Chapter 45 Section ten

The Ninth King of Qingyang, Elu Pasur, looked from the city wall, and in his field of vision, three thousand slave children of Muli were going out of the city.Under the towering black city of Beidu, 3,000 people didn't seem like a lot.Snow began to fall in the sky, and they gradually moved away, as if they were going to be swallowed up by this vast and fine snow.Nine Kings squinted his eyes and looked at the front of the team. The thin old man was carrying the banner of the saber-toothed leopard on his shoulders. Behind the Nine Kings, under the city wall, 16,000 elite tiger and leopard riders stood silently on standby. Each of them wore fine iron armor trimmed with fur. Shen Jun, who was selected as a war horse, realized that the battle was coming, and his iron hooves pawed the ground slowly and vigorously, restraining his desire to charge.

A black-clothed scout rushed to the city: "The Great Khan, Mu Li led a team of 3,000 slaves out of the city." "I can see it." The Nine Kings said lightly, "Where's Bu Huaca? Where's Mu Haiyang? Bach? And the cavalry from the three major families?" "Buhuasa's thousand ghost bows have also left the city from the south gate, but no one has seen Buhuasa. We dare not follow the ghost bows. We have lost their whereabouts after they left the city, but judging from the route, They will take a roundabout route and finally join Muli's army."

"No one on the grassland can follow the ghost bow, just like no one can follow the eagle." Jiu Wang nodded. "General Bach's 10,000 cavalry are preparing for battle. General Mu Haiyang's 10,000 cavalry are approaching the north gate, and they should also leave the city. The cavalry of several major families has not moved yet." "The masters of Heludin, Tokele and Wochijin families will not obey the command of an old slave? Even if that old slave is equipped with the sword of Guoleer Pasur." The Nine Kings smiled coldly . A fast horse galloped to the city wall like lightning, and another warrior stepped onto the stage.The black-clothed scout to which the Nine Kings belonged stood up and quietly hid behind the guarding warriors.The new samurai had a dark face, wore a simple cowhide armor, a pair of big feet were wrapped in deerskin, and there was an iron ring on his nostril.The iron ring is the slave's mark, and the master will engrave his name on the iron ring.The hoop was more than half a circle, without a seal, and was worn on the nose of the slave when he was a child. After the slave grew up, the hoop grew together with the flesh.In this way, the escaped slave had to tear off half of his nose and remove the iron ring to get rid of his master's name forever. Even so, the nick on the nose wing would forever mark his slave's identity.

The slave warrior knelt in front of the Nine Kings and kissed the ground: "Honorable Great Khan, I am General Muli's subordinate. General Muli has detected the news that the main force in the northern part of Shuo is approaching. We will start a war with Shuobei on the bank of Tainale River. General Mu Li asked the elite tiger and leopard cavalry under the Great Khan to attack from the flanks." "Look at your back. I have prepared 16,000 tiger and leopard cavalry warriors for General Muli. When you fight the wolf master, we will attack their flanks. No army on the grassland can stop the tiger and leopard Please charge with all your strength, General Mu Li, please rest assured." Jiu Wang said slowly.

The slave warrior glanced back at the city, the Nine Kings suddenly raised their fingers to the sky, and 16,000 tiger and leopard knights pulled out the heavy swords on their saddles at the same time, and roared at the sky, while 16,000 war horses raised their heads and neighed, a huge The sound waves seem to shake the faintly falling snowflakes in the air.In front of such an army, it seems that the solid city wall under their feet will be torn apart like paper. The iron-toothed warrior who was the leader holding the flag waved the big flag violently, and slammed the flagpole heavily on the ground. Almost at the same moment, the warriors stopped roaring and pulled the reins tightly to control their horses.The sound subsided, but the people present seemed to have just escaped from the thunder and lightning rain clouds, their ears were buzzing, and they could not hear other sounds for a long time.

