Seeing that a group of subordinates were exhausted by this group of guerrilla warfare masters of the Black Flag Kukit, the hit rate of the attack was simply outrageously low. Tuga had no choice but to go into battle in person, preparing to perform 'Flying Shot' to boost morale. I saw him galloping out, the man and the horse were one, and he could perfectly control the horse's advance and retreat and turn with only his legs, gently took out an arrow from the quiver, slowly opened the bow, aimed at a black flag lancer far away, estimated the enemy's trajectory, and threw the bow slightly diagonally above the target, manipulated the horse to continue to accelerate, and when he took out the second arrow, the first black flag lancer was killed by a headshot. The second target was a black flag shooter farther away, still aiming at the target to calculate the trajectory of movement, and when the target slowed down and fired the bow, it was another flick, and the second was shot in the head. And then the third, and the fourth......

Tuga's chic continuous headshot performance was seen by Mama Tea, this kid imitated a few postures, as if he had a feeling, and immediately decided to learn to 'throw'. As a result, the arrows flew to their own people...... Mama Cha stared blankly at the soldier who was shot off his horse for a long time, he slowly lowered his head, and grabbed his hair with both hands. Coincidentally, the whole process of this 'divine shot' happened to be seen by Jamila and others......

Tuga shot again for a while, feeling that his morale should be full of encouragement, but unexpectedly, he turned around and found that his own team had actually stagnated in a small area! What is the situation? Mama Cha and the others actually made such a low-level mistake on the battlefield! Quickly took out the horn and blew it, and gave the order for the whole army to attack. Seeing that the army was back to normal, Tuga nodded in satisfaction, but a spear had already been killed from the side.

The unfortunate boy was killed in an instant by the spear charge of the Black Flag Lancers. Wait, Tuga, who flew out a few meters away, got up again, it turned out that the horse was killed in seconds, and the person was not dead. The enemy drew his spear and left, leaving Tuga with a dashing back, and the flowing horsetail did not take away a single cloud. Phew——! Tuga spit out a few mouthfuls of sand, fortunately it is a desert, and the shock absorption is strong, otherwise he may have to lose his arm and leg. Squinting his eyes and observing the enemy's trajectory, Tuga curled the corners of his mouth and pulled out a special large cone-headed arrow from the second quiver. Twisting the bowstring slightly, aiming slowly, the arrow spun and flew out, and then hit the flowing ponytail, no, the chrysanthemum under the ponytail. The arrow swirled and pierced into the horse chrysanthemum, causing a circle of horse blood to splatter......

The horse was frightened, frightened, and stood up violently, and pushed the knight out. With the huge inertia and the right throwing angle, the knight flew out of a beautiful parabola, and was about to land, when suddenly another lancer who couldn't brake sprinted over, snorted, and the poor flying knight became a skewered knight, and knocked the other lancer off his horse.

In a small episode, the battle continues, and Tuga randomly grabs a horse with a dead owner on the battlefield to ride and continue his great cause of shooting. A long chaotic battle was finally over, and Tuga's men didn't die much, after all, the Earth Gems had been fully restored. But everyone was too tired, and everyone who had too much physical exertion was not active in cleaning the battlefield, and some even sat still.

After the seizure was completed, Manid made a statistic and came to tell Tuga that he had seized a small amount of Kukit riding bows, which were much more powerful than ordinary riding bows, and whether he would also let people get a batch of copies at the base of the valley. Tuga had to explain to him that a good archer had to train for at least several years to ensure that he could shoot right away. So no matter how good the bow is, it is an ornament for these ordinary cavalrymen who have not been trained in mounted archery. And every Kukit tribe has the custom of making their own bows and arrows and horse lances, and it can even be said that everyone will have relevant skills, after all, only what they make is the most suitable for themselves, and the standard equipment can never be perfectly adapted to the individual.

Manid asked him what a lance was, and he had to go on to explain that the lance was an alternative lance, much thinner than the giant lance of Swadia, and that it was a kind of elastic spear for horses. A good horse lance takes several years to take shape, and even some heirloom guns, which take more than ten years of careful manufacturing, are worth a lot. In Kukit, there is such an heirloom maul, which is a status symbol, equivalent to the coat of arms of the Calradian nobility......

Before Tuga could finish speaking, Manid was gone, and he probably had already run away when he heard that it was worth a lot. Tuga shook his head and smiled, and turned to Sein.

