.The girl's counterattack (Part 1)

The grassland in early May is the most beautiful time of the year. White clouds are graceful and change in the blue sky; flowers are blooming, hidden among the green grass. Looking into the distance, the mountains are continuous, like a dark green wall, blocking the wind and sand in the north of the desert; behind them, the Yellow River is rushing behind them, but it is extremely clear, flowing with the milk of life, nourishing the Tumochuan grassland where the wind blows the grass and sees cattle and sheep.

It is said that the Yellow River has many harms, and only one is rich, and the front is rich and the back is rich! And the Tumochuan Grassland is the nickname of the front is the grassland.

The wind blew, and the dense sound of horse hooves came from far away. Dozens of horses were flying mane and galloping. The riders were dressed in red and green clothes, and their heroic appearance was magnificent. Especially the girl who rode a white horse and wore a red cloak, wearing a crown and wearing Chuqi's body, was full of youthful charm. She was the day before yesterday when she shed tears and cried farewell to her parents. She followed the bride-sending team to Princess Heshun of the Ming Dynasty and Zhong Jinbeji Unachu.

As soon as he crossed the Yellow River, Zhong Jin wiped away his tears, because from this moment on, his parents who loved her and his master who pampered her were all separated by the other end of the river. No one was trustworthy and no one could rely on. He could only rely on himself and the thousand warriors behind him. So she said to herself, Zhong Jin, you must be strong and not embarrass the master!

At the same time, another team of hundreds of people came towards each other. Seeing the smoke and dust rising, Zhong Jin's guards became vigilantly and turned into a defensive formation. In a moment, they saw that the outline of the team of people gradually became clear, and about 300 riders surrounded a young man. The young man was wearing a big red auspicious uniform, wearing a high crown decorated with jewelry, and a few pheasant feathers on the crown. He rode a high-headed oolong horse, with a proud spring breeze and full of energy.

Seeing the guarding team, the young man waved his hand, a black-faced man wearing a green robe with a square corrugated hat on his head, and shouted at the top of his voice: "The King of the Great Jin Kingdom, Dacheng Taiji, come to welcome Zhong Jinbeji, and return to the dragon court to serve...that flying joy..."

When Zhong Jin heard that he was stumbling and pretended to be gentle, everyone around him laughed. However, she herself looked extremely quiet without being happy or angry on her face.

After laughing, the team still made way and got out of the way. He got off Han Naji. His companionship was all riding off the horse. Except for the black-faced man, the others were wearing hats and long pleated jackets. They were all close guards of this Hansun, and there were a few Han people in the middle.

On Zhong Jin's side, Da Yuncha also turned over and got off the horse, greeted him with a smile, and said congratulations.

When Hannaji encounters a happy event, there are inevitably some situations. He smiled at him and said, "Thank you for your hard work. I will give you a few more bowls of gifts in the next day."

Da Yuncha smiled and said, "Talking to me, but his eyes glanced back." Han Naji blushed and he laughed and said, "Forget it, since the groom comes to greet him in person, I won't be upset." He said, patted his shoulder and said, "I'll go first and prepare for your wedding!"

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, of the drooping of the grassland, the night of the grassland, like the flower on the moon buds. In addition, the pink face is like a flower without rouge, and the lips are like cherries, no need to slap, it is really fascinating...

He looked at Han Naji so obsessedly until the entourage behind him couldn't stand it and coughed hard to remind him. He came to his senses and said to Han Naji: "Cousin, thank you all the hard way."

"Cousin, just wipe your saliva first." Seeing Han Naji's unreliable look, Zhong Jin felt a little tired.

"Ah, oh..." Han Naji thought that his brother Pig had just been drooling, so he quickly wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and found that he had been fooled. He couldn't help but say, "Cousin, you are joking with your cousin again."

"Okay, no joke." Zhong Jin smiled and said seriously: "Cousin, although our marriage was decided by the elders, you also know what kind of person I am. No one in this world can force me to do something I don't want to do." But he said sadly in his heart, except for the master...

"Don't worry, cousin, it's too late to love you." Before the girl got the help, she naturally obeyed Han Naji and said, "I will never force you to do anything."

"This is what you said." Zhong Jin smiled and said, "Do you dare to swear to the Holy Ancestor?"

"This..." Han Naji felt something was wrong and said dryly: "If my sister asks me to swear, I will never marry you for the rest of my life, this will not be enough to kill you."