"Understood! I will repay General Mu Li like this!" The slave warrior kissed the ground again, got up and went down the city, jumped on his horse and galloped away. The black-clothed scouts flashed out from behind the guards of the Nine Kings, and approached the Nine Kings' ears: "The Great Khan is more respected than the masters of the three major families, and we don't need to obey the orders of these slaves..." "No, in the northern capital, if there is one person who can command my army, that person is undoubtedly Mu Li." The Nine Kings waved and interrupted the scouts, "The majesty is also waiting for the news of the victory, he is looking forward to us Fully cooperate with Mu Li's attack."

He was silent for a while, then smiled lightly: "Besides, why bother to be stingy with a kind face for a dying person?" The scout was taken aback for a moment, but the Nine Kings ignored him, and waved to the iron-toothed warriors holding the flags below the city, ordering the army to move out.Under his feet, hundreds of sabre-toothed leopard flags passed by like clouds, and iron hooves roared.The Nine Kings looked at the back of the small army in the distance, and hummed a song in a low voice. Only the black-clothed scout was the closest to the Nine Kings, and could clearly hear the melodious elegy, the lyrics of which had been slightly changed.

"Look, every morning I hear The Song of Gurqin Sung by the Nightingale It mourns the death of the slave named Muli For him, there is no remembrance, only sorrow These days, no one laughs These days, there is no peace in the world because of war These years, did you let me see a rosy face? These days, how can there be time to appreciate roses? " At this moment, Buhuala was galloping in the snow. He lowered his body and almost lay on the saddle, so as to reduce the wind's resistance to him.He touched the side of the horse's belly, and his hands were covered with cold sweat, which quickly froze into ice balls.

He regretted his rashness.He should have carried out Mu Li's order completely, just scouting and luring the army in the north of Shuo, but he couldn't control his curiosity, and left the horse to spy on Erhan and his son. If he was still on the back of the black steed, Wolves would not be allowed to approach silently.He is too conceited. Ever since he held his father's bow, he has believed from the bottom of his heart that he is a rebellious eagle in the grassland sky, and no one can hunt him down, even Meng Lehuo'er Uerhan. Chi Lang's speed was beyond his expectation.He knew that wolves could also explode at frightening speed when chasing their prey, but it still couldn't compare with the best horses on the grasslands.But now his horse was at its limit, and the terrible breath of galloping wolf was in the back of his head.It wasn't the stench that wolves often had, but the disgusting smell of blood. It was no stranger to this smell, and it always permeated the battlefield where corpses were strewn across the field.

The food of these wolves is people! Buhuala has no doubts about what Muli said, these wolves came back from the north with the herdsmen along the road as supplies! The black steed drew a huge arc on the snow, but it was completely useless to the galloping wolves. The heavy body did not make the galloping wolves clumsy. The galloping wolves turned quickly and followed closely. Those sharp fangs were only a distance away from the horse's tail. It may be as far as ten feet away, and perhaps a galloping wolf will be able to insert its sharp claws into the horse's chest and pull out its heart once it gallops vigorously.

