Chapter 8 Chapter Seven: The Sound of Feather and Arrow in the Wilderness

The dull sound of the horn accompanied by the sound of drums woke up the entire camp. It was the silence of the mountain and the rain, which was awakened little by little. The army of one hundred thousand quickly picked up their swords, stood in a neat formation, and walked out of their tents one by one.Their looks are fierce and their bodies are strong, and each of them is an elite soldier who has fought thousands of miles.Every movement and every step, every step, there will be a fierce murderous aura. Such an army is enough to make any enemy terrified! The doors of the twelve golden guard tents were all wide open, and the twelve Tumet chiefs, led by Hannaji, walked slowly to the front of the big tent and lined up in two rows.They all wore armor made of fine steel, inlaid with gold patterns,

It looks mighty and heroic.Immediately, the felt cloth of the central golden tent was quickly rolled up. The golden-roofed felt tent turned into a huge umbrella, and I Dahan sat in the center of the big tent, his heroic face full of awe. The war drums rang loudly, and one hundred thousand elite soldiers unsheathed their swords and howled angrily together: "See the Great Khan!" The Daqing Mountain in the distance buzzed and echoed, and the roar of thousands of people was enough to change the color of the world! But the person standing in the middle of the gate didn't move.

His thin body was wrapped in a black cloak, making him look so lonely. His face was covered by the cloak, so he couldn't see his face clearly.But the calmness of standing quietly does not change because of the hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers and the majesty of the king. All of this shows that he is the commander-in-chief of the deserted city, and he also has enough strength to defeat the two attacks of Doro's barbarians. Altan Khan's face was not angry but majestic, staring at the man, as if trying to see his details from under the tightly covered cloak. The twelve tumd leaders also stared at the man together.

A little surprise floated in their hearts.Since ten years ago, no one has ever been so calm in front of Altan Khan. Staring at the black figure, they suddenly felt a burning pain in their throats. That is the taste of war. The black figure stood silent for a moment, then slowly walked towards Altan Khan. One step, two steps, three steps... The dull drum sound seemed to be an annotation for his movements. Every step he took seemed to be stepping on the hearts of hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers, making their blood boil slowly.They couldn't help staring closely at the figure of that person, it seemed that with the approach of that person, a tragic war was about to start.

Their bodies trembled slightly, feeling a burst of heat.Their palms began to dry out, and their throats throbbed with difficulty, as if they were thirsty for blood. All of this is just because of one person, a thin and slender figure who can't see his face clearly. How can this person, dare to come alone to fight against the killing array of a hundred thousand troops? Gently, the black figure stopped. He stood in the center of the twelve Tumet chiefs, only seven steps away from Altan Khan. This position is a dead end.The twelve Tumed leaders are all men of outstanding military exploits and unsurpassed bravery. If they attack together, few people in the world can escape completely.

What's more, it was here that the eyes of a hundred thousand elite soldiers were focused.Standing here, not only have to bear the pressure of the entire barracks, but also face Altan Khan. The only king on this grassland. The cloak remained motionless, as if staring at Aldakhan. Altan Khan suddenly discovered that his majesty like a lion could not convince him. I said that if Khan is a big green mountain, the black figure is Heihe.Although the Daqing Mountain is majestic and vast, it cannot stop the eternal flow of the Heihe River. I Dahan's eyes gradually turned cold. For the first time, such a strong desire rose from the bottom of his heart.

He originally wanted to recruit the commander of the deserted city to serve him.But now, he has only one thought. That is to kill him! kill him! He will drink from this man's head, the hottest liquor on the steppe! He wants to use this person's bones as a stick, and stab it into the pillar of the golden sweat tent, so that he will surrender forever! He wants to conquer this man! Even if all 100,000 elite soldiers are lost, he still wants to conquer this person! A salty desire rose in his heart, and he couldn't help feeling agitated! At this time, the man slowly raised his hand and took off the cloak.

One hundred thousand elite soldiers, the twelve Tumed leaders, and I Da Khan couldn't help but stop breathing at this moment. They wanted to see what the man who dared to enter the Mongolian barracks alone, face the Khan proudly, and lead the people of the deserted city against the Mongolian iron cavalry looked like! Is it thick-backed, or three-headed and six-armed? At this moment, there was silence in the big tent, only the muffled drums were still humming. Like a gust of breeze blowing, the cloak fell to the ground, and the black hair spread out with the wind, reflecting a slightly haggard hibiscus face.

The soldiers of the three armies couldn't help but blurted out an exclamation! This mysterious commander who resisted thousands of troops turned out to be a woman! The most surprising thing was I Da Khan. With a soft "snap", the desk he was sitting on was smashed into pieces by him, dust flying everywhere! However, this cannot describe the horror in his heart.Even if the Daqing Mountain was razed overnight and the water of the Black River suddenly stopped flowing, he might not be so surprised. He stared intently at the woman's face. It was a woman who defied his majesty and wiped out the iron army of Doro's barbarians twice?

It was this woman who actually led the people like ants in the deserted city and defeated his thousands of cavalry? How is this possible? His gaze turned into an eagle, grabbing the woman's face. This is a beautiful and peaceful face, with a touch of tiredness on it.Her hair fluttered, and her slightly haggard brows revealed the unique softness of Central Plains women. However, perhaps because of the baptism of the prairie wind and cloud, her softness was tinged with a bit of strength.She was wearing a water-red dress, which looked very shabby, but it had been carefully mended, neat, clean, and meticulous.

