Chapter 51 Red Horse and White Tiger

Fang Jie looked at Wanyan Chongde, hesitated for a moment and couldn't help but ask the curiosity in his heart. He raised his hand and gestured on his forehead, and then asked nervously: "Brother Wanyan, why do you men from the Northern Liao tribe keep their hair like this?"

Perhaps he realized that it was impolite for him to ask this question, so he smiled awkwardly.

Wanyan Chongde didn't care at all. He stroked his bare forehead a few times and said, "This is a way for our men in Northern Liao to show their courage and perseverance. I told you that the 100,000 mountains in Northern Liao are the coldest and most painful places in the world. In order to show that our ancestors in Northern Liao were all shaved off all their hair on their foreheads in order to show their courage to not fear the cold."

He smiled and said, "There is another reason... If your hair is too long, it will block your vision. The northern Liao area is too cold and bitter to cultivate. Therefore, if you want to live, we can only keep hunting in the 100,000 mountains. If your hair is too long, it will affect your archery, which will make you look cleaner and more neat."

Fang Jie nodded in a daze, thinking that the nation in his previous life also had the same hairstyle as the people of Northern Liao for this reason?

"Brother Fang, what trouble are you in?"

Wanyan Chongde asked curiously.

Fang Jie sighed and said, "To be honest, I am a candidate who was recommended by Fan Gu to take the exam this year to the Imperial Capital Martial Arts Academy. But on the way, I met a group of former enemies. I have never been safe since Fan Gu left for the past period and spent almost every day being ambushed and trembling. I am just afraid that if I continue like this, I will be killed by those enemies if I can't reach the Imperial Capital. So I want to ask Brother Wanyan to give me three good horses so that I can get rid of those enemies."

"Where did the enemy come from so bold?"

Wanyan Chongde said in surprise: "The law in the Great Sui Dynasty governs the world. How could the government allow criminals to commit crimes like this? Besides, you are still a candidate who went to the Martial Arts Academy to take the exam. Your identity is so special. Just go to the government along the way and the government will also send someone to protect it."

Fang Jie sighed: "Those people are masters who come and go without a trace. Even if the government is willing to send someone to protect me, it will only increase casualties. This is my private matter. How can others sacrifice their lives in vain to protect me? I can't do such a thing, so I'd better be more careful. If Brother Wanyan is in a dilemma, I won't meet you today."

He got up, hugged and said, "We'll have a date later."

Before Wanyan Chongde could speak, the woman in Northern Liao immediately said, "Why should Fang Zhizhe be polite? We Northern Liao people value the most kindness and friendship. Fang Zhizhe saved our envoy when he was in Fan Gu. This is because of the kindness to our Northern Liao. Since that is the case, how can we feel sorry for a few horses?"

She smiled and said, "What's more, what we Northern Liao people lack the most is a good horse that travels thousands of miles a day."

Wanyan Chongde opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything else. He glared at the woman quietly and quickly echoed: "What he said is that Brother Fang is too dissatisfied. Isn't it just three horses? You can choose it yourself, and you can take away whatever you choose."

Fang Jie was waiting for this sentence, so how could he be polite? He turned around and waved, and Daju and Mu Xiaoyao immediately came out of the reed marsh behind. Fang Jie held his fist and bowed deeply to Wanyan Chongde: "I will repay you for saving my life today in the future. Brother Wanyan, if you go to the Great Sui Dynasty again in the future, as long as Fang does not die, you can come to me anytime and anywhere if you have any difficulties."

He didn't choose either, and casually led a horse and turned over: "Brother Wanyan, there is another thing you should remember. After returning to the 100,000 mountains, all the troops should not be too obvious. If you enter the Great Sui Dynasty, you may have been aware of the people from the Mongolian Yuan. If you are not careful, you may be noticed by the Mongolian Yuan people. Even if the Great Sui Dynasty is willing to send troops to help, you will travel thousands of miles. When the Great Sui Dynasty arrives, your tribe will probably have already suffered a catastrophe."

