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Chapter 500

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If I win the cavalry charge, I'll touch Miss Ninian's butt.

Lan Ling's voice was so loud that it reverberated throughout the entire battlefield.

"Good, good, good …"

Instantly, there were countless cheers.

The chief's daughter, the famous flower of the Chimera tribe. She was usually high and mighty, but now, someone was touching her butt in public. Just thinking about it was exciting.

Even the people of the Chimera Tribe felt extremely excited and fiery.

But …

After Chief Constantine heard Lan Ling's words, his expression changed completely, and a murderous look appeared in his eyes.

If it was the chief of the Wildhorse tribe, he might have agreed. That was because many chiefs in the Wild World were very boorish and unrestrained. It was fine if their daughter's butt was touched, but they would not lose a piece of flesh.

But Constantine was different.

He was very possessive, not only toward his wife, but also toward his daughter.

Moreover, his daughter's butt was touched in public. How embarrassing would that be?

Was it easy for him to make his daughter the flower of the tribe?

He had spent a lot of effort to make Ninian famous and make countless young men fall head over heels for her. That would bring him great benefits.

However, after Lan Ling touched her butt, Ninian's value would be greatly reduced.

Hence, he was furious at Lan Ling's request!

A smart person would definitely not provoke Constantine. That would be courting death.

However, a very smart person would provoke Constantine even more. That was because he wanted to kill Lan Ling at all times. If he defeated him, the situation might change.

However, the first to jump out was not Constantine, but Ninian's three escorts.

The second leader of the foreign troops, Du Yan.

The leader of the Chimera tribe's cavalry, Yang Gu. The leader of the tribe's griffin riders, Qiu Ju.

Du Yan pulled out his sword by half an inch and shouted, "How dare you, Lan Ling. How dare you defile Miss Ninian. Do you think I don't dare to kill you?"

Yang Gu pulled out his sword and said coldly, "Despicable foreign dog, how dare you insult Miss Ninian. Let me chop off your dog head."

Qiu Ju was even more direct. He said to Lan Ling, "Break one of your arms and pay the price for what you said."

Lan Ling ignored Yang Gu and Qiu Ju. He only targeted Du Yan and sneered, "Du Yan, you're really siding with an outsider."

The brothers of the foreign army were also very uncomfortable. Du Yan was too biased. He actually wanted to kill his own brothers of the foreign army for a woman.

Lan Ling continued with a smile, "If I'm not mistaken, Chief Constantine was about to order our foreign cavalry to take part in the charging duel. We are risking our lives to protect the glory of our tribe. Are the lives of a hundred cavalrymen not as valuable as Miss Ninian's butt? What's more, I only said to touch it! "

How could the lives of a hundred people be less valuable than Miss Ninian's butt?

This sentence was really enlightening!

Lan Ling sneered and said, "Du Yan, tell me, is the lives of a hundred foreign soldiers more valuable? Or is Miss Ninian's butt more valuable? "

Du Yan was about to explode from anger!

Lan Ling, this scheming b * tch, was constantly framing him. He could not answer this question at all.

"Du Yan, Qiu Ju, Yang Gu!" Lan Ling called out names one by one. "I don't care who among the three of you are, as long as you think that Miss Ninian's butt is more respectable and want to protect her butt, then please lead a hundred cavalrymen to battle and participate in the second duel!"

This time, Lan Ling called out all of them one by one.

Ninian was really gritting her teeth now. She and her father had worked hard for a few years to get the reputation of being the beauty of the tribe and the so-called number one beauty.

She was usually unreachable, pretending to be innocent and romantic as she wandered around a few men, making them fall head over heels for her.

But today, Lan Ling touched her butt left and right, completely ruining her reputation.

Lan Ling was taking revenge. Yesterday, Constantine deliberately wanted to link Lan Ling with the nickname of selling butts, so that he could not clear his name even if he jumped into the sea.

