Chapter Twenty-Three: A Strange Story

The big tent was as warm as spring, the large pieces of mutton in the cauldron were constantly churning in the pot, and the roast sheep on the charcoal fire was bubbling with grease, occasionally falling on the charcoal fire, and a bright spark was raised.

"A long time ago, there lived a family at the foot of the Tianshan Mountains, where the men went up to hunt and the women herded sheep at home, and the life was simple and happy.

In the autumn, when the woman found out that she was pregnant, she happily stayed at home and waited for her husband to come back so that she could tell him the news.

While she was waiting for her husband, a traveler passed by her wooden house. Hopefully I can get some water and cheese to eat.

The kind woman invited the weary traveler into her house, and prepared water and mutton for him.

The traveler had happily finished using the food, and again begged the woman to allow him to wash himself with a little water.

The woman, who hadn't seen the traveler for a long time, agreed to his request, and she was eager to see what the traveler had become.

Because the dust on this traveler's face is too thick.

After the traveler washed her face, the woman was stunned, she had never seen such a good-looking man.

The bridge of his nose is high, his eyes are big, as clear as the lake under the Tianshan Mountains, and beautiful love words are constantly spit out from the mouth of this traveler.

So the woman fell into the blue eyes of the traveler......

He said that he was the prince of the Mida kingdom, and that he would need to walk 100,000 miles before he could complete his last trial before ascending to the throne.

He had already walked 99,000 miles, and asked this kind woman if she would accompany him through the last 1,000 miles.

The woman was bewitched by the traveler's beauty, and after she had prepared her husband's last meal, she left her home with a little white and a black lamb in her arms. ”

A man in a brocade coat with long hair and a drape leaned on a huge bed, unhurriedly telling stories to the people in the tent.

There were many people in the tent, and the only one who spoke was the man in brocade.

Many of the people in the tent had heard this story countless times, and their eyes were still wide, as if they were deeply attracted by the ups and downs of the story, and when the man in brocade stopped telling it, these people suddenly showed a look of desperate desire to hear the end of the story.

A big man was about to lose control of himself, and if the man was going to sell Guanzi, he seemed to be about to pounce on the brocade man by the neck and force him to continue.

Through his thick hair, the man in brocade saw the hungry faces of these people in the tent, took a sip of the red grape wine, and continued: "The end of the story is not good.

The beautiful traveler was not the prince of the kingdom of Mida, and he did not take the woman because he loved her.

But because he had no money, he just wanted to take the woman and sell it to the slave traders, so that he could get a little money to continue his journey.

When the young hunter returned home, he found that his wife was gone, so he took his hunting bow and his scimitar, and took the family dog to chase her.

When he found his wife, eight months later, he saw her standing on a table with a newborn child in her arms in the slave market.

He didn't see any sadness on his wife's face, only his wife's smile was very sweet.

When the woman saw her husband, she threw the child to him, telling him that it was his......

When the young hunter saw that his wife had been bought, he wondered why she had left him.

So, one night, the young hunter killed the man who had bought his wife like a wolf on the Tianshan Mountain, and the whole family was killed.

Then I had the opportunity to ask my wife why she left her, and my wife was still smiling very brightly, it turned out that she couldn't cry anymore.

The hunter's wife did not follow the hunter back to her home at the foot of the Tianshan Mountains, she stabbed herself in the chest with the hunter's scimitar, and only when she was dying did she tell the hunter with tears and a bright smile that she was not fascinated by the traveler, but because she was too lonely and wanted to see more people follow the traveler......

But ah, the traveler's eyes are really beautiful.

After burying his wife, the hunter left the city with his children, and from then on, he believed that any beautiful man was a devil, and in order to prevent his beautiful child from becoming a devil, he cut the child's cheek with a knife.

Aha, my story is finished, today, who is the devil? ”

It was so quiet in the tent that even the fiercest thief did not dare to let his breathing be louder.

A young horse thief was pushed out by the crowd, and he wanted to return to where he had been, but a group of horse thieves coldly blocked his way.

The brocade-clothed man slowly got up and walked to the young horse thief, reached out and stroked his face, and said, "This is really a beautiful man, and the more beautiful the man, the more devilish he is."

Unless you ruin your pretty face, you're out of the devil's hands. ”

When the rest of the horse thieves saw that the brocade-clothed man was very satisfied with today's sacrifice, they immediately became happy, took the huge wine bowl in front of them, tore off a piece of roast sheep, and began to drink wildly regardless of it.

