In the savannah outside the Seychelles, there is a place that everyone dreams of one day. It was a plain alluvial from several large rivers such as the river, the chestnut water and the black water, a thick and rich black soil. Legend has it that if you put one foot on the fertile black soil, oil and water will gush out from your feet like a spring. Legend has it that if a farmer scatters seeds on the land, instead of hoeing and fertilizing and watering the grass, you will have more food to eat in the autumn of this year. In the lower reaches of Limoshui and Nahe, there is a plain that can be called the richest in Northeast China, where the world-famous Xiangxiang rice is produced, which supplies the largest cattle farm in Northeast China, and also feeds the most industrious ethnic group on the prairie - Limo people. Outside of this dangerous fortress, they opened up vast farms and farms with their own hands. Their grain filled the barns, and their cattle and sheep covered all the pastures of the white mountains and black waters. They can even exchange their own Xianghua rice and the Goryeo people for precious Korean ginseng and various precious jewelry, and the Tang people for weapons and armor, and the Tiele people for horses. They endured the oppression of the Heishui Tatar, Khitan and Turks, and provided valuable grain, cattle and sheep for the various tribes of the steppe, and when the warriors of all tribes whipped in front of them, they would humbly bow their heads and bow to them.

However, there is a kind of arrogance in their bones that no one else can understand, and they simply look down on those who live on grazing on the prairie. Generations of Kuritsu people have had a dream to be able to rely on their own strength to build their own cities and countries on the plains of the Pingchuan River. They dreamed of one day having a city as prosperous as the Han people in the Central Plains, and a king who stood high above the palace city and looked down on the Saiwai tribes.

With the rise of the Tang Dynasty, this dream seems to be getting closer and closer to them. The Han people are becoming stronger day by day, which makes the grassland tribes panic all day long, and the warriors of all ethnic groups who were originally showing off their martial arts are now beginning to be full of worries and worries. However, at this critical time, the people of the Limo tribe formed a brotherly state with the Tang Empire, which trembled the prairie. Over the past few years, the Tang Dynasty's blades, armor and skilled craftsmen have poured into the Bohai region. On the shore of the chestnut water, a magnificent and great city is in full swing. The first to stand was the high wall, which seemed to never be able to climb. The Limo tribe has already organized and formed a legion with bright armor. As soldiers in ornate armor patrolled the towering walls on all sides, every Kurimo felt a sigh of relief. Everyone dreams that one day, when they are only four or five years old, the king Da Qirong can wear an imperial robe, stand on top of the imperial city that has not yet been built, announce the establishment of the Bohai Kingdom, and announce that the Bohai people will no longer have to endure the oppression of the prairie tribes, and can hold their heads high.

Just when all the chestnut people were immersed in a sweet dream and could not extricate themselves, a large and brave cavalry force slowly appeared on the distant horizon. The tall white-spiked wolf's head flag covers the sky and the sun, like a sea of lead-colored clouds stretching from the west. The sound of horses' hooves is like rolling spring thunder, and like a waterfall pouring from the blue sky, and the countless soldiers and horses are like the newborn tide, rolling gray and hideous waves, whistling from the sky.

"The Turkic wolf soldiers are here!" The chestnut people who were working in the fields shouted in panic, threw down their farming tools, and ran towards the unfinished chestnut people city by the chestnut water, where there was a city wall that could give them a sense of security. The chestnut soldiers patrolling the city walls rushed to their posts to defend the city. The untrained soldiers were in a constant state of confusion, and the officers shouted for their fighters, but the panic caused them to run to the safest place in their instincts, and they simply could not respond.

"Close the gates!" Several generals tore their throats together and gave orders. Dozens of chestnut soldiers endured trembling and manipulated the city gate machinery, preparing to close the city.

"You see, these are fools who want to make their own country." ** The first warrior Mantuo stood high on the horse, raised his whip and pointed at the chestnut man who was running in front of his army, and laughed proudly.

Dozens of Turkic generals who followed him burst out laughing.

"Look at their panicked appearance, they are already in chaos before they engage in battle." Mosu, the left vanguard of the Iron Cavalry Flying Feather Team, sneered. Mosu was a beloved general under Mantuo, not only was he a god of marksmanship, but he was also as murderous, and his cavalry relied on killing and adultery to keep morale high, eager to fight like wild beasts thirsting for blood.

