The Western Region is in the northeast, Mongolia is in the southwest, and Yumen is in the east.
Zhuangyuan has been resting for more than a day. Just running eastward from the deserted Gobi Desert to the Dameng Grassland is a distance of more than a hundred miles. Sometimes I feel that I have gotten rid of that hateful group of horse thieves, but I don’t know. Why was he being followed again before I could catch my breath?
It was just once or twice. After several turns, Zhuang Yuan finally realized that he had been deliberately manipulated by these dozen thieves. It was hard to tell that he had become a plaything in the hands of this group of people.
It was the season of June and July, and there were so many weeds and mosquitoes on the Dameng grassland. Cursing a few words inwardly, Zhuangyuan hid in the grass and did not dare to let out the atmosphere. He could only hope that the grass, which was half a person tall, would be safe. It's good to hide yourself, and pray to God that he will really get rid of these inhuman beasts this time.
However, the sound of horse hoofbeats came from far and near, and Zhuang Yuan became discouraged again.
The ghost lingers!
Zhuang Yuan held her breath and tightened the riding crop around her waist. Big beads of sweat rolled down her delicate cheeks. She had made a plan this time. Kill one to earn one, and kill a pair to earn one.
Just to make her parents sad, this girl from Loulan in the Western Region felt untimely sad.
Then she put this extremely inappropriate thought out of her mind. A heroine must look like a heroine no matter what. The love between children is not the way to be a hero!
After calming down, I don’t know if it was the chaotic thoughts that I would have before I died. With my familiarity with horses since I was a child, I was thinking about the distance covered by the sound of the horse’s hooves, waiting for the big maroon horse to kick in. She was more than ten feet tall, and the petite Loulan girl rose up from the ground like a falcon pouncing on a rabbit. Her petite figure followed the riding whip to the horse thief. The diamond on the whip head, which is most useful in taming wild horses, happened to hit the horse. Neck.
The horse received this blow and raised its front hooves high, followed by a neighing sound. The horse on its back was shocked. After all, he had been a man on horseback for most of his life. He subconsciously lowered his body, clamped the horse's belly and tightened the reins to prevent himself from falling. Get off the horse.
Sooner or later, at the critical moment of the horse thief's attack, Zhuang Yuan turned around and turned the whip of more than ten feet, and attacked the horse thief directly in front of the door.
This is a fatal blow.
Since ancient times, this whip has been divided into soft and hard whips, and different lengths. The hard whips are made of black gold or pure steel. Anyone who uses them can use them to open and close quickly. If you say it is easy to practice but you don’t have the strength, it is really hard. If you can't control it, it's not that difficult to say it's difficult to practice. But it's hard to say about this soft whip. It's definitely a dream to think of becoming a monk without working hard for a few years.
There is a saying that goes well: A whip is like a rope, it all depends on how well it is wrapped. It means that the whip is a soft whip. Once you practice it, it will be a superior weapon that can attack at a distance and defend at near distance. If you don't practice it well, let alone hurt others, you will have to take a few blows.
For those who practice soft whip, the short whip is slightly inferior, while the long whip is particularly powerful. When wielded, it is a vertical strike, a horizontal strike, a round return, and a wide strike. Those who wield the whip need to unite their skills with their hands. If they want to have both strength and softness with the whip in their hands, they must practice it so that their hands are like flowers, their bodies are like civet cats, and their steps are like cunning rabbits. These are all exquisite things, and without three to five years of effort, who would dare to call himself a master?
There are many tricks in the whip, and ordinary long whips are fine. The whips developed from nomadic people hundreds of years ago and tied with stones are even more knowledgeable. This is not a long steel whip with one section each, like the seven-section dragon, nine-section whip, eleven thunderbolts, and thirteen chains that came later. Just one shot is enough to show the user's heavenly cultivation. This object that is widely popular in the hands of herdsmen and has no name yet is said to be the ancestor of the meteor hammer. It can really hurt people invisible and kill the enemy unprepared. Rumor has it that there was a herdsman who used this thing many years ago. His long whip was only a few feet long. It's a piece of wood tied up, and it can knock over a strong horse immediately.
Zhuang Yuan is naturally not that powerful. I dare not say that I am familiar with my father's riding whip with a diamond tied to the tip, which is said to have been passed down for six generations, and I can't even think about the almost perfect riding whip tied with wood.
