He fell into a deep sleep. But someone didn't want him to fall asleep. "Wang Dahai, wake up!" Rubbing his sleepy eyes, the young man named Wang Dahai yawned loudly, and then was shaken by his companion, "Dahai, those devils are coming again, what should we do?"
Wang Dahai opened his eyes and saw a group of people on the opposite side, each holding a wooden sword. It was obvious that they were here with bad intentions. The leader walked up to Wang Dahai, raised his head and shouted, "Tartar, the lowest status in the recruit camp should be Tartar. I'm afraid you don't know that since you are new here, as a squad leader, I'm reminding you that you are so tall, kneel down and talk to me." Before he finished speaking, the leader swung his sword at Wang Dahai's leg, wanting him to kneel down in pain. The sword went fast and fiercely. If it were an ordinary person, he would have knelt down on the spot, but in reality, Wang Dahai easily grasped the wooden sword, "I am the martial arts champion hand-picked by the government in the 31st year of Shaoxing. I have a higher position than you. You have to kneel down for me! Kneel down!" After saying that, he took back the wooden sword and hit the man in the stomach with the handle, stabbing him out. Wang Dahai looked at the wooden sword that was broken into two pieces and curled his lips, "The quality of your devil's things is just poor." Devil and Tartar are derogatory terms for the Japanese and Mongolians, and it is said that they came from the Yanjing Palace.
Seeing Wang Dahai was so good at fighting, other Japanese dared not step forward, but refused to lose in words. "What martial arts champion? You cheap leg who was exiled because of a crime. I guess your championship has been taken away by your country. Tartars just like to cause trouble!" "You devils, you still have the nerve to talk. As for causing trouble, isn't it that some of you are confused and randomly score in martial arts events, not knowing that the emperor is watching the competition in disguise below, which made the emperor furious. With a red pen, all the participants of that year rushed to the army. You should take care of your legs first and don't go out of bounds again!" The two sides finally started fighting. There were more devils and Tartars were good at fighting, so it ended in nothing. Everyone was tired of fighting and fell asleep as soon as they touched the pillow. Only Wang Dahai opened his eyes. He was not injured, but he had a problem. He didn't sleep well and always dreamed, and he was dreaming the same thing. He had such a weird sleep. He could grow up so big, maybe thanks to the meat, eggs and milk policy advocated by Emperor Zhao.
Suddenly, Wang Dahai heard some people who were exiled earlier discussing, "Have you heard? Anbahai Khan's great revenge was avenged?" "How? Tell me quickly!" "I heard that King Yesugei's son met the Tatar leader and threw him to death in a wrestling match. I heard that the leader was so skilled that it was impossible to determine whether it was intentional. He was not sentenced to death and was exiled to our place." "The Tatars deserved it. They should have been killed in the first place! The prince risked his future to avenge Anbahai Khan. He will be my big brother from now on!"
Wang Dahai sighed, listening to the sound from the next room gradually fade away, and his mind was full of random thoughts. When the war against Jin ended, everyone became allies, and private fights were not allowed on the surface, which made the resentment accumulate more and more. It was Emperor Zhao who came up with a solution and held a meeting of alliances, suggesting that countries use competition to resolve conflicts. The first time, only horse riding, archery, wrestling and other competitions were held, and each country sent representatives to compete. Let's not talk about other representatives for now. The first representative of Song State was actually Prince Han Shizhong. When he stood on the field, he frightened his opponents so much that their bones became soft and they could not use their strength. Other princes were reluctant to go on the field, so Prince Han won the first place at the age of 55. The emperor gave him the title of Wu Guan San Jun, and since this meeting was held in Wulin, the name of Wulin Meeting was used and continued as a tradition. After Emperor Zhao issued an order to ban Prince Han from participating in the competition, the second Wulin Meeting was successfully held, but something went wrong in wrestling.
Since becoming an idle prince, Ambaghai of Mongolia has been pursuing enjoyment. He has lost his mind and wanted to be the second prince of Han. He dragged his old body to participate in wrestling, a Mongolian specialty. As a result, he was thrown to death. His opponent was the remaining Tatars after the war. So the whole city was in an uproar, saying that the Tatars were deliberately retaliating. In the end, Ambaghai was posthumously named Khan and the Tatar player was beheaded. The hatred between the two sides turned into a sea of blood. It was just a pity for the referees. They had to keep a close eye on the two teams that met each other in each session. As a result, this happened again. The Tatar leader Temujin Uge was thrown to death!
Wang Dahai finally fell asleep. This time his dream was different. He dreamed of the scene when he won the martial arts championship and went to meet the Emperor Zhao. The Emperor Zhao was a skinny old man, so thin that he could strangle him to death with one hand. But when he really stood in front of the Emperor Zhao, he didn't even dare to breathe. When the Emperor Zhao looked at him, he just felt hot. Maybe this is why he is the Emperor and I, Wang Dahai, am just a thief.
But why? Wang Dahai couldn't figure it out. In his dream, he dreamed of the day his father sent him away. His father had always hoped that he could become the imperial guard of the Zhao family, and then he could be sent out to be a senior official. But on the field, when he knew that his opponent was a Tatar, his father couldn't sleep all night. Wang Dahai had heard his father talk about how good his uncle Anbahai was to his father since he was a child. Of course, his father wanted to avenge him, but the price of revenge was his son's fate. His father hesitated, so Wang Dahai helped his father make a decision. On the day of farewell, Wang Dahai knelt down to resign from his father. His father just shot down a big eagle in front of him, and then equipped him with a bow and arrow. His father told him that Mongolians should belong to the grassland and are unruly by nature. He said that Wang Dahai was born to be the leader of the Mongolians! Before leaving, his father gave him a Mongolian name. The name given by his father reminded him of the dream he had been having. There was always this name in his dream. What was that name?
Wang Dahai woke up with a wry smile. The leader of the Mongols could only be Emperor Zhao. How could he, a bandit soldier, be a leader? He should think about how to survive on the battlefield. Speaking of the battlefield, where is the target this time? Oh, it is to assist the Liao Kingdom in suppressing the Western Jin. After Yelu Dashi's death, the Liao Kingdom was stable for several years under the leadership of the Queen Mother. As a result, a Jurchen slave riot was not suppressed in time. A man named Wanyan Heng claimed to be the son of Wanyan Wushu and took advantage of the situation to start an uprising. The old Jurchens, Turks and Romans responded one after another, and calmly divided the southwestern territory of the Liao Kingdom, calling it the Western Jin. It became a trend for a while, and the Liao Kingdom could not suppress it. The frivolous Emperor Zhao actually remembered to help the Liao Kingdom now.
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