Chapter 1371

"The army is stationed on the spot." Yang er's loud voice is still heard in the air. It's also good to have Yang er. At least you don't need to take any speakers, and the orders can be conveyed.

The cavalry of the five-star army stopped, and the black riding dragon guards also stopped. Only Yang Chendong rode a horse with Yang Er, Tian Hu and Badaojiang, and went to the surrounded herdsman camp.

The reason why it is a camp, not a yurt, is that these herdsmen are not Mongolian descendants. They are authentic white skinned and Russian.

Among the people, except Yang Chendong, the other three saw the authentic white for the first time, so they looked more curiously. However, Yang Chendong's face was not surprised and plain. He rode to the periphery, looked at the young man with only more than 20 and asked, "Hala whistle, can you speak Chinese?"

Of course, this sentence was spoken in Russian. Although Yang Chendong of the previous life joined the military very early and had no opportunity to further study in University, he did know a lot about the languages and cultures of various countries. This is what people say that it is better to travel ten thousand miles than to read ten thousand books.

"Yes, we will." one of the young men, who was eight feet tall, looked at Yang Chendong with some vigilance and replied.

"Very good." Yang Chendong doesn't want to speak. It's good that the other party can speak Chinese. He smiled and nodded, "then please take me to your patriarch. Don't worry, I don't mean any harm."

With these words, Yang Chendong also deliberately spread out his hands and said that he was not armed. He looked harmless and friendly to people and animals.

In fact, Yang Chendong really doesn't want to treat these people like that. Unless it is a hostile armed force, Yang Chendong will regard all the people he sees here as quasi people. That can be a member of Yang Department at any time. How can he do that kind of thing that hurts his strength?

Yang Chendong said politely. The young man really knew that he had no choice. Seeing that there are tens of thousands of cavalry on the other side, we don't even have to deal with these more than 20 people. One person can spit. But they did not start immediately, but wanted to solve the problem through peace talks, which has given them great face.

"Please." the young man who knew he had no choice finally nodded, then turned around and took Yang Chendong to the camp of the tribe behind him.

Yang Chen's east side is still four people, moving forward without haste or delay. Although there are only four of them, one is more powerful than the other. Don't say that there are only more than 20 young people with knives. Even if there are ten times more, they won't be afraid.

It's just a tribe of more than a hundred people. The territory is not big. Just a few tens of meters later, he came to a camp that looked intact. Yang Chendong got off his horse happily, looked at the unattended camp and asked, "here?"

"Yes." the young man just nodded without too much introduction. Then he looked at Yang Chendong with big eyes, obviously paying attention to his every move.

"Ha ha." Yang Chendong smiled and thought, is this testing his courage? Do you need to make a group of knives and axes around and have a cup? But I think a small tribe here doesn't have such strength.

Yang Chendong, who didn't want to be looked down upon, decided to take a look in the account, so that Yang Er wanted to rush in first to observe the environment, which was blocked by him. The five-star army suddenly appeared here. It is impossible for the other party to ambush. And even if it is true, will he be afraid with his master's strength?

In the white man's slightly examining eyes, Yang Chendong opened the curtain with empty hands. Only this spirit made the man nod involuntarily. The heart of Yang Chendong is much higher.

Lift the curtain and enter it into the account. The first thing that came into view was a warm breath. After a brief glance, Yang Chendong calculated that there were at least more than 30 people in the account. Among them, women and children are the most, and the elderly are the least, and the elderly sitting in the middle of the account stand out from the crowd.

Different from the others in the tent, the old man in the tent was calmly looking at Yang Chendong when others were afraid. Yang Chendong is also looking at each other. He has a feeling that this must be an old man with a story. At least he should see a lot of scenes of life and death, otherwise he will not be so calm.

Both sides were looking at each other, but no one spoke first. After about ten minutes of rest, Yang Er outside the account finally couldn't help shouting, "young master, are you okay?"

"It's all right. Go get some food and drink and send them in." Yang Chendong said without looking back. Then he strode towards the old man and said with a smile on his face, "what do you call the old man?"

