As a Kujiit, fighting two men on horseback on the ground, this anomaly was the first time he had encountered, the man had blocked three shocks from Lorna and Fatis, and found a protruding boulder to use as a backing, and an opponent like this, who had the advantage of speed, must not allow his back to be exposed.

"Fatis, stop. ”

Lorna saw this scene in front of her, turned over and got off the horse, although she also knew how to ride a fight, but after all, it was not a strong point, since this man was very experienced in combat, then he had to defeat him with his best aspect.

Seeing that his opponent drew his sword and dismounted, while the other man remained in place, the Kujits cautiously set up their nomadic swords.

The girl took a closer look at the nomadic knight: about twenty or thirty years of age, with a beard, a little rough skin on his face but good features, and a tuft of hair tied into braids on the top of his shaved head, in the appearance of a traditional Dekugit warrior.

"Let me try my skills as a steppe warrior," Lorna said in a loud voice to the man in Kujitt.

The Kugit man was stunned for a moment, and then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Then listen to you, beautiful girl"

The knife and the sword began to fight, and the characteristic of the handguard sword is that its length and weight are between a one-handed sword and a two-handed sword, and it can be used with both hands and within the range that one hand can bear, so the girl's attack moves can have many sudden changes, but the nomad has an oriental knife technique with more changes, although the nomadic scimitar is full of rust, and the steel is not very good. But after a few hard fights, Lorna felt that her strength had suffered.

This guy is really good

"Ahh

The Kugit struck as soon as he stepped back to stabilize himself, this time using a scimitar to deliver a lunge. The girl dodged the blow very skillfully and swung her sword sideways to attack. But the man quickly lowered his head, and at the last moment let the sword miss, and at the same time swung his left arm straight at the girl's face, Lorna did not expect him to fight back like this, and in surprise a quick back jump, the distance between the two was about five meters or so again.

The two sides once again set up a posture for this rare adversary. Both of them had a hint of admiration in their hearts.

Fatis looked at the dazzling hand-to-hand and the occasional dodge, and for a while he stayed there and saw God.

This time, Lorna struck first, still in a stabbing stance. Seeing that this was another move, the Kugit muttered in their hearts, so they used the old method and swung their scimitars to deflect them. Count on the next step back again. Do a second round of counterattacks.

But this time is different than the previous three times.

The gauntlet's sword was knocked to the ground.

However, it was not so much that it was shot down, but that its owner let go, and the Kugit realized at this time that the opponent's stab did not leave the slightest force, and while the whole body moved forward with the force, he didn't care whether the attack of the blade could be his hand, and in an instant, Lorna's elbow hit him straight in the chest, a move she had used once on Harris before. It's not a trick to defeat the enemy, but the suffocation in the chest from that heavy blow is enough to stiffen the opponent for a few seconds. And Lorna is waiting for such an opportunity!

The right fist stands upright and takes the bridge of the man's nose -

"What !!"

The girl exclaimed, and Fatis saw that the nomadic knight had reached out and strangled Lorna's shoulders while leaning back with his entire body behind his elbows.

It was only at this moment that Lorna realized that she was really wrong.

She shouldn't be naïve to play hand-to-hand combat with a Kugit master, these people on the grassland have a good ability to wrestle with one hand since childhood, and the skin and flesh of the whole body are particularly strong, and more importantly, they are very good at finding balance in the fight, so the moment Lorna elbowed closely, the Kugit knew that the opportunity was coming, he was lucky to withstand the heavy blow, and then took out the wrestling kung fu, locked the opponent's shoulders with both hands, and then stumbled with a beautiful right foot, throwing the girl to the ground without suspense.

"Lorna" Fatis was shocked and thought that the Kugit would take the opportunity to kill the killer, but the man reached out and pulled Lorna up from the ground.

"I lost to you, valiant Kujits. The girl sincerely admitted defeat in his words.

The Kujiit man smiled: "Actually, I have already lost when you are willing to dismount and fight me fairly." ”

"Can you tell me your name?"

"Of course, my name is Bestul, beautiful young lady, and I am your captive. ”

Halma City.

Saga Khan looked at the robed Salander envoy in front of him, who was slightly dark-skinned and wore a Salander-style turban. The King of the Steppe saw that the man was not dressed as a warrior, and according to the etiquette of these desert people, it was the military attache who delivered the paperwork to the belligerents, which showed that the Sultan of Hakim no longer regarded the Kujit as enemies.

