As night falls, the sky is like a huge black curtain, and the vast grassland is shrouded in gloom.
A burst of rapid and crisp horseshoes broke through the tranquility of the grassland. In the haze, dozens of black figures galloped from a distance, and their naked war horses pierced through the night like arrows, with great momentum. When they got closer, they gradually saw the figures of these people and horses. They were thirty or forty Turkic men with ragged clothes and haggard faces. Their dusty faces were frightened and flustered, and some of them were wounded by arrows. , blood was flowing down, but they didn't care about dressing up, they drove their horses like flying all the way, looking back nervously from time to time.
It was dusk in the distance, no one could be seen, no hoofbeats could be heard, and the Dahua who had been chasing after them all the way had disappeared without a trace.
Grasslands are finally our Turkic people's world! All the barbarians burst into tears with excitement, cheered loudly, and their excitement was beyond words.
During this period of escape, at least they traveled forty or fifty miles, the Turkic horse was exhausted, and the Hu people on the horse were panting like cows in fear.
After a short rest, one of the leading barbarians looked at his companions and opened his mouth to say something. For some reason, his usually loud voice became hoarse, and he clearly wanted to speak Turkic. , in the ears of the clansmen, it was a hoarse "ah" roar.
I can't even speak! The leading Turkic man's face was pale, and boundless fear flashed in his eyes. He exerted all his strength and yelled desperately, but he couldn't utter a word except for a hoarse voice in his throat. What made him even more frightened was that it wasn't just him. The faces of the thirty or forty companions who escaped with him changed color, and none of them could speak.
One of them had a beard all over his face. The guy with the hat pressed down, opened his mouth wide with his hands, desperately trying to say a few words, but he worked hard for a long time. Still in vain. Thirty or forty Turkic people listened to the black servant roaring angrily. At the same time sad on my heart. For a while, the howling of wolves kept coming and going.
It is better for the leading Turkic man to calm down. Thinking about the past few days of being captured, except for today at noon, the Dahua man gave them some pieces of dried meat as if out of kindness. At other times, he and his companions did not eat a single grain of rice. . After devouring it voraciously, the jerky had already turned into a delicacy in their stomachs. Think about it now. It must be the insidious Dahua who tampered with the meat, causing him and his companions. Can no longer speak.
In the roar of Aoao. The joy of the rest of the life after the catastrophe has long since been swept away, and the faces of all Turkic people are full of grief and fear. The insidiousness and cunning of the Dahua people. It made them daunting, and their only thought at this time was to get rid of the clutches of the Dahua people as soon as possible. Return to the arms of the God of the Prairie.
Under deep disappointment and fear, the Turkic people who escaped had no time to count whether the people on the left and right knew each other. They gritted their teeth and galloped without saying a word, as if they wanted to leave Dahua Devil behind.
The "Turkic man" with a beard covering most of his face, mixed with the Hu crowd, gnashed his teeth. The expression is the most sad and indignant. It's just dark. No one could see his face clearly.
Everyone was depressed. I don't know how many miles I traveled. Suddenly there was a rapid sound of horseshoes, mixed with the sound of saber and arrow scabbard clashing. far away. Hundreds of Turkic cavalry rushed forward with torches held high.
"Ah-ah-" I saw the majestic Turkic cavalry. The escaped Hu people immediately burst into tears with excitement, and hurriedly raised their arms and cheered vigorously. The group of Turkic cavalry suddenly accelerated and came straight towards this side.
Wait until the two sides are close. The faces of the Turkic cavalry are already clearly visible. The leader was a strong man with a protruding nose. The appearance is very majestic. When he saw the escaped leader of the Hu people, he immediately exclaimed: "Dul Hancha, why is it you?!"
Du Erhancha nodded angrily, and yelled a few times. The cavalry leader didn't know that he could no longer speak. After watching Duerhancha's performance for a long time, he didn't know what he meant.
The escaped Turkic people all looked anxious and shouted together, the leading cavalry leader finally understood, and his face changed drastically: "You all can't talk anymore?"
More than forty Turkic people nodded in unison. The color of grief and indignation is beyond words.
The torches illuminated the grassland a lot, and the bearded man who was the loudest before secretly lowered his head, so as not to let others see through Xingzang. Even if he doesn't understand the Turkic language, he can still guess what these barbarians are talking about. He couldn't help reaching out his hand to his chest and touched it secretly. , Telling you not to lift for the rest of your life, that is also a trivial matter.
