Finest Servant

When night fell, the sky was like a huge black screen, and the five fingers could not be seen, and the vast grassland was shrouded in drowsiness.

A quick and crisp horse's hoof broke the tranquility of the grassland. In the haze, dozens of black figures galloped from afar, and the warhorses under their crotch pierced through the night like arrows, and their momentum was very fast. When they got closer, they gradually saw the figures of these people. They were actually thirty or forty Turks with tattered clothes and haggard faces. Their dusty faces were terrified and flustered. , the blood was gushing down, but they did not care about bandaging, urging horses to fly all the way, and looking back nervously from time to time.

In the distance, the twilight was vast, no figures could be seen, and no hoofs could be heard. The great Chinese who followed them all the way, had been dumped and disappeared without a trace.

The grassland is the world of our Turks after all! All the Hu people were excited with tears in their eyes, cheering loudly, and their excitement was beyond words.

After fleeing for a while, at least forty or fifty miles away, the Turkic horse was exhausted and exhaled.

After a short rest, one of the leading Hu people looked at his companion, opened his mouth and was about to say something, but for some reason, his usual bell-like voice had become hoarse, and he clearly wanted to speak in Turkic language. , in the ears of the clan, it was a hoarse "Aah" roar.

I can't even speak! The leading Turk, his face was pale, and boundless fear flashed in his eyes. He used all his strength and screamed desperately, except for the hoarse throat in his throat, but he couldn't utter a word. What frightened him even more was that it wasn't just him. The faces of the thirty or forty companions who escaped with him changed color, and no one could speak.

One of them was full of beards. The guy with the hat lowered, his mouth wide with both hands, desperately trying to say a few words, but he worked hard for a long time. Still in vain. Thirty or forty Turks listened to the black servant roaring angrily. At the same time sad. For a while, the howling of wolves came one after another, in an endless stream.

The leading Turks should be calmer. Thinking about the days when they were captured, except today at noon, the big Chinese gave them a few pieces of dried meat as if they were kind-hearted. At other times, he and his companions did not enter the . After devouring it, the dried meat had already turned into a delicious meal in their stomachs. Think about it now. It must be the sinister big Chinese who did tricks in the meat, causing him and his companions. Can't speak anymore.

In a roar of roar. The joy of the rest of the life has long since been swept away, and the faces of all the Turks are full of grief and fear. The insidiousness and cunning of the great Chinese. Make them daunted, and their only thought at this time is to get rid of the clutches of the big Chinese as soon as possible. Return to the embrace of the God of the Prairie.

Under the deep disappointment and fear, the Turks who escaped did not have time to count the number of people who knew each other. They gritted their teeth and ran without saying a word, as if to leave the Dahua Devil behind.

The bearded "Turkic" who covered most of his face, mixed with the Hu crowd, gnashing his teeth. The look is the most sad and angry. Just dark. No one could see his face.

The crowd was dull. I don't know how many miles to go. Suddenly, there was a rapid sound of hoofs, mixed with the sound of the saber and the scabbard clattering. far away. Hundreds of Turkic cavalry rushed forward with torches aloft.

"Ah-ah-" I saw the majestic Turkic cavalry. The Hu people who escaped immediately burst into tears with excitement, and hurriedly raised their arms and cheered vigorously. That group of Turkic cavalry suddenly accelerated, heading straight towards this side.

Wait until the two sides are close. The faces of the Turkic cavalry were clearly visible. The leader was a strong man with a towering nose. Looks very majestic. When he saw the leader of the Hu people who had escaped, he immediately exclaimed: "Durhancha, why are you?!"

Dulhancha howled and nodded angrily, ahhhh, after a few random shouts, the cavalry leader didn't know that he could no longer speak, and after watching Dulhancha's performance for a long time, he didn't know what he meant.

The Turks who escaped all looked anxious and shouted together. The leader of the leading cavalry finally understood, and his expression suddenly changed: "You can't speak anymore?"

More than forty Turks nodded in unison. The grief and anger were beyond words.

The torches illuminated the grassland a lot, and the big bearded man who shouted most fiercely before lowered his head secretly, so as not to let people see through Xingzang. Even if he didn't understand the Turkic language, he could guess what these barbarians were talking about. He couldn't help but put his hand to his chest and groped it secretly. , asking you not to lift it for the rest of your life, that is also a trivial matter.

