Hu Buhui thought for a moment, then understood. "General, you mean, Yujia wants to see what kind of medicinal powder is smeared on the horse's butt?"
Lin Wanrong nodded. With Yueya 'er's stubbornness, she would definitely find out what it was that could make her little horse jump. It was rather funny to think that she, as the Turkic Khan, wanted to personally investigate the horse's butt.
"So that's what happened." Gao Qiu laughed confidently. "Brother Lin, don't worry, the medicinal powder I gave you, the main ingredient is the milk of a sow in heat, and the other ingredients are the milk of a lactating goat, supplemented with several common spices and flowers. These are all inferior goods I bought from Xingqing Prefecture, and it is said that most of them are sold to the grasslands. The Hu people specially use it to breed mares. I was too embarrassed to take it out the first few times because it didn't have much of an effect on humans. At most, it would only cause a burst of heat. However, for cows, horses, mules, and the like, it worked every time. It was incredibly effective. I originally prepared it for brother Lin to interrogate the captives, but I did not use it. Hehe, what a pity, but the Hu people are lucky. This is a common thing on the grasslands, even if Yujia could identify it, it would not be of much use. "
Using this to interrogate captives?! What kind of interrogation method was that? Hu Buhui shuddered. Why did he feel that Old Gao's words had a hint of evil in them?
So it was used for stud horses, no wonder it was so powerful. Lin Wanrong laughed heartily, feeling a great pity in his heart. It was all made from pure milk, how could it be ruined by beasts?
The sky gradually darkened. The grasslands were in a state of confusion and drowsiness, and a few dim lights shone from the top of Kizil's city wall. The Hu people did not know how to make leather lanterns, so the city walls relied on torches for illumination. The cold night wind blew over, and the flames flickered. Not long after, most of the flames were extinguished, and the city walls were dark. The Turks seemed to be used to such a scene, and did not find it strange.
A horse galloped over and whispered a few words into Hu Bugui's ear. Old Hu nodded and said in a low voice, "General, Xu Zhen and the others have wrapped up the hooves of the horses. They will arrive at the designated location in two hours."
Lin Wanrong nodded and saw that there were few people entering the city. There weren't many people left. He waved his hand and shouted, "Kizil is right in front of us. Brothers, follow me! "
Nearly forty men and horses roared in unison, turned their horses around, and followed behind General Lin. Their horses galloped towards Kizil's city gate.
Step by step, the Hu royal court got closer and closer. The coarse faces of the patrolling Turks could be seen clearly in the dim light of the torches. Thinking back on the journey of life and death that they had spent over a month waiting for this moment, everyone instantly became excited. Lin Wanrong gripped the saddle tightly and calmed his fluctuating emotions.
The city walls of Kizil were made up of huge, unpolished stones. The edges and corners were protruding and uneven. From afar, it looked like a hedgehog with a shell. Those who were more agile could climb up the city walls step by step along the edges and corners of the stones.
Building castles was indeed not the specialty of the Turks. Standing under the rough city walls, Lin Wanrong let out a sigh.
"Stop, which tribe are you from?!" In front of the city gates, two Turk guards stopped Hu Bugui's horse and shouted.
"Us?!" Hu Bugui laughed heartily, waving the Earth Rhinoceros flag in his hand. "The Yuezhi tribe! Haven't you heard of it?! "
If it was before the sheep-catching competition, only a ghost would know what the Yuezhi tribe did. But now, the situation had completely changed. The news that the smallest Yuezhi tribe had won the sheep-catching competition had already spread throughout Kizil. Not only had they defeated the Right Prince, but they had also snatched away the beautiful and intelligent Golden Saber Great Khan. Their momentum was unparalleled. And the news that the Great Khan had taken the initiative to invite the mute warriors of the tribe to participate in the royal banquet spread like wildfire.
Seeing the Earth Rhinoceros flag in Hu Bugui's hand, which was a symbol of strength, the guard's expression immediately changed. He placed one hand on his chest and said respectfully, "Greetings to the bravest warriors of the grasslands, please enter the city!"
The feeling of being worshipped by the Turks was indeed different. Hu Bugui was overjoyed. He waved his hand and laughed, "Warriors, follow me!"
"Roar — —" The warriors behind him let out an earth-shattering roar, and along the slowly opening city gates, they uniformly galloped forward. At the same time, the scimitars in their hands drew out a silver light, like lightning that had suddenly descended, bright and dazzling, cold and fierce. The Turk guard felt a chill in his heart. As expected of the most powerful warriors of the grasslands, their aura was even greater than that of the Right Prince's tribe.
As soon as they stepped through the city gates, they heard bursts of cheers. Looking up, the wide streets in front of them were densely packed, with torches held high and crowds of people everywhere. The warriors who had entered the city earlier were surrounded before they could even take off their masks. The Turks carried bottles of horse milk wine, lit bonfires on the streets, and sang and danced around them. Whether they knew or did not know the Turks, they all joined in, and laughter and singing filled the air.
