"Escape?" Wang Xian flatly denied: "Are you kidding me? Do you think I can escape?"
"Of course you can't run away." Baoyin Qiqige sneered: "Not to mention Tuohuan's subordinates, some of them are old hunters who follow the traces. If you are asked to run for a day, they can catch you back. Even if they don't chase you, do you think they can?
Can you get out of this vast prairie by yourself?"
"Do I look like a weakling?" Wang Xian glared at her and said, "Besides, I am also a veteran who has been marching on the grassland for three months."
"You were following the army, and you couldn't appreciate the horror of the grassland after walking for a year." Baoyin Qiqige looked at the vast grassland, her eyes full of awe and said, "You only saw the beauty of the grassland, but you didn't see it.
To that terrible swamp and mud pond, with wolves and yellow mosquitoes, heavy rain and scorching sun... It is impossible for a person to survive here. Those who are alone will only die."
"Don't worry, if there is any chance, how can I run away?" Wang Xian looked at the endless green grassland and sneered secretly, I am not alone. He smiled and said: "Don't worry, I
I won’t harm your brothers and sisters.” It’s weird to say in my heart...
"Only a ghost can believe what you say." Perhaps because she had seen him naked, Baoyinqiqige knew Wang Xian deeply, "I will keep an eye on you, you'd better not act rashly."
"If you want to look at me more, just say so." Wang Xian laughed loudly and said, "Why do you want to find such an excuse?
"Looking at you, your life is short for ten days." Baoyin Qiqi snorted, pointed forward and said: "Aren't you going out to hunt? It would be too fake to be indifferent now, right?"
Wang Xian looked up and saw the Tuanhuan men galloping on their horses from both sides, startling a dozen yellow sheep, roe deer and the like in the grass, and running towards them in a hurry.
Wang Xian hurriedly took out a wolf-tusked arrow from his quiver, put it on his bow, pulled it like a full moon, and shot it out. A yellow sheep fell over in the grass nest with a bleating sound, and rolled over.
"I didn't expect that my archery skills have improved so much." Wang Xian couldn't help but marvel, but he heard Baoyinqiqige sneer, turned around and took a look, and it turned out that she also opened her bow and shot an arrow.
Then a warrior rode over, picked up the prey, pulled out the arrow from the yellow sheep's head, took a look, and reported loudly: "It was shot by our Bie Ji."
"Nonsense, can't she still have her name engraved on the arrow?" Wang Xian rolled his eyes.
"Yes," Tuo Huan rode his horse over and said with a smile: "Otherwise, how would the prey be counted?" He took out his arrow, pointed to the words engraved on the arrow shaft and said: "Everyone has marked the arrows, I put the name on the arrow.
Carved here, Bao Yin Farewell is the same."
"Okay." Wang Xian was a little embarrassed and coughed twice and said, "Come again." He aimed at the prey and shot another arrow. Almost at the same time, Baoyin Qiqige also shot an arrow, and the prey screamed and fell down.
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The warrior stepped forward to pick it up, took a look at it and said loudly: "It was shot by our Bieji again."
"Fuck." Wang Xian was so depressed that he glared at Baoyin Qiqige and said, "You did it on purpose, right? You just shoot my prey."
"You said it was your prey, but why didn't it have your arrow?" Baoyin Qiqige's mouth curled up, looking quite happy.
"I..." Wang Xian usually made others so angry that he almost vomited blood. He knew that this girl would not let go of any opportunity to overwhelm him, and he even hunted with her.
, this is purely self-inflicted. In order to maintain his male dignity, he drew the arrow for the third time, fully loaded the bow, aimed at a silly robe that happened to be standing still, silently recited countless times in his heart, "Bodhisattva bless you," before letting go and shooting.
Wang Xian stared at the arrow with his eyes wide open. He saw the stupid roe deer in the middle, and waved his fist at Baoyin as if to demonstrate. Let's see how you can fight with me.
The warrior stepped forward again, picked up the prey, pulled out the arrow, looked at it, and said loudly: "It's still our farewell."
"How is that possible?" Wang Xian said with wide eyes, "I obviously got shot."
"Let me take a look." Tuohuan rode over, took the prey and looked at it. He came back and said with a smile: "Your Highness, it's really a good thing." Then he pointed it out to him and said: "There are two arrows shot above.
The arrow on the buttocks was not a fatal wound, while the arrow on the head was fatal, so it can be regarded as our farewell."
"I protest, this is the home court whistle and I want to complain." Wang Xian was so angry that he mouthed Hu Chai, and Tuo Huan whispered to Baoyin Qiqi: "Leave it to His Highness."
"Why didn't the Ming army let us go during the war?" Baoyin rolled his eyes and said, making Tuohuan speechless.
"Can that be the same?" Tuohuan frowned.
"Young Master, there is no need to say anything," Wang Xian said with great righteousness: "How can I, Zhu Zhanji, be defeated by a woman? I will fight again and again, and become more courageous with every setback. I don't believe she can always defeat me." He bowed again.
nock an arrow, shoot out, and Baoyin immediately follows up with one. Wang Xian shoots again, and Baoyin follows up again. Wang Xian shoots again, and Baoyin follows up again.
A hunt has completely turned into a stage for competition between this pair of men and women. The rest of the people are only responsible for chasing the prey for them, picking up the prey, and cheering... Of course, this is a one-sided contest. Wang Xian takes the arrows from the quiver.
I shot them all, but I didn’t get any prey. They were all snatched up by Baoyin Qiqige. There is really no way to do it... Archery is difficult, and it is even harder to shoot an arrow immediately. It is even more difficult to shoot a moving prey immediately. The difference is even worse.
