Segeleng galloped on his horse, heading all the way towards the Baiyin tribe.
The Baiyin tribe is a large tribe, with tens of thousands of people and more than 2,000 felt bags.
There are only 2,000 warriors who can be drawn out to fight. This is far beyond what this small tribe of more than 600 people can compare with. If it weren’t for the need for cannon fodder on the border to warn the Ming Dynasty of conquests, this small tribe would have been eaten up long ago.
Leftover.
In the afternoon, Segeleng finally arrived outside the Baiyin tribe's camp.
Looking from the hill, you can see a serpentine river winding through it, with a dense array of snow-white yurts, and many cattle and sheep grazing leisurely around it.
Segeleng rested for a while, then quickly rushed down the hillside and went straight to the largest cowhide tent in the center of the camp.
As soon as he approached the camp on horseback, he immediately attracted the attention of the cavalry wandering around.
Captain Zana, holding his spear between his arms, drew a circle and galloped over.
When he got closer, he saw that he was from the cowardly tribe. He had seen this man before. Na Yanlai, who had followed him, had met Taiji from his own tribe.
The grassland of that small tribe was occupied by my own tribe. As a spring pasture, this grassland is very rich and can feed tens of thousands more cattle and sheep.
"Hey, what are you doing here?"
"We already have a new Nayan. He is the tiger of thousands of miles of mountains and the wolf of thousands of miles of grasslands. Nayan sent me to announce that we will take back the pastures that originally belonged to us. You'd better return them to us, otherwise
Let’s just talk on the battlefield.”
Zana laughed when he heard this and almost fell off his horse. His ears must have heard it right. That small tribe of six hundred people actually declared war on his own tribe of ten thousand people.
"Well, I admire your courage, Segeleng. I will take you to see Taiji. He is hosting a banquet for distinguished guests from the Harashen tribe, and he happens to be short of someone who can tell jokes. Your arrival is so timely, hahaha.
"
After saying that, Zana turned around and led him into the camp on horseback.
In the golden tent, a group of Mongolian nobles were organizing a banquet. A dozen girls were dancing.
"Dear Alabayan brothers, I welcome you to the spring pasture as a guest. The water and grass here are lush, the kumiss is fragrant, and there are girls like lark. You will definitely not want to leave." Irgun Taiji said with a big tongue.
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Everyone drank a lot today. Some were shirtless, showing thick chest hair, and screaming strangely. Some were hugging the girl who was accompanying the wine and making ugly appearances. In the midst of the commotion, they suddenly saw Zana, who was looking for a whistle, with a strange man.
People walked in.
The Ebu Shepherd angrily threw the wine glass at Zana. He was Zana's master, and Zana was his subordinate.
Today, Taiji hosted a banquet for noble people, and while he was having a great time drinking, Zana, a bastard, actually barged in with a stranger.
If Taiji is made unhappy later, he will have to suffer the consequences.
"You idiot, is this where you came from? Get out"
Zana was scolded so badly that he secretly shouted bad luck and was about to turn around and go out.
"Wait a minute, who is that person you brought with you?" Irgenteji waved his hand and drove the dancers down. He stared at Segeleng with a burning gaze and said.
He found that this stranger actually had murderous intent.
Segeleng didn't wait for Zana's introduction, and walked to the center of the venue with one stride. He put his hand on his chest and saluted Taiji.
"Dear Ilgentaiji, I am sent by our new commander Nayan to inform your department and ask your department to return the occupied pasture within three days, otherwise"
"What else?" Irgenteji already knew where he came from, and asked contemptuously with squinting eyes.
How dare a small tribe of six hundred people and a hundred warriors dare to overthrow the world?
If they hadn't been deliberately kept in front of them to guard against Ming Dynasty's sneak attacks, they would have been annexed long ago.
"Otherwise, our wise Na Yan will lead our warriors to take back what belongs to us like a lion fighting a yellow sheep. We will gather at Sancha Gang and wait for you to come to a decisive battle."
Hahaha, roars of laughter suddenly came from the big tent, and all the nobles laughed. Some of the guests looked at it in confusion, and someone immediately gave them an explanation.
When they heard that this small tribe of 600 people made such ridiculous rants, they all burst into laughter.
"Ebu, don't blame your slave. I think he did a good thing. I just thought there was something wrong with this banquet, so he brought this living treasure. I think he should be rewarded."
Hahaha!
Everyone laughed even harder.
Segeleng stood in the middle of the field, his face twisted with anger. His eyes were blazing with fire, glaring at the robbers.
This was originally the land of our own tribe.
"Okay, this warrior, I, Irgun Taiji, accept your challenge. I will send people to attack you tomorrow."
Ilgen's sinister eagle eyes glanced up and down at the grid, as if to see where to strike.
"Go back and tell your Xin Nayan that if you are defeated, according to the rules of the grassland, all men taller than a wheel will be beheaded, and the women will be divided among my warriors. The rest will all become slaves. Go, go back
Let your master be prepared. There is a price to pay for arrogance."
Hearing Ilgentaiji's pitiful words, Segeleng pulled out an arrow contemptuously, used both hands to force it, and broke it into two halves with a click.
He threw it to the ground in front of him, completed the declaration of war, then turned around and left.
Hahaha!
After walking out of the wooden door of the tent, wild laughter burst out from behind again.
Segeleng became even more angry. He got on his horse and galloped towards the camp gate.
Just laugh, Na Yan will deal with you idiots sooner or later.
The moment the war horse ran out of the camp gate, Segeleng suddenly twisted his waist, turned around, drew his bow, and nocked an arrow. All in one go.
As soon as he loosened his fingers, the armor-piercing arrow, one meter long, shot straight at the flagpole in the camp like a meteor, above the big flag fluttering in the wind.
An arrow shot through the rawhide rope, and the flag fell down.
Everyone in the camp was dumbfounded that he could shoot so accurately from such a long distance. Then everyone realized that they had to catch him and cut him into pieces.
This bastard actually dared to shoot down his own flag. What a shame and humiliation.
At this time, Segeleng shot out an arrow and galloped away, leaving dust flying all over the place.
When the cavalry from the camp rushed over, Segeleng had already disappeared.
In the big tent, Irgentaiji's fat and angry face was almost twisted into a rag.
This bastard actually dared to shoot down his handsome flag. He must be captured and quartered. No, this is too easy for him. He must be thrown directly into the cauldron and boiled.
"Asshole, what are you doing here? Get out!" Irgun Taiji saw Abouzheng, looked at him cautiously, and immediately cursed.
"Immediately order two thousand cavalry, and I will go and kill these crazy bastards. You guys, wait for me while you drink. I will come back with their heads in the evening, set them with silver and make them into wine glasses.