Forty people can't speak? The leader of the cavalry was horrified when he saw Durhancha's anxious eyes, and he didn't even bother to ask, and waved his hands hastily.

After walking a distance of twenty or thirty miles, I saw a huge flat land in front of me. Two or three thousand Turks gathered here, and the voices were full of people. These Turkic people were sweating profusely, fierce and exhausted, and the Turkic horses who ran for a day and a night had a layer of crystal sweat dripping from their manes, which looked very dazzling in the light of the burning torch.

The Turks had obviously just arrived here, the saddles had not yet been put down, the stables had not yet been set up, and the three thousand Turkic horses were swaying around with their tails swaying, looking very messy.

Gao Chief glanced at it a few times, and couldn't help but nodded secretly: Lao Hu really has two brushes, and the Turks really set up camp at dusk.

The Turkic cavalry, who were busy preparing water and grass for the war horses, watched the more than 40 compatriots in ragged clothes and sallow faces enter the camp in despair, and there was a sound of laughter gradually. The Turks are fierce in nature, and they have always worshipped the strong. They can walk on the corpses of their companions, and their wolf nature is evident. The contempt for these compatriots who were captured by Dahua and escaped was beyond words.

Bathed in the eyes of many Turks, Gao Yi, a Xibei goods, hurriedly pulled his hat lower, and his head almost dropped to his feet, so as not to be recognized by others. His "inferiority" has come to this point, and although he aroused more contempt and ridicule from the Turks, no one doubted him. No one could have imagined that the great Chinese would have such a great courage to sneak into the Turkic camp alone.

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"You wait outside. No one is allowed to run around." He hurried to a tent that had just been set up.

Gao Chief rolled his eyes and looked around secretly. The faces of these 3,000 Turkic cavalrymen were covered with dust and dirt, and their faces were exhausted. It was obvious that their long-distance marching day and night had consumed a lot of their physical strength. Most people have dried dried meat in their hands. Sitting on the ground. Just drank the water just now. biting. There are also hundreds of people who are building stables, preparing to replenish water plants for the war horses.

The entire camp was simply set up with two yurts, and the Turks sat on the grass in twos and threes to rest. It seems that they are just taking a little rest, and they will set off soon.

Chief Gao was in a trance when he heard a sharp and strange laugh in his ears: "Let me go, cowardly prisoners!"

He did not understand Turkic. He couldn't help but raised his head. I saw two Turkic cavalry shouting. He smiled strangely, holding a large bucket in his hand, which was filled with fresh water just taken from the lake. Unscrupulously pushed away the high chief and the Turks around him. Go to the stables.

The escaped Hu prisoners suffered repeated setbacks. My heart was on fire. Hearing the clan's ridicule, they were even more furious, and several people's eyes were fierce. Stop the two cavalry. Going up is a riot! This fights. Immediately, the pot was fried, and the Turks who were still resting on the grass immediately came up from all around. The Hu people's camp was in chaos.

Gao Chief sneered a few times. Take advantage of the night to squeeze out of the crowd. Quietly approached the place where the war horses were concentrated. The fresh grass was arranged in a long row, and a large and wide manger was placed within three or five steps. The tank was filled with fresh water. Three thousand horses ran all day. Beads of sweat dripped from the mane. The light is shining, and he is drinking water and grazing leisurely.

Looking around, everyone's eyes were focused on the riots on the field, and Gao Chief took out all kinds of medicine bags from his arms. Hold your breath. Creeping near the sink. The powder in his hand quietly shook into the water.

"What's the noise!" Three people walked out of the yurt that had just been set up. In addition to Dulhancha and the former leader of the cavalry, the first one was a strong man of 30. The body is majestic and the face is ferocious. His eyes widened. Big as a bell. No one dared to speak out loud.

This strong man seems to be the commander of more than 3,000 cavalry, and he said fiercely: "All the Turkic warriors. Assemble immediately. The Dahua cavalry is in front of our land, and it is time to serve the Khan!"

