Zhi Xuan

The suburbs are located between Xiyuan Kingdom and Bei'an Kingdom, and were originally fiefdoms of a small prince.

Because the land is full of sand and gravel and lacks water sources, the public and private fields have no harvest all the year round, and the Chinese people can't survive and move away one after another, gradually becoming a barren land.

Thirty years ago, the previous generation of Xiyuanhou and Bei'anhou had a war, and the suburbs became the main battlefield.

The two countries are evenly matched, and the situation has reached a stalemate after months of fighting.On the way, they encountered a joint attack from the Di people and the Rong people. The angry monarchs of the two countries simply turned around and chopped at the Hu people who offered to send them to the door.

The Di people and the Rong people would never have imagined that the two countries, which were fighting in full swing, would turn from war to peace, and the blade would be turned towards them.

As a result of the development of the matter, the tribes who went south did not take advantage of the slightest advantage.

After driving away the Hu people, Marquis Xiyuan and Marquis Bei'an finally calmed down. They didn't want to continue entanglement and waste their national power, so they sent envoys to negotiate.

Both countries suffered considerable losses in the war, and even though some were retrieved from the Dirong tribe, they still could not make up for the loss.What's more, Di Rong in the north is so poor that most of them still wear animal skins and use bone utensils, not to mention copper, even pottery is very rare.Cleaning them up can at most capture some slaves, don't think about anything else.

The Marquis of Xiyuan and the Marquis of Bei'an, no matter how big their families are, they can't help being consumed for a long time.

After all, there are many enemies on both sides, and the surrounding small vassal states also have their own ideas. If the national strength is too much, it is not impossible for other vassal states to take advantage of the situation.

After some negotiations, the two countries finally reached a truce, and decided to make a pact based on hunting.

Marriage was originally a topic of discussion, but it is a pity that Bei'anhou and Xiyuanhouzheng's wife are still alive, and their sons have also entered into marriage contracts with Nanyou and Dongliang respectively.As for the grandson, it is still too early, and no one can say for sure what will happen between the two countries after the two pass away.

The two countries quickly made an alliance and each withdrew their troops.

What needs to be mentioned is that during the war between the two countries, a total of more than ten small vassal states were involved.After the war, more than a third disappeared.

Among them is the Lord of the Suburbs.

In layman's terms, it means that who fought with that, and the little one joined in the fun and watched, and was unlucky enough to be affected and killed directly.

The outskirts are too barren and have no value for cultivation. It just so happens that there is a need for a buffer between the two countries, so it is simply set aside as a hunting location.

Year after year, this unclaimed land ushered in wave after wave of princes' armies, and the sound of horns and shouts of killing never stopped.

In the past 30 years, there are not many chiefs of Dijon who have accumulated here.Every time the Hunting Terrace increases by one level, it means that a group of tribes will become extinct.

When the Marquis of Xiyuan led the crowd to arrive, the Marquis of Bei'an had already arrived one step ahead.

The two countries have long had an alliance, and they will take turns to repair the hunting platform.This year it's the turn of Marquis Bei'an, and the team from Bei'an Kingdom must arrive a few days early.

Zhi Xuan's car was driving in front of the team, half a car behind Xi Yuanhou.

Behind him are Mi Wu, Yang Hao and Fan Xu, and then the accompanying domestic clans.

In today's world, the left is the most respected, and the ranking among clans is also very particular.Zhixuan was handpicked by the monarch to drive on the right, and the three of Miwu could not walk on the left of the monarch, nor could they be on the right of Zhixuan, and they had to be one parking space behind.

During the procession of the team, the soldiers adjusted their pace by themselves, increasing from two rows to four rows, then six rows, and then eight rows.

The winding dragon changes from vertical row to horizontal push.

The black-armored infantry formed several square formations, with the chariot soldiers in the center, defending the monarch and the clan's chariots.The cavalry rode their horses to the periphery, running back and forth on both sides of the team to ensure that the formation was neat, and the servants and slaves following behind would not be left behind.

