On the way back, Li Xu had been in a daze. Xu Dayan was still a little excited after the small test, but when he saw his good friend's lack of interest, he also felt a little unmotivated. On the other hand, Aslan, Su Chufuli and others were extremely happy.
Along the way, they discussed without scruple who was the first to rush into the camp and who killed the first enemy warrior, as if they were afraid that their share of credit would be omitted from the long tune compiled by the elders to record the war.
There was still a full day's journey to get to the tribe, and the warriors in the coalition army had already begun to tidy up their clothes and armor. Regardless of the coldness of the spring river, they took turns jumping in when setting up camp to wash away the smell of blood and sweat from their bodies. Together with
The armor that had been splattered with the blood of a woman, the scimitar that had just killed an old man, and the horse hooves that had stepped on the bones of children were all cleaned spotlessly. Many warriors from wealthy families also hung copper and silver coins between the corners of their armor and their braids.
The colored bell was untied and polished with river sand until it was shiny enough to be seen, and then it was hung back up in the distance meticulously.
Li Xu and Xu Da looked at it interestingly, and somewhat forgot about some of their worries. As the team gradually approached Su Chuobu's camp, the scenery in front of them immediately became bright. Old Su Chuobu, who had already received the good news of his son's victory, and the women left the camp
The layout is as beautiful as a garden. Compared with the black smoke-emitting Xi tribe camp in Li Xu's memory, this place is simply a fairyland on earth.
The green grass that had just emerged was carefully tidied by the women, and tall stemmed plants such as mugwort and spinach were pulled out by hand. From a distance, the grass near the camp looked like a large green carpet. From the left
The clouds spread far away to the sky on the right.
Whether they were the elders of the tribe or the shepherd slaves who had just gained freedom due to their meritorious service, everyone came out of the camp. The pure aroma of kumis and the strong fragrance of milk tea made people twitch, and the laughter of girls from all tribes
But it is more attractive than wine and tea. Under the leadership of Eru and Tao Kuotosi, hundreds of flowery girls holding wine bowls greeted the horses returning home.
The dressed-up girl was the focus of attention from all the men in the room. Li Xu clearly heard the throats of the guards around him twitching. The men had just experienced a killing and urgently needed to find a gentle harbor to rest. Each one was more beautiful than the last.
The young girl generously raised her red lips towards the hero.
Eru walked at the front of the team. She wore an imitation Han Dynasty dress made from the yellow Sichuan brocade she bought from Li Xu and Xu Dayan at the end of last autumn. The modified dress combined the elements of Hu clothing.
Advantages, the deliberately tightened waist and the skirt falling from top to bottom in an arc perfectly set off her feminine figure. In the sunshine of April in the world, the girl in yellow shirt blooms like spring flowers in the green fields.
The girl walked up in a graceful manner, picked up a bowl of wine, and held it high in front of her father's horse. She opened her red lips and sang in a low voice: "Ejinsir of the Suchu tribe led the wolves to drive away the wild dogs, and the flowers on the grassland were
It opens because of you, and the sunshine in the sky becomes bright because of you..."
"The flowers on the grassland bloom for you, and the sunshine in the sky is bright because of you..." All the girls sang together and sang repeatedly in Turkic language. For them, it was Su Chuixir who took the offensive action in time,
Saved the fate of the tribe. Su Chuixil can definitely deserve this long tune.
A faint smile appeared on Li Xu's face. From a pure perspective, this was indeed a memorable victory. Although he had been feeling sad about the killings these days, deep down in his heart, he
Su Chuobu has long been regarded as half of his family. When other people in the family are happy, he cannot spoil everyone's happiness by himself.
"The flowers on the grassland bloom for the warriors, and the sunshine in the sky is bright because of the blood of the warriors!" Su Chuixil took the wine bowl on the horse and turned back to shout to all the victorious soldiers behind him.
"Warrior Sir! Fearless Sir" the soldiers shouted loudly. This is their tradition. When they are happy, everyone knows what they should do to make all the tribesmen happy.
Su Chuixil raised the wine bowl, dipped a few drops into the sky with his fingers and sprinkled it three times, then dipped a few more drops into the sky three times and sprinkled it onto the earth. Finally, he drank up the kumiss in the bowl.
Two unknown and beautiful girls held a long white khata and raised it high above their heads. Suchuixil bent her body as hard as she could on the horse, lowered her head, and asked the girl to raise her feet to lift the khata.
Hanging on his thick neck.
"Warrior Sir! Fearless Sir" the soldiers cheered again. Su Chuixier pulled out her scimitar and saluted. Then she jumped off the horse, pulled up the reins and walked into the welcoming crowd. Aunt Qing and Su Chuixier
Several of Sir's other wives immediately gathered around and scrambled to wrap their arms around their husband. The family hugged each other and slowly stepped onto the red carpet that was spread from the entrance of the camp to the central tent.
"The wise elder Etuo, his vision is deeper than the sea..." Eru picked up the second bowl of wine, chanted softly and held it up to the elder Etuo of the Suchu tribe. Etuo laughed and picked up the wine bowl.
, thanked the sky, the earth and the warriors. Then he drank wine, accepted the hada offered by the girls, jumped off the horse, and staggered towards his family.
