The mist of the early morning in Hengzhou kept hitting his head, and the trees, grasses, streams and villages that suddenly appeared in front of him only flashed in front of Peng's hopeless eyes, and then turned into a colorful tassel, tightly wrapped around him. He felt as if he had entered a multicolored and unpredictable tube of light, and at the end of the tube was a mantuo galloping desperately in front of him.

Peng Wuwang smiled slightly, put the body of the eldest brother on his shoulder behind him, and said in a deep voice, "Big brother, today you will watch the third brother and I personally kill Mantuo for you."

At this time, Mantuo was already sweating, he quickly twitched the horsewhip, hit the BMW buttocks under his crotch, and his whole body crawled on the horse's back, controlling the war horse to speed up.

However, the golden horse that Peng Wuwang rode had been following behind Mantuo's war horse unhurriedly, narrowing the distance between the two sides little by little, no matter how Mantuo accelerated frantically, it could not change the relative speed of the two. Seeing Peng Wuwang's blood-red eyes and faintly sneering face getting closer and closer to him, Mantuo's mind was in chaos, and Peng Wuwang's majestic posture of fighting bloody battles in the head of Hengzhou City turned into countless chaotic and intermittent images flashing in front of his eyes. His heart was filled with a tide of fear, wave after wave pounding his spiritual defenses, and he felt that he was on the verge of collapse. Suddenly, his eyes suddenly appeared in front of his eyes when he was sixteen years old for the first time to lead the army to fight, at that time the Black Water Tatar tribe still did not give in to the Turkic Khan, and his cavalry brigade defeated the resistance of the Black Water Tatar, on the bank of the Black Water Tatar tribe carried out six days and six nights of rape and plunder, the tragic corpses of the men and women of the Black Water stained the black water into a blood red. Immediately followed by his career of wantonly burning and looting at the Han border for more than ten years, and the Han people who died in their own hands could almost stand in the eighteenth layer of Yama Hell.

The cries of the thousands of creatures killed by him in the Bohai Kingdom echoed in the Hengzhou Plain all over the mountains, and the cold morning wind blew in his ears, and the wind sounded like a ghost crying.

"Ah! --" Mantuo shouted wildly, drew his saber from his waist, and stabbed it into his mount's hips, blood gushing wildly. The mournful neighing of the war horse rang in his ears. He only felt his body lean back, and his body was like an arrow from the string, rushing forward.

I don't know how long it took to gallop again, Mantuo slowly turned around, and found that Peng Wuwang behind him was nowhere to be seen. "No, saved." Mantuo breathed a sigh of relief and thought to himself, "Fortunately, the Han people don't know this method of bloodletting."

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded beside him, which made his soul flutter: "Hey, here we are." Mantuo turned his head suddenly, but saw that Peng Wuwang was walking with him on the god-like golden horse, and his face covered with blood and dirt was sneering at him.

"Come on!" In desperation, Mantuo's innate courage returned to his body at this time, and he jerked out his saber and slashed wildly towards Peng Wuhope. At this time, two fast horses ran at the same time to the side of a tree with a crooked neck, and a long, thick branch was high in the air. Peng didn't look at or look at the saber that the mantuo had chopped over, and he stood up on his horse, his body like a leaf fluttering in the wind towards the branch. As soon as his left hand grabbed the branch, he immediately suddenly exerted his strength, swinging his body high forward, and at the same time quickly turned around, facing the mandal, his left hand quickly retracted, and his right hand quickly stretched out to grab the branch, and suddenly exerted force, and the whole body pendulum floated towards the mandal, and his legs kicked in the air.

Before Mantuo could retract his saber and barely protect it on his chest, Peng Wuwang had already broken the arm bone of his sword-wielding right arm in three with a single click, and his body flew upside down from his horse like a sack and fell heavily to the ground.

The sound of horses' hooves gradually stopped in the distance, and Mantuo only felt the constant roar in his ears, and the Venus in front of him. He struggled to get up, handed the knife to his left hand, and pointed weakly at Peng Wuwang, who was not far away.

Peng Wuwang did not walk towards him, but walked to the golden horse that stopped not far away, carefully picked up the body of the eldest brother from its back, carried one of his hands on his shoulder, and then tightly hugged the eldest brother's waist with one left hand: "Big brother, I want you to kill the Turkic commander Mantuo with me."

Watching Peng Wuwang carry Jiang Wang's body and approach him step by step, Mantuo suddenly felt as if he was a lamb to the slaughter, like countless enemies who had fallen into his hands, trembling and waiting for him to execute them in the most cruel way. He never dreamed that he would have today.

Mantuo gritted his teeth with all his might, roared heartbreakingly, and frantically brandished his saber and slashed at Peng's hopeless face. In front of him, Peng Wuhope's body suddenly leaned to the side, and his fierce knife completely slashed into the air. He lost his balance and fell forward, the sensation of using the wrong force made him almost vomit. He jerked his head up and saw that one of Peng Wuhope's right hands suddenly landed on the iron arrow nailed to his leg, and pulled it out with force. In the midst of the blood splattered, the sharp arrow stained with Peng Wuwang's blood came out of his body and stabbed towards his ear with a whistling eye.

A sharp stinging pain came from his ears, and the sharp tip of the arrow pierced deep into Mantuo's left ear, and then through his right ear, red and white liquid slowly dripped down the edges and corners of the arrow. Mantuo only felt a violent spasm in his body, and Peng Wuwang, who was in front of him, suddenly grinned with his burnt yellow lips and smiled, revealing a mouthful of snow-white teeth, like a fierce beast that was about to devour people. His heart tightened, and he exhaled the last breath of turbid air in his chest, and his eyes were dark, and he couldn't feel anything.

With a new grave under the crooked neck tree that witnessed the last moments of the third Turkic prince Mantuo, Peng Wuwang buried his most beloved eldest brother on this vast plain. After three final kowtows towards the humble graveyard, Peng staggered to his feet. Beside him, the tiger striped golden horse and the mandal warhorse chirped lowly.

A warm smile appeared on Peng Wuhope's face, he walked up to the golden horse, gently grabbed its head with his hand, hugged it, and whispered, "Thank you this time, brother, there will be a date later."

The golden horse let out a low growl, snorted softly, shook off his hands, turned his head, spread his hooves, and galloped away into the distance to the southeast. Looking at its distant back, Peng Wuwang's eyes were warm, and a trace of reluctance swelled in his chest. He let out a long sigh and turned his head to look at Mantu's corpse not far away, a grim look in his eyes again.

He walked a few quick steps, came to the corpse, grabbed the saber in Mantuo's left hand, and with a wave of the knife, cut off his head, and then reached out and tore off the white daze he was wearing behind his back, and dipped his hand in the blood on the neck of the headless corpse. Then, he wrapped the other side of the mandal around the mandal head, tied it around the neck of the mandal warhorse, and then beat the headless corpse of the mandal sideways on the horse's back and hit the horse's buttocks hard.

The horse roared in a high-pitched voice, hunched Mantuo's corpse, and ran away. Peng Wuwang silently watched the war horse gradually run away, and a cold smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth.