Nightfall

The second volume of the Winter Lake Chapter 31 Dahei and Xiaoxue (Part 1)

The winter wasteland, even if there are mountains in the wind and hot springs flowing, is still cold. Wang Ting and the Central Plains countries have been negotiating for several days and have entered the hottest stage.

The team of cavalry escorts the nobles to come, because Princess Yu Yu likes flowers and plants very much, and because of the wasteland climate, she can't cultivate Dharma. Ask in person.

This matter has nothing to do with the negotiation, but the beginning was just when the negotiation was at an impasse, just like the grain and grass sent by the girls from the big river country, it belongs to the attached emotional exchange.

Neither the barbarian Zuoting Wangting nor the Central Plains countries want to continue the war. The aggression and looting in the previous months and the subsequent conflict and fighting are all caused by the deserted people returning to the south, the former is a resource problem, and the latter It is a question of attitude. The so-called negotiations are nothing but bargaining between the two sides on the scale of their troops and the supply of grain and grass.

In the face of the hundreds of thousands of deserted people who reappeared in the millennium, the joint resistance of both sides should be justified, but it should be dominated by this matter, and who should send more troops?

The barren are born warriors. In the **** battle in the north in the early spring, the prairie cavalry with heavy casualties proved once again that this judgment is about to be forgotten. If you want to stop the deserted people from going south or even driving them back to the extremely cold north, you must pay a very painful price. Who wants to let their army rush to the front?

Regarding this matter, both the temple and the Datang Empire showed a very tough attitude. The army was pressed against the rampant fortress of Yanbei, and the younger generation of practitioners from various denominations were exhausted. Faced with this situation, the barren wars have been seriously hit, so I just want to show toughness without much confidence.

Negotiation is to see who has a firmer cervical spine and who has more confidence. Once one of them has insufficient energy and bows his head, the negotiation will naturally go much smoother. The day after Ning Que and Mo Chiyuan's disciples arrived at Wang Ting, the negotiating parties finally reached a consensus.

Before the second fat grass grows at the turn of spring and summer next year, Zuoying Wangting sends his main force north to attack the barren tribe. As for the Central Plains, he only agreed to send cavalry troops of about 6,000 people, but promised to give Zuojing Wangting The most generous financial assistance, and agreed to provide most of the grain and ordnance needed by Zuo Wang Wangting.

The news of the successful negotiation was blown by the winter wind, and the entire grassland was passed at the fastest speed. The warm cheers or low curses rang from the cloud-like tent. The Wangting tribe began to prepare spirits and food. In addition, it was decided to temporarily convene a Gemmu conference.

Gemumu is a slang, and it means to gather together at the grandest festival on the grassland. Wang Ting temporarily decided to hold the Gemumu conference. One is to celebrate the success of the peace talks, and the other is to take this opportunity To allow the people of the Wang Ting tribe to communicate more with the people of the Central Plains in order to harmonize feelings and diminish hatred. As to whether this intention can finally be realized, then no one knows.

The sound of the piano was clank, the trumpet sounded, all kinds of colored streamers fluttered in the wind, and people from all over gathered on the grass field, which was very lively, especially more densely packed than the open periphery of the test ride.

People wearing leather jackets or cotton-padded jackets did not climb their shoulders like brothers, and still stood with their companions, each with their own camp, but this did not affect their applause for seeing the wonderful riding performances at the Gemmu Conference .

At the end of the sheep-catching competition, the winning rider received a generous reward, which also made the next archery competition more exciting.

A Wang Ting archer successfully defeated his opponent with his superb arrows. The arrows in the red heart of the target seemed to overlap the arrows, which made the crowd applaud.

Ning Que and Dahe girls stopped to watch the crowd.

No one in the shrine paid attention to the arrival of the disciples of Mochiyuan. They also sat idle and simply went out to see the excitement. Mo Shanshan stayed in the tent to write as usual.

Looking at the Wang Ting archer who was flaunted by the fellow tribesmen on his shoulders, Tmall girl snorted dismissively, and pulled the sleeve beside him, saying, "Why don't you participate in the competition? Arrows, these people are far worse than you, you go up and win all the rewards, OK? "

Ning Que glanced at her and said with a smile: "Of course not good."

In the face of this little girl, he always felt that he saw Sang Sang when he was a child, so both the expression and the words naturally flowed a little closer.

"Dare to shoot at the Gemumu Conference, they are the most amazing hunters on the grassland. The former Yanguo Archer is also very powerful. Even if I participate in the competition, where can I win?"

This is the truth, no matter whether it is a wasteland or a central plain, the hidden dragons and lying tigers do not know how many hidden powers are hidden. This is also a hypothesis. If Ning Ning lacks his full strength, no one can win him in the field, whether it is the previous game of catching sheep or the arrow competition at this time.

Tmall girl looked at him helplessly and sighed, "Brother, you are good, but it's not good to be too humble."