The third bowl of wine was given to Brother Sha, the Shetuo minister who accompanied the army. The girl's red lips had just opened, but Brother Shetuo gently took the war horse away and said modestly: "The Shetuo Ministry completely borrowed Su's help this time.
Despite the majesty of Chubu, Brother Sha dare not drink this bowl of wine. The real heroes are not old people like us..."
"The hero is the original boy!" Na Miye, the elder who participated in the last battle and reaped many benefits from following the group, was the smartest. Seeing that Brother Shetosa refused to take credit, he naturally did not want other tribal elders either.
Standing in front of him, he pointed at Xu Dayan and Li Xu, and asked loudly to the warriors of the Xi clan around him: "Who has customized the trap for us to hunt beasts, and who has given us the confidence to win.
Who cut down the Suotou Xi people’s banner, and who killed the enemy’s leader?”
"Xian Xian, whose wisdom is as deep as the crescent moon lake! Zhu Li, whose courage is greater than that of a leopard!" The warriors responded with a roar. Everyone saw the achievements of Xu and Li with their own eyes, and no one was not convinced.
Eru's eyes suddenly became brighter than the spring sunshine. She held the wine bowl in both hands and came to Xu Shiji tremblingly. She raised her head, stared at the other person's handsome face, and sang in a low voice: "The wind of wisdom blows from the south.
Come, keep the eyes of the warriors open. The brave Xu Xian came from the Central Plains to help the Xi people defend their homeland..."
Listening to this melodious song, looking at the bright eyes in front of him, Xu Shiji's big eyes burst out with dazzling brilliance. He laughed, took the wine bowl, and paid tribute to heaven, earth and his companions according to the etiquette of the people of Lin. Heijia,
Red horse, silver cloak, in an instant, in the girl's eyes, all the brilliance was covered by him alone.
Xu Dayan had no family in the grassland, and Eru walked into the tribe side by side with him. Looking at his good friend's high-spirited look, Li Xu smiled knowingly. Suddenly, a clear spring water slid across the grass and floated in front of him.
Tao Kuo took off her silk and wore the same sky-blue silk shirt that Li Xu wore when they first met her. The spring breeze that was suddenly warm but then cold made her cheeks burn, but the girl would rather endure the cold wind to show off her most touching moment.
Her figure was like an orchid in the green field, and her voice was like Shi Kuang's drum and harp. Li Xu was intoxicated again, and he was so groggy that he forgot all the worries outside his body.
After completing a set of etiquette, Tao Kuo took off his silk clothes and held Li Xu's hand and walked towards the camp. Today is a common festival for all the nearby Xi tribes. It has been nearly twenty years, and there has been no similar event on the grasslands around Yueya Lake.
celebration. Her sweetheart can sit in the first row to watch the ceremony, and every pore in her body is proud of this.
"I want to marry a young hero!" At the coming-of-age ceremony last summer, a thirteen-year-old girl once prayed to the full moon in the sky. The moonlight heard the girl's prayer and sent a heroic boy to her from thousands of miles away.
around.
Unflinching in the face of danger, he cut off the opponent's royal flag in the midst of thousands of troops, and killed his old enemy from his horse in front of the two armies. Such a young hero has never appeared in the Su Chuan tribe in a hundred years. This makes the girl even more intoxicated.
What's amazing is that he once sacrificed his life to save her in times of crisis. Although he cursed very fiercely that day, every time the girl thought of the word "go", she felt it was a hundred times more beautiful than the love songs of any boy of the same age.
Aslan, the magical hunter of the Suchu tribe, Gesana, the warrior of the Shetu tribe who killed five opponents in a battle, Hou Quli, who was the first to rush into the enemy's camp, and Ashubi, who blocked the enemy's escape route.
The red-faced warriors and the intoxicated elders were supported by the girl onto the white felt used for the ceremony. The grassland people respect warriors, and today’s seating order is not based on their status in the clan, but based on their military exploits.
.The closer you sit to the front, the greater the credit, which naturally becomes the focus of the girls’ eyes.
Girls in costumes shuttled between the seats like butterflies, holding large bowls of wine for the heroes in their hearts. The further they sat in the front row, the more wine bowls were served. Unlike the girls from the Central Plains, the girls from the Shandong tribe were not as shy as the girls from the Central Plains.
They always looked at people with unscrupulous eyes. They smiled like flowers and frequently cast glances at the young people in the front row. In contrast, in the center of the camp, the tribal elders wore masks and danced with all their strength to offer sacrifices to heaven and earth.
But not many girls went to see the Dance of the Heroic Souls of the War Dead.
The celebration scene carefully prepared by the Pekin people is very grand. The story of the ancient legendary hero, the white swan, who transformed into a boy to save the Pekin people from suffering and impregnated the Pekin tribe girls, was completely narrated in a long song. In the music, people wearing various masks, clothes and
The elders with their hair full of bells jumped and danced vigorously, as if they were dedicating their lives to welcome the sacred moment of the rejuvenation of the Xi tribe.
Ninety-nine shirtless underage men came up with swords. They are the future warriors of the tribe. They are also important objects who come to receive the blessings of their ancestors and the care of the sacrificial heroes. In the chanting, an eight or nine-year-old man with skin
The delicate little boy bravely raised the knife and cut his thumb first. (To be continued)