This place is not too far from Hal and Lin, and there is a flat river on the road, galloping all the way, but it is also fast, and many cowardly Xue Xue saw Yang Jing alone, with a light cloud and a light breeze, and a calm face, and he couldn't help but secretly marvel.

After all, they are all battle-hardened people, and Yang Jing has a murderous aura that is so strong that it can't be dissolved, and he can't be raised without life and death experience on the battlefield.

Moreover, this is the holy place where the great shaman lives in seclusion, except for a lawless person like Ji Jin, who dares to hurt people here, who of the Mongolian people dares to let blood defile this pure land?

It was those herdsmen who didn't dare to wield guns and knives earlier, but now they are fully armed, just to surround Yang Jing and the others, waiting for the arrival of the cowardly Xue Gang.

Although there are many people and there is no fear, Yang Jing cannot be arrested indiscriminately, and the centurion led by him asked Yang Jing.

"Who are you, why do you want to stay here, why don't you leave quickly!"

Those bold herdsmen immediately stepped forward and identified Yang Jing and said, "He is the robber of the Southern Dynasty who has taken the great shaman hostage!"

Cowardly Xue is not as good as these herdsmen, I heard that Yang Jing is really from the Southern Dynasties, even if he draws the knife out of the sheath, the blade is pointed at Yang Jing!

Now it has been more than three months since Yang Jing left Lianghuai, and the news of the defeat of Caizhou and Huai Shijun has already been transmitted back to the Mongolian capital, Ali Buge and other two kings were killed, and a new king was captured.

Especially Yang Jing's murderous aura, even if he has deliberately covered it up, for the battle-hardened warriors, they can find the familiar smell on the battlefield at a glance, and their hatred of Yang Jing is even stronger!

In the face of such a tense situation, Yang Jing was not in danger, just smiled and replied in Mongolian.

"I am a guest of the great shaman, even if you want to drive me away, you still need the master to speak, you treat the guests of the great shaman like this, are you not afraid of other people's jokes!"

The centurion also knew that the Song people had always been cunning, and they couldn't win in a war of words, so he said to Yang Jing.

"Are you a guest of the shaman, you need the shaman to say it himself, you just say yes? Besides, even if you are really a guest, you should not make a noise, how can there be a reason for a guest to stop other guests! I am going to meet the great shaman, why don't you get out of the way!"

Yang Jing raised his head slightly, and said to the centurion: "The shaman has been unwell for the past two days, and is recuperating, and it is not suitable to see guests, so I am ordered to guard this time, if you really respect the shaman, just wait obediently, and leave by yourself, just don't disturb the shaman, tomorrow, the shaman will come out to see you." ”

Yang Jing was also reasonable, and he didn't deliberately provoke, but these cowardly Xue Xue heard that the shaman was unwell, as if confirming what those herdsmen had complained, could it be that this Song people really hurt the great shaman!

After the people of the government heard the complaint, they immediately reported to the imperial city, these cowardly Xue gangsters were sent by the queen herself to welcome the great shaman back to the imperial capital safe and sound, how could they see that the shaman was in trouble!

"No! Kedun (the queen) wants to summon the great shaman, and I will take the shaman back to the imperial court today, if you dare to stop it, you will be killed!"

As soon as the centurion's words fell, the pro-soldier commander beside him rode out alone, brandished his saber, and crashed into Yang Jing!

"Sir!"

Nimo wasn't sure if Yang Jing had regained her combat strength, but she had lived on the grassland since she was a child, and she knew very well how terrifying the cavalry charge was, and she knew even more about what kind of army the cowardly Xue Xue was!

Those herdsmen knew that Xue had always acted unscrupulously, and they were really in a hurry, and they could only blame Yang Jing for being too arrogant when they killed people in the shaman holy land, and some people couldn't bear to look at them and turned their heads one after another.

There are also some people who keep accusing in their hearts, if it weren't for them, cowardice Xue Xue would not have come here, and how could they defile this Pure Land!

In fact, when they made a complaint, they thought that Yang Jing might be a fine work of the Southern Dynasty, as long as a few officers and soldiers came over, they could scare this thief away, who would have thought that the government would not dare to make a good claim, and even reported to the imperial court, but Dun actually personally dispatched the cowardly Xue to come over to protect the great shaman!

Of course, more of them only had joy in their hearts, just waiting to see how Yang Jing was knocked to the ground by the armored war horse and trampled into flesh!

But the next moment, something horrific happened!

The war horse and Yang Jing staggered by, Yang Jing just tilted his head slightly, dodged the blade of the cavalry, stretched out his white palm, and slapped it on the horse's belly, and the heavy war horse actually flew out diagonally!

"Herod!"

The sorrowful scream of the first-class war horse is terrifying, and the scene of the front hooves being broken and the white bones spurting out of the flesh is even more painful!

Horses are the greatest livelihood guarantee for the steppe nomads, providing them with leg strength, carrying heavy loads for them, and even providing them with mare's milk, as if they have become their partners and comrades-in-arms!

There is also a saying that horses are more expensive than people in this army, and only the Mongolian army of relatives, the Red Army of Tanma, can be equipped with war horses, and most of the Han army and all the new annexed troops are not worthy of war horses!

On the grassland, no one is allowed to kill the horse until the last resort, and the war horse is broken on the battlefield, and the soldiers are distressed.

