No one knew what was happening behind the small mound, and the Mongols had set aside enough time for the convenience of the Umur. By the time the scouts who were supposed to be sent finally set foot on the mound, everything had already settled. However, the result was that the spies in charge of the inspection were completely incomprehensible.

First of all, the two people in the race had left, but by the time the horse arrived, it was clear that the last thing they saw was not the expected deputy envoy of the Great Ming Qincha, but like the little face of Umur who was riding a big green horse.

How could this be possible? Neither technically nor on horses, it should not be at all, this is one of them;

And secondly, what's the matter with those sheep? Oh my God, it's good to know that these sheep were released for hunting. But these sheep are also selected, and they are all strong and powerful rams.

The characteristic of this sheep is that it will not be attacked and will not move stupidly.,Although it's a good place here.,But it should be scattered and fled at the first time when it's attacked.。

The terrain here is a natural U-shape, and the U-shaped openings are towards the beginning and the end, and the middle is occupied by this small mound. Therefore, after the flock is frightened, the only direction in which to flee is to follow the gallop forward, that is, the direction in which both sides of the race continue to move forward.

Only in this way will everyone see the charm of mounted archery in the next game. While the knights of both sides were racing, they were hunting with bows bent from behind on horseback. A hundred sheep is probably enough for two people to shoot a pot of arrows when they are about to reach the end.

The number of arrows in each pot is thirty, and two pots are sixty. As for why a hundred sheep were released, it was just to prevent some from running out of range.

But in front of him, all the sheep have been shot. It can be seen that the sheep are not frightened, nor are they not running, but seem to have been shot in a very short time, not even thirty paces away.

Oh my God, how fast does this have to be? Even if two people shoot at the same time, the rate of fire is twice as fast as normal, but it shouldn't be this perverted. Tanma was genuinely shocked;

And if the above two points only shocked Tanma, then the third point completely made Tanma feel weird: not to mention the destruction of a hundred sheep, only thirty of them were killed by arrows, and it can be seen that these arrows belong to Xiao Nayan Wumur.

But the seventy sheep were left without a single arrow, and the fatal wounds that the scouts found were all at the same point: the middle of the sheep's forehead!

All the remaining sheep died of exactly the same cause, almost the same. They were all in the middle of the eyes, that is, directly above the forehead, and were pierced by a finger-sized blood hole and died.

Obviously, this was caused by the Great Ming Messenger, and it was not the arrow used. So, what kind of equipment can cause such an almost horrible wound? You know, the location of these wounds is in the middle of the forehead. There is only one place for such a wound. That is to run in front of these sheep and strike head-on.

Thinking like this, he went to inspect the corpse of the sheep that was shot by the Umur, and sure enough, all the sheep were nailed to death in almost the same position. In other words, Xiao Nayan Wumur used the same method, first rushed to the front of the flock, then turned around and bent his bow, and in a very short time, shot thirty arrows, killing these targets one by one.

The two seem to have agreed otherwise, and they must be killed by shooting the sheep's head right in the eye. Then, one could only watch after shooting thirty arrows, while the other used an even more bizarre method to kill the remaining seventy sheep in one fell swoop within the time that the opponent had shot thirty arrows......

The scout automatically made up the scene in his mind, and then the rest was so stunned that he forgot about the report.

Not to mention the means of the envoy, it was just a little Yan Wumur, and when did he actually shoot out of it? I'm afraid that the condor who was named the Bow Jebe by the Great Khan is not enough to reach this level.

The scouts were completely confused.

He was dizzy here, and he forgot to report to Dayan Khan and others for a while, but he made Dayan Khan and others anxious.

If you can't wait for the left and you can't wait for the right, what is the situation ahead? When he was thinking about whether to send another scout to investigate, he suddenly heard a burst of exclamations, followed by the cheers of the Ming Mission.

Dayan Khan and all the Mongol princes were all startled and hurriedly looked up, but saw a white cloud floating in the sky. No, it wasn't a white cloud, it was a white horse.

It's just that the speed of the white horse is extremely fast, just like a white rainbow, it was still in the sky when I first saw it, but in just a breath, it was already nearly halfway there, and it was really like a shocking rainbow. The so-called white horse passing through the gap is talking about the scene in front of you.

Zhaoyunyan, it turned out to be Zhaoyunyan!

Dayan Khan's pupils contracted violently, and in an instant, it was like a needlepoint, and his face could no longer be uncontrollably shocked. At this moment, he almost instantly confirmed his previous suspicions, this horse that had always been in his hands and was regarded as a ceremonial horse, turned out to be really a heavenly horse!

O Pegasus! Dayan Khan's hands clenched into fists, and his heart was almost as distressed as if he had been devoured by a poisonous snake.

