Chapter 517: Mongolia's survival rules

Outside the tent, Uenqi did not ride a horse and walked towards the valley. Zhang Haotian followed him and remembered something and said, "Uncle Uenqi, outside of me, I saw a tattoo exactly the same as the one except for the color. What's going on? Isn't it said that the tattoos in the Tatarot tribe are different from those in me?"

Uenqi said: "In the Mongolian rule, only the direct royal family must have the logo of the tribe. Even the side branches can be left without the logo, let alone those ordinary people. However, since the death of the prince and the eldest princess, I have slowly gathered some of the people of the Tatarot tribe who escaped after the chaos when Badatota City was breached. Except for women, all men, young and old, have carved the same logo as you. Before the blood feud of the Tatarot tribe was avenged, such a logo will always follow us."

Listening to Uenqi's old voice becoming louder and louder, Zhang Haotian turned his head and said, "Uncle Uenqi, didn't my mother ask you and Asgen to take me to China to find my grandfather? Why did you disperse?"

Uenqi sighed and said, "Although we broke through the back mountain, we were still bitten by the people of the three royal families. The situation was very dangerous at that time. In order to ensure that you can reach China smoothly, I and Asgen discussed that I and most of the people would attract the pursuers behind me. Asgen took you around the desert and headed towards China. This goal was small and not easy to be discovered. Moreover, Asgen is also a famous warrior in our tribe, but unexpectedly, he did not come back with you."

Zhang Haotian understood that something must have happened to Asgen, who took him to China. A scene even appeared in his mind. A Mongolian man with a tough figure and changed into Han costumes was holding a child and shuttled through a small county in northern China. Behind, a group of men were chasing him tightly. The Mongolian man in front knew that he could not get rid of it. When he passed by a garbage dump, he hid the child and wanted to wait until he escaped before searching. However, this wish was not realized. There were only two possibilities: one was that Asgen had been killed, and the other was that his adoptive father Zhang Shizhong happened to appear at that time and took him away. Among these two possibilities, the first possibility was the greatest.

Thinking that Asgen was mostly dead in a foreign land for himself, Zhang Haotian felt sad, but in his heart, the burning fire of hatred became stronger and stronger.

Walking forward, about two hundred meters, he immediately saw a large tomb that was two people tall on an open space, and a tombstone standing in front of the tomb had Mongolian characters written on it, undoubtedly, it was the tomb of his parents' joint burial.

Looking at the tomb, two lines of hot tears slid down Zhang Haotian's cheeks, walked over silently, and stood in front of the tombstone.

Uenqi covered his chest with his hands and bowed deeply, then stood up and said, "Arden buried the remains of the prince and the princess under the hill where they died, and did not erect a monument. I grabbed the five people who participated in that battle at that time and kept torturing them, and finally confirmed that the place would be dug out again. Sure enough, the princess... When the princess died, he hugged the prince's waist tightly..."

Speaking of this, he was full of tears for a moment, but at this moment, Zhang Haotian knelt down to the grave and knelt down straight. His tears also flowed down his cheeks, "A man doesn't cry easily, but he hasn't reached the sad place." He could no longer remember when he had shed tears, but now, he couldn't stop, and he felt that what he shed was not tears, but blood, blood, silent blood and tears.

At this moment, in his heart, he was crying and shouting "Dad, Mom", and calling these two nouns thousands of times. Although Zhang Shizhong was his adoptive father, there was no feeling of blood fusion. But kneeling here, although he knew that only two corpses were lying in the grave, there seemed to be something connecting life and death, the emotions between the world and heaven, and he seemed to feel his father's contemplation and his mother's caress for him.

Zhang Haotian just knelt down like this, but for a long time, he didn't get up.

Uenqi has been with him all the time, but seeing that he had not stood for almost an hour, he became worried, so he came over and bowed and said, "Little Prince, don't be too sad and ruin your body. Our Tatarot tribe is still counting on you to rise again, and the revenge between your father and all the tribe members is still waiting for you to hate."

Zhang Haotian was indeed immersed in endless sadness, but Wu Enqi's words ignited the flames of his soul. He gritted his teeth, bowed down, and kowtowed nine times to his parents' tomb until his forehead was red and swollen. Then he got up, and kneeled down to Wu Enqi and bowed to him.

Seeing this, Wu Enqi quickly knelt down and bowed to Zhang Haotian and said, "Little Prince, what are you doing? You can't do it. I am just a servant of the Tatarot family. How could the master kneel down to the servant? Do you want me to live a long life?"

Zhang Haotian ignored his words and bowed three times before he stood up with him, saying, "Uncle Wuenqi, I pay homage to you. Thank you for burying my parents well, and thank you for keeping the Tatarot tribe for so many years."