"Solanke. Wouldn't it be too risky? According to Durhancha, there are as many as 5,000 Chinese people who have gone deep into the grasslands. They are all elite soldiers out of a thousand miles. And they are cunning and leading the way. There are many tricks and tricks, let's go like this. Will we hit his tricks?!"

The speaker was the leader of the cavalry who had rescued Durhancha before. He frowned slightly. Look cautious.

"Aren't you afraid?" Solan smiled disdainfully, "Is it possible that my 3,000 iron cavalry can't match the mere 5,000 Chinese? If you are afraid, you can take the Haerhelin tribe back first. We are Ejina. Never back down."

The leader of the cavalry said angrily: "You dare to underestimate us? I am a heroic Harhelin tribe. There is no one who retreats."

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 big Chinese are treacherous and cunning. I don't believe they will be like this. Let the prisoners escape easily, there must be deceit in this."

When the two of them spoke, Gao Chief only heard the screeching, but couldn't understand a word. After the medicine bags were poured into the various mangers, and after waiting for a cup of tea, the warhorse and water plants were almost replenished, and Gao Chief couldn't help but smile.

The Turks gradually gathered at the camp, and the more than 30 Hu people who had escaped were also called over to question them one by one.

"One less person!" After Solan could count the number of people several times, he suddenly shouted: "That person must be a spy, search immediately—"

Before he could finish his words, he heard a swooshing arrow shoot into the sky, bursting the most splendid fireworks in the night, extremely gorgeous.

"Grandchildren of the Turks, your grandfather Dahuagao is here!" A strong man with a beard and a beard clad in a beard straddled his horse, shouting loudly and laughing, he threw his hat away, revealing a square face. Straight face.

"It's him - grab him!" The Turkic cavalry shouted angrily, and charged towards the high chief with their saber aloft.

"Driving—" Chief Gao shouted urgently, holding the knife in one hand to hit the flying arrow, and grabbing the mane in the other hand and hurling the horse under the crotch. The Turkic horse roared and rushed out of the distance with a swoosh, sending the Turks to the ground. Go outside the camp in no time!

The Turks were really 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 brushed on the horse. At the same time, the horse is on the reins. Chase behind him.

"Hey—" In the far sky, another sounding arrow flew into the sky. Seems to be responding here.

"Forty miles ahead. Found the figure of the Dahua cavalry!" The front quickly reported. Immediately, the Turkic commander's cheeks flushed with excitement. He pulled out the machete in his hand and shouted loudly: "Invincible Turkic warriors. It's time to make a contribution for the sake of Khan! Kill the big Chinese who invaded the grasslands, kill them!"

"Kill the Great Chinese!" The Turks showed their ferocity. The wolves howled, and three thousand people straddled their horses. The body is almost parallel to the horse's back. That's faster than an arrow. The sound of hooves pounded the grassland like spring thunder. The earth seemed to tremble.

High Chief glanced back. Immediately, his hair stood up in fright. More than 3,000 war horses came running in unison. It was as if the mountain peaks were rapidly advancing under the sky, setting off a cloud of dust and thunder. enough to cover anything. The sabers in the hands of the Turks flashed a faint cold light. never approached. Already felt the whirring of the wind. From time to time, arrows flew over the terrain, like eyes. Shot at the back of his head, shoulders and chest. He kept waving the sword in his hand. My mind was terrified.

Only on the grasslands can one truly feel the invincible kingly aura of the Turks. They run and shoot like the wind. It is a place that no foreign nation can possess. Compared to the desert to rush. Turks in groups on the steppe. That is the most vicious and terrifying way.

After running for more than 20 miles in one breath, the Turkic horse was dripping with sweat, but his speed did not slow down in the slightest. The barbarians behind him were always no more than two or three hundred feet apart, and the barbarians' screams and the whistling of sharp arrows could be heard in their ears. Lao Gao Zong is a peerless martial artist. But the eardrums could not help but buzz. Paled face.

"Old Hu. Hu doesn't return, why don't you fucking get out?!" Gao Chief opened his mouth and cursed a few times. Anxious, he put his head in his hands, and hurriedly avoided a cold arrow that struck him. The warhorse under the crotch neighed lowly. Foaming in the mouth. The front legs are soft. He fell straight down, fell to the ground and raised his hind hooves. Gao Chief's body was thrown straight out.

