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Dongting prairie boundary,

The earth is vast, and the morning light slowly climbs up from the milky white sky in the east,

The white fog that is still nostalgic on the grassland reflects a faint white light in the morning light, and the fiery red sun in the distance slowly rises in this white mist.

It was a lively morning, as the sun rose, everything revived, and the white mist gradually melted, revealing the fluffy weeds of the June prairie.

The melted dew condensed into round droplets among the weeds, hanging crumbling on the blades of grass, emitting a colorful glow in the golden morning light.

"Stampede"

With the sound of a horse's hooves, a fast horse galloped like the wind, passing through a dense forest beside a river flowing through the grassland, the horse's hooves flew, splashing the soil on the ground that had not completely dried up from time to time, but did not make the sound of tight hooves as it should be, and immediately the knight wore a black robe, and the war horse under his crotch was also black,

People and horses are like ghost knights who melt into the dark night to hook the souls of the living, if it weren't for the slight light in the sky in the distance, it would be almost difficult to find the whereabouts of this black-robed knight with the naked eye.

The speed of the war horse was extremely fast, but the face of the black-robed knight was full of caution, until he saw the protruding hill on the border in the distance, and finally showed a relieved smile,

The border line close at hand, so that the knight forgot the fatigue of running thousands of miles, crossed this dirt slope, and the front was his hometown, thinking of this, the knight couldn't help but feel a burst of blood boiling on his body, and quickly rode forward,

As the knight rushed to the top of the slope of a small grassy knoll, the sound of the bowstring rattling came to his face,

A powerful cluster of arrows shot out of the camouflaged grass knoll beside it like lightning, and the time and angle were scooped and pinched impeccably, almost unavoidable, and the arrow had just left the bowstring and in the blink of an eye it had already entered the shoulder of the black-robed knight who was still galloping on his horse.

"Ahh

The black-robed knight snorted, and the whole person fell backwards by the astonishing force of the sharp arrow that pierced his shoulder. With a "peng", the black-robed knight on the horse fell heavily on the grass, rolled a few times, and fell into the waist-deep grassland bushes

"Damn, shoot this guy!" a low cheer came from the woods next to him,

Two figures jumped out of the woods, and one rushed towards the black-robed knight at great speed. The other jerked at the reins of the horse that rushed forward,

With a strong tug, he grabbed the reins of the war horse that was still rushing forward, and with the power of the war horse, he flew up and jumped on the horse's back like a mountain ape, and sat down steadily.

The horses jumped and neighed in fright, or they felt that their masters were no longer there, and jumped back and forth in a rage. But he could not shake off the man on horseback, and after a while, the horse was tamed. Only then did he turn back to the black-robed knight's side

"How's it going?" Riding a war horse was a young man in black ranger chain mail, his youthful face shining with excitement, and his head was coiled with the long sideburns characteristic of the Kujits.

His skin is a little dark, but his eyes are bright, and his hands and feet are slender, giving people a sense of agility and abnormality, and from the fact that he can tame a frightened war horse in such a short time, he knows that this person has a set of methods for taming horses.

His companion who had just run towards the black-robed knight was a slightly older middle-aged man. He was wearing light chain mail and a jacket made of antelope skin.

This kind of outfit is common among the Eastern Court Rangers on the border, except for the two crescent moon emblems on his shoulders, indicating his identity as a scout captain of the Border Patrol, which is often filled by the tribe's marksman. ...,

After carefully looking at the black-robed knight's obviously blackened face and the blood stains flowing from the corners of his mouth, he stood up from the bushes with a solemn expression, looked at the body of the black-robed knight who was lying in the grass and did not move, and spat on the ground,

scolded and said, "It's really bad luck, it's dead, you must know that if this guy is alive, it's worth at least 4 gold coins! Now I can only bring back a corpse, and it's good to be able to exchange it for one gold coin."

"No, how can you die?" said the young man on horseback, whose face changed slightly, and said in disbelief, "I just shot through his shoulder, and it won't kill him anyway, did I shoot it miss, and shot directly through his heart."

"No, this guy should have temporarily taken some kind of extremely powerful poison, the kind that seals his throat with blood!"

The scout captain stood up and said, only then turned his head to look at the war horse under the young man's crotch, and said, "This is a well-trained war horse, this guy should be lurking during the day and hurrying at night,

It will be difficult for ordinary border guards to notice his storage, and the four hooves of the war horse are also wrapped in leather sleeves in a special way, so they can step on the ground silently.

If it weren't for the last time he entered here, he accidentally left a horse's hoof print that exposed himself, and we didn't know that there would be someone here, let alone stop him here!"

"I don't believe it, there's nothing useful left on this guy?"

The young Dongting scout flipped off his horse, rummaged through the corpse of the black-robed knight, and threw out the contents of the war horse's bag one by one.

