Nightfall Chapter 17: Going on horse as a thief (1)
Volume Two, Winter Lake, Chapter Seventeen, Mounted as a Thief (1)
The master put down his fingers, looked at the boiling soup pot again, and the meat slices on the chopping board that were still just like a small snow, and said in anguish: "If I know everything, how can I be worried like a bereaved dog?"
The big brother cut the delicious and tough mutton, smiling and thinking to myself, teacher, where are you worried in your life?
The master put the bowls and chopsticks on the cutting board, rolled up his sleeves, and easily snatched the sharp kitchen knife from his hand, only to hear the sound of a few times, the slices of lamb flew, and in a flash, they piled into the snow mountain peak.
The mutton is cooked as soon as it is in the boiling soup, the master is eager to eat the chopsticks, and the food is dripping and happily, the soup drips down the beard, and I did not want to make my most painful apprentice low on the meadow The old scalper who gnawed the grass for the first time looked up at him and mooed dissatisfiedly.
Looking at the teacher’s happy appearance, the big brother smiled and shook his head, wiped his hands, walked slowly under the dying winter tree, and looked at the wild blue lake not far below the meadow. The looming horse thieves on the other side of the lake slowly raised their eyebrows and asked thoughtfully: "Teacher, this lake is the Subbi Lake of the younger brother?"
Time is gradually flowing, and some things you don't know will naturally be known in certain ways. For example, it is not Prince Longqing who finally enters the back mountain of the academy, but a little guy named Ning Que.
The master took a bowl of lamb soup and drank slowly, his slender eyebrows seemed to be dancing in the winter breeze comfortably. He looked at the Bihu nearby and somewhere further away, and said, "He is here He grew up in Weicheng and grew up in Subbi Lake."
The big brother nodded, looked back at the teacher and asked: "Teacher, why are we coming to Weicheng?"
The master held the soup bowl, looked at the horse thieves who were busy with their livelihoods by the Subbi Lake, and said, "After all, they are my own students. Although I haven't met each other yet, since I dropped in, let's make a home visit."
The senior brother thought of the scene before leaving Chang'an Academy last spring, remembered the master’s confession at the time, remembered the **** umbrella behind the young man’s back, and asked: "Teacher, you already knew that the younger brother would Become a junior brother?"
The master put down the soup bowl, touched the belly of the micro-drum and let out a sigh of satisfaction, shook his head and said: "There is never such a thing as destined in the world. If so, how can we predict it?"
"Haotian can't arrange everything either."
The master looked up at the high-definition sky of the winter grassland, as if seeing the trembling little boy holding a hatchet in the woodshed ten years ago, and said with emotion: "Many years ago, I saw your little brother, At the time, I just thought he looked like an old friend, but I didn’t expect that he would actually survive and be by my side."
The big brother looked at the grassland and said: "I don't know if the younger brother can handle the wasteland alone."
The master said: "That's a very difficult child. Wasteland is his home. I don't want to be too embarrassed to come here. If there are really embarrassed times, aren't you his brother?"
The big brother smiled and lowered his head, and the spring breeze.
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The stern sound of feather arrows breaking through the air, like a sharp whistle, instantly tore through the twilight above the camp.
Because of the distance, when the arrow flew to the outside of the camp, it was already slanted and slow. It fell to the ground like a drunk man and did not cause any harm. But everyone in the camp knew that the other party The purpose of the arrow is to warn or show off, so the mood has not become lighter.
The smoke and dust in the distance on the grassland gradually dispersed, revealing the true face of more than a hundred horses. I could vaguely see the mighty and majestic barbarians on horsebacks wrapped in animal skin and cotton armor. They held the reins in one hand, screaming frantically, and excitedly as if seeing a large number of prey.
The Yan State cavalry in the camp greeted one by one. When several arrows were separated, the grassland barbarians scattered their whistles, spinning around the shallow waters of the Pingchuan around the camp. They refused to approach, but did not leave. meaning.
Ning Que was the first to spot the horse thief's trail. After warning, he jumped out of the carriage, silently led the **** horse, and was always ready to saddle. He just watched these prairie barbarians walking around with whistles, his brows gradually grew. Wrinkled——On the winter grassland, he can gather more than a hundred elite horsemen, which is already a large group of horse thieves. I don't know when the other party started to stare at the food delivery team, he subconsciously glanced to his side.
The boys and girls of Mochiyuan have long lived in the Great River Country in the far south. They have only heard of the brutal horror of horse thieves in the north in the legend. This is the first time they have faced these prairie horse thieves in their lives. However, including the Tmall girl, all Mochiyuan disciples occasionally showed tension between their silent eyebrows, but they were absolutely not panicked. They each held a long handle of a thin knife and waited vigilantly for the later battle.
At this moment, three horses flew out with the dust in the north of the camp, dispersing at high speed by the last red fire and twilight.
This trip went to the grassland left account king court to deliver food. Nominally, Dahe State Mochiyuan disciples were responsible for the food, but the Yan State Cavalry, who was responsible for the safety of the food brigade, did not obey orders very much. Everyone was displeased, but looking at the three horses galloping out, Ju Zhihua couldn't help but applaud.
"Able to decide to send a messenger to the court at the first time, the general Yan's reaction speed is not slow."