"Don't worry," Zhong Jin said coldly: "Do I have any other choices besides marrying you?"

"Then I'll be relieved..." Han Naji knelt down at Aobao beside the Tao, made a solemn oath, then stood up, led his oolong horse and said, "Cousin, let's ride together." The follower next to him smiled and cheered.

Zhong Jin Xiumei frowned slightly, but she couldn't have any attacks, because this is the custom of the tribe to welcome the bride. If she didn't give Han Naji face in public, she wouldn't have the face. But her eyes were definitely enough. When she turned her eyes, she smiled sly: "According to our grassland customs, you chase me and run around to the Aobao in the distance, and you can't catch up with you, but you can't even think about it!"

At this time, Zhong Jin's guards also started to cheer, making Han Naji unable to say "no". He looked at Zhong Jin's white horse with slender body and thought that your little foal was just a toy in the boudoir. My oolong foal is the best breed. Not to mention the land of Aobao's arrows, even if he ran into the jungle of Yinshan Mountain, he would be like an eagle pounced on the fox rabbit, and would carry you across the sad bridge. But for the sake of safety, he did not ask Zhong Jin to go first, but just said in a muffled voice: "A word is certain." Then he turned over and prepared to set off.

Zhong Jin wrapped his black silk in a red scarf, bent down and lifted his clothes and tucked it into his belt, then tied the belly of the horse under his crotch, patted Mathieu's long neck, as if saying, "Be good." The snow-white war horse seemed to understand the master's wishes, danced with his head high and his mane, and a long neighing sound.

Zhong Jin glanced at Han Naji without whipping the whip. The snow-white war horse under his crotch broke out like a feather arrow from the string, and paddled towards the horizon like a white lightning.

Han Naji quickly kicked his feet and whipped his hands, and urged the owl to gallop away. The horse was indeed a savage horse, and the horse's hooves threw the flowers, plants and soil, forming a stream of smoke and dust like a whirlwind, chasing the white shadow ahead.

The people on both sides were their own hands, and they were sweating and looked up. They saw two shadows, one black and one white, like broken strings and left the pillars, and quickly became away from their sight and were difficult to recognize.

But the person involved knew that he had already divided the difference... When Han Naji saw the colorful banner on Aobao, Zhong Jin's white horse had already gone around Aobao and was meeting him. What made him even more depressed was that Zhong Jin raised his whip and gave him a sarcastic smile.

If Han Naji turned his horse's head and chased Zhong Jin, who would say the word "no"? However, the simplicity of man and the pride of Khan Sun Taiji made him only know how to urge the horse to run towards the Aobao.

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How could Hannaji's oolong horse, a descendant of the BMW that Genghis Khan once rode, not catch up with Zhong Jin's little white horse? That's because no matter how good the oolong horse is, it is still a horse that is not known for its speed. Zhong Jin's little white horse is actually a bloody horse from the Western Regions given to Sonam Gyatso, who was sent to her by Sonam Gyatso... This kind of horse has been extinct in the Central Plains for hundreds of years and is only still in Central Asia. It can be seen how much effort Sonam Gyatso put into making silence.

Back to the point, he said that Han Naji had to smash the butt of the Oolong Koon. When he passed by Aobao and turned halfway, he saw that Zhong Jin had reached the finish line and dismounted. The cheers of the Zhong Jin tribe were as if he was announcing who would win or lose. Thinking of his just-in-one words, he was so ashamed that he blushed.

Seeing that Taiji lost his face, the followers naturally had to make up for it. They looked around with their eyes and really found it. At this time, a group of geese flew past in the sky. A Han follower named Qiu Fu suddenly had a plan and said loudly: "You chase her like a kiss, you can only see the speed of your pedal. How can you show your martial arts skills? If you compare your skills, I think you should shoot geese."

Han Naji was spoiled since childhood, and others have always followed him. Now Zhong Jin won a game, and his heart felt like a handful of pig hair was stuffed into it. He felt uncomfortable all over. After hearing this proposal, he couldn't help looking up... Looking at the height of the geese flying in the sky, with the strength of a girl, he couldn't shoot at all. He suddenly felt energetic and shouted: "Come on, come and take the bow and arrow, let's compete for archery!" As he said that, he took the bow from the saddle, Zhang Xian put the arrow on the arrow, and looked at Zhong Jin and said: "Cousin, please..." He felt that he was sure to win, and he couldn't help but show his aristocratic demeanor.

