On the night of the full moon, on the summit of the Forbidden City, a sword from the west, flying immortal from the heavens.
Danny wanted to do the same too.
However, while she could use a sword from the west, the centaur khal couldn't do the same.
Furthermore, even with the light of torches and tens of thousands of centaurs spread out, they couldn't see the khal's battle on the arena clearly.
Therefore, the khal's challenge could only be chosen in the morning when there wasn't any poetry or mood.
The centaurs used mud and wooden planks to build a four-meter-tall arena by the Womb Lake overnight.
The fifteen-meter-long square arena was surrounded by green mountains, blue lakes, and lush grasslands. It could be considered a place with excellent fengshui.
Last night, after the old Dosh Kalin prophesied Danny's identity of "riding the steed of the world", she went up to the altar and made two oaths to all the khals, Blood Alliance Guards, and Kasko.
One of the oaths forbade her from wearing Tile Steel Armor, but she could use Tile Steel Swords.
Therefore, Danny, who walked up to the Thunder Arena of Life and Death under the golden-red morning light, was dressed like a centaur.
She wore a Dothraki painted vest that revealed her two round and firm arms, thin and loose olive green silk pants, and leggings that revealed five shell-like fingernails.
There was also an exquisite golden belt on her waist that was filled with the rich aura of a khal, made up of dozens of small golden medals.
There were a dozen silver braids on her head that reached her shoulder blades, and a string of small bells made of gold, silver, copper, and iron swaying with every step.
She held a broadsword that was as tall as her shoulder in each hand.
She was a very valiant centaur female warrior.
"Dong!" The two swords and their scabbards were inserted an inch deep into the mud arena. The centaur girl Danny held the hilt of each sword with one hand and looked down at the khals in the first row of the arena.
"I want to be the khal of khals, who agrees and who disagrees?"
"Ding Ding Dang Dang …" The morning breeze blew, and the delicate little finger sized bell on her braid made a sound.
Her voice was faint, but it somehow reached the ears of the people around her.
The one-eyed old woman with a walking stick said sternly, "Danny Rize will accept the challenge of any khal, Blood Alliance Guard, or Kasko. She will either become the khal of khals that everyone acknowledges, or her blood will spill at the foot of the Mother of Saints."
This was the real way to "ride the steed of the world" was born.
It wasn't that the old woman had predicted that she would be crowned king immediately.
The biggest rule of the centaurs was: The bigger the fist, the harder it was, the more everyone would be convinced.
The Dosh Kalin's prophecy was only a blessing, a recognition of his qualifications.
The steed of the world could only be born from the cruelest slaughter.
There were 26 Khars, 78 Blood Brotherhood Guards, more than 300 Kascos among the 26 Khalasars, and even a normal Roaring Warrior with a braid that reached his waist and more than 10 bells could challenge Dani in the arena.
They won, but they could not become the Khal of the Khal. Danny defeated everyone, and was automatically crowned as the Khal of the Khal. All the centaurs in the sea of grass pledged their loyalty to her.
This was the fastest and most prestigious way to become the Khal of the Khal, but no one had ever succeeded.
There was another method that took more time, which was to swallow all the Khalasars in the sea of grass, and naturally become the only khal.
Unfortunately, the Khalasars could run, such as Old Khal Moso.
When Drogo was still alive, Old Moso had always kept an eye on Drogo's Khalasar, deliberately avoiding it. After Drogo died, Bono became the strongest khal in the plains, and he began to avoid Bono's Khalasar.
"Gogo, you go." Amidst the silence of the khals, the white-haired Khal Moso said to his Blood Alliance Guard.
Gogo was a short and stout centaur in his forties, his brown skin covered with white scars.
"Clang." Danny pulled out the sword on her left with her left hand. The dark red blade reflected a bewitching red light under the sunlight.
The blade was three fingers wide, four feet long (1.2 meters), and the hilt of the blade was the open mouth of a black dragon.
Even though it was made of steel, it weighed twelve pounds, a standard two-handed heavy sword.
But she just stood there, holding the hilt of the sword with one hand easily. She raised the blade and pointed it at the Blood Alliance Guard Gogo who was walking up the stairs step by step.
Gogo was dressed almost the same as Kalixi. Leather sandals, silk pants, a belt strung with bronze medals, a black furry chest open, and a huge Arak scimitar at his waist.
The blade of the scimitar was as wide as a palm. It followed a cruel arc for four feet, and the blade of the scimitar gradually narrowed.
"When I cut off your little head, I will take a golden bell from your braid and tie it to my head."
Gogo cracked a mouthful of black and yellow rotten teeth, and walked towards Danny with a sinister smile.
There seemed to be a red thunderbolt flashing in front of everyone's eyes. When they looked carefully, Kalixi was leisurely taking two steps back, her longsword slowly sheathed. And three steps away from her, Gogo's smile froze. A line of blood flowed down from the top of his bald head, forehead, nose, mouth, lower abdomen …
Gogo was split in two, his innards falling to the ground.
"Crash!" The sound of a warm water bag falling to the ground could be heard.
Following that, a piece of the corpse's blood vessels let out a horrifying 'chi chi' sound.
"Ah!" The centaurs below the stage let out a suppressed cry.
Centaurs were used to seeing life and death, but Gogo was a Blood Alliance Guard, he died too quickly.
"Mosuo, your Blood of My Blood is already dead, why aren't you coming up to accompany him!" Danny shouted.
The old centaur's face paled, then turned red. He did not look at Kalixi's starry eyes, and only gave a signal to his left and right. The remaining two centaurs immediately pulled out their blades and cautiously walked up the wooden platform.