A person into the account, so calm, so calm, this is what the old man has never seen in his life.

Unconsciously, he put away a short knife hidden in his sleeve, forced a smile on his face and said, "old man jerovsky is the chief of these people. But I don't know what distinguished guests call him?"

Yang Chendong can indeed be called a distinguished guest. Just the golden robe on his body is not vulgar, shaking people's eyes.

"It's the head of a family. I'm disrespectful. My name is Yang Chendong, and the people on the grassland also call me Tian Khan." when Yang Chendong smiled, he had strided to the old man's side, and then sat down with his knees crossed at will.

As soon as the Khan's name came out, it was obvious that the faces of the people in the tent had changed, and then all kinds of fear and fear were covered on their faces again.

The name of Khan is now only used for the Mongols, and as a Russian ethnic group ruled by the Mongols for more than 200 years, I hate and fear them. It is no exaggeration to say that many times, a sentence from the Mongols can stop the baby from crying.

Everyone's performance fell into Yang Chendong's eyes, and he wanted to explain something. But before he could speak, the chief named jerovsky said, "don't panic, don't panic, he is different from ordinary Mongols."

The chief said this sentence in Russian, and Yang Chendong naturally heard it clearly. He asked curiously, "why am I different from other Mongols?"

"Can you understand Russian?" the old man was surprised at first, but soon calmed down again. Obviously, in a region, Russians and Mongols alternate with each other. They have long been indiscriminate, and the language is a little confused. It's like these Russians can speak Chinese and Mongolian. Why can't people speak Russian?

After the old man's reprimand, the tent was quiet. The chief looked at Yang Chendong and asked, "God Khan? Forgive my stupidity. It seems that no one dares to call this name except Genghis Khan, the noble."

"Not bad." Yang Chendong smiled and nodded. He didn't expect that the chief was still knowledgeable, but he still had to correct one thing. "I'm not Mongolian, but a genuine Han. The name of Khan this day is a respectful title of Mongols to me."

"Are you not Mongolian? But Han?" the answer made jerovsky's face flash with surprise for the first time. Then he thought of something and asked, "but I don't know what connection Tian Khan has with the Han people in the Far East?"

Unexpectedly, the old man also knew the Han people in the Far East. Yang Chendong was interested, "the chief knows them? Yes, we are together."

As soon as Yang Chendong admitted it, the chief's face obviously relaxed a little, and then said, "I've been to the Far East state. I've moved stones there, helped build the city, and got some wages. The Han people there are still good."

"Salary? Good?" Yang Chendong couldn't understand the information. Even though the old man has been to the Far East state, why not live and settle there? It's better than wandering around. With doubts in his heart, Yang Chendong asked, "I didn't expect the chief to go there to help, but I just don't know how the chief impressed there?"

"Seal image?" the chief seemed to say after recalling: "the seal image is good. At least they don't discriminate against us Russians so much. We will pay enough for our work. Although it's not as much as the Han people, it's good. The city is also magnificent, but it's a pity that we are not allowed to live there."

"You are not allowed to live there?" Yang Chendong was shocked when he heard about it for the first time.

"Yes, we are not allowed to live, saying that we are not Han people." jerovsky looked a little gloomy when he said this.

Hearing this, Yang Chendong smiled bitterly in his heart. He said to Chen Bo that his heart must be different. But it doesn't mean that other people are not allowed to live in the city except Han people.

Just like Shicheng, not all the people living in it are Han people. Among them, many people from various tribes of Mongolia are foreign businessmen. They are allowed to live in the city. As long as they can prove their identity, they have the right to live in the city, not hostile and dangerous elements. The difference is that they have to pay more than Han people.

Yang Chendong knows why the Far East has not developed in recent years. It must be that the policy is wrong.

Speaking of Chen Bo, his ability to March and fight is still good. But the stronger one is to do ideological work for people, otherwise they won't be the first political commissars in the cold front. It's a pity that he has no experience in building a city and has no chance to learn. He just works with his own ideas. This will inevitably lead to many wrong ways. This person does not know what it means to mobilize the masses and how to rely on the masses to establish base areas.