Hearing this, Wu Enqi kept shook his head and said, "It is my responsibility to bury the master. Although the Tatarot tribe is temporarily led by me, I am incompetent. The tribe's situation is already very dangerous. Little Prince, if you don't come back, maybe the Tatarot tribe will be completely finished."

Wu Enqi's words made Zhang Haotian gradually calm down. Seeing two stones beside him, he pulled him down and stared at him and said, "Uncle Wu Enqi, how many people are there in our Tatarot tribe now?"

Wu Enqi said: "There are more than 2,600 people, but there are seven hundred women over 60 years old, four hundred women, nine hundred children under 16 years old, and only six hundred men who can fight. Aldon was very cunning. He entered the desert several times and surrounded us. He was dragged down by the guerrilla tactics in Chinese books brought to me by the great princess, and they lost their troops and generals. Five years ago, they never entered the desert again, but they strengthened their guard. We had no way to grow food here, nor could we grazed cattle and sheep, so we had to go out to plunder, but it was more expensive than the cost of paying once and for another year. This situation lasted for another year. The strong men from the Tatarot tribe, who were eighteen to fifty years old, would be consumed and could no longer cope with their attacks."

Aldunny ordered all tribes to defend strictly. Zhang Haotian also heard Garu say that he regretted his own tribe members when he had killed his tribe members in the Dag clan, but thought of the cruelty of the man who killed the baby, and said, "Uncle Uenqi, don't you restrain the people in the tribe from going out to rob and not hurt civilians? Especially those children, when I passed by the Dag clan, I saw a man who had fallen to death a month old baby, and I couldn't help but kill him."

Wu Enqi stared at him, but his face became more and more serious, and said, "Little Prince, there are many Chinese books in the Great Princess. I have borrowed them all to read. I know the education of the Han people. They talk about benevolence and kindness, and they are not in conflict with others. But in our Mongolian, this is definitely not the case. Let me tell you, although Aldunleng killed your parents and slaughtered our tribe members, in our Mongolian survival rules, he did not have much mistakes in doing this."

Zhang Haotian gritted his teeth and said, "What, you said there is nothing wrong with Aldun doing this?"

Wu Enqi nodded with certainty and said, "I don't know what you have learned from the Han people, but since you have come to Mongolia and returned to the Tatarot tribe, I must teach you what a real tough guy is and how to survive in it."

Speaking of this, he paused and stared at Zhang Haotian's face and said, "Prince Aldunling and Prince Hadan Zhaorige are covered with the blood of the Saint Ancestor Khan. They are very close brothers in terms of seniority. They have also grown up together since childhood and have had flesh and blood. But do you know that the Saint Ancestor Khan has also done such a thing. When he was very young, in order to steal a fish, he shot his own brother with his own hands. This is also the first time he killed, and his sworn brother has grass.

Jamuha, known as the eagle, also died in his hands. His words often say, "Suppress the rebels, defeat the enemy, eliminate them at the roots, and seize all of them; make their married women cry and cry; ride the smooth horses of their backs; use their beautiful concubines' abdomen as pajamas and mats, stare at their rose cheeks and kiss, suck their nipples and sweet lips, which is the greatest pleasure for men."

Zhang Haotian listened silently. He was not unaware of Genghis Khan's iron-blooded methods, but this was undoubtedly different from his current moral concept. What he shed was the blood of China and Mongolia, and the two cultures would also collide and stir in his body.

Seeing Zhang Haotian silent, Wu Enqi stood up and said, "Little Prince, come with him." Then he went to the west side of the valley, where there were several large yurts. Zhang Haotian had seen it for a long time, but he didn't know who lived in it.

After walking for a while, when he arrived in the yurt, he heard a man's beating, scolding, shouting and crying from a woman. Wu Enqi took Zhang Haotian and walked in. He saw a strong Mongolian man holding a whip and whipping a naked woman. The woman was about thirty years old and had a mediocre appearance. She was as plump as an ordinary Mongolian woman, with a fat buttocks and high breasts. However, she was beaten by this Mongolian man and was covered in blood. She rolled around on the ground and cried, looking extremely pitiful. But the Mongolian man was like a trainer, and still waved away one whip after another.

Uenqi pointed to the woman and said, "This is the woman we stolen from the Dag tribe two days ago. However, this woman is the most disobedient and bit off a man's tongue in our tribe. So we must teach a lesson. For women, whips are the best way to make them obedient."

As he was speaking, the Mongolian man holding a whip had already come over and bowed respectfully to Wu Enqi. Wu Enqi said something to him in Mongolian. The Mongolian man listened and immediately looked at Zhang Haotian, his eyes were filled with excitement and surprise, and then he knelt down to him.

Wu Enqi pointed to the man and said, "He is called Xurigan. In Mongolian language, it means storm. He is one of the four major war generals of the Tatarot tribe. He has a little irritating temper, but he is brave in combat and is equally powerful to women. The person whose tongue is bitten off is his close friend, so he wants to teach this woman a lesson in person."
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