[Slow Travel] Assassin System - Mingguang

The sky is shining, and a new day is coming quietly.

There was no familiar location on the small map, so Miao Xuan put away the bone flute and walked down the hill towards the camp.

Miao Xuan whistled, and soon a black horse was blowing in front of him like a gust of wind. This horse was really majestic and handsome, but it still held the tassel of some unknown plant in its mouth. Unlike carbon-based organisms.

Miao Xuan laughed, got on the horse, still smashing the ghost image of the mouth, it knew the master's intentions, and did not run back to the camp as usual, but walked slowly along the morning light, while secretly shaking the head on his back. Two-legged beasts, while crunching and chewing grass roots, are both leisurely and carefree.

The morning sun gradually rose from the horizon, casting a layer of scorching golden light on the grassland, but the morning wind was still cool, and it was extremely pleasant to blow on the body.

But at this moment, on his way back, Miao Xuan met a person who had been waiting here for a long time, and he hadn't expected it.

It's Gerylatu.

The young man was wearing a white robe, riding on a tall horse that was as white as him, and he was particularly eye-catching in the still dim morning light. Not only that, when he saw Miao Xuan, he also raised his hand and waved, with a natural expression, even A long-awaited look.

Miao Xuan: ...

The system was shocked: 【Why is this kid here?How long has he been waiting? 】

This sentence really spoke out Miao Xuan's heart, so he patted You Ying's neck, making the dark horse, which understands people's hearts, stop for a while.

Miao Xuan: "Geriletu, why are you here?"

Geriletu also shook the reins, and steered the horse to Miao Xuan: "Actually, I wanted to come to see the teacher last night, but there is no one in your camp..."

He sighed: "Fortunately, there is only one direction to go south from the plain, so I followed this road to find it."

The small system gasped: 【'Go south'... Could it be that he knows! 】

Miao Xuan was also astonished. He didn't expect that Geriletu would guess that he would send someone south—even Chaoluomen, who owns the "Venus", didn't notice the abnormality!

"The teacher's flute sound is very nice. Although the piece is played on the theme of nostalgia, the teacher interprets it affectionately and not sadly."

After much praise, Geriletu said seriously: "Teacher, I really like it."

Miao Xuan: ...

In other words, Geriletu almost listened to the audience, but did he know the episode of Wei Jinghuan's return?What is he trying to do with it?

Miao Xuan was speechless and could only say dryly: "...Thank you for the compliment."

Geriletu didn't embarrass Miao Xuan for too long. He looked up at the dawn sky and said with a nonchalant smile, "It's almost dawn... Teacher, let's go back together."

There was no doubt, much less questioning, just the usual peaceful proposal.

Geriletu indeed guessed what Miao Xuan wanted to do, so he verified it himself with great action and successfully found the evidence, but in the end he chose not to mention it.

This kid is really... How old is he?

Geriletu can always do something beyond Miao Xuan's expectations, whether it's his radical suggestion on wolf knife engraving, or his silent defense on this matter, temporary estrangement does not mean that he does not pay attention His own teacher has changed, he has not changed at all, he just changed a set of formal schemes.

Miao Xuan felt emotional in his heart, but his face was still as calm as ever: "Well, let's go back."

At this moment, the morning sun has completely got rid of the pull of the earth and jumped into the sky smoothly, illuminating the vast plain and the dots of felt tents brightly. There are patrolling knights passing by the border of the Lulian camp. I saw Miao Xuan and Geriletu from afar, so they all waved in this direction as a warm greeting.

It has to be said that the two uncles and nephews going out together did reduce a lot of suspicious places. In today's severe situation, if Miao Xuan returns alone, it is easy to attract unnecessary attention, and he must at least give a reasonable Excuse.

The two walked side by side in silence. In the early morning breeze, Geriletu suddenly said: "In a few days, it will be time for us to leave. By then, only the Mozhgrad and Oron tribes will be left on the plain. ...Teacher, I will join the battle this time too."

The participation in the war in Geriletu's mouth naturally refers to participation in the plundering war that divided the Mozhgrad tribe.

