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The thick curtain was lifted. The harsh sunlight came in with the figures. Zhao Shi's eyes ached. Look away.

The man came in with a chill. I saw Zhao Shi sitting there by himself. A look of surprise immediately appeared on the young face.

This is a physically strong young man. A short beard has just grown on the mouth to symbolize maturity. The hands and feet are strong and powerful. The face is not handsome. But it reveals the open-mindedness and wildness unique to the prairie people. Looking at Zhao Shi's gaze. It is so undisguised that it reveals joy. Respect means. But there is also some jealousy and scrutiny...... His eyes swept over Zhao Shi's bare body. But it reveals a bit of envy.

"I'm Erle......, the youngest son of the Subebettai family," the young man smiled, a slightly restrained smile.

"What is this?" His voice was hoarse. This is normal after blood loss and high fever. Hint: He needs a lot of water right now.

"Ah......h Touched his head. Embarrassed to laugh. "It's good news that you're awake. I'm going to sue sù others. Otherwise......

The voice did not fall. The man had already come out of the tent. Between hairy hands and feet. But don't forget to close the curtain properly. Zhao Shi was the only one left in the gloomy tent. The ventilation inside the tent was not good. There is also a stove. The chimney-like tube leads straight to the outside of the tent. As a result, many unfortunate events such as carbon monoxide poisoning have been reduced.

On the stove sat a copper kettle. It's hot and hot. Zhao Shi sniffed his nose. The smell of milk in the air made him hungry, and his stomach was very uncomfortable for some time. There was a grunt.

It is difficult to guarantee the temperature inside such a tent. It's far from cold. But Zhao Shi is now weak. Still fought a few cold wars. There was a row of cold bumps on his body. Let him know. There are some lucky elements in this near-death death. Ever since he practiced the Prajna that the monk taught him. It's energetic though. But after all, it's not Superman. This time, I didn't have a good rest for a few days and nights. After the snowstorm. and he fought and fought with others. The body lì finally had a problem. Plus blood loss from injuries. I didn't die this time, I really picked up a life and came back.

Not for a while. Outside the felt tent, there was a chaotic sound of footsteps. Accompanied. It's good to wake up. It's a good sound when you wake up. Several people rushed in.

Zhao Shi didn't know any of these people. They are all dressed in typical steppe attire. The leader was an old man. Actually, he is not an old man. It's just that the wind of the grassland has left indelible marks on his skin. Every ravine on his face seems to narrate the difficulties and difficulties of grassland life. However, it also shaped his body as strong as a yak.

The body is strong. And the appearance is old. This is the inevitable expression of every person who lives on the grassland all year round after entering middle age.

He's dressed a little more flamboyantly. In fact, it is more conspicuous in color. Zhao Shi heard what Lao Tazan said. It's about the same as the Han Chinese. On the prairie, only the noble people will dress brightly. This and the Han civilians can only wear linen shirts. Can't be dressed purple. Clothes yellow. You can't wear silk and so on. At this time, Zhao Shi will also be able to know. The middle-aged man in front of him also has at least some status.

Behind him were two men and a woman, in addition to the young man who called the subordination. The middle-aged man entered the tent. I saw Zhao Shi sitting there with half his body up. Zhao Shi could even tell that he let out a long breath.

Immediately after that, he fell to his knees. He bowed his head deeply. Several young men behind him were a little embarrassed. But they all knelt down with him.

"God bless. You're finally awake. Distinguished guests. My name is Super Beltai. These are my sons and daughters. Gulna. Hurry up and show it to your valued guests. Don't let the wound burst. That will turn into pus and blood......

After that, the tribal leader called Subetai sat beside Zhao Shi. His daughter. A woman in her twenties. It was also the doctor in his tribe of less than three hundred people who was busy examining Zhao Shi's wounds. He also instructed his three sons to bring goat's milk to Zhao Shi. Prepare to eat.

From a conversation with him. Zhao Shi also knew. The tribe he was in now was a branch of the Wangu tribe. The speed station in front of him is the leader of this tribe. He once served the current Arar Khan of the Wangu Tribe. It is the identity of the Ara's family similar to that of the clothed servants of the Qing Dynasty in later generations. Later, Ara'er succeeded to the position of King Wangube Khan. He was also appointed as a centurion. Give him dozens of households. It can be regarded as officially joining the ranks of the steppe aristocracy.

