In the vast depths of the Mobei Grassland, under a mountain whose top is covered with snow all the year round, there lived several impoverished herdsmen.
Their tents are simple and thin, and are full of patches. If the windy weather comes, the adult herdsmen will use their hands full of frostbite to firmly hold down the wooden stakes that fix the tents, otherwise the tents will be blown away.
The children will cling to the head sheep tightly and hide their bodies under its chest and abdomen. This is not only to ensure that a few thin sheep escape without being frightened, but also to ensure that they will not be rolled all over the ground by the strong wind.
The wilderness at the foot of the mountain is full of primitive atmosphere, and wild beasts appear from time to time, not only wolves, but also big worms and black bears that threaten the flock and shepherds.
Even in the harsh grasslands, such places are the least suitable for survival, no different from the land of exile. Herdsmen who are struggling here usually have various difficulties.
The weather today was fine, the blue sky was covered with white clouds, and a half-grown child wrapped in animal skin walked out of an exceptionally small tent.
The weather is relatively hot today, and at noon, the sun is particularly fierce. Wearing thick sheepskin will undoubtedly be a pain. However, the boy has no other choice, because he only has this "clothes", whether it is cold winter or hot summer, if he doesn't want to run around with bare buttocks, he must wear it.
In such a barbaric place, the shepherds are not much different from the flocks they grazed or the beasts in the mountains. The biggest difference is that they can speak human language.
So in hot weather, there is nothing wrong with not wearing clothes. The children in the other two tents, not to mention boys, even girls often only "wear" leaves.
But this boy with thick eyebrows and big eyes is different.
His mother told him that he has a noble blood and a heroic father, so no matter where he is or what situation he faces, he must wear clothes.
You must wear clothes. It was this young herdsman named Yeluyi, who later changed his name to Yelu Abaoji, who first realized that he was different from others.
The young herdsman was grinding a sheep bone as thick as a thumb on the stone outside the tent. At his feet, there were many such broken bones, including some slender birch poles.
About an hour later, the boy completed his work Four Arrows.
"It's better to use spikes for arrows." A short, dark-faced shepherd came to the young man from a tent not far away, leaned over and picked up the sheep-bone arrow made by the other party to look at it.
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"In a few days, I will have a spiked arrow." The young man raised his head and responded firmly.
The meaning of this sentence, of course, is that the boy is going to hunt in the mountains, and he will hunt and kill wild wolves. There are not many iron tools on the grassland, except for those big tribes, iron arrowheads are rare, and a large number of herdsmen use animal bone arrowheads, the best of which is undoubtedly the wolf tooth.
As one of the few neighbors of the young man, the adult shepherd naturally knew about the young man's situation. He turned his head and glanced at the ugly tent, "Your mother is so seriously ill this time, it's hard for you. You need to go into the mountain by yourself. hunting."
The boy didn't speak.
Living here, grazing is not the most important livelihood, because they have too few sheep, and more often, they need to go into the mountains to hunt wild animals.
The young man put away the arrows, put a short knife on his waist, picked up a longbow not much shorter than him, and said to the adult herdsman, "Mom will trouble you to take care of it these few days."
Compared with the crude arrows made by the young man, the short knife and longbow on his waist are undoubtedly much more refined. Comparing the two, it is like a sky and an earth. Adult shepherds are very jealous of these two things, but they have no intention of taking them for themselves.
Of course, he did not intend to bear the pressure of life for the young man, go into the mountains with the other party, and help the other party hunt. In the depths of the grassland, each herdsman's own life pressure is enough to kill them at any time, and there is no time to share the burden of others.
"Anda, I'll go into the mountains with you!" At this time, a thin young man ran over, also carrying a bow and arrow, but compared with Yelu Abaoji's bow, his bow was much poorer in terms of quality and appearance.
The adult herdsman grabbed the skinny boy and cursed: "You are so tall, what nonsense, go back and feed your sheep!"
Yelu Abaoji said seriously to the skinny boy: "I am already thirteen years old. My mother said that I must go to the mountains alone to complete the hunt. This is my coming-of-age ceremony."
Thirteen years old, a coming-of-age ceremony. This is unique to Yelu Abaoji.
Yelu Abaoji bid farewell to the shepherd father and son, and with only enough dry food and water for three days, he entered the vast and dangerous deep mountain alone.
"I don't know if he can come out alive. However, the possibility is very small." The adult shepherd rubbed his left shoulder. There is an obvious depression there, which was scratched by a wild animal when he went hunting in the mountains a few years ago, and a bone was missing.
"Anda will definitely come back, and he will bring back the prey!" The skinny boy was full of confidence, looking at Yelu Abaoji's back, full of reverence and trust.
The adult shepherd shook his head sadly, "When you enter the mountain, it is not certain who is the hunter and who is the prey. What's more, you go into the mountain alone. Are the hunters buried in the mountains every year less than the hunted beasts? "
Five days later, when the skinny boy thought that Yelu Abaoji had died in the mountains, in the afterglow of the evening, he came out of the wilderness carrying a bloody wild deer and a fat rabbit in his hand.