See the big Chinese fall. The Turks were instantly excited, and they whistled and cheered. The horse rushed over like the wind.

"Mummy!" Looking at the barbarian war horses rushing over behind him, it seemed as if he was about to kill him in the blink of an eye. Old Gao rolled twice on the ground and jumped out of the distance. Hug head dashing.

"Brother Gao, don't be afraid. Hu won't come back!" A loud roar came from a distance. The sound of thumping hooves suddenly sounded, as if the ears were blasted by spring thunder. Countless torches illuminate the night like day. The Chinese dragon flag fluttered in the firelight. Lao Gao burst into tears with excitement: Mother. The rescuer has finally arrived! ——

Looking at the Turkic cavalry rushing like wolves in the distance, Lin Wanrong held the old Gao's hand and praised sincerely: "Brother Gao. If you win this battle, you will be the first!"

"Brother Lin has won the prize, this is what I should do." Chief Gao smiled, and in the blink of an eye he forgot the danger just now: "The horses of the barbarian raced for more than 20 miles in one breath. , hehe, enough for these boys to drink a pot of land."

The two talents 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, and it was actually in Dahua: "The opposite is coming. But Dahua cavalry is attacking?!"

Lin Wanrong smiled and urged the horse to come forward: "I don't dare. I don't dare, my name should be called by my grandmother. Is it Ejin or General Ha'erhe Woodland?"

"I am Solanke from the Ejina tribe." A fiendish-looking Turk stepped out on the opposite side, and pointed his whip at Lin Wanrong: "Wo Lao attack. Get off your horse and accept your surrender, I can leave you a whole body. Otherwise, I will definitely kill you. You are torn to pieces."

"It's so cruel," Lin Wanrong said with a smile: "This general, I heard that you are the number one warrior in the grassland, right?"

Solan was slightly taken aback. Although he considers himself to be very powerful. But he didn't dare to call himself the first warrior of the grassland. But when he saw Dahuadi's "wo Laogong" thief snickering, he said angrily: "I am one of the bravest warriors in the grassland! A cowardly big Chinese. Would you dare to duel with me?! I will fight you in the name of a warrior. Guaranteed. Never sneak attack on you!"

Lin Wanrong narrowed his eyes slightly. Glancing at his horse. He smiled and said: "You are the first warrior of the grassland. Put it in brackets. It's tied. Me. I can barely be called the weakest warrior of Dahua. Since General Solanke wants to take the first warrior of the grassland to challenge the most powerful warrior of Dahua. Weak warrior. Alas. I'm too embarrassed to say no - Brother Suo. What weapon are you best at?"

Solan handed the bow and arrow on his back to others, and proudly raised the sword in his hand: "I am a Turkic cavalry. Of course, I will fight you with a machete. Solan can swear in the name of the God of the Prairie. I will never attack secretly."

"Oh." Lin Wanrong gave a long laugh: "That's the case. I'm not taking advantage of you. For the sake of fairness. Brother Suo and I are only allowed to hold one weapon. Hit by an opponent. Then whoever loses. What does Brother Suo think?!"

Want to compete with me in equestrianism? Solan sneered: "Okay. This method is fair. My weapon is a machete. What do you use?!"

Lin Wanrong took out a swarthy guy from his arms. hold in hand. He smiled and said: "In order to reflect my grand spirit, I will use a short weapon to fight against you. You see. This is much shorter than your machete. Brother Suo, I am an honest person. Everyone knows it. I won't take advantage of you."

Wo Laogong has a short weapon in his hand. Really short. It's not much bigger than Solan's palm. There were two iron pipes tied to it, shining with dim light. Can't see anything great.

"Okay. Then do as you said." Solan was relieved. Urging the horse to come forward.

"Hey. Wait!" Lin Wanrong glanced at his warhorse again, and waved his hand with a smile: "Brother Suo, don't panic, there is one more thing that has not been agreed."

"What's the matter?!" Look at the big Chinese dawdling. Solan was deeply dissatisfied.

