There was a touch of white on the horizon, the sun was still rubbing his eyes, but he didn't open them, and the faint morning light shrouded the grassland, which didn't make people's sight better. After last night's carnival, the people of the small tribe were still immersed in alcohol and sleepiness, and they should not feel the call of the morning, but gradually, in the tribal tent, a hidden voice sounded, and it seemed that many people had woken up.

What woke up the tribesmen was not the rising sun, but the sound of neat horses' hooves roaring like thunder from the rear of the tribe, and a large noisy sound of horses' hooves in front of the tribe's side, and in all directions, it seemed that countless cavalry were approaching.

In the morning light, Fan Xian's face was calm, and he took one last look at Haitang, picked up the knife she gave to Liangzi from his feet, and solemnly put it in his arms.

"Goodbye, I hope I don't have to wait another three years. Fan Xian said to Haitang very seriously, Haitang's lips were a few wisps of blood, which looked pitiful, but the arrangements on the grassland had begun to be launched, and Wang Tingshan Yu had already sent troops to chase after him, if he wanted to get out, he could only leave at this moment.

Haitang didn't know how he was going to go, because there was the sound of horses' hooves coming from a distance in all directions, and it seemed that the cavalry of the royal court had surrounded this grassland, and his eyes looked at him with complicated eyes.

This glance seemed to be like a heavy hammer, hitting Fan Xian's body, making his body drift diagonally towards the meadow behind him, floating easily and pleasantly, but gloomy**.

I didn't see how his toes kicked the ground, Fan Xian's body was like a thin rope tied to his waist, like a kite, he fell backwards, gradually accelerated, and turned into a blurred figure in the morning light, gradually moving away, gradually becoming smaller, and blending into a large cloud of smoke and dust from the left front of the tribe.

The smoke and dust should be a zìyóu wild horse rampant on the grassland, and next to the herd of horses, there are more than a dozen grassland men, clinging to the lasso, as if they have been following the wild horses for days and nights, waiting to catch the head horse in one fell swoop.

Haitang watched this scene quietly, knowing that this group of wild horses was just an illusion, it must be Fan Xian's team that had arranged to receive her in advance, watching Fan Xian float away without causing smoke and dust before, she knew that she hadn't seen her for three years, this young friend of the Southern Dynasty had successfully fused Tianyi's mental method and the domineering true qi in her body, and stood firmly at the peak of the nine grades, and was about to touch the limit of human beings.

No wonder he was so confident that he dared to go deep into the grassland and launch an offensive in the dark night against the royal court and Zuo Xian Wang Tent, with such a realm, unless the great master reappeared in the grassland, who could beat him?

But there was already a faint sound of cavalry sprinting in the three parties behind him, Shan Yu Subida had endured it for three days, and he had endured it to the limit, and finally closed the encirclement at this moment, even if Fan Xian had arranged the horse team to receive him in advance, could he escape the pursuit of more than a thousand cavalry in the vast grassland?

Haitang's eyes narrowed, and a trace of worry uncontrollably emerged, the strong man on the ninth grade, if he is facing the enemy head-on, of course, it is difficult to be defeated, but after all, the two of them are still countless distances from the realm of the great grandmaster, and they really have to face thousands of troops, how can they be spared?

Fan Xian's figure in the distance has fallen in the wild horse herd, and it is amazing that those wild and xìng love zìyóu, and seem to be unwilling to settle down, did not reject Fan Xian's entry, and even when Fan Xian sat on the head horse, the fierce head horse just shook his neck helplessly, but did not think about throwing him down.

The sound of horses' hooves swept past Begonia's side in a hurry, with the sound of the wind, with the grass residue, with an indomitable momentum, the fierce cavalry of the Xihu Royal Court did not spare any speed, swept across the meadow, and killed the wild horses in the distance!

The strong wind swept through her body, driving the leather robe on Begonia's body to whirring, she wiped the blood from her lips, and bowed her head speechlessly.

A horse neighed and stopped from the strange speed, and immediately the noble man of the Hu tribe turned around and got up with a thud, and landed beside Haitang with a snap, his feet steady like a mountain, revealing his superb riding skills.

The person who came was the master of the grassland, and he must reach it at speed. He glanced at Haitang, anger and arrogance gradually appeared in his eyes, and said, "Injured?"

Begonia nodded and smiled a little hard.

"Nanqing Fan Xian?" Shan Yu Subida was tall, with resolute facial features, and his eyes were full of light, he looked at the figure in the distance who was galloping southeast with the wild horses, and asked softly.

"That's him. Begonia replied softly.