According to Darigachi's prediction and arrangement, the Oroqen tribe will first attack with "unruly intentions", and the Green Company will then "support" with "indignation". The disintegration of Mozhgrad is already an inevitable future. The only variable is—

After this battle, how much power can Lulian eat, and can he jump to a level of size?After this battle, how long will it take for Lulian to digest, and can it be prepared before the crusade by the Oron tribe?

Risks and opportunities coexist. Whether the future of Lulian will be promoted to be one of the best tribes on the grassland, or it will be defeated and slumped, depends on this time.

"The eldest brother can't wait, he wants to snatch more gold treasures; the second brother has been preparing for a long time, and his father promised to give him the power to command hundreds of households; the third brother is eager to try, his grace has increased a lot, and he is no longer satisfied So I only practiced on animals..."

Geriletu described his insight into the human heart lightly. Perhaps he was born with such a talent. When he mentioned the desires of his brothers, he was enthusiastic: "But the teacher shouldn't think so? I think the teacher should be Don't like to fight with humans."

Miao Xuan: ...

The small system made a cursing voice: [Why is this brat so smart!Does he usually just stare at you or something! 】

Miao Xuan didn't think he needed to hide it, so he said helplessly: "Yes, I don't like war, but no matter what happens, I will do my best to protect Qilulian...to protect you."

Geriletu liked this sentence very much. He looked sideways at Miao Xuan with a happy expression: "Sure enough, it is the idea that my little uncle would have... I guess it is the same."

Miao Xuan met his gaze: "Since you know our thoughts so well, what about yourself? How do you feel about going to the battlefield?"

"Huh? Me?" Geriletu smiled again, and he was more than happy to answer the teacher's question: "Of course I am the same as my brothers, except that they all have what they desire the most, but I can't tell which one appeals to me the most, I think they're all good...in other words, I want them all."

Whether it's sharpening the strength of God's grace and resourcefulness, or the honor brought by winning, or getting more attention from his father because of his excellent performance, or taking away a greater voice in the clan by relying on military exploits...

Even simply looting property is enjoyable enough!

Abundance from plunder is the best reward of victory, just as the capture of game is the due reward of a successful hunt. *

Both the Mozhgrad tribe and the Oron tribe inherited the former royal family of the Tartars. They have too many treasures. They are all treasures taken by the old Khan's conquest of the Quartet, and the most precious thing among them...

When mentioning this, the first thing that comes to Geriletu's mind is a ruby, which is the size of a baby's fist, rich and bright red.

It was a gem with many names, but Geriletu didn't pay much attention to it. He vaguely remembered that it seemed to be a treasure handed down from an ancient country in the Western Regions. It was snatched back to the grassland by the old Khan King, and fell into Mozhgrad Department, now it is solemnly inlaid on Gegen's golden crown, but it makes the wearer make a fool of himself.

When he first arrived in this plain and when several major tribes gathered, Geriletu had seen the golden crown of Gegenhanpei, the huge gemstones adorned the crumbling high crown, pulling the few white hairs, pulling the crooked Ugly head, swaying fat body... Gergen Khan is still complacent, completely unaware of how funny he is.

Just that guy, dare to wear that kind of gemstone?

It's ridiculous, claiming to be a "sanctuary" of Tianen, proclaiming yourself a "Khan" without worshiping the Changshengtian, thinking that you have inherited the glory of the old Khan...

"Dedicate the precious stones to Ke He Dun, and leave the stubborn stones to the beggar woman", this is the truth that every three-year-old child should know, right?

However, there should be quite a few people who want to snatch that gemstone, and among them must be his father and elder brother. At his current age, the possibility of getting the gemstone is not very high...

But Geriletu doesn't feel frustrated because of this. He is very clear about his strength and age, and he knows better what he is going to do.

One day, everything he fancy will fall into his palm.

While distracted, Geriletu unconsciously looked at the side face of the little uncle, while the boy who was being watched was lowering his eyes, as if he was distracted. I don't know if it was because of the backlight, the slightly raised eye tails With a faint vignette, it is reminiscent of... the bright red of that night.

