Novoland: Eagle Flag Chapter 4: Bronze Blood Nine

The tawny muntjac has long legs and a narrow back, and it crosses the variegated meadow like lightning. The grass looks like swift water flowing under it. .

With billowing dust and smoke, Bimogan reined in his horse. The war horse neighed and stopped, and with one step, Tuoba Shanyue's black horse stopped beside him. The eight-foot-long black horse shook its long black mane and scratched its hooves irritably. Tap it on the shoulder to calm it down.

"This **** is so fast, it seems like it won't be able to catch up." Bi Mogan looked at Jizi's flickering figure in the grass, and laughed a few times.

Tuoba Shanyue also smiled: "The eldest prince is a handsome horse, but he is not as agile as a wild animal that spends his whole life on the grassland to escape."

Bimogan didn't answer, he took out the horn bow from the side pocket of the saddle, buckled a silver-painted purple-tailed mace's arrow, tried the string, and suddenly led the horse out. Tuoba Shanyue waved his hand to stop the group of warriors following the hunt, all of them stood still, watching Bimogan unfurl his horn bow on the white horse like the wind.

The deer slammed on the ground with all four hooves. At the end of the grassy slope, it bounced into the sky like a projectile. Unique rebelliousness.

With a sound of "bang", the bowstring cut through the air clearly, and the vigorous figure at the end of the grass **** suddenly sluggish, as if time stopped for a short time, and the shadow of the deer jumping high became a painting drawn in the blue sky and white clouds . The spiked arrow pierced through its curvaceous back, bringing up a stream of flying blood, and it fell powerlessly.

Bimogan turned his head with a smile.

After a short silence, Tuoba Shanyue on the black horse took the lead in pulling out the Pixiu knife and tapping on the scabbard and applauded loudly. He drew his weapon and tapped the scabbard, and cheered to the hero in a barbarian way.

Bi Mogan galloped back into the crowd with his bow and horse high, with a proud look on his face.

"Wild animals are agile, but they don't have the wisdom of humans." He smiled, "I roasted the muntjac here, and offered its head as my respect to General Tuoba."

Tuoba Shanyue pressed his chest in return: "It's not that it has no wisdom. No matter how smart a muntjac is, it can't escape the minions of a leopard. It's like a sparrow working hard, but it can't fly as high as an eagle."

The one-armed Banzalie turned his head slightly, and exchanged glances with Bimogan's companions.

The aroma of barbecue floats in the nose, Xiatang warriors and barbarian warriors sit casually on saddles, the blue sky is covered with green grass as a mat, and burnt yellow mussels are roasted on a pile of bonfires, and someone is holding a copper pot by the side Hot barley tea.

Bimogan clapped his hands with clear water, picked up the silver knife respectfully, chopped off the head of the muntjac, put it on a silver plate and held it in front of Tuoba Shanyue.

"The eldest prince is too respectful, why can I enjoy this end?" Tuoba Shanyue declined.

The custom of the barbarians is to dedicate the head and heart of the first deer obtained from hunting to the most heroic man or the most prestigious old man in the tribe.

Bimogan smiled slightly, cleared his throat, and suddenly started singing loudly. The barbarian ballads were incomprehensible to the Eastern Lu soldiers, but Lei Yun Menghu watched him waving his robe sleeves, laughing and singing.

The barbarian warriors stood up together, and Tuoba Shanyue also stood up following the singing, listening respectfully.

After Bimogan sang the song, he shook the hem of his leather robe: "General Tuoba came from the far east, he is a man whom my father respects, and he is a good man of our barbarians. It can only be dedicated to General Tuoba. The peace and strength of our barbarians all depend on the help of General Tuoba."

Tuoba Shanyue saluted with his chest pressed, took the silver plate, cut off a piece of meat from the cheek of the deer head, bit it in his mouth, and held the silver plate high: "This deer head is for the barbarian Warriors share, this is the great prince's kindness."

Amidst the cheers of the warriors, Banzaliel got up and took the silver plate.

Both Bimogan and Tuoba Shanyue stared at the bonfire silently. After a moment of silence, Bimogan picked up a dead branch and threw it in. With a flash of sparks, he said with a smile: "General Tuoba is here!" Half a month after arriving in the northern capital, the Patriarch and several Khan Kings entertained the general, and it was only today that a junior like me had the opportunity to entertain the general, and I have not been able to talk to General Tuoba, so I feel very uneasy."

Tuoba Shanyue waved his hand: "The eldest prince is too modest, how dare Tuoba Shanyue accept it?"

