist. The scattered creeper chrysanthemum petals on her green skirt look like embroidered golden patterns, but they are more vivid and clear. Her head was a little disheveled, and her slender and fair neck was pink, with faint blue lines as she breathed. She turned her head away, not looking at her master, her full chest rose and fell slightly.

Asule's clear eyes lowered and fixed on Suma's face. Suma felt that her face was so red, and those slender blood vessels were jumping nervously under the skin.

"Suma, you smell really good...you smell the same as Grandma." Azule said in a low voice.

He sat up, a little dazed.

Suma straightened the skirt quickly, just bent her head down and sewed.

Neither of them spoke.

"Suma." The child hugged his knees and looked at her and said, "Suma, you are so beautiful, so dexterous, you play the flute so well, and you still smell good... I don't know who will have such a good fortune in the future. , I can marry you..."

His voice is very soft: "I don't know if I can live to see it?"

Suma was startled, raised her head, and saw her master looking into the distance. So quiet, no joy, no sorrow.

Asule noticed that Suma was looking at him, and turned his head and smiled at her: "Doctor Lu often said that if I take good care of him, nothing serious will happen to me in ten years. I think Doctor Lu probably meant that I Can I still live for ten years? In fact, I am not afraid, but I am not reconciled. I was born with no use, and then I died quietly."

Suma's hand trembled, and a drop of blood soaked the silk in her hand.

"Your hand..." Asule ran over to hold her hand.

The needle pierced through the silk and pierced into Suma's fingertips, and the large bead of blood was as red as a ripe red bean. Asule raised that hand, looked left and right but couldn't find anything to bind it up, opened his mouth to enclose Suma's fingertips, but suddenly understood, stayed for a while, smiled embarrassingly, and gave the fingertips away. into Suma's own mouth.

Suma laughed along with him, soundlessly. Asule looked at her, she lowered her head again.

"Ouch, oh, oh, the dignified son, the daughter of a pariah from the Zhenyan family, is having an affair here! Is this the offspring of our Lu family's leopard blood?"

Asule stood up abruptly, a dozen people suddenly jumped up from the grassy slope, Asule was already surrounded. It was a group of warriors dressed in heavy brocade. The leader had a shiny bald head, and only a thick single braid hanging from the top of his head. Glittering in the sun.

"Danhu?"

Asule recognized it, it was Danhu, the youngest son of Taigor Khan. Among the four Great Khans of the Qingyang Tribe, King Taigor the Great Khan is the eldest brother of the Maharaja, with the largest land and the most slaves. From Huoleiyuan in the west to Tongyun Mountain in the east, there are his families everywhere on the grassland. herdsmen. Danhu was fifteen years old, and he was the most beloved son of the Great Khan. He was as thick as a calf, and the flesh on his face was piled up, a bit like his father.

The riding whip in Danhu's hand was twirling leisurely, he squinted at A Sule, and suddenly took a step up, pushing him to the ground. Suma stood up and wanted to help him, but was kicked on the knee by Danhu's companion warrior behind, and fell down and hit Asule on the back.

Asule struggled to stand up, Danhu went up and pushed him on the shoulder again.

Asule still fell on the grass.

Danhu laughed triumphantly, and his companions laughed too. He circled Asule and Suma slowly, the jewel on the single braid on top of his head refracted the sunlight, dazzlingly bright, Asule could not help but raise his arm to cover his eyes.

Turning around, Danhu suddenly squatted down in front of Suma and pinched her chin. Suma flickered for a moment, tightly holding Asule's arm. Danhu went to pinch her ear again, this time Suma didn't dodge again, she bit Danhu's finger hard.

"Ouch!" Dan Hu almost jumped up, "This little woman can bite."

He pulled out his finger, and saw that the two rows of tooth marks were faintly covered with blood. His companion came up with a whip, but Danhu stopped him. He lowered his head and saw the little woman staring straight at him. Her lips were getting redder, her goat's milk-like skin was pink, and her eyes seemed blue in the sun.

"Shizi?" Danhu turned to Asule, "I will send ten horses to buy something with Shizi."

"What?" Asule couldn't bear the strong taste of alcohol in his mouth, and stepped back to lean on Suma's back.

"This little bitch."

"I won't sell it!" Asule shook his head resolutely, "I won't sell Suma, as my father said, Suma can't be sold or given away... Always be with me."

"Ten horses!" Dan Hu spat, "I've bought ten of these women! You can't sell them or give them away, right? Then you can borrow them from my tent! Your little woman bit me , I have to punish her properly to calm my anger."

"You...what are you going to do?" Asule's heart tightened, and he reached out to hold Suma's hand.

"You're still young, hehe," Dan Hu smiled, "You don't even understand."

He suddenly reached out and grabbed Asule's skirt: "Come on, I'll wrestle with you."

He is tall and strong, and he lifted Asule up completely. Asule struggled in a panic, he had nowhere to draw on, so he could only hold Suma's hand tightly. Danhu forcefully threw Asule out of the way. Suma's hand was separated from his, and he fell into the grass, feeling pain in every part of his body.

