Novoland: Eagle Flag Chapter 3: Ten sons

Guimu turned his head and glanced at his brother.

The torch shone sideways on Xu Dahan's sharp face, light and dark intertwined, his tall nose cast a shadow, one eye was hidden in the shadow, the other was cold and expressionless.

A hundred paces apart, the two teams confronted each other, the horses jumped restlessly, the cavalry tried hard to restrain their mounts, and hundreds of torches shone through the night. Under the red dragon tooth flag, Xu Dahan stood straddling his horse. All eyes were on him, but he was just quietly stroking the horse's mane, and the unsheathed sword lay quietly across the saddle.

Grandma held the knife and followed closely behind his brother. He hadn't fought in person yet, his face was pale from nervousness, the veins on his forehead were exposed, and he was jumping chugly.

"Brother, don't... don't let father know, this matter... this matter is not a trivial matter." Guimu reined in his black horse hard, and lowered his voice.

"I've come here, can I still walk away in despair?"

"But I...I still feel..." Guimu lowered his head.

A slap landed on Guimu's face, and there was a clean "slap". Guimu covered his face, just about to get angry, but met his brother's eyes.

"Trash!" Xu Dahan grabbed him by the collar, "What have I taught you? Have you forgotten everything? What do you think? Do you think? You are a bald antelope who knows nothing If someone bites him to death, he doesn't even know how to run away!"

Guimu felt cold in his heart, he didn't know if it was because of the air-conditioning, or because of his brother's eyes.

"You're right, and I've known for a long time, would the Great Khans fight with their father for our two brothers? No! We are just saddles, and people want to ride us. Use it, change another one. If we are the ones going to Donglu, no one in the northern capital will remember us, so just wait to die in Donglu!" Xu Dahan threw him away, "Seeing today's big Are the kings of Khan looking pale? They are about to change their saddles! If you want to rely on others, it is better to rely on yourself. They regard us as outsiders from the Qingyang Department, and we can only rely on ourselves to save face! How many people are waiting in this northern capital city? Look at our brother's jokes, but our brothers have no jokes to read, no one in the world can read my Xu Dahan's jokes! I will eventually make those who laugh at me bow their heads under my whip!"

"Yes!" Guimu nodded vigorously.

"You are my younger brother," Xu Dahan straightened his collar for him, and patted his shoulder. "In the entire northern capital, you are the only person I can trust! I can trust you, can't I?"

"Brother, I..."

"Don't say anything, I know everything." Xu Dahan turned his head, his voice was as cold as ice, as hard as a rock, "I will say what you say later, and you will do. We are brothers, Ah Mom's milk alone feeds the two of us, and we have to fight for grandma."

"Yeah!" Guimu nodded vigorously, feeling like a fire in his heart.

From childhood to adulthood, in Guimu's heart, no one can replace Xu Dahan.

Because Grandma is from North Shuo, both of them were discriminated against. When I was young, I was weak, and I was punished if I didn’t practice swords well, I was punished for being angry without reason, and I still had to be punished if I didn’t eat on time. I went up to the leaders of various families, and went down to the golden tent palace. The top of Guimu's head. But he is the youngest and the most aggressive. When he can't bear it, he will violently break everything and yell at everyone around him. At this time, the guards and warriors from the Golden Tent Palace would rush up to catch him, not give him food, and punish him to kneel in the sun field. Guimu bit his lip and refused to kneel, even though his stomach hurt like a knife and his lips were dry and cracked. He just didn't understand why they were all his father's sons, some were noble blood, some were low blood, some scolded others for drinking mutton soup, and some would be scolded by others when they were hungry. He still remembers the feeling of severe pain until now. At this time, Xu Dahan came over and knelt down beside him first. Xu Dahan was a good prince, not picky, not angry, and never made people angry, but Xu Dahan knelt beside him and tugged at his sleeve silently. . Finally Guimu knelt down together with him, and the people of the Golden Tent Palace looked at the two of them coldly, it was so dark, Xu Dahan knelt there silently and looked ahead, the stars rose above his head.

Xu Dahan finally took out a cold naan from his sleeve and handed it to Guimu. And Xu Dahan still looked ahead silently, without saying a word.

"Why do you want to be nice to me?" Gui Mu asked him, wiping away tears fiercely.

"We are kneeling now, but one day we will stand up," Xu Dahan said softly, "and... I am your brother!"

Since that night, Guimu has always believed that this brother will eventually lead him to stand up as he said when he was a child.

