The original vast snowfield slipped past my eyes, the white flowers were really dazzling, and the snow scraps from the horses' hoof splashed on his face.
The young beggar still had a trace of desire when the Huma ran, because he wanted this Huma very much.
And when he caught a glimpse of two wicked men chasing after him, he wanted more.
It would be great if I could grab another horse, so that not only did he have what he had to ride, but he also had everything to eat. Well, beggars.
But when the horse ran wildly, the young beggar realized that he was really thinking too much.
This horse runs so fast! He has to do his best to control the horse!
But he can control the horse with all his strength. He just can keep himself from falling as much as possible. The horse ran forward like crazy, so can he control it
The horse ran fast, but the little milk cat, who was squatting on the saddle and scratching the back edge of the saddle, was very excited.
Is there any cat who likes to run like the wind better than this cat, which is known for its agility and speed
What's more, it is a cavalry now. It is on the horseback, calling out "oh oh" to urge the horse to run fast, isn't it a rider
The young beggar doesn't know how fast this horse runs and where it will take itself. This horse will not take itself to the Huren's lair, right
But he could only grab the reins and let the horses take the reins.
But when he thought of this, he heard a strange voice in the whistling wind in his ears, it was the whistle of a husky!
What are people doing? The young beggar was stunned, and Huma's speed slowed down.
Whose cattle listened to whoever said, even if the owner of Huma had been beaten down by the young beggar.
But after hearing the whistle calling him to go back, the speed of this Huma's running wildly slowed down a bit.
Damn! It's broken, the Huren is telling the horse to stop, and the young beggar feels that the situation is not good.
"Hey, you are a little joke, you call it!" The young beggar can't control the Huma, so he can only control the little milk cat.
The little milk cat is still yelling "Oh oh", but the voice has been muted.
Who knows what it means, maybe it's still savoring the wind-like speed just now!
Nahuma was already turning, even though the young beggar was trying his best not to turn it back.
At this time, the young beggar saw that the two hustlemen behind had urged the horse to catch up, and they were only ten feet away from him.
A wicked man actually opened a bow in his hand, and the arrow was already on the string!
A rascal whistling in his mouth waving a saber in his hand!
That won't work!
Such a thought directly popped out of the young beggar's mind.
He's riding a horse, so how can he fight horse wars with Huren? Although he also had bloody battles in his dreams, he knew better that he was definitely not the hero who was born to fight!
Seeing that the arrowhead on the Huren's bow with arrows is already pointing at him!
Juvenile beggars instinctively want to vault.
But at this moment, the little milk cat jumped up from behind him.
It is so dexterous but directly on the shoulders of the young beggar.
His appearance caused the two non-human beings on the opposite side to be taken aback, but the little milk cat also seemed to feel threatened, and it unexpectedly screamed "oh oh oh".
It is called the instinctive meal of the two horses on the opposite side that are rushing forward with all their strength.
The horse's hoof, which was originally on the snow, was not lifted anymore, but it was "nailed" to the ground like a wooden stake.
But how could the earth in this winter be nailed by their iron hoofs, but the two war horses came to a "sudden brake."
The two horses slipped towards the young beggar!
This is really no wonder these two horses.
Horse, what is the most powerful attack? That is their hind legs!
Which Huma has never encountered a beast like a jackal lynx in the wild, the way they treat the beast is to turn around and eject the hind legs.
The appearance of this little milk cat made the two horses on the opposite side of the juvenile beggar directly alert. They are all animal instincts, and they don't need to be directed by people.
But the Huren on the horse didn't expect the horse under the seat to react like this.
As soon as the barbarian who opened the bow and pulled the arrow loosened the bowstring's hand, the arrow shot out with a "swish".
It's just that he made the horse flash so that the arrow was out of alignment, but it shot directly on the chest of the horse that the young beggar was riding.
The horse squeaked and screamed even though it hadn't fallen down, but it squatted up. The young beggar fell off the horse without any precautions.
And the little milk cat was also taken aback.
It's just that its reaction was much stronger than that of the young beggar, but it jumped at the moment the horse kicked his legs.
Then they turned over in the air and fell to the ground gracefully.
The horse on the opposite side suddenly stopped, and the Huren on that horse was unprepared, but it was not as simple as letting go and shooting arrows.
The two non-human beings also turned somersaults off the horse and broke off.
The enemy and us were not far away, and both sides fell forward almost at the same time.
By the time the two sides landed, the distance would be just over ten feet away.
One of the two wicked men lost their bow and arrow, the other lost the scimitar, and the young beggar also threw his stick out.
For a while, the three of them were all the same.
But despite this, the enemy and us have not forgotten that the opposite person is a mortal enemy.
Hu people no longer have weapons, but they will never fear a young beggar of Han people.
But the problem is that they don't have weapons in their hands, but the young beggar does.
As soon as a wicked man got up, he saw the young beggar stepping sideways and moving towards him.
The nonsense screamed, thinking that if you didn't run for your life, even if you dared to do it with me, wouldn't it mean you are looking for death? !
He stretched out his hand and grabbed it at the shoulder of the young beggar.
But at this moment, the young beggar turned around suddenly, and the Huren saw a cold light coming across.
He leaned forward to grab the young man's shoulder, but how could he have time to hide this time
The round-moon scimitar of the Hu people is so sharp, even better than the waist knives of the Han people. The forging technique is said to have been passed down from the Persians.
The blade of the scimitar was slashing across the neck of the bully, and a puff of blood shot out like an arrow!
The second Huren just got up from the ground, and when he looked up, he saw the moment his companion's blood arrow shot from his neck.
There is a sword in his hand and the waist is strong, but there is no sword in his hand and he is flustered.
When this nonsense saw that the situation was wrong, the knife in his hand had already fallen several feet away, and it would be too late to get it by himself.
So, he turned around and ran, while screaming in his mouth, it was naturally to call his mount back.
The young beggar took a knife and chased him, but after only a few steps, he knew he couldn't catch up.
He hesitated for a moment and finally did not throw the scimitar in his hand.
Don't throw your knife out without hitting someone else's knife and letting someone pick it up. Wouldn't you be self-defeating
The young beggar remembered the bow and arrow used by the wicked man, but when he ran after the wicked man, he had to turn around to get it.
But with this effort, the young beggar saw that the little milk cat had already "swished" out from behind him.
The little milk cat was much faster than him, and saw that it jumped up when it bowed, but it rushed directly onto the back of the wicked man's neck.
The young beggar was overjoyed, clutching his machete and chasing after him.
But at this time, the shaman didn't expect his back neck to be attacked.
He instinctively felt that there was something in his upper body, and his back neck hurt.
He didn't know that this was actually a wild little lynx scratching his neck with his paw.
When things are critical, how can he have the time to appreciate it carefully
He instinctively probed his hand back and hit it, and at the same time fell to the side, because the paw of the little milk cat was already on the side of his neck!
In fact, he doesn't know whether the little milk cat will bite him, nor does the juvenile beggar, even the little milk cat doesn't know, it is a little thing, a little toy to throw!
This nonsense is not so much as being frightened by the little milk cat!
But after his fall, the young beggar had already arrived in strides.
Although it was the young beggar's first murder today.
But killing is like killing a wolf. Those who you don't kill will kill you, so why is it polite? The full moon scimitar slashed with a cold light!