"Third Prince, please let me lead my team to enter through the main gate and out through the back door to show my majesty as a Turkic knight." Luo Puhan, the right vanguard of the Iron Cavalry Flying Feather Team, said in a deep voice.

The fierce general Luo Puhan has always been known as the awl, and his iron cavalry assault is the deepest nightmare of all enemies. The reason why Mantuo's Iron Horse Flying Feather Team is famous all over the world is that a large part of its reputation is due to the awl Luo Puhan's sacrifice of his life and death. In the confrontation with the Tang cavalry, whether it was a hard encounter on the frontal battlefield or a battle and retreat during the breakout battle, Luo Puhan's cavalry had never been scattered by the enemy's cavalry, even in the face of the most elite black-armored Qin Wang guards in Tiance Mansion.

"You're going?" Mantuo looked at the eager generals around him and said with a smile, "Isn't it a saber to slaughter dogs and a steel gun to roast meat?" The generals immediately fell into a wild and rude laugh again.

Luo Puhan bowed down and said, "Third Prince, I don't understand what you mean."

This sentence caused another burst of laughter, and Mantuo looked around at everyone and said, "I forgot, Luo Puhan never listens to jokes. Well, we Turks should have such warriors. Never be complacent, never underestimate the enemy, even if you kill a mouse, you must do your best. The right vanguard will obey the order!"

"Yes!" Luo Puhan said in a loud voice.

"I order you to lead a hundred warriors to enter through the main gate of Limoren City, and to kill out at the back gate, and return around the city for half a week. Mantuo said in a loud voice.

"Order!" A burst of hideous blood appeared in Luo Puhan's eyes, and he replied in a loud voice.

He kept a bow and rode his horse back a few steps, and suddenly turned his horse's head cleanly, casually pointed to a team of hundreds, and said, "You come with me."

The centurion who led the team gave an order, and a hundred soldiers immediately urged their horses to gather around Luo Puhan. "What's your name?" Luo Puhan turned his head and glared at the centurion and asked.

"General Luo, my name is Dahu." The centurion replied in his loudest voice, with a burst of excitement.

"Okay, Dahu, follow me, after today, if you are still alive, you will be a commander." Luo Puhan said in a deep voice.

"Swear to follow General Luo to the death." Dahu said excitedly.

"Let's go!" Luo Puhan gave an order, and these 100 Turkic warriors, like a hundred slaughtered tigers, flew towards the city of Limo with a vicious spirit.

A large-scale moat has been dug around the castle, and there is a suspension bridge on each of the four sides of the city. While the Turkic Centurion was rushing towards them, the drawbridge at the main entrance was slowly being pulled up. "Give it to me!" Luo Puhan shouted angrily, urged the horse side by side with Dahu, and accelerated towards the moat. When the drawbridge was suspended in mid-air, the two famous horsemen from outside the Saiwai had already come to the river, and they stood up at the same time, standing on horseback in a unique posture, and a pair of long knives flashed at the same time, drawing two dazzling white rainbows. The power of these two knives actually cut off the two iron cables that pulled the suspension bridge at the same time. The heavy suspension bridge, which had lost its support, fell on the river bank with an earth-shattering sound. At the same time, Luo Puhan and Dahu sat back on their horses at the same time, wrapped the reins, and the two horses, one to the left and the other to the right, each drew a graceful arc, returning to the end of the hundred-man team. At this time, the vanguard of the 100-man team had already jumped over the drawbridge, crossed the moat, shot dozens of soldiers who wanted to close the door, and rushed into the city of the chestnut people like a bamboo.

"Good!" The Turkic army, which was watching from afar, erupted in an earth-shattering cheer.

Mantuo excitedly urged the war horse, came to the front of the formation, and shouted, "Sons, give them a little sound and let them listen."

Those soldiers who were extremely enthusiastic and excited drew their swords one after another, and shouted together: "Divine wolf bless me, the Turks will win!" The shouts of hundreds of thousands of people rose and fell, like waves crashing on the shore, rolling thunder to the ground, deafening, causing the heavens and the earth to change color, and all things to bow their heads.

