Lierta led Baotna into the largest felt bag in the tribe. This felt bag was tall, large, and spacious inside, and was extremely grand.

There were about twenty people sitting here, one of the fifties, who was sitting on the top of the animal skin. He was the leader of the Hongjila tribe. Although he was only one of the four leaders of the Hongjila tribe, because he was qualified and respected a lot of things for the tribe because of his prestige. Even Lierta and others respected this Barto.

Next to him were the other leaders sitting in turn. Chi Lao Wenlierta smiled and greeted them and sat next to him and asked whisper: "What's wrong with these Tatars brothers?"

Hebe is in his thirties and his family in Lierta have always been the same as Hongjila. When Hebe was young, he became Anda with Lierta. It can be said that they are even more kissed than their brothers. They are called "two promising young men" by the old people in Hongjila. Now these two young men have become young men, but it is true that they have become young leaders for them.

Hebe also whispered: "I don't know what these people have no clear purpose and listen to what they say first."

Although Batto was only in his fifties, the hard work on the grassland and the blowing of the north wind made the man grow old early. When he saw that everyone had arrived, he said to a man with a light helmet on his left: "The Tatar tribe is close to my Hongjila tribe and live in harmony. Today I don't know what your tribe has to say and we must discuss it all the leaders of Hongjila?"

The man with a light helmet looked very young and bowed to several people and said, "I am the Yangribo of the Tatar tribe, all the elders of Hongjila, and we Tatar people have always been the sons of Changshengtian. We have the responsibility to protect this grassland. Now there are more and more people on the grassland who are ambitions, greedy for profit and money, ungrateful, and cruel. In order to protect the grassland, for the great Changshengtian, we Tatar people hope to unite the grassland tribes to eliminate the struggles between the tribes and those who are greedy and atrocities."

Hebei sneered and said, "I'm afraid I want to conquer the grassland in the name of Changshengtian? Although our Hongjila tribe is small, we are never a person without backbone. You Tatar people made the wrong plan!"

The young man Gribo asked with a smile, "I wonder if this brother is a good match or a Lierta?"

Hebei snorted and said, "I am the one from our small tribe, not the brother of you, the Tatarite!"

Gribo laughed and said, "I have heard from the elders of the tribe that the two Hebei and Lierta of the Hongjila tribe are the first-class heroes on the grassland, whether they are horse-drawn, riding, shooting, wrestling or fighting for knives, they have long admired them!"

He said angrily: "Do you want to compete with me in equestrian, archery, and wrestling? OK, I'll accompany you to the end!"

Gribo quickly shook his hand and said, "How can I compare with the hero of Hongjila? I just say that this person is powerful and there is nothing else to do, let alone us Tatar people hate to overwhelm people by defeating people. Tatar always hopes that everyone on the grassland can be reasonable and everyone can live in peace and defend our cattle and sheep together. How can our grassland touch our hands and feet!"

Hedon do not sneer and said, "What you mean is that if you really start fighting, we Hongjila people will lose to you Tatar? You don't have to say anything, I must compete with you today!"

Gribo laughed loudly and said, "Since the Hongjira tribe insisted on doing this, I can't refuse Hongtu and Hebiao brothers to try their skills!"

A thick man covering his cheeks at his position responded and said, "Don't you compare with me?"

Gribo smiled and said, "I am not qualified to compete with Hebi Brothers. This warrior is named Hongtu. He is my father's portal slave. He is extremely powerful and has superb equestrian skills. He is also a good player who can wear Yang in a hundred steps. You can try it with Hebi Brothers!"

This time, the old leader Batto snorted coldly: "Do you take a slave and our leader of the Hongjila tribe look down on our Hongjila tribe too much?"

Gribo was stunned and then smiled, "There is no such fact that Hongtu was not my father's slave, but a tribe called Shadila, I wonder if you have heard that Hongtu was the leader of the Shadila tribe, because the Shadila tribe repeatedly competed with my father, so my Tatar tribe sent troops to flatten the Shadila tribe and Hongtu also became my slave, right? Hongtu?"

