Chapter 1: Back to the Early Tang Dynasty

  In the northwest region, the coldest season of the year, December, the north wind is like a galloping horse, whistling and coming, rushing away. The cold wind is like a knife.

  Liu Yitiao leaned against the roof of his own home, looking up at the gray and hazy sky of this era. Letting the cold wind blow through his body freely.

  "Father, big brother has been like this for a while now, will something happen?" Liu Er Tiao looked at his big brother who was standing still on the roof and said worriedly.

  "Alas, he might be thinking too much, let him think carefully. The Wang family of Xicun, we can't afford to offend them." Liu Laoshi sighed helplessly, his eldest son's behavior didn't sit well with him either. But that Wang Shuai was indeed not someone they could afford to mess with. His father Wang Du was a yamen runner in the county, who often formed cliques and had a lot of influence in this area, Liu Laoshi didn't want things to escalate.

  "But this is really that Wang Shuai's fault, who made him snatch our bok choy (nowadays' Chinese cabbage)?!" Liu Er Tiao said with a resentful face, "That day if Yang Shu hadn't stopped them, big brother would have been beaten to death for sure."

  "Isn't your brother doing all right now? Besides, didn't Wang Shuai compensate us with a tael of silver afterwards? Let's just drop it here, and you're not allowed to mention it again, got it? Especially in front of your brother. Having suffered such great injustice, no wonder he'd think irrationally. But who made him born into our poor family, huh? Alas! Old Liu still wanted to suppress the matter, one less trouble is better than one more, if Wang Shuai were to be provoked again, who knows what other mess would ensue? Only, it's a pity for that child, Liu Yi."

  "Alright, Dad. But I'm worried about Big Brother, it's so cold up there, what if he gets sick again. He still has injuries on his body." Liu Er Tiao said.

  "It's okay, your brother has always been physically strong, a little cold won't hurt him. Let him be alone for a while. Maybe after a while he'll come to his senses." Liu Lao Shi sighed and instructed Liu Er Tiao: "You go tell your mother to prepare some more ginger soup, when your brother comes down we'll give it to him to drink. That stuff prevents colds."

  "Alright, got it, Dad. I'll go now." After saying that, Liu Er Tiao turned around and went to the kitchen, where his mother, Liu He Shi, was preparing dinner.

  "Second brother, hasn't your elder brother come down yet? Wuuu, this child, how can he be so stubborn? First, he was beaten half to death by someone, and now he's become like this. What can we do?" As she spoke, Liu He's wife quietly began to cry.

  "Girl, don't worry too much, Dad said that my brother just had a moment of desperation and will be fine in a few days."

  "Your dad?" As soon as Liu Er Tiao mentioned Liu Lao Shi, Liu He's temper flared up. She said: "This matter is mainly not his fault, if he wasn't timid and afraid of trouble, and didn't insist on covering it up, your brother wouldn't have suffered such a great injustice. This time if your brother can't recover, I'll never forgive him!"

  "Alas!" Liu Er Tiao opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but ultimately didn't say anything. He had also complained about this matter, if it wasn't for Old Liu being too weak-willed, and taking a firmer stance at the time, perhaps Big Brother's heart would have been more at ease. But Old Liu was their father, what could they say?

  "Dad wants you to prepare more ginger soup for your elder brother, he'll come down later and have him drink some more to dispel the cold." The atmosphere in the house was somewhat oppressive, stifling for half a day, Liu Er Tiao still didn't say anything, just repeating what Liu Lao Shi said again.

  "Does he still need to remind me? I've had the ginger soup ready for a long time, it's been warming on the stove. Just waiting for your brother to come down." Liu He's wife wiped away her tears and stared blankly at her son on the rooftop through the window.

  "I'll go take a look at Little Sister, she loves to kick off the quilt, on such a cold day, no one is watching, it's not good." Liu Er Tiao saw that nothing was wrong, so he found an excuse to leave.

  Inside the room, Liu Xiaohui was sleeping soundly on the bed, but more than half of her quilt had been kicked off. Liu Er Tiao shook his head and smiled, walking forward to gently cover her with the quilt again. These things used to be done by his older brother, he didn't expect that now it was his turn.

  Liu Yitiao sat on the rooftop, although far away, but he still heard the conversation between Liu Laoshi and Liu Ertiao. He smiled bitterly, if Liu Laoshi knew that his son was really killed by Wang Shuai, what would he think? If Liu Laoshi also knew that at this time in his son's body was another person's soul, what would he think again.

  Time-travel? Liu Yitiao felt a pang of bitterness in his heart. Although time-travel was the dream of many young people, even middle-aged and old men, in the 21st century, it wasn't what he wanted.

  In the 21st century, he had a lover who loved him and whom he also loved. He also had a job that he very much enjoyed and which was full of promise. He didn't want to come, really, if there was an opportunity to choose, even if it meant being beaten to death, he wouldn't have come to this inexplicable world. He had a girlfriend waiting for him to care for her, he had a career waiting for him to complete. But here, there was nothing, only his name, Liu Yitiao, who knows whether it was the arrangement of heaven, the person whose body he possessed happened to have exactly the same name as him.

  "It's all that damned wild horse's fault, if it wasn't for it I wouldn't have come to this damned world." Liu Yitiao started complaining nonstop, his thoughts also returning to before he crossed over.

  "Are you sure you want to go? That horse is one that even I couldn't tame, don't be reckless." Bao Rite Chen asked Liu Yitiao once again before taking action.

