Carrying a sneak attack?Wu Laogong touched his cheek and shook his head with a serious face: This behavior is very bad, and you won't be like this next time.Otherwise, I will revenge.
Yu Jia glanced at him a few times and sighed: As far as we are concerned, do you think there will be a next time?!
Her expression was plain, her face was smiling, and her eyes were as deep as water, calm as the waves, like a quiet Wuhu.
Compared with the beautiful and passionate Crescent Moon, the change at this moment has completely changed.
Perhaps, the real Yujia is standing in front of you at this time.
No next time?That's the best of course!Lin Wanrong nodded with a smile: You also know that I am easily moved by myself. I am really afraid that one day I will fall into your trap.Now I feel much more at ease when I hear you say this.
Yujia nodded lightly: I feel more at ease than you, because you will never lie to me again!
Look at what I said, am I such a bad Lord?!He chuckled twice, waved at Yujia, patted his butt and left.
From a distance, Hu Bugui poked his head out of the grass and glanced cautiously at this side: Why did General Lin leave like this?Did he persuade him to succeed?!
When did Brother Lin miss it?Lao Gao glared at him dissatisfiedly: Haven’t you seen me? Let him go to comfort me, and Yueyaer was so moved that she cried!
Touched and cried?!Hu Bugui widened his eyes quickly.
From a distance, Yujia sat on the ground, quiet and elegant, with an extremely moving smile on her face. The mist that occasionally rose in her eyes was like colorful soap bubbles under the sunset, sad and gorgeous.
Sister, why do you think people have a heart?!The bright red sunset reflects the grassland, and the ground is covered with golden afterglow.
Sitting on the slope with the fairy, staring at the gradually disappearing sunset in the distance, Lin Wanrong suddenly breathed a sigh and asked with a smile.
The little thief's questions are always strange, as if there is no answer, and as if there is an answer.
Even though the fairy is smart, she doesn't know how to answer him.
She gently brushed her hair flying in the wind in her ears, shook her head and smiled: Trees have roots, people have hearts, this is given by God and is what makes you grateful. How can there be so many whys?
No, Lin Wanrong shook his head: He told me that God gave us the soul, and we were asking us to endure the torture.
The fairy said angrily: Why did you suffer? Let me tell me?
Lin Wanrong sighed: With the heart, there is joy and sorrow.A person’s life is spent in joy and sorrow. When he cries, he laughs, and he is sad and happy. If this is not torture, then what is it?After all the calculations, adding up all the people's hearts in this world, I don't know if it's more joy or sadness?!
The little thief's words are so profound!
Ning Yuxi was slightly stunned and then burst into laughter: How can human hearts add to each other?!I think you are deliberately stubborn, both joyful and sad. Do you think others can’t hear it?I am talking about the Yujia around, isn’t it?!
No, it has absolutely nothing to do with her.I swear with my noble character.Lin Wanrong waved his hand quickly and swore righteously.
The fairy shook her head helplessly, gently pulled out the sword. The bright sword tip shook in front of him a few times, and said angrily: Wipe the messy things on her face first. This can't be bitten by just sadness and joy.
His shadow was clearly reflected on the sword's edge, and a light lipstick mark on the black face was like a crescent moon in the sky, clearly visible, beautiful and seductive.
Hey, Lin Wanrong hurriedly covered his face and was startled: Where did this come from?Why didn't I notice it at all?Lao Hu and the others were so unrighteous. I was plotted against, but they didn't even come to save me.Ah, Ah, sister, don’t slap me, I know, it must be Yujia. It’s a pity that I’m careless, why didn’t I notice it?
After brushing, the silver needle in Ning Yuxi's hand shot out like lightning and was sinking into the trunk in front.
The fairy smiled and said: What did I do if I prick you?Junior Sister An said that silver needles will become moldy when put in their pockets. They must be taken out and hung frequently to keep them sharp!I don't know if what she said is right.
Yes, yes, makes sense.The little thief hurriedly wiped off the sweat beads on his forehead.
You Ah, the fairy poked his forehead angrily: So dishonest!If Junior Sister An was here, you wouldn't know how much suffering she had suffered. She would do whatever she said and would make you feel better.
