Jia Yujing of Red Mansion

Chapter 40 My name is Abiya

On a small river beach in the hinterland of the Hetao, there is a small camp consisting of more than a dozen white yurts.

Several Mongolian women were cooking food in the camp, and laughter could be heard from time to time, echoing among the blue sky and grasslands.

There was a young and beautiful girl sitting by the river not far away. She was embroidering a blue belt with a happy face and looking up to the south from time to time.

A woman asked with a smile: "Abiya, is this belt you embroidered for Ang Qin?"

Abiya admitted generously: “Yes Ani (Mongolian aunt).

Ang Qin said that this time he would bring back a generous bride price from the south and propose marriage to my Abu (Abba in Mongolian) when he came back. "

The woman joked: "Our Abiya is the pearl of the Yala tribe. Angqin should prepare more gifts."

Abiya seemed a little worried when she heard what the woman said, and her mother smiled and comforted her.

“Haha, Abiya, don’t worry.

Ang Qin is one of the best warriors in a hundred, and you, Abu, will not embarrass him. "

A few people were chatting happily when they suddenly heard a faint rumbling sound.

They knew very well that this was the sound made by a large group of galloping horses.

They couldn't help but look to the east at the same time, and soon spotted a dozen figures on horseback running towards them.

Riding over on horseback were several men from the Yala tribe who had stayed behind. They were all elderly people over 40 years old, or teenagers under 13 years old.

They beat the horses' backs desperately and waved their arms towards them, seeming to be shouting something.

But because they were too far away, these women couldn't hear what they were shouting.

Abiya said in confusion: "Hey, how come Abu and the others are back so early and haven't brought back their animals yet."

But her mother suddenly realized something. She shouted to Abiya eagerly: "Abiya, go get the horse, hurry up!", and then rushed into a yurt.

Abiya was startled by her mother's roar. She didn't understand why her mother was so anxious to let her lead the horse.

But she still ran to the yurt obediently and untied the reins of the only horse here.

This is a rare pure white horse, an adult gift given to her by Ang Qin.

At this time, Abiya's mother rushed out of the yurt with a bundle and a delicate scimitar, and stuffed them into Abiya's arms.

She held Abiya’s face and shouted: “My child, run south.

Go find you Angqin, run, run! "

Abiya hadn't figured out the situation yet, so she asked in confusion: "Eji (Mother in Mongolian), why?"

The woman shouted: "There is no time to explain, the enemy is about to kill, so mount your horse quickly.

Remember, run south and don't look back.

Run!run! "

The woman pushed Abiya onto the white horse and spanked the horse's butt hard.

The white horse was in pain, neighed and rushed out with the girl in an instant.

The girl was frightened by this sudden change. She instinctively rode her horse to the south, but looked back worriedly from time to time.

She was then horrified to see a group of black knights appear at the end of the grassland like demons, and then rushed towards her home like a torrent.

Abu was shot off his horse by an arrow from one of the leading devils. His brother Zhuoji was shot from behind by a spear, and blood spurted out far from his mouth.

Her Eji took Abu's scimitar and rushed towards the group of devils, but the devil on the horse flew the scimitar away and threw her to the ground. Then she was trampled by dozens of war horses.

These demons rushed into the camp and slaughtered her people silently, like cold statues.

"Abu, Eji, Zhuoji." Abiya shouted in pain, but she didn't dare to stop at all.

She only remembered what Eji said, "Run south, don't look back!"

Tears filled her beautiful eyes, making her unable to see the road in front of her.

But her white horse still took her all the way south, escaping from the group of devils.

I don't know how long it took, but the girl suddenly noticed a blurry black shadow appearing in the direction she was heading.

She quickly wiped the tears from her eyes with her hands, but was horrified to see another group of devils appear in front of her.

They were pressing down on her like a silent mountain, making her feel suffocated, and the girl's heart completely sank into the abyss at this moment.

She knew she couldn't escape. She lost Abu, Eji and her younger brother, and would never see her sweetheart again.

With one hand, Abiya grasped the unfinished embroidered belt on her chest through her clothes, and with the other hand, she held tightly the delicate scimitar that Eji gave her.

The devils in the distance were slowly approaching, and she was surprised to find that the leader of these devils was actually a young man about the same age as her brother.

Jia Qiong raised his hand, and hundreds of cavalry stopped 20 meters away from the girl, like a pack of wolves surrounding a lamb.

Jia Qiong drove Chi Yan forward a few meters before stopping. He looked at the alien girl's hand holding the scimitar tightly and said: "Put down the knife, tell me where your tribe is, and I will let you go."

Abiya understood Jia Qiong's words. She was very smart. When she was a child, she learned Chinese from a Han girl who was captured by Abu, and she learned it quickly.

But she didn't believe Jia Qiong. These demons had killed all her relatives. How could she believe it, so she still held on to the machete.

Jia Qiong shouted: "Tian Li, tell her what I said."

Tian Li immediately translated Jia Qiong's words to Abiya, but she bit her lip and remained unmoved.

Jia Qiong frowned. This was his first time leading an army alone. He should have ordered Abiya to be killed long ago.

But looking at the girl's innocent face and bright black eyes, even if they were filled with hatred, he couldn't bear to give this order.

He hesitated for a moment, then put it down and raised it to his waist, preparing for someone to shoot the girl's hand.

He drove his horse forward, and the cavalry behind him wanted to follow, but he raised his hand to stop them.

Jia Qiong stopped one meter away from Abiya, looked into her eyes, and stretched out his left hand.

"Give me the knife and you can leave. I will never lie to you."

He knew that at this distance, the girl's small scimitar could not pierce him at all, so he did not need to be on guard at all.

Jia Qiong's hands had never been stained with the blood of women and children, so he knew he had to go through this.

Abiya looked at this handsome young man who was as old as her brother, with tears in her eyes but a bright smile on her face.

"My name is Abiya..."

The afterglow of the setting sun filled the sky, and the sunset glow was as red as flowing blood.

Jia Qiong jumped off the horse, walked to Abiya's body, and closed her eyes that had lost their vitality.

He put the blue belt that fell on the ground and was stained red with blood back into the girl's arms.

After doing this, Jia Qiong picked up the sharp scimitar that fell on the ground, wiped the blood on it with his sleeve, sheathed the knife, and inserted it into his boot.

The white horse was still neighing and lingering beside the girl. Jia Qiong ordered Tian Li to lead it.

After gathering his mood, Jia Qiong mounted Chiyan again, facing the bloody sunset, and rushed with three hundred cavalry to the next herdsman camp, where blood and fire were waiting for him.

　War is always cruel and ruthless, with no room for beauty

　　
　
(End of this chapter)