After dinner, Naya took a few big bones with meat and went out to feed the dog. The night was getting late, Timur laid a thick carpet in the tent, took a large quilt and handed it to A Chong. After fierce fighting during the day, A Chong was also a little tired, lying on the carpet, clothed.
After a while, Naya returned to the tent, rustled in the dark, took off her coat, opened the bed and gently lay down beside A Chong.
According to the custom of the Mongols, when the tribes live together, the elders sleep in the police, and the others open up the shops in the tents. Although he knew their habit, A Chong still felt weird with a young girl in underwear lying beside him.
Smelling the body scent of the girl next to him, A Chong tossed and turned. I heard slight and rapid gasps outside the tent, and I knew it was Naya's shepherd dog guarding the surroundings.
With these ten well-trained shepherd dog guards, no one can approach the yurt silently, and now there is no need to worry about a sneak attack again.
After midnight, there was still no movement outside, and A Chong's eyelids were astringent, and a burst of tiredness hit him, and finally fell asleep groggy.
At five or six o'clock in the morning, I felt in a daze that Naya next to her stood up gently, put on her clothes rustlingly, gently tucked the quilt for him, and began to prepare breakfast lightly.
Ah Chong suddenly felt an unprecedented warmth and fell asleep again.
I slept until it was bright. When A Chong woke up, Naya had already prepared her breakfast. Potatoes, carrots, and chunks of beef were boiled in a big soup pot. It smells fragrant.
Seeing A Chong getting up, Naya came over to clean up the bedding, the two eyes met, Naya smiled, A Chong's face flushed.
Timur had also gotten up a long time ago, and Ajislan's complexion looked much better than yesterday. After washing, everyone was preparing to eat breakfast, and suddenly there was a hustle and bustle outside.
Hearing a loud voice, A Chong knew: Daiqin who had gone out to pursue them had returned.
After several dog barks, the tall Daiqin opened the tent and rushed in with a cold air.
Daiqin first greeted Timur respectfully, then looked at Naya happily, and the two talked cordially in Mongolian.
Timur had previously told Achong that although Daiqin was not of his own ethnicity, he grew up with the children and grandchildren of the elderly, and his relationship with his family was similar. Even though he is only in his twenties, he is tall and burly, and with a thick beard, he looks extremely fierce and daunting.
Timur invited Daiqin to have breakfast with him. Daiqin sat down unceremoniously, grabbed a piece of beef and stuffed it into his mouth, swallowing his belly in two mouthfuls. After Timur had a few conversations with him, he told A Chong: Daiqin and the others caught up with the Pogorka mercenary who had come to find someone.
Yesterday early in the morning, Daiqin led a dozen people to chase in the direction where the Gurkha mercenaries left. Each of them prepared two horses and changed all the way without rest. After chasing for a long time, they finally found out that the Gurkha mercenaries had left. Traces of Erkha mercenaries.
These Gurkha mercenaries were also unlucky. Their jeep broke down on the grassland and happened to be met by Daiqin and others. Seeing the Mongols rushing violently, these mercenaries also knew that the coming was bad, and the two sides started shooting at each other without even saying hello.
Daiqin’s horse was accidentally hit by a bullet. He climbed onto another horse and circled in the distance for a while. He saw that these people had precise marksmanship and wounded several of their mounts one after another. Daiqin ordered everyone to stop rashly. Attack, but go far to surround them.
The Mongols’ strong bows and shotguns have a range of several hundred meters, but the Gurkha mercenaries’ pistols have a range of only 50 meters. On the flat grassland, they have almost no shelter except for a broken down jeep, and their mobility is not as good as riding a horse. The Mongolians are strong and can only hide in place and be beaten.
The two sides confronted each other for more than an hour. Daiqin commanded him to cast cold spears and cold arrows from a distance. After half an hour, all the Gurkha mercenaries were shot to death.
After listening to Timur's retelling, A Chong couldn't help but sigh in secret for the courage of the Mongols. Although the Mongolian cavalry had been silent for several centuries, the genes for the courage of the ancestors were still flowing in their blood.
After Timur asked a few more questions, he told Achong that Daiqin had killed five people in total, plus the one who was killed by Surele and Ke alive, that is to say, the tactics of this Gurkha mercenary. The group has been wiped out.
Another tactical team was killed by A Chong and the others. At present, there are only three others left in this group of Gurkha mercenaries.
Daiqin got up to leave after eating breakfast in a hurry. Su Rile and Ke and their team have not returned yet, so Daiqin wants to take someone to meet them. Grabbing another large piece of beef and stuffing it into his mouth, Daiqin nodded to Timur and Naya and left in a hurry, without even looking at A Chong from start to finish.
A Chong knew that Daiqin was different from Su Rile, Ke and Naya, and he still had a lot of prejudice against Han people. He was not surprised at this neglect.
Timur seemed to see through A Chong's mind, and said apologetically to him: "Daiqin is like this, his personality is straightforward, and his likes and dislikes are clearly displayed on his face. But his appearance is not because you are Han Chinese-After you treated Ajislan that day, everyone admired you and no one would discriminate against you because of your Han identity.
Daiqin doesn't like you because Naya..."
Timur glanced at Naya who was feeding the dog outside the yurt and said, "Daiqin has liked Naya since he was a child. Any strange man close to Naya, Daiqin will treat him as an enemy."
Achong smiled indifferently: "I think Naya has a good relationship with him."
Timur shook his head, sighed and said, "Naya only considers Daiqin as her elder brother. She is nineteen years old this year. According to the custom, she has reached the age of talking about friends, but this girl and most of her peers It's different. There are so many good guys around, and I haven't seen one. I also asked her what kind of person she likes. This girl just shut up.