One of the brocade man's hands rested on the young horse thief's forehead, and his five fingers slid down like hooks.

The young horse thief screamed, and five deep scratches appeared on a fairly smooth face, starting from the forehead to the neck.

Releasing the hapless young horse thief, the brocade man took out a piece of brocade and wiped his hand, and then sat back on his strange bed, smiling and watching his men revel.

Tie Sanbai and Rahman, who had already lurked outside the big tent, glanced at each other, and really didn't understand what this brocade-clad man was doing this for.

Now that he had buried the canister of fire oil by the edge of the tent, they wriggled like maggots and hid again in the darkness while the horse thieves in the valley began to revel.

The horse thieves were not very vigilant, and there were many savages from the Western Regions who were good at lurking in the same way, and when Tetsu Three Hundred and Rahman began to retreat, they also slowly retreated along their own path.

Li Qiao stood behind a cedar, and a thick layer of snow foam had fallen on his shoulders.

When he saw that the pillar of incense beside him was slowly burning out, he slowly left the sparse cedar and returned to the col on the other side.

The operation to lurk and place the oil was very successful, and all the fifty warriors of the Fragrance Valley came back unharmed.

He looked up at the misty blue moon in the sky, ready to wait until there were no more ice flowers falling in the sky before attacking.

"The number of people is not as large as we expected, and I have just calculated with the brothers that there are not three thousand people in the valley, but only two thousand at most, and there are still a thousand people there?"

After discussing with the soldier in charge of the lurking fire oil, Li Qiao turned back to Tie Sanbai and Rahman, who were following him.

Tie 300 said: "The scouts have already been dispatched, and at this time, no trace of the enemy has been found within a radius of twenty miles.

Is it a cloud that only brought so many people to the Tianshan Mountains to escape the cold this year? ”

Li Qiao shook his head and said: "None of this year's wars have affected a cloud, when Asalan swept the Gobi, a cloud was north of the Tianshan Mountains, they seemed to have a tacit understanding with Asalan, once Asalan came, a cloud would leave in advance."

It's just that when Asalan was unlucky, they didn't show up, so it's hard to say what connection they have with Asalan.

Rahman, are you sure a cloud is in the big tent? ”

Rahman shook his head solemnly and said, "I have never seen a cloud, and when I was under a cloud, I only heard people talk about him.

Today in the big tent there was a man in brocade, and he told a strange story that I had never heard of before. ”

Li Qiao glanced at the Tubo man who was holding a long knife and closed his eyes to rest, and then looked at the moon that was gradually brightening overhead.

Shen Sheng said: "The plan has changed, we must first make sure that a cloud is here before we can attack, otherwise, the attack is meaningless."

Three hundred, Rahman, you go out again to catch a few horse thieves and come back, and it is up to you whether you can act or not. ”

Iron 300 promised, and he and Rahman disappeared into the dense cedar forest at once.

The moon climbed high in the sky, the blue moon gradually returned to its normal dark yellow, the weather was surprisingly cold, and after a while, Li Qiao's beard was covered with white frost.

He tucked his hands into the sleeves made of thick fur, and the battle was about to break out, and he couldn't let his hands stiffen at this time.

So he was, and so did his soldiers.

In addition to the frolicking of horse thieves, there were only two occasional neighing of their horses, which seemed extremely incongruous in the valley at this time, which made the empty valley seem even more secluded.

The horse thieves of the vigil gathered around the fire, tearing at the roast sheep on the shelves, and looked enviously at the largest tabernacle, through which a slender woman could be faintly seen dancing.

Returning to the Tianshan Mountains every year to escape the cold, this is a rare time for horse thieves to rest after a busy year.

By this time, they had abandoned the vigilance they had cultivated so the battlefield, and even the vigil had become half-hearted.

Before Li Qiao's patience was about to be exhausted, Tie 300 and Rahman each dragged a horse thief back.

The two horse thieves had already fainted, and Tie 300 grabbed two handfuls of snow foam from the ground and stuffed them directly into the arms of the two horse thieves, and the violent cold made the two unconscious horse thieves immediately wake up from their coma.

"Fight quickly, the night watchman will be quickly discovered if he is gone." Li Qiao coldly ordered the three hundred ties.

Tie Sanbai took out his knife, and without asking, he directly stabbed the two horse thieves in the thighs of each.

The thief straightened up in pain, trembling like a fish in a frying pan. (To be continued.) )