Start: Summon a Daji

The little boy was stunned for a moment, and it was obvious that Qin Feng was a Han Chinese, and he could speak Mongolian.

Little did he know that the Mongolian language in this world was similar to the one in "Yi Tian Tu Long Ji". When Qin Feng was bored in the real world, he asked Zhao Min to teach Mongolian language, and he mastered this language unconsciously.

At this time, more than a dozen people came on horseback and stopped in front of Qin Feng.

"Daddy, Mommy!" The little boy couldn't help crying again when he saw his parents, and his mother quickly picked him up, feeling really distressed.

The boy's father followed Qin Feng's local etiquette, grabbed Qin Feng's hand and said excitedly, "Thank you for saving my son's life."

"You're welcome, God has the virtue of loving life."

Qin Feng translated this sentence in their language, the boy's father was also taken aback, Qin Feng had to explain that he had lived in the grassland before.

Immediately, Qin Feng was invited to their tribe.

The boy’s father is a tribal leader named Alang, and his son’s name is Zhale. The herdsmen know the weather best. Seeing that the sandstorm is coming, they dismantle their tents and migrate. However, Zhale and his father had a conflict. The pony "runs away from home".

As a result, when a sandstorm was swept into the sky, it was too late when Alang found out.

When everyone thought that little Zale was going to die, Qin Feng rescued little Zale, so he was naturally treated as a hero by them.

In the tent, the smell of meat is overflowing, and the room is full of alcohol!

"I'm not being polite."

Qin Feng was not polite, he held the wine glass in his right hand, grabbed a piece of meat with his left hand and gnawed the meat, it was delicious.

This original mutton is fat but not greasy, and has a strong but not strong smell. It is the best mutton.

A mouthful of mutton and a mouthful of wine, happy life every day.

Qin Feng's appetite for food and drink quickly conquered Duolan and the others. In the eyes of the grassland people, if they can eat, they will be stronger, so the more they can eat, the greater their strength.

They advocate force very much!

"it is good!"

Everyone applauded, Qin Feng wiped the wine stains from the corner of his mouth, he had already drank dozens of bowls of wine.

Doran asked, "I don't know the hero, where are you going?"

Qin Feng took out the sheepskin map prepared in advance, and a circle was marked on the map. After reading the map, Duo Lang frowned and said: "This is the city of disaster!"

The city of disaster is probably what they call this mysterious place.

"Disaster always slows me down."

Qin Feng raised his head and took another big gulp of wine.

Dolan's expression was solemn: "Hero, I really don't want to go to this place. For hundreds of years, this disaster city has been regarded as the most dangerous place by us. It is more terrifying than sandstorms!"

Qin Feng smiled and didn't say any more, he had already gone through the mysterious place once, and this time will be no exception.

What's more, he has a reason to go.

Seeing that Qin Feng was indifferent, Duo Lang stopped persuading him. After all, his legs were on his body, so he began to tell the story.

"Your tribe also believes in wolves?"

Qin Feng noticed a wolf totem in the tent, Dolan nodded and said: "Wolf, for us, is a sacred animal, many tribes serve wolves."

Following the topic of wolves, Dolan continued: "It is said that there was a tribe of gray wolves a thousand years ago, and the tribe of gray wolves was also called the wolf tribe.

The leader of the tribe is even more a hero. He expanded the territory and established a city-state, which made many herdsmen settle down.

... "

Qin Feng listened to the story and drank wine. The story is the best appetizer in the world, and there is also the best mutton, so he drank a few more glasses without knowing it.

When it was dark, Qin Feng slept in the tent and slept very comfortably.

The next day, the sun was shining!

Qin Feng bids farewell to Duo Lang and the others. At the time of parting, Duo Lang also gave him a bag of air-dried meat. With these meats, he will have no worries about eating them on the journey.

The Bull Demon King had eaten enough grass last night, and his pace became much lighter.

Following the map, another day and night passed!

Yes, the city of disaster is in the deepest part of the grassland. After spending several days, Qin Feng finally found the origin of all the mysteries in the mouth of Hades, the city of disaster in the mouth of the herdsmen.

Looking from a distance, the city wall was collapsed and dilapidated, and there was no sign of repairs at all. This level of damage could no longer be repaired, and even rebuilding one was more convenient than repairing.

Qin Feng's eyes froze, and he noticed a beautiful figure in front of the ruins of the city wall.

This woman is none other than Nalanbi!

