"That Han boy told his subordinates to be kind to the enemy, and advised everyone to put down their swords and arrows and become friends with their enemies. Why should such a coward want a warrior from my tribe..." In the empty big tent, Su Chua was attached.
The sounds lingered back and forth.
The elders in various departments were silent, and everyone knew in their hearts that Su Chuofui's words may not be true. No matter why that Han boy came, what he did in Su Chuo's tribe in the past six months cannot be compared with the word "cowardice"
The first half has something to do with it. But there is really no need to go out of your way to offend the younger brother of Patriarch Xier for a foreign boy. Besides, except for sacrificing the Han boy, there is currently no other way for the Allied Forces to choose.
The benefits of marriage are obvious. With the Turks as a big backer, Chief Xier can justifiably take over the crown left by his ancestors from the hands of Zhishebada Aijin, and re-integrate all the descendants of the White Swan into one team. There are several people around.
The unknown small tribes will surrender one by one to the hooves of the Xi people. In the eastern part of the desert, no one on the thousands of miles of grassland between the Ruoluo River and the Limo River (Songhua River) will dare to fight for supremacy among the Xi people and reappear their ancestors.
The glorious moment is just around the corner.
What is more obvious than the benefits of marriage is the terrible consequences of rejecting the goodwill of the Ashina family. A tribe with millions of people and 200,000 wolf riders is definitely not something that the alliance of Zhuxiao with only a few thousand troops can contend with.
No matter how powerful the Holy Wolf is and how profound Xu Xian's wisdom is, when the wolf rider arrives, the grassland will be dyed red with blood. Even if the Turks do not send troops to conquer because of Su Chuo's refusal to marry, as long as Ashina
The family has clearly expressed its support for Zhishi Bada Aijin. Those small tribes who are in a wait-and-see state will definitely join the Zhisheba tent immediately. What is left for the Su Chuo tribe is still a disaster.
Taking a step back and thinking about it, even if the Ashina family is generous enough to laugh off the insult of rejecting the marriage, there is an engagement agreement between the Aslan family and the Queyu family. On the grassland where the strong is respected, the position of the leader of the Xier family is
Where will it be placed?
There was no need for everyone to choose. When the Turkic envoys proposed the marriage between Qimin Khan's nephew Ashina Gutolu and Su Chuobu, the outcome had already been decided. There was a country behind the Ashina family, and
Master Li has nothing but himself.
"That Han boy tried to teach wolves to eat grass. His apparent kindness and hypocrisy have confused many herdsmen..." Su Chuefuli loudly counted Li Xu's "crimes", looking for reasons for the tribe's final decision. From the elders
On his expression, he knew that he had won. The White Swan Crown belonged to the Su Chuan tribe. No matter which outsider threatened him, he must eradicate them completely before their signs were revealed.
Suddenly, Su Chufuli's words were stuck in his throat. He saw two guards standing at the door being knocked to the ground. Then, he saw an angry leopard slowly approaching him.
"Master Su Chuofuli, if you want to curry favor with the Ashina family, please don't insult me or yourself!" Li Xu pressed his hand on the handle of the knife and walked step by step to the center of the tent. Several people were responsible for the security of the tent.
The tribal warrior tried to rush over to stop him, but was forced by his gaze and stopped with some guilt.
"Fu Li, what are you going to do?" shouted the elders of the Su Chuo tribe. According to Fu Li's current status, he absolutely has the right to participate in tribal decisions. However, the Holy Wolf Guard is lazy by nature and rarely comes to the central tent.
, so the elders are accustomed to ignoring his existence when discussing matters.
Today, no one invited him, but he suddenly came. As soon as he entered the door, he was full of murderous intent, as if everyone here was his enemy, as if he was ready to draw a knife and wash the big tent with blood at any time.
Li Xu sneered, and his angry eyes swept over the faces of the elders one by one. Before entering the big tent, his heart was still full of words of inferiority and self-pity. At this moment, all inferiority and self-pity had long been replaced by unruly. He looked
He understood the hypocrisy hidden behind the kindness, and saw clearly the tribe that needed him as a "coward" to fight for. Everyone who met his eyes involuntarily turned their heads away. It was the descendants of the White Swan who had let themselves down.