  "Haha, uncle, just watch and see, today I'll let you know what it means to surpass the master. This horse will definitely be tamed by me." Liu Yitiao sat on the horse's back, full of vigor and spirit, having learned three months of horsemanship from Balintiema, he thought he already had enough ability.

  "Haha, you kid are really something." Bortei Chagan laughed loudly. Liu Yitian was the smartest apprentice he had ever seen. Raising horses, riding horses, training horses - all these difficult techniques for Mongolians - he had mastered them in just three short months. This was simply a miracle for a modern person. Maybe he really could surpass his master. "Uncle, I'll congratulate you in advance on your success with horse breeding. When the time comes, I'll use my private reserve of airag to celebrate with you!"

  "Huh?" Liu Yitiao drooled as he glanced at Bao Ritejina, who had been treasuring those few bags of horse milk wine for a long time. "Bao Ritejina uncle, Mongolians have always been known to be straightforward and not go back on their words. You can't take it back now! Haha, just wait for your wine to disappear, I'll definitely drink it all up!"

  After finishing, Liu Yitiao waved his whip and rushed out. His speed was very fast, but it was still far from the speed of the wild horses. If not for the help of Boluotei Red Uncle who was driving a motorcycle to assist in intercepting, Liu Yitiao might never have caught up with this group of wild horses, let alone tamed them.

  There are twenty-three wild horses in the herd, which was discovered by Borte Chen when he trained horses several times. In today's era where cars and motorcycles can run wildly on the grasslands, such a large group of wild horses is becoming increasingly rare. When Borte Chen first saw them, he couldn't believe his eyes, and he excitedly chased them for two days and two nights. Only after confirming that they really had no owner did he stop. However, from then on, this herd of wild horses never left his sight again.

  Borjigitena had no intention of taming them one by one, he needed the wildness of these wild horses. He needed the excellent genes in their bodies. Borjigitena had already released five mares into this horse group, and now those mares' bellies were obviously bulging. In a few days, when they were retrieved, his goal would be achieved.

  A natural stud farm, where Temujin even saw countless fine horses coming towards him from this herd of wild horses.

  Liu Yitiao stepped on the stirrup, stood upright on the horse's back, one hand holding the reins and the other shaking the lasso, "Three-ring Lasso", this was an ancient method of capturing horses that had been passed down, not comparable to modern anesthesia guns or animal traps. Horses trained with this method would always be the most obedient, listening only to one person's commands. This was what his uncle, Bao Rite Chena, told him. So he couldn't help but want to try it out himself.

  Who would have thought that this attempt would lead to trouble?

  Liu Yitiao's horse was the one that Boluotiezhana had failed to tame last time, a black horse with a compact skeleton and well-coordinated muscle distribution. With Boluotiezhana's many years of experience in horse breeding and training, this horse is very likely to be a Qianli horse.

  Liu Yitiao's "Three Rings Wrap the Moon" was very accurate, and he successfully put the rope around the black horse's head on his first try. Liu Yitiao proudly glanced at Boluotie Chenna, who had taught him the technique and said that it would take several years of practice to master it, warning him not to have too many illusions. But now, he had succeeded, hitting the mark with his very first attempt.

  Liu Yitiao was very pleased, but this pleasure did not last for a few seconds.

  The black horse reacted violently, probably never having received such a stimulus before. As soon as the rope was put around its neck, it went mad and started galloping wildly in one direction, ignoring even the roar of Bao's motorcycle.

  Borjigitena rode his motorcycle closely behind Liu Yitiao. Taming a horse is like this, no horse will listen obediently at first, but after its neck has been tied with ropes for a long time and its body is exhausted from running, it naturally becomes tame. Borjigitena had trained countless horses in his life, of course he knew the key to training horses.

  One word, drag.

  Drag it until the horse can't run anymore. Taming a horse is often a test of endurance.

  Liu Yitiao galloped with the wild horse, and the strong wind blowing in his face made him unable to open his eyes.

  So fast speed.

  Liu Yitiao couldn't help but admire it in his heart. It was indeed the legendary Qianlima.

  But can this horse he rides on hold out until the end?

  Liu Yitiao has already begun to consider whether or not to turn over and jump. Only by jumping onto the back of this black horse can he finally tame it.

  Borjigitena was also worried. He had already accelerated the motorcycle to its maximum horsepower, but he could only hang behind the black horse. Borjigitena had seen that the horse ridden by Liu Yitiao had already shown signs of fatigue and would not last much longer. The black horse, on the other hand, still had plenty of energy left.

  If Liu Yitiao's horse was dragged across or his jump was not in place, the consequences would be unbearable for Bao Rite Chena.

  He began to blame himself secretly for why he didn't buy the best one when he bought the motorcycle at first.

  "Let go! You can't jump over at this speed!"

  Bai Jitena shouted from behind. With such a fast speed, falling off the horse's back would either kill or injure him.

  Liu Yitiao seemed to have not heard it, he narrowed his eyes, tensed every muscle in his body, and stared excitedly at the black horse in front of him.

  Conquest!

  That was the only thought in Liu's mind at that time.

  Finally, against great air resistance and risking severe injury, Liu Yitao jumped.

  Pulling on the reins and treading on the horse's back, Liu Yitiao jumped up into the air.

  Beyond everyone's expectations, Liu Yitiao actually succeeded! In just a flash of time, he was already riding on the back of the black horse.

  But in that moment of success.

  The rope broke.

  The rope that had been wrapped around the black horse's neck broke. Liu Yitiao fell off the horseback in shock and was immediately knocked over by another horse rushing from behind at high speed.

  Afterwards, Liu Yitiao didn't know anything.