The wind howled beside their ears as the entire field was filled with the hysterical cries of the Turks. Lin Wanrong could not hear what they were shouting at all.
The Great Khan held Sarmu's hand as her gaze fell upon the three tribes that were running wildly in the field. She gestured with her slender fingers as she smiled and explained to Sarmu. The Little Khan nodded and waved at the sprinting warriors.
With the arrival of two Khans, the beautiful and wise Great Khan Yujia, who reigned supreme over the grasslands, brandished her golden blade, clearly intending to choose the Khan she would rely on for the rest of her life from the victorious warriors. Faced with such great encouragement and temptation, even the spectating Hu were fired up, their combat ability instantly multiplied, much less the warriors on the field. For this rare chance, they would not regret it even if they had to sacrifice their lives.
Such emotions were quickly transmitted to the sheep-hunting field. From two other directions, the two tribes that set off at the same time as the Yuezhi kicked up clouds of dust as the Hu galloped across the grasslands, kicking up countless leaves and grass.
From afar, their hooves were so fast that they did not even seem to touch the grass. The Turkic warriors kept whipping, their eyes flashing with excitement and savagery as they pushed their horsemanship to the limit, charging towards the sheep-hunting field with all their might.
If the victory in the previous round was effortless and effortless, then the opponents in this round were even more ferocious and desperate, making the situation much more serious. And since the Right King was not participating, this was a god-given opportunity that everyone wanted to win.
Under such circumstances, Lin Wanrong purposely placed Old Gao and Hu Bugui at the front of the team. He wanted to make use of their powerful combat ability and swift speed. They would charge forward and crush their opponents. In terms of individual physique and combat ability, these two were far superior to the Turks.
Sure enough, this change in formation had a miraculous effect. Without a word, Gao Qiu charged at the front and charged into the enemy's formation like a god of death. Without even seeing where the sheep-hunting field was or whose hands it was, he raised his blade and slashed at his opponent's head, as if he was not here to take the sheep-hunting field, but to take their lives.
The two Hu tribes had clearly not expected that the weakest Yuezhi tribe of the grasslands would not even care about the sheep and charge forward to fight them to the death.
The riders of the two tribes charging at the front were almost all the most elite forces of their respective tribes. Their resistance to attacks was also very strong. Unfortunately, they ran into the masked commander of China's internal guards. No matter how strong the Hu were, when it came to close combat, who could be a match for Gao Qiu?!
The riders had just caught the wet body of the sheep in their hands, and before they could even blink, a gust of wind blew past them. It was swept away by Gao Qiu's blunt knife. His head was in a daze.
This sort of brutal and unreasonable way of fighting instantly threw the Hu into disarray.
Taking advantage of the fact that Old Gao was holding the fort and the opponent was caught off guard, Hu Bugui laughed heartily and rushed past like the wind. He bent down and scooped up the wet sheep that had fallen to the ground, then swept forward with a swish.
In the beginning, the weakest Yue clan on the prairie had actually seized the initiative. It was truly shocking.
The two Hu tribes regained their senses. They had been beaten until their hearts were burning with rage, roaring angrily. Bypassing Old Gao who could not be provoked, they urged their horses to chase after Hu Bugui.
The horsemanship of the Turks was unparalleled in the world. Old Hu, with the sheep on his back, saw that the distance between him and the Hu people was getting closer and closer, and was about to catch up. He suddenly let out a loud roar, grabbing the wet sheep with both hands, and threw it out.
The body of the sheep, as if it had eyes, flew straight towards a Yue clan member who was waiting thirty feet in front.
Hu Bugui's throw was not light at all. The Yue clan member stretched out his arms, and with great difficulty caught the wet sheep. With a splat, the sheep's urine, mixed with the smell of the sheep, instantly splashed all over his face.
His mother, it really was green food, the taste was different from the others! Lin Wanrong spat out the water droplets that splashed into his mouth, urging his horse to gallop away.
