Chapter 2 Different from others
Stomp ....... The horse's hooves flew over the grass, shaking the particles in the dirt and amplifying the sound of trampling the earth.
"Let's goβ"
On the grassy hill, Gongsun Zhi turned on the horse's back, although he had only come to this world for a short time, but with the experience in his memory, how could he not hear the sound of the horse's hooves that had rushed to the grass hill, he turned the horse's head, and rushed to the sour roar that was still crooked on the horse's back.
Not far away, the horse thief, who also knew what was going on, was so frightened that he cursed and swore in his mouth, stretched out his hand and poked the eyes of the sour horse, the frightened and painful horse shook its forelimbs in a panic, and the horse thief King Kui laughed and rushed out first, leaving the other party behind to give him a chance to escape.
A head appeared on the edge of the grassy knoll, and soon half of the body on the horse's back was also exposed, and a black line was released from the man's hand, Dongfang Sheng sat down and the horse neighed violently, and on the horse's belly, the feather arrow shot directly into half of it, and the horse's body fell to the ground, and the hooves struggled and fluttered and kicked, and the sour Ru also fell out and rolled a few times.
Gongsun Zhi saw Dongfang Sheng, who had fallen, hesitated in his heart, and in the next second, he gritted his teeth and crossed his heart, clamped the horse's belly with his heels, shook the reins and returned the horse, and shouted: "Bald head, cover!" β
"Good!"
The big man over there hesitated for a moment, then pulled the reins, and the backhand of the horse was an arrow towards the figure that appeared on that side.
With a whoosh, the arrow grazed the ear of the Hun who was about to pull the bow, startling the other party, the short bow in his hand was deflected, and when the arrow was nailed to the grass, Gongsun Zhi rode the horse and rushed to the side of the sour Ru who was getting up, and his left hand struggled to pull the reins outward, and the moment the horse was tilted, he stretched out his arm and pulled the confused Dongfang Sheng on the horse's back.
This set of movements, the clouds are like flowing water, and the bald head who saw it screamed excitedly, turned around and began to run back. When Gongsun Zhi caught up with the sour Ru, and the horse's hooves were running wildly, he shouted, "What should I do next?" β
"Dump them!!"
Gongsun Zhi replied without thinking about it, in fact, his mind was confused, and he had only come here from modern times for one night, and his head was still faintly painful, but he had already been with the Huns in this troubled era, this is the era of cannibalism, and he was either captured back as a slave, or his head was cut off and died again......
"Mom. , why did you come to the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty..."
The boredom and fear in his heart made his face and back covered with beads of sweat, and a feathered arrow 'whirred' through his afterglow, flying forward, his heart was almost jumping out, and everything he saw on the grass in his field of vision suddenly became a little flowery, like a little ghosting, and a few red dots were flickering and moving.
... Radar?
"What do you thinkβ"
After a moment of distraction, a loud roar pulled him back to reality. Gongsun Zhi did not respond to the other party, glanced back with his side face, and the five Huns on horseback behind him were waving their weapons and chasing behind, and their eyes turned back, the ghost slowly condensed, just like a map, and the position of the red dots was exactly the same as the Huns behind him.
He paid attention to the phantom of the map that only he could see, took the idea, turned his head and shouted to the bald man beside him: "Come with me." β
The horse's hooves galloped, deflected its bearings, and headed towards the shape of the horn marked in the shadow, which roughly means hills, and walked past a grassy hill, and the sky darkened, and the outlines of several hills were faintly visible in the last residual light in the field of vision.
"Rush inside."
Gongsun stopped drinking, rode his horse into the gap between the three hills, although it was a gap, but it was also very spacious for people, he looked at the phantom map that he read out at random, and the Huns represented by the red dots began to scatter and move, as if to outflank them.
Suddenly, the figure who was about to flee to the middle pulled the reins and stopped, the corners of his mouth arced at an angle, and his eyes lit up a little in the dark, "Now there is a Hun behind him, let's fight back." β
The night bird flew over the hill and let out a crow.
A Hun who came after him instantly grabbed the reins, and the sound of horses' hooves in his ears suddenly approached and rushed over, and a touch of coldness crossed from the black, and there was a crisp sound, he raised his knife to block, Mars jumped up, flashing a face full of wildness, the two horses staggered, and suddenly, there was a whistling in the air.
Poof-
The Huns screamed, blood splashed, a feather arrow nailed into the leather jacket and inserted it on his right shoulder, lost his balance for a moment, planted the horse's back, that head, Gongsun Zhi threw the sour Ru down, and pressed the Hun who wanted to get up with one kick, the knife in his hand was raised over his shoulder, and when he saw the frightened Huns, he trembled all over, and his clenched teeth made a gurgling sound, and he couldn't cut down.
He used to be just a zoo wolf mountain keeper, although he likes the ferocity and wisdom of wolves, but he is only a modern man after all, at most he has killed chickens, cut fish, and now he wants to wield a knife to kill, after the emergency, reason still firmly prevails.
"I can't do it, I'll come!" The bald man rode over in a hurry, turned over and jumped onto the grass, drew a knife from his waist, and chopped it down. The plasma that shot up splashed Gongsun Zhi's face, watching the toothy twisted head roll slightly on the ground, his chest rose and fell violently, gasping for breath, and what he inhaled was viscous blood.
He wiped the blood from his face, put away the knife with trembling on the back of his hand, turned over on the horse, turned his head away from the headless corpse, and whispered, "Let's go...... Before the other Huns came, hurry away. β
The bald man snorted, handed over the horse that took the corpse to Dongfang Sheng, turned around and picked up the human head on the ground and tied it around the horse's neck, before resetting off and running all the way in the direction of the horse thief camp, halfway up met the horse thief king Kui who was wandering nearby, he saw the rickety head hanging on the horse's neck, his eyes were round, and he trembled with fright: "You... You guys... Killed the Huns? β
Gongsun Zhi, who had calmed down, glanced at him and nodded: "It's time to vote." β
"Provoke... I'm in trouble. Wang Kui turned around and ran back quickly with a clamp on the horse's belly, and the remaining three Gongsun Zhi were a little puzzled, so they immediately followed.
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In the middle of the night, the breeze caressed the tips of the grass, and the three Huns came to the side of the headless corpse, their faces gloomy and the Huns spoke to each other in a low language.
"Are those three Han soldiers?"
"It's a lot like ...... It's better to report it first...... The Marquis of the Mustu Bone is about to buckle the edge and rob the winter rations, and he can't be sloppy. β
β...... After his death, Qiangqu Shan broke with the Han Chinese....... It's not going to be easy...... This autumn passed too quickly... Winters are a bit tough. "A Hun man took everything from the corpse.
β... Go back first. β
The war horse galloped, and the figure went away to the hills, it was 188 years, an autumn on the grassland.