Chapter Seventy-Three: The Laughing Old Dog

The old dog rode a horse and chased and killed the three Donghu knights. He saw that the guy with the pigtails must be a head. Not only did this guy have a silk garment, but his saddle was also trimmed with gold ornaments. It's not a headman, who the fuck can afford gold in a saddle.

The partners either died in battle or ran away in the chaos. It was nothing to chase a Donghu nobleman alone, and after a night of scuffle, the arrows of the Donghu people were all shot. Without riding and archery kung fu, will the dog master be afraid of them?

As the sky grew brighter, Bucullen noticed that there was only one man chasing after him. There is a fever on his face, the son of the dignified head of the Aries tribe. was actually chased by a Chinese man for a night, and there were three people on his side. He felt ashamed and felt sorry for his brave ancestors. Although he failed last night, he couldn't be chased by one person like a rabbit.

Pulling the reins, Blacullen shouted at Nak'er. The three men turned their horses' heads together and galloped towards the old dog. Anyway, let's kill this Huaxia first. Robbed his horse and weapons, the weapons of the Huaxia people were very good. During yesterday's battle, the sword that chopped the Donghu people seemed to be chopping a tree branch. You can easily cut a man in two with a sword! Bucullen could see clearly that the guy in front of him was holding this strange weapon.

After a night of desperate running, the horses were very tired. In fact, neither side could complete the so-called charge, but only four horses trotting against each other.

Without the momentum of the horse, arm strength is particularly important. When the four horses were entangled, the old dog's saber slashed out first. There was an unpleasant sound of metal churning and rubbing together, and bursts of drilling into the eardrum made people's brains hurt. The shield of the old dog's hand blocked the stabbing sword, and the saber in his hand had already slashed the throat of the other man like lightning.

Blood gushed out like a fountain. A numbness in the thigh, followed by a pain in the heart. Blacullen's sword slashed at the old dog's thigh. He did not have the protection of the Yun family's armor. A gaping hole was easily cut in the thigh. Blood poured out, soaking the robe almost instantly.

The old dog was so hurt that he shouted, and he didn't retreat but advanced. He picked up the saber in his hand and slashed it at the head of the coer.

"Click!" The bronze sword snapped from it, and the saber split the head of the Kerr like a watermelon. Red and white were sprinkled on the ground, and the horse that had lost its owner was anxiously beating Xuan'er.

Seeing only two tricks, his two will hang up. Bucullen's heart immediately panicked, and he wanted to run, but he saw the old dog's blood-stained trouser legs a little reluctant. The blades of the Chinese people are too good. He would love to have one of these blades.

The opportunity on the battlefield was fleeting, and the old dog slashed hard. Bucullen dodged, but the man dodged, but the horse did not. The knife was so powerful that it cut a deep wound in the horse's neck.

There was another pain in the arm, and the hand holding the shield hurt and sent it away. The horse under Bukulen's crotch galloped wildly, and the severe pain made the horse almost crazy. Large drops of blood drip into the grass and mix with the morning dew and flow into the soil, becoming the most nutritious fertilizer for the grassland.

The old dog wanted to chase it, but the war horse under his crotch couldn't raise his speed. After a night of running. The horses have run out of strength. The horse's nose was already foaming at the mouth, and he only ran a few steps before kneeling on his front legs. Throw the old dog the grass. Fortunately, the grass is like a thick blanket of grass, which keeps the old dog from falling to his death.

The wound on his thigh was torn even bigger, and the wound on his arm was still bubbling with blood. There was a sore tingling sensation in my fingers, and I tried to move it. Three of the fingers were no longer moving, and it looked like the tendons had been severed.

Blaullen had run far and looked like he couldn't catch up. Fortunately, there are still two Donghu horses, so I finally don't have to walk back.

The old dog was a little discouraged, and originally wanted to catch a nobleman and go back. As a greeting gift for Hou Ye, it can be regarded as a foothold in the Yun family. Unexpectedly, it fell short at the last moment. Looking at the fat sheep running away, the old dog could only sigh.

limped to the side of the war horse, pulled the reins and jumped twice before climbing on the horse. I'm used to riding horses with stirrups, and now I'm a little unaccustomed to returning to their original state. Fortunately, I have a foundation for many years of riding, otherwise I wouldn't even be able to climb on horseback.

Donghuma was a little disobedient, and the old dog wasted some strength to subdue the horse. The mouth is very thirsty, and the throat is dry and astringent. My head was still a little dizzy, and the rising morning sun seemed to be so hot. But the body felt cold for a while, and even began to shiver.

Open the water bladder of the Donghu people, the water is sour and smelly. I want to vomit when I drink it, and if I think about it, I still used such a skin water bladder to drink water a few months ago. Why do you feel nauseous now, and my stomach twitches vigorously. When did his mother love cleanliness so much and be a picky eater?

It's all harmed by the Yun family, and the raw water is not boiled or drunk. The food is as delicious as the palace, no, the food in the palace doesn't seem to be as delicious as the Yun family, and the chef in the palace will definitely not be able to make that bowl of beef noodles. I don't know how to get it, the Yun family's noodles are so shelf-stable. It won't be bad on a hot day, and one by one it will be poured into the water. It's as simple as making a good meal, and the beef in the glass bottle. Such a valuable thing, just those beef. Do you know it, there is absolutely no problem with a glass bottle being replaced with a cow in Yan Kingdom. When I get to the country of Qi, I'm afraid I can change to two ends.

I was thinking about it, but I still had to drink water. The old dog has been injured countless times, and he has experience in this area. If you don't drink plenty of water, it won't be long before you faint. fainted on this grassland, and his life was almost confessed. Holding the reins of another horse, the old dog set out on his way home. Finally captured two horses, which is also a little bit of a record. It's better than going back with empty hands and getting hurt.

Blaullen was so anxious that he cried, and the damned horse was in a hurry. ran all the way, and it was actually the direction in which he fled last night. The faster the horse runs, the closer he gets to the enemy. wanted to barge the horse's reins, but the already crazy war horse no longer listened to the master's command. He will only run according to his instincts, leaving blood all the way on the grass he runs.

The old dog bandaged his wounds while trotting back with his horse. Don't dare to gallop at will, the horse is already very tired. His own wounds can't withstand such a gallop. He didn't want to bleed to death!

As soon as he galloped out for three or five miles, he saw a struggling war horse on the grass in the distance. Farther away, there was a guy running on the grass.

The old dog smiled, a pair of yellow teeth sticking out, and laughed very happily.

PS: Happy birthday to Lao Li Tou! (To be continued.) )