The chestnut soldiers who stood on the city wall in amazement looked at the imposing and wolf-like Turkic cavalry in front of them, and a sense of powerlessness that could not be fought against them surged from the bottom of their hearts, and many of them had weak legs and numb feet, and fell to the ground softly, refusing to get up no matter how their companions pulled.

The Turkic hundreds, led by Luo Puhan and Dahu, rushed into the city and slaughtered along the Little Suzaku Street, which traversed the entire city of the chestnut people. Luo Puhan and Dahu, who returned to the forward, urged the horse side by side, and the long knife was like lightning and thunder, killing people when they met them, and cutting them when they saw people. Dozens of Kurimo warriors who had resisted in a hurry screamed in front of their horses, and their corpses were lying on the ground. The Turkic warriors who followed behind leaned gracefully from the side of their horses, their long knives swept over the necks and waists of the soldiers and civilians running in the streets. Skulls and blood splashed in mid-air, and Little Suzaku Street was dyed blood-red with the blood of the Bohai people.

Within a few hundred breaths, Luo Puhan and Dahu had already arrived in front of another city gate connected by Xiaozhuque Street. The soldiers guarding the gate are struggling to close the gate.

"Bow and arrow!" Luo Puhan put away his long knife, bent his bow and set up arrows, and shot three arrows in a row, killing three chestnut soldiers who were closing the door. Immediately afterwards, a rain of arrows fell fiercely and cruelly in front of the city gate, and dozens of chestnut soldiers who were closing the gate lay on the ground, covered with white feather eagle arrows.

At this moment, Luo Puhan turned his head, dodged an iron feather arrow that shot at him, and said coldly, "Shoot on the head." Dozens of Turkic warriors neatly raised their bows and shot a rain of arrows at the city wall, and with a dozen screams, the corpses of the chestnut soldiers fell like hailstones.

"Dangchang" two loud sounds, the iron cable of the suspension bridge in front of the door was broken in two again, and the immense Turkic hundreds, stepping on the suspension bridge built by the Limo people, rushed across the moat like a whirlwind, circled around the Limo people's city, and returned to their own formation.

"Good! Luo Puhan is doing well!" From a distance, the Turkic army of the 100-strong Limo tribe broke out in an earth-shattering cheer again.

"The Turks are besieging the city!" A general of the Bohai Kingdom ran to the palace of the Emperor of Limoren City in a panic and reported to Mu Su, the prime minister of the Bohai State, and the empress dowager of the Bohai State, who are the most powerful people in the Bohai State today.

The Queen Mother, who was playing with Da Qirong, was shocked, got up and said, "The Turks are so bold, don't they know that we have become a brother with the Tang Dynasty?"

"They know!" Mu Su stood up with a serious expression and put his hands behind his back, "They are demonstrating to the Tang Empire, wanting to test the reaction of the Tang Dynasty, and also want to take the opportunity to kill chickens and monkeys, and prove to the prairie again that they are the overlords of the fortress."

"What should we do?" The Queen Mother asked in a panic.

"Have our soldiers gathered?" Mu Su asked in a deep voice.

"No, when we assembled, a hundred-strong detachment of Turks entered through the south gate and exited through the north gate, crossing the entire small Suzaku Street, killing and wounding hundreds of people. Now the soldiers are demoralized, demoralized, and have fallen into chaos." The general bowed his head.

"So what's going on?" The Queen Mother almost fainted to the ground.

"The Queen Mother doesn't need to panic, I'll find out when I go out and see." Mu Su said calmly, and nodded lightly to the general. The general immediately led the way in front of the head, and the two of them walked out of the palace quickly.

Watching the soldiers on the walls of the city gradually get rid of the chaos and rearrange themselves in a neat formation, guarding the key passes, Mantuo smiled and said, "It seems that the people of Limo haven't had enough fun."

"Siege the city, Third Prince!" Mosu said wickedly, "Let us go in and slaughter the city for three days, and see if the heart of the people of Limo is made of iron."

"Don't worry, Mosu, if you really slaughter the city, I'll be the first to let you go, but this time I'll let the other brothers play first." Mando said nonchalantly, "What about the eagles?"

At this moment, two horses galloped out of the formation and came to the mandola, and the athletes on the horses said in unison, "The golden eagle fights the male, and the silver eagle fights the flood, please fight."