Shan Yu Subida never despised any of his enemies, especially a ruthless and big man like Nanqing Fan Xian, he endured it for three days, in fact, he also prepared for three days, mobilized the Hu clan sons and daughters on this grassland, and made sure to leave this powerful minister of Nanqing on the grassland.

Since the other party dared to go deep into the grassland, get close to the royal court, and challenge his dignity, Shan Yu Subida would definitely express his anger in the most direct way.

Wang Ting's preparations were very sufficient, confirming that there were no Qingguo cavalry patrolling the grassland, preparing to secretly answer Fan Xian, but those spies did not notice the group of wild horses, because the wild horses on the grassland can be seen everywhere, and the most important thing is that they have seen these wild horses next to a piece of water and grass, judging from their jumping posture and Xi xìng, this is indeed a group of wild horses.

It is a theorem of the steppe that no one can use wild horses to escape before they are ambushed, but today this theorem seems to be broken.

There was a lot of smoke and dust in all directions, more than a thousand royal cavalry killed, rushed through the tent of the tribe, and under the shocked and frightened eyes of the Hu people, they rushed towards the group of wild horses, and saw that they were about to surround the place three miles ago, and surrounded the group of horses, as well as the dozen or so men next to the horses, and Fan Xian hidden in the wild horse herd, but ...... A long hissing could only be heard, and the wild horses seemed to be driven by some force, and suddenly woke up from the chaos, stretched the muscles of their bodies, raised their hooves, and suddenly accelerated, rushing towards the gap in the southeast direction of the encirclement!

The morning light was faint, the wild horses neighed, and hundreds of horses were contrasting with the faint light, exuding black skin, galloping on the grassland, but in an instant, they had already rushed out before the royal court cavalry was encircled!

This scene has a primitive and powerful beauty, which has shocked the hearts of countless people.

Shan Yu Subida held the reins in one hand, stood beside Haitang, looked at this scene indifferently, his eyes narrowed slightly, but he hid the shock in his heart very well, turned over, jumped on the horse, and said: "I will catch this little white face and give you anger." ”

In fact, he had already admitted at this time that this young powerful minister of the Southern Dynasty, who could be compared with the Songzhi Immortal Order, was definitely not just a little white face, just looking at this miraculous cāo wild horse ability, I was afraid that there would be no second person in the entire grassland.

"Wang Ting was attacked last night, King Zuo Xian was assassinated, and his life and death are unknown. Haitang stood on the meadow, standing among dozens of guards, and calmly told Fan Xian what he had confessed.

Shan Yu held the reins in both hands, was slightly stunned, and then grabbed the horse's belly with both feet, and rushed towards the bottom of the meadow.

It turned out that the Tisi of the Qingguo Supervision Yuan went deep into the grassland for these things. The attack on Wang Ting was still a trivial matter, as long as it was not for the cavalry of Qingguo Jīng Rui to kill him, even if some people died, what was it? Shan Yu did not expect that the Qingguo Supervision Yuan was also very provocative in killing people, and those who died played an extremely important role in his ideal of building a country on the grassland.

The key is the assassination of King Zuo Xian, this news made Shan Yu's heart cold, could it be that the grassland, which has been quiet for two years, will fall into chaos because of the death of King Zuo Xian? Thinking of this, he couldn't help but curse secretly, King Zuo Xian was his uncle, and he was extremely arrogant in front of him back then, who knew that he would let the assassin of Qingguo end it with one sword, it was really a bastard.

Shan Yu looked at the smoke and dust in the distance angrily, grabbed the horse's belly, and rushed towards the southeast first. Although the little white face used the cover of the wild horses to kill the encirclement unexpectedly, but on this vast grassland, it is believed that no one can escape the pursuit of the royal court's cavalry.

From this place to Qingzhou City, the most marginal part of Qingguo, even if you don't hesitate to run wildly, it will take you more than ten days, running wildly on the grassland, and there is the pursuit of the cavalry of the Xihu Royal Court behind you, who can resist it? Shan Yu rode a thousand-mile horse in the grassland, he believed that he would be able to stop Fan Xian, although Qingguo riding shè is also extremely powerful, but the people on the grassland still believe that in the whole world, it is still Xihu Erlang's riding skills are the most jīng Zhan, if they can't catch up with the enemy who can see the shadow on the grassland, they might as well commit suicide.

The morning light is getting stronger, the line of sight between heaven and earth is getting brighter, and the deformed chao rì sticks out halfway out on the horizon to the east of the grassland, illuminating a qiē on the autumn plain.

Haitang quietly looked at a qiē in front of him, a trace of worry and gloom flashed in his eyes, only to see that on the grassland, like a torrent of Xihu cavalry encircled, with the Hu people's wonderful riding skills, quickly assembled into a team, turned into a fan, thousands of horses like the general, quickly chased towards the east.

