I can bless thousands of magical powers.

The gift Zhang Yuan gave to Amuguleng and Asiya was a pair of mandarin duck daggers.

This pair of daggers was spoils of war captured by Zhang Yuan. As for which enemy he took them from, he had already forgotten - he had killed too many people.

The dagger is delicately and beautifully crafted, with a thin and sharp curved blade and extremely tough texture.

The dark gold handle is inlaid with several beautiful gems, which looks very valuable.

Although this pair of mandarin duck daggers are of high quality, they are not mysterious weapons and are small in size, making them unsuitable for Zhang Yuan to use.

Therefore, after he got it, he just threw it into the bottom of the storage space and never really used it.

In fact, Zhang Yuan also has a real Xuanbing dagger.

There are quite a few similar gadgets in the storage space, and most of them were picked up for free.

So now he took out the pair of mandarin duck daggers and gave them to the two little guys without any burden.

Amuguleng and Asiya were overjoyed.

They had never seen such exquisite weapons before, and the dagger was a perfect size, so they all loved it.

The joy is beyond words!
Zhang Yuan had to remind him: "You can play with it sometimes, but don't use it recklessly, it can kill people."

Even though these two daggers are short, they can still kill people.

It has no problem penetrating armor!

"Uh-huh!"

Amuguleng and Asiya nodded in unison, then happily put the dagger on their belts.

The other children of Zhamuhe were all extremely envious when they saw this.

In fact, they also wanted to learn martial arts from Zhang Yuan, but the opportunity had already been given to Amuguleng and Asiya.

It was impossible for Zhang Yuan to accept them as his disciples again.

Of course, although they are envious, these grown-up children will not feel jealous or resentful because of this.

They are also happy for their younger brothers and sisters.

Asiya said obediently: "Thank you, Master."

Amuguleng was not stupid either, and he quickly followed suit to express his gratitude.

Zhang Yuan patted their heads with a smile and said, "Practice martial arts well. If we meet again in the future, I will give you better weapons."

Although he didn't think he would have the chance to meet Amuguleng and Asiya after leaving Hulan Grassland.

But things are unpredictable, he had thought so before, and now he is about to arrive at Nachoda.

Zhang Yuan looked towards the snow-capped mountains in the distance.

Hulan Holy Mountain!

The ox-horse caravan continued to move towards Nachoda, encountering an increasing number of other herders and travelers along the way.

The real path also appeared.

It seemed as if at this moment, all the tribal people from the entire grassland had rushed over.

Zamuhe told Zhang Yuan that Nacuoda usually has a population of more than 100,000. During the Saigut Conference, the number of grassland people gathered in this holy place will exceed 500,000.

There were also a large number of envoy delegations from other tribes.

You can see how lively it is!
Zhang Yuan didn’t think that Zhamuhe was bragging, because when he arrived at Nachoda the next day, he was shocked by the scene before him and felt it was quite incredible.

There were thousands of tents densely packed on the open grassland in front of the Snow Mountain.

Some of these tents, large and small, are very simple, while others are extremely gorgeous, with colorful banners fluttering, people coming and going, and countless cattle, sheep, horses and livestock mixed in.

Even from several miles away, Zhang Yuan could feel the boiling popularity coming towards him!
What is truly amazing is the white building complex built on the mountain. Nachoda City!

It is said that the Holy City of Hulan was built more than three hundred years ago, and then it was expanded at all costs by successive Hulan Khans to its current size.

Moreover, since its construction and completion, the city of Nachoda has been invaded by foreign enemies many times.

But it never fell!
Therefore, most of the people who are qualified to live in this holy city are the upper nobles of the Hulan tribe, their relatives and servants.

As for ordinary civilians, being able to occupy a place outside the city is considered a superior person!
There is also a vast lake in the southwest of Nacuoda City.

The lake water comes from streams formed by melting snow from the mountains. Its clear water reflects the blue sky and white clouds, and also nourishes the surrounding lush grasslands. The scenery is unique.

Along the lakeshore, there are cattle sheds and horse pens, with countless livestock raised in them.

In the southeast of Nachoda City, there is a huge open-air market.

It's even more lively there.

Zamuhe and his family set up their own camp about five miles away from Nachoda City.

There was no way, they arrived a little late, and the locations near the holy city were either occupied by someone else.

But Jamukha and his wives were still very happy.

Since their position was worse in previous years, they were lucky this year.

The first step in setting up camp is to pen up the cattle, sheep and horses that they brought, to prevent them from escaping and becoming impossible to find.

Some of these cattle and sheep were used for trade, and some were offered to tribes and gods.

This is the obligation and responsibility of every grassland citizen.

Seeing that Zhamuhe's family was busy and couldn't settle down for a day or two, Zhang Yuan thought for a while and said, "Brother Zhamuhe, I'll go out for a walk and come back in the evening."

Zamuha quickly replied, "Okay."

Amuguleng, who was standing by, was anxious: "Master, can you take me with you?"

Although Asiya didn't say anything, the little girl blinked her big eyes with an expectant look.

"Don't disturb Master!"

Zamuhe's face immediately darkened: "Master has something to do, you have to be sensible."

This grassland man did not forget that Zhang Yuan held the token of the Hulan tribe and also knew the Buzzard warrior.

The two little guys immediately shrank their heads and dared not speak anymore.

Zhang Yuan smiled and patted their heads: "I will bring you some delicious food."

After saying goodbye to Zamuha’s family, Zhang Yuan first took a walk outside the city of Nachoda.

The outer city area surrounding the White Holy City, which accommodates hundreds of thousands of people, seems to be in chaos, but in fact it has its own management order and shows vitality.

But the smell is really not very pleasant.

Zhang Yuan walked through the area, appreciating the exotic customs and from time to time he could see teams of tribal warriors with scimitars on their waists patrolling by.

And he is undoubtedly a very different existence in this area.

You can tell at a glance that he is an outsider. Whether in appearance, temperament, or dress, he is clearly different from the people of the grassland.

Not surprisingly, Zhang Yuan ran into some trouble.

A patrol of warriors stopped him.

One of the warriors who looked like the leader asked in a deep voice: "Who are you? Where are you from? What do you want to do in our Nachoda?"

Zhang Yuan didn't waste any words and directly took out the jade leaf token: "I'm here to find Buzzard." (End of this chapter)