There was a gap in the formation on the opposite side, and Bi Mogan raised his sword and jumped onto the back of Xueshu's horse. A few fierce domestic servants held leather shields to cover him around him, and the rest also wore helmets. Beating the armor, holding the torch high, restraining the restless horses.

"Xu Dahan, you have a **** mouth and white teeth, do you want to frame your brother?" Bi Mogan pointed at Xu Dahan under Longya's banner from a distance.

Like swords facing each other, there is a one-touch pattern in front of the battle. There were only three or four hundred companions and slaves under Bimogan's tent, and Xu Dahan brought the "Dragon Tooth and Light Hoof" trained by him. The light cavalry of more than a hundred people was not enough to threaten Bimogan, and Bimogan was not enough. Not very concerned. But at this special time, if a well-trained light cavalry takes advantage of the maneuver, it is not comparable to his domestic slaves.

"Brother, why did you say that?" Xu Dahan's voice was cold and unwavering, "Asule is missing, and everyone in Beidu City is suspicious. The Nine Kings have already led troops to search my tent. As a prince, I am responsible for the safety of the northern capital, I just want to see your tent, your cavalry stopped me, is there something ulterior in the tent?"

"Xu Dahan, do you want to humiliate me? You can search, you can! You let the Nine Kings come, let Mu Haiyang come, but you brothers can't!"

"Since you didn't do it, what can't you search? If you can't find it, at most I will apologize in front of my father. If the elder brother wants to search my tent, I will open the door of the stockade, and you can search as you please. My elder brother won't let me now Search, do you want to remove something?"

"I said before, I'm not afraid of searching, but the despicable **** of Shuobei's blood are not allowed!" Bimogan was enraged, "A lowly slave can also be searched, it is you Xu Dahan, don't even think about stepping into me in this life place!"

"Since elder brother looks down on me so much," Xu Dahan said in a low voice, and suddenly picked up the double-edged sword on the saddle, "then don't blame me for disregarding elder brother's face!"

He suddenly raised his sword and yelled violently: "Kill me, I'll capture them all! Rebels, kill!"

Takagi was stunned for a moment. They came here in a murderous spirit, just wanting to search Bimogan's village, but they didn't expect that there would be a real conflict. Hearing the order of "kill", the dragon-toothed and light-hoofed cavalry were also stunned.

"Kill!" Xu Dahan's expression remained unchanged, holding his sword high.

He led the war horse and rushed out first. Guimu gritted his teeth, suppressed all hesitation, and pulled out his waist knife abruptly, shouting: "Kill!"

The dragon-toothed and light-hoofed cavalry drew their sabers together, and the steed neighed, rushing past like water breaking through a gate.

"I... what should we do?" Tie You's expression changed.

Bi Mogan's face twisted slightly, and he also drew his saber: "Bastard! You have planned to kill us, right? I took a chance and couldn't help it. After all, I still underestimated the beast in this grass. Snake!"

He held up his saber and shouted: "Come on! Someone stepped on your head, can you bear it?"

The **** bravery of the warriors was inspired, and the shame of being attacked for no reason made the slaves furious. Their faces were already flushed, and their hands holding the sabers were hot.

"Kill!" Everyone raised their knives and roared together.

The scribe hiding in the tent raised the curtain slightly and watched two torches waving in the distance. Howling, howling, and the howling of war horses, the two torches converged in one place, as if a huge, shining beast was dancing on the ancient and desolate black land. Seen from a distance, the tragic fight has a different kind of beauty.

"What a chaotic world!" He lowered the curtain, sighed lowly, sat down cross-legged, and raised the wine jar to his mouth.

The long knife slashed at a person's face fiercely, and the scarlet blood spurted out as the knife was pulled out, splashing Guimu all over. He threw off the stirrup and kicked the corpse off the horse.

He roared wildly, and looked around with his sword in his hand, looking for the next enemy. In the scene of hundreds of people fighting in front of me, as far as I can see, there are house slaves and Qingqi who are slashing and killing with knives. The hot air from the nostrils of the war horses is mixed together. Bloody smell.

There was the sound of horseshoes approaching behind him, Guimu's waist knife turned into a backhand, and he turned around and stabbed obliquely. His teacher is a wooden plow, and he has accumulated strange killing methods on the battlefield in his knife skills. Muli supports Bimogan, but he does not hide his secrets from Guimu in terms of saber skills. According to him, this saber "back spine" has never missed on the battlefield.

There was a sudden vibration in his hand, and Guimu was startled, the knife was blocked. The scraping sound of metal was harsh, indicating that the opponent's knife was still cutting up against his own blade.

