Shanyu tribe.
Hu Chuquan intended for his son Lebat to learn Han culture and ordered him to stay in Shuofang City to learn literacy. However, after several years of study, Lebat recognized him by words except for being able to write his own name. He can't read.
If you can't succeed in writing, then practice martial arts instead.
As expected of a descendant of the Maodun bloodline, Lebat has a unique talent in martial arts. His eight-foot-tall body coupled with his natural divine power allowed him to rapidly improve in martial arts and become the Condor Shooter of the Southern Huns. The top warriors are called Condor Shooters, the Manchus are called Batulu, and the Mongolians are called Battle).
The city was bound by Huchuquan, and Lebat's nature could not be released. Now that Huchuquan was no longer there, Lebat let himself go, leading three thousand warriors to gallop across the grassland, shouting loudly.
"Prince, now Lord Shanyu is leading his army on an expedition and has ordered you to hold on to Shuofang City. How can you leave without authorization? If you are attacked by the enemy, the consequences will be disastrous!"
On a meadow, Lebat, who had been running wildly for a long time, was panting from exhaustion. He lay flat on the grass, breathing in the fragrance of the grass, and heard a sound in his ears that sounded as irritating as a fly.
Lebat stared at the chattering Wencheng Jiu Mozhi next to him with bored eyes. When he saw his old face, he felt a sense of irritation and turned his face to look at his horse.
This is a rare thousand-mile horse.
Name: Xuanju.
The whole body of Xuanju is as black as thick ink, without any stray hairs. It is one foot long from head to tail, and eight feet high from hoof to neck. It screams and roars, and looks very majestic.
The horse was Lebart's darling.
"Prince!"
Seeing that Lebat didn't respond to him, Jiumozhi said earnestly: "There are Yuan Shao and Xianbei in the east. If they take advantage of the Shanyu to send troops and lead their troops to attack, we must be on guard! Please return to the city as soon as possible."
"Haha! Are you annoyed! Are you annoyed! Are you annoyed?!"
Lebat felt like his ears were getting calluses: "Yes! Even if Xianbei and Yuan Shao attack, they must first attack Yunzhong County occupied by King Youxian, right? Today's Yunzhong County is still in our hands, they can still Flying from Yinshan Mountain? Can you stop buzzing in my ears... buzzing like a fly? "
After saying that, he stood up, mounted the Xuanju, and galloped away with his bodyguards.
Jiumozhi was likened to a fly. He stood there shriveled and stopped buzzing.
There were no flies in his ears, and Lebat felt that the whole world was quiet.
Speeding up the horse and galloping, the wind howls in the ears, the bulging robes rustle, facing the cool breeze, there is a feeling of freedom and joy in the world.
"Oh~oh!"
He shouted loudly, and the sound echoed in the vast grassland.
Just when he was letting himself go, suddenly there was a heavy rumble of horse hooves in front of him, and the entire grassland seemed to be covered up by the heavy and majestic sound of horse hooves.
Lebat was startled and squinted his eyes in the direction of the sound of horse hooves.
The sky is blue and the wilderness is vast.
The wind blows and the grass is low, and a hero appears.
After a gust of wind blew, countless cavalrymen came galloping in unison from the other side of the grassland. The torrent of war horses was like a rushing wave, powerful and unstoppable.
Where did the cavalry come from?
Lebat's first reaction was not to be afraid or nervous, but to think about where these cavalrymen came from. According to the direction, they should have come from Taoyunzhong City, but Qubei didn't report the news. Could it be that Qubei wanted to rebel?
Relying on the three thousand personal guard cavalry in his hands, he had no fear in his heart and went forward without retreating. The three thousand personal guard cavalry behind him followed without hesitation.
He grew up on horseback.
Discussing horse tactics and archery, he was confident that no one could defeat him.
The distance between the two sides is quickly approaching.
Galloping across from them was naturally the 25,000 cavalry army led by Zhang Xiu.