Ahead is the frozen Tanale River, and on the other side of the river, Muli's army will be arrayed there, but they are not too aggressive but they have no confidence that their horses can support them there.He didn't dare to look back, but he had a premonition that the galloping wolves still had strength, they would not allow the prey to run across the river, and when the horses had to move slowly on the slippery ice, the galloping wolves had the perfect chance to hunt. He stretched out his hand and fumbled for the arrow feathers on his back.He shoots arrows very fast, but he still needs to aim, and he can't turn around to aim at such high speeds. "Hachar." He held the black horse's long mane tightly, and whispered its name to give it courage.This horse has been running crazy. He has raised this horse since he was a child, and he has never seen it run so fast. If it weren't for this speed, the galloping wolves would have enjoyed their fresh flesh and blood. He has seen the frozen river!He stared fixedly ahead, thinking quickly what he should do, maybe he could run along the river bank without stepping on the ice, so that Muli on the opposite side could send someone to rescue him. His pupils suddenly enlarged!In the fine snow ahead, a huge, white wolf!It rushed in obliquely to stop the breezy way, stopped abruptly, shook its whole body, the snow on its body flew away, and its crystal white hair seemed to stand on end.It scraped the snow with its sharp claws, let out a low and long howl, and rushed straight towards the bland horse's head. Turning around in no time, he saw only two galloping wolves behind him. He was surrounded by these brutes.He is the best hunter on the grassland, and he is familiar with the character of wolves. These bloodthirsty animals are sometimes surprisingly clever, and they will divide into several teams to drive the antelope herd to the bottom of the cliff to besiege and kill.But Huala has never been the prey of wolves. He never imagined that when he was leading the wolf in a huge arc and running in the snow, one of them had quietly left the team and took a straight route, blocking the path of his own wolf. in front of. "If you are only three hundred steps away from any white wolf, it will be very difficult for you to escape." Mu Li's words will soon be fulfilled. At this time, the Chi Lang in front is fifty steps away from him, and the one behind is less than ten steps away.He's a shooter, and he's in exactly the shooter's Jedi right now.What Fuhuasa is used to is to kill the enemy with a hundred steps in the air and then retreat, but if he is caught in the crowd, no matter how fast he fires, it is better than a samurai with a sword coming up and slashing.Each of these galloping wolves is better than several elite sword-wielding warriors, and the sharp claws they wield are far more terrifying than iron knives. He was about to die, and when he died, there were forty-seven arrows behind him that had not been fired. In an instant, the father's voice reappeared in the innocent ears after more than ten years.My father taught me a lot, and it is impossible to remember every one of them clearly, but the sentence that had been forgotten for a long time suddenly became ten times and a hundred times clearer. "What should I do if the ghost bow falls into the crowd?" Buhuala asked this question when he was twelve years old. At this time, he was already able to shoot down wild geese at a distance of a hundred steps. The father silently held the unadorned hand, and tightly squeezed his small hand on the bow, so that he had to hold the back of the bow tightly. "Archery, boy! Don't stop archery!" These eight words were all my father's answers. He clenched his bow tightly without any fuss.yes!That's it!He still has a bow in his hand and an arrow behind his back, a ghost bow can't die like this!Even in Jedi, he can still shoot arrows! "Hachar!" He slapped the horse's neck violently. The black steed understood what he meant, and slammed into the galloping wolf in front of him like a madman.Suddenly stood up on the horseback!He accurately took three spiked arrows from behind with his right hand.At the moment when the galloping wolf pounced on his back, he stepped on the saddle with all his strength without any effort, and the whole person flew off the saddle!He jumped an incredible six feet from his horse's back, well above the galloping wolf's head.Hachaer was still galloping, but Huaca separated from it in an instant, and the galloping wolf couldn't stop, looking up at the prey sweeping back from the top of its head like a wild goose. Hachaer slammed into the galloping wolf in front of him, and the waving claws immediately added several scars on Hachaer's shoulders, muscles turned out, and blood