"Boom, boom~" A group of cavalry was chasing and surrounding a person, but that person's riding skills were so superb that he easily escaped the encirclement by moving around in various ways. After a while, he disappeared and only one horse was seen.
Temujin was very angry. He finally found the right opportunity to attack the "Mierbeggar" in the "Bulu River Basin", won a great victory, and robbed a large amount of property and slaves.
These harvests have satisfied him to build a large tribe.
As a result, while he was celebrating, a hidden arrow came over and almost shot him to death. Fortunately, he reacted quickly, but he was also shot in the shoulder.
"Chase! This kind of sharp archer must die today!" Bo Shu, a member of the cavalry, shouted loudly.
Although Borshu was a slave, his archery skills were excellent and he had a sharp eye, which made Temujin very fond of him.
"Lululu~" Suddenly, the entire cavalry team stopped.
Temujin stopped quickly: "What's going on?"
"Report to the leader, our horses dare not move forward. They seem to be afraid of something." The cavalry in front came back and reported.
Temujin squinted his eyes and looked ahead, which was an ordinary pasture. Is there any monster?
Turning his head and looking at the hundreds of grassland's most elite warriors around him, Temujin was sure. With these people, he would not be afraid even if he encountered a pack of wolves.
"Get off your horse and surround us!"
Borshu stepped forward quickly: "Chief, I'd better take someone to see it first."
Temujin snorted coldly: "The grassland is so vast, there is no creature that I, Temujin, am afraid of. Even the eagle in the sky, I can shoot it down with one arrow!"
"Chief, there may be swamps and miasma ahead!" Borshu continued to advise.
Temujin paused in his steps: "There is a saying in the Song Dynasty: if you know yourself and the enemy, you will be victorious in any battle. Go and explore the way."
Borspell:
pasture.
Guo Jing was in the sheepfold with the lamb when he suddenly heard a slight gasp. He walked to the side and saw a man lying on the ground with a pale face.
"Water, water~" The man seemed to sense someone and shouted weakly.
Guo Jing hurriedly returned to his tent and brought out a bowl of water in a wooden bowl.
"Gulu, Gulu~" After drinking two sips of water, the man finally regained some strength, opened his eyes, and scanned his surroundings.
After pondering for a moment, he took off a silver bracelet from his wrist and handed it to Guo Jing: "This is for you!"
Guo Jing quickly pushed back: "No, my mother said, no gifts are needed to entertain guests."
Zhebie was stunned.
"Quick, there's someone in the pasture ahead!"
Hearing the shouting outside, Zhebie said quickly: "My child, can you hide it for me?"
Guo Jing said quickly: "No problem, my mother said, if someone needs help, you should try your best to help!"
After saying that, Guo Jing took Zhebie's hand and dragged him to the haystack nearby.
Zhebie, who was being dragged quickly on the ground, looked at himself, then at Guo Jing's young body, and fell into deep thought.
What did this child grow up on? Was it the sperm of a calf?
After a while, Borshu entered the ranch, and Guo Jing stood at the door and looked at him quietly.
"Child, have you seen a stranger coming?" Borshu asked casually.
Guo Jing was stunned. His mother told him to help the guests and also told him not to lie. How should he respond?
Borshu waited for a long time without receiving a response. The child was still standing here dumbfounded, a little impatient, so he walked directly in and prepared to search.
Guo Jing quickly hugged his legs: "Don't go in!"
Borshu doesn't care, it's just a child, he can drag ten!
A step forward, huh?
Only then did Borshu look at the child at his feet, surprised that he had such great strength at such a young age, and he might become the leader's right-hand man in the future.
In the distance, Temujin also led people to surround him.
Borshu quickly shouted: "Leader, Zhebie should hide here!"
Temujin frowned. The wound on his arm had been touched along the way and it hurt a little, but he couldn't show any slack.
In grassland tribes, the fittest survive. As long as he shows a little weakness, countless people will come to snatch his place, including the most loyal subordinates.
He scanned the pasture, which was only so big, and waved his hand: "Go in and search!"
Guo Jing stood up quickly and spread his hands to stop him: "Don't go in!"
Naturally, these soldiers would not listen to a little brat and rushed in directly.
Guo Jing had no choice but to hug the thigh of a random soldier: "Don't go in!"
This warrior doesn't want to use Bors' skills, so he just draws his sword and cuts him off.
Temujin's face was expressionless. The grassland was like this. When the tribe was annexed, all men taller than a pony would die.
War is killing and death.
"Stop!" Zhebie stood up directly: "You bully children, what kind of heroes are you!"
Borshu stepped forward and whipped him.
"Snapped!"
Zhebie's expression remained unchanged, he puffed up his chest and looked at Temujin and others with disdain.
"Kill if you want, but it's a pity that I, Zhebie, can't die in the hands of heroes. It's like an eagle falling to the ground and being bitten to death by a swarm of ants!"
Borshu was immediately furious and drew his knife, ready to chop.
"Stop!" Temujin shouted.