The Turk soldiers on duty on the city walls also turned around excitedly and sang along with the crowd. How did their lax appearance resemble the guards stationed in the capital region? Speaking of which, the Hu were not known for their discipline. Their ferocity and battle prowess were what made them fearsome.
On both sides of the streets, people were squeezed together, competing to see what was going on, singing and dancing happily, as though it was a festival.
Seeing such a scene for the first time, there was no need to mention how shocked they were. Lin Wanrong gave Hu Bugui a look, then gestured to the city gates behind him with his lips. Old Hu understood and waved his hand, and the thirty brothers behind him, along with Gao Qiu, disappeared into the crowd in twos and threes. Only a dozen or so people continued to follow them.
The structure of the Hu royal court was simpler and more direct than imagined. The long stone street beneath their feet was wide enough for six Turk horses to walk side by side. This was the only decent street in Kizil.
Both sides of the street were filled with shops, just like in China. But the Turk's construction skills were extremely poor, they did not have the concept of building bricks, tiles and mud. A few houses were built with broken wooden planks, crooked and crooked, and could be considered a shop. Most of the merchants set up tents on both sides of the street. Not only could they live in these tents, they could also do business, making it extremely convenient. There weren't many brick walls to be seen in the entire Kizil. Simple wooden houses and white tents could be seen everywhere. Humans and horses mixed together, and it was a complete mess. It couldn't even compare to a market in a small town in Dahua.
Hu Bugui walked beside Lin Wanrong. His lips curled in disdain. "With such a shabby appearance, they dare to call themselves a capital? They can't even compare to the government of our Ji Ning! The Hu boast a little too much! "
Lin Wanrong shook his head with a smile. "You can't compare them like that! The Turks started off as nomads, but later on, they began to live in groups. It was only in recent years that they began to learn from China and build their own cities. It took several generations of hard work, but for them to reach the standards of China in a single night is a little too much. Just the current state of affairs is already very impressive! "
"The Yue tribe!" A cry of alarm came from the street. Some Turk had recognized the banner in Hu Bugui's hands.
This shout was truly incredible. The street was instantly filled with commotion. Countless Turks surged over, surrounding Lin Wanrong and the ten or so cavalrymen behind him, fighting to catch a glimpse of them. The surroundings were filled with shouts in the Hu language. The young girls waved their little fists with all their might, their faces flushed red. Their crisp voices were extremely pleasing to the ears.
"Brother Hu, what are they shouting?!" Lin Wanrong whispered. He whispered.
"They're saying, 'Mute, I want to marry you!'" Old Hu chuckled as he translated.
General Lin felt a chill run down his spine and he quickly shrunk his neck. You haven't even seen me and you want to marry me? Turk women are even more valiant than men!
While he was in a daze, several bonfires had been lit on the ground. Dozens of excited young Turk girls dressed in the brightest of festive attire surrounded them hand in hand. She played the melodious Hu Jia and danced cheerfully. The light from the fire illuminated their youthful faces and exquisite figures, causing one to be immersed in their fiery passion.
Cheers rang out. It turned out to be a beautiful Turk girl. She bravely broke free, her face flushed red like a peach blossom. Twisting her slender waist, she sang and danced as she approached Lin Wanrong's horse.
This was the legendary 'Mute', the expert who snatched away the beautiful and intelligent Great Khan!!
Many of the Turks had already recognized the rider on the horse. In an instant, thunderous applause and cheers erupted as the crowd squeezed toward him. The young Turk girl was at the very front. Her face was bright red and her alluring figure swayed as she shyly glanced at the mute rider. Suddenly, she rushed forward and pressed her bright red face against the face of his horse.
The surrounding Hu were stunned for a moment before thunderous applause and screams could be heard. Even the guards on the city walls could not help but whistle and laugh strangely. The young girl's face instantly turned as red as a cherry. She shyly and expectantly glanced at the mute rider before turning around and galloping away.
"A beauty's favor. General, your subordinate congratulates you!" Old Hu chuckled.
Lin Wanrong curled his lips in confusion. "What beauty's favor? Where does happiness come from?!"
Hu Buhui said with a smile, "A Hu beauty throwing herself into my arms, isn't that happy? Although you are the lover chosen by the Great Khan and most women do not dare to marry you, but according to the customs of the Turks, if a woman voluntarily presses her head against the face of a warrior's warhorse, it means that she is willing to spend the night with the warrior. No one can stop her, not even the Khan. Even if you are the King's man, they can still snatch you away and spend the night with you. Of course, it is only for a night! "
This was the prototype of a one-night stand? Too valiant!! General Lin was dumbfounded. He hurriedly said, "Brother Hu, let's hurry. With the previous example, my kindling cannot be leaked!"
With the young girl in front leading the way, the beauties behind also followed suit and rushed toward the mute rider. General Lin hurriedly pulled on the reins and squeezed through the crowd. Old Hu laughed heartily.
