At this moment, this walking little meatball was standing in the sweat tent, pacing back and forth, very impatient.
A gloomy voice came from the side: "Little prince, please be patient."
"Tai Qin cannot refuse the conditions we offer."
"Today, I will surely make you embrace this beauty..."
Nan Yanxi followed the sound and saw a sinister middle-aged man sitting in the corner of the sweat tent.
He was stroking his beard and comforting Barter with great confidence.
Nan Yanxi turned around and asked the commander quietly.
What conditions did they offer to make this person so confident?
The commander's answer was pretty much what he had guessed.
On behalf of the Beiyuan Royal Court, the Bari tribe promised the Qiaonuo tribe to give them enough fodder for everyone to survive the winter.
He also promised to allocate 10,000 cattle and sheep to the Qiaonuo tribe in the coming spring, with a population of over a thousand.
The guard commander sighed and said: "This year the rains are not good in all departments, and there are not many herds prepared for the winter."
"It has to be handed over to their Bari tribe, so the Great Khan... didn't borrow the animal husbandry this time."
Nan Yanxi couldn't help but be a little confused, turned around and asked: "Isn't it just feed for cattle and sheep?"
"Why not buy it from Daxia? The rain there is very good this year."
"This thing is not a valuable thing."
"Hey, you don't know something."
The leader shook his head: "We in Beiyuan are at war with you Daxia. A few days ago, the Daxia court ordered the ports to be closed."
"It's hard for people to get in and out, let alone the goods."
"Moreover, one bundle or two of these things won't work. They have to be made in large quantities, which requires a lot of manpower and material resources."
"Now we don't have a good relationship with Daxia Dayan. They want us to starve to death!"
Hearing this, Nan Yanxi suddenly realized.
The Bari tribe was sure that they would not be able to get enough animal husbandry for the winter, so they used this as a threat.
However, even if they get their wooden grid in the future, it will give them enough winter grazing c.
The Bari tribe will probably continue to suppress the Qiaonuo tribe in the future.
Since ancient times, peace between the two countries will always fail in the end.
The enemy will always be an enemy, and the opponent will always be an opponent.
How could it change because of a woman?
Moreover, Nan Yanxi despises exchanging a woman's life's happiness for his own survival.
His own Ming Dynasty has not ceded territory, paid indemnities, or reconciled relatives since the founding of the People's Republic of China. This is what makes him most proud.
When you encounter difficulties, you should use all possible means to solve them.
Instead of exchanging the youth of a blooming girl.
The two looked left and right, but did not find Qi Muge and Dai Qin.
The commander thought for a while and then quietly led him outside a large ornate yurt behind the sweat tent.
After asking the guard on duty, he turned to Nan Yanxi and said softly: "The princess and the Khan should be inside."
Then he reached out and patted his shoulder: "Warrior, go fight for your woman, you will win!"
After saying that, he led the other guards and took a step back.
Chao Nan Yanxi pursed her lips and signaled him to figure it out.
The Beiyuan people believe in a very unique culture. They believe that the Great Khan of their tribe is the strongest warrior.
Therefore, security is not as important as the Central Plains Dynasty.
In Beiyuan culture, a man who is not afraid of power and fights for his woman should be respected and supported by everyone.
Nan Yanxi glanced at the commander gratefully.
He casually took off his belt knife and threw it to him as a guarantee to him.
He gently approached the door and looked inside through the gap.
At this time, there were five people in the house, namely Dai Qin, Su Rile and Qimuge, as well as two unknown old men.
I saw one of the old men tremblingly bowing to Dai Qin.
"Great Khan, it is God's will for the princess to marry the little prince."
"Only in this way, our Qiaonuo tribe will have abundant rains and a prosperous population in the coming year!"
"Yes, yes..." Another old man also helped: "And, in this way, we can become in-laws with the Bari tribe."
"I hope the Great Khan will stop hesitating for the sake of the people."
Then he turned towards Qimuge and said solemnly, "I hope Princess, for the sake of our warriors from the Qiaonuo tribe, don't refuse me anymore!"
This bickering and scheming is no match for these old guys.
He was speechless for a moment, just sobbing and shaking his head.
He looked at Dai Qin for help and choked out incoherently: "Father... I don't want it... I don't want it..."
Su Rile on the side had a livid face, veins bulging in the hand pressing the scimitar, but there was nothing he could do.
Dai Qin looked at Qimu Ge in a dilemma. On one side was his favorite daughter, and on the other side were the common people.
The tough man's hands were trembling, and he didn't know how to speak.
At this moment, a burst of joking sounds suddenly came from outside the door.
"It turns out that you warriors of the Qionuo tribe only hide behind women!"
Everyone in the room was stunned when they heard this and looked towards the door.
I saw a young man slowly walking in at the door of the yurt.
Looking at the familiar face, Qiu Ge seemed to have found support.
He flew over like a nestling bird returning to the nest, got into the man's arms, and cried loudly.
Nan Yanxi held her tightly in her arms and comforted her softly.
At this time, when Dai Qin and Su Rile on the side saw this scene, they felt mixed feelings in their hearts.
Originally, he was the one who should be Qi Muge's support, but now, he failed to protect her.
The two old men in the room looked at each other and frowned slightly.
One of them shouted at Nan Yanxi: "Where did the thief come from? How dare you break into the sweat tent!"
"Here comes someone! Guard!"
Dai Qin waved his hand: "Master Galu, don't panic, this is the warrior who saved Qimuge."
After hearing what he said, the old man suddenly understood and casually bowed to Nan Yanxi.
He turned around and said to Dai Qin: "Great Khan, our Qiao Nuo Department has our own affairs, so we don't need outsiders to worry about it!"
Before she finished speaking, Nan Yanxi sneered: "Outsiders? In this room, I'm afraid you two are outsiders, right?"
"How presumptuous! I am the high priest of the Qiaonuo tribe, and so is Galu!"
Hearing what he said, one of the old men suddenly felt like a cat that had stepped on its tail.
Tiaojiao said: "This is the shaman, Lord Shaobu, how can I be an outsider!"
"Hahaha...of course it's an outsider!"
Nan Yanxi smiled coldly, pointed at the two of them and said, "It's your own family affairs, and you choose a husband for your daughter."
"You said you two are not ashamed even at your age. Why are you interrupting here?"
The old man named Galu snorted coldly: "If we were ordinary people, we would naturally be outsiders."
"But now it is related to the life and death of our Qiaonuo tribe. As the elders of the Qiaonuo tribe, we cannot ignore it."
"It's you, as a Xia countryman, who cares what our Beiyuan people do!"
After saying that, he saluted Dai Qin again and said, "I hope the Great Khan will invite this Xia man to come out of the sweat tent."