"The respect of our barbarians has never been dedicated to powerful nobles, but to heroes. General Tuoba is the hero in my heart. What does General Tuoba think of the future of the barbarians?"

Leiyun Menghu became alert and secretly watched Tuoba Shanyue's reaction.

"The future of the barbarians," Tuoba Shanyue pointed to the south, "will be able to graze on the rich land in East China, eat corn in East China, drink horses by Jianshui, and bend their bows under Leiyan Mountain .”

"However," he turned the subject back, "People from Donglu can also drink tea under the Tongyun Mountain, sing poems and sing in the golden tent of the Maharaja, and plant cotton and wheat on the grassland. All the tribes in the world , There shouldn’t have been so many wars and killings. What our country’s lord said in the letter, Tuoba Shanyue wholeheartedly agrees. One day, the world will live in harmony. Even the Yu people in the east, the Kuafu in the setting sun mountain in the west, and the Heluo people in the south, can't we all drink and have fun together?"

Lei Yun and Meng Hu smiled slightly inwardly. He had known earlier that this general was by no means a simple prairie warrior.

Bimogan also knew that he would not get out of Tuoba Shanyue's words so easily, so he smiled along with him.

He thought for a while, and leaned over: "General, can you let me back down?"

Tuoba Shanyue nodded, Leiyun Menghu quietly got up and backed out.

Come closer than Mogan: "General Tuoba has such great ambitions, so I have a strategy to fight side by side with the general."

"What strategy?"

"I have long heard that Dong Lu is going to Tang Dynasty. The country is rich and populous, occupying the bustling area of ​​Wanzhou, and our barbarians are strong in riding and shooting. The general knew it a long time ago." Bi Mogan's fingers were on the grass Briefly outline, "Leiyan Mountain is the big cloudy mountain in East Lu, which divides East Lu into east and west halves. Although there are tyrannical Liguo and Jinbei countries in the east, it is not easy for them to attack the west. Next Tang Zhengzheng is at the forefront, as long as we can raise troops to defend the fortress of Shangyang Pass, we will use our barbarian cavalry to attack Tianqi City. We will make an alliance with the great emperor of Tianqi. From then on, the barbarians and Chinese are all one family, while the princes of King Qin are blocked by Leiyan Mountain Outside. Isn't this a strategy to sweep East 6?"

Tuoba Shanyue pondered for a moment: "The grand prince's strategy is certainly very good. But if he wants to meet the great emperor of Tianqi City, the grand prince must break through the defense lines of Chunguo's iron cavalry and the Imperial Capital's Habayashi Heavenly Army, as well as Mieyun. These are not the barbarian ranger directors."

"That's General Tuoba who didn't see our barbarian soldiers!"

Bimogan suddenly stood up, raised his hand, and four barbarian warriors with horns on their backs walked out of the crowd, half kneeling on the ground, and blew their horns to the east. The voice of Shen Xiong, which is unique on the battlefield, made Lei Yunmenghu involuntarily press the hilt of his sword and look into the distance. In the distance is the cloudy mountain and the large horse grass in the faint mist. Before noon, the eastern sun burns a layer of pale gold on the top of the mountain.

It's all silent, but Bimogan's posture of looking sideways has the majesty of overlooking thousands of troops. The Xia Tang warriors looked at each other in surprise.

There was a faint tremor, it was like the feeling of the clouds and mountains breaking apart. The flag appeared first, followed by the smoke and dust, followed by a roiling tide of horses, all black horses, sweeping towards them. With the national power of the Tang Dynasty, the warriors had never seen such a huge formation of barbarian cavalry. When the tall and powerful barbarian horses formed an army, it was not so much a legion as a group of beasts on the grassland.

The cavalry ran around Bimogan and Tuoba Shanyue's team, and the rising smoke and dust seemed to be a barrier, covering the sky. Lei Yun Menghu, who was in it, only felt that his feet were not the ground, but a small boat in the undulating waves. The strong smell of horses made him breathless, and the other Xia Tang warriors were also panicked like him, but Tuoba Shanyue was still nodding his head approvingly.

Bimo raised his hand suddenly.

The cavalry reined in their horses and stopped abruptly. The well-trained horses did not panic at all, leading the centurions with dazzling red tassels hanging from their heads. They held battle flags and nailed them to the ground, forming an iron bucket surrounded.

Bimogan strode forward and shouted to a cavalryman: "Draw out your sword!"

The cavalryman immediately pulled out the long knife in the saddle bag, Bi Mogan took it, and with a backhand shake, the edge of the blade shot out a blue light, it was an extremely sharp pure steel knife. He then swung his knife and slashed out, striking the cavalryman's chest powerfully!

