On the sand dunes, there is a tent with a purple horn on the top of the tent.
This is a symbol of the supreme power of the barbarian royal family. It is a bit similar to the Jinwu ôî”ï of Qianguo. They are all utensils that only the "emperor" can use, and their symbolic meaning far exceeds the actual use itself.
There are three tents like this in the royal court in history, and each one has a single purple horn on top.
The unicorn comes from Pixiu.
Historically, two generations of emperors of the Ji family died in battle, and their mount Pixiu was taken away by the barbarians, and its horns were cut off as utensils.
Only a Piston with a truly noble lineage will have such a purple horn on its head. The barbarians regard it as a spoil of war and a symbol of honor.
However, in history, one of these tents was lost in the west when the barbarians marched west a hundred years ago;
There is another one, which was not long after guarding the desert in the first generation of Zhenbeihou, and was snatched back by his cavalry chasing the barbarian royal court with his cavalry.
In other words, there is only one tent of this kind left in the royal court, but it appeared here.
Outside the tent, stood a middle-aged man dressed in animal skins. His hair was red, and his eyes were glowing with amber, but his face was dark and rough like a barbarian.
According to legend, King Youguli of the barbarian royal court was a mixed blood, his father was a Roman, and his mother was a barbarian slave.
Belonging to the barbarian tribe when he was young, he grew up all the way, and finally became King Youguli.
He stood there, staring at the front, where there was a black cavalry team, flying the black dragon flag of the Yan Kingdom, heading here.
In the team, there is a carriage.
A young man took the lead, dressed in golden armor, exuding a heroic spirit, like a rock.
When he came to the tent and saw the purple unicorn on the tent, a look of anger appeared on his face.
King Youguli smiled slightly, probably because he had lived in Rome when he was young, and he still had some western shadows on him.
The eyes of the two men met in the air, but nothing came out of the friction, but one was calm and introverted, and the other was domineering. It couldn't be said who was better than who lost or who won. It can only be said that each has its own merits.
The young man in golden armor wanted to ride his horse forward, but King Youguli stopped him with his hand.
"Get out of the way, I have to check the tent!"
King Youguli said in a deep voice:
"Your Highness, among my barbarians, only one person can enter this tent, so you can rest assured."
"Why do I believe you alone!"
There was a smile on the corner of Youguli King's mouth, and his eyes looked even more bewitching under the sunlight:
"Believe it or not, you only came this time with a hundred riders, and none of the remaining soldiers came. If you really plan to do something, I can do it alone.
I admit that His Majesty does have the talent to practice martial arts, and he has reached the level of fourth-rank martial arts at a young age. In time, his achievements in martial arts will certainly be limitless, but right now, you are not my opponent. "
Speaking,
King Youguli raised his hand, pointed to the carriage that was slowly approaching ahead, and said:
"If the nobles in the carriage don't worry about this, why did you break the rules, Your Highness?"
"Is the kid from the Ji family right? Come in and let Ben Khan take a look."
Inside the tent, an old voice came.
King Youguli withdrew his hand.
Ji Wujiang got off his horse, walked to the tent, cupped his hands and said:
"Ji Wujiang is here to pay homage to the barbarian King Khan."
"Hehe, it's really changed. People in the Ji family have started to understand etiquette, hehe."
Ji Wujiang lifted the curtain of the tent, and saw an old man in a fine attire sitting cross-legged inside. The old man was very old, curled up inside, and he looked like a barbarian king, not far from the old rich man on the farm of Yan Country.
"Why, let your Ji family learn to behave like a dog now, and I, a barbarian, have to drink blood all the time?"
Ji Wujiang walked into the tent.
"The boy of the Ji family is indeed mighty. It's a pity that the Ji family has not wandered around the desert in person for many years. This Khan almost thought that the descendants of the Ji family had already begun to enjoy themselves and could no longer eat the food in the desert." There's sand."
A hundred years ago, the barbarian king's court went west and was defeated;
The first Marquis of Zhenbei was granted the title of Beifeng County and began to suppress the desert.
For hundreds of years, the barbarians who have been a serious problem for Dayan have been unable to go further east since then.In fact, as His Majesty's first child, the Eldest Prince stayed in the Hou Mansion for a period of time very early on, and was taken care of by the old lady herself.
This is already a tradition of the royal family and the Li family, just like the previous emperor let His Majesty and Li Liangting grow up together.
"I want to know what is written in your father's imperial edict?"
"yes."
"The old man didn't read the secret decree."
"But I believe that my aunt will definitely be able to guess what the father wrote."
The eldest prince knew that this old lady was unusual, and he even knew that his father and Zhenbei Hou once regarded her as his sweetheart.
It can be said that if the old lady was willing at the beginning, she would be the queen of the dynasty now, and she would be the mother of the world.
However, in Zhenbeihou Madam, in fact, it seems that there is not much difference between her and the queen.
"I will help you guess."
"Thank you, Auntie, for clarifying the confusion." The eldest prince made a gesture of listening.
The old lady smiled slightly, imitating Yan Huang's tone and said:
"If the barbarians cross the border while the Great Yan Kingdom is at war, then I will cede most of the territory of Dayan to Tonggan and Jin to seek peace, and instead send all the soldiers of the whole country to the desert, so that the barbarians will never die!