From the mouth of the speed betel platform. I know the general story of this incident. Speaking of which, the lucky ingredient accounts for a large proportion of it. Song Renfeng and the others ran for a whole day and a night with the horse bandits who were chasing endlessly behind them. Luckily, I met a large tribe of Wanggu who was migrating.

This time. It's like stabbing a hornet's nest. The entire steppes of northern Tatar were boiling. The news quickly spread back to the main account of the Wanggu Department. Qin Qihai's elder brother. That is, today's Arar Khan is very angry. Even already want to pass out the golden arrow. In the end, he was dissuaded.

But in the Tatar steppes. Someone dared to attack Wang Gubu's forehead. The pearl of the Tatars. All the Tatars of the Wangu tribe were as if they had been greatly insulted. Immediately, it was a fast ride. The major tribes of the Tatars received stern orders from the main tent. The entire Wangu tribe and even the entire steppe of the Tatars mobilized.

But the wind and snow delayed their trip. Wait until the wind and snow subside. The wind-shrouded grassland has also received news. The tribes send warriors from their clans. The search began for the entire grassland. The results are all clearer.

As for Old Tazan and his party. Groped in the wind and snow for a while. Miraculously, they found a scattered shepherd's yurt. But old Tazan is old. Frostbite appeared in the wind and snow. The rest waited until nothing happened. At this time, he had already escorted Lao Tazan back to the main account of the Wanggu Department.

He's been here for four whole days. The fever didn't stop before. Occasionally, I only wake up for a while. Then he fell into a stupor. Now I'm finally sober. It's the forehead of the Wanggu Division. Qinqihai. After being sent here. Although he was not injured. But the wind blew and the snow blew for a few days. Plus the mood is nervous. When I got here, I fell ill.

Neither of them can move easily. I stayed here too. Until now. The one whose forehead is still burning is being taken care of.

However, the eldest lady of the Wang Gu Department gave a strict order. If Zhao Shi had any accident. The family is about to fight back to their original shape. The hierarchy on the steppe is strict and cruel. The position of the Subebeltai family is not easy to come by. Naturally, I would not want to live a life where no foal is my own. At this time, I saw that Zhao Shi finally woke up. The speed station is really relieved here.

The joy of laughter at this time. Even the furrows on the face are much less. He's scared these days. The Han family in front of him is really not simple. According to the fighters of the tribe who took part in the pursuit of the horse bandits. Hundreds of horse bandits are besieged. This Han warrior killed and injured dozens of people. The forehead of the hard protection is unharmed. However, I heard that the corpses of the horse bandits were stripped naked. Is this the rule of the Han people? It's really barbaric...... Well. In addition, he also protected his forehead through the wind and snow scattered by the wrath of the gods that day.

Now on this steppe. There are already rumors that this Han family is an envoy sent by the gods. If such a man dies with him. He couldn't even think of the consequences.

There is also the noble Ehun Qinqi Sea. So that two people lived in his tribe. It would have been an indescribable glory. But one of these two people was seriously injured. A serious illness. These days down. The wrinkles on his face had gotten more.

Now it's good. The seriously injured seems to be fine. The forehead of the seriously ill is gradually improving. God bless. As long as these two people get better. His tribe will not have to worry about food and clothing in the future. The little loss after the snowstorm is nothing.

"How? The wound is fine, right? Looking at her daughter's slightly furrowed brow. He was still nervous.

"Strong as a ......," the woman snapped. He smiled a little wryly. I saw my father's taut face on the speed side. Hurriedly said: "The wound is a little deep. But the guests are physically stronger than our strongest warriors. The wound has begun to heal. It'll be fine in a few days. ”

"That's good. That's good. Go and tell the good news...... Watching his daughter walk out of the yurt. "We have sent to the main tent. Estimated in a few days. Someone will be sent from the main tent to greet you and Ehun as you pass. All you need to do is recuperate here. What would you like to do. Just let Erle do it......

Zhao Shi nodded slightly. Slowly drink the hot goat's milk. The chill gradually disappeared. But I felt even hungrier. But after a serious injury. Overeating is simply not getting along with yourself.

Obviously, the other party also knows this truth. A steaming bowl of haggis was served. There is also a plate of finely chopped minced meat. In the chatter of the speed farewell station from time to time. He wasn't polite either. Eat these things cleanly. Finally got to the bottom. The feeling of weakness has lessened a lot. It's just a little dizzy.

Then the curtain was lifted. Poke into a head. Then the body squeezed in. Eyes twinkle. When he came in, he knelt down with a pop. With tears in his eyes, he said, "Master." You're alive. Huang Er...... Huang Er is really worried about dying......"

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