After finally chewing a few dry medicine mushrooms into pieces... I completely fed them to Yun Zhao's mouth from mouth. I slowly pushed them in with my fragrant lips, watching Yun Zhao's throat squirming, and swallowing the paste bit by bit, Yaerdan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and fell on the wool felt on the ground, feeling sweat wet the heavy clothes.

He felt hot and his cheeks were red. Yaldan covered his face and started to cry.

It was not until this time that Yaldan realized that he was so helpless. In front of barbarians like Yan Xiaoyi, he was full of wisdom, but it was useless at all.

If Yun Zhao really died, he was afraid that his fate would be miserable, and even the elder brother would be shamed by the entire royal court. Yardan didn't even dare to commit suicide at this time.

Yan Xiaoyi walked into the tent with half of the rabbit leg and a bag of horse milk wine, and threw it in front of Yaerdan, "Eat, finish it quickly, we are going to rush." ​​After saying that, he ignored Yaerdan, turned around and walked to Yun Zhao, and saw that several herbs were gone, and there was still a lot of medicine paste left in the corner of Yun Zhao's mouth, and nodded with satisfaction. He wiped the residue from the corner of Yun Zhao's mouth, and listened to Yun Zhao's breathing sounds much smoother than before, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Eat quickly, and you will have the strength after you are full. Along the way, you must take care of Yun Zhao's daily life and diet."

Yaldan raised his head and glared at Yan Xiaoyi.

Yan Xiaoyi sneered, "Why, you are not convinced? According to your rules, if you are captured, you will become our slave. Don't think you are still the princess who is tall and superior. You are a slave now, do you understand?"

Yardan was so angry that she was so angry that she knew that she could only bring great humiliation to herself, "I won't take care of people."

"Hmph, who is born to take care of people? You can learn it." Yan Xiaoyi said: "Not only do you have to know, but you also have to take good care of it. Otherwise, you know how I will deal with you!" Yan Xiaoyi left.

Jaldan's tears fell down again without any competing, and he smashed the rabbit legs and horse milk wine in his hand to the ground. "Yan Xiaoyi, you must die a good death." She cursed.

In a short while, Hao Ren brought two horse bandits in, carefully lifted Yun Zhao and walked out of the tent.

"Let's go, princess!" Hao Ren looked at Yardan with sarcastic comments. "The road ahead is still long!"

Outside the tent, the luxury carriage of Jaldan was ready. The bandits who had recovered from the wounded inside gave up the car and struggled to climb onto the horses. They would be able to climb onto the horses in the past few days.

Put Yun Zhao'an in the carriage, Yan Xiaoyi pointed at Yaldan, "You go in and take care of Yun Zhao, be careful. If you push him and knock him down, I will only ask."

The originally luxuriously decorated and comfortable carriage was stayed by several seriously injured horse bandits for a few days. The carriage was filled with a strong smell of sweat and blood. There were spots of blood on the snow-white felt. As soon as Jaldan entered, his stomach was overturned and he almost vomited out. He quickly opened the car window and let the fresh air blow in.

"Close it, shut it, don't you know if Yun Zhao can't blow the wind?" Hao Ren ran over and said angrily, "It turns out that he is a man who can't serve people. Yun Zhao is still sick. Can he blow the wind?"

"The smell here is so stinking, can it be occupied?" Yardan said angrily.

"Bah, are you saying that my brothers are not human?" Hao Ren glared and said, "Close!" With a bang, Yaldan closed the car window and sat beside Yun Zhao, covering his nose. After a while, he didn't feel that it was too smelly. It was like a person entering the toilet. At first, he felt extremely smelly, but after three or five minutes, the reason for being happy was the same.

Yaldan, who felt much better, began to look at his own carriage. Fortunately, these fierce men did not destroy the gift given to him by the elder brother. This was made by the elder brother who gathered dozens of skilled craftsmen who had caught from Dayue for half a year. Not only did he walk extremely smoothly, he would not feel bumpy at all, but there were many other opportunities and tricks in the carriage.

After looking at Yun Zhao who was still sleeping, Yaerdan reached out to one place and faintly. With a sound, a secret door opened on the wall of the car. He picked up the crossbow and several crossbow arrows, and he picked up the crossbow, and urged it to Yun Zhao hard. After a while, he let it go. Even if he could kill Yun Zhao, even kill Yan Xiaoyi by surprise, so what if the rest of the people were still enough to tear him to pieces. He was not afraid of death, but he was afraid that he would not be able to survive, die, and the endless humiliation.

He carefully put the crossbow into his arms, opened another secret lattice, which contained some ambergris. From the corner of the carriage, he found the incense burner and flint that were thrown there by the bandits, and lit the ambergris. In a moment, a very comfortable fragrance filled the carriage.