A Chong raised his head and looked at Naya in the distance. Just when she met her, she was also looking here. The two eyes met, Naya grinned at him, and Chong couldn't help but flushed, and hurriedly turned his head away.
Timur didn’t seem to notice the strange expression on A Chong’s expression, and continued to mutter: “Among my many children, this little daughter is the most promising. If her brothers can be half as smart and sensible as her, I don’t need to. Put all hopes on Arislan, but unfortunately the ancestral motto of the Canglang tribe has always been passed down to children but not to daughters..."
Timur was talking about it, and a white mist suddenly rolled up in the distance. Upon closer inspection, he discovered that it was a group of people on horseback galloping on snow, followed by several galloping pickup trucks.
Seeing the scene of these people running wildly, A Chong and Timur looked at each other, with an unknown premonition in their hearts.
These cars and riders rushed to them almost in the blink of an eye, and A Chong saw that the leader was Daiqin.
Daiqin and the others immediately rolled over and dismounted when they rode forward. The pickup truck that followed rushed to them before braking. The wheels slid for more than ten meters on the ground and stopped right in front of the yurt.
The tall Suleheke got out of the cab, his right arm was hung on his chest with a bandage, and as soon as he landed on his feet, he shouted anxiously at A Chong: "Help and save someone, one of us is injured! "
Daiqin and others carried a few people out of the pickup truck. A Chong looked at the situation and knew that Su Rile and Ke had suffered a great loss, and he hurriedly returned to Timur's yurt with everyone.
As soon as they entered the tent, they placed the wounded on the ground and stood in a circle around A Chong. A group of people looked at him with expectant expressions. After witnessing A Chong's miraculous life-saving experience the night before, they have treated A Chong as a genius doctor.
A Chong checked everyone's injuries one by one, reached out for a sharp knife to sterilize it on the stove, and then proceeded like the day before yesterday, picking out bullets with the tip of the knife and cleaning the wound.
Naya stood by, staring at her big beautiful eyes, biting her lower lip, watching A Chong deal with all this in an orderly manner, her expression showing a sense of admiration.
All this was seen by Daiqin, and the man of temperament threw the curtain angrily and walked out of the tent.
Several people suffered gunshot wounds, but fortunately they were not fatal. As the temperature dropped, everyone put on thick leather robes, and the fat was also thicker, which virtually reduced the power of the bullet. Except for the two people who lost too much blood and suffered serious injuries, the other three people were fine.
After A Chong dealt with the injuries to everyone one by one, Suzhile and Ke called for a few people to transfer the wounded to other yurts and arrange for them to take care of them.
Naya watched Surile and K running around, completely ignoring that her right hand was also injured, pulling him and pressing him on the chair. Reached out and untied the leather robe to check for his injuries.
Su Rile and Ke Han smiled and said, "It's okay, it's okay, I'm skinny."
Naya untied his leather robe, frowning, and a long wound was cut on Surele and Ke's small arms.
Timur took a closer look at the injuries of Surile and Ke, and said with a sigh of relief: "It's dangerous. If the knife is deeper, he will cut his muscles."
Naya took out a piece of gauze soaked in water and gently cleaned his wound.
Su Rile and Ke chuckled and said, "When did Naya come back?" Seeing his expression, he didn't seem to care about his injury.
"Naya came back yesterday, if it weren't for him, my old life would be gone!"
At the moment Timur attacked three Gurkha mercenaries in a sneak attack on the camp, how did A Chong use one enemy three, his old gun suddenly jammed, how did Naya appear in time to command the shepherd to save her life? He said it again.
Surele and Ke said with ashamed expression: "You killed three so easily, but so many of us have been fighting for a long time..."
It turned out that when Surele and Ke rushed to the small hotel where A Chong was ambushed, they happened to encounter a Gurkha mercenary who came out. Soldier, but also disturbed the other two people upstairs.
Surele and Keben thought that they had a large number of people, and they killed one of them first. The remaining two men were also arrested. As a result, the remaining two Gurkha mercenaries hid on the second floor and defended themselves. Not only did they not rush up. , But several people were injured.
After a stalemate for a long time, Su Rile and Ke had a violent temper. They dismantled the counter and rushed in ahead of the board. The two sides engaged in a close hand-to-hand battle. Su Rile and Ke were slashed in the arms, and he also fisted heavily. The man vomited blood. The other people rushed up and chopped another person down with a messy knife, but two people on his side were wounded by gunshots in the chaos.
Surile and Ke were worried that the movement of their fighting would cause trouble, so they hurriedly searched the hotel and saw that there were no other mercenaries. They hurried back with a few wounded.
After listening to Surele and K’s statement, Timur frowned and said: "I didn’t expect these Gurkha mercenaries to be so fierce. If these people were not scattered but gathered together, we might not have been able to fight. ."
Surele and Ke said disdainfully: "Except for a more accurate marksmanship, I don't think they have anything to do. We didn't know how to run when we were stuck in the room. We knew that we would shrink in the room and shoot.
"wrong!"
A Chong shook his head and said.
"What's wrong?" Su Zile and Ke Yang took a sip of strong wine. Naya was using needles and threads to help him close the wound. Although there was no anesthetic, Suzhele and Ke didn't even frown.
"I know the topography of the small hotel. The surrounding buildings are very complicated. You may not be able to surround them. If you want to run, they will definitely be able to run away."
Timur looked at him hesitantly: "Then you said why didn't they run?"
"They are delaying time on purpose." A Chong said solemnly.