"You can ask your Khan from Northern Liao to personally write a letter and send someone to the gold tent of the Mongol Empire. Don't say anything about loyalty, just say that the labor service is too heavy and the people of Northern Liao are overwhelmed. Please ask the Khan of the Mongol Empire to reduce some of the tax tribute."

Wanyan Chongde said in surprise: "In this way, isn't it equivalent to telling Brother Meng that we are going to rebel against the Mongol Yuan?"

"Won't"

Fang Jie smiled calmly and said, "Just do what I said. As long as Brother Meng is not pinched by the door panel and becomes an idiot, he will never be suspicious, but will put his guard against you Bei Liao people."

At this time, Daju and Mu Xiaoyao also came over and each led a horse. After holding a fist at Wanyan Chongde and thanked him, he got on the horse and arrived beside Fang Jie.

The Northern Liao woman looked at Fang Jie, and a different kind of charm flashed in her beautiful eyes. She had never seen the indifferent and confident like a boy in any man from the Northern Liao clan. Although he didn't say much, her confident look made her feel that her heartbeat was a little faster.

The Northern Liao clan has never lacked warriors, but he is so young and wise, he really can't find anyone who is so wise. She has followed the Khan of the Northern Liao clan Wanyan to deal with tribe affairs since she was a child, so she naturally knows how important wisdom is to a man. In her opinion, the youth's style can even be compared with Mr. Shuiyue in the clan.

Although, the wet boy looked a little embarrassed.

"Thank you brother Fang for your advice!"

Wanyan Chongde clasped his fists and wanted to say something else, but saw Fang Jie turn away. He looked at the three people leaving and sighed, turned to look at the Beiliao woman beside him and blamed him: "Qing'er, you can't be so careless next time. I'll only meet him once. What kind of trouble will he cause if he causes..."

"You are timid!"

The woman called Qing'er gave him a blank look and turned around and walked to the side.

Wanyan Chongde seemed to have no choice but to treat the woman, but just smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Fang is not honest. Who knows if he offended some famous families of the Sui Dynasty, or was simply hunted by the government? We helped him rashly, if we messed with someone we couldn't mess with, it would be of no benefit to the major events in our northern Liao area."

"I don't care about this."

Qing'er looked at Fang Jie's disappearance and said seriously: "I only know that Father Khan has told his brother since he was a child that the men of our Northern Liao clan should be grateful and not to be sorry to their friends. Fang Zhizhe helped you in Fan Gu. He just said that the plan of the Sui court was revealed in another sentence, and also helped to find a way to prevent the people of the Mongol Empire from doubting us. What's wrong with giving him three horses? If you don't even help with this little bit of fun, how can you be worthy of Father Khan's teaching?"

"I can't tell you! Just don't feel sorry for yourself... He took away your fire!"

Qing'er pouted and said, "The fire is rippling. At worst, you can ask for a good horse from your father Khan. We lack everything in the Northern Liao area, but we don't lack BMWs and horses! I'm just a little worried... they can't ride the cold cavalry in our Northern Liao area."

Wanyan Chongde said annoyedly: "If you do what you want... we can't delay, leave immediately and leave as soon as possible."

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Fang Jie rode his horse and was racing, and he had to exclaim in his heart. The horse produced in the 100,000 mountains in the Northern Liao Dynasty seemed to be stronger than the good horses on the grassland. He sat down the red war horse by himself, as fast as a gust of wind.

Not only is it amazingly fast, but it is actually like a psychic. Only then can he have some thoughts, and it can always react immediately. Whether it is leaping or stopping suddenly, he actually feels like an arm and finger. Fang Jie knows that all the horses must be tamed, and the horse he is riding now has such a strong body and a speed of electricity, it must be not an ordinary horse. But if it is a BMW with a strong nature like fire, how could it be so docile?

He couldn't figure it out, so he became even more curious.

When I was watching TV in my previous life, I talked about a good horse that must be as violent as a tiger. People without great perseverance and ability cannot be easily tamed. But this horse that runs like a large ball of burning fire completely subverts the inherent concepts in his mind.