When the fairy heard An Biru mention, the cheek of the fox, who was both happy and angry, gently floated in front of him. The little thief smiled and said: Sister, don’t worry about me.She will do it, and I will do it too.I recently learned a new skill called the Dragon Grab Hand, which specializes in the underwear technique. Oh, no, it is an internal technique.It can be said that it is invincible and has no speed. When will I have time? I will also discuss with my sister and make progress together.
After hearing his underwear skills, you will know what kind of skill it is.
Ning Yuxi spat quickly, his face flushed. After being interrupted by him, he couldn't even say what he taught him a lesson.
After a long silence, I sighed: I just listened to you just now.That Yujia is afraid that he really has feelings for you.
Not necessarily, Lin Wanrong said carefully: This little girl is not that easy to deal with. True and false, true and true, suddenly she became so frank. Who knows that she is not using new means to act in a play?!To be honest, my sister said, I am really a little afraid of her.
This is called being bitten by a snake once, and being afraid of a rope for ten years.Fairy Ning smiled: Don’t worry, in two days, when the sheep-catching meeting begins and the Hu people’s court is taken down, you will never see her again.
I thought so too and never saw each other again.Lin Wanrong said aloud, Zheng pointed his head and stared at the heavy sunset, and the feeling in his heart was unspeakable.
It would be strange if you believe in you!
The fairy curled her lips.
Just seeing the tired look on his face, my heart suddenly felt soft and I no longer wanted to talk about other people's affairs.
The two of them snuggled together, condensed into a pair of shadows that never separate in the huge sunset.
……
drive
drive
The sound of hooves on the wide grassland was rising and falling, and groups of knights were galloping on the grassland, with extraordinary momentum. Judging from the number, there were as many as thousands of people.
It's just strange that these thousands of Hu people were divided into horse teams of different sizes, with the largest being 70 or 80 people and the small ones only 10 people.
The horse teams were far apart, at least two miles apart, and they were all in their own right, forming cavalry teams to fight, gathering and scattering, as if they were practicing a formation.
Countless white tents of all sizes, like clouds that stretched across the sky, slowly spreading on the dark green grassland.
Another sound of hooves sounded, and dozens of black dots stepped over like the wind.
The distance was extremely long, and the night was gradually falling, and the Hu people in each team were training tightly, and no one even looked up at them.
In the dusk, more than a dozen strong Turkic fast horses rushed towards him. The knights on the horse were wearing wide Hu clothes, and their bodies were lying tightly on the horse's back, like bows and arrows ready to be unsheathed at any time.
Occasionally, the cheeks covered with beards were exposed, and there was a faint murderous aura.
The night was about to rise, and such fast horses were everywhere on the grassland, and the tribes were all in their own right, so no one would pay attention to these dozens of horse teams.
The leader in front skillfully pulled the reins of the horse, and the pace of the Turkic horse slowly slowed down. He led the horse to take a few steps, turned his head and said: General, be careful!It is only twenty miles away from Kizil.
Twenty miles?Lin Wanrong pulled down the Turkic robe, revealing his covered cheeks, his eyes rolled around with vigilance: Where did this come from? One by one, hundreds of them!They are only twenty miles away from Kizil, why don’t they go into the city?
From the first news sent back by Xu Zhen yesterday to the second return this afternoon, the 100,000 army led by Lu Dongzan has traveled 300 miles away.
General Lin, who had already held his strength, waved his flag and the entire army advanced rapidly. The pace of the Dahua Iron Cavalry had already stepped onto the periphery of Kizil, only 130 miles away from the Hu people's royal court, and they could even feel the Hu people's breathing.
At this critical moment when Mars could ignite the war, Lin Wanrong was no longer satisfied with relying on the scouts' rewards. He was always uneasy to not see Kizil's situation with his own eyes.
Then, taking advantage of the dusk, he and Hu Bugui came to explore in person.
It's really hundreds of people!
Hu Bugui held back his smile and said: General, these are the elites of the tribes who came to participate in the sheep-catching conference. The day after tomorrow, this grassland event will be held. If they don’t use the last skill to practice, why do they go into the city to do?
All of these are here to attend the sheep picking conference?Lin Wanrong was shocked. In the rushing team on the grassland, the horses were galloping at lightning. The knights on the horse moved, twisted and jumped, and various difficult movements appeared frequently, just like juggling, and their bodies seemed to be on the back of the horse.