The messenger to Zhivadin was also dispatched, and the Saga Khan felt that he had more cards in his hand.

"On behalf of the Sultan of al-Hakim, I bring peace to the king of the Kujits, the master of the steppes. ”

Although the words were very polite, the attitude of the messenger was not humble or unrelenting.

"The people of Kugit send their kind greetings to the great Sultan. "Saga Khan stood up and gave courtesy respect to the time of the Sultan of Hakim, but red tape was just a formality, and what was to be negotiated next was the key

Fatis sat by the fire in the room, and listened to Lorna and Besture communicate in Kugit, which he did not understand, and was very bored. Harris lay in bed, and there weren't as many steppe dwellers in the territory as there were compared to Alleyne, so his Kugit wouldn't be as familiar as he was, and even hot could understand every word of it.

Lorna asked the Kugit warrior about the origins of the nomads who had settled in Fesdena, and Bestur said that they were only displaced by the war with the Salanders, and that there was not much organization, including one or two tribal leaders. After some conversation, the girl roughly understood the crux of the matter—the group consisted of ordinary herdsmen, and the remaining half was part of the defeated army, and the other half was the local horse thieves who had been driven away. In addition to the large number of them, there is also considerable combat effectiveness.

"The Khan needs to concentrate on dealing with the Swadians who are approaching the city, and the Salandians who set fire to the backyard can only use a small militia to delay the attack, and we are forced to climb over the snowy mountains to reach this area. Besture pulled a wine bag from his waist, and Fatis glanced at it inadvertently, and felt a itch in his heart.

"The Kugit have caused many disasters to the people of the area they have visited. ”

"It's a bit barbaric, but it's also about survival. The steppe warriors listened to Lorna talk about the slaughter of Fesdena without the slightest concern.

"Hey, hey, hey, that's our people, don't say it so lightly. Harris's face changed as soon as he heard the words, and he yelled at him, followed by a violent cough.

Lorna looked at the frail Vikian nobleman: "Leave this matter to me, don't worry about it." ”

"The world is ruled by the strong, the strong do not need to bear any responsibility for all the actions of the weak, my family and the other family are feuding, the blood debt of both sides has lasted for generations, I was the one who killed them and was driven out by the local chief," Besture said of this past with irrepressible pride, In fact, if it was me who was killed in that fight, what could I complain about, every qiē is to speak with strength, and the weak will eventually be eliminated by the times, just like all the guys who died in my hands. ”

"That's why you lost to the Sultan of Harauth and Salander. ”

Hearing the girl say this, the Prairie Warrior was stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing.

"You may be right in saying this, but the Kugit are not upset that they lost to the strong, and the kings of Svadia and Salander are rare figures in the world, and there is no shame in the people of the steppe being conquered by them, but before that, those who have the backbone will do their best to resist. ”

Harris was dumbfounded, feeling completely incomprehensible to the Kujit mind.

"Have you ever wanted to be stronger?"

"The Kugit are always looking for the path of the strong. Lorna looked into Bestul's eyes, and the fact that the other party was able to respond to her question with such a crisp answer showed great confidence in her own people.

"A few decades ago, a powerful emperor for many years intensified his oppression of the ethnic minorities in the south of the country, allowing tens of thousands of riches to flow to the heart of the empire," the girl said calmly, recounting a story from the past, "and his close ministers reminded him that excessive oppression would lead him to revolt, and his answer was the same as your words today."

"Later, several southern provinces rose up, how could the brave army of the empire be afraid of a group of untrained peasants, and the rebellion was suppressed in less than half a month"

"The minister reminded him that he must be merciful to the people, but he chose to kill the people, and the heads of countless rebels fell under the executioner's axe."

"Today, the valleys of Djerkhara are full of black bear flags with green backgrounds, and the Swadias have lost their rich Rhodok forever, and finally defeated Rudaburg in the north and the herdsmen of Kugit in the east, and the glory of the Karad Empire no longer shines on the whole of Caladiya, but instead there is chaos and strife, which is nothing more than the overconfidence of a strong man. ”

Lorna looked up: "More than seventy years have passed since the first warning of the courtiers, and my grandfather's prophetic insight did not attract the attention of the previous king, and he himself chose a path of destruction, and finally broke his own dynasty, and my family was loyal to another king because of it. ”

(To be continued......)