The Tianshan Mountains are a huge mountain range that stretches for thousands of kilometers. The distance from Xixia to the Liao Kingdom alone is more than a thousand kilometers.
After Lin Nuo and Xiu'er parted, they walked alone in the Tianshan Mountains, stepping on the thick snow, and walked step by step towards the border of the Liao Kingdom.
"Creak, creak~~"
Lin Nuo stepped on the snow-capped mountain with a calm expression.
It was obviously an extremely low temperature environment, but he was only wearing a black robe without any measures to keep warm.
Apart from some dry food, he only had the Molong gun, which weighed several hundred kilograms, in his hand.
For Lin Nuo today, wealth, power, etc. are all external things. Only his own strength is the foundation of everything.
Along the way, except for encountering some snow wolves and other creatures that can survive in the low-temperature environment of snow-capped mountains, Lin Nuo encountered almost no other creatures. The vast world and the environment where he was alone made him almost want to survive.
The feeling of feathering and soaring.
Step by step, Lin Nuo didn't walk very fast.
When you feel tired, you will stop to rest. When you have a sudden impulse, you will also stop to practice your marksmanship.
He did not practice any advanced marksmanship, but started practicing from the most basic marksmanship.
The most basic marksmanship moves such as stabbing, pumping, shaking, and teasing were practiced by Lin Nuo tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of times every day. Every day, he could feel that he seemed to have a deeper understanding of the application of marksmanship.
Day after day, Lin Nuo walked in the vast Tianshan Mountains for three full months, and the shoes under his feet had long since rotted away.
Lin Nuo didn't care about this. Without shoes, he would go barefoot. Moreover, after going barefoot, he had a faint feeling that the relationship between himself and the world seemed to be more intimate.
Especially the earth under his feet. Sometimes when he was practicing his marksmanship, he could even vaguely feel the weight and vicissitudes of the earth. Naturally, Lin Nuo's seemingly ordinary marksmanship also contained a hint of heaviness unconsciously.
and vicissitudes of life.
Lin Nuo was not happy about this, nor did he think deeply about it. He was still moving forward in an orderly manner, practicing his spear, and moving forward step by step.
After leaving the Tianshan Mountains, the temperature between heaven and earth gradually increased, and there were more and more vegetation in the mountains, rivers and plains.
Sometimes Lin Nuo would see a rushing waterfall in the mountains and rivers, and maybe on a whim, he would practice shooting directly under the waterfall.
Sometimes when he sees a pure river, he may swim in the water like a fish, playing and chasing them.
Sometimes when he gets excited and sees a huge rock on the top of a mountain, he may sit cross-legged on it for several days, imagining that he is a huge rock. No matter how time goes by and the vicissitudes of life change, he will remain unmoved.
Although the path of cultivation was tortuous, Lin Nuo enjoyed it. From beginning to end, he enjoyed the feeling that although it seemed boring, he could continue to become stronger.
In such a state of seemingly disorganized but endless cultivation, Lin Nuo came to the border of Liao Kingdom and entered an almost endless prairie.
The Liao Kingdom was extremely large. Of course, there were many places where there were no inhabited people. For example, after Lin Nuo entered the grassland, he walked for more than half a month before gradually encountering some small tribes in the grassland.
The tribal people in the grasslands are still very generous and hospitable during non-war periods.
For Lin Nuo, a loner with ragged clothes, bare feet, and unshaven beard like a beggar, they did not show disdain. Instead, they warmly invited him to their home, prepared hot kumiss, and even
A sheep was slaughtered for him and a sumptuous dinner was cooked.
After dark, the host led his little daughter, who was not yet fully grown up, into Lin Nuo's room. He smiled politely at Lin Nuo and then left the room.
Lin Nuo was speechless looking at the girl with a flushed face who looked about fifteen or sixteen years old.
He knew that in ancient times, some grassland tribes had the custom of letting their daughters sleep with them after guests came to their homes. He did not expect that he would also enjoy this kind of treatment today.
In desperation, Lin Nuo had no choice but to go out. He did not understand the grassland language, so he had to make constant gestures and finally let his host understand that he was an ascetic and not close to women.
After understanding Lin Nuo's identity as an 'ascetic', the host's expression changed and he quickly confessed, as if he was afraid that Lin Nuo would be angry.
.......
Lin Nuo lived in this small tribe for more than ten days and finally managed to learn the grassland language. Although it was still a bit awkward to speak, at least he had no problem communicating with others.
"Sir, are you leaving?"
On this day, Lin Nuo simply tidied up, carried the Molong gun, and after saying hello to the host, he was ready to leave and continue his journey.
"Sir, an order was issued in the capital of Daliao a month ago, and signs began to be sent out in various places. It seems that there is going to be another war. Your journey may not be peaceful!"
Lin Nuo smiled and nodded to express his gratitude for the owner's reminder, but still waved his hand to indicate that he had to leave.
"Sir, my son Barong has also been dragged to join the army. If you meet him in the future, please tell him that his father and sister are still waiting for him at home!"
While talking, the old man from the prairie handed Lin Nuo a string of shell bracelets on his wrist.
"Barong also has such a bracelet on his wrist. If you see him, please give this bracelet to him and tell him that no matter whether he survives or not, he will always be the proudest of Batu.
son!"
Lin Nuo said that he would definitely get it done, and then slowly disappeared into the vast prairie with the expectations of his family.
As he continued to move forward, Lin Nuo gradually entered the hinterland of the grassland.
Perhaps because of the continuous recruitment of troops by the Liao court, groups of sergeants riding war horses can be seen traveling around the grassland from time to time. In addition, groups of soldiers roaring past can often be seen.
The horse thieves were running wild everywhere, and it felt like a storm was about to come and war would break out.
Lin Nuo initially avoided the Liao army and the horse thieves who were reveling everywhere, unwilling to have direct contact with them.
But things went against his expectations. As time passed, one day he finally encountered a team of horse thieves who were looting everywhere.
This was a team of horse thieves with no less than a hundred people. It looked like they had just returned from plundering. Each of them was carrying women and food on their backs. They were also driving sheep behind the team. It looked like they had gained a lot.
Regarding Lin Nuo, who looked like a beggar in rags, even though he had a spear on his back, the horse thieves did not take him seriously and whizzed past him casually.
If it were a fat sheep, the horse thieves might be interested in stopping and plundering it, but for a poor beggar, these horse thieves who had gained a lot were too lazy to spend their time on Lin Nuo.
However, in a team of hundreds of horse thieves, there will always be a few mean-spirited ones. No, just when Lin Nuo passed by them and was about to separate completely, there was a young horse thief driving the sheep behind.
He waved the long knife smoothly and slashed at Lin Nuo's neck!
Maybe this young horse thief is just too bored, or maybe he has insufficient combat experience and wants to use the life of Lin Nuo, a poor beggar, to practice his skills. In short, his subconscious move is to stab the sky.