Danhu grabbed Suma's wrist fiercely, sprayed the smell of alcohol on her face, turned his head and shouted at Ban Dang: "Surround him, don't let him get up!"

Seven or eight companions rushed up and surrounded Asule to death. Asule looked up, the sunlight was completely blocked, he could only see a piece of blue sky, as if he was in a well. He wanted to get up, but there seemed to be a swarm of bees buzzing in his mind. He struggled to get up on his knees, and someone held down his shoulders, making it impossible for him to stand up at all.

He gasped, his whole body was so heavy that he couldn't tell, he just wanted to fall to the ground.

Danhu's laughter came from outside, he heard the sound of struggling and wrestling, and there was a thin sound in it, like the chirping of stray geese. He suddenly panicked. He was familiar with that voice. In the dead of night, Suma sat on the grass with her knees hugged and wept. It was this low voice.

She is mute and cannot cry.

He tried to peek through the gaps between his companions, but he couldn't get past the stout warriors. Only the thin slit at the waist of the warriors is transparent, and the green horse skirt can be seen shining from inside.

"Hahahaha," Dan Hu laughed, "Want to watch it? Want to watch it? Haven't you seen it? If you haven't seen it, I can watch it first."

He strangled Suma's wrist with both hands, and stretched her arms to see that her soft hair was messy. Suma desperately lowered her head to bite Danhu, but she couldn't bite, and Danhu's big mouth full of alcohol reeked.

"Ouch!" Danhu suddenly let go of his hands, and Suma bit his shoulder hard.

She was suddenly hugged tightly, and the huge force almost suffocated her. Danhu smiled presumptuously, hugged Suma tightly, and wanted to hug her completely into his body. His hands pinched Suma's buttocks and legs, and his whole body was as hot as coals. He slammed Suma down on the ground, put his knee on Suma's leg, and yanked the skirt of the skirt fiercely.

Dan Hu didn't forget to smile into the eyes in the gap.

Sule suddenly felt that he could not hear the sound, and everything in front of him was a cruel and hideous painting. Suma's neckline was pulled up to her waist, and the skin on her naked back was like suet. She couldn't move, and Dan Hu buried his face in her chest.

Suma suddenly turned her head in his direction. There were still tears on her face, but she had no expression, so quiet that his heart trembled, like a dead desolation.

He felt a terrible hotness throbbing in his heart, like a fire. He tried his best to press his chest, trying to suppress the fire back. He had felt this way, that night when he was sick and his whole body was cracked. But he couldn't hold it anymore, the flame was flowing along his blood vessels to his whole body, and there was a strong rhythm tearing his body.

He tried to get up, but the big hands on his shoulders gained strength.

He pushed hard again, he wanted to stand up.

He raised his head and saw that the thick warrior's face was full of surprise.

His elbow banged **** the samurai's belly.

The samurai took a step back and looked down at the child, seemingly in disbelief. Everyone thought the child was crazy, he rushed out like a shadow, grabbed the warrior's belt, and hit the warrior's lower abdomen with his small fists.

The fire in his veins has already controlled Asule. He suddenly felt a terrible pleasure, and he had a strong idea to punch a **** hole in the warrior's abdomen.

The samurai spat out a mouthful of blood and fell down in the grass.

Danhu and Suma were suddenly exposed in his sight, and Danhu's fleshy face was full of surprise. Asule pushed forward, raised his leg and stepped on Danhu's face fiercely, kicking him over, and he hugged Suma. Suma's soft body trembled slightly, and tears flowed down, dripping on Asule's shoulder.

The slight chill on his shoulders made Asule wake up suddenly. He looked around in horror, not understanding what happened just now.

"What are you still doing? Hit him, hit him, hit him!" Dan Hu yelled at his companions.

Facing the prince after all, the companions were still hesitating, but they still pushed forward together. Suma and Asule hugged each other, looking in horror at the re-encircled human wall.

The horse neighed like thunder.

Everyone turned their heads in unison to see that two horses, one black and one white, were approaching wildly. Baloo and Baza raised their sheathed sabers and chopped down with all their strength. As expected of being the son of the Tie family, even the adult warriors were shocked by their vicious sword strength, and couldn't help but retreat a few steps.

Balu jumped off his horse, grabbed one of his companions, raised it high above his head, and threw it under his feet with all his strength. Baza took his war horse and pulled Asule onto the horse's back. Looking at Suma, whose chest was exposed, Baloo felt that his head was as big as the usual three. At this time, his dexterous war horse had already turned back, he gritted his teeth, kicked his kick, kicked over the companion who was closest to him, hugged her by the waist, and got on the horse together.

The companions were about to gather around, when Balu suddenly gave a low shout. The light of the saber flashed like lightning, and Balu's saber was unsheathed, leaning forward and sweeping across.

No one dared to stand in his way. People knew this child of the Tie family, and there were countless adult warriors who lost to him.

The two horses charged straight through the gap in the siege, leaving Danhu and his companions there.

The lazily grazing pony looked at these people curiously, let out a low chirp, spread its hooves, and followed them away.

Dan Hu was stunned for a while before jumping up violently: "Chasing! Chasing! You trash, are you just disgracing our family like this?"