Hu Bugui nodded: Yes.Each of these horse teams is an elite of the Hu tribe. Look, they also have their own flag.
Sure enough, in the large tent barracks, their own different flags were fluttering, such as eagle flags, fox flags, and rabbit flags. The symbols of each tribe were unique.
Lin Wanrong said hesitate, pointed to a barracks a little further away and smiled: Is there any sparrow flag?This Hu man is really unique!
Hu Bugui glanced a few times and saw a bird painted on the flag, raising his head and flying high proudly.Lao Hu really couldn't help it: Report to General, that, that's not a sparrow!
Not a sparrow?Lin Wanrong frowned and said: Could it be the turtledove?!When we arrived at the grassland, the genes were mutated, and the turtledoves were not as good as sparrows!
Lao Hu's face turned red: General, this one is neither a sparrow nor a turtle dove. It is called a lark, cough, cough, the lark that can sing.The use of larks as a flag means that the tribe is light and flexible, able to sing and dance well.
It turned out to be Bailing Ah. Lin Wanrong Ah Ah twice said, and said indignantly: The Hu people’s painting skills are really bad. I didn’t recognize it as a fly, it was already a cheaper one!
Hu You (Okay) Before he finished speaking, he heard a burst of excitement from the fly tribe, and everyone hurriedly looked around.
I saw ten horses running like flying in the horse team of the Fly Tribe.
A Hu man held a horse's back, half hanging under the horse's belly. The back of the divine Turkic horse was bare, without a saddle or footsteps, galloping like the wind.
The Hu man whirled around, turned around under the horse's belly, but then turned over from the other side, and then rotated two 360 degrees, crossing and turning over from the horse's belly, and did it three times in one breath.
However, the rider's face was unchanged and his heart was not beating. His movements were clean and beautiful, and his heroic posture was cool.
The Hu people watching the game next to them were applause and were extremely envious.
Lin Wanrong blinked his eyes, grandma, holding a mare three times in a row, wouldn’t he be dizzy?It would be a pity this guy didn't go to tango!!
When it comes to equestrianism, after all, Lin Wanrong has experienced countless life and death on the horse's back, and he is very familiar with it, but compared with this Turkic person, it is really inferior to that.
Even though he was in a hostile position, no one of the Turkish equestrians did not admire him.
It is best not to touch this lark tribe when we pick up sheep.Lin Wanrong grunted for a long time and finally said something.
Hu Buguishen nodded with the same feeling. Before he could speak, he heard a hurrying roar and anger shouting to kill him on the other side.
Looking back, hundreds of fast horses were like fierce whirlwinds, brushing across the grassland.
A bloody sheep's head was thrown up from time to time and landed on the far ground.
Hundreds of Turkic people rushed forward like crazy, and the scimitar in their hands slashed at the tribe in front without any mercy.
The two sides are divided into two factions and fight into one group. Whoever grabs the sheep's head is the worst.
Lin Wanrong was stunned: Can you still use a knife to hold a sheep?Grandma, is this catching a sheep or chopping a sheep?!
Of course, he used a knife, Hu Bugui said with a sneer: General, you have never seen this sheep-catching competition, so it is normal not to understand it.I will talk to you at the end.This person actually doesn't hold the sheep's head.Before the sheep-carrying meeting, the Turks would slaughter a few fat sheep, cut off their heads and hooves, soak the sheep in water, and pour water into the sheep's belly, so that the sheep's body can be tough and not be torn during the competition.
This is easy to understand, Lin Wanrong nodded: Then what are you doing with a knife?Could it be that it was the mutton cut?
Lao Hu shook his head: It’s not about cutting mutton, but about cutting people.Whenever the sheep-carrying ceremony began, the Turks would select a person who issued the order and put the sheep in the center of the grassland.The teams participating in the competition ranged from dozens of people to hundreds of people. Each of them rode a tall horse, and the distance from the sheep was equal.Just waiting for a command, the teams set off to rob.Each team will have division of labor, such as rushing, covering and blocking.No matter what method you use, slash with a knife or stab with a gun, as long as you can grab the sheep from the opponent and arrive at the destination first, you are the winner.