Listening to this, Ning Que shook his head, took the **** horse and walked to her side, and said: "These barbarians who look like horse thieves may be the cavalry of the Royal Court of the Left Tents."
Ji Zhihua and the girls beside the carriage were shocked by this.
Ning Que did not explain, looking at the prairie horse thieves wandering in the desert, and the Yanqi flying out like three feather arrows, he said: "If you are in the southern swallow border fortress, there will It is possible to succeed, but now that they have gone deep into the grassland, it is impossible for these three cavalry to run out."
At the beginning, I defeated the monk of Moon Wheel Country by Biyao Lake. Coupled with the experience of living together these days, the girls of Dahe Country trusted Ning Que more and more, subconsciously believed in his judgment, and Tmall was even more surprised. He jumped into the carriage and looked at the three Yanqi who were getting farther and farther, with a worried expression on his face.
General Yan’s reaction speed is not unpleasant, but it is precisely because of the fast that Ning Que can no longer change the fate of the three Yanqis, not to mention that he is now just an ordinary disciple of Dahe Country Mochi Garden. .
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The sun is falling lower and lower, the light on the grassland is getting dimmed, and the twilight is getting thicker, and the three Yanqis gradually become tiny silhouettes in front of the blood red canvas. I saw that Sanqi was shot by arrows. In the middle of the game, he was stopped by the noose and fell tragically, and there was no more movement.
After some time, dozens of prairie horse thieves came from there. The bodies of the three reported Yanqi were dragged behind the horse by ropes, and from time to time they collided with the low-lying mound on the ground, **** and bloody. The picture looked terrible.
Two groups of prairie horse thieves converged in one place, and there was a burst of arrogant laughter.
Ning Que watched a lot of these pictures on the grassland. Back then, he dragged the corpse of the horse thief leader on the shore of Subbi Lake for a week, so he was not moved. But for the girls and the people in the food transport team, these tragic pictures will surely make them nightmares every night, and the faintly hearing the breathing around them will become panic.
As for the two hundred Yan State cavalrymen, seeing the scenes of their colleagues dying tragically and being humiliated, it was an uproar, and they barely calmed down under the strong suppression of the commander-no one was such an action battle in the upper reaches of the grassland. The opponents of the barbarians were at least like this before Huangren moved south. The previous picture is a clear proof. Therefore, it is clear that the number of Yan's army is superior, and there are Mochiyuan disciples as the main combat force. Everyone can only suppress anger and fear. The grain-transporting convoy set up simple car formations and deployed defensive offensives at the fastest speed, waiting for this group of prairie horse thieves to attack.
The atmosphere in the camp became extremely depressing and tense. The same was true after the dozens of Yanqi returned to the camp. Even if everyone hadn’t seen it with their own eyes, everyone had heard of the ferocious blood-eating of the prairie horse thief, especially those lucky ones. The civilians in the food team were even more earthy and trembling, unable to complete even the simplest handling tasks.
Unexpectedly, this group of prairie horse thieves did not take advantage of the last light days and the good time of the camp's dissipated heart to attack, but held the reins to stand on the horse outside a few arrows and watched the camp's busy people coldly, three of them The horse thief, who looked like a leader, waved his whip and pointed at the front, looking extremely arrogant.
As night fell, the camp burned a fire, and the generals of the Yan army personally arranged monitoring posts. The soldiers watched nervously at the periphery of the dark grassland, facing the danger of being close at hand, thinking that once they fell asleep, they might be Can't wake up, worrying about being attacked by horse thieves and touching the camp at night, almost no one can fall asleep peacefully.
Ning Que knows the behavior of horse thieves very well. Whether it is a real horse thief or a horse thief disguised as a royal cavalry, once he is a thief, he will firmly act in accordance with the behavior of the horse thief—the horse thief group cannot choose twilight attack ——He set up his tent next to the carriage, ready to sleep, to meet the **** battle tomorrow morning.
A night breeze came, raising the tent, and also raising the curtains of the carriage. His pupils shrank slightly, because he found that the carriage was empty, and the white-clothed girl Mo Shanshan did not know where he was going.
He climbed to the top of the carriage silently and looked towards the outside of the camp convoy through the extremely dim starlight. There was a ring of fire burning vigorously outside. On the other end of the tongue, a thin figure could be vaguely seen.
On this winter plain, except for him, who has extremely keen eyes, probably no one can see that thin figure.
Under the light of the fire and stars, the white clothes on the thin figure became thinner and thinner. It seemed to be blown away by the night wind, like a charm and a spirit, I don't know what it was doing.
Ning Que looked there in silence, thoughtfully.
Then he jumped out of the carriage and fell asleep with his clothes down.
When the night was the deepest, several screams suddenly sounded in the southwest of the camp, and the horses howled frantically. The Yan State cavalry who had been alert to the north were startled in shock and looked towards there in a daze.
Ning Que in the tent next to the carriage did not know when he had already woke up.
He listened intently for a while, looking through the gap in the tent curtain at the figure of the girl cut out by the candlelight in the carriage, gradually brightening, he smiled, then closed his eyes and continued to feel relieved To sleep.
In his dream, he thought, he didn't know when he could write such a powerful fire symbol.
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(I wish you all a happy Lantern Festival, life is booming, just like this talisman, it’s really fragrant...)