[Shadow Guardian] The Wind Rises from the Wild West

When the morning sun is revealed in the sky, everything on the grassland gradually takes on color.

Hong Han rode his horse and stood on the top of the grassy slope, looking at the barbarians gathered not far away.Behind him are two hundred iron-blooded men who have been fully equipped.After this journey of killing, they were no longer the mob they used to be. They snored everywhere when they went to sleep last night, but they woke up in the morning full of energy and showed no fear on their faces.

It was only after dawn that we could see clearly that the barbarians were densely gathered below, and they had already surrounded all four directions: east, west, north, south.There are only seven or eight hundred steps away from the grassy slope, but they are not in a hurry to attack.This is like hunting, when it is confirmed that the prey cannot escape, you can enjoy the fun of siege.

Ji Kan followed Hong Han, pointing and pointing in the distance. "Looking at the attire, it should belong to the Huyan tribe, and the big guy in the lead should be the patriarch. The one next to him is the Heishui tribe. They have always been nomadic around the Heishui River, and we passed by before. There is also that shirtless fat man, He is the leader of the red-eared department known as the most ruthless in the grassland." He had observed these people more or less from a distance, but this was the first time he saw them gather together.

Summer is the breeding season for livestock, and all the ministries are nomadic scattered in the grasslands and rarely gather.Because of Hong Han's running, many tribes were disturbed, and it was rare to gather together at this season.Take a look below, at least three to four thousand people.

Hong Han asked, "Is there anyone else?"

Ji Kan put on a blindfold, looked carefully again, and said, "Those leaders surrounded a young man with white feathers on his head. I don't know where he came from. But judging by their posture, this man has no background. Small. I heard that Da Khan has several sons, maybe..."

Honghan smirked with his mouth slanted, "That's right, the trip was not in vain." He pointed at that place with his horsewhip, slightly tilted his head, and said, "Can you catch that white hair?"

Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, thought for a while, and replied, "Yes."

Honghan said, "I want to live."

Yun nodded: "Within twenty steps, you should be able to capture him alive." He untied the bow and arrow, which is not needed today.

Surrounded by several tribal chiefs, Huerte came to the front of the team.He is the fourth son of the Great Khan, and he was walking around the various tribes in the southern part of Monan recently. Unexpectedly, someone came to report that a group of southerners had rushed into the grassland.At first, he didn't believe that those southerners were just sheep living in the humid and warm south.They have always robbed the southerners, and no southerners have ever been able to break into the grasslands and rob their wolf clan.

However, for several days in a row, various ministries came to report, not only failed to wipe out these southerners, but even failed to catch up.Huerte couldn't believe it. The people who grew up on horseback couldn't catch up with the group of natives who held hoes all day long?impossible!

He personally picked up several tribal generals, and sure enough, he surrounded this group of daring southerners.

Compared with their more than 3000 troops, the southerners on the opposite grassy slope were as fragile as a handful of reeds.With just one charge, they can be easily submerged under the iron hooves.I don't know where the lunatic ran out, but he dared to go deep into the hinterland of the grassland.

However, before he gave an order, the group of lunatics whistled and rushed down from the slope.

Suddenly a flag was erected in that team, and on the fiery red back was written a large character like flames: Yan!

After five days in the grassland, they set up their banner for the first time.

They were so fast, so compact, it was like a horse, alone, charging down a grassy slope.When they were two hundred steps apart, they didn't even take advantage of the momentum to shoot arrows to attack.All they want is speed, fast!quick!quick!

They have become a tacit whole, and even the horse's steps are in unison, like thunderous drums, rolling down the slope.

When the distance was 150 steps, the barbarians' arrows came like rain.They held up all kinds of shields in their hands, including rough leather shields brought from the Western Wilderness, iron shields looted from Majiabao, and even half a roasted lamb that they hadn't finished eating as meat shields.

Fifty paces away, they could already clearly see the knife in the hands of the barbarian opposite, the ferocious expression, the hand tightening the rein, and the restless horse.

The troops gathered by the grassland tribes looked like a lot of people, but in the eyes of the regular army, they were just mobs.A group of Honghan's troops were trained as a single piece of iron, and they were inserted into the black barbarian army like sharp knives, and went straight to the tribal leader.

Hong Han rushed to the front of the team, with a loud roar, he stabbed the first barbarian in the way with his long halberd, knocking down four or five people.

Yun followed behind him on the left, and the barbarian's scimitar swung at him.Yun lowered his body for a moment, and a long and heavy sword swung from behind him, meeting the barbarian's scimitar just right.Jingqujiang's big sword inherited the domineering spirit of Badaomen, and he chopped the barbarian back with a single stroke.The speed of the boy in black did not decrease at all, and he followed Hong Han closely.

Their ranks plunged into the formation of the barbarians like sharp knives.

The young barbarian with white feathers on his head changed color in astonishment, he reined in his horse and backed away.

Fifty steps away, Hong Han's speed slowed down, he waved his halberd without hesitation, charged into the enemy's formation like a lunatic, and killed a gap.

Yun Ze rode past the chaos created by Hong Han, thirty steps to go!