Lin Wanrong had a cold war. This is not a sheep-catching competition, it is clearly a human-slashing competition.
The Hu people are indeed Hu people, and their singularity is extraordinary. The sheep-catching competition they created is more ornamental than rugby and is still bloodshot.
However, of course, the Hu people would not be so stupid as to kill themselves.In addition to covering the mask to prevent personal grudges, the swords and guns that each team carries on the field must also be unsharp. That is, what we call a blunt knife will be inspected in advance. Generally, those who cannot kill people will be missing, at most they will be broken.And the tribe we see now is fighting fiercely, but it is just conducting practical drills, which is far behind the real sheep-catching conference.
A blunt knife isn’t a knife?
After listening to Lao Hu Yi's introduction, Lin Wanrong's heart suddenly became cold. This sheep-holding conference was not that fun.
If you throw your life on the Hu people's sheep-catching field, that would be the biggest joke in Dahua.
That, Brother Hu, I thought about it carefully, and Lin Wanrong said seriously: If we must hold a sheep, let’s choose the lark first.Now it seems that compared with the big sword here, the lark is completely a fancy move.
Everyone laughed out loud in one sentence. In fact, everyone knew that if they wanted to say that they were weak, they would even count themselves as weakest.
Brother Hu, how do we register?!
Lao Hu shook his head slightly: No need to register, this sheep-catching conference focuses on fighting anytime.As long as there is still someone who dares to challenge, any winner must respond unconditionally. No matter how many games you have fought, of course, the tribes that have failed have no right to challenge, and those tribes that have challenged must fight at least three games before they are qualified.Therefore, the winner of this sheep-catching conference is the real grassland warrior.This is why all tribes in the grassland send elites to the sheep-taking conference.
The Turks were indeed fierce enough, and the grassland warriors selected in this way were what everyone expected.
Lin Wanrong nodded: Since we must go to this sheep-catching conference, we don’t have to worry about him now.Brother Hu, let’s explore further and take a look at Kizil.
No, it's too dangerous ahead!As Hu Bugui finished speaking, he heard the earth trembling violently.
The smoke and dust were rising from afar, and the dense Turkic cavalry swept towards them like a violent flood.
Yu Jia glanced at him a few times and sighed: As far as we are concerned, do you think there will be a next time?!
Her expression was plain, her face was smiling, and her eyes were as deep as water, calm as the waves, like a quiet Wuhu.
Compared with the beautiful and passionate Crescent Moon, the change at this moment has completely changed.
Perhaps, the real Yujia is standing in front of you at this time.
No next time?That's the best of course!Lin Wanrong nodded with a smile: You also know that I am easily moved by myself. I am really afraid that one day I will fall into your trap.Now I feel much more at ease when I hear you say this.
Yujia nodded lightly: I feel more at ease than you, because you will never lie to me again!
Look at what I said, am I such a bad Lord?!He chuckled twice, waved at Yujia, patted his butt and left.
From a distance, Hu Bugui poked his head out of the grass and glanced cautiously at this side: Why did General Lin leave like this?Did he persuade him to succeed?!
When did Brother Lin miss it?Lao Gao glared at him dissatisfiedly: Haven’t you seen me? Let him go to comfort me, and Yueyaer was so moved that she cried!
Touched and cried?!Hu Bugui widened his eyes quickly.
From a distance, Yujia sat on the ground, quiet and elegant, with an extremely moving smile on her face. The mist that occasionally rose in her eyes was like colorful soap bubbles under the sunset, sad and gorgeous.
Sister, why do you think people have a heart?!The bright red sunset reflects the grassland, and the ground is covered with golden afterglow.
Sitting on the slope with the fairy, staring at the gradually disappearing sunset in the distance, Lin Wanrong suddenly breathed a sigh and asked with a smile.
The little thief's questions are always strange, as if there is no answer, and as if there is an answer.
Even though the fairy is smart, she doesn't know how to answer him.
She gently brushed her hair flying in the wind in her ears, shook her head and smiled: Trees have roots, people have hearts, this is given by God and is what makes you grateful. How can there be so many whys?
No, Lin Wanrong shook his head: He told me that God gave us the soul, and we were asking us to endure the torture.
