A thin-faced sentry pondered for a moment, and said, "I said, brothers, this horse's barking doesn't sound quite right..."

"Something is wrong? What's wrong? ”

"I don't know, I feel that this horse's sound is full of strength, unlike the horse under our crotch, which is weak and powerless?"

"Could it be that a hungry brute has come to us?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone gasped and immediately looked at Ma Quan, but saw Ma Quan swallow hard and said, "Go and see!" ”

It was only when Ma Quan got on the horse and was about to whip that he found that behind him, more than a dozen sentry brothers were all standing in place, which made Ma Quan very displeased: "What are you all stunned for?" Get on the horse and go! If they are really barbarians, we will slaughter them! ”

"It's not appropriate to go like this!"

The thin-faced sentry hesitated and said: "We are just the sentry of the Lincheng marching capital, here we are managing the local caravan, this border army of Bei'an's own border town, let's intervene, we can't say if something really happened!" ”

"That's it, let's go back, it's not too early to see the sky!"

The thin-faced whistle rode together, and the others also echoed it, but it is one thing for the horse to be sleek by nature, but it is another thing for the righteous to add the body, right now, there is obviously a suspicious situation happening not far away, but they ignore it, how can it be right? Is that the heart in your chest right?

But Ma Quan is still immature in the end, most of these sentry riders in front of him are in their thirties, and even the thin-faced sentry riders are veterans who have been rolling in the military camp for many years, and they can see some things more thoroughly than Ma Quan, even if Ma Quan uses the post of head of the sentry cavalry battalion to press, it is useless!

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The thin-faced sentry shook his head and responded: "Little boy Ma, let's tell you the truth, the barbarian horse has fast legs and a powerful knife, if we really meet, we are basically not opponents, let's not talk about it for the time being, this name is not right, no one remembers a few brothers when he dies!" ”

In this way, Ma Quan gritted his teeth fiercely, turned his anger in his chest three times, randomly pulled the reins, and ran in the direction where the suspicion came, seeing this, the thin-faced sentry frowned, and the others looked at him and said: "I said Yu Wu, don't be really a barbarian, if we really do this, it will be too much!" ”

"This horse is the eldest son of the commander-in-chief, if something really happens to him, can we get out of it?"

Yu Wu, the thin-faced sentry rider, suddenly became angry when he heard the irritation in his ears, and roared out in his voice: "Damn, what kind of goods do you really don't know?" Don't give Lao Tzu a serious seed here, and don't say anything that may be impossible, that voice is definitely a grassland horse, it can't be wrong, but in this realm, how can there be a grassland horse? Besides the border army, who else rides grassland horses, damn it, I heard that the world of dog days is about to starve the barbarians to death, and it is not impossible for them to sneak in here desperately! This boy and son really don't know the height of the sky, if you really run into a barbarian, just a few knives of ours, enough for a fart! ”

But scolding and scolding, Yu Wu roared, and completely calmed down, after distinguishing the urgency, he immediately copied the knife and got on the horse, and the others saw it, and they were stunned, and Yu Wu shouted angrily when he saw this: "What the hell are you doing, don't hurry up and follow, if Ma Quan's little son really has an accident, we all have to lose our heads!" ”

Ma Quan followed the continuous sound of horses, went straight to the outside of the forest along the dirt road, got out of the forest, turned over a low slope, and Ma Quan was directly shocked by the scene in the distance.

Under the slope beam in the distance, there is an army of tunbao, but now the army tunbao is blazing, around it, there are still more than a dozen horsemen running back and forth, although the guys on horseback are wearing the bright light armor of the border army, it looks like there is no doubt with the border army, but under their iron helmets, the sideburns flying in the wind and the torches thrown to the military fort in their hands betrayed themselves.

Just imagine, the border army in the Xia Realm all had straight hair, when did it change to a bun? Moreover, Bei'an is a military fort in a border town, and each military fort is a small grain fort, and no one is stupid enough to burn their own food.

At this point, Ma Quan's heart was completely cold, he couldn't imagine where those people came from? Why do you pretend to be a border army, you must know that this place is still hundreds of miles away from the border, if it is really a barbarian, how can they bypass the border post to get here?

In front of the fire-filled Juntun Fort, more than a dozen guys dealing with tails behind the cavalry hall suddenly found the armor soldiers on the low slope in the distance, and suddenly one of them howled, the voice was definitely a barbarian, and then a rider with a helmet and feather tail ran towards him, and a whip was whipped in his face: "Shut up, what are you howling, remember, you are a Xia soldier!" ”

The beaten 'Xia Bing' raised his hand and pointed at the armor soldier on the edge of the forest: "Chief, you see, that person... That's the person isn't it... Found us! ”

The feather-tailed rider looked up, not far away on the low slope, sure enough, there was a cavalry in armor, the feather-tailed rider immediately bent the bow and arrows, and shot straight at the horse, and the horse reacted fast enough, and when he heard the sound of the spread of the bowstring, the horse fled, and then the feather arrow grazed his back armor and passed, and the horse was trembling with a startled sound.

Seeing this, the feather-tailed rider scolded angrily, beckoned and chased after Ma Quan with more than a dozen clansmen pretending to be Xia Bing, and the person who had been whipped hurriedly said: "Chief, leader, Lord Ejin let us get out of here as soon as possible, how can we chase it inside again!" ”

"Shut up, stupid, it's all you shit!" The feather-tailed knight scolded angrily: "Now that we have been discovered by the Xia soldiers, if we don't slaughter him, he will expose our whereabouts, don't forget, the grain we plundered the military fort has not been shipped out, if it is bitten by the miscellaneous pieces of the Liaoyuan army, our plan will be completely over!" ”

In the wild gallop, Ma Quan whipped desperately, and then he realized that what the sentry rider Yu Wu said was very right, their mount horsepower was really not as good as that of the steppe horse, listening to the feather arrows flying in his ears from time to time, Ma Quan really regretted that he had come to investigate the bullshit situation on the spur of the moment, and now, the distance between those guys and him had been shortened to less than fifty steps.

As a powerful feather arrow broke through the wind, it pierced Ma Quan's back shoulder, and in an instant, the pain of tearing his armor and iron blade into his flesh spread out from his shoulder like a volcanic eruption, and Ma Quan, who also lost it, grabbed the reins tightly, otherwise he would fall off the horse.

Dozens of steps away, the feather-tailed rider saw that the horse was all hit by the arrow, and immediately overjoyed, he drew his knife and slapped the horse, and the crotch of the clear brown horse accelerated again, and rushed to the horse.

Seeing that the distance between the two sides was shortened by twenty or thirty paces in an instant, and when the scimitar that exuded a white cold light was almost about to catch up with Ma Quan's back, he only heard two 'whoosh' sounds, and two short spears flew from Ma Quan's front, and went straight to the feather-tailed horseman, who was suddenly greeted by the short spear, and the feather-tailed rider scolded a steppe language, pulled the reins of the horse with him, bowed down and stuck to the horse's back, and the two deadly short spears knocked down his iron helmet.