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Wo Kotai's heart was excited. His father did not blame him for not actively attacking the city. It seems that this somewhat eccentric father is quite fair in the military.

And the rest of the time, after talking about business, it became a real family banquet.

These brothers who have been fighting all the year round, eating and drinking together, talk to each other, and they don't have that much sense of measure.

As the Khan of a country, Temujin, who is also his father, now talks with Wo Kota more casually, and he beckons to Wo Kota again.

Then he patted his close side. Motion to the other party to sit over.

"Woo Kotai, before the dinner party has started, let your two grandchildren's sons who are accompanying the army to come over too."

"Speaking of which, apart from your eldest son, Guiyu, I haven't seen any of your children yet."

"Also? I heard from your subordinates that your second son Haigu Duzheng is very good, quite a bit of the Mongolian eagle's posture?"

"Then the ancient kingdom of Khorasan, who came to help Huajianzimo, was he who led the army to defeat with fewer enemies and more?"

However, the praised Wo Kuo Tai picked up the corner of his mouth inconspicuously, and said to the guard outside the door: "Let the two boys outside the tents come in."

"Let them meet their grandfather, Mongolia's greatest Khan!"

Then he turned his head back to Temujin's direction again: "Father Khan, don't listen to outsiders' exaggeration. My two boys are still too immature, and they still learn!"

After hearing this, Genghis Khan pointed his hand in the direction of Wo Kuotai, and joked at the Mongolian general he had brought over.

"Look at my third son, his face is full of pride and self-satisfaction, but he wants to learn from the hypocrisy of that southerner, and he says that it is impossible or impossible, such a humble remark."

"Look at the corners of his grinning mouth. Which one tells him his humility? It's obviously that he is very satisfied with those stinky boys in his family."

"It's just right, as a grandfather, I also look at what this son who makes Wo Kuo too proud of looks like!"

After speaking, there was a notification from the guards outside the camp.

"Report! You are led by Guiyou, Haigu Duzheng is led, take orders out of the account!"

"Declare them to be accounted for!"

"Yes!"

After the sound fell, the curtains of the Mengdeng Daying Camp were lifted, and the two generals walked in from outside the door fiercely.

The headed one is dressed in a big red brocade robe, with a golden cymbal top on his head, and the pendant on the top of the hat is a huge opal of the same color.

All the hair was carefully braided into large loops of thin strands and hung over the shoulders.

The epaulettes on the shoulders are the standard Moiré Jaha. In order to distinguish the red color of the quality sun clothes on his body, they are all covered with gold and silver threads, forming a bright golden cloak.

The golden leather belt is matched with the golden leather bag, and the black-soled long leather boots dyed with fine deer leather are used under the soles of the feet.

Don't mention how luxurious it is.

You don't need to look at it. Those who are familiar with Temujin's children and grandchildren will know that the leader is definitely Guiyou.

It's like his name, expensive and oily.

Only his mother who used the Abahai grassland as a dowry has such a rich and powerful handwriting to dress up his son gleamingly, as gorgeous as a moving human-shaped treasure house.

But let's not say, this ordinary gentleman can't stand the dress, but Guiyou is a great love.

He perfectly inherited the weird aesthetic of his mother and concubine.

On weekdays, except for marching and fighting, on other days, Kiyu is like a peacock on the screen, he can be swaggered as much as he can.

When all the uncles eased their eyes, Takayuki, who was standing at the bottom of the head, finished the show, and danglingly saluted the grandfather of the head.

"Guiyou has seen Tian Khan!"

As for Gu Zheng behind him, he finally waited until his eldest brother spoke, and then he followed up with a sentence: "Hai Gu Duzheng has seen Tian Khan!"

When Gu Zheng spoke up, no one in the room noticed him.

Then when everyone turned their attention to the young man who spoke crisply, everyone couldn't help but "drink!"

I admire Wo Kota's son for being so handsome.

At this time, Gu Zheng didn’t dress up specially. When his father’s guards came to inform him that he was going to see his grandfather today, he didn’t put on the luxurious robes. On the contrary, he was specially wrapped up outside the upper body clothes. The half armor on the sloping shoulders.

The Mongolian robe at his feet is also a bunting standard, which is a bit more refined than usual, but compared with the bright red Guiyu, it is too inconspicuous.

But just such an ordinary dressed young man, just standing there, is like a ferocious boulder, with sharp sharp edges and vigor like a bell, so that the eyes of others will be attracted by him unconsciously.

At this time, Gu Zheng, with his own temperament, made the Guiyou on the side dimmed by three points.