gushed out.And this ferocious and ferocious horse did not let the wolf go, it got a gap, and bit the wolf's throat with all its strength. Although the stallion's teeth were not as sharp as the wolf's teeth, they should not be underestimated.Blood gushed from the throat of Chi Lang who was intercepting in front, and fled back in a frenzy. At this moment, it was impossible for Hachar to avoid the two galloping wolves behind him.However, the flower has already landed!He didn't need to turn around on the galloping horse to aim, and his arrow speed was three times faster than that of an ordinary ghost bow!He took three arrows to the string without spending any time, and drew the bow with all his strength, the back of the bow made a rattling sound that was close to breaking.At this moment, the aim was completed without any fuss, and the three arrows were shot together! In the case of full string launch, it is no longer the previous result.Three sharp arrows accurately penetrated the neck and head of a galloping wolf, and the hard skull was also pierced. The galloping wolf howled miserably, opened its teeth and claws, and swept its sharp claws at the body of another galloping wolf next to it, blocking the other wolf. The pounce of the pichi wolf. No flower stabbing, no rest, rushing forward.Hachaer ran back in a human way, and flew on the horse without any fuss. Hachaer immediately turned around and ran towards the direction of the Tenale River. Muli's 3,000 slaves had already lined up on the east bank of the Tainale River, and Muli was still sharpening his sword. Most of the 3,000 slaves were on foot, and they lined up neatly behind Muli.The snow is getting heavier, in large pieces, like cold goose feathers. There was horse neighing in the wind, and three thousand people looked at the west bank of the Tenale River together.A black steed quickly appeared from the wind and snow, followed by two nearly snow-white giant wolves, chasing their prey furiously, jumping and biting, their figures were sometimes clear and sometimes hidden in the snow, like unreal elves. Everyone gasped in unison, and there was a commotion in the queue.None of them had ever seen such a huge wolf, and the other wolves were jackals in front of them. Mu Li suddenly raised his hand, this action is to make everyone quiet: "No matter how big a wolf is, it is still a beast!" He got up from the snow, rolled up all the knives with the piece of cowhide, and inserted them into the leather pouch on the side of the saddle one by one, leaving only the wolf's blade wrapped in calfskin in his hand.His war horse is a dark blue tall horse, as thin as Mu Li, with four legs as sharp as blades, breathing violently because of the tension before going into battle, his chest expands rapidly, revealing clear ribs, and his huge eyes reveal There was a fierce breath.This kind of horse is called "Toogulong" in Donglu, and the price is high.Like the war horses in North Shuo, it belongs to the species of Xuelingge in the north of Hanzhou. Xuelingge is a large river in the territory of North Shuo. In spring and summer, there are abundant weeds by the river, and wild horses often go there to mate and give birth.The father of this bone dragon was a pure-blooded wild horse that Shuobei paid tribute to when the Qingyang tribe formed an alliance with Shuobei 30 years ago. Muli cherished this war horse very much, and he fed the grass with his own hands starting from Juzi. , in addition to horse grass and oats, feed it live chickens and hares, and the horse will bite these little things to death like a beast, tear up and swallow them. Everyone avoids the dangerous Skullosaurus in unison. Deep in its throat, the roar of a wild beast before hunting begins, which is low and terrifying. Finally, Muli tied the epee bestowed by Bimogan behind his back.Now this is a symbol of his power, he can use this sword to command the army of the entire northern capital, and cut off the heads of all those who do not obey orders. The unflappable horse was less than five hundred steps away from the formation. He stepped on the ice and had to slow down.The galloping wolves also had to slow down, but they had sharp claws that could grab into the ice, but the black horses with their hoofs kept slipping, and the galloping wolves clearly had an advantage in speed. Mu Li got on his horse and ordered his subordinates in a low voice: "Don't follow my horse, no one should leave the formation without my order!" The Skull Dragon roared out and quickly approached the surface of the river.The black steed struggled to move forward step by step, and hot blood dripped onto the ice.Bu Hua Asa was unable to shoot arrows again, the last time he drew his bow violently, had already damaged the back tendon of that