After nearly half a month, Yelu Abaoji was able to move again. His injuries were indeed not serious, but fortunately there were no remnants left behind. In the eyes of the adult herdsmen, this was really a fluke.
At the same time, Yelu Abaoji also gained the awe of neighbors including several adult shepherds.
Because, Yelu Abaoji also hunted and killed a black bear!
That's the root cause of his injury.
According to Yelu Abaoji, several herdsmen were horrified when they found the black bear in the mountains. They were like gods for Yelu Abaoji's ability to hunt and kill such an existence.
After Yelu Abaoji recovered, he was already a formal monk.
During the life-and-death struggle with the black bear, he actually awakened himself and realized the power of cultivation!
Since then, Yelu Abaoji has never gone hunting in the mountains again.
Not only him, but his neighbors never entered the mountain again.
They began to conquer other shepherds.
This is undoubtedly a more efficient, faster, and even safer way of making a living. When entering the mountains, there are countless unpredictable dangers. Compared with the powerful and non-stop beasts in the mountains, ordinary shepherds are undoubtedly much easier to bully.
When Yelu Abaoji conquered the 100th shepherd's tent and returned triumphantly with the booty, his mother called him in front of him alone, and told him with unprecedented solemnity, his life experience, and what he needed to do in the future.
His father, the chief of the mighty Diela tribe on the grassland, was a hero admired by everyone, but he was injured in a battle and was subsequently deprived of his position. In order to escape disaster, his strong and wise mother took him thousands of miles away to live in seclusion in this barren place.
Now that he has shown extraordinary talent and strength, he should avenge his father and regain his position.
"Yeluyi, when you have ten thousand string-controlling warriors behind you, you will be able to return to the tribe and challenge your enemies. So from today onwards, every time you conquer a shepherd, you cannot kill them, but You need to subdue them. When you gain reputation and accumulate strength, you can return to your tribe as a warrior!"
Yelu Abaoji kept these words in mind.
He began to fight north and south without stopping.
His opponents are getting stronger and stronger, from scattered tents, to tribes living together, to large-scale tribes of hundreds of people, to large tribes of thousands of people.
There are more and more warriors behind him, and his reputation is getting louder and louder. In just three years, more than a thousand warriors took the initiative to vote.
They follow him, the new heroic powerhouse of the steppe, and join his ranks as they expand their control and wealth.
Gradually, Yelu Abaoji no longer needed every tribe to attack, because the other side began to voluntarily surrender and join. For some small tribes, he only needs to send his generals to complete the surrender.
Of course, his enemies are getting stronger and stronger, and his battles with monks and masters are becoming more and more frequent, many times even dangerous. It's not that he hasn't experienced failure, but he has never died.
And as long as he didn't die, no matter how many of his subordinates died in battle, after a period of time, Yelu Abaoji, whose cultivation was further advanced, would always be able to take revenge successfully.
When he returned to the Diela tribe with more than 10,000 elite soldiers, he was already a well-known hero on the grassland. For such a strong man, the ordinary shepherds of the Diel tribe admired him very much, and the elders even took the initiative to welcome him.
Afterwards, the chief of the Diel tribe, the enemy of Yelu Abaoji, was forced to fight alone with Yelu Abaoji in the face of the general situation.
Yelu Abaoji, who was far from being a weak crown, slashed his enemy with his hands and cut off the opponent's head under the eyes of everyone. Amid the cheers of the crowd, he became the new chief of the Diela tribe.
That night, after drinking the cow, Yelu Abaoji put his arms around his former neighbor, a skinny young man, and said to him vigorously: "From now on, your and my names will be destined to become stars on the grassland, to be looked up to by countless people! , Yelu Abaoji, you, Yelu Xienechi, will become a hero in everyone's heart!"
Yelu Abaoji's legendary road has thus entered the climax.
With the favor of the divine religion, he succeeded in unifying the eight tribes of Khitan.
Afterwards, he no longer needed to fight in person, and the masters under his command led his army to sweep across the entire grassland with the force of a flood, establishing the dominance of the Khitan Kingdom!
And his ambition, from the beginning to become a qualified hunter, so that his mother no longer has to work hard, gradually changed to conquer more people, have more wealth, beauties, and get more people to submit, until he established a grassland from The Dynasty That Didn't Appear!
Finally one day, Yelu Abaoji turned his eyes to the south of the grassland, inside the Great Wall.
He also finally understood that the grassland is nothing in the vastness of the world, and the Central Plains within the Great Wall is the highest place of wealth and power.
The heroes there have established brilliance beyond his imagination, conquered capitals he has never reached, and established achievements that will last forever.
That's what a true warrior should be.
The smug Yelu Abaoji pointed the blade in his hand there.
This invincible king of the prairie vowed to become an emperor through the ages, and his history would last forever.
He understands that only the south is ahead of him, and only when he conquers it can he conquer the world.
To be called the greatest hero.
Then, he met Li Ye.