With the addition of two experts, Fengying Heshar and Arrow God Zhebie, Zhou Yi's selection of personnel became easier. Finally, after a brief exchange with Bailu Timur, Zhou Yi selected eight experts from the tribe: Arrow God Zhebie, Fengying Heshar, Poison Dragon Shuchi, Borchu, Chihu and Renya.
Apart from the two Thirteen Wings, Jebe and Hesar, Zhou Yi was very surprised by the joining of Subutai. Perhaps it was because he was unwilling to accept his defeat at the hands of Renya in public that day, so Subutai was determined to have another fight with Renya this time. But in any case, with the joining of such a powerful general as Subutai, the chances of winning this trip would definitely increase greatly.
Others, such as Borchu and Chihu, are veteran hunters in the tribe. They are experienced in surviving on the grassland and are even smarter than wolves. Moreover, they have experience in long-distance travel and it may be beneficial for them to stay in the team.
It was still dark and the sky above the grassland was barely turning pale when Zhou Yi packed his bags and walked out of Aunt Qiqige's house with Ren Ya. Aunt Qiqige, who was over fifty years old, kept giving them instructions and her eyes became moist. She seemed to treat them like her own children.
Zhou Yi and Ren Ya had only walked about a hundred steps out of the house when Heshal was already walking towards them. It was obvious that he had already prepared everything and was just waiting for him.
"Are you ready?" Zhou Yi asked in a deep voice.
"I'm just waiting for you two, let's get going quickly!" After Zhou Yi and Ren Ya came over, Heshal turned around and said as he walked.
Zhou Yixing arrived at the gathering place and saw that everyone was already waiting there. Chihu and Borchu were both typical grassland men with burly bodies and simple personalities. As for Shuchi, he was carrying a newly forged spear and kept glancing at Renya, his face full of dissatisfaction. As for Zhebie, he was still the same, with an icy face, standing outside the crowd and looking at the sky from afar.
“You are here!” Temujin greeted them with a smile on his face.
"Everyone has been waiting for a long time, right?" Zhou Yi felt a little embarrassed and said with a smile.
Bailu Timur said: "No, no, in fact, we just got here a while ago."
Zhou Yi walked towards Temujin, and together with Ren Ya, he saluted the heroic leader and said respectfully: "Thank you, Chief, for thinking highly of Azhe. Azhe will definitely do his best to complete the task assigned by the Chief, and will never let the tribe down. After we part today, I hope the Chief and all the villagers take care of themselves!"
The tribesmen were silent, and the scene seemed very quiet. Temujin gently pulled Zhou Yi over, looked deeply into his eyes, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "I have never doubted your ability to drink a thousand cups without getting drunk."
Zhou Yi was stunned to see that Temujin could reveal his identity, and he didn't know where to start. But Temujin continued, "You don't have to hide in front of me. Baiyan has already found out your and Renya's origins. I have solid evidence to prove your identity. You don't have to worry that I will betray your information. There is no one else who knows this except me. On the contrary, I admire you very much! And..."
Temujin's voice suddenly became clear: "As long as you can complete this mission, I have a way to heal your internal injuries and make your internal strength even stronger!"
Zhou Yi pondered for a moment, then nodded heavily and said, "In this case, even if I shed my last drop of blood, I will never let you down!"
"Pa pa..." Warm applause broke out all around. They didn't know about the private conversation between Temujin and Zhou Yi. They just felt that Zhou Yi's heroism was admirable.
"Well said, we are of the same mind as Axuan!" Hesaer also came up, stretched out his big hand, and said in a deep voice.
Zhou Yi stretched out his right hand and held the big hand tightly.
"We are the same..." Eight warriors from the Qiyan tribe came together one after another and formed an alliance. The eight of them looked at each other and burst into joyful, confident and resolute laughter... ... .
The grassland is distant and peaceful, with only the sounds of birds singing and beasts roaring to echo it. Combined with the endless grassland, it is really beautiful.
There is a primitive and free atmosphere everywhere here. The autumn wind still brings cool and moist air, blowing on your face, making you feel relaxed and happy.
Sitting around a bonfire, Zhou Yi said, "We will be able to reach the place mentioned in the Saint's letter around noon tomorrow. Brothers, take a good rest tonight and gather your strength to prepare for tomorrow."
“Okay!”
"No problem, I've been rubbing my hands in anticipation!"
"Don't worry, I'm here! Don't worry!"
Zhou Yi smiled when he saw the three men sitting around the campfire. Borchu and Chihu were both typical grassland men, bold and easy to get along with. Together with Hesar who was outgoing, they quickly became friends. However, the other three were quite a headache.
When Subuchi had nothing to do, he always liked to touch the Poison Dragon Spear alone, and then glance in the direction of Ren Ya from time to time, with an expression of unwillingness on his face. If you didn't know, you would think there was some deep hatred between the two!
As for Zhebie, he was even more troublesome. He was eating roasted deer legs alone without saying a word. He had not said a word on his own initiative that day, just like a person who was isolated from the world. If someone did not talk to him from time to time, others would really think he was a mute.
Seeing this scene, Zhou Yi couldn't help but feel confused: How did Temujin lead the 13th Wing of Mongolia? This is simply a concentration camp for problem teenagers.
Suddenly, a slight "rustling" sound startled Zhebie who was sitting alone in the distance. He was perched on a slope, like a tired nighthawk. It was a natural habit for top archers to like to climb high and look far, and this was also the task Zhou Yi assigned to him.
Among this group of people, even if Zhou Yi had the help of the spiritual perception of the Jiuxiao Zhenjing, he would not be able to compare with Zhebie in terms of early warning.
An unparalleled archer in the world, a master archer who can take people's lives from a hundred steps away, his reaction ability and perception must be absolutely beyond ordinary people. Only in this way can he coordinate speed and attack, and Zhebie is such a person.
Zhebie opened his eyes and looked carefully, only to see that the black shadow was actually a wild wolf. He couldn't help but feel amused, thinking that the uninvited guest who came here late at night was actually a beast.
However, he didn't need to provoke this big guy. Although he was not afraid of wild wolves, he had no interest in hunting at such a late hour. If he was hunting a wild wolf and the roar woke up the people who were resting over there, it would seem a bit wrong.
The wild wolf seemed to smell the breath of a living person, and it flapped its claws and rushed towards Zhebie, howling.
Zhebie was slightly startled and thought to himself, "This beast has a very sensitive nose. Since you are determined to die, I will oblige you." At the same time, he exerted strength in his hands and lightly took out a feather arrow from the quiver at his waist.
To deal with this kind of wild wolf, with Zhebie's archery skills, he doesn't even need to draw his bow. Just a casual throw is enough to kill the beast on the spot! (To be continued)