Ning Que couldn't help laughing, thinking that whether Mo Shanshan or Tmall Girl would always praise herself directly and sincerely in various ways. If you spend a long time with these pure-minded Dahe country girls, he I'm really worried if I will float to the sky one day.

He rubbed her head indulgently and said: "When you grow up later, you will understand that if you always think about the limelight, then there will always be a time when the wind blows your waist."

The Dahe national style is deeply influenced by the Tang Dynasty, and he perseveres in simplicity and longing for victory. He attaches great importance to honor, and regards life as nature, so he must strive for it, so Tmall woman does not understand why he said this, his eyes are full of doubts. .

In addition to various competitions and entertainments, the Gemmu Conference also provides a lot of food for people from the conference. Tmall girl's mind was attracted by the oily roasted sheep, immediately forgetting the previous doubts, and the young girls of the Dahe country, such as Huahua, were gradually dispersed into the crowd by the exotic food u that had never been seen before, such as milk tea.

Harmony is the carnival season. At this time, the Wangting Pasture is undoubtedly the safest place in the world. Ning Que took a look at the Dahe country girl who was in front of all kinds of food stalls. Smiled, not worried.

A grass field in the distance suddenly became more heated and noisy, cheering and cheering sounded one after another, and the winter clouds on the sky dome seemed to be dissipated by the heat wave.

Tmall girl holding the big roasted sheep, with bright eyes and round eyes, looked at it curiously, but couldn't see what was born inside because of the crowd.

"It should be the horse racing."

Ning Que took over the roasted sheep that her little hand was about to carry, took out the handkerchief in her arms and handed it to her, instructing her to wipe off the grease from the corner of the net, and continued, "The people on the wasteland are nomadic livelihoods. He is good at riding and shooting, and horses are extremely important to them, so horse racing is the most important program at the Gammu Conference. "

Tmall girl said excitedly: "Brother, I'm going to watch."

Ning Que held a handful of oily sheep tuǐ and walked to the periphery of the crowd holding the small hand of Tmall.

He did not take her to the edge of the horse racing field, but walked to a gentle **** outside the camp. The grass was yellow early, lying sparsely on the ground waiting for next spring. Although the wind was stronger, the vision was excellent. The horse racing picture on the grass field is clear.

Because of the participation of the Central Plains people at this year's Gemmu Conference, Wang Ting paid special attention to it, especially the horse racing they are best at. The tribe actually vacated hundreds of tents for this purpose, and circled a huge piece of land among the pastures.

Horse racing is a simple and direct way to win. At this point, the race has started. More than ten horses are riding on the pasture. The horseshoes are chaotic as rain, the kicking gravel is flying, and the dust is rising. If you have good eyesight, you should be able to see the vibration of the horse's oily skin. .

The edge of the large grass field that was vacated was surrounded by a fence, which was the track. Ning Que stood on a gentle **** and looked down. After a little glance, he calculated that he had ran a third.

More than ten horses have gradually been separated, and they have become two groups according to their strength. There are three horses in the forefront. According to the clothing of the knights, it can be roughly judged that the first three rides belong to the Wang Ting Temple and the Tang Army.

Especially the horse under the Knights of the Temple was completely white and the four hooves were strong and powerful. When the whole horse was running, it brought out the residual image of Dao Bai, as if it was a snowstorm.

Ning Que is different from most soldiers. He has never been a horse lover, but he has known horses for many years in Weicheng, Biansai. He looked at the snowy white horse and couldn't help but sigh: "This horse is good. If you have a good rider, it ’s probably only worse than that.

When he said this, his right hand was holding a greasy sheep straight, and it looked a bit funny.

Tmall girl was holding a knife that she had just bought from the herdsmen, and she was trying to cut off a perfect piece of meat in front of the sheep. Listening to this, she was unhappy and said, "Where is Dahei? When you come back, brother, you let him carry such heavy things every day, but you do n’t find it delicious. Even if you become fool, you will be bullied. "

The **** that the little girl mentioned resentfully is naturally the **** horse.

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In order to make it easier for nobles to watch the game ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ the grass field that was circled out for horse racing is specially set up before the Wang Ting account. A group of nobles stood in front of the tent and watched the nervous horse racing, smiling and talking.

In the glorious corner of the king's tent, Princess Yu looked at the quiet girl beside her and smiled and said, "Princess Chenjia, it seems that this horse will not embarrass you."

At that time, the snow-white horse leading the horse in the wilderness was given to the girl by the princess last night. Today, a temple cavalry took part in the battle, and the performance was extraordinary.

The girl smiled slightly and responded: "Thank you very much, Princess."

The princess looked at the girl ’s elegant face, thinking about her story, and the smile was gentler: “If it ’s unattractive, how can it be worthy of you **** in the world? By the way, what do you want to say to it? Kind of name? "

The girl looked at the snowy white horses racing in the wilderness, and was a little happy in her heart, thinking about the person who hated the dense description. After thinking for a moment, she whispered: "Just call Xiao Xue."

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