Geriletu suddenly discovered that the most suitable decoration for the little uncle should not be weak and pale silver, but rich and deep red gemstones.

*

The four seasons on the grassland always reincarnate very quickly. Two times of dryness and prosperity, one winter with snow, and one year's time just slipped away, and this is still the case in the ordinary days of running around for livelihood, let alone the years of war.

Unknowingly, ten years have passed since Mozhgrad was partially disintegrated.

Destiny is always in favor after all. After the news of Gegen Khan’s death broke out, the Mozhgrad Ministry officially collapsed. The brothers and sons of the dead Khan turned against each other and became independent. They unceremoniously divided up the population of Mozhgrad With property, everything seems to reappear as yesterday.

Soon, the Oroun Tribe appeared on the stage as promised and strongly intervened in this inheritance struggle. Immediately afterwards, Qie Lulian also made a move. It was just the right time, and no one could make a mistake.

Although the size of Qilulian is far inferior to that of the Oron tribe, Darigachi has absolute legitimacy in name. He and Gegen are half-brothers and heirs of the golden blood, while the Oron tribe Hasan Khan?Just a despicable betrayer, how can he have the right to interfere in the struggle of the golden bloodline!

Hasen Khan thought that he was normal, and that Gegen Khan died suddenly without taking action, but he didn't know that he was just a mantis catching cicadas, and he had been clearly arranged by the latecomers.

Perhaps the Green Company does not need the Oron tribe in terms of military strength, but the Green Company possesses the two most powerful gods on the grassland today, "Earth" and "Nightmare".

This battle ended with the victory of Qilulian. Darigachi bet on the right treasure and supported Gegen's youngest son Daiqin. While gaining new allies, he also plundered a large number of people and property.

At this point, the Qilu Company and the Oroun Department officially tore their faces apart, and a civil war among the Tartars that spread across the entire prairie kicked off.

50 years ago, the old Khan joined forces to form the royal court of the Tartars, and went on an expedition to the Western Regions, sweeping away countless treasures and populations. kingship.

Perhaps all the ups and downs in this world are very similar reincarnations, but compared to the old Khan, Darigachi is more decisive and stronger. He has learned all the lessons his father learned on the road to hegemony, and has become a blue-blooded man. As a conqueror, he is no longer satisfied with the simple alliance of various tribes. What he pursues is to annex foreign tribes and create strong dominance of dependents.

To break the existing rules, to absorb the proud tribes and families, so that all the Tartars can gather together and become a blood-linked nation.

This is destined to be a more difficult road, but the glory it brings is also unprecedented and incomparable. It took Darigachi a full ten years to finally make himself the only monarch on the grassland, the only surname on the earth. sweat.

Another autumn, when the cattle and sheep were fat, and snow fell on the holy mountain, Darigachi climbed to the peak of Everest Tsegan, and received the blessings of the priests at the place closest to the sky.

From now on, Darigachi has become the legitimate ruler of the grassland. He calls himself "Son of Longevity", "King of the Quartet Earth" and "Supreme Glory". "Company" is embedded in the epic and national blood of the Tartars.

When this khan walked down the snow-capped mountains with the will of longevity, he immediately came to the source of the rivers and seas in the grassland. He will hold a kuliltai (big meeting) here and gather the heads of all the big families of the tartars under his rule. .

In the past ten years, Darigachi has subdued countless Tartar warriors with his tyrannical force and broad mind, so more and more people followed him. They brought their families and knelt down under the khan's seat like a pilgrimage.

The once glorious grassland may have fallen into twilight, but 60 years later, this nation that traverses the grassland has a unified political power. The Tartars once again followed the strong, brave and ambitious monarch, and turned their eyes like wolves to the neighbors of the grassland. , They repeat the same words with different voices, and use different bodies to hold the same belief...

That is the creed engraved in the bones and flesh of all the Tartars—as long as the mountains and rivers shone by the sun, as long as the ground where the horse's hooves tread, they are the pastures bestowed on them by the Immortals.