226 Choosing a Campsite (2/2)
Mo Shanshan did not get out until she heard those obscure words of Ning Que. She lifted off the curtain and went out. When the grassland man had left, she walked over to Ning Que and said with her knitting eyebrows, ”Senior Brother, you even understand the barbarian language?”
Because of the powerful Tang Dynasty and the constant preaching of Divine Hall, the Central Plains language had become extremely popular in the grassland. However, there were still many barbarians who were accustomed to speaking their old language, which was the so-called barbarian language.
Ning Que said, ”I'm better at western barbarian language.”
Zhuo Zhihua asked, ”What did Brother Zhong say to the man earlier?”
”I asked him if we could make our own tents on the grassland.”
Ning Que laughed and continued to say, ”The barbarian said we were the most distinguished guests of Chanyu. So as long as it was Chanyu's pasture, we could choose to stay in any place.”
Upon hearing these words, those Black Ink Garden disciples outside the tent all understood his meaning and started to laugh. They thought choosing another campsite was not bad. Since Divine Hall had treated them so, why should they get too close to it?
Zhuo Zhihua smilingly looked at Ning Que and thought that there was not a mature man in her sect and, in the face of many problems and choices, they really had less courage. Even Hill Master had no way to change the situation like this.
”Where should we move to?”
Ning Que looked toward the upper grassland.
Under the Divine Hall's edict, all of the Central Plains countries had sent aid to Yan Kingdom to join the war. On the two frontier fortress lines of the North of Yan Kingdom, there were at least hundreds of thousands of people gathering there. However, now it was impossible for all countries to pull everyone up for the peace talk deep in the Wilderness. So only the cavalries guarding the noble gathered together, which had at least a thousand soldier riders.
At sunset, the tents on the grassland were everywhere and their flags were drifting with the wind. A small number of tents on the western grassland were arranged in a very orderly way. And those flags flying in the cold wind looked extremely vigorous. As for the cavalry queue vaguely seen, it was more well-ordered than the Central Plains alliance cavalry.
It was generally considered that the most elite cavalry in the world was the West-Hill Divine Palace Papal Guardians. But the number of cavalrymen of Divine Hall was too small, strictly restricted to below 1,000 riders according to the Papal disciple. So the truly extremely powerful cavalries that could dare to conquer the world were the other two cavalries.
They were the palace cavalry of Golden Chanyu and the Tang cavalry on the Wilderness on the other side of Tianqi Mountain.
Ning Que pointed to the well-ordered tents on the west side of the pasture and those familiar banners. He said, ”We are camping over there.”
Those Black Ink Garden disciples recognized that this was the camp of the Tang army and was slightly startled. After a short moment, they all agreed with his proposal. Great River Kingdom and the Tang Empire had been in a good relationship for generations. Besides, now they camped over there under the Divine Hall's edict. So they believed that no one could say anything mean, no matter who it was.
Unfortunately, those childish Great River Kingdom girls still did not expect that after they had abandoned the camps designated by Divine Hall and chose to live next to the Tang camps, they would still attract many people's attention and provoke a lot of criticism.
Those people watched more than 10 people riding tired horses in the dusk walking toward the Tang camps under the sunset. Swordsmen from South Jin Kingdom looked indifferent. Yuelun Kingdom monks showed ridicule in their eyes. The Divine Hall manager said with a gloomy face. ”Let them go if they want to seek support from the Tang.”