"Go to hell!" Guimu was furious.

He has extraordinary physical strength, and the long knife slammed the opponent's knife away. The horse didn't have time to turn around, but he twisted his waist and forcibly turned over on the horse's back. The long knife slashed out with the strength of the rotation. When the person wielding the knife wraps around his neck and spins the knife, the power on the knife can be powerful and terrifying without relying on the momentum of the horse.

The long knife swung flatly with a shrill howling sound, the angle and speed completely exceeded the opponent's expectations. In a hurry, he could only seal it hard with a knife. When the two knives met, there was no loud noise like the usual clash of gold and iron, only a low "cha", and the opponent's saber was divided into two parts.

With a flash of fire beside him, Guimu saw clearly that it was Bimogan who attacked him. A reckless desire to kill rose from his chest and abdomen, he didn't take back the knife, but exerted force again, and the long knife whizzed down towards Bimogan's neck.

A fast horse rushed over from the slanting stab, and Banzalie's black iron long knife swung diagonally from bottom to top, blocking Guimu's knife. One side of the noble wood blade slipped against the opponent's blade, and it was still cut out flat. Bimogan leaned over the horse's back at the critical juncture, and the long knife cut off several strands of him. The howling wind sounded like a ghost crying. His naked Xueshu struggled violently, his front hooves kicked up, and he fell obliquely to the ground. In the messy firelight, the blood veins on Xueshu's neck had been severed by Guimu, and the gushing horse blood spattered even more Don't make a face.

"Your BMW, your BMW," Guimu's smile was full of madness, "I'll kill it now, what do you compare with me?"

"Bastards! I can't spare you today!" Bimogan roared with blood in his eyes.

"We'll see if you survive!"

The blood gushing out from that famous horse in the far west made Guimu's heart burn. He had already killed the BMW bestowed by his father, and it was as if a gate had opened in his heart, so he didn't have to worry about anything anymore. He jerked the rein of the horse and took a step forward.

"Prince!" Banzalie saw that Guimu's expression was strange.

Following his sound, the deep whistling of the "Wolf Blade" struck down again, and Guimu used all his strength to slash down. Banzalie's long saber was sealed horizontally, and when the blade touched, a powerful force surged in, and the long saber trembled out of his hand. The whistling sound of feather arrows sounded behind Guimu, and there was a stabbing pain in his shoulder, the arrow had already penetrated into the muscles and bones. Tie You, who shot dozens of steps away, shouted loudly: "Brother, go!"

Bimogan was so stiff that he couldn't move under the force of the Fengmo-like sword. Guimu's expression became more ferocious, and he didn't pull out his arrow, just gritted his teeth and laughed, with a monster-like laugh rolling in his throat. As soon as he withdrew the knife, he gathered his energy and slashed again. Ban Zhalie rushed out obliquely and sealed his arm under the blade.

Xu Dahan pulled out his double-edged sword from the heart of a house slave, looked up, in the firelight ahead, the light of Guimu's sword fell, and the arm of Bimogan's companion flew horizontally, It drew a stunning arc with **** flowers in the air, and was trampled upon by the chaotic horse formation. Bimogan's servants rushed forward desperately to **** the two men back, with arrows on Guimu's shoulders, screaming and waving his knives, leading the Qingqimen to push forward.

Xu Dahan breathed the strong smell of blood, his dark eyes were like the color of night, and he was as quiet as a leopard on the battlefield where everyone was fighting **** battles.

"Third prince!" A Qingqi galloped over with blood on his face, "I can't kill any more! I really hurt a few princes, the majesty blames it, and I can't escape the punishment."

Xu Dahan turned his head and looked at him coldly.

Qingqi was stunned by his emotionless eyes. Xu Dahan raised his sword high, and the silvery sword was covered with blood, flashing coldly.

"Give it to me! Kill those who resist disobedience!" he roared at the warriors guarding himself.

"Born in Pasur's family, do you still want to turn back?" Xu Dahan said to himself from the bottom of his heart.

I don't know how many people have fallen under the swords of both sides. Tie You wiped the blood on his face, and the hand holding the bow trembled slightly. Their number of domestic slaves is still superior, but the fierceness and agility of Qingqi have the upper hand, and their own side is completely oppressed, behind them is Bimogan's stockade, the retreat is not open, and they are forced by the red-eyed Guimu, wanting to retreat It was too late.

"You!" He pulled a servant next to him, "Go out! Go to the village of the Ninth Prince to deliver a letter, and let the Ninth Prince bring the tiger and leopard over! Just say that if you don't come, you will never see the eldest prince again! "

The house slave responded, and was about to gallop back, but Tie You stopped him again.

