Chapter 5: The Naked Child (Part 3)

Crowd in normal times of training. But he was not less abused by the dragon in the clouds. At this moment, I saw that he was tied to a lasso. There is no reason not to get it back? He didn't even care about the order of the attacks. Hold high a saber wrapped in strips of cloth. Haha laughed and pounced. Everyone passed by the yellow horses. They all lightly drew their sabers to their sides. Leaves a distinct white mark on the front and back of the dragon.

Zhao Tianlong struggled twice and couldn't break free. He simply gave up his resistance. Every time you hit the body. He let out a scream in cooperation. It's as if you've really been cut by a blade. It is possible to fall from a horse at any time. This is down. The yellow horse was in a hurry. The poor brute couldn't tell the screams of his master just to amuse them. I thought Zhao Tianlong was really in danger. Suddenly raise the front hooves high. The hind legs and torso exert force at the same time. With Zhao Tianlong on his back. Forced backwards to twist a ninety-degree arc. Then don't wait for your front hooves to hit the ground. Open your mouth. Aiming at the neck of the war horse under Zhao Xiaoshuo's crotch, it was a big mouthful.

"Sigh, sigh..."Although the war horse under Zhao Xiaoshuan's crotch is also one of the best horses in a hundred. But I have never experienced such torture. He let out a terrible scream of pain. Four-hooves kicking. The body jumps forward and backward. threw the owner on his back directly to the ground. The lasso in his hand was also thrown out at least half a foot away.

"Hahahaha," the riders laughed good-naturedly. I can't care about finding Zhao Tianlong to "take revenge" anymore. They jumped off their mounts. Reach out to help Zhao Xiaoshuo. The Irumo Dragon, who had been freed from the shackles, untied the upper half of the maso and threw it to the ground. Jump off the mount. glanced at the opponent who was bruised and swollen. smiled and ridiculed: "You deserve it. Who told you to get carried away. My cheap. How can it be so easy to occupy.."

The words are a bit harsh. His movements are rare to reveal a bit of gentleness. First pinched Zhao Xiaoshuo's shoulders, thighs and other joints that were easily injured. Then he kicked the opponent lightly in the ass. Hatefully added." Rough skin and thick flesh. It shouldn't be a big deal. Hurry up and walk slowly on your own. Don't pretend to be pathetic."

"Brother..."Zhao Xiaoshuan's eyes turned red immediately. Hoarse voice. He called in a low voice.

Zhao Tianlong was stunned when he was called. There was no response. I didn't open my mouth to humiliate the other party as before. Pull up the yellow hussay. Slowly walked off the sidelines. Throw Zhao Xiaoshuan in the crowd. Tears flowed down his cheeks. Elder Chief.

Zhang Songling knew that the knot between the two brothers of the Zhao family was not so easy to untie. Reached out and patted Zhao Xiaoshuan on the shoulder. Laugh and lead the conversation in other directions." Wipe your face. We are the winners. I have to thank the audience. In case someone sees you in tears. It's going to be a big joke."

"Hmm." Zhao Xiaoshuan hurriedly wiped two handfuls on his face. Hop on the mount with Zhang Songling. Regroup. Then pull into a long line to salute the audience outside the stadium. The onlookers watched a rare show of cavalry confrontation. Although the final winner is not the most expected Irumo Dragon. But he still did not hesitate to send up the applause and cheers.

Deafening cheers. Zhao Xiaoshuan's face slowly turned red again. It's like a young boy who has just been recognized by the elders of the family. Gestures. It's all a bit twisted. The audience saw this. More and more interesting. Throw more applause and cheers to him alone. Calling his name all the way. Until his figure was surrounded by his companions. Slowly blended into one with applause and cheers.

The last item is the formation change of the queue in the formal suit. The participants were all the cavalry of the Blackstone guerrillas. This project is performative in nature. There was no fierce confrontation. Therefore, it can only attract the interest of a few cavalry experts, including Bai Yin. Most of the audience is still immersed in the simulated battle from earlier. And there is a lot of discussion about the wonderful scenes.

"I didn't expect that Irito Cloud Dragon would actually miss.!" A pedestrian in a black straw hat said with a smile. There was not much regret in the words. On the contrary, it reveals a little bit of excitement and curiosity.

"Fat Zhang and Captain Xiao Zhao are also good men. Long Ye's two fists can't resist his four hands. It's no surprise that they lost." Other vendors were picking up their bits and pieces. While smiling and walking out. The show is coming to an end. Take a few steps early. It can avoid the crowding when the venue closes for a while. When I was a child with someone else. The chances of choosing may also be slightly more.

Most vendors have the same idea. While reluctantly retracting his gaze from the idols participating in the performance. While he began to call for friends." Lao Xu. You are having lunch before leaving. Or go right away. I don't need to pick up the goods elsewhere on the way. I can go into Zhangjiakou with you."

"I've got everything I need to bring back. You can leave at any time. Let's not stay here for lunch, everyone. Get on the road early. Maybe you can find a village to spend the night in before dark." The trader surnamed Xu, who was called by name, thought about it. Speak up for the initiative.

"I think so. I've been eating a lot of oil and water these days. It's not a long time coming." Other vendors responded. Walk briskly to the carriages that they have deposited outside the bazaar.

The guerrilla logistician personnel who had been left behind had already stepped forward. according to the number of the people's hands. Help them take out their vehicles and drive animals. The vendors are busy excitedly. Harness the livestock. Check the soles of the feet. Re-bundling of goods. From time to time, I also look back at the beach and glance a few times. So as not to miss the last highlight of the day.

Soon. The bustle is back in the bazaar from outside the stadium. A caravan that has been set up in advance. Start the final count of goods and heads. I haven't had time to be with anyone yet. Or a vendor whose team has been disbanded due to the time of the member's departure. then with a smile. Look around for familiar faces set almost. In the hope of joining the latter team. A return to the south. There are also individuals who are eager to make a fortune. I can't bear to leave now. Prepare to try your luck in the salt works of Wuqi Yete Left Banner. Let's see if we can get some clearance salts and bath salts. Compared to leather, medicinal herbs and other large road goods. Emerging salt products on the grasslands. Wider sales. The earnings are also bigger. It's worth putting a little more thought into them. Take a few more risks.

"Boss Zhang. Are you going to try your luck at the salt pans of the Left Banner?" Among the vendors who are not in a hurry to leave. There was a big, broad-shouldered vendor who looked very popular. Almost every familiar face. When you pass by, you will stop and take the initiative to greet him.

"Hmm. Oh, yes. I used to bring brick tea for a Mongolian Merlin here. I'd like to ask later. Can he help me get through?" Boss Zhang agreed casually. There was a hint of smugness on the bronzed face. He knew. But it's not just a Mongolian Merlin. Who exactly. Speak up. Can scare the former peers to death. But this secret he will never say. Even if anyone could have guessed. It will also be resolutely not admitted.