Now that the sheep had moved, the Turks immediately gave up on chasing Hu Bugui, and turned to surround and attack Lin Wanrong. After galloping for a distance, they had already split into two groups. The Hu with the best horsemanship and horses charged at the front.
The wind howled in their ears, the sound of hooves rumbling behind them. The Hu's horsemanship of man and horse as one had almost reached perfection.
As the distance between them closed inch by inch, the fiery breath of the Turkic horses and the hazy eyes of the Hu people gradually became clearer.
"Give it to me!!!" Hu Bugui shouted in the Turkic language. He had already caught up to Lin Wanrong, his hands outstretched.
He stretched out his hands and shouted. The distance between the two of them was at least thirty feet.
"Hey —" Seeing that his savior had come, Lin Wanrong was overjoyed. With an angry roar, he picked up the sheep and threw it out.
"Pa!" The fat sheep, dripping with water, landed heavily on the grass, stirring up a cloud of dust. The Chinese soldiers were dumbfounded.
General Lin was too weak this time! The body of the sheep had only been thrown out ten feet. If that was all, it would have been fine. But the direction was completely opposite, right under the feet of the pursuing Hu. It was even more accurate than if one had measured it with a ruler. The opposing Hu people could not help but slow down their horses, their eyes filled with disbelief.
The Turks watching the battle were first stunned, then they rocked back and forth, laughing. A small tribe was indeed a small tribe. With such arm strength, how dare they call themselves warriors? How dare they catch a sheep? What an embarrassment to the grasslanders!
Yu Jia and Little Khan, who were watching the battle, could not help but shake their heads in amusement.
A pie falling from the sky?! Looking at the fat sheep that had fallen by the leg of the horse, the pursuing Turks could not believe that this was real.
Fortunately, they were all well-trained elite warriors. After a moment of shock, they reacted quickly. Without slowing down, they picked up the body of the sheep and galloped forward. After a few steps, they felt that something was wrong. They quickly looked up and were instantly shocked out of their wits.
That weak Yue clan member, who couldn't even throw a sheep, had turned his horse sideways at some point and was blocking the way forward. A cold glint flashed in his eyes. Without even looking, the unsharpened blade in his hand slashed down with a cold glint, bringing a gust of wind with it.
The two sides were only a few feet apart. No matter how skilled the Hu warriors were at riding, how could they stop in such a short distance? Just as they were about to collide with the edge of the saber, the leading Turkic elite hurriedly turned his horse around. The Turkic horse reared back and whinnied, its legs kicking forward as it spun around, barely avoiding the edge of the saber, but it was already in a sorry state.
There were five or six Hu at the front, and they were less than an inch away from each other. In this instant, their speed plummeted and their formation fell into chaos. Suddenly, the clansmen of the Yue Clan that were originally scattered like sand had actually spurred their horses to surround them, and they seemed like a pack of hungry wolves. Their eyes shone with a savage light.
"Kill!" Lin Wanrong bellowed. Old Gao and Old Hu's blades flashed with cold light, and the two of them were thrown off their horses. The Yue clan members had formed a circle, and if they weren't chopping off heads, they were chopping off the legs of their horses. They were as vicious as wolves, and their blades did not miss. Blood sprayed in all directions, and in an instant, they had devoured these elites.
With this sudden change, the Hu behind them seemed to wake up from a dream and charged forward, but it was already too late. Those elite warriors had already fallen off their horses. After being slashed by the Yue clan and trampled by the hooves of their horses, there were only a few who could breathe.
What happened next was simple! The remaining Hu of the two tribes were completely unprepared for the Yue tribe's ruthless wolf pack tactics of not hunting sheep and only killing people. With more than half of them dead, they could only watch as Old Gao proudly charged past the finish line, but they were still unable to overcome the wolf pack in front of them.
The situation had reversed. The Yue clan had won!!! For such a weak and small tribe to win two rounds in a row in the Sheep Hunting Conference, this was an amazing victory. Their wolf pack tactics had left a deep impression on everyone. Although the large tribes looked down on them, they had also pointed out a direction for the disadvantaged tribes.
