The white deer runs at lightning speed. Viewed from behind, its four hooves almost seem to be flying, almost completely off the ground.
Yang Fan touched the horse's neck. These horses, one of a kind in a thousand, were already sweating profusely.
Yang Fan took the lead, followed closely by the others, followed by the cavalry of the brigade. Follow the White Deer King away.
The white deer also began to run a little unsteadily. The mountains to the north are already very close. It understands that it cannot escape capture on the grassland. Only when it enters the mountain forest and the cavalry cannot move easily can it have a chance to escape.
Two hours passed, and the war horse could hardly run anymore.
Now that we have entered the mountainous area, the white deer is running hard along the valley. In the weather that has become cooler, the gas ejected from its mouth has turned into white mist.
At this time, the mountains block the afternoon sun and the temperature drops quickly.
This is what it looks like on the grassland. Once the sun goes down, the temperature can drop by more than ten degrees.
Suddenly the white deer stopped running and stood there blankly looking at the cliff in front of it.
This is a dead end, and at the end of the valley is a cliff dozens of feet high. There are also steep rocks on both sides. White deer are not goats and cannot climb mountains. You cannot escape by climbing up the cliff.
It turned around uneasily, snorting white air from its nostrils, and kept tapping the ground with its four hooves. Make threatening noises. At the same time, he lowered his head and pointed his majestic antlers at the pursuers.
"Huh!" Yang Fan pulled the reins of the war horse and asked the horse to slow down and stop slowly. The war horse was also exhausted. If there was no road ahead, the white deer would probably have run away.
Yang Fan rode on the horse and looked at the legendary white deer carefully.
I couldn't help but admire in my heart, this deer is so beautiful, it is simply a product of heaven and earth. His body was all white, not a single hair on his body. She has a slender and graceful figure and an ethereal temperament all over her body. Like a king standing there.
The war horse was panting, foaming at the mouth, and was recovering its strength.
Yang Fan reached out and stroked its neck to express comfort. When it calmed down a little and stopped panting, he took out soybeans fried in salt water from his pocket and fed it with his hands.
The white horse happily ate the soybeans and licked the palm of Yang Fan's hand with his rough tongue, expressing his intimacy with his master.
At this time, the subsequent cavalry also arrived one after another. An Sanxi felt relieved when he saw that Yang Fan was safe.
"Sir, no one has ever captured this white deer. It's God's will that it ran into a dead end and let you get it." An Sanxi said excitedly.
The white deer is a sacred animal in Mongolian legends. Getting a white deer is a good sign. The Mongols will definitely think that the master is under the care of the Immortal God.
At this time, Xiao Niangpi and Lin Yueru also felt breathless.
"Master, master, I'm so exhausted. I feel like I'm going to lose my breath. This deer can run so well." Xiao Niangpi held her lower back with her hands and panted.
"Master, are you okay?" Lin Yueru also asked with concern. Her back was soaked with sweat from running. When riding a horse at high speed, because of the uneven terrain, you often stand in stirrups and hunch your body forward. In fact, not only the horses are very tired, but also the people can’t go there easily.
Yang Fan shook his head and said nothing.
At this time, many Mongolian cavalry were ready with lassoes and were ready to surround them on all sides.
The white deer immediately became nervous. Judging from its expression, it seemed that it would rather die than be captured by humans.
The terrifying huge antlers lowered and were pointed at these arrogant humans.
Yang Fan waved his hand and signaled these people to retreat.
Yang Fan turned over and dismounted, stretched his muscles and began to unbutton his clothes. In the shock of the people around him, he took off his upper body and threw it aside.
A body of tangled muscles was revealed.
As Yang Fan stayed in power longer and longer, his prestige increased day by day, and no one dared to disobey his orders. Everyone watched with worry and surprise as Yang Fan walked towards the white deer alone.
An Sanxi's heartbeat was about to jump out of his chest. He didn't even dare to fight the white deer alone. The master is rich in wealth, how can he be personally involved in danger?
He grabbed the bow and arrow without hesitation. Once the master was in danger, he would shoot the white deer immediately, even at the risk of being punished by the master.
Yang Fan did not look back, but waved his hand from behind as if opening his eyes. He signaled to An Sanxi not to be nervous.
The white deer saw Yang Fan, shirtless, and walked towards it. He made a threatening sound, dug his hooves on the ground, lowered his head to gather strength, and kept swinging his huge antlers towards Yang Fan.
Yang Fan remained unmoved and walked towards the white deer slowly and unhurriedly.
The atmosphere at the scene seemed to be tense, and the little girl covered her mouth nervously. Lin Yueru also held her breath. The white deer was afraid that there would be some movement, which would arouse the white deer and cause it to attack the master.
The white deer looked at more and more cavalry on the opposite side, and its eyes gradually became firm. It suddenly rushed down the small slope and went straight towards Yang Fan.
"Master, be careful!" An Sanxi immediately went to grab the bow and arrow, and Xiao Niangpi and Lin Yueru exclaimed.
At this time, Yang Fan held his breath and circulated his energy and blood. Suddenly, he felt that there was silence between heaven and earth, and everything became extremely clear.
The white deer's lightning-like movements seemed to him to be in slow motion.
Yang Fan stretched out his right arm and placed one hand on the base of the antlers. At the same time, the person assumes a lunge position.
In the eyes of outsiders, Yang Fan grasped the root of the antlers with just a flash of eyes. Then the white deer rushed over and pushed Yang Fan back more than ten meters. Yang Fan's leather boots drew a ditch in the sand, soil, and grass growing on it.
Then the two sides reached a stalemate there.
Bailu tried his best, but he couldn't push Yang Fan any further.
Yang Fan's hands seemed to be made of steel, motionless.
The bones all over Yang Fan's body made a popping sound like fried beans, and his muscles swelled like balloons. His expression turned ferocious.
Both sides were trying hard to overwhelm the other.
More and more people came behind, and they all looked at the old man and the white deer wrestling with their mouths dumbfounded.
A quarter of an hour later, the white deer let out a cry, its legs went weak, and with a pop, it fell to its knees. Foaming at the mouth, he completely collapsed on the ground.
Yang Fan let go of his hand. There was a spasm all over my body, and I was sweating like rain.
The scene was quiet for a moment, and suddenly, the cavalrymen burst into loud cheers. They were shouting wildly, their voices shaking everywhere.
Lin Yueru watched infatuatedly, Yang Fan, who was naked and relaxed, sweating profusely, and his legs were still trembling, and his body was hot.
"Master, you are the best." Xiao Niangpi shouted loudly. Eyes full of little stars.
Mo Zuo, Zhang Luda and Donkey Dan quickly ran up, wiped the sweat off Yang Fan's upper body with a towel, and put some clothes on him. By this time, the sun had gone down and the chill had come up.
If you don't get dressed quickly, you'll catch a cold.
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