Forty people can't speak anymore? The cavalry leader was horrified, seeing Durhancha's anxious eyes, he immediately waved his hands without asking, and the cavalry in the brigade turned their horses around and escorted the escaped Turks back.
After traveling twenty or thirty li, a huge flat land appeared in front of him. Two or three thousand Turkic people gathered here, and there was a din of voices. These Turkic people were sweating profusely, and they were fierce and exhausted. After running for a day and a night, the Turkic horses had a layer of crystal sweat in their mane, which was very dazzling in the light of the burning torch.
The Turkic people had obviously just arrived here, the saddles hadn't been put down yet, the stables hadn't been set up yet, and the 3,000 large Turkic horses were wagging their tails and swaying around, looking very messy.
The high chief took a few glances, and couldn't help but nodded secretly: Lao Hu really has two skills, and the Turkic people really set up camp at dusk.
The Turkic cavalry, who were busy preparing water and grass for their horses, saw more than forty compatriots in ragged clothes and sallow faces stepping into the camp dejectedly, and gradually there was a sound of ridicule. The Turkic people are fierce by nature and have always only worshiped the strong. They can step forward on the corpses of their companions, which shows their wolf nature. The contempt for these compatriots who were captured by Dahua and escaped was beyond words.
Bathed in the eyes of many Turkic people, Gao Chief, a Xibei guy, hastily pulled his hat down even lower, so that his head almost fell to his feet, so as not to be recognized by others. His "low self-esteem" has reached this point, although he has aroused more contempt and ridicule from the Turkic people, but no one doubts it. No one could have imagined that the Dahua people would have the courage to sneak into the Turkic camp alone.
"You guys are waiting outside. No one is allowed to run around." The cavalry leader shouted at the crowd, pulling Durhancha who lost his voice. Hurry to a tent that has just been set up.
The high chief's eyes rolled wildly, looking around secretly. The faces of these three thousand Turkic cavalrymen were covered with dust and dust, and their faces were tired. It was obvious that the long-distance march all day and night had consumed a lot of their physical strength. Most held dried jerky in their hands. Sitting down on the ground. With the freshly drawn water. Biting. There are also hundreds of people who are building stables and preparing to replenish water and grass for the war horses.
In the entire camp, only two yurts were simply set up, and the Turkic people sat and rested on the grass in twos and threes. It seems that they are just taking a short rest, and they will start their journey in a short time.
Gao Chief was fascinated by watching, when suddenly he heard a sharp and strange laugh in his ears: "Leave aside, cowardly prisoners!"
He can't understand Turkic. Couldn't help raising his head. I saw two Turkic cavalry shouting. With a strange smile, he was carrying a big bucket in his hand, filled with fresh water from the lake. Unscrupulously pushed away the high chief and the Turks around him. Go to the stables.
The escaped Hu prisoners of war suffered repeated setbacks. My heart was already on fire. Hearing the ridicule of the clansmen, they were even more furious, and several people looked fiercely. Stop the two cavalrymen. Going up is a flurry of punches! This one hits. The pot exploded immediately, and the Turkic people who were still resting on the grass just now came up from all around. The barbarian camp was in chaos.
Gao Chief sneered a few times. Squeeze out of the crowd at night. Quietly approaching the horse concentration place. The fresh green grass is placed in a long row, and there is a large and wide manger within three or five steps. The trough was filled with fresh water from the ground. Three thousand horses galloped all day. Beads of sweat glistened in the mane. The lights are shining, and they are drinking water and grazing leisurely.
Looking around, everyone's eyes were focused on the commotion on the field, Gao Chief took out various medicine bags from his arms. Hold on to your breath. Creeping closer to the sink. The powder in his hand was shaken silently into the water.
"What are you arguing about!" Three people walked out of the newly built yurt. Except for Durhancha and the previous cavalry leader, the first one was a strong man in his thirties. The body is majestic and the face is fierce. He stared. As big as a copper bell. No one dared to speak loudly.
This strong man seems to be the commander of more than 3,000 cavalry. He said viciously: "All Turkic warriors. Gather immediately. The Dahua cavalry is right in front of us. It's time to serve the Khan!"
"So Lanke. Is this too risky? According to Du Erhancha, there are as many as 5,000 Dahuas who went deep into the grasslands. They are all elite soldiers selected from thousands of miles. And the leader is old and cunning. Treacherous and tricky, let's go like this. Will he fall into his tricks?!"