Seeing such a tall and mighty man, his facial profile was a rare sight, and he also brought a bit of handsomeness and profoundness that was not part of the monk, which made Temujin sitting on the top of him feel curious.

He waved in the direction of Gu Zheng and said, "What is your son's name? Hai Gu Duzheng, right, come and let your Owuge see how brave his grandson is."

Inspired by Temujin’s round face with a little kindness, Gu Zheng strode forward, surpassing his elder brother, and stopped two steps away from Temujin’s face, and moved towards Cheng Jisihan clasped his fists and shouted: "Grandpa!"

The more spacious space, and the absence of Guiyou's shadow, made Temujin more clearly, seeing the whole picture of Gu Zheng clearly.

Then this young man in sweat, it is rare to show the most sincere smile since arriving here.

"Okay! What a hero! A new eagle is flying on our Mongolian grassland!"

No wonder Temujin liked it so much.

Because in the eyes of the Mongolian people who adore warriors, Gu Zheng's appearance is too much in line with their aesthetics.

He was eight feet tall when he reached the age of sixteen, and even the clothes under his armor could not hide the bulging muscles.

Broad arms and thick chest muscles, if paired with an angular face, it is simply a big killer for Mongolian aesthetics.

It fully satisfies every Mongolian's fantasy of heroic image.

If Mongolia also wants to build an honor guard, Gu Zheng must be the captain of the honor guard.

The more he saw Temujin, the more he liked him, he showed the most sincere and kind smile. He turned his head to the direction of his third son, Wo Kuo Tai, and asked: "I heard that you also gave the golden bow you got from me. Give it to him?"

"Do you know how powerful the golden bow is? But it takes a warrior with more than three rocks to pull it away."

"You give it to Haigu Duzheng now, so you are not afraid that others are small and weak, and you are using it to encourage him to use it. Will it affect his future development?"

Hearing Temujin's inquiries, the expression on Wo Kuotai's face was also serious. He deliberately moved his body in the direction of his father Khan, and explained as if offering treasures.

"Father Khan, I naturally take these things into consideration."

"This kid made such a great contribution, and he was clamoring when he was home, that he wanted to be the number one warrior of this great Mongolian nation."

"I rewarded him with this bow in order to inspire his fighting spirit."

"Not only that, in order to let him know that there are people outside the sky, I also replaced the bowstrings on the golden bow that were worn out by General Tetsubee and were about to be broken with new ones."

"This bowstring is made of the toughest materials by the craftsmen of the southern people I specially sought."

"After the finished product is finished, the pulling force of this golden bow is not the original three-stone, but has become the present four-stone strong bow."

"I thought that when Haigu Duzheng used this golden bow, he would temporarily give up using this bow because of his dissatisfaction."

"By the way, I also understand that the title of the first warrior of the Great Mongolian country is not so easy to be recognized."

"But who came up with it, his son took him to patrol and deploy. When the troops were in formation, he carried him on his back without leaving any step."

"Then I'm going to ask, Haigu Duzheng, you still can't use this bow. Why do you bring such a bow wherever you go?"

"Yes? Why?"

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"That's because," Wo Kuotai turned her head to Gu Zheng, and sold it to everyone who was proud of it: "Hai Gu Duzheng, speak for yourself!"

"Yes!" Gu Zheng was a chest beating again. He suspected that his chest muscles were exercised in this way, and then he raised his chest toward the generals in the account and returned: "Because this bow is in hand."

"The uniform curved bow rationed by the army can be opened with only two stones or so of force."

"For me, it's too soft. If you don't have a correct head, the arrows you shoot will easily flutter."

"The golden bow that my father gave me is neither soft nor hard, and full of precision."

"That's why I stayed with me day and night during the marching and formation."

"After all, the situation on the battlefield changes rapidly. If there is an emergency, I only need one man, one horse and one bow, to kill the general, and I will never miss the opportunity."

Gu Zheng who said here didn't get the admiration and praise he imagined. Instead, everyone except his father burst into laughter.

"Hahahaha! This kid is so interesting!"

"Look at this cowhide, it looks decent! It has the aura of our Mongolian people!"

"But I said the little general, the golden bow you said does not leave the body, then when you come over to take your grandfather, what about your bow?"

Seeing that everyone was actually making fun of his true strength, Gu Zheng actually stubbornly testified for himself: "My golden bow is out of the account at this time, and it is specifically handed over to my guards."

"Now if there is a war, I will pull my legs out of the account, not only is the golden bow, you look at my body, even if you immediately turn on the horse, there is nothing wrong with it!"

Everyone noticed how conducive Gu Zheng's inconspicuous dress was to the march.

And this sentence actually convinced them by three points.