The man named Hongtu bowed and said, "Yes, Master Gribo."

Gribo smiled softly and said, "All the elder brothers of Hongjila were born before, so he was naturally qualified to compete with the Hongjila for a quick time, and he fell down after shooting archery. Are you afraid that you can't fight against Hongjila? Then, the saying that Hebei is a hero I heard before is a nonsense even if you Hongjila is just like that!"

Hebei said angrily: "I have never been afraid of anyone since I was born! How could I be afraid of you, a slave of the portal? This time we will compete in equestrianism, archery and wrestling to see if it is my Hongjila people 'but that'!"

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Lierta felt a little strange and couldn't help but look at the man with thick hair and big eyes and whispered to Hebei: "Be careful, I think that person named Hongtu is a little strange."

Hebei snorted lightly: "What's the power of a slave who only has? Don't worry, you don't know my ability!"

Lierta smiled slightly. This Hebi was indeed the bravest and most endurance man he had ever seen. If you want to say that a slave can defeat Hebi, hebi, and he won't believe it.

He took the whip from the old leader Bato, and raised the whip from the archer and said, "Look at the performance of our Hongjila people."

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The endless grassland swayed gently with the breeze, like the waves on the sea; the white sheep, black horses and those who were grazing were like boating in the waves. Whether looking up at the sky or looking around, it was the same vastness and unfathomable.

Don't ride on the horse. The horse is strong and powerful. It moves left and right from time to time. This kind of horse is a kind of strong horse. However, once tamed, it is extremely listened to people and has amazing success. People on the grassland are proud of getting such a horse.

Hongtu was listening to Gribo's words and saw that he had stopped getting on the horse and turned over and stepped on another horse. This horse was the typical prairie horse they brought from Tatar. It was a long-distance and lasting horse, but it was impossible to run very fast within a distance without explosive power.

I saw Hongtu riding a bad horse without a whip and couldn't help but snorted: "Hongtu, I respect you as a leader in the past, so I compete with you, but now you are despising me like this, are you too disrespectful to me?"

Gribo laughed and said, "Don't take the lead and don't look down on this horse, and don't look down on the people on this horse. Don't talk much about Batto. I suggest that the two of them run around the Jinshui River below at the same time. Whoever comes back first will win?"

Jinshui River is a small tributary of the Hailar River flowing through time and over time, a small lake is formed. It is a small lake closest to the Hongjila tribe. Usually, people use water and cattle and sheep to drink water. It doesn’t take long to run around the Jinshui River, and it’s clear along the river. Therefore, Hongjila often races and runs here.

Batto agreed, "Since the warrior Gribo suggested this, my Hongjila tribe would not disagree. Lierta, please ride a horse and walk around the Jinshui River with them."

Lierta responded and turned over and said to his son, "You are here to accompany Batto and don't run around."

On the grassland, people usually race horses, but there are very few people who follow each other to monitor the race. Because most people in the grassland promise that their daughters will not cheat; but due to various rumors about the Tatars, Barto still had to make careful decisions to follow Lierta and watch out for the situation.

Gribo was disgusted when he saw the Hongjila people sending people to follow him and just smiled and said, "I wish you a quick victory with me, brother!"

He snorted and said to Hongtu, "It's starting!" As he said that, he rode his horse and ran away as soon as he shouted.

Hongtu squeezed the horse's belly hard with his legs. The horse immediately ran forward in pain and gradually chased the farewell in front of him.

Lierta raised his horse whip and laughed and ran forward.

Batto looked at the blue sky and the green grassland in front of him and turned around and suddenly saw Gribeau looking down at the grassland. Although his light helmet covered his face, his expression still showed a smug smile. Batto was shocked and looked forward, but Hongtu was already gone. Goodbye, Lierta and the other two were.
Chapter completed!