So today, Lan Ling would pay back a tooth for a tooth.

At this moment, Ninian really hated Lan Ling to the core. She had never hated someone so much before.

He tore off her goddess veil in front of countless people.

However, immediately after, she was attracted by Lan Ling's words. Du Yan, Yang Gu, Qiu Ju, the three of you dare to protect Miss Ninian's dignity?

Lan Ling laughed and said, "Three chiefs, you are the most outstanding youths in the tribe. Now is your chance to shine. In order to protect the lover of your dreams, in order to protect her butt, you will lead your troops to battle! "

When he said this, Constantine's heart skipped a beat. He felt that Lan Ling was playing a trick. He did not want to participate in the cavalry charge duel, but he could not refuse directly, so he was trying to goad them into action and divert the trouble.

This way, he definitely could not let Lan Ling get what he wanted.

Everyone knew that they would definitely lose in a cavalry charge duel with the Wildhorse tribe. Because no matter how powerful you were, you could not control 100 warhorses. As long as one horse went out of bounds, you would lose.

And if you lost, all 100 people would be beheaded.

This was the bloody cavalry charge duel. The winner lived and the loser died. It did not matter if it was one person or 100 people.

These three youths were all outstanding and important. They could not die in vain.

But Ninian did not think so. Of course, she felt that her reputation and butt were more important than the lives of 100 people.

These three people said that they loved her and were willing to give up everything for her, even their lives.

Now was her chance to shine.

Instantly, Ninian's gaze swept over Du Yan.

Du Yan's face twitched and he lowered his head. He was determined to get Ninian, but he valued his own life more.

Ninian shifted her gaze to Yang Gu!

The leader of the tribe's cavalry, Yang Gu, gritted his teeth and was about to rush out to fight.

But very quickly, his father pulled him from behind and said coldly, "Don't be stupid. If you die, Ninian will be taken advantage of by others. She will be f * cked again and again."

Yang Gu trembled. He felt that this was the truth, so he lowered his head and retreated.

Ninian looked at the last person, the leader of the Gryphon Cavalry, Qiu Ju. Qiu Ju's gaze was fixed on Lan Ling, as if he wanted to tear him into pieces. He did not meet Ninian's gaze.

Instantly, she was extremely disappointed.

It was all fake. What love? It was all fake.

For her reputation, for her butt, he did not even dare to die. How could he love her?

She was extremely angry. She felt that she had been abandoned by the whole world. It even overshadowed her hatred for Lan Ling!

She had been in the palm of everyone's hand since she was young. She could do whatever she wanted. Naturally, she felt that men should be willing to sacrifice anything for her, even their own lives.

Once a woman was angry, she would lose her rationality. Instantly, she shouted, "Alright, Lan Ling, I promise you! If you win, I'll let you touch my butt, and I'll even let you kiss me. "

Once she said that, Constantine and Du Yan's expressions changed!

But words were like water that had been spilled. They could not be taken back.

Lan Ling laughed. "Miss Ninian, I only like to bite, not kiss!"

Once he said that, everyone laughed even louder!

They liked this pretty boy. He was wild and brave enough to tease the chief's daughter in front of so many people.

"Then I will let you bite me …" Ninian said angrily.

"Alright, it's a deal then!" Lan Ling laughed.

Instantly, the situation had already been decided, and there was no way to change it!

Constantine's face twitched!

In his opinion, this was Lan Ling's counterattack before her death. She clearly knew that he would definitely die if he participated in the cavalry charge, so she still wanted to bite him hard, tarnish Ninian's reputation, and drive a wedge between her and Du Yan and the other two.

It was like a snake's bite penetrating deep into the wood.

Lan Ling, this thief, was a poisonous snake.



Lan Ling said to the foreign centurion, Lei Tong, "Brother, do you blame me?"