The fairy said angrily: Why did you suffer? Let me tell me?
Lin Wanrong sighed: With the heart, there is joy and sorrow.A person’s life is spent in joy and sorrow. When he cries, he laughs, and he is sad and happy. If this is not torture, then what is it?After all the calculations, adding up all the people's hearts in this world, I don't know if it's more joy or sadness?!
The little thief's words are so profound!
Ning Yuxi was slightly stunned and then burst into laughter: How can human hearts add to each other?!I think you are deliberately stubborn, both joyful and sad. Do you think others can’t hear it?I am talking about the Yujia around, isn’t it?!
No, it has absolutely nothing to do with her.I swear with my noble character.Lin Wanrong waved his hand quickly and swore righteously.
The fairy shook her head helplessly, gently pulled out the sword. The bright sword tip shook in front of him a few times, and said angrily: Wipe the messy things on her face first. This can't be bitten by just sadness and joy.
His shadow was clearly reflected on the sword's edge, and a light lipstick mark on the black face was like a crescent moon in the sky, clearly visible, beautiful and seductive.
Hey, Lin Wanrong hurriedly covered his face and was startled: Where did this come from?Why didn't I notice it at all?Lao Hu and the others were so unrighteous. I was plotted against, but they didn't even come to save me.Ah, Ah, sister, don’t slap me, I know, it must be Yujia. It’s a pity that I’m careless, why didn’t I notice it?
After brushing, the silver needle in Ning Yuxi's hand shot out like lightning and was sinking into the trunk in front.
The fairy smiled and said: What did I do if I prick you?Junior Sister An said that silver needles will become moldy when put in their pockets. They must be taken out and hung frequently to keep them sharp!I don't know if what she said is right.
Yes, yes, makes sense.The little thief hurriedly wiped off the sweat beads on his forehead.
You Ah, the fairy poked his forehead angrily: So dishonest!If Junior Sister An was here, you wouldn't know how much suffering she had suffered. She would do whatever she said and would make you feel better.
When the fairy heard An Biru mention, the cheek of the fox, who was both happy and angry, gently floated in front of him. The little thief smiled and said: Sister, don’t worry about me.She will do it, and I will do it too.I recently learned a new skill called the Dragon Grab Hand, which specializes in the underwear technique. Oh, no, it is an internal technique.It can be said that it is invincible and has no speed. When will I have time? I will also discuss with my sister and make progress together.
After hearing his underwear skills, you will know what kind of skill it is.
Ning Yuxi spat quickly, his face flushed. After being interrupted by him, he couldn't even say what he taught him a lesson.
After a long silence, I sighed: I just listened to you just now.That Yujia is afraid that he really has feelings for you.
Not necessarily, Lin Wanrong said carefully: This little girl is not that easy to deal with. True and false, true and true, suddenly she became so frank. Who knows that she is not using new means to act in a play?!To be honest, my sister said, I am really a little afraid of her.
This is called being bitten by a snake once, and being afraid of a rope for ten years.Fairy Ning smiled: Don’t worry, in two days, when the sheep-catching meeting begins and the Hu people’s court is taken down, you will never see her again.
I thought so too and never saw each other again.Lin Wanrong said aloud, Zheng pointed his head and stared at the heavy sunset, and the feeling in his heart was unspeakable.
It would be strange if you believe in you!
The fairy curled her lips.
Just seeing the tired look on his face, my heart suddenly felt soft and I no longer wanted to talk about other people's affairs.
The two of them snuggled together, condensed into a pair of shadows that never separate in the huge sunset.
……
drive
drive
The sound of hooves on the wide grassland was rising and falling, and groups of knights were galloping on the grassland, with extraordinary momentum. Judging from the number, there were as many as thousands of people.
It's just strange that these thousands of Hu people were divided into horse teams of different sizes, with the largest being 70 or 80 people and the small ones only 10 people.
The horse teams were far apart, at least two miles apart, and they were all in their own right, forming cavalry teams to fight, gathering and scattering, as if they were practicing a formation.
Countless white tents of all sizes, like clouds that stretched across the sky, slowly spreading on the dark green grassland.
Another sound of hooves sounded, and dozens of black dots stepped over like the wind.