"Sein, do you want to go back and have a look?" Tuga asked softly, looking at Sein.

"What's so nice to see, except for the dead grass and sand, which have long since burned out. Sain replied as she groomed her horses.

Tujia grabbed her hand in front of him: "Don't brush it, let's go, just take it as a walk with me." ”

Sain struggled a few times, but didn't break free, and turned his head to stare at Tuga fiercely. Looking at Tuga's dark and shining eyes, she panicked for no reason, avoided her eyes and lowered her head, and said in an inaudible voice: "Okay." ”

Tuga let go of his hand, patted her on the shoulder, and walked out, and Sein tidied up a little, put the saddle back on, and led the horse to find Tu.

The two of them rode on horseback, strolling through the grassland, when a gust of wind blew in front of them, and a whirlwind blew on the sand not far away, and then continued to blow away. In the distance, there is an endless withered yellow, with the occasional green dotted in between. In this vast desert, Tuga gradually fell into distant memories......

A young man, with a small grass in his mouth, lying on the grass with his head in his arms, not far away are some white yurts, leisurely shepherds riding dwarf horses, chatting and waving horse poles, a group of children, you chase me through the flock, startled the shepherd dog barking wildly, the old shepherd who is napping, opens his sleepy eyes, and laughs and scolds at the children and dogs.

A little girl in a bright dress came to the young man's side, with an innocent smile on her red face, and she sat down and shook the boy vigorously.

"Brother, I want grasshoppers, I want grasshoppers. The girl shouted as she shook the boy.

"Don't scream, my brother is dead, and I can't hear anything. The boy closed his eyes and pretended to be dead, but the smile on his face betrayed his mood.

The girl paused for a moment, then stretched out her little hand to tickle the boy, and the boy held back desperately, motionless, and the smile on his face became more and more obvious.

The girl stopped again and said, "Ah, my brother is really dead!"

The young man said proudly: "Of course, a manly man, four horses can't be pulled away." ”

The girl thought about it, fell to the ground softly, closed her eyes and said, "Then I am also dead." After saying that, he didn't move, but after a while, he quietly turned his face sideways, opened one eye and secretly looked at the young man......

The wind blew grains of sand and slapped against Tuga's face, shattering the images of the past. His eyes began to focus when he looked into the distance, and suddenly he smiled, raised his hand and pointed to the distance and said: "Look over there, there used to be a fang market there, you like to play there the most, I still remember that you liked oriental silk so much at that time, every time you saw those gorgeous silk silk satins, you couldn't take a step." ”

Sein smiled and said, "Well, it's a pity that I haven't saved enough money all along. ”

Tugahaha smiled and said, "Haha, I still remember a story that your grandma often told us. It is said that a little girl followed her grandmother to the fang market to buy things, and when she saw the silk on the side of the road, she pulled her and said, "Grandma, you see, there are so many beautiful cloths!" Grandma nodded knowingly, smiled and touched the girl's head, and the girl said: People don't want it, we don't have any money. Grandma pouted, hugged the little girl and quickly left the silk ......"

"Nasty, why are you talking about this again!" Sein leaned over and struck Tuga with his hand, who put his arms around her and carried her to his mount......

Back at the camp, Tuga called Manid directly.

"Manid, speed go and get me a good horse, what kind of garbage horse did you give me just now, both of them are unstable. Tuga looked depressed and scolded Manid.

"Head, that's already the best horse. Manid looked aggrieved.

"What! you call a good horse?" said Tuga, who was even more angry when he heard this, and exclaimed.

Manid shuddered and hurriedly said, "Of course it's not good, it's worse than your previous 'god horse'. ”

"Just a little worse, huh?" Tuga said as he stared at Manid.

Manid felt a sudden chill all over his body, and immediately said: "It's a lot worse, head, don't worry, I'll go find Mama Tea in a while, and there will be good news for you soon." ”

Tuga continued: "Then don't hurry up. ”

"Yes, yes. After saying that, he ran away with a gust of wind, and Tuga looked at Manid's back and smiled, but immediately remembered something, smiled sharply, scolded and pinched a few words, and went back to work.

It didn't take long for Manid to come to Tuga with Mama Tea and tell him about the horse farm, and then Tuga, who was in a hurry, immediately decided to change the route to the horse farm and leave the message or anything else. It's a pity that things often don't go according to people's will, and when they run wild for a day, when they camp at night, they are attacked again.

This time it was even worse, Tuga alone was at the front with a few elites, and the large team was all far behind, and the team became a long snake formation, and it was broken into several long snake formations. It was pitch black all around, and by the time Tuga found out, his tent had been surrounded, and several elites had been knocked to the ground by the enemy, not knowing whether they were alive or dead. Before he could take out the king's sword from under the felt, he was beaten by the enemy.

In an emergency, Tuga entered slow time again, and then grabbed the king's sword with both hands, and with a whirlwind slash, he beheaded all the enemies in the nearest circle around him. Then the air attack was turned on, and he began to break through, and after a sharp slash, he finally rushed out of the camp before entering a weakened state.

The dark vision provided by the gifted Hawkeye made Tuga even more urgent, as he saw many enemies around him, and even large groups of enemies in distant places, and most of his own people were already incapacitated. The rest of them also fought on their own, and quickly took out the trumpet and blew it violently, hoping to beckon their men and horses to come, but they turned out to be fireflies in the night, and all the enemies turned around and pounced on the place where the trumpet sounded.

Tuga cursed, quickly put down the horn, and prepared to flee for his life. Unexpectedly, the feeling of weakness came suddenly, and he stumbled under his feet, and was almost thrust into a hedgehog by the volley of throwing spears. Although he was lucky enough to avoid a wave, he estimated that more spears would fly over soon, and this time it was estimated that it would be over. Damn, I knew I would have hurt a quarter.

Tuga shook his head, interrupting those ridiculous thoughts, and began to rely on his vision advantage, carefully blocking and dodging. Bursts of red light suddenly appeared in front of them, and then there was a commotion among the enemy, as if someone had raided the enemy's vital points, and it seemed that they had successfully killed the enemy's leader. This gave Tuga a chance to breathe, and he took a heavy breath before turning back to kill the enemy.

Soon the follow-up team arrived, just in time to encounter the enemy riot, flanked from both sides, and quickly annihilated this group of enemies. Tuga couldn't rest, and met the warrior who had attacked the enemy bare-chested. Seeing this swarthy and swarthy man, Tugaleng paused, isn't this the vicious man in the Paraven tavern? Realizing that he was a little out of shape, he hurriedly put on a bright smile and stretched out his hand to say something of thanks.

Unexpectedly, the black-faced man didn't look at the hand he stretched out, pointed at him and said a few words before leaving. Tuga stood there again, with his hands outstretched, with an embarrassed smile on his face. After a while, he said, "Did any of you hear what he said? Well, the accent is so strong that I can't hear a word, hehe." ”

Jamila couldn't hold back her laughter anymore, and the others laughed too, and finally Manid told Tuga that the man probably said that Tuga was being targeted by the dark Forces, and that Tuga would have time to find him in Parabun.

After resting, the troops continued to rush to the horse training ground, and finally found themselves at the foot of the mountains. It is a beautiful place, where the snow melts from the mountains and forms many rivers and lakes at the foot of the mountain, and breeds large meadows. A lot of strong horses are running freely.

After finding the owner of the horse farm and expressing his intentions, Tuga was soon taken to the stable (jiu) and asked to choose for himself. Sure enough, it was a good horse, Tuga tried a few horses, and the speed and handling were excellent. It's a pity that these horses are obviously flowers in the greenhouse, they look beautiful, but they are actually not qualified war horses, and they are too weak in terms of charging into battle.

After asking the owner if he had any better horses, the owner gave Tuga a task after a little thought. Let him help eliminate the Black Flag Kukit who is affecting his business. Tuga happily took on the task, as he was already extremely disgusted with these Black Flag Kukits, but in order to better attract enemies and fight, Tuga only took the cavalry out. Leave the large troops in the horse training ground for zero-hour intensive training.

After going out for two days, Tuga returned to the training ground with enough Black Flag Kujit equipment, and after seeing the mountain of equipment marked with the Black Flag, the owner of the horse farm was very happy to tell Tuga that he could buy better horses, and if he killed Black Flag Kukit in the future, he would have a large bounty to give. Tuga happily waited for the owner to show him better horses, but the owner said that there were two tests that had to be passed to get the best horse......