The Golden Winged Khans did not discuss for too long by the fire. There were just a few people gathered together, shouting loudly and talking nonsense. Some people pointed in the direction in which Manglite had gone, so the Golden Winged Khans did not hesitate any longer.
They all urged their horses to gallop towards the south in pursuit.
Of course they could not have imagined that Sumayu and others not only did not leave, but instead hid in the stone formation. In their view, even the guarding Golden Winged Khans were killed, so there was no reason for Sumayu and others not to leave.
So they all chased after them without hesitation, and no one noticed that there was still someone hiding in the stone formation.
At this time, Xue Poye finally understood what the old man Manglite was thinking. He had previously said, "Someone needs to lure away the Golden Winged Khans." Xue Poye didn't understand what he meant for a while, and Manglite didn't continue.
Go on, now it seems that old Manglite himself took the initiative to be the bait to lure away the Golden Winged Khan slaves.
"Old Manglite, may the God of Immortality bless you!" Sumayu and Chinatai put their hands on their chests, looked into the distance, and prayed.
Xue Poye looked south from a distance. There was a high probability that Old Manglite would not survive. This old man risked his own life, but created opportunities for several young people to escape death.
Putting one hand on his chest and bowing slightly, Xue Poye expressed his respect for the old man.
"Let's go quickly. Once they realize that they are chasing the wrong person, they will come back soon." Xue Poye picked up the small stone. Although he was exhausted, he still got on his horse. His face was already covered with sweat.
The pain in his shoulder bones had already made his body break into a cold sweat.
"Brother Chou Shi, your shoulder... is bleeding!" Sumayu finally noticed Xue Poye's injury: "Let's... let's bandage it first...!"
Xue Poye shook his head and said: "Hurry up and get on your horse. It's not a good time to stay here for a long time. Let's leave quickly."
Sumayu and Chinatai naturally understood that if the Golden Winged Khans caught up with Manglite and found out that they had been fooled, they would definitely turn around and pursue them. What Manglite fought for for everyone was the opportunity and time to escape.
Wasting time is wasting the value of Manglite's life. Without hesitation, the two of them rode a horse together, left the stone formation, and ran straight to the north.
Including Xue Poye, all thoughts at this time are just to run forward, run forward, keep running forward...!
I don’t know how long it took, but Xue Poye, who was almost asleep on the horse, suddenly heard another burst of horse hooves. He reluctantly opened his eyes and saw that the sky in front of him had already revealed the dawn, and it was not yet very bright and clear.
In the dark area, there was a large group of Beihu warriors.
"Damn it!" Xue Poye muttered in his heart: "I'm dead now."
In his opinion, this group of Beihu warriors must have been chased by the returning Golden Winged Khan slaves. He was exhausted now. Not only was his physical condition extremely bad, but his reaction in his mind was also quite vague and confusing.
It is absolutely impossible to deal with this group of people.
Holding Xiao Shitou tightly, he felt that Xiao Shitou's body was already a little cold. He was shocked, but he immediately smiled bitterly and said to himself: "Xiao Shitou, it seems that our master and apprentice are going to die in Beihu Prairie. Master has hurt you."
, I’ll apologize to you later.”
Suddenly I heard Sumayu's voice saying: "Brother Choushi, this is a warrior from the Hongjira tribe, one of our own!"
"One of our own?" Xue Poye breathed a long sigh of relief: "I can finally take a break."
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The Hongjila Tribe is a relatively large one among the dozens of tribes in the Beihu. It is adjacent to the Barhut Tribe. The two tribes have always had a good relationship and belong to an alliance within the Beihu. It is this close alliance that has always been a source of strength in the Beihu.
In the Beihu Prairie where civil strife continues, the two tribes depend on each other to prevent them from being annexed and annihilated by other tribes. The Beihu Prairie has been annexed from hundreds of small and large tribes at the beginning to more than 30 tribes today. Hongjila
In addition to the strength of the tribe itself, the alliance between the two tribes is also a crucial reason for the survival of the tribe and the Barhut tribe.
The long-term civil strife in the Beihu Grassland has led to alliances and confrontations. Today they are allies, but tomorrow there are tribes that are likely to form hostile relationships for some reason, such as the long-term life-and-death alliance between the Barhut Tribe and the Hongjila Tribe.