"Wait!" Tie You looked over the heads of the crowd to the west.

The house slave followed him to look, only to find something faintly stirring in the darkness. He listened carefully, and was pleasantly surprised: "Could it be that the Ninth Prince has already got the news and has come?"

The sound coming from the darkness is the chaotic hooves of the galloping cavalry. Gradually, a few leading torches came into view, vaguely a group of black-armored cavalry. In the northern capital city, there are only Mu Haiyang of the Dafeng Tent and the tiger and leopard cavalry of the Nine Kings. The armor of the Dafeng Tent is still blue and gray, and only the elite tiger and leopard cavalry are in black armor.

"It's really a tiger and leopard rider!" Tie You was overjoyed, "It's saved! It's saved!"

As the cavalry approached, the wind rushed towards the face, like a knife cutting across the face. There were thousands of cavalrymen in soap clothes and iron armor. They were indeed the most terrifying soldiers in the Qingyang Department. No one made a sound, and the sound of horseshoes hitting the ground was everywhere. Xu Dahan's heart sank, he turned his horse and led a small team to meet him, Guimu still led most of the cavalry to attack hard.

"Rocket! Rocket!" Tie You roared, "Tell the Nine Kings that we are here!"

Three rockets soared into the sky, and the cavalry on the opposite side seemed to have seen them, and they came even faster. The strikers gathered together to form a charging formation.

"Is it really the Nine Kings?" Bi Mogan also retreated from the front of the formation, panting and asking.

"Then who else could it be?" Tie You pointed to the front, looking from a distance, the small group of cavalry led by Xu Dahan didn't even have a chance to stop to speak, they were swallowed by the large group of cavalry, and then they rushed straight come.

"Then it's our turn to counterattack!" Bimogan roared, "Is there anyone else who is not afraid of death? Follow me! Catch them all, and don't let any one go!"

The morale of the house slaves was lifted, and the house slaves roared to death, with teams of dozens of people on each side protruding out, bending out a half crescent to surround the enemy with the advantage of numbers. In a short moment, the cavalry rushing to the aid had approached, rushing into the light cavalry under Guimu's subordinates. Bimogan also rushed in from the front with a team of house slaves.

The tiger and leopard cavalry are by no means comparable to ordinary warriors. Bimogan has seen the strength of this powerful soldier with his own eyes. The heavy cavalry warriors did not need to rely on torches at all. They quickly led the horses past in the dark, struck the helmets of the light cavalry with the handle of their swords swiftly and powerfully, or hit the horse's legs with the back of their swords. In just a moment, the mighty Qingqi was defeated.

A samurai galloped up to him in the darkness. He was dressed in black armor and covered his face with an iron mask made of iron rings. He seemed to be the leader.

"You're fine!" Bimogan put away the knife, "What's your name?"

He heard no answer. The black-armored warrior didn't intend to stop his horse at all, and rushed forward, raising the epee in his hand. One of Bimogan's companions had no time to resist, and was hit by the opponent's sword sideways on the helmet, and the helmet flew out. With blood spitting out of his mouth, he fell obliquely from the horse's back.

"Are you crazy?" Tie You shouted, "This is the eldest prince!"

The other party didn't seem to hear at all, and rushed towards Bimogan with his horse. Behind him, more heavy cavalry also turned to the domestic slaves after defeating the light cavalry. In an instant, it was Bimo's turn to face that terrible pressure.

Bimogan didn't think about it any longer, and swung his knife up to intercept the cavalry leader himself. Bi Mogan's saber technique is strong, but the opponent's epee is not inferior. Every blow carries extremely domineering power, and he does not use the blade of the sword, but hits with the strength of the sword body, making Bi Mogan's waist saber almost fall out of his hand.

Almost at the same time, Guimu, who led the last team of Qingqi to fight to the death, was also shocked by a fierce cavalry on a black horse in front of him. The man waved away everyone around him, and single-handedly blocked Lu He. He was not tall, but he was as agile as a leopard. He did not raise a torch, blocking Guimu's path.

"Nine Kings?" Guimu didn't care about life and death at all, he wiped the blood on his face viciously.

"Die to me!" He growled and led his horse up with a knife.

The opponent also led the horse straight at the same moment. The moment the two horses crossed each other, Guimu roared violently, accompanied by the horsepower, twisted half of his body, and "Zhuan Langfeng" slashed out without reservation. There was a "cha" in the darkness, he couldn't see anything, he only felt a lightness on his hand and a slight chill on his neck, and the opponent had already flashed past with the horse and stood quietly behind him.