Lin Wanrong sneered and said: "Since it's a duel, then there must be a lucky draw. Brother Suo. If you lose, all your three thousand cavalry will be captured. Let me deal with it! If I lose, I will let go of one!"

"Do you think I'm a fool?" Solan exclaimed in dissatisfaction: "If I lose, I will lose my people. You lose. But only one person is let go—"

"Don't panic," Lin Wanrong took something out of his boots. He smiled and said, "Look at this, you'll know if it's worth it!"

He holds the ground in his hand. It is a small machete, made of pure gold. Exceptionally beautiful. In the roaring firelight, shining brightly.

"Huh. Isn't this a Crescent Moon Knife?!" Gao Chief exclaimed softly.

Looking at this golden scimitar. Solan opened his mouth in astonishment. Fear, surprise, longing flashed in his eyes. He got off the horse first. On one knee. With a deep kowtow, he muttered two words in his mouth reverently. Then his eyes flashed fiercely. He turned over and shouted loudly: "Great Chinese. I promise you the conditions!"

This crescent moon. Is it even more important than his three thousand clansmen? ! A stunned light flashed in Hu Bugui Gao Chief's eyes.

Lin Wanrong nodded and smiled. Handing the golden knife to Hu Bugui: "Okay. Brother Suo. This is probably the most fair duel in the history of Dahua and the Turks. Let's start now!"

"Drive!" Lin Wanrong's voice fell. Suo Lanke put his horse on the reins, and the sharp machete in his hand flashed a cold light. Run straight to Lin Wanrong. When the horses in his crotch rose up. It seems to stumble slightly. It's just that Solanke's murderous intention is concentrated at this time. Where would you notice these.

"Good place to come!" Lin Wanrong laughed twice. A war horse on both legs. It rushed out like an arrow.

One hundred feet, eighty feet. Seeing the two gradually approach. Fight for life. Lin Wanrong suddenly burst out laughing. Turning the horse's head, it was actually perpendicular to the direction of Solanke's running, and he galloped back and forth in the open space in front of the two armies.

"Where to go!" Seeing that the big Chinese seemed to be timid before fighting, Solan was ecstatic. With a loud shout, the horses chased after him.

Seeing the head coach fight, the officers on both sides didn't dare to blink, staring straight at their every move.

Solan can ride really extraordinary. Lin Wanrong ran wildly in front. He chased after him, and the distance was getting closer step by step. From the beginning to a hundred feet. Up to eighty or fifty feet behind. The distance gradually approached, and the Dahua soldiers suddenly broke into a cold sweat.

"Look at the gun!" Lin Wanrong shouted loudly in the middle of the run, and turned his head immediately. The dark barrel of the gun was aimed at Solanco.

Immediately, the Hu Ren shuddered and lowered his head subconsciously, but Wo Lao's short weapon was quiet and quiet. There was no abnormal sound, this was actually a false move. Just when he got close to the ground, he pulled away again at this moment, and the Dahua soldiers laughed.

This cycle went on and on, one person ran, the other chased. Whenever the distance between the two sides narrowed, the big Chinese said "Look at the gun", and Solan could only bow his head helplessly, causing the soldiers to burst into laughter.

After going back and forth for two rounds, the sarcastic laughter entered Solanke's ears, and the Turkic warrior couldn't bear it any longer. run!"

"The timid Solanke, don't chase after you if you have the kind!" came the laughter of the big Chinese, which was unusually relaxed.

Solan couldn't take it anymore. He used all his strength to slap the horse under his crotch. The Turkic horse was galloping, foaming in his mouth, and he was sweating like blood.

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Under Solanke's desperate efforts, the distance between the two sides is getting closer and closer, thirty feet, twenty feet, and gradually, even the cold hair on the big Chinese's face can be clearly seen.

"Look at the gun!" Lin Wanrong suddenly turned back and roared. Solan could be threatened more, but at this time, he was not afraid. Not only did he not dodge, but his face became more fierce. "Driving—" He threw the whip on the horse's butt, and the Turkic horse neighed weakly twice, and with a rumbling sound, it headed forward and fell forward. bounced out.

There was a loud "bang", and Solan fell to the ground heavily, with a huge blood hole on his forehead, his eyes were wide open, and he couldn't rest his eyes!