It is an anomaly in the Beihu Grassland, so the herdsmen of the two tribes are also very proud, because they feel that the people of these two tribes are the most trustworthy in the entire Beihu Grassland.
Today, the Hongjila tribe has become one of the most powerful tribes on the grassland. One of the reasons is because their tribe has a grassland theocratic figure - the Great Wizard!
Grassland people believe in Changshengtian. In their hearts, Changshengtian is the omnipotent god, and the spokesperson of God in the world is the great wizard of the "Witch Cult".
The great wizard has the ability to talk to Changshengtian and get the predictions from Changshengtian. Therefore, the status of the great wizard is definitely no weaker than that of Khan in the eyes of the grassland people.
Every time a khan ascends the throne, he needs the blessing of the great wizard. Otherwise, without the blessing of the "Witch Cult" great wizard, the Khan cannot be regarded as a real khan, because the great wizard represents the eternal life, and he has the blessing of the great wizard.
To be blessed means to be recognized by the Immortal God.
The "Witch Cult" is prevalent in Beihu, and the followers of the witch religion are called witch disciples. The witch disciples are extremely mysterious forces on the grassland. They are sent to the witch altar of the witch cult general altar since childhood to devote themselves to the Immortal Heaven and work for longevity.
In the service of heaven, prairie people must have the participation of shamans in weddings, funerals, expeditions, and prayers, because without the participation of shamans, people will think that these things do not have the blessing of the Immortal God, which is unlucky.
The leader of the witch disciples is the great wizard.
Every great wizard is selected from among the witch disciples. The process of selecting a great wizard is very complicated and mysterious. Ordinary people cannot understand the secrets. But one thing is certain, once you become a great wizard, you will become a great wizard.
As the spokesperson of Changshengtian, his power will reach its peak. Even if he is the Grassland Khan of the Yingnaluo tribe, he will need the blessing of the great wizard to continue to serve successfully.
Of course, every great wizard will not really oppose the Khan. After all, the Khan is the king of the grassland, the real king. If he offends the tyrannical and barbaric Khan, the life of the witch sect will not be easy.
It's just a combination of interests.
The warriors of the Hongjila tribe met Chinatai and Sumayu, and they all dismounted and saluted. Everyone saw that Xue Poye and others were injured. Chinatai's leg was only bandaged casually, and then someone
An oxcart approached, and Xue Poye and others all lay down on the oxcart to rest, while the Hongjila tribe warriors guarded the oxcart and returned to the Hongjila tribe's station in a mighty manner.
Hongjila Grassland is not the most fertile grassland in Beihu, but it is the place with the most water sources. The Erdolenau River flows through Hongjila Grassland. In addition to this place as wide as a jade belt, the largest lake in Beihu Grassland, Pa
Londo Lake is also located on the Hongjila Grassland. The broad Parondo Lake is more than 20 miles in radius, beautiful and quiet. The Hongjila tribe’s tents are scattered around Parondo Lake, one after another like the night sky.
The stars are dotted on the prairie where green grass sprouts have sprouted.
The tents of the herdsmen are gray, but the tents of the tribal leaders are sky blue. On weekdays, only a small number of tribal cavalry patrol the territory, and most of the herdsmen are busy preparing food for the cattle and sheep.
Cattle and sheep are their life. In winter, the grassland is vast, and the herdsmen take out the fodder they have prepared for them.
Now that spring is warm and the flowers are blooming, the grass has peeked out, and the herdsmen have begun to herd their horses and sheep to relax their muscles and bones. The real grassland life is about to come, and herdsmen are scattered within dozens of miles of the Hongjila camp.
their figures.
The reason why the Hongjila warriors met Sumayu and others was because they received news that the remnants of the Leopard Tushuai, the Golden-winged Khan, were operating in the ancient Zibu grassland, so they followed the order and sent out more than fifty Hongjila cavalry.
They went to kill them, but who knew that they didn't run into the Golden Wing Khan, but they ran into the exhausted Xue Poye and his party.
The bullock cart traveled slowly on the grassland. When it arrived at the Hongjila camp, the herdsmen saw Sumayu and Chenatai and saluted, showing respect and affection. However, no one knew that in the last bullock cart,
Who are an ugly guy with unkempt hair and a child with a pale complexion?
Both of them were already asleep, and the ugly guy held the child tightly, using his body temperature to warm the child's body.