The victor was king!! The Turks, who revered martial prowess, had long since forgotten their previous disdain. They swarmed forward and cheered for this smallest tribe.
The Turkic Great Khan, who was watching the battle, had a faint smile on his face as he softly chatted with Sarmu. From time to time, he would point out a few things, as if explaining the tactics of the Yue clan to the young Khan.
A beautiful Turkic girl, holding an intricately woven flower garland, her face blushing shyly, hesitated for a few moments before gathering her courage and rushing over.
You've come to give me flowers this time, right? Finally, someone appreciates me! Old Gao raised his goat body over his head and proudly puffed out his chest.
The Turkic girl walked over and looked around. After pacing back and forth for a while, she suddenly rushed over like the wind, her face as red as fire. She hung the beautiful flower garland around the neck of the baffled Lin Wanrong.
What was going on? Before he could react, the Turkic girl had already gathered her courage and quickly kissed him on the cheek. After leaving behind a string of crisp Turkic words, she shyly glanced at him a few times before turning around and twisting her waist. She quickly ran away.
Another brave warrior had been chosen!! The surrounding Hu people let out earth-shattering screams and cheers. Applause and laughter filled the grassland!
It can't be! I've already hidden my handsome face and tried very hard to conceal my charm. How can I be chosen like this? As an outstanding man, it's really troublesome! He chuckled and shook his head helplessly.
Gao Qiu was even more dumbfounded. How can I be chosen when I'm so shameless?! Brother Lin's charm really knows no boundaries!!
"This flower garland is not bad. There are as many grasses and flowers!" He patted the flower garland given by the girl. Lin Wanrong laughed. "Big Brother Hu, what did this girl just say? It was too noisy, I didn't hear it clearly! " You wouldn't have heard it if it wasn't noisy!
You wouldn't have heard it if it wasn't noisy! Hu Buhui smiled and said, "This, let's not translate, it's not very easy to express!"
Lin Wanrong was overjoyed and said seriously, "Not very easy to express? I understand, it's just a girl's confession. Tall, handsome, brave and invincible, I love you so much, what's there to be embarrassed about? Just like me, you'll get used to it after hearing it a lot! But then again, I've never heard of a confession in Turkic before. Big Brother Hu, quickly flip through it — — Sigh, it's not as vulgar as you think. Actually, I'm just trying to improve my Turkic language. "
"You really want me to translate it?" Old Hu hesitated for a long time before he finally couldn't hold it in anymore. "This Turkic language is actually quite easy to understand. What she said was — — a weak warrior like you has never been seen before in the grassland. You're very special, so she likes you a lot! “
Old Gao, who was drinking water, choked and spat it out. As it turned out, not all Turkic girls loved heroes, but there were also those who loved black bears!
"What weak?! How am I weak? "Lin Wanrong flew into a rage." Big Brother Hu, tell her that I'm very majestic! Not a single part of me isn't majestic, not a single part of me isn't majestic. Damn it, if you have the guts, ask her to come over and see for herself, I'll scare her to death!! "
Everyone laughed loudly. After winning two rounds in a row, the atmosphere gradually lightened.
"Woo — —" A short bugle horn sounded, and the grassland immediately erupted in a wave of applause and cheers. Looking up, dozens of majestic Turkic horses swept into the grassland like a gust of wind. The riders were well-built and burly, and they controlled their horses as though they were taking a stroll in the park. The snow-white blades swept across the blue sky in unison. It was like a bolt of lightning.
"Tusozo has entered the field!!!" Hu Buhui said in a hushed voice.
Even though he couldn't see Tusozo's face clearly, the Right King of the Turkic Khaganate had fought many battles, so how could his aura be ordinary? The moment his valiant troops charged into the grassland, they were immediately recognized. Thunderous applause and cheers erupted from all around.
