"Brother Zong Shen might be able to help us."
"Besides, the latest Nadam Festival will begin soon."
"If Brother Zong Shen can help our tribe win a spot, we'll be able to see the Gate of Miracles..."
The little fat boy Dada is a smart boy. Now he knows how powerful Zong Shen is.
Instead, they started lobbying on his behalf.
Listen to what the little fat kid said.
The cavalrymen looked at each other.
Especially when he heard about the Nadam Festival, his expression became more serious.
They all put away their bows.
Get off the horse together.
He held the reins with one hand, clenched his fist with the other, lightly touched his chest, and bowed slightly.
"You are a true warrior and will be the most distinguished guest of our Hazik tribe."
"I will report this to our Khan. Please follow my comrades into the village to rest."
After saying this, Ashilan mounted his horse again, turned his horse around, and returned to the tribe first.
As he walked forward, he stretched out his thumb and index finger, placed them on his lips, and blew a loud whistle.
The rest of the cavalry led their horses and made way for the tribe.
Zong Shen looked calm as he followed the little fat boy Dada into the tribe.
The ancient Mongolian grassland is extremely vast.
Blindly searching for the entrance to the stairs is like looking for a needle in a haystack.
Only through contact with the native forces of the prairie.
These indigenous people have been reproducing in the thousands of layers of space for tens of millions of years and are the ancestors of countless ancient Mongolian grasslands.
I have already traveled all over the grassland.
If there really are any rare treasures and clues to climbing the tower, they should also be known by these natives.
Just follow these natives and you will have a general direction.
It's much better than searching blindly like looking for a needle in a haystack.
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