"No need to look for it!" said the older scout captain, shaking his head, "A seasoned courier, you won't find anything other than the usual travel equipment, this is a method unique to the Northlanders,

Relying only on oral transmission, if you can't get out of the enemy, you will take poison and die, although I have heard of it before, but it is the first time I have really encountered it, I heard that such a guy is often burdened with an extremely secret mission!"

"Well, this guy really doesn't have anything!"

The young man stopped a little dejectedly, and there was nothing in the package of the war horse except some water bags and dried meat for the long journey, if the only one was still valuable,

That is, the boots of this black-robed knight are very new, and they should have just been purchased.

"Behold, at last there is a good harvest!" the young man's eyes brightened and he raised his boots from the corpse, which were a rich trophy,

In the remote Dongting border, because of the inconvenient transportation, most of the Dongting people wear homemade leather felt wool boots all year round, like this pair of beautifully decorated high-end leather boots in front of them, even among the nobles of the Dongting Garden, few people wear them.

If you scoop it up and sell it at the market, you can get at least 10 sheep. This is a very good harvest for ordinary Dongting herdsmen families

The middle-aged scout captain's eyes focused on the riding boots in the young man's hand, and said with some hesitation, "These leather boots are good, even better than the last time I saw them at the Bissoudun Bazaar."

If I'm not mistaken, this should be the favorite decorative pattern of the Dorok people, those Dorok people like to decorate with clouds, flowers and plants, and at the beginning of the year, I followed the caravan to Dorok!

The horses are also in good condition, and the boots and shoes are new. It seems that he has only been on the road for a few days, and you say that he will not come from the Doroks"

"I can't say for sure."

The young man, who was rejoicing at his new booty, said casually as he examined every part of the corpse again, only to find a scar that looked like it had just been stitched up, where the messenger's leg was crooked,

"Wait!" Just when he was a little helpless and about to give up, the middle-aged scout captain next to him. Suddenly, he squatted down with a solemn expression and looked at the wound that was obviously not long sutured,...,

Reaching out to the young man with a confused face, "Contempt." Scoop your claw knife, I'm going to cut this wound!"

"Uncle Kuzak, you are ......" The young man was taken aback by the words of the middle-aged scout captain, and he hesitated to take out the horn knife he used to cut mutton, with delicate lines and cold blades, reflecting an extremely sharp population, such horn knives are carried with him, and they are a symbol of a man's adulthood

"You stupid!" the middle-aged scout captain took the knife and scolded indignantly, "You don't want to think about it." This Northland man risked so much of a single message, just for the sake of a message, how could he prove his identity from the Northland to Dorok, across the entire Dongting Prairie. At the very least, you need to have a token to prove your identity, but have you found that token?"

"Not really, but in case it's just a word of mouth. You shouldn't be so cautious!" the young man shook his head disapprovingly

"What do you know!Don't forget, the current East Court is already part of the Falcon Empire!" said the middle-aged scout captain disdainfully, "I heard that the Dorok people are fighting with the southern people of the empire, if this is the case, it is definitely not easy for this guy to travel frequently between the two places at this time, otherwise there is no need to choose to commit suicide by poisoning as soon as he finds out that he is being blocked by us!"

"So, we're catching a big fish!"

The young man took a deep breath of cold air, and his eyes lit up and he hurriedly handed the sharp horn knife in his hand to the middle-aged man, and as the middle-aged man cleanly scratched the wound of the corpse, in the bloody incision, he found a small wooden pipe about 3 cm long,

Seeing this small woodpipe, the middle-aged scout's face changed slightly, and the young man next to him seemed to notice something, and asked with some surprise, "What's wrong?"

"It's the Ghost Courier from the Northlands!" the middle-aged scout captain replied with a solemn expression, "The Ghost Courier is often a group of three, each taking a different route, we just intercepted one of them, and the other two should have already crossed the border line. ”

"What's the matter, we still caught one of them, and we should be able to ask for credit from above!" the young man breathed a sigh of relief and muttered with some dissatisfaction

"If you really think that they are ordinary messengers, then you are wrong, they are secret messengers on a war mission," the middle-aged scout stood up with a heavy face, and carefully took the small bamboo pipe into his arms

"Dorok?" the two seemed to think of something, and at the same time they were shocked, and their eyes met

"This guy should be from Dorok, from there to hurry up, day and night, it is about six or seven days, it seems that the smoke of war is about to cover the prairie again!" The middle-aged scout captain raised his head, looking at the grassland that was still shining golden in the sun in the distance, and his face showed a stubborn look that belonged to Kugit,

The cold land of the north, Hulan Beicheng

Although it was June, the strong north wind was still howling outside the city, and the cold dust in the sky annihilated the fertile black soil plain, and also obliterated the outside sky.

The clouds are thick, the night is as dark as ink, the road ahead is dark, only the snow is shining slightly, in the snowflakes flying in the sky, the loneliness seems to be like a qiē has been forbidden, in the morning mist, the low-hanging grass stems are covered with a layer of hoarfrost, like a huge white velvet blanket,

Decorate the whole earth into a white scene. The sun was surrounded by a pale white mist, leaving only a beautiful aurora on the distant horizon, like embroidering a simple but delicate blanket on the huge carpet of heaven and earth. The Northern Lights are an extremely interesting optical phenomenon, but in the eyes of the Northland people, the aurora represents not only a beauty, but also a revelation from the gods、...,

"June Aurora! That's not a good sign!"