And two or three miles in front of these Hu cavalry pursuers, hundreds of black horses are galloping wildly, the hooves are producing smoke and dust, like wisps of two wisps of light smoke, heading eastward, towards the red rising sun, suddenly, some people jumped out of the herd of wild horses, riding on horseback, I don't know where these people were hiding before, and how they were able to follow the wild horses, more than a hundred Qingguo heroes, riding on hundreds of wild horses, galloping in the grassland ruled by the Hu people, before the red rì, those horses and horses, so jīng gods, so arrogant。

............ The Xihu pursuers made a big mistake in judgment. They thought that when it came to horsemanship, the royal cavalry was naturally unparalleled in the world, and no one could compare with it at all, and they didn't know how those Qingguo people controlled the wild horse herd, but although the wild horse was strong, it was not as obedient and hardworking as the war horse after all, so they thought that in this flat grassland, it would take at most half a day to catch up with those Qingguo people who were running after each other.

Shan Subida also thought so, he even wondered if he should kill the Qingguo minister named Fan Xian first after surrounding these Qingguo people, without giving the princess of Songzhi any chance to intercede.

However, the development of a qiē is different from the judgment of the cavalry of the Xihu Wangting, a small half of it has passed, a day has passed, and the proud knights on the grassland still can't catch up with those Qingguo people, and they can't even close the distance!

The reason is very simple, because the wild horse herd in the eyes of these Hu people is not a wild horse at all, but a military horse that has been kept by the Qingguo Supervision Institute for a long time, and the reason why they can hide the eyes of countless people on the grassland, hide from those tribes famous for Soma, and become a wild horse herd among the water and grass is all because these horses have been drugged.

A drug mixed with ephedrine makes these military horses appear more active, wilder, and better than ordinary horses, and this group of horses is very careful not to nail iron, not to brand, and not even to fix their manes, once they run, they are really ...... The feeling of long hair fluttering, no matter who saw it, would think it was a group of wild horses, so that night, under the jǐng of the royal court's cavalry, they quietly approached Fan Xian's place.

Fan Xian held the reins in one hand, bowed his head on the horse, carefully felt the condition of the horse, and received a total of 100 of his subordinates, except for a dozen or so jīng rui who disguised themselves as horse men, the others were hidden among the horses with superb riding skills at the beginning.

There have been many times that the medicinal power of ephedrine is not as effective on horses as it is on humans, so that these war horses will not obey their calls. But for the pursuers of the royal court, the running speed of these horses was a little terrifying.

A war horse disguised as a wild horse is still a war horse, not to mention a war horse that has eaten stimulants. Fan Xian knew that the power of stimulants could not last too long, but he didn't need it too long, a hundred people, taking turns to ride hundreds of horses, giving the horses under the seat enough time to rest and return to the medicine, if this also allowed the people of Shan Yu Wang Court to chase him, Fan Xian simply cut his neck.

A good horse must be ridden by someone, and this is the second mistake made by the Xihu pursuers, who always thought that there was no one in the world who was more skilled in riding than themselves, and more powerful in long-range attacks, but they forgot a name.

Black Ride.

Qingguo's cavalry was already extremely powerful, except for armor and armor, it was not much worse than Zhuxihu's cavalry, and the black cavalry was the jīng rui of Qingguo's cavalry.

Especially in the thousand-mile rush and long-distance pursuit that the Xihu people are proud of, the black cavalry has the most prominent war history in the whole world.

Recalling that year, the Northern Expedition of Qingguo failed miserably, and Emperor Qing was trapped in the poor mountains and bad waters, Chen Pingping heard the news and led the black cavalry to rescue, within six rì, rushed thousands of miles on the battlefield, and saved Emperor Qing who was still the prince at that time.

In another year, Chen Pingping personally led the black horseman, went deep into the border of the Great Wei State, captured a generation of heroes Sean alive, and withdrew to the territory of Qing State like lightning before the Great Wei military had no time to react.

History has long proven that the black horseman's thousand-mile raiding ability is the strongest in the world, and there is no one.

The black cavalry of the Supervision Yuan, famous for its thousand-mile raids, after the system, the most common practice is this kind of situation, and great efforts have been made to maintain the medicinal power of the war horse, and the advance is like wind and fire, and the retreat is like water and clouds, and it disappears on the battlefield in a moment. Rushing forward, the first in the world, retreating, and also the first in the world, how can those fierce Xihu royal court cavalry catch up with this group of bird-like spurs?

