Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Prairie Eagle
Everyone had a good rest last night, and today they are all full of energy, riding their horses all the way tirelessly. The pen %fun www.biquge.info%pavilion ran until noon, Wei Ziyi shouted that he wanted to rest for a while, and a few people slowed down, planning to find a place to rest for a while. Seeing a mound not far away, several people pulled the reins and let the horses slowly pacing over.
"Go away! Go away! There was a shout from under the mound, accompanied by the "snapping" of the whip, and from time to time a few dog barks. Zhan Ying and the others glanced at each other, and hurriedly grabbed the horse's belly and quickly went up to the mound.
The other side of the mound was much lower than this one, and I saw a blue-robed young man standing with his back to the mound, holding a whip in one hand and swinging it to the ground from time to time, and holding a dagger in the other hand to block his chest, leaning forward to confront a dozen wild dogs.
The dozen or so wild dogs bared their sharp teeth, growled lowly, roared, barked a few times from time to time, and stared at the young man in front of them. There were already a few wild dog carcasses on the ground that had been hit by arrows, and there were also bows that had fallen on the ground not far away.
From time to time, wild dogs stepped forward to test and were forced to retreat by the young man's whip. After a while, the wild dogs realized that the boys' whips were not lethal and could not deal with them at the same time, so they narrowed their encirclement and waited for an opportunity to attack at any time.
The wild dogs on the grassland are extremely fierce, and even a lone wolf is afraid of the siege of several wild dogs. Herders often encounter wild dogs biting cattle, sheep and horses to death.
Zhan Ying couldn't see it well, once he surrounded it, the young man would be torn to pieces. She shouted, "Help!" Then he led the pioneer horse to rush down the mound, and Jing Shang turned back to Qingtong and said, "You are here, don't go down." Then he rode his horse down the mound with Wei Ziyi.
Three horses rushed down from behind him, and the boy glanced warily at the wild dogs. When the wild dogs saw the three horses coming down, they bared their teeth and roared, and the horses stood up in shock, and all three were almost thrown off their horses.
Zhan Ying clung to the reins so that he was not thrown off, and took advantage of the gap when the horse could not support the drop of his front hooves, and jumped off the horse smartly. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that Jing Shang and Wei Ziyi also got off the horse safely, and several horses ran away from the distance, and disappeared after a while.
The dozen or so wild dogs saw three more people, but they were still not afraid, and several of them rushed forward as if they were enraged.
The boy knew at a glance that these men had come to save him, and without saying much, he swept a whip around the nearest wild dog, pulled it hard, and stabbed it with a dagger, and the wild dog struggled a few times and then did not move. Wei Ziyi took out the repeating crossbow from his arms and aimed it forward, while taking the time to praise: "The little guy is good. ”
Jing Shang drew the soft sword from his waist, and Zhan Ying also set up an arrow on her carnelian bow, and just like that, the wild dogs that rushed up were disposed of several times.
The remaining wild dogs, seeing that they could not take advantage of this place, barked a few times and then quickly scattered and ran away.
Everyone put away their weapons and stood still, Zhan Ying turned to face the young man, and finally saw his face clearly.
This is a typical prairie boy, with honey-colored skin and shiny, although he is not very old, he is about to catch up with Zhan Ying, wearing a royal blue robe, a red belt around his waist, and riding boots embroidered with wolf heads.
The young man asked with a proud expression, "Who are you?" ”
Wei Ziyi smiled: "Little ghost, we saved you, you are still dragging like this, shouldn't you introduce your name first?" ”
The boy thought for a moment, raised his head proudly, and said, "My name is Burigede, and my father says that I am the Prairie Eagle!" ”