Dicasty, who is known as one of the three masters of Hulan Bei, opened the curtains with some frowns and saw in the dark morning light. A group of Northland reindeer cavalry wearing flying eagle armor walked through the street with a solemn expression, heavy deer hooves trampling on the hard thousand-year-old frozen soil road in the city, the unkempt mane combed oil shiny, fluttering in the wind,

In the midst of these majestic reindeer cavalry, a middle-aged man in red armor slowly came with an oppressive momentum, staring at him with contempt. As if all had been trampled under his feet, the reindeer cavalry escorted him as he slowly walked through the aisles of the city gates.

"Salute" With the command of the city guard officer, the soldiers standing on both sides of the city gate stood up straight, put their right hand on their left chest, and looked at the reindeer cavalry who were riding horses with envy, admiration and admiration, to be precise, the admirable figure in the reindeer cavalry center

The cold wind blowing in from the city gate rolled up the bear's head hat on his head like a large red flame, and even the inky sky could not hide this imposing color

He is the current head of the Russian Ministry of Asovia. Asoan Russia, known as the overlord of the Northland

Dicasty's pupils contracted unnaturally, and the scene outside made Dicasty's face more and more cold, and he threw down the curtain angrily, and the corners of his mouth snorted heavily, "Hmph!

The sight just now made him too stimulated. You know, he is the recognized master of the three tribes in the Hulanbei area, a year ago, this arrogant figure was still a chess piece that he used to think of as a snake with the Dongting people, but in just over half a year, this chess piece turned out to be a strong reversal, not only got rid of the control of the Dongting people, but also faintly had the momentum of ping pong on the master's head,

In the current Hulanbei region, there are far more people who know about his Asu Russia than he is the orthodox Sanbu Lord, and there are more and more tribes who obey his orders openly and secretly.

As if sensing Dicasty's displeasure, one of the three figures illuminated by the flickering candlelight of the room behind Dicasty said in a somber voice

"Lord Sanbu, why bother with that traitorous guy, since he plotted against the Dongting people, he has long forgotten who he is, and he really regards himself as the principal of Hulanbei, he doesn't want to think about it, if we weren't willing to take him in, he would still be a stray dog driven by the Dongting people!"

"You say that he is a dog, it is too insulting to a dog, the dog will not bite the owner, but he stabbed deeply in the back of the Dongting people" Another figure said angrily, "But if he is allowed to run rampant like this, I am afraid that it will be us who will be stabbed upside down at that time, and it will not be a day or two for him to want Hulan Bei!"

"Hulan Bei is too small, he can't afford this polar bear, his appetite is too big, and he will eat us one day!" said another figure, with a lot of dissatisfaction in his tone,

These three people are the three powerful patriarchs in the Hulanbei region, and they are also the three people that Dicasti trusts the most.

The Hulanbei area is the most important population gathering area in the north, because it is located in a rare concave basin in the cold region, and the peak of the periphery blocks most of the cold current, so the northerners gathered here reach more than 400,000 people, except for the Austins near the coast, the population in this area is the largest, in the Hulanbei area, in order to solve the disputes between the tribes, a well-known tribal chief is uniformly elected to preside, and the patriarch is called the three masters

And the current Sanbu Lord is the patriarch of the Dika tribe, Dikasti, the population of 110,000, mainly gathered in the Hulanbei area, second only to the Oidin tribe in the coastal area of 170,000, and the Dikasti, who is respected as the Sanbu Lord, has been in this position for 13 years,...,

Di Casti's face was cold and he snorted, "I heard that he has been frequently mobilizing troops and sending envoys recently, and it seems that he intends to reconcile with Austin along the coast, if he really pulls out his hand, it will really be the end of us, everyone can see that this guy is not willing to be subordinate to the three adults forever, now it's just a matter of when!"

"The number of troops in the Asou Russian Department is not much, at most about 20,000 people, but if you count those tribes with grass on the wall, about 40,000 people can be made.

This is almost the same as the strength of our three divisions, but they still need to stay behind to hold the camp, and we have the advantage of occupying Hulan Beicheng, plus the three tribes have accumulated power for many years, so those tribes will only draw half of their troops to fight at most, because once they fail, they will inevitably encounter cruel punishment, so as long as we dare to take the initiative, I dare to guarantee that in the face of all the rebels, the Asu Russian department will never dare to take half a step out of the camp."

"Be proactive. That's a good idea!"

Dicasti nodded solemnly, the sorrow on his face dissipated, and he said with a murderous aura, "I don't believe that the position of my Dika tribe in the Hulanbei region for hundreds of years can still be shaken by a small Asu Russian department!" If you like this work, you are welcome to (.) to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support is my biggest motivation. )

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