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There are tens of thousands of these cavalrymen, each of them is strong and their horse-carrying sabers draw light on the roads, and they are veterans who have experienced many battles at a glance.

"Could it be that the Hu people discovered us?!" Hu Bugui was startled, and hurriedly stood in front of Lin Wanrong.

Lin Wanrong let out a hey: "Brother Hu, don't be nervous. It's not so easy to find us. These should be the more than ten thousand cavalry left by Lu Dongzan. Let's take a look first."

At the same time as he was speaking, the surrounding Hu tribes who were practicing carrying sheep had also stopped and looked forward in bewilderment.

The Turkic cavalry, as majestic as a mountain, ran for a while, and gradually slowed down. Among them came a man who was tall and tall, with thick eyebrows and deep eyes, and his eyes were piercing.

"Tusuozuo?!" Lin Wanrong was taken aback. The leading barbarian was the young and handsome Turkic Right King. Tu Suozuo was wearing a luxurious beard robe, with cold eyes and a majestic expression. The BMW under his crotch was like blood, and it was an extraordinary horse. It stood among the horses, and all the barbarians followed it obediently. Behind him, like the stars and the moon, this is the legendary Turkic national treasure.

"What a horse!" Hu Bugui lowered his voice and sighed enviously. In the past, when Lu Dongzan and others went to Dahua as envoys, they also gave Lin Wanrong two hard-working horses. Hu Bugui not only saw them, but also trained them himself. It's just that the horse under Tu Suozuo is much stronger than those two horses in terms of physique and age. It seems that the bloody horses are also divided into grades, and the Turks gave them to General Lin. It's just inferior.

Lin Wanrong has been with the horse for a long time. There is also a bit of Bole's vision. Take a look at Tu Suozuo's car, and you will know what's going on. Couldn't help but spit fiercely, and said angrily: "The Turkic people are really unkind, they shoddy. They even bullied me. If they don't give them some cruelty, they won't know that Lin Sange has three dogs. Eye!"

Hu Bugui suppressed a laugh. He took the treasures of the Turks and gave them a tattered cannon as a decoration. They also put Lu Dongzan in a dark room and spent several days in prison. To say great. General Lin, you are much more ruthless than the Turks.

More than ten thousand cavalry stood in the middle of the grassland. There is really an aura of looking at all directions. Tu Suozuo was calm and relaxed. A barbarian army division next to him was chattering. Muttering something out loud. This guy has a thick voice. The distance between the two sides is hundreds of feet. You can hear his loud voice.

Lin Wanrong pricked up his ears and listened for a while, then shook his head angrily: "This guy speaks Turkic with a suburban accent, which is too unnatural. I can't quite understand it. Brother Hu. You should do the translation."

"The land is indeed not very authentic." Lao Hu said with a smile: "he said. According to the order of Lord Youwang. In order to prevent conflicts among the tribes due to the sheep picking meeting, from today until the end of the meeting. Within ten miles outside Kizil, All are garrisoned by the royal court. All tribes are not allowed to attack and fight with weapons. Violators will cancel the right to participate in the conference.

The tribes can only enter the royal court after the sheep gathering is over. Homage to the Great Khan—"

Lin Wanrong nodded. Before the competition, the smell of gunpowder among the tribes gradually became stronger. Tu Suozuo wanted to implement martial law to prevent conflicts between ministries. The right king of Turkic really deserved his reputation, he was not very old. It is very sophisticated to do things.

"—And at the goat picking meeting. The warrior who won in the end will also be at the beginning of the royal court banquet. The Great Khan will personally unveil his mask and reward him." Lao Hu continued to translate.

This article is somewhat interesting. The Turkic Khan personally uncovered the masks of the steppe warriors. Both mysterious and exciting. It is an excellent reward. It can fully mobilize the madness and bloodiness of the Turks. Let them fight for the first place. Thus. It is even more difficult to hold the sheep. The Turks are also inspiring masters.

Wait for the military division to finish reading the martial law order. The tribes blew their trumpets. The whining sound spread across the grassland. This is the meaning of the Turkic people's obedience to military orders.

