MTL - Finest Servant-Chapter 590 Gold and silver knives

The strength of these cavalry is tens of thousands of people. Each individual is strong and horse-swording, and the sword is bright. I can see that he is a long-time veteran.

"Did the Hu people find us ?!" Hu Bugui was surprised and hurriedly stood in front of Lin Wanrong.

Lin Wanrong hesitated: "Brother Hu shouldn't be nervous, want to find us, which is so easy? These should be the more than 10,000 cavalrymen left by Lu Dongzan, let's take a look first."

While speaking, the various Hu people tribes that were practicing Lao Yang around had stopped and looked forward in confusion.

The majestic Turkic cavalry ran for a while, and the speed gradually slowed down. One of them came out, tall, with deep eyebrows and eyes full of eyes.

"Tusozo ?!" Lin Wanrong was taken aback. The leading Hu Ren was the young and handsome Turkic right king. Tusuozu wore a luxurious robe with cold eyes and majestic looks. His BMW was as **** and superb as he was standing in the group of horses, and all the Hussars followed it obediently. Behind it, like the stars of the moon, this is the legendary Turkic national treasure.

"Good horse!" Hu Bugui lowered his voice and sighed with envy. In the past, Lu Dongzan waited for the ambassador, and also gave Lin Wanrong two sweaty horses. Hu Bugui not only saw it, but also tuned it himself. It's just that the horse under Tusoso is much stronger than those two in terms of physique and age. It seems that the sweaty BMW is also classified, and the Turks gave it to General Lin. Just inferior.

Lin Wanrong has been with horses for a long time. There was also a bit of optimism. Take a look at Tusoso's car and see what's going on. I couldn't help but spit in a spit, and said indignantly: "The Turks are not kind, they are good enough. They bullied me. If you do n’t give them anything, they do n’t know that there are three brothers in Lin eye!"

Hu Buguiqiang resisted laughing. Collected the Turks' treasures and gave them a broken Fak cannon for decoration. He also put Lu Dongzan into the dark room and squatted in prison for several days. To say terrific. General Lin, you are far more fierce than the Turks.

More than 10,000 iron riders settled in the grassland. There is really a magnificent presence. Tusuozuo was restless. A Hu Renjun beside him was a stunner. Saying something aloud. The sound is thick. The two sides are separated by hundreds of feet. Then he could hear his loud voice.

Lin Wanrong raised his ears for a while and shook his head angrily: "This Turkic language is a suburban accent, which is too innocent. I don't understand it. Brother Hu. Let me translate it."

"The ground is not very authentic." Lao Hu laughed. "He said. It was ordered by Lord You. To prevent conflicts between the tribes due to the sheep conference, from today to the end of the conference. Within ten miles of Kizil, All troops are stationed by Wang Ting. All tribes are not allowed to attack and fight. Violators will cancel their right to participate in the conference. The tribes will not enter the Wang Ting until the Lamb Conference.

Lin Wanrong nodded. Before the competition, the smell of gunpowder among the tribes gradually became strong. Tuzoso is here to enforce martial law and prevent conflicts between ministries. The right king of Turk is indeed well-known and young. Work is very hot.

"And at the Lamb Sheep Conference. The warriors who finally won. It will also be at the beginning of Wang Ting's evening banquet. Dahan will personally unveil his mask and give praise." Lao Hu continued to translate.

This one is somewhat interesting. Turk Khan personally unveiled the Prairie Warriors ground cover. Both mysterious and exciting. It is a wonderful reward. Can fully mobilize the madness and **** of Turkic people. Let them fight first. Thus. The sheep's field is even more difficult. Turks are also inspiring masters.

Wait for the military division to read the martial law. The tribes blew their horns. A humming noise spread across the grassland. This is the meaning of Turkic compliance with military orders.

"Well, woman!" Gao Jie, who had not been silent, opened his eyes sharply, emitting a few rays of light. Whispered in surprise.

Tents of various tribes. Suddenly, there was a chilly laugh. The curtain of the camp door opened, revealing some Turkic girls cheeks. It really is a woman. Lao Gao's **** ears are terrible.

These Hu women are mostly seventeen or eighteen years old. Although their appearance is far inferior to that of Yujia, they are rare among Turkic people. They are dressed in the most beautiful holiday attire. Make your body look stunning. Laughing and looking out of the camp.

Needless to say, they know who they are watching. In that year, the right king of Turkic Kingdom was defeated. Already a big hero who has heard of the prairie, he is also a white horse prince in the hearts of countless Turkic girls. This time, I will participate in the Sheep Contest to select girls from different tribes. I'm afraid half of them are coming to him, which is most likely a conservative estimate.

There are several boldly Turkic girls. A horse has been released from the camp. Run straight to the right king. Stay near * Tussozo. They were shy, and they jumped off the horse. Gently beat. Dance around the steed. Eyes flowed from time to time on the young King Wang. The melodious singing voice flew straight to the sky.