Takagi raised the knife tremblingly, only half of the long knife in his hand was left, and his mind went blank. The opponent was immediately behind him, with a long knife placed obliquely on the back of his neck.

"Mu...Mu plow general!" He rolled off his horse and knelt on the ground.

There will be no second person on the grassland who can break his wolf blade like this. He came to his senses in an instant, the confrontation was between Lang Feng and Lang Feng, both of them used all their strength to chop, and whoever had weak strength or poor sword would be cut off. This person can only be his teacher.

Mu Li sat quietly on the horse, and the saber "Zhan Feng" carried a bleak and cold light on the side of the horse.

The voice on the battlefield is getting lower and lower, just now when Guimu was still fighting to the death, there was no voice at all, Bi Mogan felt uneasy and wanted to get away. In panic, he slammed the knife, raised the blade, and tried to let the man's sword hit his shoulder, and stabbed him diagonally. This type of saber technique was insidious, and it was about to succeed, but a person suddenly rushed over, bumped into Bimogan with his shoulder, and fell off the horse with him.

Bimogan struggled to get up, only to realize that the person who hit him was actually his brother Tieyou.

"Are you betraying me too?" Bi Mogan yelled.

"No...it's not..." Tie You pointed at the cavalry tremblingly, "That's..."

The surrounding iron cavalry surrounded the man with torches held high. The opponent placed the epee horizontally on the saddle, and slowly raised the iron mask woven with thin iron rings. His eyes were cold, and the white cloud in his eyes was full of domineering and bleakness. The moment he saw his face, there was silence around him, as if frozen.

"Father...Father!" Bimogan sighed with a cold heart, and dropped his sword.

The sound of horseshoes came from behind, and two horses hugged the maharajah, each throwing a person from the horse's back. What the Nine Kings dropped was Xu Dahan, and what Muli dropped was Guimu. The princes knelt there, and the torches crackled and burned.

"I really want to kill you!" The Maharaja gritted his teeth and looked up at the sky.

Everyone could hear the heart-piercing hatred in his words, Mu Li took a step forward, worried that he would kill the princes in a fit of anger. But Maharaja didn't go on, he just looked at the sky, like a sculpture.

"But can I kill you?" He said softly, "I don't know whether your younger brother is dead or alive. If I kill you again, I will have no son..."

"Take it away!" He waved his hand violently.

"Father! I still have something to say!" Xu Dahan was still yelling loudly after being grabbed by the tiger and leopard rider.

"What else to say?"

"We didn't just suspect big brother, we actually received news from the scouts that big brother hid the secret envoy from East Lu in his tent! Asule suddenly disappeared, couldn't it be caused by outsiders? Father As long as you check the big brother's tent, you will understand!"

"Oh?" The majesty looked down at him, "So you brought troops to attack brother's village late at night?"

"Yes!"

The majesty was silent for a moment, then nodded: "Okay! I will search all of Bimogan's tents. If there is anyone, I will condemn Bimogan, but if there is no suspicious person, I will drive you out of the northern capital. Never come back again. Xu Dahan, do you have the guts?"

"The son is willing to be punished!"

Xu Dahan roared, Tie You's face turned pale.

The majesty waved his hand: "Mu Li, search every tent and every inch here carefully!"

The tiger and leopard cavalry broke through the gate of the stockade and rushed into Bimogan's tent. Numerous torches illuminated the grassland, the flames were messy, figures shuttled around, women cried and dodged, and someone stepped on the brazier.

Looking back at Bi Mogan from a distance, he remembered that when he and the Nine Kings' army attacked and wiped out the Zhenyan tribe, they rushed into the tents of women and children in the same way. It's like hell.

Xu Dahan beside him was also looking back, but there was a cold smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Xu Dahan, you seem really confident." Maharaja whispered.

"The scouts arranged by my son can't make mistakes."

The Maharaja suddenly laughed, and everyone stared at him dumbfounded.

"Xu Dahan, my son, you are smart, too smart. But you don't understand what your father is thinking at all, so what if your brother hid Dong Lu people? Could it be that at this time, Haven't you forgotten the brother who harmed you?"

Xu Dahan was stunned, his heart was blank, and he looked at his father who was riding a horse and looking out like a stone among the chaotic figures. A strand of gray hair flowed out from the crack of the maharajah's iron helmet, floating in the turbulent wind, showing a different kind of loneliness and desolation.