The meeting between the monarchs of the two countries must follow a fixed etiquette.

Zhi Xuan ordered people to remove the left and right baffles of the chariot ahead of time, and remove the animal skins spread in the compartment.Put on a black robe with a mountain pattern, a jade belt around the waist, a long sword, a jade crown, a jade hairpin, and a jade ornament hanging around the neck.

After putting on a whole suit, Zhi Xuan felt like a jade exhibition stand.Looking sideways at the decorations on the monarch's body, and then at the three ministers and the officials behind him, he felt that his body was nothing.

These bosses are all covered in jade and colorful treasures, Mi Wu still has jade rings on his earlobe, Yang Hao and Fan Xu are also the same.

The three of them were full of jewels, and the scabbards of the swords around their waists were shining brightly.

Zhi Xuan pinched his earlobe, but found no piercing.It's not that he is a maverick, but that he has no status and is not qualified to wear it.

The team moved forward for a certain distance, the speed gradually slowed down, the sound of the wheels became one, and the footsteps of the pawns became more and more orderly.

During the march, horns sounded, halberds stood everywhere, and flags were flying.

The team of ten thousand people pushed across the vast snow field, except for the desolate horns and neat steps, no noise could be heard.

A red mark appeared in front, standing in the cold wind.

As the distance gets closer, the red stretches and expands to fill the field of vision, like a raging flame, stinging the eyes of the viewer.

Zhi Xuan held the hilt of the sword with one hand, blinked to relieve the pain in his eyes, and let himself see more clearly.

The country of Xiyuan is still black, and the country of Bei'an is still red.

Below the Marquis of Xiyuan, senior officials all wore black robes; after the Marquis of Bei'an, all the clans wore red robes.The former likes to wear jade and colored treasures, while the latter is mainly decorated with jade and pearls.

One side of the soldiers is covered in black, like a burly rock; the other side is covered in red, like a flame burning in the snow.

After arriving at the predetermined position, Marquis Xiyuan and Marquis Bei'an ordered at the same time that the teams of both sides stop, only the sound of desolate horns continued.

As the horn sounded, dozens of witches came out from the teams of the two countries.

In the ice and snow, these witches took off their cloaks, their hair was loose, and ancient totems were painted on their foreheads, cheeks, necks and chests.

They stepped on the snow with bare feet, wearing only a pair of brightly colored robes and trousers, but they seemed not to feel the cold. They knelt down in the open space between the teams and bowed to the heaven and the earth, then pulled out their daggers, cut their foreheads and arms, and Blood was smeared on his face, he made various exaggerated gestures, and made sharp voices.

The sound of the horn gradually stopped, and only the sound of ancient prayers echoed on the vast land.

Zhi Xuan couldn't understand the words and sentences of the prayer, but he could feel the unique rhythm in it.On the day he woke up, the same voice echoed in his ears, it seemed far away but still near, like a breeze, like a tide, sometimes warm, sometimes violent.

Wu kept repeating the same words, and Zhi Xuan's thoughts drifted away, as if he ascended to the sky with the sound of prayers, overlooking everything on the earth from a height.

The witch's blessing lasted for more than half an hour.

At the end, the wind suddenly strengthened, blowing people's eyes hard.After a pause, all the witches bent over the ground, their chests heaving violently, the wounds on their foreheads and arms had stopped bleeding, and only their cheeks and wrists were congealed with a blinding red.

The witches of the two countries retreated, and the chariots of Xiyuanhou and Bei'anhou drove out of the team.

As tall as a driver, he grasps the reins with both hands to control the speed and direction of the chariot.

The two soldiers each held a shield and guarded the monarch.

Twenty paces away, Marquis Xiyuan and Marquis Bei'an drew their swords at the same time. The two swords bestowed by the king were as sharp as the swords bestowed by the king, buzzing in the galloping chariot, and floating with cold sword light.

The chariots staggered past, Xiyuanhou and Bei'anhou swung their swords at the same time, one of them struck down, and the other went up.

