Two big horses, one black and one white, rushed down a small grassy slope.

The traces of the war horse stepping on the yellow flower were like two sword lights passing by, breaking the silence of late summer.

The two war horses were selected from the Liangzhou horses, the horses were broad and flat, with strong manes and thin legs, and the muscles of the whole body trembled like water ripples when they ran, and they were extremely handsome.

The knight on horseback is also a first-class and sturdy prairie boy, sixteen or seventeen years old, one is dark and the other is indeed bronzed skin, the upper body is wearing fox fur short beats, the lower body is perforated and connected with soft armor, and the feet are hard leather leather boots, all of which are the favorite clothes of the rich steppe children when hunting.

The two boys held their bows horizontally, their hands off the reins, and they both looked calm and calm on the back of the violently undulating horse.

The small yellow flowers swaying behind the horse were trampled by the hooves of the war horses and flew up, flying high into the sky, and then falling again, as if the yellow snow suddenly rose behind the horse, or it rained bursts of yellow flowers.

The two riders first stuck together and rushed forward, and then suddenly retreated, and the riding skills were comparable.

The big bow in the hands of the teenagers is two and a half feet long, and the sandalwood is the bow body and the cow tendon is the string, which is a large bow system made according to the standard of the cavalry, and the end of the big bow is inlaid with gold ornaments and a white wolf totem of a divine force.

There were already bright wolf's teeth and arrows on the bowstring, and the eyes of both men were locked on the frantically fleeing yellow-striped fawn in front of them.

Its four hooves moved dexterously, running quickly among the yellow flowers and green grass nearly one or two feet high, appearing and disappearing, and from time to time a low wail came out of its mouth, and the trajectory of its escape turned out to be a flexible "zigzag".

It was only twenty or thirty feet away from the two young warriors who were panicking their prey, and there was an open plain in front of them.

The panicked little thing also knew the danger it was about to face, and tried to jump and dodge, but after all, it was no faster than the fine horse under the crotch of the young samurai.

The young warrior riding the white horse was stunned, his legs clamped his crotch and put his mount down, the white horse neighed and kicked the ground with his hooves, and the yellow flowers flying under the horse's hooves spread out heavily, and in an instant they crossed half of the black horse's body.

It was at this moment that his back was straightened, his arms were one, his great bow was as full as fifteen full moons, and the black-edged arrows shone in the sun.

The young warrior on the black horse was suddenly anxious, and in a hurry, he also clamped his crotch and the horse's belly hard.

The black horse's head was raised high, and he grabbed the front of the white horse again.

The young man on the black horse had an idea, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he quietly leaned his body, but he blocked the sight of his white horse companion behind him.

That gave him a momentary opportunity, and he only had one breath to breathe, but the instantaneous advantage was enough to seal the win in this chase.

He continued to surge out of his arms, pulling out the big bow with all his might, and the arrow was also locked on to the prey that suddenly jumped up in front of him.

Suddenly, a piercing whistling sound sounded behind him!

"It's an arrow!" The young man on the black horse felt a chill in his heart, and turned his head suddenly, his eyes swept over but he didn't find the figure of his friend behind him, but there was a black shadow above his eyes, and he couldn't help but squint and look up at the sky.

A tall figure was standing above his head, obscuring the blinding sunlight from the sky, and the sun gilded the figure with a dazzling golden glow, so bright that no one could look at it directly.

"Tuoba!" The boy on the black horse grossly called out his companion's name.

Tuoba jumped up from the horse's back, his feet stuck to the saddle like the roots of an old tree, turned and drew his bow, his arms were bruised, the bowstring was pulled to the limit, only to hear a tense sound, and the feathered arrows swept through the air like meteors.

The leaping prey seemed to have felt the cold edge behind it when its hooves were suspended in the air, and it whimpered and knew that its death was imminent, and after two breaths, it was nailed to the grass heavily.

A smile flashed on Tuoba's originally cold face, and he turned over neatly and dismounted and landed, without stopping, and strode up.

A pair of eyes swept through the grass, and with a stroke of his hand, he lifted the yellow-striped fawn that had been hit by the arrow from its neck.

"Heshu, I've won again! Look, this smooth and silky fur, are you greedy again? ”

He Shu didn't say a word and cried with a sad face, hugged the horse's body, glanced at the high-spirited Tuoba, and was unhappy in his heart, but there was nothing he could do.

"Didn't you just hunt a fawn, what's so awe-inspiring, which time did you beat me than the knife!" He Shu saw Tuoba put the deer on the white horse, and muttered in his mouth.

"Huh? It's just a guy with brute strength, if it's on the battlefield, a guy like you can grind you to death with an arrow with one hand! ”

Tuoba's narrow eyes narrowed, and he said with cold disdain in his mouth.

He Shu stiffened his neck and wanted to argue again and say cruel words, but he lost just now and had no confidence, and he also blocked Tuoba's sight, so he stopped talking, and turned his head and turned the horse.