They followed the rules and did not rush up together. The tall and skinny centaur guarded the last step of the platform, and a large middle-aged man with dark red braids of a different race went up first.
With Gogo as an example, the red haired centaur was much more vigilant. His eyes stared at Danny's shoulder without blinking. He slowly approached and then increased the speed of his slash.
The curved blade brought out a snowy white ribbon under the sunlight. "Zeng", Kalixi unsheathed her sword. The blade and sword clashed, letting out a clear buzzing sound.
"Oh Gods!"
This time, the centaurs below the stage reacted even more intensely, as though a bucket of cold water was poured on boiling oil.
They widened their almond-shaped eyes, looking at the place where the blade and sword clashed in disbelief.
The shiny curved blade forged from Kohor steel had a bean-sized dent.
This was nothing, the centaurs also knew the power of Valleglia steel.
But the dark red braids Blood Alliance Guard slashed with both hands, while Kalixi used one hand to block with her milky white greatsword.
She pulled out a milky white greatsword with her right hand. It was also four feet long, but it was wider, close to four fingers. The sword hilt was the mouth of a white dragon head.
Obviously, the white sword was heavier, but she still used one hand to block the violent slash of the Blood Alliance Guard.
What did this mean, all the centaurs present knew.
— — The strength of her one hand was stronger than the opponent's two hands.
But ….
The centaur's almond-shaped eyes widened in doubt, looking back and forth between the dark red braids Blood Alliance Guard and Kalixi … His size was probably three times her size?
"Why are you in a daze?" Danny laughed lightly, her body turning half a circle. The greatsword in her hand was as nimble as a dagger, nimbly bypassing Arak's curved blade. Like a delicate willow leaf, it lightly slid past the centaur's neck ….
"Zeng zeng zeng!" The snowy white sword was dyed red, the headless neck spurted out a two feet high blood mist.
Under the rising sun, the centaurs felt an indescribable poignant beauty.
Without waiting for the eunuch to come up and collect the corpse, the tall and thin man standing on the steps, with his eyes bloodshot, roared, and like a crazy demon, the machete in his hand slashed out a silver net of knives, covering Dani's head.
Finally, the Blood Alliance Guard who used all his strength was not instantly killed.
The two of them clashed for seven to eight rounds. While the tall and skinny centaur was panting heavily due to the accumulation of lactic acid in his muscles, Danny used a steady speed to slash through his net of blades, and also slashed open his chest.
Below the stage, Old Mo Suo's face was pale, his expression panicked.
Since the Blood Alliance Guard had died, it was time for him to take the stage — — Actually, the truly brave Kaos would be the first to go up, and after he died, the Blood Alliance Guard would come out to avenge him.
"You, used magic!"
The muscles on his cheeks trembled, his voice was dry, as though he had swallowed ash in his throat.
"Coward!" Rakarlo mocked loudly.
"Coward!" Ah Ge and Qiao Ge also shouted.
"A woman can't have such strength!" Old Mo Suo's face was distorted as he roared.
"Strength isn't magic, magic can't increase strength, everyone knows that." The one-eyed old woman said coldly.
"Everyone knows!" The Dosh Carlin shouted together.
"Everyone knows!" All the centaurs shouted together.
Old Mo Suo's lips trembled as he turned to look at Bono for help.
"Everyone knows," Bono said coldly.
Old Mo Suo's face alternated between green, red, white, and yellow, like a lighted lantern.
"If you're not the second to go up, you're my grandson!" The old centaur glared at Bono and said this before climbing up the stage with his blade. Then, with just one move, Danny knocked the curved blade out of his hand, breaking it in two like a wooden stake.
Old Mo Suo didn't die completely. He dragged his bloody intestines and crawled to the side of the stage, shouting, "Bono, come up!"
Bono closed his eyes and pretended to be dead. Old Mo Suo screamed wildly, dying with his eyes open.
The eunuchs began to collect the corpse, burying it in the yellow soil to cover the bloodstains.
Danny raised her white sword and gently blew off the blood on the blade. She looked up at the khans and said indifferently, "Who else?"
The khans frowned, but no one answered.
"Khal of Khal!" Rakarlo raised his curved blade and shouted.
"Kalixi, Khal of Khal!" Kui Luo and the rest led the five hundred centaurs to shout together.
Below the stage, the khans' expressions were ugly. They were all eager to give it a try, but they also looked at the people around them.
Everyone stared at each other with angry almond eyes, looking at each other awkwardly.
Bono sighed and whispered a few words to the red-eyed centaurs behind him.
Immediately, fifteen centaurs walked out and shouted at Danny, "I'll challenge you."
Danny frowned. "Who are you?"
A middle-aged centaur in his forties stepped out and said, "We're the sons of Khal Mo Suo!"
"Okay."
Danny nodded. She pulled out the other red sword, one in each hand, and pointed at the sons of Mo Suo. "My time is precious. Come up two at a time!"
"Ah! Did I hear wrong? She wants to fight two at once? "
"Too arrogant, a woman …"
"Even Khal Drogo didn't dare to be so arrogant."
"She's courting death. Does she think she's invincible just because she defeated that old thing Mo Suo?"
The centaurs discussed animatedly. Their expressions were furious and filled with righteous indignation, as though Danny's actions had insulted all of them.
But the result was just so cruel. Mo Suo's sons were like wheat in a field, their lives reaped by a whirlwind of blades.
In the last round, that woman even took on three at once, killing one with each step. After three steps, there were six pieces of corpses on the ground.
The stage was covered in blood, and the throats of those below were dry.
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