Friends, no matter how good the reasons for betrayal are, none of us can face the eyes of the Holy Wolf Guards with confidence.
"According to the rules of the grassland, if a person is insulted, he can use the blood of the rumor monger to avenge himself. Master Su Chuifu, after a stick of incense, I will learn your archery skills in the open space outside the tent!" Li Xu
He withdrew his gaze, stood steadily in the center of the tent and said.
His voice is not high, but his words are extremely clear. After learning Turkic for nearly a year, he can use every word appropriately. There are not so many laws among wolves, and all disputes between them can be settled with teeth.
.If Su Chufuli does not accept his challenge today, he will never be able to gain a foothold in the tribe from now on.
The tent suddenly became a mess. No one expected that Fu Li, who was usually kind and honest to the point of being pedantic, would adopt such an extreme method to resolve the dispute. Some were surprised, some scolded, and some were secretly sorry for Li Xu's reckless behavior.
Shaking his head secretly. Su Chufuli was a famous warrior in the tribe. Whether it was hunting or a battle between two armies, he had never encountered an opponent.
While everyone was panicking, Li Xu's unusually calm voice sounded in their ears again: "Master Fu Li has such a respectable status that you won't find someone else to accept the challenge of a Han boy on your behalf!"
Li Xu said the word "Han boy" very hard, and deliberately adopted the same contemptuous tone as when Su Chuifuli spoke.
"You!" Su Chuifuli was panicked by the murderous aura in Li Xu. She originally wanted to agree to the challenge without hesitation, but for some reason, her words suddenly turned into another kind of rhetoric: "You are a clan member."
According to the rules, junior and middle-aged people cannot challenge the elders!"
"Have you, each of you here, ever regarded me as one of your own clansmen today?" Li Xu heard his own voice echoing in the tent, and in an instant, he felt that his mind was exceptionally clear.
Sharp eyes swept over the faces of each elder again, but still no one dared to raise his head and look at him. I am a boy from the Han family, and they did not regard me as one of their own at all. Something slowly appeared on Li Xu's face.
Si sneered and smiled, and he said to everyone: "I am not a warrior of the Suchu tribe. Challenging the clan leader's younger brother is not disrespectful to the elders. From now on, I will not stay here anymore. Tomorrow morning, I will be there at sunrise
Then leave!”
"What about the Holy Wolf?"
"How do you arrange the Holy Wolf?" He blurted out a confused question. After asking, the person who spoke suddenly realized that he had asked stupidly, and his mouth felt like an egg was stuck, opening and unable to close.
"Chief Xier, will you allow me to leave with Gan Luo?" Li Xu did not answer everyone's words, and turned his eyes to Su Chuixir, who was sitting high on the iron chair and had not spoken. His clear eyes were as sharp as electricity.
Representing the authority of the patriarch, the once unattainable iron chair suddenly fell short in his eyes.
For more than half a year, Gan Luo and Tao Kuo Tuosi were inseparable whenever they were in the tribal camp. But just now when Tao Kuo Tuosi ran out of the tent, Gan Luo was nowhere to be seen.
Su Chuobu had already prepared for the worst. Li Xu knew that no matter what he did today, Gan Luo would not be able to follow him. There was only one Holy Wolf, but the Holy Wolf bodyguards could be changed frequently.
Wolves are very protective of their own group, and they are never shy about showing their teeth to creatures outside the group.
The development of the situation has been completely out of Ciel's control. This is by no means the result he hoped to see. He also has a youngest daughter named Yaren. He only needs to wait three more years before he can choose someone else's tent. With the tribe,
Like all young girls in love, Ya Lun's face was filled with admiration when he mentioned the Holy Wolf Guards.
It only takes three years, and Fu Li is only fifteen years old this year. What a perfect arrangement, but I didn't expect it to suddenly get stuck halfway. Under Li Xudao's eyes, Chief Xier slowly stood up
He looked like a thief who had been caught by the wrist, and his face was so red that it almost bled. Opening his mouth, he heard a voice that did not look like his own murmuring explanation: "I, I have no choice. Ya Lun, Ya
Lun is only ten years old. Eru, Eru is no longer a perfect jade. The Ashina family has been intermarried with the Central Plains for generations, and their customs are the same as those of the Han people. If they are angered, tribes, tribes...!"
