In the early morning, the clouds and mist are shrouded, the rising sun illuminates the earth, the fog that envelops the entire grassland gradually dissipates, the grass exudes a faint fragrance, the crystal dew drops are dotted on the tips of the tender grass, the whistling wind blows the flag, the sound of horses' hooves from far to near, stepping on the thick cushion of grass makes a dull sound.

Loud singing sounded in the grassland, women and herdsmen drove cattle and sheep, a group of young steppe warriors shouted horsewhips and galloped out of the tribe, an eagle soared into the sky, hovering in the sky and then flew away, several mastiffs followed the steppe warriors, and a new day began.

"Eminem, Eminem!"

"Bagstar, what makes you so flustered, the offspring of the steppe holy wolf must be calm, cruel, and wait for an opportunity in the face of any situation!" Mazaro, the leader of the Shule tribe, opened the tent and walked out slowly with a bone staff symbolizing power in his hand.

Before the young steppe warrior Bagstar approached the tent, he jumped down without waiting for the horse to stop, ran quickly, knelt down and put his hands on his forehead, bowed, and then said breathlessly: "Eminem, I found the Mongols while guarding our steppe, and a large group of Mongols came to the tribe ......!" ”

"Those guys who believe in immortality come to our Shule tribe?"

Massaro looked in the direction Bagstar had come from, and asked himself with some confusion. In previous years, the Mongols didn't care about their poor compatriots at all, although they have changed over the years, they have little contact with the Shule tribe, but the Han Dynasty is closer to the Shule tribe because of the distance.

After all, Massaro has been the patriarch for so many years, although he has less to do with the things of the steppe because of his age, he also quickly realized something, and said to Bagstar: "Go, call them back from Baku Yuansa, there is trouble!" ”

When a group of Mongols came to the Shule tribe with a large number of monks, Massaro stood at the gate of the tribe with the steppe warriors of the tribe, watching them approach little by little, slowly from a black dot to a group, and then getting bigger and bigger, but the team of dozens of people made the tribe of thousands of people dare not make the slightest movement, everyone was taken by the might of the Mongols, and it seemed that even their hearts had stopped.

Massaro touched his chest with both hands, bent forward slightly, performed the etiquette of the grassland to greet the distinguished guests, and asked, "Your Excellency the envoy of the Yuan Dynasty who came from afar, don't you know what is the matter with the Shule tribe?" ”

The envoy raised his right foot, jumped off the warhorse, picked up a roll of parchment from the horse, opened it and said in a routine tone: "You are the Shule tribe, right?" The hussar general sent a notice, "Do any of you know Chinese characters or Mongolian characters?" ”

Massaro said respectfully: "Your Excellency, the envoy from the Yuan Dynasty, I know Chinese characters!" ”

The bearded messenger glanced up at Massaro, then threw the parchment scroll directly over, and said: "It's good to understand, I won't read it, and also, for the sake of me being born on the grassland, I am kind enough to remind you, remember to learn Mongolian, Mongolian, and Chinese characters will be banned in the near future, you better order it as soon as possible, otherwise don't blame me for not reminding you when the time comes!" ”

After saying that, the messenger did not rest and directly turned over on another idle horse, sat on the horse and asked, "By the way, have you Haru tribe migrated there now?" ”

"Honorable envoy, the Halu tribe has gone to the Han Dynasty to trade salt and cloth!" Massaro bent down slightly and said, the most important thing in the grassland is salt and cloth, followed by tea, there is no tea can be replaced by grass, but without salt and cloth, then in the grassland where the day is hot and the night is cold and there is a lack of salt, it will die.

"Humph!" Hearing that the other party had gone to the Han Dynasty, the envoy's face turned pale, and he snorted coldly and said: "It's all cheap bones, as a great steppe tribe, I actually went to grovel with those serfs, it seems that I don't need to go to the Halu tribe, you remember what you lack in the future to go to the center of the grassland, where we will set up a holy city for all the people of the Heavenly Khan to trade, and no one will discriminate against you and deceive you!" ”

After saying this, the messenger did not listen to Massaro's words, but gave a sigh of relief, and left the Shule tribe with everyone.

"Eminem, you want to tell them about the Halu tribe going to the Han Dynasty?"

Massaro patted Bagstar's shoulder, looked at the blue sky, said in confusion: "Bagstar, my child, the wind is blowing on the grassland, the wind will flood the entire grassland, the blood will infect the whole land, the Haru tribe will not come back, if I don't say that the Yuan Dynasty will blame it, our Shule tribe will be wiped out." Now we can only pray here for the Haru tribe, hoping that the great holy eagle will bless the Haru tribe and let their eagle-like sharp eyes be able to see through the winds that are about to sweep through the grassland as soon as possible and hide! ”

At the same time, Yuanzhou Keyuan City Xi Juan Mansion.

"Report ......!!"

A soldier was in tatters, rushing inside in a sloppy manner, shouting loudly all the way, attracting people's attention.

"Report to the general, the front-line outpost intercepted the news of the Yuan Dynasty, please take a look at it!"

The soldier knelt down and presented a parchment roll with both hands, Xi Juan looked at the parchment roll and said, "Submit it!" ”

"Whoa!" The soldier lowered his head and put the parchment on the table, and retreated to the middle without raising his head.

"Go down and rest!"

"Whoa!" The soldier responded, and then fainted in the dark, since he got this parchment scroll, he traveled day and night, ran and killed a war horse to drive back, all the way to Zuihou completely relied on spiritual support, and now the spirit is relaxed, the whole person fainted.

Xi Juan sighed slightly in his heart, and said with a flat face: "Come on, take him down, and ask the doctor to treat him!" ”

Xi Juan didn't get up to go over, this parchment was sent back by the other party against time, she didn't want to waste a little time, because it was a waste of her subordinates' hard work.

After reading the parchment scroll, Xi Juan took a deep breath after putting it down, her heart was cold, and she calmed down her heart for a long time, and said, "Come on!" ”

"The subordinates are here!" The guards who were guarding the door immediately ran in.

Xi Juan stood up, turned his back to the guard, looked at the hanging map, and said without looking back: "Quick, go and invite Mr. Lu, Mr. Fu and them over!" ”

"Whoa!"

"What a ruthless method, I actually want to recruit the entire tribe on the grassland as cannon fodder, no, no, I must find a way to contain the other party, otherwise I will face the string control who is afraid that it will increase by at least 200,000!" Xi Juan couldn't help but be shocked when he thought of the announcement in the parchment scroll, and the parchment scroll was very simple: All the people of the grassland are the people of Dayuan, and all those who have made meritorious contributions can be named marquis and worship the prime minister, and the title is hereditary, and everyone is treated equally!

Just this short sentence is enough to cause a whirlwind on the grassland, just because it was the Yuan Dynasty that issued this announcement, a dynasty established by the grassland tribes to unify the world.