The night sky of the grassland is very high and far away, unlike the Shuzhong Basin, which is surrounded by clouds and fog all the year round, and with industrial pollution, it is becoming more and more difficult to see the stars all over the sky.
Because there was no fracture, Dundup was discharged from the hospital the next day. He took a bunch of medicines prescribed by the hospital and returned home.
Dunzhu fell his leg, and the work of grazing fell on Ze Yitong and Anar. Together, they were able to control the herd of cattle and sheep.
Because he couldn't participate in the horse racing meeting and couldn't solve the problem of Mo La's surgery fee in a short time, Ze Yitong felt a little unhappy when he flicked his horsewhip. When she saw Anar go home from grazing, she collected some fur scraps and weaved them into ropes. She didn't pay much attention because she was in a bad mood.
"Ze Yitong, do you still want to participate in the Jockey Club?" Anar shook the rope in her hand, making sure that it was strong enough.
Ze Yitong flattened her mouth, she really wanted to go, but her family, Mo La, was old and frail, and her grandmother broke her leg again, not to mention the horse racing meeting, and even the trade fair didn't know how to participate.
Anar looked down at her attire. She picked up the leather boots from the bottom of the lake, and the rope was absolutely strong. The leather bag contained a few pieces of roasted half-cooked lamb. After exploring the lake for a long time, with such thorough preparations, I should be somewhat sure, right
Ze Yitong was dumbfounded by her smiling face, and asked in puzzlement, "Ajia, what are you laughing at?"
Anal raised the rope, signaling Ze Yitong not to stretch it.
Ze Yitong didn't understand at first, Anar asked her in a low voice where the most fat grass can be found, and Ze Yitong suddenly came to his senses.
Her eyes were wide open, with a mixture of excitement and surprise on her face, "Ajia, you are too brave...it won't work!"
Anar made a booing gesture at her: "If you don't try, how do you know if you can succeed? Come, let's chat while walking."
Dunzhu's voice came from the yurt, and Anar raised her voice, telling her and Mo La that she and Ze Yitong were going to leave immediately.
Flicking the whip, Anar and the preoccupied Ze Yitong drove the cattle and sheep out as usual, and Mo La watched their backs gradually disappear from the edge of the yurt.
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"Ajia, can this work?"
Ze Yitong smashed the wild flowers in her hands until the pink and purple juice got under her nails, and the grass under her feet was trampled flat.
Anar nodded, "After you go back, I will convince you Dunzhu and Mola to go in the carts of other herdsmen, and you will be responsible for driving the cattle and sheep to Nagqu Town... If things go well, I will go to the horse race Come before the meeting."
Ze Yitong pouted, "What if it doesn't go well?"
Anal chuckled: "Even if I can't succeed here, I still need to replace some goods at home, and I still have to go to the trade fair. Don't talk about participating in the horse racing meeting when you go back, just say that I found something about my identity clues, it will take a few days to play.”
Zeyi was in the same dilemma. Of course she knew how difficult it was to catch wild horses when she grew up in the grasslands. She has also heard of someone catching wild horses. It was a group of prairie men who prepared to divide the wild horses, and then surrounded and captured... But the little girl subconsciously felt that Anar was very smart and knowledgeable. Will do things that she is not sure about, can she really do it
Seeing the little girl's expression, Anal knew that she had already been persuaded seven or eight times.
Adding fire to her, analyzing the pros and cons for her, and promising to protect herself, Ze Yitong finally let go.
It turns out that on the opposite side of the Silver Lake, there is the most plentiful pasture on the grassland, but there are some stories about this Silver Lake, and ordinary herdsmen are not willing to come here.
Anar patted Ze Yitong and asked her to drive the cattle and sheep to other places to graze. There was too much movement here, and the wild horses would not come to drink water and graze.
Ze Yitong handed over the small dagger that he had never left since he was a child to Anar for self-defense, turned his head three times and walked away, driving the cattle and sheep slowly disappearing on the slope of the grassland.
Anar patted the pony she was riding, the horse's nose was hot on her face, and she felt a little bit reluctant to part with her.
Anar drove it away cruelly, and the pony ran to catch up with Ze Yitong in the direction of grazing.
Anar was the only one left. She tied up her braids, walked to the opposite side of Silver Lake, carefully selected a piece of fertile land with a dagger, and slowly lifted up the grass and the land.
Her movements were gentle, and every step was very careful. After a long time, she completely untied a pasture lawn that was bigger than a person. Then Anar started digging in the ground where the pasture had been uncovered.
She threw the excavated soil into the lake bit by bit.
When a big hole big enough to accommodate one person appeared on the ground, Anar lay down and tried it, and finally showed a satisfied smile.
At this time, the sky was already full of sunset clouds. After working for a long time, Anar finally felt hungry.
She took out the mutton in the leather bag and gnawed silently.
