It Starts With A Mountain

Chapter 604

Ye Yuanhuo slashed Jin Dao with one knife, Jin Dao's body fell to the ground, and his body became two pieces. In Ye Yuanhuo's heart, it seemed that something solid was knocked into pieces.

When he turned around, the outcome of the battle had already been decided. Almost all eyes fell on him, not only the men of his own side, but also the soldiers of the enemy. Thousands of people looked at themselves with fear, apprehension, and admiration in their eyes.

Not everyone has the courage to face tens of thousands of eyes. Whether these people want to follow you or kill you, it can bring a lot of pressure to people.

Ye Yuanhuo raised the knife, blood still dripping from the blade.

king.

I don't know who shouted, a stone stirred up a thousand waves, and then there were countless shouts. Countless mouths, countless hearts chanted the same word.

king.

After all, this battle was not a life-and-death battle for the dead, and it was also the Rong who defeated Jin Wen. The Rong tribes fought each other, and many of Jin Wen's men were slaves captured from other tribes, and this was not the first time such a thing had happened. After Jin Dao died, they would become slaves to the wildfire. And no one will take a knife and seek revenge for Jin Wen.

There was a lot of noise in this battle, and many tribes on the grassland were talking about it. Before the war, probably no one could have imagined that Nohara Huo could defeat Jin Dao and replace him. This name finally entered the eyes of everyone, and at the same time, everyone was also a little worried. I'm worried about the changes that will happen to the grasslands next.

Some tribes that originally belonged to the northern barbarian tribe have expressed their willingness to surrender to Ye Yuanhuo. As for those who were unwilling to surrender, they were also subdued after Ye Yuanhuo used his thunder tactics.

After some turmoil, he became the new king.

On this day, the sun came out on the grassland, but there was no warmth. A red horse was walking on the grassland. The young man on the horse's back was wrapped in a big robe and a tattered felt hat was buckled on his head. He was walking alone on the grassland.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, a tent appeared by the river ahead. A woman broke the ice and drew water from the river.

The young man's horse stopped as it approached the tent, the woman raised her head, and the two stood on the river, the other on the horse, staring at each other.

Is the guest from afar? The woman warmed the mare's milk and held it in front of the young man. The Rong people are always hospitable, and this young man inexplicably gave the woman a warm and familiar feeling.

It's not too far. I lived nearby when I was a child.

The two children ran out of the tent, hugging the woman's legs, shouting Mom, Mom, the woman lowered her head and rubbed their heads lovingly.

The young man also looked down at the appearance of the child, the brim of his hat was very low, but he couldn't see the expression on his face clearly. The woman drove the two children aside and said, Where are the guests going?

The young man was startled and avoided the woman's gaze. The woman is also a little strange. It is not difficult to answer such a simple question, why does he look like this. However, the woman did not understand the origin of the young man's mind. The Rong family lived by the water, and often encountered homeless people who traveled backwards.

If possible, always give each other a bowl of kumiss, gossip, and say something. After separation, there is still their own way to go, and maybe they will never meet again in this lifetime.

The young man raised his head and asked a question that seemed to have been on his mind for a long time: Why can't I see your man?

Oh, he went hunting with his dog. When winter comes, he has to rely on this to make a living. The woman sighed, her voice a little sad: There is always a war, it's not bad for those of us who are alive, my man is brave. Small, these years are considered to have survived.

After all, his eyes still fell on the woman's face. Because of the wind and the sun all year round, her cheeks had a kind of red that is common in grasslands. In fact, if you look closely, you are not very old, but working day and night, the skin has become chapped. Appears to be older than your actual age.

Looking at her appearance, she also knew that life was not going well. It is not uncommon for men on the grasslands to grab three or four women as slaves if they have the skills.

He sat for a while, as if he wanted to say a lot, but felt that he shouldn't say a word. Finally shook his head and pushed the bowl over.

Thank you for the wine.

He stood up, whipped up his whip and prepared to leave. The woman raised her head to look at him, and it was only when he was about to leave that she kept asking the confusion in her heart.

The guest looks like a person.

Oh, you remember him, who is he?

The woman shook her head with a wry smile, and said in a hoarse voice, That was a long time ago, in fact, I can't remember what he looked like. I occasionally dreamed about it, and I remember how he talked and ate, but I couldn't see clearly. .

The young man asked in a dry voice, That... is he okay?

Dead. The woman's eyes were already a little red, and she shook her head: I've been dead for a long time, and I left nothing. Now, I'm afraid no one remembers him.

If you remember...for him, it should be enough.

The young man uttered the last words, turned and jumped onto the red horse. He didn't dare to stop any longer, he slapped his horse into the distance, and kept running far away until the figure disappeared into the horizon.

The night gradually darkened, and the sun refused to leave even the light and heat of the sun to the world. Ye Yuanhuo was sitting on a grassy slope with only weeds beside him, and the red horse bored on the grass roots.

At this moment, his figure looks thin and fragile, without the slightest momentum of the new king's decisive killing. In the eyes of many people, such as Zhong Mushan, the Yeyuan Fire is a fire that ignites on the grassland, and he is like a god of war on the battlefield. Invincible in attack, invincible in battle. Moreover, he will continue to win until the fire spreads all over the world.

However, Ye Yuanhuo knew that he was not a god of war, and he would not be invincible. Under that indifferent shell, he was just a lone ghost who walked out of Qingniu Mountain.

The moment he walked out of the valley full of corpses, it meant that he was going to be cut with a knife. Some things are no longer important, and some people have to let go.

Of course, this sentence is just talk. People are not plants, and they can be ruthless. Although it is said that the king is ruthless, at least the current wildfire cannot do it.

Ulihan

The three characters are expressed in imperial language, which is the pearl on the grassland. I haven't seen this pearl for many years, but there are only a handful of days when I really forget her.

For these three words, he could sacrifice his own life. Of course, he is no longer the weak and powerless he used to be. He now has a lot of people and can do a lot of things.

However, he found himself unable to do anything for her.