handmade long bow, such a bow could not shoot arrows that threatened Chi Lang.Chi Lang was getting closer and closer, and Buhua pulled out the scimitar at his waist. The violent neighing of the horse shook his ears, and he looked forward, a dark blue skinny horse jumped onto the ice, its bravery was very much like his Harchaer.It was Muli's Osteosaurus, this dangerous war horse was also hoofed, and immediately slipped when it landed on the ice.But it didn't seem to be afraid, its four thin and powerful horse legs were lowered, and its four hooves were firmly pressed on the ice.It rushed onto the ice, and with its huge momentum, it quickly slid towards Buhuaca, which was already approaching the shore. While sliding, Mu Li shook off the calfskin on the wolf's blade, and the moment Skull Dragon and Hacha'er passed by, he saw the dazzling iron light on the wolf's blade.The Skull Dragon began to spin uncontrollably, and Mu Li raised the knife over the top with one hand.The galloping wolves looked at the uninvited visitor vigilantly, and immediately decided to attack. The galloping wolf in front stood up, and threw its claws towards the top of Mu Li's head. The wolf's blade pointed straight at the sky and suddenly drew a dazzling iron-colored arc.It was a nearly perfect circle, and the moment Chi Lang stood up, it split its chest and abdomen from top to bottom.The oncoming wolf blood stained Mu Li's whole body red, Chi Lang's heavy body fell to the ice.The bone dragon's rotation has not stopped yet, the second galloping wolf is eager to avenge its dead companion, it tries to bend down and charge forward! And Mu Li jumped up from the horse, and the moment he landed, the wolf blade pierced into the ice, helping him stabilize his body.The thin old man straightened up slowly, holding the knife tightly, staring at the last galloping wolf.The Skull Dragon spun and slid past Chi Lang ridiculously, but Chi Lang didn't dare to take the opportunity to attack.Chi Lang also stared at Mu Li, his green wolf eyes showed an uncontrollable ferocity and faint shrinking. Mu Li didn't move, Mu Li was like a nail stuck in the ice. Chi Lang finally realized that he was not sure of victory. What happened to the wolf in front told him that this was a difficult enemy to deal with.It let out a lonely and ferocious howl, and slowly backed away step by step.When the distance between it and Mu Li reached about thirty steps, it turned around and retreated towards the west bank. It wasn't until it landed on the snowy land on the shore that it looked back at Mu Li again.Blood slowly dripped from its throat, and Hachar's bite just now had severely injured it. Mu Li and it looked at each other for a while, then turned around and walked towards the east bank step by step.The bone dragon slowly followed behind him, looking back to the west bank from time to time, warning the galloping wolf not to approach.Chi Lang turned around and headed west, and soon disappeared in the wind and snow. Buhuala hugged Hacha'er's neck, and Hacha'er fell to the ground with a pool of blood on his body, and his chest expanded rapidly, taking his last breath.Mu Li took a look, one of the wounds on the horse's belly had completely split open, and the horse's intestines slipped out of the wound, covered with bloody icicles.No one can imagine how a horse with such a serious injury can run such a long distance at such a speed. Buhua stroked its long mane, and felt that his abdomen was also in pain as if it was about to split.He would have done anything to help this friend, but there was nothing he could do.When he thought that the black horse was still a shiny black foal, he curled up in his arms and licked the goat's milk in his palm. Now Harchar was huddled in his arms again, sticking out her tongue and gently licking his face. "Kill it, it's in pain now." Mu Li pulled out the dagger from his chest and threw it into the snow in front of Buhua's face. Buhuasan grabbed the dagger and held it tightly in his palm.Mu Li turned around, and Buhua stabbed his sword behind his back, Hachaer let out a low wail.The blunt knife pierced accurately between its eyebrows, pierced through the skull and severed the brain, and the pain of such death was extremely short-lived.Buhuasa took off his black cloak and covered Hachar's body. He took a deep breath and could still smell Hachar's warm scent. "It's a good horse." Mu Li patted Buhua's shoulder, "It came back desperately for you." "I know." Buhua's face was expressionless. "Do you want to avenge it? There will be an opportunity soon, look, the opportunity is getting closer and closer!" Mu Li looked coldly at the other side of the river, snow and dust were rising all over the sky. The banner of the wolf must be wrapped in it. Buhuala