That touch of water red stood quietly among the twelve Tumets and thousands of elite soldiers, so abrupt, yet so peaceful. She frowned, revealing a touch of sadness, but she only cared about the suffering of the common people, and did not pay attention to the sword that was close at hand. This demeanor has convinced Altan Khan that she is the commander of the deserted city against his army. However, he still couldn't believe that it was such a gentle woman who defeated his army twice. He can accept that it is a hero, a hero, a man who is either cunning or deep, heroic or rough, but he cannot accept that it is a woman, especially such a weak woman. The same horror and suspicion appeared on the faces of everyone in the barracks.Among the twelve Tumed leaders, some even showed mocking expressions on their faces. Women can only flock with cattle and sheep. They have no power to restrain chickens, what can they do? If it wasn't for the presence of Altan Khan, they would have rushed forward, shouted loudly, and ordered her to go back to the deserted city, and another man would come out and answer. But I replied that my face was covered with sweat, and I just sat in the middle of the big tent, staring deeply at the woman's face, without saying a word. His face was cloudy and sunny, but there was a trace of solemnity. It was this trace of solemnity that reminded the leader of the Twelve Tumets that it was this woman who led the old and weak refugees who knew nothing and beat their elite soldiers to the ground. They couldn't help but put away their ridicule, and their faces became solemn. This woman is by no means simple. Could it be that she knows some witchcraft? Otherwise, how could her delicate and timid body make tens of thousands of refugees trust her so much?How can she lead them to defeat the Mongolian cavalry? For a moment, the camp was filled with stuffy silence, only the water-red skirt swayed slightly in the wind. After a long time, the woman smiled slightly and said: "It is rumored that I Dahan is invincible in the grassland with tigers and tigers. Seeing you today, I really deserve my reputation." Her voice is like a warbler twittering, extremely beautiful.Hearing it in I Dahan's ears, he felt a little uncomfortable. He snorted slightly, and said coldly: "My reputation is not affected by the compliments of the world. What's the purpose of your honor here?" The woman glanced at him silently, Al Da Khan's face was solemn, without any expression. ——Sure enough, he is a generation of heroes, even if he is facing a woman, he will never despise him in the slightest. The woman said: "The little girl led 20,000 people in the deserted city, and faced off against the Khan's 100,000 elite soldiers. After several days of besieging the city, the soldiers and horses were exhausted. In order to avoid unnecessary casualties on both sides, I came here alone. Please fight the Khan to decide." win or lose." A battle to determine the outcome? The army was approaching the city, and she and the refugees she led had been cornered, so what capital did she have to fight him one-on-one? Altan Khan sneered, and waved his finger at the organized army under the tent: "I can raze the deserted city to the ground with one order, so why should I fight you?" As soon as this remark came out, the twelve Tumed leaders couldn't help laughing. In their eyes, this proposal is indeed extremely ridiculous.They already had the upper hand, and they could turn this woman and the refugees she led into ashes with a single gesture, so why did they come to entangle her like this? The woman was not ashamed, but smiled and said: "I heard that on the grassland, the archery of the Great Khan is the best in the world. The little girl has practiced archery since she was a child, and has admired the name of the Great Khan for a long time. Today, she can see her true face, and her heroic skills are even more impressive. It is better than what I have heard, so I want to ask for advice, I don’t know if the Great Khan is willing to give me advice.” I Dahan looked at her coldly, a sneer rose in his heart Compete with me in archery?Didn't she know that when I was five years old, I was able to shoot through Yang with a hundred steps, and when I was eleven years old, I was known as the best in the world in archery?Mongols are good at riding and archery, and Altan Khan is the best among them. In terms of these two alone, even if he is a master of martial arts in the Central Plains, he is not his opponent. Naturally, he is not afraid of any challenge. Although he thought about it in his heart, his face remained calm: "If you win, what do you want?" He agreed so easily, which was somewhat beyond the woman's expectation. She was stunned for a moment before replying, "If I win, I want to ask the Great Khan to turn the deserted city into a free city." She continued in a gentle voice: "From now on, no Mongolian cavalry will ever enter the deserted city." Although he thought about it in his heart, his face remained calm: "If you win, what do you want?" He agreed so easily, which was somewhat beyond the woman's expectation. She was stunned for a moment before replying, "If I win, I want to ask the Great Khan to turn the deserted city into a free city." She continued in a gentle voice: "From now on, no Mongolian cavalry will ever enter the deserted city." I answered Khan without hesitation, and said, "Okay, I promise you." The woman said: "What if the sweat wins?" An Dahan looked up suddenly, when his eyes passed over the woman, there was a gleam of coldness in his eyes, but then he fell silent.The desolate sky is reflected in his eyes, he is like an eagle patrolling the world, thousands of miles of land are under his feet. He seemed to be speaking to the woman, and he seemed to be sighing softly: "I want the world." The woman was startled. An Dahan smiled proudly and said, "I am rich in the world, why can't I ask for anything?" He stood up proudly, with a stalwart figure like a lion, stepped over the broken table in front of him, and walked up to the woman: "I promise to compete with you, but I just want you to lose!" He said in a deep voice, "Arrows come!" The leader of the Twelve Tumets personally handed over the golden bow with the iron spine, and Altan Khan led the girl to the school field with strides. No matter where they are stationed, there will always be a flat area in the camp for training, which is a school field.And in the school grounds, there must be a place to practice archery, and Altan Khan is standing here. He watched the woman silently pick up a bow, suddenly smiled, and said: "Let's have an ice wolf death." As soon as this remark came out, the twelve Tumed leaders were shocked and said in unison: "Khan, no!" I Dahan ignored it completely, stared at the woman with both eyes, and asked lightly: "You, dare you?"