The recruit Chen Xiaochu fell from the stake, got up by himself, and trembled to climb the stake with his hands, trying to climb up again.

"Xiao Chu, are you crazy? Forget it, take a break. You're going to hurt your muscles and bones if you do it like this!" Xu Bazhi, a good friend of Chen Xiaochu from the same village, jumped down from the stake and helped Chen Xiaochu up.

"No, eighth child, you let me go and let me go up, it's a brother, you leave me alone. I must be a dragon scale horse cavalry! I can't let the brute dog snatch the dragon scale horse away. "The village where Chen Xiaochu and Xu Bazhi are located was slaughtered by the Jinwu barbarians, and Chen Xiaochu and Xu Bazhi escaped because they were outside. After the village was slaughtered, the two became homeless. Exiled to Chiyangwei to prepare to join the army, but was fooled by Du Feng to Black Bear Castle.

Originally, the two of them thought that they could only nest in Black Bear Fort as a farmer in this life, but they didn't expect that the third son of Black Bear Fort was ambitious, and when he was organizing the militia group, the two of them took the initiative to sign up and became two recruits under Yang Wancai.

How could Xu Bazhi not know what Chen Xiaochu was thinking? Therefore, he let go of his good brother's hand and silently jumped on the stake: "Xiao Chu! When I came out of Huaishu Village, I told you, there are only the two of us left in Huaishu Village, whatever you want to do, brother will accompany you, you will go crazy, brother will follow you crazy! You hold on! Like a man!"

Chen Xiaochu stood up with difficulty, a bright red bloodshot flowed from the corner of his mouth, he fell down just now, and the corner of his mouth rubbed a small hole, Chen Xiaochu wiped it with his hand indifferently, and instead of wiping the blood marks clean, he wiped the blood all over his face. A smile appeared on the face, mixed with the bloodstains, and combined into an eerie picture. For a while, he forgot the pain in his body, slowly climbed up the stump, and stood up on the stump again with trembling.

Yang Wancai watched all this from afar, clenched his fist heavily and smashed the wooden stake on the side, bang!

Yang Wancai's side trained hard every day, and Temur's side was not idle, and the daily cavalry and archery training time was very long, and the cavalry and archery cooperation between each cavalry and the dragon scale horse became more and more exquisite.

A goshawk hovers in the sky, and its prey is a gray rabbit bred by a farmer in Fort Black Bear. Although there is no shortage of food in the mountains and forests, the herds of domestic animals and poultry raised here in the Black Bear Fort are more readily available than the cunning prey in the mountains.

Temur had also seen this goshawk a long time ago, but the goshawk was a few hundred meters above the high school, and even the strongest longbow of the black bear tribe could not shoot it down. Temur rode his dragon-scale horse and jogged in the clearing.

The goshawk chose its target, and its circle became smaller and smaller, and then suddenly a dive, its body swooping like an arrow into the earth.

"Chirp!"

The goshawk let out a high-pitched chirp.

When the gray rabbits heard the voice of the goshawk, not only did they not run away, but they fell on the ground and shivered. They were completely frightened by the goshawks.

Temur patted the dragon-scaled horse's head lightly: "Brother prey is here!"

The dragonscale horse had already made contact with Temur, and began to run obediently. The dragon scale horse is much stronger than the average war horse, and the speed of such a start is several times faster than that of an ordinary war horse. In just one breath, the speed of the dragon-scaled horse was like the wind.

Sou!

Temur only felt the wind getting stronger and stronger in his ears, and only the whirring of the wind was heard in both ears.

As a good hunter, Temur was naturally not affected by the wind, and he skillfully drew an arrow from the quiver, put it on the longbow, and with a strong pull, the longbow had already turned into a full moon, and it seemed that he had not aimed at all, and he had already released the arrow in his hand.

"Whoosh!"

The arrow pierced through the air, making a pleasant sound of breaking through the air.

The speed of the arrow was so fast that it only left an afterimage in the sky, and it was impossible to see the arrow clearly.

The next moment, the goshawk that was bound to win had already fallen headlong, and landed right next to the frightened little gray rabbit, not completely dead, his body was constantly convulsing in pain, and an arrow was stuck in the back of the goshawk, and the arrow shot the goshawk through. You can see how amazing the power of this arrow is. Blood kept oozing from the arrow's open wounds.

The owner of the gray rabbit hurried out: "Damn, the goshawk is here again!"

When he came out, he found the goshawk that had been pierced by the arrow, and the little gray rabbit who was frightened.

Temur rode over on the dragonscale horse, and from the dragonscale horse he made a very dashing sideways, one hand climbing the back of the dragonscale horse, and the other hand copying the prey in his hand.

The owner of the gray rabbit looked at Temur in a daze, Temur smiled, pulled out the arrow, and then stuffed the goshawk into the hand of the gray rabbit owner: "This goshawk should have made you lose a lot, it's yours!"

Before the gray rabbit owner could react, Temur had already patted his horse away.

"Why are you there?, is the goshawk here again?" said the gray rabbit's owner's wife.

"That, that, Captain Yang is afraid that he won't be able to win against the barbarians this time. ”

Du Xuan also pays attention to the training situation in the training ground every day, but he does not worry about winning or losing. Everything is under his control. What he had a headache now was his own cultivation. Visualizing every day and constantly cleansing his body with his righteous qi can indeed make continuous progress, but this progress is too slow. His heroic righteousness is now only between a talent and a bachelor. The attack on the Warlock Demon may not be weaker than that of the Bachelor, but when it comes to those powerful Warlocks, even the slightest difference is enough to be fatal.

This feeling made Du Xuan very anxious. He is not a serious Confucian and Taoist person. Thinking that his origin, Confucianism and Taoism people would not give Confucianism and Taoism classics to a martial artist's descendants for reference. Naturally, there is no opportunity to receive the baptism of authentic Confucianism and Taoism.

"Young master, the eldest young master sent someone to bring you some things. The eldest young master had just won a great victory at the Thousand Households of Shiqiao, annihilating the 50,000 army of the rebel general Yao Zhengyin. This is a letter to you. Du Feng handed the letter in his hand to Du Xuan.

"What about the messenger?" asked Du Xuan.

"They came directly from the Ishibashi Senhe, and I have arranged for someone to entertain them. Du Feng said. The person who delivered the letter came all the way over, trekking all the way, unkempt, and naturally couldn't come over to see the young master immediately.

Du Xuan nodded: "You are so entertaining." ”

When he opened the letter, the handwriting was very sloppy, which was very in line with the character of the eldest brother Du Rong, who liked martial arts and evil writing since he was a child, so he naturally couldn't expect him to be able to write a handsome handwriting. It's okay to know Braille and scribble, and it's not a big deal.

The content of the letter is very simple, which means that I have won the battle and sent you something. By the way, he also told Du Xuan that he had collected tens of thousands of people at once, and he didn't have so much food in his hands to feed so many people. Knowing that Du Xuan is reclaiming the land in Black Bear Castle, he needs manpower, how much he wants, just ask.