Ambergris has the effect of breathing and concentrating the mind, which is indeed a good thing for Yun Zhao at this time.

The carriage slowly started. More than 30 horse bandits surrounded the carriage and slowly moved forward in front of them under the guidance of Yan Xiaoyi and Hao Ren. Yaldan secretly opened a small crack in the car window and looked outside. The snow was getting heavier and heavier. Last night, there were still snow seeds, but now there were snowflakes, one after another, and the wind was flying at will. The vast desert in the past could only barely see hundreds of steps away.

The news of being captured and being taken hostage should have been sent back to my elder brother. I don’t know how anxious and sad he would be. And my mother, my elder brother should have kept it from her. She is old, but she can’t stand such a blow. Thinking of my elder brother and my elder mother, Yaerdan couldn’t help but feel sad. I don’t know when this road will be.

Looking at the route of the horse bandits, they were traveling to Anqing City, it seemed that these horse bandits also knew that now, in this place of thousands of miles, there were only one place in Anqing Prefecture and their Dayue resistance troops!

What if they don’t let themselves go, but instead hold them hostage them and give them to the Dayue soldiers as a great achievement? Dayue is now defeated by the Mongolian tribe. If they can capture a person with such a status, they will probably be overjoyed and then use themselves as their qualities to force their elder brother to submit.

Yaldan touched the crossbow in his arms. If that time really came, he would have to die. His eyes turned to Yun Zhao who was sleeping, and his eyes lit up again. This man was obviously different from other horse bandits. Perhaps, the hope of his escape could only be placed on him.

The team moved slowly, but the bandits outside sang the song, which was Hao Ren's voice. I didn't expect that the rude guy had a good singing voice, and the song was desolate and powerful, which made people feel very sad.

The geese lined up in the sky, the river was long, the autumn grass was yellow, and the sound of the piano was sad on the grassland.

The wild geese flew towards the marsh and flew past the reed marsh. The sky was vast, where did the geese go?

In my heart is my hometown in the north.

The song gradually became louder, and gradually, more and more people joined the ranks of singing. This is a song that has been circulating in the desert for a long time, and even Yardan is familiar with it.

Listening to the loud singing outside, before he knew it, Yaldan also sang slowly, and he was getting to the south, while his hometown and relatives were still in the north, looking forward to his safe return behind him.

The wild geese returned to the north, bringing Lou's longing.

The singing is far away, the piano is long, and the spring on the grassland is warm.

The wild geese are facing the sky, how far away the sky is, drink the wine and fill it up again, and don’t return tonight if you don’t get drunk!

Drink the wine and fill it up again. I won’t return it until I get drunk tonight!

After a song, Jaldan leaned against the wall of the carriage and was already in tears. At this moment, she missed her relatives so much, such as the great cause and the future of the people. At this time, there was far less joy of the relatives reunited together, which made her miss her even more.

Along the way, these horse bandits sang continuously, from the previous slightly sad Hongyan to the later sonorous and passionate war songs, their emotions became increasingly high, as if they had recovered from the previous defeat, the brothers suffered heavy casualties, and had high fighting spirit again. Yaldan also slowly recovered from the previous sadness. The passionate war songs outside made her a little scared. These people were just some horse bandits, and they encountered a fatal blow from their own tribesmen, which could almost be regarded as the destruction of the entire army. However, these scattered soldiers and scattered brave men who survived by luck were not as dejected as expected by the senior men. From their singing, Yaldan seemed to hear the unyielding shouts and the shouts of fighting to the end.

If the people of Dayue are like this, will the Mongolian tribe, which only has a million people, have a chance to unify the Central Plains? Yardan's hand trembled slightly. In fact, whether she or the elder brother, or the voices of knowledge among the Mongolian tribes, they all understand that Dayue is a powerful lion, but now this lion is sick and is not ill. Compared with Dayue, the Mongolian tribe can only be regarded as a lone wolf at most. If the lone wolf wants to defeat the lion, the only chance is to destroy it in one fell swoop when the lion's disease has not yet recovered. Once the lion recovers and recovers its strength, the Mongolian tribe with few populations will be unable to stop the winner's full-strength attack.

Perhaps, we need to change our strategy. Yardan thought to himself that although the Mengren is already starting to do it, this idea has not been implemented at the top of the board, and there are still many tribes who are more and more concerned about it.

Occupying part of the land in the Central Plains, and then using the policy of politeness to win over the families of the tribes in the divisive world, promising a high position and greater benefits, allowing them to participate in the Mongolian royal family, and then using the more they control, driving them to kill each other, and the most correct strategy is to benefit the people from the Mongols.

If you can go back, you must persuade your elder brother to fully implement this policy in the hearts of every Mongolian minister, instead of only those with visionary talents like Barutu and Aslan are implementing it...
Chapter completed!