Lebat and Zhang Xiu met quite suddenly.
Seeing that the person on the other side who bore the brunt of the attack was a dark horse warrior, Zhang Xiu was slightly stunned and led his army to greet him.
The two sides stopped a hundred paces apart.
Lebart immediately hovered, raised his eyebrows sideways and asked in a cold voice: "Who are you? Dare you to intrude on my Huns territory?"
Zhang Xiu raised his head slightly and pointed with his whip: "Who are you?"
"I am Lebat, the son of Huchuquan, the Great Xiongnu Chanyu. Who are you? Tell me your name!"
"Lebat?"
Zhang Xiu didn't expect to meet him so soon. He looked carefully and saw that Lebat had a handsome appearance, a tall body, a round waist and broad shoulders. He was a rare warrior. He liked him a little, so he said: "Your father is leading the army." A hundred thousand troops are knocking on my Xiao Pass and trying to plunder my land in the Pass, who do you think I am!"
"Zhang Xiu?!"
Lebart opened his mouth.
"Exactly."
Zhang Xiu looked up and smiled.
Surprised, Lebat was not frightened. He stepped forward and said: "I heard that Marquis Xuan dominated Guanzhong and his marksmanship was famous all over the world. Today we met unexpectedly. We met on a narrow road. Do you dare to fight with me?"
Wei Yan sneered: "How can you kill a pig with a dragon-slaying knife (for Zhang Xiu, you don't dare to describe it as slaughtering a cow)? A certain Wei Yan came here to learn from me!" When he said this, he clapped his horse and killed with the knife.
Zhang Xiu also wanted to test Lebat's level, so he didn't stop him.
Ma Chao is eager to try.
Wei Yan reacted too quickly and got the better of him.
Back then in Duyang City, Wei Yan relied on his own strength to resist Xu Chu and became famous. Later, he killed Guo Si with one move in Guanzhong and became a famous general in the world.
Hearing Wei Yan's name, Lebat clapped his horse and left.
Wei Yan held a long sword, slapping the horse and waving it in a majestic manner; Lebat held a horse pole, lowered his body, and the black horse under his crotch was as fast as lightning, galloping away.
Two horses intersect.
Wei Yan made a majestic and sudden blow, directly striking the opponent's head. The sword technique was wide open and closed, fast and cruel. The light of the sword flashed, and the sword energy was so powerful that Lebat could not help but feel a chill on his neck.
I exclaimed in my heart: "He is indeed a famous general in the world, and his strength cannot be underestimated."
This knife was unstoppable. Lebat lay on his back on the horse. When the knife touched his chest, he straightened his waist and abdomen, and the horse knife stabbed toward the opponent's heart like an arrow from the string, at an extremely fast speed.
Lebat's move took advantage of Ma Shan's length, making Wei Yan unable to avoid it.
In desperation, he relied on his strong strength to pull back the slashed blade and held the blade across his chest.
"clang!"
Wei Yan felt a numbness in his chest.
Almost breaking ribs.
Gritting his teeth, Wei Yan twisted his wrist to remove the power from the horse's stirrup. He stepped on the stirrup with both feet, exerting force on his back. He waved his arms suddenly and slashed Lebat's chest quickly with the knife. This knife also made the opponent There is no way to avoid it.
Lebat was surprised again.
He was surprised not only by Wei Yan's strength, but also by his ability to push hard on horseback.
Surprised for a moment, he immediately blocked Ma Shu across his chest.
A powerful force came.
Lebat's jaw and even his arms were shaken to the point of numbness and pain, and Ma Shan was trembling so much that he almost lost his hands.
Wei Yan saw the opportunity and came to kill again.
But Lebat was not a vegetarian. After flexing his fingers slightly, he tightened his grip on the horse and resumed fighting together.
The two sides fight back and forth, fighting for a hundred rounds with no winner or loser.
The more I look at Zhang Xiu at the back, the more I like it.
Another first-class military commander.