stood up silently, turned his back to his own main formation, and immediately two ghost bow warriors came up to load arrows for him.A pitch-black spiked arrow was filled into every gap in the quiver. While loading the arrows, the warriors fumbled for the arrow feathers without any fuss, memorizing their positions for the last time.He knew the battle to come would be even more brutal, and he didn't even know if he would make it back alive to load another batch of arrows. But it didn't matter, his horse died.From the moment his horse fell to the ground, he was even more convinced that the result of this war between the Qingyang tribe and Shuobei was that only one side could stand upright on the grassland at the end of the war.He took a deep breath, restraining the heart-pounding pain of losing a friend, and told himself that this was the real battlefield.It's not killing people with an arrow two hundred paces away. You can't even see the color of the blood of the person you shot to death. This is war, and you will fight until the last samurai's blood is shed. "At this time, our cavalry have already crossed the river?" Buhuasa looked at the snow dust flying across the river. Mu Li nodded: "We have already crossed the river." "How long is General Mu Li going to hide from me?" Bu Hua'a turned to look into Mu Li's eyes, "Can't what I have done prove myself?" Mu Li Meifeng jumped: "What do you want to know?" "We don't have cavalry to cross the river to raid the back of Shuobei. First of all, General Muli doesn't have any cavalry. The cavalry is in the hands of the nobles and it is difficult to mobilize. Secondly, if we really want to launch an assault from behind, then With General Muli's personality, he will definitely be on the front line of the decisive battle, and will not stay on the east bank of the river where he feigns an attack. Isn't that true?" Buhuala said loudly. Mu Li was silent, and looked at Buhuala coldly. "I am a nobleman, and General Muli will not trust a nobleman, so General Muli will not tell me the real tactics." Buhuala is not afraid of Muli's cold and scorched eyes, "General Muli My best guess is that only when our own army gains an advantage in the first battle, the army led by us nobles will catch up and share the exploits. Therefore, if General Muli is on the east bank of the river now, then the east bank is our first place. Where a battle takes place, and a battle that must be won!" "We will retreat a mile. Hudulu Khan will not see our army and may cross the river on ice. When half of them cross the Tai Nale River, we will attack. We must suppress their crossing. A slave forced them to retreat to the west bank of the river. But the ice can hardly bear too many people, and a large group of people retreating together will crush the ice. We will eat up their troops trapped on the west bank." Mu Li said slowly. , "This is the real tactic. We need to win the first battle, but we only have 3,000 infantry slaves. I don't count on the nobles, and I won't bet my life on unreliable reinforcements on the battlefield." Bu Huala stretched out his hand to Mu Li silently, Mu Li looked at his bony hand and frowned. "Aren't you afraid to shake my hand? I won't shout because an old slave shook my hand. It's too dirty. A lowly slave shook my hand." Said without a word, "Because I'm just a hunter." "Hunter?" Mu Li squinted at Buhuala. "I am a hunter with a thousand brothers, and you have three thousand brothers, would you like to shake hands?" Buhuala said. The two looked at each other silently, their bland hands hanging in the air.Mu Li's eyes are cold, without a trace of emotion, as if facing an enemy.Just when he was about to be unable to resist looking away, something twitched in the depths of Mu Li's eyes.Mu Li stretched out his hand, and held a gentle hand with great strength and a very short handshake.Then Mu Li let go and took a step back. Buhuala shook her slightly aching hand: "Now you have four thousand people, three thousand Muli's children, plus one thousand ghost bows." "Fourteen thousand," Mu Li looked back, the northern capital was far away that he couldn't see, "Although I don't believe in the nobles, I still ask them to attack the flanks of the north of Shuo. Among those people, I have the most respect for Bach. The 10,000 cavalry of Mosor are somewhat sure, and Bach was too hesitant to make a decision, but after we start the battle, he should cut into the battlefield at the right time." "14,000, how many people will there be in Shuobei?" Mu Li shook his head: "We don't have accurate information, but if I haven't guessed, this is the final battle of revenge in Meng Lehuo'er's life. He will bring all his people... 100,000 men! 100,000 horses War horses! Three thousand white wolves!"