"Zhebie means master archer. I have seen your archery skills. Is there no one under my command, Temujin, whom he can convince?" Temujin asked lightly.
He knew that Zhebie's words were meant as a provocation, and killing him like this might always be a thorn in the heart of his subordinates.
In addition, he could see that Zhebie didn't want to die.
If such a master of archery can be taken under his command, he will be able to become a major force in his rule of the grassland in the future.
"Boshu!"
"yes!"
Temujin looked at Zhebie and said calmly: "Boshu is my right-hand man, and his archery skills are also first-class. Do you dare to compete with him?"
Zhebie was very contemptuous: "Boshu? I, Zhebie, have nothing to fear. What if I win?"
"If you win, I'll let you go!" Temujin casually threw his bow to Borshu: "Use my bow, don't let me down!"
Borshu quickly took it and shouted: "Yes!"
Zhebie smiled: "Chief, my life is in your hands. If you want to kill me, it is as easy as slaughtering a sheep. If you give me a chance to compete with arrows, I will only use a bow, not arrows!"
Immediately, the faces of everyone present turned ugly, indicating that they were completely looking down on them.
Temujin was expressionless, this guy was indeed a smart man.
After a while, Zhebie once again showed them his amazing archery skills. Within twenty steps, he grabbed the arrow shot by Borshu with his hand, knocked the arrow off casually, and shot it back, hitting Borshu's heart with one arrow.
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Of course, without the arrow, he couldn't kill anyone, but it also showed Temujin his extraordinary eyesight and arm strength in front of Temujin.
"Okay!" Temujin shouted.
Borshu fell to the ground, but he refused: "Kill if you want, I don't want you to spare my life!"
Zhebie stared at Temujin: "I'm not sparing him, I'm just exchanging one life for another. I hope you can let that child go. My affairs have nothing to do with him."
Temujin laughed loudly: "I, Temujin, appreciate the most affectionate and righteous men. I don't want your life or the life of your child. Let's go!"
He can act, too. As long as Zhebie leaves today, he will definitely send someone secretly to kill him.
Zhebie was stunned. He walked straight to Temujin and knelt down in front of Temujin. He put his right hand on his chest and swore: "Khan, I shot you. You deserved death for your crime, but you forgive me. I
I am willing to follow you all my life, even if I die!"
This is an oath that the grassland tribes swore to follow to the death. If they swore in front of so many people, if they betrayed them in the future, they would become the public enemies of the grassland people and be laughed at by everyone.
Temujin looked serious: "Okay, just follow me!"
Then he took out an ingot of gold from his arms and threw it over: "This is your meeting gift!"
Zhebie quickly took it: "Thank you, Khan!"
The atmosphere at the scene suddenly relaxed, and the soldiers even worshiped Temujin even more.
This is the king of the grassland, and even the masters of rival tribes are willing to worship and surrender to him.
Temujin was expressionless, but he admired Zhebie even more.
This was a performance. He won fame and suppressed the arrogance of his subordinates after victory. As for Zhebie, he won status and respect.
This is also called power play.
Zhebie stood up and walked to Guo Jing and handed him the gold.
Guo Jing quickly backed away and said honestly: "Mom said that when entertaining guests, you can't ask for their things."
At this time, Li Ping also rushed back. Seeing so many soldiers surrounding her home, she quickly came in and hugged Guo Jing, looking around cautiously.
Do some mental calculations.
These people are so close to me. If I cut them quickly, I should be able to kill ten of them!
Temujin felt nervous for some unknown reason, but he still admired Guo Jing's simplicity and said to Li Ping: "You have taught this child well. From now on, you can live in my tribe."
"Besides, Zhebie, I see that you are getting along with this kid, so I'll teach him archery first!"
Zhebie was overjoyed: "Thank you, Khan!"
People in the grassland age quickly. He has long been coveted for Guo Jing's strength and simple character. It seems that he has no worries about taking care of himself in old age!
Li Ping, who was thinking about how to kill everyone at once, was a little confused.
What's going on, you just become a member of a big tribe? Then you don't have to pay taxes in the future? Can you raise a lot of sheep?
"Come here, move all the belongings of Zhebie and his disciples to the military camp!"
"yes!"
The way to govern is nothing more than to show kindness and power at the same time. Temujin was naturally worried about this since he had nothing to worry about before.
However, since Zhebie sacrificed his life for this child, he could just bring him to the tribe. From now on, he could rest assured that Zhebie would be fighting outside.
…
A quarter of an hour later.
"Hey~" There was a long cry of the eagle in the sky, and Miao Le fell down menacingly.
Looking at the empty pasture, the little yellow cat was dumbfounded.
I went out to play with the cheetahs on the mountain for a while. I sensed the fluctuation in luck of shoveling poop and hurried back. But when I got home, it was stolen?
Where's my shit-shoveling guy?
…
In the 16th year of Chunxi of the Song Dynasty (1189, the 29th year of Dading of the Jin Dynasty), several large tribes surrendered to Temujin, and various beggar-faced nobles also moved closer to Temujin. These people reunited to form the Beggar-faced Nobility Alliance, and
He elected Temujin as the Great Khan and built an independent camp beside the Sangguer River.
