A burst of light footsteps broke the tranquility of the lakeside. Abaoji's sister trotted over and whispered something to Huyan Guanyin. Hsu Fengnian, who had studied the Mang language, knew that the ewe were about to give birth, and Huyan Guanyin should be an expert in delivering lambs. They went to the sheep pen together and quietly watched her deliver the lambs in an orderly manner. After the job was done, she stroked a lock of hair on her temples and smiled. Because of the migration, most of the sheep in the tribe were thin and weak. It was not easy for them to survive the harsh winter. Therefore, delivering lambs became the most important thing after they set up camp. Abaoji, who was strong and strong, could not hold himself back. He chased around the sheep pen, and finally, like a hungry tiger pouncing on a sheep, he caught a small lamb, grabbed it by its hind legs, stood up, picked it up, and danced around wildly. He was so domineering that even Hsu Fengnian was stunned. The little guy's sister reprimanded him with her hands on her hips. If she could not reason with him, she would pull his ear. After the little guy let go, the sister went to catch another lamb. During the process, she was kicked countless times and was covered in mud and dung. It was not until Huyan Guanyin, who was free, gently persuaded her that she let go of the poor lambs in the pen. Ah Baoji was unwilling to take a bath. Even Huyan Guanyin could not persuade him otherwise. Xu Fengnian grabbed the naughty little brat by the collar and threw him into the water when they reached the lakeside. The little brat was not angry. He just swam in the lake happily.
For the next two days, Hsu Fengnian coldly observed the tedious work of this small tribe. Regardless of whether they were male or female, old or young, their division of labor was clear. They were not allowed to be lazy. Herding livestock, milking cows, digging wells, shearing fur, tanning leather, gathering dung, and weaving hemp. As long as they had enough strength, they would never be able to finish their work. Hsu Fengnian did not interfere and only silently calculated the land cost of a herdsman or a control flux warrior. After conversing with Huyan Guanyin, he learned that in the previous generation, there had been a few members of the Beimang Imperial Court's Qie Xue Army who had been exempted from many miscellaneous taxes. Otherwise, with the tribe's manpower and resources, they would have to hunt large wild animals or even raid other tribes to survive. However, these two matters were too risky. If they were not careful, the tribe would be annihilated. Every day, there would be small tribes of this scale in the prairie that declined or were annexed by other tribes. They migrated here and luckily managed to occupy a piece of the lake. They could only hope that the local government would be lenient and that the neighboring tribes were weak. During this time, Hsu Fengnian had a secret discussion with the old chief. After that, Huyan Guanyin finally put on a rough face, which broadened the horizons of the herdsman of the tribe. They increasingly viewed Hsu Fengnian as a strange character who had reincarnated from a Bodhisattva. On the third day, at noon, Hsu Fengnian, who was meditating by the lakeside, looked toward the north. They had finally arrived. However, compared to what he had expected, this time, it was much larger.
The owner of this pasture, Titi Qu Cha 'er, was sitting high on a tall horse. This Titi Qu Cha' er was in the prime of his life. He had a robust body and was dressed in wolf skin clothing. The hair near his ears and in front of his forehead was shaved, and two braids were tied behind his ears. A large falcon was perched on his shoulder. Qu Cha 'er waved his hand, and a hundred or so riders behind him rushed out with strange cries. They galloped wildly around the campsite. This was not considered a terrifying method. What was more frightening was that there were two cages beside Qu Cha' er. Each of the cages held a golden cheetah and a fierce tiger captured from the two Liao's side. The two fierce beasts that were originally curled up and dozing seemed to have smelled the scent of blood. They suddenly stood up in their cages and roared. Their sharp claws slammed against the iron bars as if they were about to devour someone. The chief, Huyan Anbao, who had migrated thousands of miles away, led the members of the tribe and gathered together in fear. They did not bring any weapons and did not dare to show any signs of resistance. Migrating across the border was originally a wrong thing to do. If it was not for the fact that the tribe did not have any valuable treasures, Huyan Anbao would have personally gone to offer incense to this new Titi Qu Cha 'er who would control the life and death of the entire tribe in the future. Hsu Fengnian and Huyan Guanyin did not walk out of the tent. There was still an indignant Abaoji hiding beside them. He looked at the arrogant Titi Qu Cha's personal guard through the gap, but in the end, his gaze stopped at the man who looked like a master and servant beside Titi Qu Cha. The young man was wearing a fox fur hat and had a sword at his waist. Unlike the knights, he sat cross-legged on the back of a horse and looked at them with a cold expression. The old man in the brocade robe had restrained his spirit. Although Hsu Fengnian had restrained his prying gaze at the first moment, perhaps because Huyan Guanyin had revealed some clues, the old man felt that something was amiss. He looked straight at them with a cold gaze.
The cavalrymen narrowed the encirclement, completely not giving Huyan Anbao a chance to get close to Titi Qu Cha.
Every autumn, when the Empress personally came to the Beimang Palace for a large-scale hunt, it was the same. However, it was even more spectacular. Just chasing the prey from the periphery required tens of thousands of soldiers and took two months. The soldiers were orderly and advanced slowly. The imperial Qie Xue Army was in charge of supervising the troops. The formation followed the established route strictly. If there was a slight deviation, they would be dragged away and beaten. If the prey escaped the encirclement during this period, the Decurion would be beheaded on the spot, the Centurion would be stripped of his official position, and the Chiliarch would be demoted by one rank. When the hunting circle finally narrowed to a distance of two to three square meters between the soldiers, ropes were tied together and blankets were covered. At this time, there were countless wild beasts in the circle. Lions and donkeys were in the same place, cows and horses collided with each other, and jackals, wolves, foxes, and rabbits were squeezed together. What followed next was a feast of slaughter where the rank of nobility would decrease in order to enter.
Qu Cha 'er gently shook her shoulders, and the great falcon flapped its wings and flew into the sky. Then, this Titi Qu Cha smiled cruelly and clapped her hands. When the cavalrymen opened a gap in the hunting circle, a few spiky beast-slaves who were not fully clothed immediately opened the cage and led out the restless howling tigers and leopards. Releasing the reins, the wild and untamed leopard and tiger rushed out side by side and skillfully pounced on the herdsmen in the circle. When the tigers and leopards ran, their slender, dynamic, and strong bodies were especially prominent. This meant that once they came into contact with the herdsmen, it would be an incomparably bloody tearing. The distance of a hundred steps was covered in an instant.
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