Lei Tong laughed and said, "Blame you? How is that possible! Even if you did not take the initiative to fight, the chief would definitely let us fight. Since we are going to die, we might as well fight and die a glorious death. And before we die, we can tease the chief's daughter. It's worth it! "

It was not just Lei Tong. Everyone in the foreign cavalry thought the same way.

They did not have any hope for this battle. They felt that they would die for sure!

But they did not blame Lan Ling. The centurion was right. Even if Lan Ling did not take the initiative to fight, the chief would send them to their deaths. Who asked them to be lowly foreign troops? They were outsiders.

With grief, indignation, and despair, Lan Ling and Lei Tong took the lead to mount their horses. A hundred foreign cavalrymen got on their horses.

Then, the cavalrymen left the formation and headed for the battlefield in the middle.

All the foreign brothers placed their fists on their chests to express their last respect.

This scene was filled with the solemn and stirring feeling of a hero leaving, never to return.

In everyone's opinion, the one hundred cavalrymen led by Lan Ling were dead for sure.

Lan Ling came in front of his uncle, Suo Mo, and gave him a determined look.

Suo Mo nodded and gave him a trusting look!

When Lan Ling took the initiative to fight, Suo Mo did not stop him because he now completely believed that Lan Ling was confident in everything he did. He had his own goals and would definitely not rashly send a hundred brothers to their deaths.

Lan Ling led the one hundred cavalrymen out of the camp and began to line up neatly.

At this moment, the line in the middle of the battlefield had been drawn with lime.

It was a neat rectangle that was three thousand meters long and thirty meters wide.

The one hundred cavalrymen of the Wildhorse Tribe were also ready and began to line up!

The difference between the two cavalrymen could be seen at a glance!

Every warhorse of the Wildhorse Tribe was tall, majestic, and incomparably handsome. Every strand of hair was shiny. It was obvious that they had eaten well and were full of strength. Moreover, the movements of the one hundred cavalrymen were completely uniform. Even the color of the warhorses was the same.

Without a doubt, this was the trump card of the Wildhorse Tribe.

As for the warhorses of the one hundred cavalrymen led by Lan Ling, they were thin, dry, and of different heights. The horse hair on their bodies was very long, mixed, and dry.

The foreign soldiers were second-class citizens of the Chimera tribe. It was difficult for them to even eat their fill.

It was the same for the warhorses of the foreign army. It was not easy to gather a hundred cavalrymen with great difficulty, and it was already very difficult to feed a hundred warhorses.

Every day, the brothers would go up the mountain to cut alfalfa so that the warhorses could eat their fill. However, other than eating grass, the warhorses also needed to eat food and eggs.

In terms of food, the foreign army could still live frugally, but eggs were completely out of the question.

Moreover, even if it was food, it was impossible for the warhorses to eat too much. This was because their food was too big. No matter how frugally they ate, they would not be able to satisfy them.

Therefore, their warhorses were thin and dry.

The difference between the two sides was so great that the one hundred cavalrymen led by Lan Ling would die without a doubt!

After lining up, Lan Ling said to Constantine, "Chief, I'm leading the army to battle."

Constantine's expression was cold. He waved his hand and did not even bother to be perfunctory.

Before Lan Ling left, he shouted at Du Yan, "Du Yan, you coward!"

Then, in front of everyone, he raised his middle finger at Du Yan.

This sentence dealt a huge blow to Du Yan's prestige.

In the Savage World, it was fine to be defeated, but it would be shameful if one did not dare to fight.

Du Yan's image in the hearts of the foreign army brothers had greatly declined because he did not dare to fight.

Du Yan was about to explode from anger. He really wanted to tear Lan Ling to pieces. This bastard, this bastard, he did not forget to verbally attack him at all times.

However, he would not bother with a dead man, a stupid and ignorant dead man.

But even if Lan Ling was dead, he would still want to whip his corpse.

… …

The two cavalrymen entered the dueling field!

The limestone line was drawn into a rectangle, three thousand meters long and thirty meters wide.