The speaker was the leader of the cavalry who had previously rescued Durhancha. He frowned slightly. Look cautious.
"Aren't you afraid?" Solan smiled disdainfully: "Is my three thousand cavalry no match for a mere five thousand Chinese? If you are afraid, you should take the Halhelin tribe back first. Our Ejina Never back down."
The leader of the cavalry said angrily: "How dare you underestimate us? I am a hero of the Halhelin tribe. No one will back down."
Solanke nodded: "Okay. Khan needs a warrior like you. Now, pass on my order to thoroughly investigate the thirty-five people brought back by Dulhancha. The Dahua people are treacherous and cunning. I don't believe they will do so." Let the captives escape easily, there must be fraud in it."
When the two of them talked, Gao Chief only listened to the babble, but couldn't understand a word. After the medicine packs were sprinkled in each manger, and after waiting for a cup of tea, the warhorse water plants were almost replenished, and the high chief couldn't help but chuckle.
The Turkic people gradually gathered at the camp, and the thirty or so Hu who had fled back were also called over for questioning one by one.
"One person is missing!" After counting the number of people several times, Solan Ke suddenly shouted: "That person must be a spy, search immediately—"
Before he finished speaking, he heard a whizzing sound of arrows shooting into the sky, and the most brilliant fireworks burst out in the night, extremely gorgeous.
"Grandchildren of the Turks, here is your Grandpa Dahuagao!" A burly man in a bearded robe and bearded face sat astride his horse, loudly shouting and laughing, he threw his hat away, revealing Fang Fang straight face.
"It's him - grab him!" The Turkic cavalry shouted angrily, and rushed towards the high chief with their sabers raised high.
"Drive—" Gao Chief yelled anxiously, with one hand he held a knife to strike the flying arrow, and with the other hand he grabbed the mane and urging his horse. The Turkic horse roared and rushed out far away with a whoosh, smashing the Turkic people to pieces. In a blink of an eye, he ran outside the camp!
The Turks were indeed well-trained, and the high chiefs rode out. It was violent and sudden, but the Hu people were not at all chaotic. Thousands of people mounted their horses. At the same time, he raised the rein of the horse. Followed behind him.
"Hey—" In the far sky, another loud arrow flew into the sky. It seems to be responding here.
"Forty miles ahead. I found the figure of the Dahua cavalry!" The front quickly came to report. Immediately, the Turkic commander's cheeks flushed with excitement. He unsheathed the scimitar in his hand and shouted loudly: "Invincible Turkic warriors. For the Khan, it's time to make meritorious service! Kill the Dahua who invaded the grassland, kill them!"
"Kill the Dahua!" The Turkic people showed their fierceness. Howling wolves, three thousand people straddled the horses. The body is almost parallel to the horse's back. That speed is faster than the sharp arrow. The sound of horseshoes hitting the grassland like spring thunder. The earth seemed to tremble.
The High Chief glanced back. Immediately, his hairs stood on end in fright. More than 3,000 war horses rushed forward. It was as if a mountain peak was advancing rapidly under the sky, setting off dust all over the sky, like a thunderbolt. Enough to cover anything. The saber in the Turkic man's hand shone with a faint cold light. never came close. Already felt the whistling wind. From time to time, arrows fly by, as if they have eyes. It shot at the back of his head, shoulders and chest. He kept waving the big knife in his hand. My mind was numb with fright.
Only on the grasslands can you truly feel the invincible kingly momentum of the Turkic people. They ran like the wind, rode and shot. It is something that any foreign nation does not possess. Compared to raiding in the desert. There are groups of Turkic people on the grassland. That is the most vicious and terrifying place.
After running for more than twenty miles in one breath, Turkic Dama was covered in sweat, but his speed did not slow down in the slightest. The barbarians behind him were always only two or three hundred feet away from each other, and the screams of the barbarians and the whistling of sharp arrows rang in my ears. Lao Gaozong is a master of martial arts. But he couldn't help buzzing his eardrums. Paled face.
"Old Hu. Hu Bugui, why don't you get out?!" Gao Chief opened his mouth and cursed a few times. Anxiously holding his head in his hands, he hastily dodged a cold arrow that hit him. The ground war horse neighed lowly. Foaming in the mouth. The front legs softened. He fell straight down, fell to the ground and raised his hind hooves at the same time. Gao Chief's body was thrown straight out.