"Chief Xier, did you come up with this reason yourself?" Li Xu felt like he had crawled out of the Crescent Lake just now, and all the blood in his body had condensed. The cold autumn wind blew in from the window, blowing away all the fog in front of his eyes.
.
This is not a method that Xier came up with himself. There is no concept of "Wanbi Zhishen" in the minds of the Xi people and the vocabulary of the Turks. "The Ashina family has been intermarrying with the Central Plains for generations, and their customs are the same as those of the Han people."
It shouldn't come from the mouth of the Xier clan leader. In the entire Suchu tribe, apart from Xu Dayan, if there is another person who knows the history and habits of the Ashina family so clearly, there is no need to guess the identity of this person.
Only she was in such urgent need of the power of the Turks. More than twenty years had passed, and in her heart, her hatred for the Sui Dynasty had not diminished at all.
"Of course it's me. I'm the leader of the clan, and I can't gamble with the safety of my clan!" Su Chuixil shouted loudly, fearing that no one would hear his answer. He felt his own anger, but the anger in his heart was still there.
In front of Fu Li's clear eyes, he collapsed as quickly as if he encountered a snow-capped mountain.
It was the Su Chuo tribe who felt sorry for Fuli, and Elder Sha Ge of the Shetuo tribe shook his head slightly. However, he did not intend to stand up and say a fair word. Chief Xier's answer made sense. You cannot bet on the safety of the tribe. The so-called fairness
, there is a limit to it. After this incident, all the ministries were willing to donate the most beautiful girls to Fu Li as compensation. But now, Tao Kuotosi must fulfill the responsibility of the patriarch's daughter. This responsibility is born with her, and she cannot
escape.
Su Chufuli felt the embarrassment in her brother's heart, straightened her body, and stood between Li Xu and Chief Xier. Although she still felt guilty deep down in her heart, and even though she still felt huge pressure when facing Fuli's eyes,
But he showed his courage without hesitation.
"I accept your challenge. After a stick of incense, let Changshengtian witness your bravery!" Su Chufuli replied coldly. After speaking, he turned and walked out of the tent.
"Excuse me, the patriarch and other elders!" Li Xu clasped his fists forward, bowed and gave a Han salute to everyone. "Please remember, the blood flowing on your body is the blood of white swans, and you are not following the wolves to pick up bones.
crow!"
After that, he turned around and walked out of the tent. He could not interfere with what the elders decided. But no matter what the final decision was, he would do what he wanted to do. Li Xu suddenly remembered the coppersmith master, Twenty
After keeping a promise for many years, does he really have no regrets? Is the person he is waiting for really worth all he has to do for him?
Pulling the two horses 300 steps apart, Elder Etuo whipped the whip in his hand. This solution was not bad. If the Han boy lost, Su Chuanbu would no longer have to carry anything. The fifteen-year-old
When a newborn calf challenges an adult male wolf, there is almost no suspense about the outcome.
Su Chuifuli clamped the horse's belly hard and rushed towards the wild boy who insulted him not far away. In the entire tribe, except Asilan, no one could be better than the bow in his hand. He adjusted the speed of the horse and tried his best.
Letting his body coordinate with the rhythm of the horse's ups and downs, taking two hundred and fifty steps, two hundred steps, and one hundred and fifty steps, Su Chuipei took his bow and nocked an arrow, and saw victory smiling at him.
The warm feeling coming from Jiao Gong made Li Xu feel empty in his heart. The anger after being deceived and fooled, the despair after being let down and betrayed, were all melted away by the silence of that moment. He did not stir up the war horse, but rushed to shoot.
It's not his strong point. He needs to wait quietly for his own opportunity to come to him.
"The Han boy didn't move!" Su Chuili was stunned for a moment, and then he felt relieved. He shot at the static target at about a hundred steps, and he hadn't missed his mark since he was seventeen. "You are asking for death.
!" Su Chufuli gritted his teeth and drew the bowstring in time with the rhythm of the horse's hooves.
"Whoosh!" A flash of lightning strangled everyone's breath.
One hundred and thirty paces away, Su Chuofu's war horse jumped high and threw its master away with a mournful hiss. "Whoosh!" The misguided arrow came out of Su Chuofu's bow string and shot straight into the sky.