The person who came was the two leaders of the famous cavalry archery team of the Iron Cavalry Flying Feather Team, and his bow and arrow kung fu was one of the best even in the prairie where strong hands gathered, and he was the only archery and horse master who was praised by the Iron Sickle Brothers, the arrow god of the ** Turk. The golden eagle warlord makes a golden eagle bow, loves to make the golden feather arrow, and the silver eagle wars the flood makes the silver eagle bow, so that the silver feather arrow, this pair of brothers have fought side by side for many years, and the tacit understanding between each other can be said to be unparalleled in the world.

"Okay, let's see if your shooting skills are as good as your condor shooting skills." With a wave of his hand, Mantuo said, "Enter the moat from the drawbridge, one from the left and one from the right, go around the city, and then return the way you came. If you can't shoot two hundred, you don't have to come back to me alive."

"Order!" Zhan Xiong and Zhan Hong both rode their horses back a few steps, twisted their horses' heads and returned to their own formation.

"Team Golden Feather come with me!" Zhan Xiong raised his voice and shouted.

"The Silver Feathers follow me." Not to be outdone, Zhan Hong shouted loudly.

Hearing the signature roar of the two brothers, the Turkic army once again erupted in a burst of thunderous cheers. The Golden Feather and Silver Feather Team is a famous cavalry archery team of the Iron Cavalry Flying Feather Team, which has a great reputation on the prairie, even if it is the cavalry archery team of the Tiele people, they will flee when they hear their names.

In the blink of an eye, the two cavalry teams had already hung a whirlwind, rushed through the moat, and came to the city walls of the chestnut people. One of the two cavalrymen wore yellow robes with gold feathers on their helmets, and the other team wore plain white robes with silver feathers on their helmets.

As soon as the two cavalry arrived at the city gate, they immediately divided into two roads and ran quickly along the city walls on both sides, like a yellow dragon and a white dragon entangled the city of Limoren.

"What are they going to do?" The chestnut soldiers, who didn't know the depths, looked down tremblingly, and what caught their eyes was the iron feather arrows flying in front of them with the sound of the wind blowing in the sky.

"Be careful!" A military attache was just about to start a warning when a golden feather arrow was already deeply embedded in his throat. On the other side of the city wall, more than a dozen chestnut soldiers fell straight from under the towering city wall.

"Hold your shields high, protect your upper body, archers, release your arrows!" Mu Su, the prime minister who was standing on the city wall and commanding, shouted.

Rows and rows of archers leaned over to fire their arrows, and scattered rains of arrows fell from the walls. The soldiers of the Golden Feather and Silver Feather teams skillfully shrank their necks and heads, hid them under the belly of their horses, and bent their bows and arrows without stopping. One by one, the chestnut warriors who leaned over and fired arrows were pierced through their throats by the iron feather arrows in the sky, and fell helplessly to the ground.

"One hundred and ninety-seven, one hundred and ninety-eight!" The Golden Eagle Zhanxiong was high-spirited, and seeing that he could make meritorious contributions by shooting enough to shoot two, he suddenly stood up, turned over on the horse, and shot an arrow at the prime minister Mu Su, who was directing the battle.

"Be careful, adults!" A sharp-eyed military attache flew in front of Mu Su, and was pierced through the chest by an arrow.

"Two hundred and thirteen!" The silver eagle Zhanhong shot an arrow to kill the leader of Limo guarding the south gate, turned over and fell back on his horse, and the two brothers reunited at the south gate, laughing loudly, and each led his own cavalry and archery team, and rushed back to the main formation of the Turkic army.

Behind them were the corpses of hundreds of silent chestnut warriors, some of whom didn't even know how they had been shot.

"That's ...... The Turkic armies that roam the desert." Mu Su looked at the corpses of the hundreds of chestnut people under the city wall in amazement, and his heart was stunned, "We still need time, maybe ten years, maybe fifty years, but not now. Our warriors simply can't fight them."

When the clamor of the Turkic warriors had subsided, Mantuo said to the generals behind him, "Now the king of the last people must be very interested in talking to us."

Sure enough, in less than a stick of incense, the four gates of the city of Limo were opened, and a messenger waved a white flag to urge the horse to come.

The faces of the imposing Turkic generals showed mocking expressions at the same time.