"Good death southerners!"

The two guards beside the centurion rushed out left and right, and Yang Jing was immediately attacked on his back!

However, Yang Jing is like the old pine on the cliff, looking weak, but in fact he is as solid as a rock, easily dodging the cowardly blade, and shooting with his left and right palms at the same time, this time he is not taking advantage of the situation, but directly knocking the two war horses out of the cowardly Xue on the back of the horse!

"What a divine power this is, what kind of monster it is!"

Mongolian tribes have always admired bravery, and at the annual conference, the competition for the chief Hercules is one of the most popular projects.

At the moment, Yang Jing's strange power was even more powerful than the Mongolian Hercules they had said they had seen!

To be able to send the war horse and the knight flying together, and with a single palm, is simply a terrifying thing!

However, Yang Jing was still light and light, and from beginning to end, his feet did not move even half an inch!

"It turned out to be a martial arts master!" The centurion was also knowledgeable, knowing that although the Nanren were weak, they knew how to cultivate martial arts and could burst out with extraordinary strength, so they were called warriors.

At the moment, it seems that this thin and white-haired southerner should be a warrior of the Southern Dynasty, and he is also a very powerful warrior!

"This person collided with the guards, injured the war horse, disobeyed Ke Dunyi's decree, and committed a heinous crime, kill me!"

The centurion also knew that three or five people couldn't deal with Yang Jing at all, and as soon as these words came out, the dozens of knights behind him actually fell backwards, after all, cavalry charges need distance to accumulate impact.

As long as these nearly 100 horse troops are crushed, no matter how clever a martial artist Yang Jing is, he will be trampled into powder!

Yang Jing naturally knew their intentions, and was about to capture the thief and capture the king first, and take the centurion, but at this time, an old voice came from behind him!

"Stop!"

"It's the Great Shaman!"

The herdsmen fell to their knees, and the centurion's face changed drastically, and he immediately raised his hand to stop the cavalry's movements.

The Great Shaman has appeared, how dare they come nonsense!

The centurion hurriedly dismounted, afraid of Yang Jing's force, and did not dare to staggered with Yang Jing, so he could only salute the shaman from afar.

The centurion respectfully said to the shaman: "Great shaman, I am too late for help, and I hope that the shaman will spare us for the sins of waiting!"

And when he looked up, he found that the big shaman's eyes were covered with a white cloth, and blood stains could be faintly seen on the white cloth.

"Great shaman, let me wait to catch this thief first, and then go to the imperial court with you to meet Kedun!"

When the great shaman heard that the centurion was about to make a move, he immediately shouted in a deep voice: "Do you want to greet the distinguished guests from afar with your swords and guns?"

When the centurion and the others heard this, they couldn't help but be shocked that this person was really the guest of the Great Shaman!

Moreover, Ma Nai Zhen Kedun summoned him again and again, and the great shaman refused to be summoned to Beijing on the grounds of his physical health, but at this time she made this young man of the Southern Dynasty a distinguished guest!

Who else in this world can make the great shaman use the word honorable!

The centurion and the herdsmen couldn't help but cast stunned eyes at Yang Jing, but Yang Jing walked to the great shaman's side, supported the great shaman, and apologized to the great shaman.

"Mother-in-law, it is mine to injure their horses and defile this quiet place..."

The great shaman shook his head and said to Yang Jing: "It's not your fault, don't take it on yourself, Changsheng Tian will watch it." ”

Yang Jing nodded and said no more.

The centurion said: "Great shaman, we have given Ke Dunyi's decree this time, to welcome the great shaman into the palace, pray for the prince's blessing, and hope that the great shaman will forgive me." ”

The great shaman shook his head and said to the centurion: "You have also seen that my eyes have long been blind, and I have been a little uncomfortable in the past two days, so it is better not to go to this imperial court, so as not to frighten Kedun and the prince." ”

If it were normal times, the centurion would have gone back with the cowardice to restore his life, after all, the great shaman did not reject Kedun once or twice.

But this time, Kedun has already issued a death order, no matter what, he must invite the shaman to enter the palace, because this time he is to prepare for the new Khan to ascend the throne, and to be recognized by the great shaman, so that he can justify his name, that is, he must rob him, and he must bring the great shaman back!

The centurion is also a Mongolian, as long as he is a Mongolian, he must respect the shaman and must not contradict him, but the great shaman can forgive and forgive him, but the great shaman will not be able to resist the great shaman, the great shaman will know how to be tolerant, if he can't complete the task, he will be killed!

Thinking of this, the centurion gritted his teeth and said to the great shaman: "Shaman, please don't embarrass us, if we can't take you back, Kedun will kill us!"

The great shaman sighed softly and said to them, "Children, it is your life that your Kotun will kill you... Even if they don't kill you today, you will die on the battlefield because of her..."

The centurion also became deeply distressed, and begged the great shaman: "Shaman, as long as you go back with us, Kotun will not kill us!"

The great shaman shook his head and said: "Whether I go back to see her or not, it is my fate, I am the shaman of the entire tribe, not just the shaman of your children, I can't affect the fate of the entire tribe because of the lives of a few of you." ”

Seeing that the shaman would not let go, the centurion immediately raised the knife in his hand and said to the shaman.

"Shaman, if that's the case, don't blame us, if you don't go, we have to kill all these two southerners!"