Nalanbi turned around and smiled at Qin Feng: "We meet again!"

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I still owe one more, a little sleepy...

The first thousand and 360 chapters and four forgotten memories

"To be honest, I don't really want to see you here."

Qin Feng shook his head and sighed, Nalanbi never let go of his obsession, and wanted to come to this mysterious place to find the so-called method of rebirth.

"But I want to see you."

Nalanbi's eyes were clear, her lips moved, and some words were swallowed back.

Qin Feng frowned and said, "Do you know that there may be no so-called method of rebirth in this world?"

As for the way of rebirth, the only one he knew was the resurrection of his dead wife by Caesar the Great in "Tomb of Tongtian God", but it cost a huge price.

"This time I entered the secret, and it is also my last time. No matter whether there is something I want in it, I will not insist on it."

Nalanbi said frankly that she actually figured it out, but she wanted to try one last time.

There was a reason she didn't say it, and that was because she was worried about Qin Feng's safety.

"what ever!"

Qin Feng didn't want to persuade her anymore, he knew that this was a stubborn woman, and it would be useless to persuade her with ten thousand words.

Nalanbi was overjoyed immediately, and asked, "Going together?"

"Come along!"

Qin Feng nodded, Nalanbi stretched out his hand, and the two led them into the ruined city.

The moment one foot stepped in, both of them passed out at the same time.

...

Qin Feng slowly opened his eyes and found himself lying in the woods with a few drops of water on the corner of his mouth, as if the early morning dew fell from the leaves and hit his face.

The sun shone on his face through the branches of leaves, Qin Feng squinted his eyes and stretched out his hands to block the glare.

With one hand on the ground and the other on his knees, he got up. He tried hard to recall, but found that he couldn't remember anything.

Everything about myself is blank!

Suddenly, footsteps were heard not far away, and more than a dozen people rushed over. These people were all dressed in military uniforms, and they looked like nomadic warriors.

The team leader sneered and said, "Saleh (Mongolian language wind), don't you want to be a deserter?"

Saleh, which means wind in the local language, is also Qin Feng's name at this time.

As the team leader called out his name, a wave of memories flooded into his mind.

The Canglang tribe led by China (Wolf in Mongolian) expanded its territory and continued to build city-states for the people to live in, gradually forming its own country, but China is a hero, but not a talent who is good at managing the country.

However, in just twenty years, the surrounding enemies united and attacked the country wantonly.

Qin Feng was originally an ordinary peasant, but because of the military situation, he was conscripted to a certain important city.

For some reason, it seemed that he came to the woods to relieve himself, and then passed out.

"No, of course not."

Qin Feng categorically denied that he never wanted to be a deserter, and the crime of desertion was very serious.

The squad leader smiled coldly: "That's the best, let's go back."

"it is good."

Qin Feng then returned to the team. There were more than a thousand scattered people. Most of them were recruited, and only a few were original soldiers. For example, the team leader who came to call him back to the team just now was one of them.

On the march, he also met a companion named Chaolu (meaning stone in Mongolian).

Qin Feng subconsciously named him Sisha. As for why he was called Sisha, and who were Ersha and Sansha, he really couldn't remember.

"Take a short rest and walk a little longer, and we will arrive before dark."

The supreme commander of this team issued an order and passed it down layer by layer.

Everyone rested in place, and each was given a dry and hard barley cake as a ration.

Qin Feng saw that he didn't have any appetite for the barley cakes, but Sisha ate them with relish, and swallowed the barley cakes into his stomach after two mouthfuls, obviously he was still not full.

"Hey."

Qin Feng handed his cake to Sisha, who froze for a moment, his eyes seemed to ask, "Is this for me?"

"It's for you, eat it."

Qin Feng nodded, and Sisha took the cake with a smile.

Looking into the distance, Qin Feng always feels that he seems to have forgotten something, many things...

Sunset, afterglow.

After the afterglow shines on this frontier city, a strong man over two meters tall stands on the city wall, looking out of the city with vicissitudes of eyes, while batch after batch of soldiers replenished into the city.

Each team has as many as thousands of people, as few as hundreds of people, and they are all recruits recruited from all over the country.

At first glance, it seems that there are a lot of soldiers, but the strength of soldiers is not the number. These people have not been trained and have never fought on the battlefield. How many of them can really fight?

This strong man is none other than the king of this country—China!

In the words of the Han people, this is the personal conquest of the royal family, and the power will live and die with the city-state.