"The horses are all good horses...... Why don't you take a few walks...... It's also a fortune......"

Jiang Pengji hid in the dark, carefully observing the group, and when her eyes fell on the two dozen horses, her eyes couldn't help but be hot. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although those horses are not as good as the peerless horses, they also have excellent bloodlines and belong to the better horses in the Meng Horse Farm.

Meng is the only one of the four high gates who started with military merits, and he is also the owner of the largest horse farm in Dongqing!

Cangzhou is also located at the intersection of trade routes, all kinds of business is very convenient, and the Meng family has introduced many famous horses from northern Xinjiang or southern barbarians.

With all kinds of famous horses as the breed, after several generations of breeding, most of the horses raised in the horse farm are of good quality, but people only sell inferior horses, and those with the best quality and quality must all be supplied to the Meng family, or compensated to the Meng family.

The Dongqing royal family wanted to get a good horse of high quality, and had to buy it from the north or the south at a high price, and accidentally learned that Meng's horse farm also had a good horse, and the emperor made it clear that he hoped that Meng would supply a batch of good horses, and he saved an expense.

The result?

The Meng family didn't take the emperor in his eyes at all, meaning that he paid tribute to a batch of inferior horses, and bluntly said that the best horses in the horse farm were all sent to the Meng family's army, and those good horses couldn't even flow out, which made Emperor Dongqing very angry.

However, the Meng family is indeed not easy to mess with, and Emperor Dongqing is already angry in his heart, but he still has to maintain an enlightened and hearty appearance on the surface.

Jiang Pengji didn't have the idea of beating these horses at first, or didn't think of it at all.

It's just that their owners will soon return to the West Heaven, and it would be a pity not to accept them?

As a good boy who doesn't like to waste any resources, Jiang Pengji said that the horses are now hers.

If you don't feel convinced?

Hold on!

Three seasoned retinues were sent to find food and water, while the others repaired and regained their lives.

"I heard that there are a lot of bandits in this part of the river...... You said the three of them went out, will they run into each other?"

Sitting down to rest, a few of the entourage chatted.

"Hey, as long as the eyes are not blind, which bandit will trouble us? Not to mention that three people go out together, even if there is only one, our Meng family army came out, which one did not have the momentum of one enemy and ten thousand, a few rabble, what is there to fear, do you say?"

Speaking of the prestige of the Meng Jiajun, several entourages suddenly had a sense of confidence.

Yes, in the entire Dongqing, and even in the other four countries, who doesn't know the prestige of the Meng family's army?

They have guarded Cangzhou for many years, helping the Dongqing royal family defend the country's vital points, and Dongqing has been able to sing and dance so far, is it not their credit?

"But let me say, the most powerful among us is the leader, and that Meng Hun can't compare to you......"

An attendant patted the horse's ass lightly, and the crowd of people drowned the leader with a tidal wave of compliments as if they had received some hint.

The corners of his lips couldn't help but hook, his heart swayed, and when he enjoyed the fluttering feeling enough, he reprimanded with a straight face.

The leader frowned, and seemed to be very displeased, "Now it's for you to trim, not for you to chew your tongue like a long-tongued woman." If you don't want to rest, say it early. Meng Hun: Hehe, a lost dog who betrays his master, where is he qualified to compare with me. ”

"What the leader said is right, a few of us are wrong, where can Meng Hun's hypocritical bereaved dog compare with you?"

An entourage hurriedly changed his words, flattering the leader neatly, this entourage obviously had a righteous face, but his eyes twitched twice from time to time, looking extremely restless, and he was more active than anyone else.

The other entourages also immediately followed, and opened their mouths to say, "Meng Hun is not qualified to compare with the leader." If you want to talk about comparison, throughout the entire Dongqing, only the qualifications of the Zhenbei Hou Mansion are compared with the leaders. I heard that they were beaten to the head again in Northern Xinjiang, according to the subordinates, if the leader is the leader, with your talent, you will definitely be able to turn the tide of the battle and beat the group of beasts in Northern Xinjiang back to Grandma's house!"

After hearing this, the leader was in a good mood, like a dog day shouting a piece of ice in his mouth, and the whole person was cold and breathy.

A few people chatted and flattered the leader, and after a quarter of an hour had passed, the previous three retinues had not returned.

Of course, they can't come back.

The three entourages are all veteran drivers who survive in the wild, and they are quite experienced, but they are nothing compared to Jiang Pengji.

She quickly found the nearest water source and laid an ambush, waiting for the three prey to take the bait.

Soon, three figures came together.

One of them was pleasantly surprised, "There is really water here, or you are amazing!"

"Don't say more, fill the water bladder first. ”

The three of them carried a lot of empty cowhide water bladders in their hands, and if they were all filled and brought back, the weight would not be light.

Jiang Pengji watched coldly as they squatted down by the waterhole, and raised her hand steadily and raised the bow in her hand.

Two arrows were drawn from the quiver, and the bow quickly filled the moon.

Woohoo –

The two arrows sank into the brains of the two followers, piercing the back of their heads, killing them instantly.

The third person was seriously filling the water bladder when he suddenly noticed that the water surface next to him was faint with red blood.

He was slightly stunned, and the two companions who were talking and laughing with him a second ago opened their eyes in disbelief and plunged headlong into the waterhole.

There is an enemy attack!

Two words popped out of the third person's mind, and the water bladder in his hand fell to the ground, spilling the soil on the shore.

He jumped to his feet and drew his broadsword from his waist, wary of the stock swap.

Following the direction from which the arrow came, he saw no trace of anyone.

How many enemies are there? Where are they?

For a while, these two questions popped up in his mind, and the more he thought about it, the more nervous he sweated behind it.

Tense his nerves, he was on guard for a long time, but still no one attacked him, as if the two arrows that had just shot his companion had come out of thin air.

The man glanced at the corpses of his two companions, pursed his lips nervously, then gritted his teeth and staggered away.

[One Leaf into a Boat]: Ah, ah, ah, the anchor, you let people go like this?

[Bone Baa]: Although I think the killing is very bloody, the situation of the anchor is a special case and cannot be generalized. If you let the enemy go, you are cruel to yourself. That person went to ventilate and reported the news and called everyone over, can the anchor deal with so many people alone?

[Mu Yu Qingfeng]: I want to convince myself that the anchor can accomplish the feat of more than 20 kills, but ...... The anchor is still bean sprouts, right?

Liu Lanting's body was only twelve years old, and compared to those burly men who were seven feet tall at every turn, they were as petite as a white rabbit.

Just because of the difference in posture and the strong contrast, the audience in the live broadcast room was so nervous that they couldn't help but pinch cold sweat for Jiang Pengji.

Jiang Pengji didn't care about the fish that slipped through the net, her goal was naturally impossible to kill only those two people.

One is enough. (To be continued.) )