The distance was extremely long, and the night was gradually falling, and the Hu people in each team were training tightly, and no one even looked up at them.
In the dusk, more than a dozen strong Turkic fast horses rushed towards him. The knights on the horse were wearing wide Hu clothes, and their bodies were lying tightly on the horse's back, like bows and arrows ready to be unsheathed at any time.
Occasionally, the cheeks covered with beards were exposed, and there was a faint murderous aura.
The night was about to rise, and such fast horses were everywhere on the grassland, and the tribes were all in their own right, so no one would pay attention to these dozens of horse teams.
The leader in front skillfully pulled the reins of the horse, and the pace of the Turkic horse slowly slowed down. He led the horse to take a few steps, turned his head and said: General, be careful!It is only twenty miles away from Kizil.
Twenty miles?Lin Wanrong pulled down the Turkic robe, revealing his covered cheeks, his eyes rolled around with vigilance: Where did this come from? One by one, hundreds of them!They are only twenty miles away from Kizil, why don’t they go into the city?
From the first news sent back by Xu Zhen yesterday to the second return this afternoon, the 100,000 army led by Lu Dongzan has traveled 300 miles away.
General Lin, who had already held his strength, waved his flag and the entire army advanced rapidly. The pace of the Dahua Iron Cavalry had already stepped onto the periphery of Kizil, only 130 miles away from the Hu people's royal court, and they could even feel the Hu people's breathing.
At this critical moment when Mars could ignite the war, Lin Wanrong was no longer satisfied with relying on the scouts' rewards. He was always uneasy to not see Kizil's situation with his own eyes.
Then, taking advantage of the dusk, he and Hu Bugui came to explore in person.
It's really hundreds of people!
Hu Bugui held back his smile and said: General, these are the elites of the tribes who came to participate in the sheep-catching conference. The day after tomorrow, this grassland event will be held. If they don’t use the last skill to practice, why do they go into the city to do?
All of these are here to attend the sheep picking conference?Lin Wanrong was shocked. In the rushing team on the grassland, the horses were galloping at lightning. The knights on the horse moved, twisted and jumped, and various difficult movements appeared frequently, just like juggling, and their bodies seemed to be on the back of the horse.
Hu Bugui nodded: Yes.Each of these horse teams is an elite of the Hu tribe. Look, they also have their own flag.
Sure enough, in the large tent barracks, their own different flags were fluttering, such as eagle flags, fox flags, and rabbit flags. The symbols of each tribe were unique.
Lin Wanrong said hesitate, pointed to a barracks a little further away and smiled: Is there any sparrow flag?This Hu man is really unique!
Hu Bugui glanced a few times and saw a bird painted on the flag, raising his head and flying high proudly.Lao Hu really couldn't help it: Report to General, that, that's not a sparrow!
Not a sparrow?Lin Wanrong frowned and said: Could it be the turtledove?!When we arrived at the grassland, the genes were mutated, and the turtledoves were not as good as sparrows!
Lao Hu's face turned red: General, this one is neither a sparrow nor a turtle dove. It is called a lark, cough, cough, the lark that can sing.The use of larks as a flag means that the tribe is light and flexible, able to sing and dance well.
It turned out to be Bailing Ah. Lin Wanrong Ah Ah twice said, and said indignantly: The Hu people’s painting skills are really bad. I didn’t recognize it as a fly, it was already a cheaper one!
Hu You (Okay) Before he finished speaking, he heard a burst of excitement from the fly tribe, and everyone hurriedly looked around.
I saw ten horses running like flying in the horse team of the Fly Tribe.
A Hu man held a horse's back, half hanging under the horse's belly. The back of the divine Turkic horse was bare, without a saddle or footsteps, galloping like the wind.
The Hu man whirled around, turned around under the horse's belly, but then turned over from the other side, and then rotated two 360 degrees, crossing and turning over from the horse's belly, and did it three times in one breath.
However, the rider's face was unchanged and his heart was not beating. His movements were clean and beautiful, and his heroic posture was cool.
The Hu people watching the game next to them were applause and were extremely envious.
Lin Wanrong blinked his eyes, grandma, holding a mare three times in a row, wouldn’t he be dizzy?It would be a pity this guy didn't go to tango!!