No, this heavenly horse must not fall into the hands of the Ming people, and it must be taken back at any cost! Otherwise, it will be a shame for Mongolia! A shame for the sons of the Jin clan! For such a BMW, it is enough for the founding of the country.

A red shadow rushed out beside him, heading straight for the approaching white horse. The Mongolian people were stunned for a moment, but then they cheered.

It was Turuletu, the youngest daughter of the Great Khan, Gegentana of the steppe, their favorite Begi.

Although most people originally felt that their own Beji was unhappy with a Ming heart. But after this mounted archery competition, Su Mo's foundation won, and Tululetu's clear show of love at this moment, the Mongols also gladly accepted Su Mo. This burst of cheers is a blessing for this young couple.

I have to say that if it were not for the inter-ethnic war, the Mongolian brothers would be lovely. They are brave and passionate, bold and straightforward. Love is love, hate is hate, everything is so straightforward and clear, revealing a simple simplicity.

Turuletu smiled like a flower, and his apple-like face was flushed with excitement. Just when the two horses on both sides were staggered, the fire snorted and neighed, and under the light belt of her small hand, the front hooves rose into the air, and half turned in a circle out of thin air, and when it fell again, it was already head forward with Zhaoyunyan, and it was not the slightest difference.

Rumble!

This superb riding skill caused the people of Limeng to shout excitedly, and the applause of the earth-shaking man shook the heavens and the earth. Even everyone in the Ming mission did not hesitate to send praise loudly. This beautiful and naïve Mongolian Begi, with her unique kindness and straightforwardness, has won everyone's recognition.

"I knew, I knew, Brother Mo would win. Look, I'm not wrong!" Among the Chang family brothers, the third Chang Xiong patted his brother's back excitedly and shouted triumphantly.

"Fart! That's what Lao Tzu said that Brother Mo will win. You've always been skeptical, but now you're so proud?"

Chang Xiong was furious, turned around and struck, and said angrily: "You are the fart!

Oops, Chang Zhen was accidentally hit, and he was immediately furious, and the tiger roared and pounced, and the two of Chang Xiong scuffled.

You punch me, I slap you, and all kinds of scolding in your mouth, until the yellow dust is rolling and the sky is dark.

Everyone looked at each other, and Chang Hu and Chang Leopard were so ashamed that they couldn't wait to get into the crack in an orderly manner. These two bastards really threw the face of the old Chang family to the sky.

Chang Hutie's face was blue, and he stepped forward indiscriminately and kicked several times, and with the help of the Wei brothers, he finally pulled the two apart. Looking at it again, everyone couldn't help but laugh again. The two brothers' mouths are also crooked, the corners of their eyes are also blue, one nosebleed for a long time, and the corner of the other mouth is cracked, both of which are unkempt, how can they be called embarrassed.

This side of the carriage is very lively, over there, Su Mo, accompanied by Turuletu, rushed to the front of Dayan Khan's horse, and without waiting for Su Mo to speak, Tulu Letu took the first step and shouted excitedly: "Father Khan, Brother Su Mo has won, Brother Su Mo has won! He is Baturu! He is qualified to be Gegentana's anger, you can't stop it anymore." ”

Anger and heat, in Mongolian, means husband. This straightforward girl expresses her fiery love unreservedly, and can't wait to declare her rights and interests, like a proud peacock.

Dayan Khan's face became more and more difficult to look at, and his eyes looked at Su Mo like knives. It doesn't matter about race, it doesn't matter about the country, just like every father's mood, they always have a certain innate hostility towards the man who plucks the heart of his daughter.

"Father Khan—" Seeing that Dayan Khan did not speak, Tululetu couldn't help but exclaim again. The voice was full of coquettish dissatisfaction, but with a hint of pleading.

"Letul, you go down first, the game is not over yet. It's rude for you to do that. Good girl, you should believe that Father Khan will not love you, won't you?" Dayan Khan was full of helplessness, withdrew his gaze from looking at Su Mo, turned into a ball of spoiling, and said softly to his beloved daughter.

Tululetu hesitated, lowered his head and thought about it, then showed a determined look on his face, and finally nodded, and reluctantly immediately turned around and hugged Su Mo, but put the horse whip in his hand into his hand, and said in a low voice: "Brother Su Mo, I'll wait for you to come." With that, he didn't look back, kicked the horse's belly, and went straight back.

Su Mo was a little stunned, and looked down at the horsewhip in his hand, not knowing why. When he looked up again, he saw Dayan Khan staring at the horsewhip in his hand with his eyes, and the expression on his face turned blue and red, which was actually a little uglier than before.