Not only his war horse, but also the war horses that Dadu and Mu Xiaoyao ride. They didn't have any resistance to the new owner at all. They were as gentle as not a horse but a kitten.

What made Fang Jie feel most incredible was that the horse he chose casually seemed to be no ordinary among the war horses of the Northern Liao people. After running less than five miles, he threw Daju and Mu Xiaoyao far behind him. If he hadn't deliberately controlled and slowed down later, he would have been afraid that Daju and the others would not even be able to see their backs for half a time.

"The good horses in the Northern Liao area are indeed extraordinary!"

After Fang Jiefang slowed down, the big dog caught up and couldn't help but sigh. He and Mu Xiaoyao sat down with snow-white war horses, and when they ran, they were like a cloud floating on the ground. In contrast, Fang Jie's horse looked even more dazzling. The horse's mane was very long, and when it ran, it was like a ball of flame rising.

"but……"

Mu Xiaoyao frowned and said, "Do you feel that the horse is carrying a chill?"

You should know that Mu Xiaoyao was in such a cold place as Fan Gu, and she was wearing only a thin red dress all day long. She felt the chill, which shows that the war horses in the Northern Liao Dynasty were indeed a bit strange.

"really!"

Fang Jie nodded and said, "And this chill seems to be able to penetrate into people's bones."

The big dog hesitated and said, "Is it because the northern Liao Dynasty is too cold?"

"Don't care about him!"

Fang Jie smiled and said, "As long as you adapt, I like this horse more and more!"

While they were talking, they turned from the small road to the Guandao and rushed to the southeast. But unexpectedly, Mu Xiaoyao's face became solemn not long after he got on the official road.

"There are many experts ahead, and they should have blocked the official road."

She looked at Fang Jie and was about to ask him what to do. She suddenly frowned again: "Someone is coming from behind."

"Can you feel the strength of the person blocking ahead?"

Fang answered the question.

Mu Xiaoyao held the war horse and closed his eyes. Big Dog and Fang Jie stopped and did not dare to disturb her. Five minutes later, Mu Xiaoyao slowly opened his eyes and said, "The people on both sides are within three miles of us. Among the people who sealed the official road in front, there seems to be no strong people, and there are a few third and fourth graders. There are many masters behind us who cannot handle it."

"Then just rush forward!"

Fang Jie bit and cursed: "Even if I want to die, I will die at the gate of the Martial Arts Academy!"

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In a small village about a thousand miles away from Fenglin Ferry, several old men who were sitting under a big tree at the entrance of the village who had nothing to do and chatted suddenly found someone coming from a distance. He was a strange face, alone. The man looked about twenty years old, wearing a moon-white scholar's robe. When he walked, the white robe floated. The long hair behind him was gently blown up by the wind. He looked like he was full of elegance.

These old men who have lived in their sixties or seventies have never seen a man who can be so beautiful. Not only is he beautiful, but he also does not seem to have a little bit of human spirit.

His figure and face are perfect.

Every move is extremely elegant.

"How many old men, how far is it to Fenglin Ferry?"

The young man walked to the old men and asked politely.

"Fenglin Ferry? Is the ferry that Xiangcheng goes to Hedong County?"

An old man asked.

The young man nodded.

The old man thought for a while and said, "It's probably going to be thousands of miles long. I haven't been there before, so I can't say it."

The young master in white asked in a gentle tone: "Then, am I not going wrong in the direction of this trip?"

"No! The direction is right."

When the young master heard the old man's affirmative answer, he smiled and thanked him again. He turned around and walked back to the official road, stretched out his hand and waved. Suddenly, a snow-white tiger that was bigger than a cow jumped out of the grass on the side of the road, and a roar was roaring towards the direction where the old man was. The tiger's limbs were thick and large, with wide shoulders and thin waists, and its tail looked as long as a person, especially the word "Wang" on his forehead, which was actually a bloody color.

This tiger roar scared the old men to the point of collapse.

"Subduing the demon, don't mess around."
Chapter completed!