See the big Chinese fell from the horse. The Turkic people immediately cheered up, they whistled and cheered. The straddle horse rushed over like the wind.
"Oh my god!" Looking at the barbarian war horses rushing over behind him, it seemed as if they were about to kill them in the blink of an eye. Lao Gao rolled twice on the ground and jumped out of the way. Hugging his head and fleeing.
"Brother Gao, don't be afraid. Hu will not come back!" A loud roar came from a distance. The sound of horseshoes suddenly sounded like a spring thunder. Numerous torches illuminate the night as if it were day. The Huaxia dragon flag fluttered in the flames. Lao Gao immediately burst into tears with excitement: Mother. The savior finally arrived! —
Looking at the Turkic cavalry running like wolves in the distance, Lin Wanrong held Lao Gao's hand and praised him sincerely: "Brother Gao, if you win this battle, you will be the first!"
"Brother Lin has won the award, this is what I should do." Gao Chief smiled, and in the blink of an eye he forgot the danger just now: "The barbarians' horses ran for more than 20 miles in one go, it can be said that the oil is exhausted and the lamp is exhausted." , Hehe, enough for these boys to drink a pot of ground."
The two chatted and laughed a few words, and the Turkic cavalry on the opposite side had slowly stopped. A blunt voice came from the Hu people's formation, which was actually in Dahua: "Come from the opposite side. But the Dahua cavalry is always attacking?!"
Lin Wanrong smiled and urged the horse to come forward: "Don't dare. Don't dare. Grandma Ling should call me by my name. Is the person coming from the opposite side Ejina or General Harhelin?"
"I am Solanke from the Ejina tribe." A Turkic man with a ferocious face stepped out from the opposite side, pointing at Lin Wanrong with a horsewhip in his hand: "Wo Laogong. Get off your horse quickly and surrender, and I will leave you with a whole body. Otherwise, you will be killed." You're in pieces."
"It's so cruel," Lin Wanrong said with a smile: "What kind of general is this, I heard that you are the number one warrior in the grassland, aren't you?"
Solan was slightly taken aback. Although he considers himself infinitely powerful. But he didn't dare to pretend to be the number one warrior on the grassland. But seeing Dahua's "Wo Laogong" sniggeringly, he said angrily: "I am one of the bravest warriors in the grassland! Cowardly Dahua. How dare you fight me?! I challenge you in the name of a warrior!" Guaranteed. I will never sneak attack on you!"
Lin Wanrong narrowed his eyes slightly. He stared at his horse for a few moments. He smiled and said: "You are the number one warrior in the grassland. Please put the brackets on it. It is tied. As for me, I can barely be called the weakest warrior in Dahua. Since General Suolanke wants to take the number one warrior in the grassland, he will challenge Dahua to be the weakest warrior. Weak warrior. Sigh. I'm too embarrassed to refuse—Brother Suo. What weapon are you best at?"
Solan could pass the bow and arrow behind his back to others, and proudly raised his sword in his hand: "I am a Turkic cavalryman. Of course I will fight you with a scimitar. Solan can swear in the name of the God of the Grassland. I will never attack you secretly."
"Oh." Lin Wanrong laughed for a long time: "Since that's the case, I won't take advantage of you. For the sake of fairness, Brother Suo and I are only allowed to hold one weapon. Whoever falls off the horse first, or whoever falls first Get hit by the opponent. Then whoever loses. How does Brother Suo feel?!"
Want to compete with me in horsemanship? Solan sneered and said, "Okay. This method is fair. The weapon I use is a scimitar. What do you use?!"
Lin Wanrong took out a dark guy from his arms. hold in hand. He smiled and said: "In order to show my greatness, I will use a short weapon to fight against you. You see, this is much shorter than your scimitar. Brother Suo, I am an honest person. Everyone knows it. Absolutely It won't take advantage of you."
Wo Laogong held a short weapon in his hand. It was really short. It's not much bigger than Solan Ke's palm. There are two iron pipes tied to it, shining faintly. Can't see what's so great about it.
"Okay. Then do as you said." Solan felt relieved. Urge the horse to come forward.
"Oh, wait a minute!" Lin Wanrong glanced at his war horse again, smiled and waved his hands and said, "Brother Suo, don't panic, there is still one thing that hasn't been agreed upon."
"What's the matter?!" Look at this big Chinese man dawdling. Solan was deeply dissatisfied.