With a metallic roar, the cavalry took Ma Xiao back a step, but stopped firmly, the knife brushed against the heavy black iron armor on his chest, leaving only a faint white mark .

Bimogan didn't speak, and swung his knife again. This time, the blade brushed off the cavalry's helmet, and the red tassels fell with the wind, and the whole scene was silent.

He threw the saber back to the cavalry, turned around and opened his arms to Tuoba Shanyue and Xiatang warriors: "This is the iron cavalry I trained. Our saber is not carried by General Tuoba The sword here is good, our armor is not as strong as Heluo's armor, but we in Qingyang have 10,000 such swords, 10,000 pieces of armor, and 10,000 men ready to wield such swords and wear such armor to go into battle. "

Tuoba Shanyue sighed and nodded: "Unexpectedly, forty years later, the barbarian iron cavalry will have such a formation again. The princes of the Eastern Lu really can't figure out our grassland."

Bimogan came back and saluted respectfully: "Although it is not as good as the iron pagoda in my grandfather's hands, since I was an adult, there has never been a day when I have not run such a cavalry. Even my father I may not be clear about our equipment, but I took the liberty to show it to General Tuoba today to convince General Tuoba that I, a young boy, can fight side by side with the general and the lord of your country."

Tuoba Shanyue pondered for a moment: "Maybe I was wrong when I came here. There are young heroes on the grassland again. If the eldest prince doesn't mind, you can come to my tent tomorrow to talk about it."

A smile floated on the corner of Bimogan's mouth: "Although I am young, I claim to be an eagle on the grassland. What I want to talk to the general is not about being a hostage."

Into the night.

The girls were twirling around with their white dancing sleeves in the huge golden tent, full of hilarious scenes.

Tuoba Shanyue held a wine glass and toasted the Great Khan and the noble family heads one by one. For half a month in a row, almost every day, the Maharaja held a dinner in the golden tent to entertain the noble envoys from the Eastern Continent. Tuoba Shanyue toasted and passed by Bimogan's table, and the two smiled slightly when they looked at each other.

Tuoba Shanyue returned to the guest table and sat down, Ba Bang had already come to invite him to the Maharaja's seat. Maharaja sat in the incense with a calm expression. When he saw Tuoba Shanyue approaching, he only smiled slightly and pointed to the cushion beside him.

"Did Bi Mogan show the general the cavalry he trained today?"

Tuoba Shanyue sat down, and the Maharaja seemed to ask directly casually.

"Yes." Tuoba Shanyue replied calmly, "It is a rare and strong army. The weapons and armor used seem to be all made in East China. With the barbarian horses, this army is not afraid. It can compete with the famous Fenghu Cavalry of the Chun Kingdom. The Majesty must have known it a long time ago, right?"

"I know, Bimogan traded his fur back from Chunguo. If he doesn't tell me, I don't care about him. Anyway, he is still a strong soldier of our Qingyang after training. Bimogan is my son. I believe him. But Bi Mogan showed this army to the general, does the general understand what he means?"

"The meaning of the eldest prince must be that his troops are strong, and the help he can give to our country by staying in Beilu is far greater than that of him going to Nanhuai as a hostage. Since the two countries have formed an alliance, of course we want to have one in the Tang Dynasty." A strong ally."

The majesty smiled and took a sip of strong wine: "I ask the general to choose the hostages he needs. Has the general not chosen yet?"

Tuoba Shanyue also lowered his head to drink, and shook his head slightly: "Tomorrow the third prince will also ask me to go to the south of the city to watch the horses. I think the character and intelligence of the third prince will not be inferior to the cavalry of the eldest prince, right?"

"General Tuoba is a good man of our barbarians. Do you have to hesitate so long to choose a hostage? Every prince is my beloved son. In my opinion, there is no difference between them."

"But in our eyes, the princes of the Maharaja are different."

The majesty frowned and pressed the silver cup on the table: "What does the general mean?"

"It's different from what the eldest prince thinks. What we want in the Tang Dynasty is the smartest and bravest prince in your ministry. Our country definitely does not want a hostage, but to train the majesty with the military martial arts of the Eastern Lu Create a hero on the grassland and return it to the Maharaja. Our country's ruler and maharaja are both in their prime, and the new overall situation will naturally be decided by young people!"

Tuoba Shanyue shook his head: "Before I came, I had already planned to ask the king to ask the king to live in Nanhuai. It is a pity that the son has passed away."

The majesty's expression darkened: "I'm afraid the general will still be disappointed when he sees Asule."