Lan Ling led a hundred foreign cavalrymen to the left of the rectangle. Lan Ling and Lei Tong were at the front, and the one hundred cavalrymen behind them were divided into ten rows, with ten riders in each row.

The hundred elite cavalrymen of the Wildhorse tribe were on the right of the rectangle. The two cavalry leaders were also at the front, and the one hundred cavalrymen behind them were also divided into ten rows, with ten riders in each row.

After the arrangement was completed, the distance between the two armies was only two thousand meters. Once they began to charge, the distance of each cavalry would be one thousand meters.

The atmosphere on both sides was different.

The one hundred cavalrymen on Lan Ling's side were filled with solemnity and determination to die. But their warhorses were filled with unease and were neighing.

As for the cavalry of the Wildhorse tribe, they were filled with pride and indifference. This was no longer the determination to win, but a complete disregard for their opponent.

This was like the Brazilian team meeting the China team on the football field.

In their eyes, this was just another massacre.

The nearly twenty thousand soldiers in the field only had one opinion, and that was that the one hundred cavalrymen led by Lan Ling would die without a doubt.

The only suspense was how long they could last!

"Three minutes, I bet that the pretty boy's side will last for three minutes and lose. Place your bets, place your bets."

"Four minutes, because the warhorses of this miscellaneous army are too lousy. It took them three minutes to run a thousand meters."

"I bet two minutes, because in less than two minutes, the warhorses of this miscellaneous army will be scared shitless and run away!"



"Dang!"

The bell was rung!

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The two cavalrymen charged fiercely and accelerated!

The cavalrymen of the Wildhorse tribe were like arrows that had left the bow, getting faster and faster. In the process of galloping, the formation became a sharp knife.

As for Lan Ling's side, they had only accelerated less than three hundred meters when the one hundred cavalrymen began to scatter. They could only try their best not to go out of the boundary. As for the formation, there was no need to hope for it.

The combat quality of the two cavalrymen was too different.

The speed of the Wildhorse tribe was too much faster. And the one hundred cavalrymen seemed to only have one voice.

The cavalry on Lan Ling's side was slow, and the sound of their hooves was scattered.

But no matter what, the two cavalrymen were constantly approaching, approaching …

The cavalry of the Wildhorse tribe was like a sharp knife, incomparably sharp and unstoppable.

Lan Ling's hundred cavalrymen huddled together and no matter how one looked at it, it looked like a mess.

After running only six hundred meters, the horses on Lan Ling's side began to slow down.

And the cavalry of the Wildhorse tribe was still accelerating, faster and faster, faster and faster. The way they looked at Lan Ling's cavalry was no longer with contempt, but with pity.

It was like the Brazilian team meeting the China team. At the end of the game, they were too embarrassed to score. The opponent was too weak, and they were not even interested in slaughtering.

However, the cavalry of the Wildhorse tribe would not be merciful. They would definitely offer the craziest and cruelest slaughter.

The two cavalrymen were getting closer and closer.

Nearly twenty thousand people held their breaths, watching the arrival of the slaughter.

Three hundred meters …

Two hundred meters …

One hundred meters …

Fifty meters …

Thirty meters …

Twenty meters …

Ten meters …

Then, it was like a sharp knife piercing butter!

It was like a comet hitting the earth.

The time for the slaughter had arrived. The inferior cavalry on Lan Ling's side would definitely die!

"Kill, kill, kill …" The leader of the Wildhorse tribe waved his saber and let out a shocking roar.

Then, the two cavalrymen fiercely collided.

The slaughter was about to begin!

However, at this moment, Lan Ling suddenly let out a roar, a roar.

"Ao …"

It was like a dragon's roar, like a devil's roar!

Suddenly, it was as if a storm had swept past, as if thunder had blown past.

Then, a scene that shocked the entire audience and made countless people's bodies numb and eyes pop out appeared!

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