Soon, the Mongolian Plateau had formed a tripartite situation with Temujin, the leader of the Qiyan tribe, Wang Han, the leader of the Kelei tribe, and Jamuka, the leader of the Zadala tribe.
Begging department, central camp.
Borshu stood in front of Temujin.
"Report to the Great Khan that horses can now come and go at Guo Jing's house at will. So far, we have used hounds to search, but we still haven't found the reason why the horses did not dare to enter before."
Temujin frowned: "What are your guesses?"
Borshu pondered for a moment: "I asked the shaman, and he said that Guo Jing may be a child blessed by the immortal god, so wild animals cannot enter there, and even the eagle does not dare to hover."
Temujin was stunned. Most people would not like to say this.
He is ambitious and has long been dissatisfied that the leader of the Mongolian grassland actually relies on the canonization of the Jin Kingdom. If one day he unifies the grassland and establishes an empire, he will no longer be threatened by anyone.
Why is it not him who is favored by the immortal God?
Borshu noticed Dahan's expression, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes: "Dahan, do you want it?"
As he spoke, he raised his hand and scratched his neck.
After Temujin created such a huge business and killed countless old people and children, his heart was as cold as ice.
Temujin raised his hand to stop him and said calmly: "No need, my heart, Temujin, is as broad as the grassland, how can I not tolerate a child?
Go and tell Tuo Lei to let him and Guo Jing learn archery under Zhebie."
Borshu was startled: "Yes!"
After his men left, Temujin smiled. Guo Jing was from the Song Dynasty. Even if what the shaman said was true and he had the blessing of the Immortal God, so what?
How could the grassland tribes surrender to a Song man?
As for letting Tuo Lei and Guo Jing be together, of course it is to cultivate a relationship.
The world is so big. If he conquers a huge land in the future, he will definitely make all his sons kings!
If Guo Jing is really a person favored by the immortal God, he will definitely become an eagle on the grassland, and then he can become the arm that drags thunder.
…
Camp, shooting range.
Zhebie had a headache looking at the three villains in front of him. Dahan asked Tuo Lei to learn archery from him, but Dahan's little girl Hua Zheng also came with him.
He could train the boys hard, but he would not dare to train the Khan's beloved daughter.
"Today is your first day of learning archery. I will teach you how to hold a bow first. Come, follow me and learn how to clasp the string with your thumb and get the arrow tail stuck in the socket of your thumb and index finger."
After saying that, Zhebie gave the three little ones a demonstration.
The three little ones also started to study seriously and started practicing with a small bow.
Half a quarter of an hour later, Guo Jing was still motionless, but Tuo Lei and Hua Zheng stopped because their arms could no longer bear the pain.
Zhebie was very satisfied.
"We prairie people focus most on horseback riding and archery. We need to practice archery, and of course we need to practice horseback riding. Come, learn from me!"
…
In the afternoon, outside the military camp, on the endless grass, Tuo Lei and Hua Zheng looked at Guo Jing with admiration.
"Guo Jing, you are so awesome!"
Guo Jing scratched his head in embarrassment: "No, Brother Le has always said that I am stupid! Even now I am not as strong as him."
Tuo Lei was curious: "Who is Brother Le?"
Guo Jing smiled and said: "He is my eldest brother! My mother said that when I grow up and have the skills, I will take care of Brother Le for the rest of my life!
Because Brother Le has been protecting us two mothers since we were little!"
Tuo Lei asked a few questions and ignored him. He was not his elder brother.
"Guo Jing, how about we say hello."
"What is Anda?"
"They are brothers. Jamukha Khan is the Anda of my father Khan. When my father was defeated, it was only through borrowing troops from Jamukha Khan and Wang Khan that he could rise again.
If we marry Anda, we will face difficulties together in the future, and share good things together when we have them!"
"Okay then, from now on I will be the one who drags thunder." Guo Jing thought about it and agreed.
His mother taught him that he can agree to other people's requests as long as they are not harmful to nature.
Then the three of them played happily on the grass for a long time.
This was the first time for Guo Jing to play with children of his own age. It was much more interesting than practicing martial arts at home every day. Moreover, Tuo Lei and Hua Zheng also knew a lot of things that he had never heard of or knew.
For example: cooking in an iron pot will taste better.
Brother Le will be very happy if he hears it, he likes to eat it the most.
Finally, the sun gradually disappeared, and the three of them were so tired that they lay down on the soft grass.
Guo Jing lay next to Hua Zheng and asked curiously: "Hua Zheng, is it not good that your skirt is so short? My mother said that girls should protect themselves."
Hua Zheng carelessly lifted up her skirt: "It's okay, I'm still wearing clothes underneath!"
Guo Jing quickly turned around, his mother had told him not to look at anything inappropriate.
"Ah, I remember wearing it today!" Hua Zheng beside her muttered in a low voice.
Guo Jing:.
For some reason, he seemed to feel that he had missed something.
