"Is the name of the horse you are talking about?" Murong Pei asked curiously.

"yes!" The little boy replied.

"Hari Galipa is your Mongolian language, what does it mean in our words?" Murong Pei then asked.

"I forgot the word, what is it called—" The little boy scratched his head again, and he said as he gestured, "It's 'Kala'!" Heavenly! Ground! The boy raised the index finger of his right hand above his head, but he slammed it to the ground.

"Lightning?" Although the little boy's "click" was a bit weird, Murong Pei still understood.

"That's right! Lightning, black lightning! The little boy said happily.

This time it was Murong Pei's turn to scratch his head, isn't the black lightning black lightning, and it is the same name as the righteous horse he saw who died in the Yangtze River back then, is there really such a coincidence in the world?

"And what's your name?" Murong Pei asked again.

"My name is Hugjil." The little boy.

"Oh." Murong Pei nodded.

"Thule, they're coming." The little boy said suddenly.

"Oh?" Murong Pei found that his reaction was really a little slower than the little boy in front of him who always looked so dirty with a black and red face.

At this time, Murong Pei was hiding in the woods with this little boy, and through the gap in the artemisia grass in front of him, he could see that there were indeed cavalry on the hillside in front of him, but there were not many people, and Murong Pei estimated that there were no more than ten people.

There should still be a considerable distance between this place and the Daqingshan anti-Japanese base area, and it must not be the main activity area of the Eighth Route Army there, so the Japanese puppet army was bold and dared to come out on horseback with a few people.

Murong Pei turned his gaze again, and since the place where she was hiding now was in a prominent place in the woods, she could see that just over sixty meters away, the black lightning horse was being "tethered" to a tree at the edge of the forest.

In fact, when Huo Xiaoshan was tethered, Murong Pei and Xiao Hugjile had already seen it, Huo Xiaoshan tied the reins to the trunk of the tree, it was true, but the buckle was a live buckle, and the black lightning horse only raised its head lightly and pulled the reins open.

When Huo Xiaoshan wanted to tie the reins to the trunk of the tree and "discuss" with the black lightning, Xiao Hugjile's eyes were straight.

Seeing that Huo Xiaoshan put his face on the long horse face of the black lightning, he didn't know what he was talking about, or if he didn't say anything, so the horse obediently asked Huo Xiaoshan to tie the reins to the trunk.

Little Hugjil knew that his horse had never been close to anyone, because he had heard Abba say that this horse was not raised by them since childhood, but an adult wild horse.

I don't know why it ran out of the depths of the prairie one year, but it stuck its hooves in the mountains and couldn't pull it out.

Black lightning is very popular, so he lives with his own family.

Not to mention that this Eighth Route Army is a Han Chinese, even if other herdsmen want to touch the black lightning, it is impossible, either it runs away, or it raises its hind hooves and directly gives you a hoof.

I heard Abba say that one of the top horse trainers on the grassland, who was famous for his horse taming, came to Black Lightning, and Black Lightning only let him touch himself for a while, and as for wanting to ride it, there was no door.

They have already regarded Black Lightning as a member of the family, and only their own family of three can be with Black Lightning.

And Huo Xiaoshan seemed to know the horse language, so he became good friends with Hari Galiba very simply, which is why Xiao Hugjile chose to believe that Huo Xiaoshan handed over his Hari Galiba to Huo Xiaoshan.

The children of the herdsmen are very simple, and the children of the herdsmen have no concept of deception in their minds.

It is natural for a child without any deceptive concept to unconditionally trust a hero in his mind, and Huo Xiaoshan has become their "Battle" (Mongolian: hero) in his eyes at this time

The sound of horses' hooves is getting louder and louder, and the sound of people on horses can already be heard shouting for war horses.

Murong Pei counted carefully, there were a total of six cavalry horses, and to her surprise, there were three Japanese soldiers among them, although the clothes of the other three were different from the puppet army she usually saw, but it was also very similar, obviously it was the puppet Mongolian army.

If you don't kill them, I'm afraid that the little Hugjil family will be in trouble in the future. Murong Pei thought, besides, what Xiao Hugjile said just now that these puppet Manchu troops have also done bad things.

Huo Xiaoshan was still nowhere to be seen, but Murong Pei knew that at this time he was hiding in the dense artemisia grass more than ten meters away from the black lightning.

"Thule!" Little Hugejile stretched out his hand and pointed at the officer of the puppet Mongolian army and said.

Little Hugejile was so frightened that Murong Pei hurriedly stretched out his right hand to press his little hand!

This action made Murong Pei awkward, just because her left arm was hanging around her neck, but her right hand was holding her own handful!

The bullets were all fired, and she almost put the gun on fire in order to hold down the child's little hand!

Fortunately, Xiao Hugjile also knew that it was inappropriate for him to hold his fingers, so he hurriedly withdrew his hand and said nothing.

Only then did Murong Pei breathe a sigh of relief.

At this time, the sound of horses' hooves had reached the black lightning tied to the trunk of the tree, and the sound of horses was heard, and the six horses had stopped, but they were just surrounding the black lightning in the middle.

"Yo Xi!" A Japanese officer on the horse immediately smiled when he saw that it was really the handsome horse he was looking for.

A puppet soldier jumped off his horse and headed straight for the reins of Black Lightning, which he thought would not be afraid of running away as long as he grabbed the reins.

"Wait a minute!" The officer of the puppet Manchu army, the same Thule, reached out and stopped his men on his horse.

Just as the Japanese officer looked at the puppet officer in astonishment, Thule ordered: "Go down one more, can one man hold it?" ”

So, another puppet Mongolian soldier dismounted, and the two of them ran away in unison for the reins of the black lightning.

And at this moment, I heard a sharp whistle, and the black lightning, which had become irritable because of the approach of the Japanese puppet army, jumped suddenly, and the reins that were originally tied to the trunk of the tree were opened at once!

"Grab it!" Thule shouted, and the three Japanese soldiers screamed as well.

The two puppet soldiers also grabbed the reins of the black lightning, and the black lightning also jumped out, so the two puppet soldiers were directly dragged to the ground.

The scene was chaotic for a while, and one day the puppet army looked at the place where the whistle sounded, because the whistle was sounded by the hand of the little Hugjil.

But at last, the gunshots rang out.

The guns were so fast that three Japanese soldiers were planted from the horses almost at the same time!

"There's an ambush!" Thule was shocked.

At this time, he could not care to catch the whistling man again, and with a flick of the reins, Tulle urged the horse to run.

But it was impossible to run away when he came, he was too close to Huo Xiaoshan!

Huo Xiaoshan's one or two hundred meters is all a hundred steps through Yang's marksmanship, let alone only twenty or thirty meters?

Huo Xiaoshan had already stood up from behind the artemisia grass, and with just one shot, the puppet Manchurian officer named Thule had an extra hole in the back of his head and fell directly on the horse's back.

The six of them have already gone to four, and the two puppet Mongolian soldiers who had just had time to get up from the ground were not ready for battle at all, but the horse rifle was still hanging on the war horse!

When they saw that the situation was not good, they let go of their legs and went into the woods.

Huo Xiaoshan sighed and said, "But I can't leave you!" ”

Two gunshots rang out, and the two puppet soldiers also fell to the ground.