The sky was already dawning, and the hard-working shepherds watched the team slowly move towards the east bank of Lake Parondo. Less than five miles away from the east bank, there were several solemn and mysterious black tents, and more than a dozen black tents.
Separated from the large tent of the Hongjila tribe, it crawls quietly and lonely on the vast grassland. In front of the largest black tent, there is a stone tablet engraved with the unique tiger characters of the Hu people. You can read the Hu characters.
People know that the big characters that look like misty smoke are the word "witch".
This is the most mysterious and solemn witch altar on the grassland, and their great wizard lives here.
It was quiet and strange here. When the bullock cart brought Xue Poye and others here, seven or eight shamans wearing fur shorts and painted with red and black marks came out of the tent like ghosts and brought the four
One by one, the people were carried into the big wizard's big tent.
The warriors knelt down to salute humbly and fearfully, then drove the ox cart and left quietly, and the brief sound soon disappeared into the silence.
While Xue Poye was sleeping, he always felt a pair of deep and cold eyes staring at him. Those eyes were like the eyes of a poisonous snake, cold and poisonous.
Even in his sleep, Xue Poye felt very uncomfortable. He opened his eyes drowsily and felt that the fatigue had subsided a lot. Just relying on his intuition, he felt that the snake-like eyes were still staring at him.
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He turned his head and was shocked to see a guy not far away from him, covered in black robes with only a strange face staring at him.
The man was not tall. He wore a loose black robe and was holding a black staff in his hand. The head of the staff was in the shape of an upward head. It was the size of a human head and was lifelike. The man's face was pitch black, which was obviously caused by paint.
, like a wild ghost, and his eyes are thin and narrow, and his pupils are even smaller. Most of the eyeballs are white. The gaze from such small eyes is extremely cold.
If it weren't for Chi Natai standing next to this person, Xue Poye would have thought that this person was a ghost.
"Brother Choushi, are you awake?" Seeing Xue Poye wake up leisurely, Chinatai shouted with joy, "You have been sleeping all day."
"A whole day?"
, I don’t know what happened.
He frowned, sat up suddenly, looked around, and found that Xiao Shitou was sleeping not far from him. There was a smell of strange herbs around him, and the smell of those herbs was extremely pungent.
Xue Poye struggled to get up and came to Xiao Shitou. He saw that Xiao Shitou had his teeth clenched, his expression was embarrassed, and his face was pale, but his breathing was still even. At least he was still alive, so he breathed a sigh of relief.
Suddenly I heard a burst of gibberish being spoken behind me. It was just a few words, but these words were very blunt. Although the gibberish was in gibberish, it gave the impression that this person couldn't even speak gibberish.
How smooth.
Xue Poye turned around and saw that the person speaking was the man holding the staff. He suddenly realized: "Is this the great wizard they call?"
Chi Natai stood beside the man in black robe, looking very respectful, and said to Xue Poye: "Brother Chou Shi, this is my grandfather, he is the great wizard, he can treat you and Xiao Shi... well, treat your illnesses."
Xue Poye knew that this was the great wizard, the theocratic figure of the grassland. He was shocked and hurriedly stepped forward and bowed respectfully. Only then did he realize that his right shoulder was as warm as spring, but it had been bandaged again.
The pain has subsided to the point where I can barely feel it, and I feel a lot of admiration in my heart. Even in the Central Plains, doctors with superb medical skills would not be able to heal the broken arm so quickly.
The great wizard obviously didn't take Xue Poye's etiquette seriously, and muttered a few words softly.
"Brother Chou Shi, grandpa said that Xiao Shi can live for five hours." Chinatai's expression became serious: "He asked you if you want Xiao Shi!"
"Of course!" Xue Poye was shocked and blurted out: "Great wizard, please save him quickly."
Chinatai said a few words to the great wizard. The great wizard nodded slightly and mumbled a few more words before Chinatai said: "Brother Choushi, grandpa said that Xiaoshi lost too much blood and his body is weak. If you want to save Xiaoshi,
Only melted blood. When he examined your injuries earlier, he found that your blood is the same and can be melted. He asked if you would be willing to donate part of your blood to save Xiaoshi."
"Yes!" Xue Poye didn't care about anything else. He was just surprised at the word "melting blood" in his heart. Could it be that Beihu in this era could actually achieve human blood transfusion? He said eagerly: "Great wizard, what should I do?
Do it? As long as I can save Xiao Shi, I can agree to anything."