In front of you are densely packed knives and countless scimitars gleaming with cold light, countless bows drawn tightly and faces gnashing their teeth.

A cluster of feathered arrows flew towards him, and he jumped up from the horse, his figure was like a thin smoke without a trace, like an elusive shadow.

There are swords and arrows, although there are tens of thousands of people, I will go.At this moment, Yun felt extremely happy!

The distance of twenty steps passed by in one breath, and he appeared ten steps away.There are still ten steps!He could clearly see the shocked expression of the young barbarian, and saw countless knives and guns hacked from all around.He picked up the copper mace and swiped vigorously in front of him, and there were harsh metal collisions.Afterwards, the bronze mace was released, and he used the force of the heavy weapon's back throw to crash into the front without hesitation.

A thin dagger pressed against Huert's throat like this, leaving a trail of blood.

The battle is over.

The rabbits rose and falcons fell, but in just a moment, a battle that would have been fought for a long time ended so abruptly.Hong Han laughed loudly, retracted his halberd among a group of bewildered barbarians, and looked around with complacency.Jing Qujiang and Thirteenth Uncle moved closer to him.

He laughed and walked towards the restrained young barbarian, ignoring his livid face and the men holding knives around him, he said loudly: "You are my prisoner! According to the rules of the grassland, if you want to leave, bring a ransom! "

The leaders of the surrounding ministries changed their colors one after another. Huerte was the fourth son of the Great Khan, and his status was distinguished. How much ransom should he ask for?

Huerte only hoped that the other party would not know his identity, and hissed, "Let me go, I will let you go!"

"You have a good idea!" Hong Han shook his head and said, "I want wine, a lot of wine. I want meat, a lot of meat!" He sat down on the ground, full of rage like a bandit, and said, "Send them here Come, I'll wait."

A strange empty field appeared in the battlefield, and the barbarians surrounded hundreds of paces away, not daring to approach easily, nor could they leave.In the middle of the field, Hult has been tied up.The wine was delivered quickly, and the meat was more convenient. The sheep was slaughtered and peeled immediately.Those southerners just lit a bonfire and started to barbecue early in the morning, as if they were going to have a banquet.

Hong Han took a sip from the wine bag, spat it out, and commented: "The wine is too sour, not strong enough, and has a strong smell. Do you usually drink this?"

"Hey!" Huerte's Zhongyuan words were good, and he shouted at Honghan: "I respect you for being a man, let me go, and I will let you go back to Yanming Pass!" He already knew that this person was Xi Yanbo , this time is to walk back to Yanming Pass from the grassland.Since ancient times, no southerner would have dared to do this, but today he unexpectedly met a lunatic.

"Don't worry." Hong Han shook his head, pointing at the leaders of various ministries who were watching from a distance, and said, "Let them come over a few, and bring some who can talk."

"What are you doing here?"

Hong Han raised his eyebrows, pointed at the bonfire and said, "What else can I do? Treat them to wine and meat!"

Huerte cursed in his heart, why are you so generous!That's my drink!My meat!But he obediently ordered to invite someone.He has already seen that Uncle Xiyan captured him for something, so there is something to discuss.

The patriarch of the Huyan tribe, the leader of the Blackwater tribe, the leader of the Chier tribe, and the leaders of several other large and small tribes came soon.They were dressed in different styles, with unfriendly expressions, and the followers around them also secretly clenched their weapons, ready to violently seize people at any time.

Honghan seemed to turn a blind eye to this, Da Lala sat on the ground, pointed at the roasted sheep, and said, "You are all heroes on the grassland, it's a pleasure to meet you!" Jingqujiang stood behind him, wearing that shiny armor, Carrying a big knife on his back, poking a big flag.Occasionally, when the wind blows, the fiery red flag unfurls, and the flame-like character "Yan" flutters with the wind.

After everyone sat down vigilantly, Hong Han said: "I, Uncle Xi Yan, the west of Kunling Mountains and the south of Yanming Pass are all my places." He said very simply and clearly.The Central Plains dialect of these Hu people is not good, and there is no need for any red tape.

Hong Han pointed to the tightly bound young barbarian, and said, "This man is my prisoner, how do you plan to change him?"

Several leaders looked at each other, and the fat man with red ears said: "Fifty horses, [-] sheep, for this boy."

Huerte turned his head silently. Marrying a daughter-in-law on the grassland is more grand than this. Do these patriarchs think the other party is stupid?

Hong Han chuckled a few times, motioning for Ji Kan to speak.

The young man has been holding back for a long time. He grew up in the city and often went deep into the desert, so he knows the grassland situation very well.Jikan opened his mouth and said: "Think of us as fools! A wife on the grassland is more than this. This guy lived in a golden tent last night, and he still wore the white hair of a swan. He must be a prince. Otherwise, if we capture him, would you agree to a truce? At this age, he is either the third or fourth child of Da Khan!"

After some words, the faces of the leaders who spoke were extremely ugly, and Huerte even wanted to remove the feathers on his head.

The old man from the Blackwater Department said: "I said that the southerners are cunning, and you don't believe it!"

The author has something to say:

Honghu, also known as Huanghu, is said to be a swan.