"Hey, woman!" Gao Chief, who had not said a word, opened his eyes suddenly, shooting out a few rays of light. He cried out in surprise.

In the tents of the tribes. Suddenly there was chirping and crisp laughter. The curtain of the camp gate was lifted, revealing the cheeks of some Turkic girls. It was indeed a woman. Lao Gao, whore, has really good ears.

Most of these Hu women are seventeen or eighteen years old. Although their looks are far inferior to Yujia, they are rare among Turkic people. They are dressed in the most beautiful festive costumes. Set off the figure gracefully. He was laughing and looking outside the camp.

Needless to say, they knew who they were looking at. That young and heroic Turkic right king. He has long been a famous hero in the grassland, and he is also the prince charming in the hearts of countless Turkic girls. This time, girls from various tribes took part in the sheep picking contest to select their son-in-law. I'm afraid half of them are coming for him, and this is very likely to be a conservative estimate.

There are a few bold Turkic girls. He had already released his horse and rode out of the tent. Go straight to the right king. Stay close to Tu Suozuo. They were shy and jumped off the horse. Beat the beat lightly. Dance around the horse. From time to time, his gaze flickered on the young You Wang. The melodious and beautiful singing went straight to the sky.

Tu Suozuo jumped off the bloody BMW with a smile, held hands with these girls, formed a circle, and danced happily. The Turkic people's nature of being good at singing and dancing was soon exposed, and warriors and girls from various tribes gradually joined in. sing

Dance quickly, and instantly turn the grassland into a sea of ​​joy, even those ten thousand whistled and applauded, laughing one after another.

These ordinary-looking Turkic girls are so charming when they dance the Hu people's dance. If they are replaced by Yujia, what kind of scene will it be? Lin Wanrong was startled by the sudden thought, he shook his head hastily, and erased the unrealistic thought from his mind.

"It turns out that Turkic women also like dudes, and they have no shame in throwing themselves into their arms." Seeing the girls circling around the right king, Lao Gao looked aggrieved.

This guy must have been suppressed in the army for a long time, he was so hungry that he even ate the vinegar of a Turkic woman. Lin Wanrong shook his head and smiled: "Brother Gao, you have wrongly blamed them. The Hu people have different personalities from us, and the way of marriage and love is naturally very different. If you like it, you have to say it. In this regard, the Hu people are much more straightforward than us. gone."

"General Lin is right, Lao Gao, you must be really jealous. It's simple, after the Kizil is over, I will catch two Turkic women for you, so that you can also enjoy the fun of throwing yourself into my arms." Hu Bu Gui laughed and joked.

The high chief shook his head disdainfully: "If you really want to throw yourself into the arms of these Turkic girls. Isn't that easy? What kind of Turkic girls won the first prize at the sheep gathering. Why don't they all have to lie down?!"

It turned out that this guy actually had this idea. Lin Wanrong and Hu Bugui looked at each other, and immediately burst into laughter. Lao Gao's wish was just a joke. The first priority for them to participate in the sheep gathering is to mix into the Turkic royal court. As for whether they can win the championship or even get close to the Turkic Khan, it depends on God's will.

Several people were talking, and there was a burst of cheers over there. The Hu people stopped singing and dancing at some point, and retreated in all directions, leaving an extremely wide open space.

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In the middle stood the map Suo Zuo, who was calm and relaxed. Opposite him were twenty or so Turkic warriors with thick waists and round arms. The gathered Huren girls stood behind Tu Suozuo. Excited face. He raised his arms and cheered, and fixed his worshiping eyes on the right king. The surrounding tribes and the cavalry brought by Tu Suozuo naturally formed a large circle.

Although Lin Wanrong couldn't understand what they were shouting, but seeing their expressions, he knew that they were all cheering for King You. Tu Suozuo slowly took off his robe, revealing a refined short suit with a firm and well-proportioned body. Dayton drew cheers from the girls. He took out something from his arms and handed it to the followers behind him. Silver light flickered in the twilight, and Lin Wanrong's eyesight was excellent, and he saw the thing clearly for an instant. He couldn't help but gasp in surprise.