When it comes to equestrianism, after all, Lin Wanrong has experienced countless life and death on the horse's back, and he is very familiar with it, but compared with this Turkic person, it is really inferior to that.
Even though he was in a hostile position, no one of the Turkish equestrians did not admire him.
It is best not to touch this lark tribe when we pick up sheep.Lin Wanrong grunted for a long time and finally said something.
Hu Buguishen nodded with the same feeling. Before he could speak, he heard a hurrying roar and anger shouting to kill him on the other side.
Looking back, hundreds of fast horses were like fierce whirlwinds, brushing across the grassland.
A bloody sheep's head was thrown up from time to time and landed on the far ground.
Hundreds of Turkic people rushed forward like crazy, and the scimitar in their hands slashed at the tribe in front without any mercy.
The two sides are divided into two factions and fight into one group. Whoever grabs the sheep's head is the worst.
Lin Wanrong was stunned: Can you still use a knife to hold a sheep?Grandma, is this catching a sheep or chopping a sheep?!
Of course, he used a knife, Hu Bugui said with a sneer: General, you have never seen this sheep-catching competition, so it is normal not to understand it.I will talk to you at the end.This person actually doesn't hold the sheep's head.Before the sheep-carrying meeting, the Turks would slaughter a few fat sheep, cut off their heads and hooves, soak the sheep in water, and pour water into the sheep's belly, so that the sheep's body can be tough and not be torn during the competition.
This is easy to understand, Lin Wanrong nodded: Then what are you doing with a knife?Could it be that it was the mutton cut?
Lao Hu shook his head: It’s not about cutting mutton, but about cutting people.Whenever the sheep-carrying ceremony began, the Turks would select a person who issued the order and put the sheep in the center of the grassland.The teams participating in the competition ranged from dozens of people to hundreds of people. Each of them rode a tall horse, and the distance from the sheep was equal.Just waiting for a command, the teams set off to rob.Each team will have division of labor, such as rushing, covering and blocking.No matter what method you use, slash with a knife or stab with a gun, as long as you can grab the sheep from the opponent and arrive at the destination first, you are the winner.
Lin Wanrong had a cold war. This is not a sheep-catching competition, it is clearly a human-slashing competition.
The Hu people are indeed Hu people, and their singularity is extraordinary. The sheep-catching competition they created is more ornamental than rugby and is still bloodshot.
However, of course, the Hu people would not be so stupid as to kill themselves.In addition to covering the mask to prevent personal grudges, the swords and guns that each team carries on the field must also be unsharp. That is, what we call a blunt knife will be inspected in advance. Generally, those who cannot kill people will be missing, at most they will be broken.And the tribe we see now is fighting fiercely, but it is just conducting practical drills, which is far behind the real sheep-catching conference.
A blunt knife isn’t a knife?
After listening to Lao Hu Yi's introduction, Lin Wanrong's heart suddenly became cold. This sheep-holding conference was not that fun.
If you throw your life on the Hu people's sheep-catching field, that would be the biggest joke in Dahua.
That, Brother Hu, I thought about it carefully, and Lin Wanrong said seriously: If we must hold a sheep, let’s choose the lark first.Now it seems that compared with the big sword here, the lark is completely a fancy move.
Everyone laughed out loud in one sentence. In fact, everyone knew that if they wanted to say that they were weak, they would even count themselves as weakest.
Brother Hu, how do we register?!
Lao Hu shook his head slightly: No need to register, this sheep-catching conference focuses on fighting anytime.As long as there is still someone who dares to challenge, any winner must respond unconditionally. No matter how many games you have fought, of course, the tribes that have failed have no right to challenge, and those tribes that have challenged must fight at least three games before they are qualified.Therefore, the winner of this sheep-catching conference is the real grassland warrior.This is why all tribes in the grassland send elites to the sheep-taking conference.
The Turks were indeed fierce enough, and the grassland warriors selected in this way were what everyone expected.
Lin Wanrong nodded: Since we must go to this sheep-catching conference, we don’t have to worry about him now.Brother Hu, let’s explore further and take a look at Kizil.
No, it's too dangerous ahead!As Hu Bugui finished speaking, he heard the earth trembling violently.
The smoke and dust were rising from afar, and the dense Turkic cavalry swept towards them like a violent flood.
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