Fifty miles of wind and sand, Wang Yi rode his horse to look out, turned back to the team with surprise and shouted: "We are not wrong, you see, the smoke of the tribe!" ”

The biggest fear for the group was that they were going the wrong way. It is already afternoon now www.biquge.info and if they don't find the tribe of Suli an hour later, they will not see the smoke at night, and they will get lost in the vast desert, so they can only camp in the desert in the wild.

Perhaps it was no longer a desert at this point, and he paced his horse forward two steps, his hooves clattering softly on the barren ground.

It might be more appropriate to call it a desert, where the yellow sand has become very scarce, and a little further north you will see green grass...... Perhaps this is the reason for the decline of the Suli tribe, and this place is still not very suitable for the tribe to survive.

There are no troops, no land. In the vast grassland, only a horse farm with green grass and fertile grass can give birth to the most powerful tribes!

"Frustrated, what are we waiting for, hurry up and get on the road, at most we can get there in a moment!" Although the place where they camped was next to Leshui, where they could wash their bodies every few days, the wind and sand all the way were fifty miles away, and the armor on Mo Shuo's body had sunk a little, and the sand and gravel that could not be shaken off on his beard alone were extremely uncomfortable. "When you arrive at Suli's tribe, Lao Tzu must take a good bath, and then wash the beard under this jaw!"

"Don't worry!" Frustrated and waved his hand, paced the horse and looked north, estimated the distance and eye distance, and then said to Wang Yi: "Find a soldier with clear ears and eyes to stay here, watch the tribe, and then most of them are not in a hurry, and the captain will enter the tribe first to negotiate with Suli, so as not to provoke hostility." After receiving his permission, he led the northward journey again. ”

Wang Yi also came back to his senses when he heard it, nodded and agreed: "Promise!" ”

Immediately, he sent a team of skilled horsemen with clear ears and eyes, leaving a little grain and grass for them to stay here, and then ordered the five horsemen to say hello to Fu Zhu and galloped away.

Although the tribe of Suli is not a large part of the Xianbei tribes, it depends on who they compare with. Compared with Mika, Que Ji, and even Zhongxianbei's Kebineng or Xixianbei's Budugen, it is naturally not a luxury, but compared to the part broken by Yanbei and others all the way eastward, this big tribe alone can reach ten!

Felt tents stretching for more than ten miles, running horses and hunting dogs, spread out a beautiful picture on the green grassland.

But the life of the people in the picture is not so good.

A funeral was going on in the tribe, and the cold weather caused the old drunken old man to freeze to death in the leaky felt tent, and the relatives found the wailing of the old dog outside the tent...... According to the funeral customs of the Xianbei people, all the utensils used by the deceased in the whole felt tent were burned outside the tribe together with the old hound, and dozens of relatives in the tribe sang and cried around the funeral place under the leadership of the witch and danced to send each other off.

The Xianbei people believe that singing and dancing and dogs in life will protect the soul of the deceased and reach Chishan safely.

The smoke that Wang Yi saw was the smoke emitted by them burning the deceased's utensils.

It was at this time that riders wandering outside the tribe discovered several uninvited guests...... It was a few tall horses riding the Xianbei people, but they were dressed in warriors of armor they had never seen before, and their horses had no bows and arrows on their backs, but wooden projectile weapons tied with ropes.

The eyes of the Xianbei rider, who was old and old, immediately narrowed...... He recognized this weapon, and the Han people from within the Great Wall of the South called it a 'crossbow machine'. Even before when the tribal elder was still alive, he had seen Han people from the south sell this kind of projectile weapon to the nobles in their tribe, and after winding, he only needed to place a slightly shorter arrow to keep aim, and with a snap of his finger, the crossbow arrow was projected with the force of several stones, and a loud sound could penetrate the four layers of leather armor forty paces away.

"They...... It's the Han Army! ”

The Xianbei cavalry called for friends, and in a short time gathered dozens of riders to surround several Han legions, galloping horses roamed around them, and the leader shouted in broken Chinese: "This is the territory of Lord Xianbei Suli, Han people, why did you come here!" ”

Wang Yi did not have the slightest fear of these dozens of Xianbei people wearing fur armor and holding swords and bows, and tilted his neck and raised his head and said: "I am Wang Yi, a captain under General Yan, and I escorted the envoy Mr. Fu all the way to your department, asking to see Lord Xianbei Suli, and quickly enter the tribe to report!" ”

A strong kingdom is the biggest support behind everyone, and in the era when Emperor Gao Bai Deng was besieged, no Han child dared to behave like Wang Yi in foreign territory now. And now? Any Han'er, whether a merchant or a Qiantou, can be unimpeded in the territory of the Xianbei people...... As long as you have basic self-protection ability.

In fact, the current scene also makes these Xianbei people feel embarrassed, if Lord Tanshihuai hadn't died, or if he hadn't given birth to a stupid son like Helian, how could the land under the protection of the red deer god make the Han people so domineering?