However, Zhuangyuan whipped his whip straight towards the door of the leading horse thief. The horse thief reacted very quickly. The frightened horse raised its front hooves high before it fell. Seeing that the whip from the opposite side was coming even faster, the horse thief leaned over and hugged the horse's neck. I leaned down and heard a "whoosh" sound in my ear, followed by an explosion. Then my ear suddenly hurt. When I raised my hand and touched it, it was blood red.
In just the blink of an eye, one person was injured first. When Zhuang Yuan retracted his whip, he lowered his body and quickly swept to one side. The other horse thieves also reacted and bent their bows and arrows to shoot indiscriminately in Zhuang Yuan's direction.
Zhuang Yuan was very thoughtful. During the day, he had fought frequently and had already figured out the opponent's weapons and tactics. When he was hiding, he kept moving left and right to keep the gang of horse thieves elusive.
After escaping the first wave of arrows, Zhuang Yuan suddenly stopped and turned back. The whip in his hand, which was more than ten feet long, was spitting out a message like a spiritual snake, but he still attacked the horse thief who was lying on the horseback with his ear injured and wailing.
Take advantage of his illness and kill him.
At present, the Formal Village cannot pay attention to what those chivalrous people call "leaving a thin line in life". If it keeps its hands, I am afraid that I will have to keep it.
Still flicking and recovering, this kind of cleverness is the most hurtful.
The wailing horse thief couldn't figure out why the girl opposite him had to attack him alone. When he heard the reminder from his accomplice, it was already too late to react. He just watched the diamond the size of a winter date coming straight towards him, hitting him in the middle. Between his eyebrows, his eyes darkened, and he fell off his horse.
Zhuang Yuan didn't know whether her blow stunned or killed the opponent. After all, it was accurate enough, but the strength was difficult for a girl of fifteen or sixty years old to know.
Zhuang Yuan will naturally not think about these extra things at the moment. The recklessness of an accomplice has completely angered this group of horse thieves who are rampant in the Western Regions. A dozen people have organized a semicircular formation to besiege Zhuang Yuan with swords and arrows in hand. Come over, Zhuang Yuan bites his silver teeth and throws out the riding whip, like a dragon out of the sea, a cold light appears, trying to hit it with one blow.
The reason why the Mobei horse thieves are well-known all over the world is not only because they commit robberies and robbery, but also because they have been able to run rampant for several years under the nose of the Western Region Governor's Office of the Great Zhou Dynasty because of their strict organizational discipline and excellent teamwork. Six of them slowed down their horses' hooves, bent their bows and set arrows, and came to the rear to support them, while the others still grabbed their steel knives and ran away.
There was a sneak attack just now, Zhuang Yuan knocked down a horse thief with every breath, but now it is not that simple. The swift blow of a horse thief on the other side was easily dodged, and the attack continued unabated. Zhuang Yuan's horse whip swept, slashed, scratched or flicked, which only slowed down the enemy's attack speed. He was behind him from the corner of his eye. The few people Fang Ce responded to already had their bows full, and he was afraid that if he was a little negligent, he would attract random arrows.
The horse thief's attack this time has put away the teasing intention before. With an all-out attack, the numerical advantage alone makes Zhuang Yuan overwhelmed. In addition, after running and dodging day and night, his physical strength is gradually exhausted, and he is accidentally killed. A horse thief picked up the riding crop with a knife and almost hit him.
Zhuang Yuan was about to finish secretly, when he heard a voice from far away: "So many big men bully a girl, do you want shame?"
The horse thief advanced and retreated in a controlled manner. When he heard someone speaking, he put away his sword and beat his horse and retreated from the attack on the village. Looking out, he saw a young man with bun hair dressed as a scholar riding a snow-white horse and swinging a hand. The weeds that were pulled out casually looked at this side from a short distance away.
He should be the leader of this group of horse thieves. One of them, a burly horse thief with a beard, said loudly: "What does this little brother mean when he acts in a horse gang?"
"Caravan?" The young man with bunned hair muttered, then smiled and said, "Then you know why you are so shameless."
The burly horse thief stared, and his mind was spinning. At the moment, he still couldn't figure out the details of this young man with bunned hair. Although his attire was not very famous, the snow-white horse under him, with his dozens of Having been familiar with these livestock for many years, I am afraid that ordinary wealthy people cannot afford to buy them, or even raise them.