Tusozo took the lead and charged at the very front. His precious steed flashed past like a bolt of lightning.
"Neigh — —" With a long and intense neigh, his steed stopped abruptly. Its forelegs rose into the air, and it reared back at a ninety-degree angle with the grassland, neighing incessantly. Tusozo's huge body stuck to the horse's back like a leaf, and he didn't move at all.
When the steed's head was raised to the highest point, Tusozo had a huge bow in his hands.
He threw the horse's back with both hands. With just the strength of his legs attached to the saddle, his body was parallel to the grassland.
"Buzz!" The bowstring sounded, and a meteor arrow streaked across the sky like a bolt of lightning. It shot straight into the clouds.
"Chirp — —" A miserable cry pierced through the clouds, and a wild goose that was flying at high speed in the sky fell straight down like a falling stone. The sharp arrow hit its eyes accurately, and blood flowed slowly along its wings.
The steed stood upright for a moment, and finally calmed down. Tusozo sat on the horse, motionless, and the longbow was hanging on his back. He was so calm that it was as though nothing had happened.
"Good!" This time, even Hu Buhui couldn't help but praise. As expected of the Right King of the Turkic Khaganate, his horse and arrow were clean and precise. The man, horse, and arrow became one in an instant, and it was impeccable.
The Hu people cheered, and their voices boomed. They were impressed by Tusozo's divine skill. Compared to Sarmu's rope-breaking move, this skill of riding a horse and shooting an arrow into the eyes was more than a level higher, and it immediately overshadowed the Little Khan.
As the son of Pijia Khan, the pride of the grassland, he was overshadowed by the Right King. The young Sarmu silently lowered his head, and his eyes were filled with disappointment. Yujia held his hand, gently shook his head, and comforted him softly. No one knew what he said, but his face was filled with a confident smile.
Tusozo could not help but feel proud of his stunning arrow. He proudly spurred his horse, stood at the starting line, and smiled as he waved to the surroundings, instantly attracting the cheers and screams of countless young girls.
The Hu people were indeed a race that grew up on horses. Their horsemanship and archery skills were unparalleled in the world. Lin Wanrong secretly felt lucky. If Tusozo had participated in the previous round, it would have been hard to say who would have won. The Hu people who were fighting Tusozo at the back were in trouble.
The Right King finally entered the field, and the atmosphere was tense and enthusiastic! All the Turks stared at the fat sheep hanging on the wooden frame in the middle of the grassland. This was the time for the most powerful warrior of the grassland to show off his skills.
Tusozo's opponents were already in formation, and looked at him vigilantly, waiting for the competition to begin.
"Great Khan, please cut the rope!" The Turk priest's voice was filled with excitement. Since the Right King was participating in the competition, the one who was qualified to sound the gong for him was, of course, the beautiful Golden Saber Khan.
Yujia smiled and slowly stood up. Just when everyone thought she was going to walk up to the high platform to cut the sheep, she gently stood still and extended her hand. A maid beside her handed her an exquisite bow.
Yujia held the bow in her hand, and lightly pulled the bowstring a few times. A confident smile bloomed on her face.
Little Khan Sarmu stood beside her, his expression extremely nervous, and his hands were trembling.
Old Gao was very anxious, and could not help but shout, "Is Yueya 'er stupid? In terms of archery, how can she compare to Tusozo, who shot through the goose eye with one arrow? Little Khan has already lost for a while. If she loses again, her reputation will really be ruined. "
Hu Bugui felt the same way. Although they were enemies with Yujia, compared to Tusozo, they clearly liked Yueya 'er, who had gone through thick and thin with him.
Yujia slowly raised the bow, and one of her beautiful eyes closed. She focused and aimed at the rope.
Everyone held their breath. At this moment, no one, whether it was the Chinese or the Turks, knew what she was going to do.
Even though Lin Wanrong thought of himself as the smartest person in the world, in front of Yujia, he could not do anything. This beautiful Hu woman had always been an unfathomable figure. What was she going to do?
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