But before he finished speaking, he was stunned. Instead of setting off his bow, Zhong Jin held a long spear, narrowed one eye, leaned on the edge of the gun, aimed, pulled the trigger, and with a loud bang, a geese spun off. The other geese were frightened and flew to the high place desperately.

Zhong Jin threw the spear to his guard and teased: "It's your turn, Sharp Crown Clock."

To be honest, although Altan is spoiled by Han Naji, he has very strict requirements on riding and shooting skills. As long as it is a target within the range, he can basically do it. However, Zhong Jin's gunshot scared the rest of the geese to fly away and fly a lot higher, and he has no confidence at all.

But I couldn't lose face in front of my future wife. I gritted my teeth and put on the feathered arrow, pulled the bow like a full moon, and spit my right hand and the arrow came out like a meteor. The arrow shot into the geese in the eyes of everyone, rubbed the wings of a frightened goose, flew for another period, then lost its strength and fell straight down.

He threw Han Naji into the ground in annoyance, and looked at Zhong Jinshi again, and saw that the other party finally had a smile on his face, as if he was saying, "Is there nothing to say now?"

But he couldn't accept the failure and muttered, "How can I shoot a archery?"

"Just just talk about shooting geese, isn't it counting shooting with a gun?" Zhong Jin retorted: "What's more, what do you care about on the battlefield? You can kill people."

"..." Han Naji was speechless.

"Then, let's go our separate ways." Zhong Jin said lightly, then stepped on the stirrups and turned his horse neatly.

"Bai Ji, wait," Qiu Fu hurriedly said, "I just competed for riding and shooting, and it is natural for ordinary people to distinguish between the superiors and inferiors. But you and our nobles like Taiji will have to command thousands of troops in the future. How can you use your personal martial arts?" Speaking of this, he looked at Zhong Jin carefully, and saw that the other party's face was like Hanshuang, obviously impatient with his nonsense. But at this time, his masters could only offend him first and apologize in the future. Then he said, "I heard that Zhong Jinbeji is familiar with military books and proficient in literature and martial arts. Why not compete with Taiji for military tactics?"

"Okay, please tell me how to lead troops to fight!" Zhong Jin wanted to eliminate Han Naji's confidence at one time. Seeing the other party's proposal to compare military tactics, he immediately agreed happily...

Bahannaji cheered up and thought to himself that he wanted to fight for the enemy. I have been teaching the military app since I was a child and the guidance of the martial artist, why are you better than you woman? So before the battle, I was confident and opened my mouth and said, "For generals, you should lead the way, retreat and break the back. If you have food, you will be full of troops and horses. If you have nothing to do, you will not be able to pass on the tricks, just like the flying generals of the Han Dynasty, Li Guang, who killed the generals and snatched the flag, and killed people like mahjong..."

Zhong Jin looked at Bahannaji's serious and silly manner and burst into laughter and interrupted his long-lasting discussion. He learned from the teacher's tone of teaching himself: "As a general, you know the heaven and earth, know yourself and the enemy. If you give orders, you must do it, and you must be a strict reward and punishment. You must be a decisive victory thousands of miles away. As my cousin said, bravery will be brave, and you can be the leader of the centurion, so why should you carefully discuss literature and martial arts?" After that, he clasped his fists at him and said: "It seems that my cousin should take the lead. Cousin, let's meet in Kukuhetun." Kukuhetun is Hohhot.

Until Zhong Jin's team was far away, Han Naji was still standing there blankly. Qiu Fu, who was next to him, was stunned and finished. He hurriedly comforted: "Taiji, don't be as knowledgeable as that little girl. When you get married tomorrow, you will hit her eight times one night, and you will definitely be as obedient as a little lamb."

The attendant next to him also echoed: "That's right, that's right, this unlucky daughter-in-law is not dealt with, and she dares to wait for her nose to get on her face!"

"Who is the unlucky daughter-in-law?" Han Naji came to his senses and stared at the entourage beside him and said, "You dare to say that to my wife!" As he said that, he raised the whip and whipped the head and the face. Everyone hurriedly avoided and shouted, "She is so rude, are you still looking at her?"

"Who am I not going toward her?" Han Naji relieved and said with a proud look: "The better she is, the more I have a good vision! Don't be anxious if you want to drink horse milk. She is already my wife, and can someone snatch it away?"

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