What kind of person was he before? Why do you think of such steps when you think of catching a horse? Ordinary women would definitely not dare to think about such a dangerous thing. Only she can calm down and make a plan to catch horses with confidence... Zeyi and the three of them should be on the road now, right
Anar finished eating the mutton, and took some water from Silver Lake to drink.
Look at the hoof prints. This group of wild horses haven't come to drink or eat for several days. If the pasture by the Silver Lake is really the most delicious in the whole grassland, even if other wild horses don't come to eat, the white horse that is as fast as lightning "Pegasus" will definitely come - the king of horses like it must eat the fattest grass in the grassland to be worthy of it!
Anar showed a resolute expression. It is up to man to make things happen. He must make some contributions to the family, so that Dunzhu rescued her and took her in.
When it comes to catching ordinary wild horses, Anar has a lot of strange strength, but she is about 70% sure.
But according to her riding skills, the wild horse is not slow, but it is difficult to win the championship.
Only the white and flawless Pegasus—Anal was afraid of Zeyitong's little girl's worries, and never said that she planned to catch it. It was a sacred Pegasus in the eyes of the herdsmen from the beginning!
She is only 10% sure of catching Pegasus...
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On her first night by the lake, Anal almost froze herself into a popsicle.
In the prairie at night, the temperature dropped sharply, so she had to hide in the earth pit dug during the day, and moved water plants to cover her body, and made a vent for air. She made do with it all night until dawn, when Anar started to move around. After shaking hands and feet, he breathed a sigh of relief.
For a moment, she vaguely remembered that she had had such a similar experience in the snowy sky before, and also dug a cave to keep out the cold, but when she wanted to think about it carefully, this memory disappeared without a trace.
She had been carefully guarding Silver Lake all day, not to mention the herd of wild horses that came to drink water, and she didn't even see a lamb.
Anar didn't know where her patience came from. She ate some lamb when she was hungry, and drank some water from Silver Lake when she was thirsty. The original appearance of the trap.
The sun rose and the sun set, and it was the third day in a flash. On this day, Anar was a little anxious.
In the evening, she finally knew the reason for her restlessness that day. There are three wild wolves with green eyes, coming to drink water by the Silver Lake... Anar clenched the sharp dagger in her hand.
The wild wolf had already smelled the stranger, and approached the haystack where she was hiding.
Anar took a tight breath. If the wild wolves surrounded her, it would be extremely unfavorable for her.
As soon as she gritted her teeth, she suddenly rushed towards a wild wolf without warning. She moved quickly, and her body seemed to be a conditioned reflex. She avoided the sharp wolf teeth and stabbed the wolf's neck hard with a dagger.
The wolf's blood was warm and sprayed all over her leather skirt. Out of the corner of her eyes, Anar had already noticed another wolf that was rushing towards her. With a strong kick, she kicked the wolf into a somersault on the grass. Can't get up.
The other wolf was obviously frightened. It probably didn't expect that the fact that the human beings who were alone in their impression were rations would be rewritten by a woman one day.
This "ration" was so powerful that two wolves were injured in a single encounter. Anar stared at the third wolf with a dagger in her hand, without flinching at all. After half an hour of stalemate, the wild wolf that had been stabbed in the neck was completely injured. Almost bled to death, the remaining two wolves finally got scared, and retreated with the stabbed wolf on their backs.
Before leaving, he turned his head and took a deep look at Anal, as if he wanted to remember her firmly.
After being vigilant for another half an hour, convinced that the wild wolf would not come back, Anar was exhausted and almost collapsed to the ground.
Stabbing wolf, flying feet, her movements are very smooth, they all belong to the instinctive potential of this body-could it be possible that she was really a hunter before
Anal shook her head and smiled wryly. What era is this? There are very few people who hunt for a living, let alone women who hunt for a living. Looking at her hands, they don't even have calluses, they don't look like they are working.
She looked at the wolf blood all over the ground and frowned. The blood here can be covered with soil, and the ones on her leather skirt and boots can only be cleaned immediately.
Anar endured the biting cold and washed the surface of the boots and leather skirt, and was hesitating whether to light a fire to keep out the cold tonight, when the sound of the hooves of an army approaching the city could be heard in the distance, and the grass was trembling.
Thousands of troops and horses, thousands of troops and thousands of horses, earth-shattering dust.
Anar's expression changed, and she threw the mutton with the most flavor on her body into the lake. She quickly ran to the trap, and finally hid in the pit before the horses crossed the grass slope. Spread the large piece of pasture that was removed on himself.
The sound of horseshoes was like a snare drum, beating on Anar's heart.
She even threw away the food to satisfy her hunger. There is only one chance, so she must seize it. Anar cheered herself up, feeling the herd of wild horses coming in this direction, she lay motionless under the pit, her right hand tightly grasped the strong rope with a hedging.