When I woke up, there was an old man full of rust beards in the yurt.

"Awaken?" Although he was old, he looked very strong. He smiled and said to Lin Shuhang: "I heard Humil say yesterday that you fell off the horse. I asked the school to have a day off. Just rest and don't worry about the children."

If you can stop the school at any time, you can say a word. The old man should be Humier's grandfather, Humi Langtai, the patriarch of the Tufang tribe.

"It's always trouble you."

"A small thing is a small matter. I just happened to be fine today, so I came to talk to you." The old man smiled and said, "Child, it's the same old saying. Knowledge is important to survive on this grassland, but the body is equally important."

"Although our Tufang tribe is not big, we have also produced several famous warriors on the grassland. The fist and foot skills and riding archery that were passed down from the tribe are also famous in the grassland north of the desert. Before, you were a foreigner, and according to the tribe's rules, martial arts were not allowed to be spread, so I did not force me to persuade you, but now you have already made a marriage with Humil, and you are a member of our Tufang tribe."

"I think after getting married, you can start practicing martial arts with Kuodei Takashi!"

This is not the first time Humi Langtai has talked about this topic. He is not just liking this young man based on his personal preferences, but for the tribe.

The Han people are knowledgeable, which is what the herders on the grassland lack the most.

Although the Huns were powerful in recent years and had forced the Han people into desperate situations, the foresighted old man like Humi Langtai was actually very clear in his heart that the Huns would never think of living a truly good life with their bravery.

So he valued this young man very much, resisted the opposition, and even married his granddaughter to him, just because he could teach the children in the tribe to recognize words and read, because knowledge is the future of the tribe.

But knowledge and force do not conflict. On the grassland, he cannot be respected without courage.

If he could not learn to protect himself, not to mention it, he would not be able to protect himself and Humil after a hundred years. The men in this tribe who were temporarily suppressed by him and only advocated martial arts would have to tear him apart in the first place.

Humi Langtai had already hinted that he had many times before, but unfortunately, Lin Muyuan was unwilling to learn the martial arts of the Huns because his family died at the hands of the Huns, which gave him a headache.

At this time, Humi Langtai did not wait for Lin Muyuan to refuse, and said with a smile: "Don't rush to refuse. I know that you hate using force because of family affairs, but now you are also a family member. As a man, you can't protect your woman, and you still have to let women protect you. That's not possible! In the past few days, you should think carefully and prepare yourself..."

"Class leader, don't think about it." Lin Shuhang's eyes flashed with a burning light. He really encountered a pillow when he was sleepy. He was worried that he didn't know how to improve his combat effectiveness: "I want to start practicing now!"

Humi Langtai looked very unhappy after hearing the first half of the sentence. He waved his hand to interrupt him, and said, "Don't refuse so quickly. If you become a kiss, you should be a man. You should think about this matter carefully! I respect your Han people's knowledge, but it doesn't mean I hope Humier will marry a weak person. You...well?"

He then realized that the other party said the second half: "What did you say?"

Lin Shuhang laughed, turned over and got up from the blanket, pinched his fists, and said with his eyes lit up: "I said, I want to start learning now! Is it OK?"

Humi Langtai's mouth opened slightly. Is the sun coming out from the west today?

He came to his senses after a while: "Ah...of course!"

…………In the afternoon, grassland.

There are more than a dozen children in a row, the younger ones are eight or nine years old, and the older ones are seventeen or eighteen years old.

Fighting the body, practicing fist, and riding and shooting are their compulsory courses every day. In the eyes of most people on the grassland, this is obviously much more important than going to school to study.

On weekdays, the children are very serious about this. One is competing with each other, and the other is that if there is anything wrong, they will be whipped by Teacher Kuode. But today, the children can't help but look at the left side.

It was just because at the forefront of this row of children, another "teacher" who was standing, the Han teacher who was regarded as a woman by everyone in the tribe.

There is no disrespect. The children actually like this school teacher very much because he is gentle enough and smiles all day long, not as fierce as Zhebe, but it is precisely because of his gentleness that he really looks like a sissy.

Even riding a horse was taught by women. I heard that I fell off my horse yesterday. This is a joke that cannot be ignored for men in their early twenties on the grassland.

Such a person can endure the hardship of practicing martial arts? There is a good show today!

The children were so excited that they whispered to each other and chattered. If it were the usual, the strong man with small dreadlocks in front of him would have been cursed, but today, not only did he not scold the students, but his eyes were flashing strange colors.

Guaidai is very young, but he has just passed the 23rd, but he is now recognized as the number one warrior among the Turkish tribes. He has a very high talent in martial arts and archery. He has already spread his reputation throughout the northern desert at a young age.

Even Hu Yanlang, the right commander of the Hun cavalry, had given him an olive branch and promised to be the head of a hundred households, but Kuodei refused.

Everyone in the tribe knew that there was only one reason why he chose to stay, that was for Humil.

"If you want to practice excellent martial arts, it is essential to strengthen your body." Keudai said slowly. This is the general outline of martial arts when he first taught these children: "The foundation of boxing is at the feet, and you must stand firm first."

He strides across.

boom!

He stomped his right foot hard, put on a standard stool, set an example, and then scolded coldly: "Make a stool for half an hour!"

The strength starts from the feet, and no martial arts is beyond the same. The other children have already learned it, and they immediately sank their waists and tied their horses. Lin Shuhang also followed suit.

But this action looks simple, and you will start to be unable to bear it after a little more time. In just four or five minutes, Lin Shuhang felt his legs were sore and numb, as if he weighed a thousand pounds. Even the movement changed, and he followed the front with one foot.

Bang!

Lin Shuhang fell heavily to the ground.

"I can't stand it after just such a little time?" Kuodezhe said contemptuously: "Women are better than you, I think you don't practice anymore, hurry up and eat breasts..."

Today he wants to humiliate the soft egg who snatched his woman. There are still two days left to get married. The man on the grassland never knows what giving up means, and everything is possible!

But before he finished speaking, Lin Shuhang had already jumped up and started stance again without saying a word.

"Hey!" Ketobi's eyes lit up slightly, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

This little white-faced person actually pretends to be tough with me? Let’s take a look!
Chapter completed!