The arrow will fly to nowhere within a few centimeters, and it will take years of hard practice to hit the prey.
Wang Xian only started practicing archery last year, and he stood on the ground and shot at a target. He has practiced so hard that he is barely qualified. Although Baoyin is a woman, she has been shooting a bow since she was seven or eight years old, and she is a particularly talented hunter.
.To say that the arrows are flawless is not enough to describe her level. Every arrow she shoots hits the head of her prey. How can Wang Xian fight with her?
But Wang Xian was not discouraged. Instead, the more he fought, the more aggressive he became. He had to win her once, and he ended up losing more and more. At first, the Walas were happy to see the grandson of the Ming Dynasty defeated, but when they saw Baoyinbieji, all the prey around him were exhausted.
They piled up into a hill, but Wang Xian's side was still empty. Instead, they deeply sympathized with this weakling who never gave up... Tuo Huan taught Wang Xian how to shoot more accurately, and also changed the rules. As long as Wang Xian can shoot,
No matter where Baoyin ejaculates, it belongs to him
But when Wang Xian shot an arrow that was sure to hit, a scene that he would never forget happened. Baoyinqiqige shot an arrow and hit his arrow in mid-air. At the same time, the prey
But he still fell down after being hit by an arrow... It turned out that Baoyinqiqige shot two arrows at the same time.
"Lianzhu Arrow" Tuohuan couldn't help but admired: "It's such a magical skill. I didn't expect that Bieji could actually master it."
"It's just a small trick." Baoyinqiqige glanced at Wang Xian and said coldly: "Is it still a competition?"
"Who the hell am I trying to compete with you? I just want to hunt." Wang Xian blushed and had a thick neck, obviously holding back his anger.
"Deceiving yourself," Baoyin Qiqige also sneered: "Failure to admit failure will only make you more embarrassed."
"Lose your sister!" Wang Xianzhen felt a little angry.
"Eat first, eat first." Tuo Huan hurriedly smoothed things over: "Let's all take a rest and calm down. Let's compete again when we feel more energetic after eating."
"Humph..." The two of them turned away at the same time.
The hunting habit of the Mongolians is to bring the prey back to the camp and share it with their families. At noon, they usually only eat some food. Of course, the Mongolians also eat meat. Even if Wang Xian received preferential treatment, it would only be meat.
There are just so many kinds. Most people only order beef, but they also have mutton, venison... all kinds of meat that can't be eaten in ten days.
The horses were eating grass and the birds were singing. Sitting on the verdant grassland, drinking kumiss, taking big bites and chewing the meat vigorously. Wang Xian seemed to have forgotten the unhappiness he had just felt and took off his clothes.
Huan and others began to talk loudly. This was Wang Xian's strength. Even people like Zhu Zhanji, Zhu Gaochi, and Yao Guangxiao were impressed by his knowledge. It was easy and enjoyable to fool Tuo Huan, the son of a tribal chief.
As expected, Tuo Huan was stunned. He listened to Wang Xian's talk about the origin and decline of the grassland peoples, about the replacement of the Xiongnu, Turks, Khitans, Jurchens, and Mongols. He also talked about the reasons why a nomadic nation would find it difficult to revive after its decline, and explained the underlying laws.
, explained very clearly. This problem has been bothering Mongolian nobles like Tuo Huan for many years. They don't understand why the powerful Yuan Dynasty established by Genghis Khan and Kublai Khan perished so quickly. They obviously still have powerful cavalry.
But they were expelled to Mobei by the Ming Dynasty... But the dynasty established by the Khitans and Jurchens could last for a long, long time...
After listening to Wang Xian's explanation today, he suddenly realized that the social structure of the nomads was extroverted. They had to constantly wage wars and plunder wealth in order to maintain and strengthen the group. But when they took over the world, the world belonged to them.
Yes, it is necessary to support the people and help the people in order to survive for a long time. The Khitan and Jurchens saw this and transformed their nation into an introverted one, which is the so-called sinicization, so that the country can last forever. The Mongols did not
Seeing this, they did not become Sinicized and still maintained their original national character, which eventually led to popular resentment and they were driven out of the Central Plains by the Han people.
Tuohuan listened very carefully. He knew that Wang Xian's words must be beneficial to the Han people, but he was really eager for an expert to give him guidance. What's more, he was confident that he had the ability to distinguish and would not be led into the gutter by him.
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Baoyinqiqige, on the other hand, kept smiling and looking very disdainful. When she couldn't help it, she would criticize him with "fallacious theories," with sinister intentions, which made Wang Xian lose his temper and stood up and said
:"excuse me."
"What are you going for?" Baoyin also stood up.
"You ate too much, you pooped, do you want to follow suit?" Wang Xian said angrily.
"Huh." Baoyin glared at him and watched Wang Xian run all the way away and squat in the hay for a long time before he picked up his pants and wandered to the river to wash his hands.
Baoyin walked to the place where he was squatting just now, and sure enough she saw a pile of fresh feces. The smell made her pinch her nose quickly and move backwards.
"You don't even let go of my feces. Has your obsession with me reached this point?" A voice sounded from behind her. It was Wang Xian who left and returned.
"Perverted" Baoyin gave him a hard stomp and ran away.
"Who is the pervert?" Wang Xian touched his nose, took a deep look at the shit, and prayed secretly, puppy, puppy, don't you like to eat shit the most? You must come here. I hope everything will be done.
It's on you, so you have to live up to your expectations.