Tussso smiled and jumped off the sweaty BMW, joined hands with these girls to form a circle, and danced happily. The Turkic nature of being able to sing and dance was soon revealed, and warriors and girls from all tribes gradually joined in. Play song

Dancing fast, instantly turning this grassland into an ocean of joy, and even more than tens of thousands of whistling and applauding, laughter one after another.

These ordinary Turkic girls are so charming when they dance in a Hu-ren dance. If they were replaced by Yuga, what would it be like? Suddenly, Lin Wanrong was shocked by the sudden thought, and he shook his head in a hurry, erasing this unrealistic thought from his mind.

"It turns out that Turkic women also like to have a small white face, but they also have to take the initiative to give their arms, it is really shameless." Seeing the girls turning around the right king, Lao Gao looked angry.

It was probably suppressed in the army for a long time, and the hunger did not choose to eat, and even the Turkic woman's vinegar was eaten. Lin Wanrong shook his head and smiled: "Brother Gao, you blame them wrongly. Hu people have different personalities from us, and the ways of marriage and love are naturally very different. If you like them, you must say them. In this respect, Hu people are more straightforward than us Now. "

"General Lin is right, you must be jealous of Lao Gao. Simple, when I ’m done with Kizil, I will catch you two Turkic maidens, so that you can also enjoy the fun of giving gifts." Hu Bu Go back and laugh.

The high chief shook his head in disdain: "If you really want these Turkic maids to cherish their arms. Isn't that easy? How about the Turkic queens who won the Ao Kui at the Sheep Conference. Do you have to lie down ?!"

It turned out this idea was actually the idea. Lin Wanrong and Hu Bugui looked at each other and laughed. Lao Gao's wish was just a joke. Their first priority to participate in the Sheep Conference is to mix in the Turkic court. As to whether they can win the championship or even approach Turkic Khan, it depends on God's will.

Several people were talking, and there was an instant cheering from there. The Hu people did not know when to stop singing and dancing, and retreated scattered, leaving a very wide open space.

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Standing in the middle of God's air map Sozo. Opposite him was a dozen or so Turkic warriors. The gathered girls were standing behind Tusoso. Face excited. Raised his arms and cheered, staring at the right king in worship. The surrounding tribes, as well as the cavalry brought by Tusozo, naturally encircled into a large circle.

Although Lin Wanrong couldn't understand what they were shouting, but seeing their expressions, they knew that they were cheering for the right king. Tussozuo slowly took off his robe, exposing a refined short suit, with a firm and even body. Dayton drew applause from the girls. He took something out of his arms and gave it to the followers behind him. The silver light flickered in the twilight, Lin Wanrong's eyesight was very good, and he could see the thing instantly. Can't help but startled.

"What's that ?!" Lao Hu apparently noticed the difference and asked quickly.

The high chief narrowed his eyes wide open. Inexplicable: "It seems to be a small knife, silver. Ah, I remember. Yujia also has this one."

Tussoz holds it in his hand. It is a machete, the style, size, and even the degree of sophistication are no different from Yujia's gold knife. The only difference is that Tuzoso is made of pure silver. Slightly inferior to Yuga's gold knife.

Gold and silver knives. Should have been a natural pair. Could Mozul Tuszo and Yuga be the dolls? Lin Wanrong was shocked to see the silver knife in the right hand. Difficult to describe in words.

Tusozou handed his machete to his followers. He patted his cuffs and ankles vigorously again, indicating that no weapons were hidden on his body. Then with a wave of his hand, the followers 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, showing only two eyes. Hu Bugui said: "General, brother Gao, you are optimistic, this is the mask used by the sheep conference."

This is almost the same as robbing a bank with a mask. Lin Wanrong laughed and said, "What are they doing? Today, they don't gnaw the sheep, why do they have to mask?"

"It seems to be what tribe you want to compete with," Hu Bugui glanced carefully. "Wearing the mask is to keep the right king from seeing his face, so don't worry about revenge, so that the opponent can let go and fight. The sheep make the same sense. "

Immediately after the words were spoken, the horn there was whimpering, the girl screamed and the howls of the warriors rang through the grassland. The crowd gathered and blocked the sight in front of them, and Lin Wanrong hurriedly sought out a highland hillside and looked down.

A thick wooden stake was nailed in the middle of the field, and Tusozzo had replaced an ordinary horse, more than forty feet away from the wooden stake. Opposite him is a warrior carefully selected by the Hu people. There are more than twenty people. The distance from the stake is the same as that of Tusozo.

Lin Wanrong glanced at it and understood that Hu Ren was playing a stake-grabbing game. Tusoso was singled out by 20, and he was not riding a BMW with sweat. He also deliberately changed an ordinary Turkic horse. Want Levi. If you can win this way, then who will dare to compete with him in the sheep competition.

"Woo!" A loud and hastily sounded horn sounded, and the grabbing began.