"What's that?!" Lao Hu obviously noticed something strange, and asked hastily.

The high chief stared wide-eyed. Puzzled: "It seems to be a small knife, silver. Ah, I remembered. Yujia also has such a knife."

Tu Suozuo held it in his hand. It is a scimitar, its style, size, and even exquisiteness are the same as Yujia's golden sword. The only difference is that Tu Suozuo's is made of pure silver. It is slightly inferior to Yujia's golden knife.

Gold and silver knives. It should have been a match made in heaven. Could it be that Tu Suozuo and Yu Jia are destined to be baby relatives? Seeing the silver knife in the hand of the right king, Lin Wanrong was astonished. It's hard to describe in words.

Tu Suozuo handed the scimitar in his hand to his followers. He patted his cuffs and ankles vigorously, indicating that there was no weapon hidden on his body. Then with a wave of his hand, the entourage behind him sent a dozen black masks to the Turkic warriors on the opposite side.

This mask is made of pure black cloth and is put on the head, only two eyes are exposed. Hu Bugui hurriedly said: "General, brother Gao, take a good look, this is the mask used in the sheep gathering."

This is similar to robbing a bank with a mask on. Lin Wanrong smiled and said, "What are they doing? They don't want to pick a sheep today, so why do they have to cover their faces?"

"It seems that King You is going to compete with which tribe." Hu Bugui took a closer look: "Put on the mask so that King You can't see the face clearly, so that you don't have to worry about revenge, so that your opponent can give it a go. Sheep land is similar."

As soon as the words were finished, the horn blew over there, and the screams of the girls and the howls of the warriors resounded through the grassland. The crowd gathered in front of them blocked the line of sight, Lin Wanrong and the others hurriedly found a high hillside and looked down.

A thick wooden stake was nailed in the middle of the field, and Tu Suozuo had replaced it with an ordinary horse, more than forty feet away from the wooden stake. Facing him are the warriors carefully selected by the Hu people, there are more than twenty of them, and the distance from the stake is the same as that of Tu Suozuo.

Lin Wanrong took a look and understood that the barbarians were playing a game of grabbing piles. Tu Suozuo singled out twenty, and instead of riding a bloody BMW, he even specially replaced it with an ordinary Turkic horse. Want to stand up. If he could win in this way, then who would dare to compete with him in the Sheep Picking Contest.

"Woo!" A loud and rapid horn sounded suddenly, and the stake grabbing began.

"Oh——" Tu Suozuo reacted the fastest, and slammed his whip on the horse's buttocks. The Turkic steed galloped like an arrow. The knights on the opposite side were not slow either. Twenty fast horses galloped past like wind and clouds, and both sides drove towards the central wooden post at extremely fast speed.

The screams of the Turkic girls pierced the night sky, and the crowd watching the battle shouted endlessly, some shouted for the right king, and naturally some cheered for their opponents. The two sides were getting closer and closer to the stake, and the dust cage that was raised

Suo Zuo had a handsome face. In the light of Shi Dian's fire, the right king was on the horse, with his feet protruding and two pedals, his arms stretched forward suddenly, and the horse was in his body, and he had joined forces with both hands. He hugged the stake tightly.

There were more than twenty riders on the opposite side, only a few feet away from him. When he saw the right king stretching out his hand, dozens of horses rushed towards him like crazy. The first few iron fists. With the sound of the wind, it hit Tu Suozuo mercilessly.

"Ah!" Tu Suozuo shouted loudly with his face flushed. That was wedged into the ground more than a foot old thick wooden pile. He actually rose up amidst this cry. The mud fell and was held in the arms of You Wang Heng.

Such a forceful force. The Hu people who were watching were stunned, and after a while, there was a shocking explosion. The applause and shouts lasted for a long time.

Lin Wanrong couldn't close his mouth when he saw it. Such a thick stick. It was nailed into the ground a few feet, and he pulled it out without blinking an eye. What did this guy eat to grow up? Could it be that Tarzan of the Apes is coming?