There is no village or shop in this place, and the nearest big city is hundreds of miles away. It's not like any young man would come to this place where birds can't shit, not to mention that he is the only one on the empty grassland. Who is it? My young master is so full that he wanders here? !
The burly horse thief's hand holding the reins quietly made a gesture. At that moment, two people tugged on the reins without leaving any trace. The original direction towards Zhuangyuan also turned towards the boy with bun-haired boy. The six bows behind him One of the arrow horse thieves also moved their direction, and they really cooperated tacitly.
"Brothers, let's deal with this little bitch first." The burly horse thief yelled, "Then let's see if we can get rid of this young man."
The horse thieves echoed for a while, and then they rushed towards the village garden again without any hesitation.
Zhuang Yuan, who was secretly adjusting his ventilator due to asthma, couldn't help but feel sad for the young man. He spoke out in a righteous way but was innocently implicated. It was really aggrieved.
However, Zhuang Yuan was still thankful that this young man with unknown origins and tied up hair in a bun gave him a chance to breathe, and Fu Er concentrated his mind to face the enemy. Just as the riding crop was thrown out, the young man with his hair tied up in a bun raised his voice and shouted.
"The spring breeze sweeps the willows, and the lion rolls the hydrangeas."
The horse thieves were about to attack, and they knew in their hearts that the woman opposite her was a bit difficult to deal with, and they needed to concentrate on dealing with her. How could they think about the young man with bunted hair who seemed to be reciting poems.
But Loulan girl Zhuang Yuan couldn't help but feel shocked when she heard this.
Others don't know it, but she knows it very well. This is clearly a whipping technique that is clearly understood by onlookers who are fascinated by the authorities.
When the horse's waist was tightened, the long whip in his hand was swung in a circular motion. Before he could return it, his wrist shook continuously. The whip circled in the air like a flower, successfully blocking the horse thief's attack.
"The civet cat plays with the mouse, looking around, picking at the grass and looking for snakes to go down."
Listening to the loud voice of the young man with tied up hair over there, Zhuang Yuan here made a backhand, pointing his horse whip east and west, left and right, causing the horse thief who had spotted the gap and wanted to outflank him from both sides to tighten the reins, and the steel knife in his hand danced wildly for fear of fear. The riding crop whipped him.
Zhuang Yuan moved his hands and feet together without stopping, and moved up to get closer. He rolled his wrist and picked up the whip like a snake, and it touched the front hooves of more than a dozen horses, like a dragonfly dripping water. The horses neighed one after another in pain. Back away.
"A stick of incense is thrown into the sky, and black dogs lie on the ground."
The young man's voice rang in his ears again. After all, the girl's thoughts were as thin as paper. After hearing this, a bright blush suddenly appeared on her pretty face.
Ashamed as he was, he couldn't help being so pretentious in the current situation. Then he raised his whip high, like a long snake that had encountered its prey. He shook his wrist and made the whip rise and fall, launching a series of attacks against the horse thieves and the horses.
At this time, the advantage of long weapons was revealed. Here, Zhuangyuan attacked from a distance, but over there, the horse thieves only blocked but could not get close.
The leader of the burly horse thief controlled the frightened horse and blocked Zhuangyuan's attacks from all directions with his sword, and loudly ordered: "Fire arrows!"
Before he could use the next move, the blushing "Black Dog Lying All Over the Ground", Zhuang Yuan was startled when he heard the horse thief talking, and his movements were slightly slow.
"These are not basic skills." The young man with bunted hair who had been watching the show in the distance was staring at the girl's movements from beginning to end. It's not that this young man was lustful, and he didn't want to get involved. After hearing that the horse thief announced his home, he After understanding the situation between the two parties, he thought that this girl was probably not a bad person if she could go up against these notorious horse thieves.
With a chivalrous heart, the young man naturally had no reason to sit idly by.
Seeing the movement of the hands of the girl on the field obviously stagnant, although she was able to make up for it in time, in the eyes of the young man, this skill was really too bad. The key to practicing basic martial arts is to train the muscles and bones externally and the Qi internally. This made the opponent just say a word. I was so frightened, it was really weird.
"Idiot Guazi, how can you dare to provoke horse thieves with your abilities?"
The young man murmured in his heart, feeling more and more that this girl had water in her head.