The autumn wind on the grassland slapped Fan Xian's face, his eyes narrowed, he glanced at Jing Ge beside him, looked at the silver mask on his face, and couldn't help but smile, if it wasn't for his absolute confidence in his subordinates, how could he dare to take such a risk, go deep into the grassland royal court, in the heart of Xihu, lead out Begonia Shan Yu, and put down the two big bombs.

On the third day of pursuit, the cavalry of the royal court finally found a trace of strangeness, they did not slow down a little, the grassland horses under the seat were extremely tired, but they still could not catch up with the other party, and those who were bold and went deep into the grassland Qingguo people, it seemed that they still had spare strength, it seemed that they could let the horses go away at any time, but forcibly suppressed the speed, seducing the cavalry of the royal court in the rear.

Hearing the return of the big danghu jǐng ti and tiredness, a trace of coldness flashed on Shan Subida's face full of wind and dust, in fact, he was the first person to find the problem, and he could feel that there was something wrong with the group of strange and even magical wild horses in front of him. But although the goshawk of the royal court hovered above, there was no big tribe to intercept it on the grassland of Qingzhou, and there was nothing Shan Yu could do.

The news of the assassination of King Zuo Xian has been confirmed, and Shan Yu knows what he should do the most, once the whole grassland knows the news, he will look at himself or the right king with suspicion, and those sons under the account of King Zuo Xian must have begun to clamor for the revenge of King Xian.

In order to stabilize the status of the royal court, Shan Yu Subida should immediately return at this time, and give an explanation to King Zuoxian, the longer he leaves, the more suspicious King Zuo Xian will be.

Shan Su Bida is naturally not afraid of the revenge of Zuo Xianwang's subordinates, but if he wants to become the real king of the grassland, he must prevent bloody infighting.

It's just that...... Unwilling...... The speed of the horses under the seat slowed down, and he sighed deep in his heart as he looked at the group of wild horses that were moving away in the distance, as if they would never feel tired.

All the royal cavalry stopped, and set their eyes on the great Shan Yu, not knowing what to do next, whether to continue to chase in vain like this, or to go back? They all knew that there seemed to be some chaos on the grassland, but if they went back like this, they were really unwilling to see the people of Qingguo come to the grassland to show off their might.

Of course, Shan Yu Subida was not reconciled, but as the master of the grassland, sometimes he had to suppress the anger in his heart, start from interests, and choose the most correct path, he waved his hand a little gloomily, signaling the royal court cavalry to turn their horses' heads and prepare to return to the royal court, and at this time, extremely angry suddenly rose in his eyes!

Because when the Xihu cavalry stopped the momentum of pursuit, the deserters in front of them actually stopped, and stopped on the shallow meadow, looking back, it seemed to be waiting for them!

What a humiliation this is, Shan Yu gritted his teeth and squinted his eyes, but after a while, he relaxed his facial expression and said indifferently: "Return." ”

............" The other party is not fooled. Jing Ge glanced at Lord Tisi, who was covered in sand, and said, "It seems that I won't chase anymore." ”

Fan Xian spit out the dust in his mouth, frowned, but his mood was a little relaxed, the current situation seemed to be that his deserters were very relaxed, but only those who were being chased could feel the horror of Hu Qi.

These jīng sharp cavalry of the Xihu royal court really put huge pressure on the black cavalry, and in terms of speed alone, these Xihu cavalry are indeed the most powerful in the world, far more powerful than the cavalry of the Great Wei back then. If the royal cavalry can hold on for two more years, wait until the medicinal power of the black horse gradually reverses, I am afraid that Fan Xian will be unlucky.

The reason why Fan Xian has not let the black cavalry run wildly is to put on a look of being a bamboo and a chest, and to hit the confidence of Shan Yu's royal court cavalry, at the moment, this plan seems to have worked, and Fan Xian knows that an ambitious person like Xihu Shan Yu will not be carried away by anger, and only care about chasing himself, regardless of the chaos in the royal court, the grassland riot that King Zuo Xian may cause.

A few miles behind, the royal cavalry gradually regrouped and retreated to the rear, Shan Yu Subida fell at the rear, the light armor of the setting sun shining on his body, and the light light light on his body shè was still so cold.

Fan Xian took a sip, spit out the last bit of sand in his mouth, and said: "Presumably this time I left a very deep impression on him, and he will definitely not dare to fight in the field at will in the future when the grassland fights again." ”

"It's good to be scared off. Jing Ge glanced at him and said, "It's just that the prince has arranged an ambush at Hongshan Pass for more than ten days, but he can't wait for Shan Yu's arrival, I'm afraid that he will be a little disappointed." ”

"Please, this is the master of the grassland. Fan Xian squinted his eyes at the figure standing alone on the meadow in the distance, grinned and said, "Where is it so easy for me to die." ”