At the same time that Tu Suozuo's wooden stake was pulled into his hand, the cavalry on the opposite side were generally swept by the wind. critical time. You Wang was not in a hurry or frightened, he swung the stick in his hand. Immediately swept to the opponent.

"Ah!" Amidst the screams, the three warriors in front were swept in the waist and abdomen. Fall off the horse. This block. But it has bought time for the latter. The remaining ten riders approached Tu Suozuo in an instant. Two or three people jumped up from their horses at the same time. Straight towards him. This is the Turkic wrestling technique. Once the right king was thrown to the ground. Dozens of people hold him down together, no matter how powerful he is, he can't use it.

Tu Suozuo clearly saw through the opponent's intentions. He let out a hey sound. The stick passed like the wind. The blow was powerful. The three warriors landed straight on the ground without making a sound.

"Hiss—" The steed under the right king's crotch suddenly raised its front hooves and whined. With a short body, he fell down slowly.

Lin Wanrong saw clearly. The three barbarians who rushed forward were just covering. The moment they fell to the ground with serious injuries, two other barbarians jumped off their horses. Both fists are like the wind, attacking the right throne from both sides at the same time. It hit the horse's eye. The Turkic horse hissed in pain, then fell down limply.

Can you put eyes in? Sure enough, just as the old nonsense said, all methods were used, and Lin Wanrong was horrified. I have a deeper understanding of the sheep picking conference.

No matter how tough Tu Suozuo is, he only has two hands and two feet. Unable to take care of all aspects, he has experienced many battles. The moment the car fell to the ground. But it has been ejected out like the wind. landing at the same time. With a horizontal arm and an elbow, he hit the back of the sneak attacking warrior's neck heavily.

Even though they were far apart, Lin Wanrong could clearly hear the crisp sound of bones breaking, and the warrior fell limply to the ground. After struggling for a while, he stopped moving.

"It's really strong, it's really ruthless!" Even Gao Chief couldn't help but change his face. Seeing Turkic Right King's attack, one can tell that he crawled out of the dead. Leaving aside his innate supernatural power, even the ruthless vigor of life and death is enough to make people shudder.

"Huyou (good). Huyou (good)——" The Turkic men and women didn't care about the life and death of their fellows at all. Such an intense and exciting scene made them boil. There was screaming and cheering.

The warriors on the opposite side paid almost half of the price, but they were able to force the right king off his horse. This is their success. In ecstasy, the rest of the dozen or so people galloped and ran towards Tu Suozuo in front.

The Turkic Right King dodged quickly, swung out a stick without hesitation, and hit the horse's back, immediately the knight and the horse fell down together.

With a sound of "pa", Tu Suozuo received a heavy whip on his back, but he didn't turn his head. He turned around and punched hard, and the horse behind him flew out.

During these three or two moves, several more people were dealt with, leaving only seven or eight. The repeated setbacks aroused the fury of the warriors. They jumped off their horses with a huff, surrounded Tu Suozuo in the middle, and were about to hug his legs with wrestling techniques. But the right king rushed out like the wind, hit the opponent's jaw with two heavy blows on the left and right shoulders, and at the same time, swung out the wooden stick in his hand and hit one person's leg.

With his strength, the opponent couldn't get away with it, and the siege formation instantly disintegrated. Tu Suozuo didn't even need to ride a horse, he only needed to walk to the finish line on foot. The moment he arrived, he suddenly raised the stake he had snatched from his hand, with a very proud smile on his face.

"Ho-ho--" Tens of thousands of barbarians, surrounded by the screams of countless young girls, the scorching sound shook the sky of the grassland.

The right king of Turkic is well-deserved of his reputation. Every blow he made was practiced in years of fighting, and it was fatal.

While the Turks cheered for Tu Suozuo, no one cared about those warriors lying down. Few of the twenty barbarians on the ground could roll over, and they couldn't even hear the wailing.

Lin Wanrong's face was heavy, his face was as black as charcoal, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.