Lin Wanrong sneered and said, "Since it's a duel, there must be a lottery. Brother Suo. If you lose, all three thousand cavalrymen of yours will be captured without a fight. Let me handle it! If I lose, I will let go of one person!"
"Do you think I'm a fool?" Solan yelled in great dissatisfaction: "If I lose, I will pay for my people. You lost. But you only let go of one person—"
"Don't panic," Lin Wanrong took out something from his boot. He smiled and said, "Look at this, and you'll know if it's worth it!"
He holds the ground in his hand. It is a small machete, made of pure gold. Exquisite exception. In the blazing fire, there is a bright brilliance.
"Hey. Isn't this Yueyue'er's knife?!" Gao Chief called softly.
Looking at this golden scimitar. Solan opened his mouth wide in astonishment. Fear, surprise, and longing flashed in his eyes. He dismounted first. Get down on one knee. After bowing deeply, he muttered a few words devoutly to himself. Then there was a fierce gleam in his eyes. Turned on his horse and shouted loudly: "Dahua people. I agree to your conditions!"
This crescent. Even more important than his 3,000 clansmen? ! A light of astonishment flashed in Hu Bugui's eyes.
Lin Wanrong nodded and smiled. Handed the golden knife to Hu Bugui: "Okay, Brother Suo. This is probably the fairest duel in the history of Dahua and Turkic. Let's start now!"
"Drive!" Lin Wanrong finished speaking. So Lanke raised the reins of the horse, and the sharp scimitar in his hand flashed a cold light. He ran straight towards Lin Wanrong. He ** when the horses were soaring. It seems to be slightly staggering. It's just that Solan's murderous intent is strong at this time. Who would have noticed these.
"Good time!" Lin Wanrong laughed twice. The legs clamped the horse. He ran out like an arrow.
One hundred feet, eighty feet. Seeing the two gradually approaching. It is necessary to fight with one's life. Lin Wanrong suddenly laughed. Turning the horse's head, it was perpendicular to the direction where Solan could run, and galloped back and forth in the open space in front of the two armies.
"Where to go!" Seeing that the Dahua people seemed to be timid before fighting, Solan was ecstatic in his heart. With a loud shout, he galloped his horse and chased after him.
Seeing the head coach go into battle, the soldiers on both sides didn't dare to blink, they just stared at their every move.
Solan Ke's riding skills are really extraordinary. Lin Wanrong ran wildly in front. He chased after him, and the distance was getting closer step by step. Hundreds of feet from the beginning. Until the back to eighty feet, fifty feet. The distance gradually approached, and the Dahua soldiers suddenly broke into a cold sweat.
"Look at the gun!" Lin Wanrong shouted loudly while running, and turned his head immediately. The dark barrel was aimed at Solanko.
Immediately, the barbarian trembled, and subconsciously lowered his head, but Wo Laogong's short weapon was quiet. There was no abnormal sound at all, this was actually a false move. Only then did he close the distance, and at this moment he pulled away again, and the soldiers of Dahua laughed loudly.
This cycle goes on and on, one person runs and the other chases. Whenever the distance between the two sides gets closer, the Dahua man says "Look at the gun", but Solan has no choice but to lower his head, causing the soldiers to roar with laughter.
After going back and forth for two rounds, the sneering laughter reached Solanke's ears. The Turkic warrior couldn't bear it anymore, raised his saber in his hand, and roared angrily: "Sly, you don't want to attack me if you have the guts!" run!"
"Cowardly Solanke, don't chase if you have the guts!" The Dahua man's laughter came, very relaxed.
Finally, Suo Lan couldn't take it anymore, he used all his strength to pat the beautiful horse, and the big Turkic horse was running, foaming from its mouth, sweating like blood.
Under Solan's desperate efforts, the distance between the two sides became closer and closer, thirty feet, twenty feet, and gradually, even the cold hair on the face of the big Chinese could be clearly seen.
"Look at the gun!" Lin Wanrong suddenly turned around and roared. Solan was threatened more, but now he was not afraid. Not only did he not dodge, but his face was even more fierce. "Drive—" He slammed the whip on the horse's buttocks. The Turkic horse neighed weakly twice, and then fell forward with a bang. out.
A loud "bang" sounded, and Suo Lanke fell heavily to the ground, with a huge blood hole on his forehead, his eyes wide open, and he could not rest in peace!