The streets were bustling with activity. The aroma of wine and cheers filled the air. The Hu people's faces were red from drinking and even their dancing steps were a little messy. From afar, a corner of a magnificent palace could be vaguely seen. It was only two miles away from the city gates. Compared to the surrounding buildings, it was simply dazzling.
That was the imperial palace of the Turks. Lin Wanrong and Old Hu looked at each other and excitedly clasped their hands.
"Go away, go away — —" Among the cheering crowd in front of Yue Shi, several rough voices suddenly sounded. The crowd was forcefully parted by a group of armored Turk soldiers to create a narrow path. They were escorting two gorgeous and beautiful Turk girls as they slowly walked past. Looking at the direction, they were heading straight for them.
What's going on. Lin Wanrong was shocked and hurriedly signaled Hu Bugui with his eyes. Everyone silently tightened their grip on the machetes at their waist.
The Turk soldiers parted the crowd, allowing the two girls to walk to the side of the crowd. "Are you the Yue tribe?!"
"Yes." Hu Bugui proudly replied.
A sweet smile appeared on the girl's face. "Then, who is the famous mute warrior of the grasslands?!"
Mute warrior? That was a very famous name. Old Hu suppressed his laughter and hurriedly nudged the dumbfounded General Lin. "This, this is the famous mute warrior of the grasslands!!!"
"Ah — — ah — —" Mute gestured with his hands and feet, revealing his identity.
The girl nodded and bowed slightly. "Honorable warrior, you have already promised the Great Khan to attend the palace banquet. The banquet has already begun, why are you not here yet?!"
What they were saying, Mute could not understand a single word. He was anxious. Cold sweat trickled down his back. The two girls seemed to know that he could not understand, so they used hand gestures to ask again. Looking at their orderly manner, it seemed that someone had specially taught them. Old Hu also hid at the side and secretly signaled with his eyes.
The banquet has already begun?! Lin Wanrong was shocked and looked up. Sure enough, the Hu tribes in front were entering the palace in a single file, leaving only the tail outside. But the countless Turks had surrounded the Yue tribe in the middle, making it impossible for them to advance.
"We are the followers of the Great Khan, the honorable Golden Blade Khan sent us to pick you up." Seeing Mute looking around anxiously and at a loss, the two Turk girls hurriedly comforted him. "The Khan said that you are a warrior, there will definitely be many people who have designs on you and want to take the opportunity to touch you. But, as a warrior, you must not be tempted. If anyone dares to bully you, tell the Khan, the Great Khan will definitely not let them off! "
Yue Ya 'er sent people to pick me up? And even warned me to resist the temptation? What the hell was going on? He shook his head helplessly, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
The girls pointed at the surrounding crowd and said loudly, "Speak, did they bully you?! Don't be afraid, the Great Khan will stand up for you! "
Mute hurriedly waved his hands, feeling weak inside. The Great Khan will stand up for me? What kind of world is this, where women are stronger than men! Seeing that the mute warrior did not seem to be bullied, the two Turk girls nodded in satisfaction. One of them clapped her hands lightly, and a melodious' ding 'sound of wind chimes was heard.
From afar, a pink gauze carriage with a high gauze curtain suddenly appeared. The gauze carriage was carried by eight Turk warriors. The pink gauze was like an ethereal cloud, swaying in the wind.
Through the gentle gauze, the soft red mattress and golden brocade quilt could be faintly seen, as well as a faint fragrance. Wherever the gauze carriage passed, a path automatically opened up. All the Hu people lowered their eyes and bowed respectfully with their hands on their chests.
What is this?! Seeing the eight Turks carrying the beautiful tall sedan heading towards them, Lin Wanrong could not help but be surprised.
When the carriage was properly placed, one side was lowered, forming a narrow path. The two Turk girls bowed at the same time and said softly, "By the order of the Great Khan, may the mute warrior please board the carriage!"
Board the carriage?! This time, without Old Hu's secret signal, just by looking at the girls' movements, he understood what they were talking about. Mute was so shocked that his face turned pale. This sedan is here to pick me up? It can't be, such a pink curtain, how can a man sit in it? Won't people become a laughing stock if word of this gets out?
"May the warrior board the carriage!" Without waiting for him to hesitate, the two girls urged at the same time. One of them even lifted the fluttering pink gauze curtain and bowed, waiting for him to take the seat. The surrounding men and women all looked at him with envious eyes.
The arrow was already nocked, it had to be released. Mute gritted his teeth and gave Old Hu a signal with his eyes, then slowly walked towards the carriage.
The moment he stepped in, the girl lowered the pink curtain. The eight Turk men used their strength at the same time to lift his body. The silk carriage was lifted high and slowly moved towards the Turkic palace. Hu Bugui hurriedly led the crowd to follow.
Landing on the soft and elegant mattress, a faint fragrance assailed his nostrils. The silk was like the skin of jade, smooth and soft.
Looking at the fluttering pink gauze curtain, he looked left and right, thinking back and forth. Suddenly, he let out a cry and his expression changed. "Oh no, could it be that the crescent moon is going to pamper me?!"
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