Angry to angry, today's Dong Xianbei is no longer part of the great alliance of the Xianbei tribes, they are just a tribe of 10,000 people under the name of the nobleman Suli, and they never dare to go against the Han general, the elder rider led by him put away the strong bow on the horseback, brushed his right hand over his chest and bowed slightly in a broken Chinese dialect: "Please wait a moment, our tribe will come out soon." ”

Even in a barren land like Xianbei, the elders are worthy of respect, because most of them have the wisdom of their age. Although the old man was afraid of the Han Dynasty represented by this so-called 'General Han Yan', he also wanted to give this arrogant and domineering Han military captain a dismount, so he did not send an order to report.

As soon as the danger was discovered in the tribe, the rangers on the periphery would immediately report the situation back to the tribe, and the rangers made a lot of noise, but now the news had reached the ears of Lord Sully through at least three horses.

Wang Yi was surrounded by the ring of the Xianbei rider, and the horse beat the horse by the reins, patting the horse's buttocks with the back of the knife from time to time, and the horse under the crotch snorted in annoyance, pacing from side to side.

He knows what these Xianbei people are planning, and he also has a small abacus in his heart, as soon as the Xianbei people's camp moves, at least hundreds of horsemen and their tribesmen, Su Li, are going out, and when the time comes, he will give the hundred horsemen to escort them and then play their guard of honor and come slowly, who is giving whom to dismount?

Dealing with foreigners, Wang Yi is much easier to do than leading troops to fight, since three years ago, he was in charge of the horse trading business between Han and Wuhuan and Xianbei in northern Xinjiang under the instruction of Yanbei, what kind of foreign adults he has not seen?

Most of these people are fierce and inward-looking against the Han people, and the Han people can only achieve their desired goals by coercion on the one hand and lure by profit on the other.

This is completely different from the aristocracy of the Han land, the Han land is heavy on gifts, and the Hu people are the most snobbish!

The old Xianbei rider thought that everything was under his control, and after a while, the whole tribe was full of people, and there was the sound of horses neighing everywhere, and then the sound of horses' hooves exploded on the grassland, with the unbridled whistle of the Hu rider on horseback, and the rider wearing the Xianbei fur armor bent the bow, and for a time Wang Yi's eyes were full of Xianbei galloping figures.

The strange whimpering made his head cloud, and even the mount trembled uneasily, and if it were not for his legs clinging tightly to the horse's belly, he would have been afraid to run away immediately. And Wang Yi, as nervous as his mount at this time, there was a slippery feeling from the palm of the hand holding the reins, and the autumn wind blew on the sweaty placket to reveal bursts of cold air, making Wang Yi want to tremble.

But he can't!

Because he saw from the direction of the tribes from far and near, rushing out a group of elite Xianbei knights, some of them holding bronze arc knives with sharpened cold light, wearing large fur armor that exposed rusty bronze armor, and surrounded the tribal lord Su Li who had been with each other, galloping towards him with smoke and dust.

The face of Su Li in his early twenties is not fierce, his angular facial features have the color of wind and frost outside the old residence, a dark iron armor sets off his majesty that does not match his age, and behind him there is a Xianbei witch holding a sheep's skull staff, and on his side, a strong and powerful person in the tribe holds a long banner and hangs three leopard tails, showing the status of the owner of the long flag in the entire Xianbei group.

It's just that Wang Yi knows very well that this leopard tail banner is still a product of the Xianbei Lord Tanshi Huai period, and now it has no practical significance except for being good-looking.

"I remember you, you were the merchant from yesterday? Why didn't you see each other for a day, and then you changed into such clothes? ”

Su Li's voice came from far and near as the horse galloped, and the young man asked with a ruthless look of annoyance and anger, "Who are you?" ”

His Chinese language is not very good, and at this time, under the annoyance, he even said it in Xianbei Tu language, which made Su Li a little angry with himself, but when he saw Wang Yi's face, he felt a little comfortable.

Obviously, he mixed with Xianbei Chinese, which was understood word by word by the young man opposite.

When Wang Yi saw Su Li galloping over, he beckoned two entourages to swordsmen and crossbowmen, and at this time smiled on the horseback and touched his chest with his hands and bowed slightly, saluting Su Li with the etiquette of a Xianbei person, and then arched his hand in the direction of the south and said: "I'm sorry, Lord Su Li, Wang is not a businessman, but a captain under the command of the Han general Yanbei, and I am entrusted by the general to visit the tribe of adults to understand your personality...... And today, the envoy who was guarding the general on the next road came here. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Yi smiled solemnly again: "Although I am not a businessman, the envoy who came today, including the general below, also wants to give Your Excellency a wealth and prosperity." ”

Wang Yi's words of goodwill were heard in Su Li's ears, and this young tribesman with a majestic face only caught one message.

The general in front of him, who was loyal to the Han lieutenant, was only a day's away from his own tribe at this time!

"In that case, where is the messenger?"

Su Li's face was cloudy, and he saw a commotion from the Xianbei riders in the south, and a group of well-armored Han cavalry in the distant sand dunes played a guard of honor and galloped in order.

The leader was not wearing armor, and he was wearing a big coat outside his deep clothes, and slowly arched his hand: "Under the frustration, on the order of General Yan, I will meet Your Excellency!" ”