"嗷 ——" Tussouzo responded the fastest, threw a whip on the horse's buttocks, and the Turkic horse ran away with its hoofs, and the arrows generally rushed out. The opposing knights were not slow either. Twenty fast horses passed by like clouds, and both sides drove towards the central stakes at a fast speed at the same time.

The Turkic girls screamed through the night sky, and the crowd watching the game shouted endlessly. They shouted for the right king and naturally cheered for their opponents. The two sides are getting closer and closer to the stake, and the dust cage is lifted

Sozo faced handsomely. In the light of fire, the right king was on the horse, stepped on both feet, and his arms stretched forward sharply. The horse was staggered, and he had joined hands. Hold the stake tightly.

There were more than twenty rides on the opposite side, only a few feet away from him. As soon as the right king reached out, dozens of horses rushed in like crazy. The first few iron fists. With a loud wind, he ruthlessly smashed at Tussou.

"Yeah!" Tussoz flushed and screamed. The old wooden stake was wedged into the ground. In response to this shout. The raging dirt fell and was hugged by the right king in his hands.

It was so hard. After a while, the crowd was embarrassed. The applause shouted forever.

Lin Wanrong couldn't close his mouth. That thick stick. Nailed a few feet underground, and he pulled it out while riding, without blinking. What did this maggot eat when he grew up? Could there be Tarzan the Ape?

While Tussozuki's stakes were pulled into the hands, the cavalry wind on the opposite side was generally drawn in. When it matters. The right king was not in a hurry, and the stick was horizontal. He swept away at his opponent.

"Ah!" In the scream, the three warriors in front were swept across the waist. Fall off the horse. This block. But it has won time for the future. The remaining ten riding moments have been near Tuzoso. Two or three people leaped from their horses at the same time. Straight at him. This is a Turkic wrestling technique. Once the right king was thrown to the ground. Dozens of people hold it together, and no amount of brute force can be exerted.

Tusozou clearly saw through the opponent's intentions. He hesitated. The stick passed across like a wind. The blow was tremendous. The three warriors fell straight to the ground without humming.

"His--" Your horse sighed suddenly, his right foot wailing. The body was short and fell slowly.

Lin Wanrong looked clearly. The three Hu people who flew to the ground just for cover, they were seriously injured and fell to the ground, and two other Hu people jumped off the horse. With his fists in the wind, he went to the right throne from both sides at the same time. Hitting the horse's eyes. The Turkic horse hissed and fell down softly.

Is it OK to insert my eyes? Sure enough, the same as the old nonsense, the means are all used, Lin Wanrong looked terrified. I have a deeper understanding of the lamb conference.

Tuzoso is only two hands and two feet. Unable to take all aspects into account, he was battle-hardened. The car fell for a moment. But the body has bounced out like the wind. Landing at the same time. With an elbow across his arm, he slammed **** the back of the warrior.

Even though it was far apart, Lin Wanrong could clearly hear the crisp sound of broken bones, and the warrior fell softly to the ground. After a little struggle, I stopped moving.

"It's so powerful and so cruel!" Even Gao Gian couldn't help but change his face. Seeing that the right king of Turkic shot, he knew that he was crawling out of the dead pile. Not to mention his natural power, even the fierce vigor of death and death, was enough to make people scared.

"Yu You (good). Hu You (good)-" But no one cares about the life and death of the same people in Turkic men and women. Such a fiercely exciting scene made them boil endlessly. Screaming and cheering one after another.

The warriors on the opposite side had paid almost half of the price, but they could drive the right king off Malay. This is their success. In ecstasy, the remaining ten people rushed on horses and ran into Tussozou in front.

The Turkic right king shook himself and flew without hesitation, hitting on the horse's back, and immediately the knight drew down with the horse.

With a slamming noise, Tuszozo took a heavy whip on his back, but he didn't turn his head, turned around and punched heavily, and the horse behind him flew out ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ Several people were resolved, leaving only seven or eight remaining. The repeated setbacks provoked the warriors' anger. They jumped off Malay with a hula hound, and surrounded Tussoso in the middle, and were about to embrace him by wrestling. The right king rushed out like a wind, hitting his left and right shoulders two times and hitting the opponent's underground jaw. At the same time, the stick in his hand waved and smashed on a person's leg.

With his strength, how could the opponent be better off, the siege formation collapsed instantly. Tussouzo didn't even need to ride a horse, he just walked to the finish line. The moment he arrived, he suddenly held up the stump he had grabbed in his hands, and his face smiled proudly.

"Roar-roar-" Tens of thousands of Hu Ren, screaming with countless young girls, the hot sound waves, the sky in the grassland will fall.

The name of the right king of Turk is well-declared, and every hit of him is practiced during the year-round conquest, all of which are terrible.

While the Turks were cheering for Tusozo, no one cared about the warriors lying down. There are not more than twenty Hu people on the ground, and few can roll, and no one can even hear wailing.

Lin Wanrong had a heavy face, and his face was as black as charcoal. He could not say a word for a long time.