After Chinatai translated, the great wizard clapped his hands, and three or four ghostly wizards immediately came in from outside, holding various strange utensils in their hands.
Xue Poye knew that these instruments must be tools for melting blood.
The great wizard waved his hand and signaled Chinatai to go out. Chinatai hesitated slightly and said a few more words to the great wizard. The great wizard looked calm and hummed softly, and then Chinatai reluctantly left the tent.
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The sky was getting dark, and only a faint arc remained in the afterglow of the setting sun. Sumayu sat on the bank of Parondo Lake, staring at the clear lake water. Even when Chinatai came behind her, she didn't notice it.
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"Sumayu, if I were an enemy, you would die!" Chinatai sat down next to Sumayu and said slowly.
Sumayu turned his face sideways and said with a wry smile: "We are not dead, but old man Manglite is!"
Chinatai frowned and looked gloomy: "Found it?"
Sumady nodded, looked at the faint afterglow of the setting sun, and said: "The people sent out to search have returned and brought back the body of old Manglite who was trampled by horses. He has been blessed by the witch disciples and has been blessed by you.
The tribesmen were sent back to the Guzi tribe."
"I hope he can receive the blessing of the Immortal God." Chinatai gently held Sumayu's hand to express comfort.
After a period of silence, Sumayu finally asked: "Has the great wizard agreed? Will he treat Brother Choushi?"
"The two of us begged him for a day. Although he was weird, he was not made of stone, so he still agreed. Now he is melting blood for Brother Choushi and Xiaoshi..." Chinatai looked a little strange and said calmly: "
Sumayu, should we call him Xiaoshi or Xiaoshi?"
Sumayu took a deep breath and stood up, her plump breasts rising and falling: "China Tai, what do you want to tell me?"
"Grandpa saw their wounds when they were sleeping." Chinatai said directly without mincing words: "Brother Chou Shi told us that he came to Beihu for treatment, but grandpa is very sure that there is nothing else on his body.
The right shoulder bone is injured, and there are no other symptoms. In other words, Brother Choushi lied to us. And... Grandpa said that his face was disguised, and that is not his original face. As long as you agree, he can do it at any time.
It can lift the mask of Brother Choushi and reveal his true face."
Sumayu was silent for a long time, and then slowly said: "Since he doesn't want to reveal his true colors, why should we expose him? He will always have his own reasons. In any case, it is because of her that we can come back this time, otherwise we would not
I will see the beautiful grassland again, but I will never see these lovely cattle and sheep. He is always our benefactor. We grassland people must retaliate when we have revenge, but we will never owe him any kindness. He saved me three times, these
When can we fully repay our kindness?"
Chi Na Tai also nodded and said: "Brother Chou Shi is our benefactor, I will keep this in mind."
Sumayu smiled and said: "Brother Chou Shi is a good man. He was able to sacrifice his own blood to save Xiao Shi. This is not something everyone can do. People in the Central Plains are not all bad. They also have us.
A kind and righteous person like the prairie people."
Chinatai sighed, shook his head and said: "Sumayu, grandpa also said that Brother Chou Shi and Little Shitou have a weird thing in their bodies. People in the Central Plains call it strength. It is a very powerful and terrifying thing. It is powerful.
Their strength can break rocks and crack soil, and they are omnipotent. Grandpa said that there is a kind of people in the Central Plains called warriors. There are high and low warriors, but Brother Choushi and Little Shitou have reached the level of five-way warriors.
Strength is a very powerful person.”
"I've heard of this too." Sumayu said sternly: "The warriors in the Central Plains are a very powerful group of people. Commander Ying Tu once said that these warriors are the biggest trouble when attacking the Central Plains. It turns out that Big Brother Choushi and Little Brother
Stones are also powerful warriors, no wonder their abilities are so high."
"Sumayu, have you ever thought about two powerful warriors who are not sick, but come all the way to our prairie? What do they want to do?" There was worry on Chinatai's face: "Grandpa said, they are very powerful.
Maybe they are spies sent by the Central Plains people!"
"Spies?" Sumayou's delicate body trembled: "You...you mean they are spies?"
"I'm not sure." Chinatai looked serious: "This is Grandpa's estimate, and it may not be accurate." He patted Sumayu's shoulder lightly and said softly: "If they are really sent from the Central Plains
Spies, what should we do with them?"
Sumayu looked at the setting sun on the horizon, shook his head, his face was blank.dd