The blades rubbed against each other, making a piercing clanging sound.

Everything happened in an instant, the chariot continued to gallop forward, the monarchs of the two countries raised their swords high, and the armies of both sides struck the shield and armguards with the back of their swords with their halberds, and shouted: "Bai!"

After the chariot turned around and returned to the battle, Hou Liluo of Bei'an retracted his sword and returned it to its sheath, laughing loudly, rather unsatisfied.

Xi Yuanhou looked calm and composed on the surface, but under the cover of his long sleeves, the hand holding the sword was already trembling slightly.Old injuries have always troubled him, making him unable to lead the army, and even this kind of ritual confrontation has to be strong.

After the monarch, the son and the doctor should also salute.

Zhi Xuan's expression was blank, and his scalp was a little numb. Is there something else about him?

No one told him before leaving!

In the final analysis, this matter is definitely not someone trying to harm you. It is because the Marquis of Xiyuan has never brought a son to hunt for many years. Etiquette, this kind of negligence appeared only under misunderstanding.

"My son doesn't need to worry, just leave it to Rong You." Xi Yuanhou said.

Zhi Xuan tried his best to control himself before suppressing the twitching corners of his mouth.

Thank you, I was not comforted at all.

No matter how much Mi Wu Yang Hao wanted Zhi Xuan to disappear, he would not do it on such an occasion.On the contrary, they want Zhi Xuan not to fall behind, at least to preserve his dignity.

For this reason, the two asked their monarchs for instructions, and they were willing to choose brave people from the guards they brought to serve as Zhixuan's chariot on the right side for the time being.

Zhi Xuan looked at them strangely, confirming that they sincerely wanted to help him, he didn't know how to feel for a while,

No matter what Zhi Xuan thinks, the ceremony must go on, and there is no room for him to refuse.

In the queue of Bei'an Kingdom, a chariot is slowly driving out.

Both the driver and Rong You are dressed in red armor, strong and burly.

The person on the left side of the chariot is wearing a long robe, a jade crown on his head, and a belt decorated with pearls and jade. The sleeves and neckline are the mountain and river patterns that symbolize the prince, not the totem representing the prince.

Bei'an Kingdom got the news in advance that it was Gong Zixuan who came with Xi Yuanhou this time.Out of etiquette, the eldest son of Bei'an Kingdom did not accompany him, so the eldest son's half-brother Gongzi Hao went out to fight.

Gongzi Hao received the title of Zhao Land, and he was young and weak, and the crown has already made great military exploits.Let him face Young Master Xuan, not only out of respect, but also because he wants to take the opportunity to find out the other party's bottom line.After all, in the eyes of outsiders, Gong Zixuan is the only legitimate son of Marquis Xiyuan, and if nothing happens, he will be established as the eldest son, and he is destined to be the next Marquis of Xiyuan.

Seeing that it was Gong Zihao who was fighting, the morale of the people in Bei'an was greatly boosted, and the soldiers cheered in unison.

On the other hand, in the Xiyuan Kingdom, the monarch and the three ministers all looked a little ugly, and even looked sad.From their point of view, whether Zhi Xuan is weak or not, he is no match for Zhao Hao.

The horn sounded, and the opponent was already waiting in the arena.

Without any more time to hesitate, the monarch chose a majestic soldier to be Zhi Xuanrong's right.

This person is from the Mi family, with a big waist and amazing strength.His role is not to help Zhixuan win, but to ensure that when he is defeated, he catches people in time and does not roll to the ground.

"Don't worry, my son." Xi Yuanhou said in a deep voice, as if he had foreseen the scene where Zhi Xuan couldn't bear the opponent's strength and was overturned.

Seeing the expression of Xi Yuanhou, Zhi Xuan suddenly thought, the most important reason why Xi Yuanhou has not brought his son to hunt for many years is because the son on the opposite side is very good at fighting, and he is not an opponent on his side, and he is afraid that it will be too embarrassing to bring him out?