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"Ahem, damn it, isn't this ship the latest? What did the bastard say that the ace who once participated in the war of the gods couldn't stand the test at all? ahem. The young man looked a little weak.

"Fortunately, during landing, the spacecraft will automatically scan the surrounding magnetic field fluctuations, and automatically avoid those areas that are currently very threatening to me. The boy walked briskly down.

"Hmm, what's the situation?" the boy looked surprised.

It turned out that Akbar suddenly felt a wonderful feeling, and somehow immediately knelt down. This scene happened to be seen by the teenager.

"What? Abys, no, I don't feel that unique aura at all, it's a human, but what's the feeling in this bloodline?"

"May I ask you, respected celestial, have you brought the will of the Immortal Heaven?" Arbuckle asked tremblingly.

Youth: ・・・・・・

What the situation is, it is.

The boy has a feeling that, in one word, is in the clouds.

"It's a nuisance, and it's terrifying. A misty glint flashed in the boy's eyes, and the light shot straight at Arbuck beside him.

"Interesting, so that's the case, the wilderness of the grassland, the bloody battle, hehe interesting. ”

The boy said thoughtfully, of course, Arbuck couldn't hear it, he had fallen into some kind of frenzy, which was also an effect of the spiritual shock.

Riding on his horse, looking at the weeds around him that were taller than a man, and listening to Arbuckle's story, the boy had a more specific idea of what he knew about this place.

"Arbuck, are you saying that there is a powerful dynasty in the south where you live?" the boy asked.

"Yes, I don't know the specifics, but I have heard from people who have returned from afar that it is very rich, and I have heard that the emperor who rules them is a man of heaven. ”

Arbuck said uncertainly.

"It seems that this place is definitely an immortal land, but I don't know where I am now, and that Arbuckle doesn't know too much, but he is quite familiar with the etiquette of those Qin people, but he doesn't know where they are. Is it the reason why I have read the Qin people's "Rites"? It seems that if I want to know more clearly, I have to see it myself. The boy thought.

"Arbuck, have you ever participated in the war against Qin?"

Arbuck turned his head and looked at the young man uncertainly, knowing that the other party was not the messenger of Abys, but the reason for the prairie people's hospitality still made him plan to bring the young man home as a guest, not to mention that the other party was obviously also a prairie man's appearance, probably the son of the head man. It is even more important to be entertained. Hearing the young man's words, Aqaba looked at the other party suspiciously and asked, "Do you want to go to the empire on the other side of the mountain?" Then I advise you not to go, with your strength, let alone crossing the fortress of the Qin people, it is estimated that a big storm will be enough for you to trouble." ”

Although he knew that the other party was kind enough to remind him, the boy still smiled bitterly. When did you become the point where you need to be reminded by others, you have to seize the time to become stronger.

"You misunderstood, Akbar, I just wanted to hear about those Qin people. ”

Akbar looked at the other party, he hadn't even heard of these, the grassland was the least lacking in rumors of war, and almost every day there would be news of fighting with the Qin people, the grassland people respected heroes the most, and even those little girls knew a little bit about the things in the battle with the Qin people, he had to wonder if the other party was a grassland person, but he couldn't fake it like this.

"If you really want to go hunting, you can go to the Galpo tribe on the Kulun River to the west, autumn is coming, and this time I heard that many of their livestock have frozen to death, and when the river freezes, they will attack. Arbuck said, turning his head.

"Young man, where are you going to go at such a young age, amazing, don't look at me, I also went to the big city in the south when I was young, and the fortress of the Qin people is so high, they are just afraid of us going over. Arbuckle's wife poured freshly cooked mare's milk into the boy's jug, as she spoke.

"Mom, is he going somewhere south?" asked the girl, staring wide-eyed. This is a very cute girl. The silhouette of the girl clearly shows how seductive and lovely she will be in the future. The long eyelashes trembled, and the big eyes were crystal clear and radiated a beautiful glow.

"Yes, Arona, he is as destined as your brother to spread his wings like a goshawk. ”

"I'll wait for him. The girl said stubbornly.

Hearing her daughter's words, Uzhina sighed, and there are usually few people who go to the south who can come back.

Thinking of this, she looked at her husband but showed a sweet smile. When she was young, she also complained about her husband's cowardice, and whenever she heard people from other families ask why her husband did not go hunting, she always felt humiliated and humiliated by his timidity. But seeing that those women have become widows one by one, and are alone to feed the children every day, she will feel that she has a good husband.

The boy rode quickly across the surrounding trenches, and with such skillful skill it was hard to imagine that he was riding a horse for the first time. He took out the bow and arrow, the workmanship was very fine, it was given to him by the girl before he left, it was supposed to give him a whip, and when he heard that he was going to Nanfang, he gave him a bow that she had made in a few years, and it was really a daughter's grace, and the young man accepted it when he saw that he could not refuse. But I don't know how to shoot arrows at all, the boy smiled bitterly.

Riding and archery is a combat skill that every steppe person will know, riding like wind and arrows like rain. In addition to being good at interspersed detours, mounted archery is also one of the combat skills of the steppe people. It's a pity that these are not useful for conquering a fortress, and the magic horse under the seat is very powerful. This kind of magic horse, which is different from ordinary horses, is the real powerhouse. The Pony that can live in the Black Storm of the Prairie is the most feared war machine.

Arrived, the Cullen River.

At this time, Zhang Yun was thinking about how to deal with the autumn battle.

"The general is not good, something has happened. I saw a soldier wearing black armor come in to report, and said in a panic after saluting Zhang Yun.

Zhang Yun frowned and said, "Why are you so flustered?

"Yes, it's the county lord of Chaoyang who is here. The soldier said.

"What?" The cup in Zhang Yun's hand instantly fell to the ground.

Jumping, the sound of the bronze cup on the wooden board seemed so harsh at the moment.

The boy's hair was blown in the bitter cold wind, and he had to tie up his already long hair. The face that originally looked very young also looked a lot of vicissitudes. A taste of a mature man began to appear in him, and his already very handsome face had a unique temperament.

At this moment, the young man no longer has that sense of elegance and frivolity, and the whole person is like a sharp sword out of the sheath, exuding a trace of murderous aura all over his body. People who have not experienced countless life-and-death killings will not have this kind of breath, and the teenager at this time is the most real.

With a different look in his eyes looking at his prey, he was no different from ordinary steppe people at this time, riding on a mighty and hideous magic horse, wearing a fur jacket, a felt hat, a bow and arrows on his back, and a scimitar in his hand.

I don't know what he will say when he is seen like this. The boy thought.

I didn't expect to come here as a soldier a thousand years ago, and it will be the same a thousand years later, but everything is different, and a trace of vicissitudes flashed in the young man's eyes.

Woo-woo, the ancient horn blows.

"Ukasa. The steppe army rushed out like a sharp arrow.

The sound of horses' hooves was endless.

Wilderness grassland, a place where heroes are born. The two very different personalities of passion and ferocity are not contradictory in the steppe people. At this moment, the madness factor in the blood of every steppe man was completely stimulated, and their faces were hideous and ferocious, and they smiled excitedly, which was the excitement of the upcoming battle, that was the excitement of the desire to kill and destroy.

The prairie people believed that the blood-soaked grass would make it fatter. They also believe that war and killing are the will of immortality. In this moment they are real demons. Neither the wails of women nor the weeping of children can bring back their humanity.

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