The soldiers of the Flame Clan in the camp smelled the strong smell of food in the air, but stopped eating and fell into deep thought.

As the saying goes, justice is in the hearts of people. Yue Qiyun has never said anything that touched them, but everything she did is like a brand, firmly engraved in the hearts of every soldier of the Flame Clan.

Xiao Guangbei kept chasing Moganda back to the Naiman royal court, watching him disband the already-assembled team, and ordered the Naiman tribe to remain unmoved without his orders, and he would not step into the vicinity of the Oolong swamp.

"Moganda, you really open my eyes!" Xiao Guangbei sat on the horse's back and looked down at the scared Khan of Naiman tribe, his tone was full of sarcasm.

"Fourth Prince, I admit that I am a coward!" Moganda played a bachelor very scoundrel, and he said with his neck: "You Wu Chi Army is not cowardly, aren't you also chased by the Yue family army to Songliao River, right? You are not cowardly, but you defeated the Yue family army and showed us!"

"But after all, we have fought against the Yue family army, and have never been like you. The flags of the people I just saw ran faster than rabbits! The faces of you grassland people were all lost by Moganda!" Xiao Guangbei said with a sneer on his lips.

"So I admit that I'm scared!" Moganda raised his hands high and surrendered, turning his turbid triangular eyes and laughed: "Fourth Prince, even the elites of the Wu Chi Kingdom can't defeat the Yue family army, so don't expect us to defeat them! Besides, don't you know why the Yue family army goes deep into the grassland?"

"Yue Qiyun!" Xiao Guangbei said this name with gritted teeth!

——Yes, if it weren’t for Yue Qiyun and the Lieyan tribe, how could the Yue family army dared to lean on the Lieyan tribe with its back and penetrated to the hinterland of the grassland!

"Look, if we don't abandon the woman named Yue, we want to unify the Yanbei grassland, that's just dreaming!" Moganda also hated this woman! It was because of her that his daughter lost the opportunity to become the concubine of the Fire Clan. It was because of this woman that disrupted his plan to annex the Fire Clan.

"In this form, I will never let my army leave the grassland easily." Moganda shook the fat on his face, and his turbid triangle eyes looked in the direction of Wuchi Kingdom and said, "If the army here just started, the Yue family army will directly confiscate my royal court. By then, my old bones will be gone!"

"Hmph!" Xiao Guangbei narrowed his peach blossom eyes dangerously and said with a smile on his face: "Moganda, don't forget that if it weren't for the assistance of our Wuchi Kingdom, most of your Naimans would have starved to death long ago! Why, after eating ours and drinking ours, you dare not admit it now?"

"Acknowledge the account, why don't you admit it!" Moganda's triangular eyes stood up and said solemnly: "We are men who spit out and spit out, how can we not fulfill what they said? Now the Yue family army is here, and our army is deployed on the border between the Naiman tribe and the Wuchi Kingdom. Isn't it to prevent the Yue family army from raiding from behind you to Songliao River? If our Naiman tribe army did not guard here, you would be surrounded by the Yue family army!"

"You!" Although Xiao Guangbei was angry, there was nothing to refute Moganda's words. He took a deep breath and sneered, and beat the horse away without saying a word.

"Fourth Prince, please go!" Moganda looked at Xiao Guangbei's back as he was gradually moving away, pretending to bow and shout: "Now the weather here is cold, you must pay attention to your health--!"

"Little little boy, you don't have enough hair, and you still dare to point fingers in front of me? Bah!" It was not until Xiao Guangbei's horse turned into a small black dot on the snowy field that Moganda spat on the ground fiercely, swung his wide fox fur cloak, and swayed to his tent.

The snowfield at night is even colder, quiet with the solemnity of nature. The sky with heavy snow has just cleared is like a dark blue velvet curtain. The stars in the sky seem to be at your fingertips, and a full moon hangs brightly on the velvet curtain dotted by the stars.

The Hulun Grassland of the Flame tribe seemed empty and lonely, with few people in the royal court, and there was no sound of dog barking. The lights here were dim, and all the yurts were tightly closed, and there was no popularity in the empty royal court.

But in the small valley fifty miles away from the royal court, there were crowds of people.

Because the Dragon and Tiger Guards stationed here almost came out in full swing, the herdsmen outside the valley spontaneously moved into the valley, surrounded Yue Qiyun's big tent, and built tents densely.

At this time, it was the moon in the middle of the sky, and people lit a huge bonfire in the clearings in the valley. The crackling sound of firewood burning, the laughter and joy of the grassland people and soldiers, and the peaceful moans of cattle and sheep, formed a warm torrent, driving the severe winter cold out of the valley.

The herdsmen sat around the bonfire, some were busy setting up the cleaned yellow sheep on the fire, and some were carrying steaming food through the crowd, allowing everyone to share various flaming food.

Escape from death in the year of a disaster has made these simple people extremely rare and hard-earned warmth. With plenty of food, everyone is in a very relaxed mood.

After drinking a cup of mellow horse milk wine, the Fiery herders, who are naturally fond of singing, began to sing ancient long tunes.

Because of the migration of most tribesmen, the people after the stability mainly sang pastoral songs to celebrate the housewarming.

They sang the melodious long tunes in the ancient language of the Flame Clan. Although Yue Qiyun couldn't quite understand them, such songs were generally long and long, high and distant. From the long tune, she could also hear people's joy and worship of nature.

Yue Qiyun sat in the center of the bonfire, listening to the long and long tune of the flames circling up to the sky, while smiling and nodding to the herdsmen who came over to salute her.

Because it was outdoors, Roland was afraid that she would get cold, so he took out several good leather pieces and put them under her body, and put on a thick mink fur coat.

At this time, Yue Qiyun was wrapped in her own little girl like a big round ball, and her head was also clasped with an otter skin, which was similar to the triangle small leather hat that the Flame Tribe shepherds usually wore.

She was like the most ordinary woman from the Flame tribe. While happily eating yellow mutton with golden crispy appearance and delicious juicy inside, she sipped the fragrant and warm horse milk wine, her heart was filled with simple joy.
Chapter completed!