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Chapter 30 Sharpening

The bonfire was scattered in the forest, and the horse's hooves were shaking, and the birds on the treetops spread their wings and rushed out of the forest. Under the high sky, birds flew. More than 300 figures near the White Wolf Plain hills were riding war horses in groups or scattered. The teams of active war horses were interspersed, preparing for the upcoming long journey.

On the hills, the sun shone down from the gap between the clouds. The figure with a scimitar was standing under the shade of the tree. The plush collar was caressing in the wind. A giant white shadow beside him crawled at his feet. His eyes closed and his eyes were slept a few times. The scarlet wolf tongue licked and kissed. The standing figure gradually drifted away with the running of the horse team below and the use of the formation.

Gongsun Zhi was just a rough guess about the death of Emperor Ling of Han, Liu Hong. Because only this one died and Ding Yuan would enter the capital, Lu Bu would give up on following him into Luoyang and start his life of sweeping thousands of troops. However, he would not let the other party go. He almost died under Fang Tian's painting halberd that day, which made him still remember. The several arrow wounds on his body still have scars.

Wolves also hold grudges, let alone humans.

The sound of walking came from the hillside below. Dongfang Sheng, dressed in a scholar, came over quietly. He sat down on a big stone a few steps away from the white wolf, looking at the rising sun.

"You really don't plan to go back with me? Don't you want to be at home?" The figure with a knife on his back suddenly turned around and looked at him coldly, "Or who was originally from your hometown? You don't want to see him? It doesn't matter. Tell me what his name is. I'll kill him when I turn around."

Dongfang Sheng opened his mouth slightly, then turned into a bitter smile, and turned his eyes to the figure that was looking over there, "A mere scholar, weak body, it is really hard to ride a horse through the mountain stream, and stay in the paradise of Bailangyuan, guarding the family and business for the leader, and waiting for the wolf king to return." His words stopped, and then sighed: "As for the dirty family, I am still ashamed to open my mouth. I just came here to remind the leader, and I learned some news from the vendors who came from Yanmen and Dai County. I heard that Xiliang Dong Zhuo also ordered to settle in the capital. He was originally from Xiliang. He knew that this person was cruel and unkind, and his generals were also wild and difficult to tame. The leader should be careful."

"Haha--" Gongsun Zhi laughed and held the hilt of the knife: "How can I compare hundreds of people with him? But if I really bump into it, then compare who is the most cruel and who is the most desperate."

As a person who traveled through time, how could he not know Dong Zhuo's name? However, as Gongsun Zhi himself said, horse thieves with more than 300 people are really hard to enter the other party's sight. After all, there are tens of thousands of people and hundreds of thousands of people in the battlefield, hundreds of people cannot get into it. Even if he has thousands of people now, it is not realistic to think about it, because he can't afford to raise and can't sit down.

"Actually... I feel unsure of going south this time." Gongsun Zhi looked at the rising sun and rose into the clouds and sighed.

The wind blew over the grassland in the distance, shaking sand and dust. Then, the white wolf crawling at his feet shook his ears, raised his wolf's head alertly, and looked into the distance. A horse thief scout came along the road with a torch that was emitting black smoke to send a warning message. Gao Sheng passed the news into Gongsun Zhi's ears. A cavalry of about 500 people was approaching quickly, as if it was not coming with good intentions.

Then two more horse thieves came over with more detailed information, which was clear that the team was from the Xianbei branch of Budugen Shanyu. The leader did not know if it was the Xianbei Shanyu.

"Five hundred people?" Gongsun Zhi got off the hills and turned over the horses, "All of them are there, get on the horses."

Dongfang Sheng rushed over. At this time, more than 300 horse thieves around him had gathered together, and his face showed a sharp look. He grabbed Gongsun Zhi's reins, "Captain, the matter has not been confirmed yet, and we are about to go south, so it is not easy to cause many troubles at this time."

But the figure on the horse's back ignored him and just raised a big cloak at the gathered subordinates: "The other party's five hundred people are not good. Any of you have worked as slaves in the Xianbei area. Do you still want to go back?"

"Don't want—" dozens of voices roared among the crowd.

Gongsun Zhi stroked the horse's hair and looked at them fiercely: "Okay, there are five hundred people on the other side. Let's eat them, and then go south to the Central Plains to see the beautiful country."

After a moment, he turned his horse's head and drew his sword: "Follow me-"

Hundreds of pairs of horse hooves moved in an orderly manner, trampling on the ground and rising and falling. After slowly turning the direction, the silent earth roared loudly.

A little further away, the battle between several people had begun. The shrill battles and shouts spread, several war horses intertwined back and forth, and figures from different camps on both sides shot arrows at each other. Soon, one of them left the body, and the scout who was alone ran all the way back to the team, bringing the message back.

However, in more places, the horse thieves began to wipe out the scouts of the Xianbei people around them, with two or three scouts as a team of scouts.

...

On the same day, at noon, the crowd was walking under the clouds.

Bu Dugen, who was guarded in the crowd, received the first message. His dark face was so angry that he was defeated by the opponent's horse thief. This made him feel uncontrollable. Several young coaches under his command were also infuriated. A group of Han horse thieves also had scouts?

"...You are embarrassing. How much Han slaves and horse thieves can do with me, let them know the power of the Xianbei cavalry."

Bu Dugen shouted at them, and then at a later time at noon, the sun was burning. He saw a gloomy team standing on the grass slope, and his eyes were roughly swept over, and there were probably only more than one hundred people. A little coach named Ni Kui got Bu Dugen nodded, rode his horse and shouted at Xianbei language a little distance, conveying it.

On the opposite slope, Gongsun Zhi pressed his scabbard and closed his eyes to rest. The horse thieves around him lined up in silence, or pinched the reins, breathing rapidly, staring at the shouting Xianbei people over there.

"What is that person's name?" Gongsun Zhi opened his eyes immediately after the black horse.

A horse thief who was rescued from the Xianbei next to him hesitated and said, "He is calling the leader a thief, robbing the horse and robbing people, and letting us surrender, otherwise we will all beheaded."

In the silence, laughter came out.

"Hahaha--"

Gongsun Zhi showed his white teeth, and the slight sound of the knife pulling out the sheath, all the horse thieves around him held their breath, their hearts beat quickly, their blood vessels bulged like they were about to explode, and the atmosphere solidified and compressed.

On the opposite side, Ni Kui cursed for a while, but the other side was still silent as a pool of stagnant water. When he was about to turn around and return to the formation, he seemed to realize that the atmosphere there was something wrong. Behind him, Bu Dugen, among the five hundred Xianbei cavalry, frowned.

On the grass slope, Gongsun Zhi pulled out his scimitar, and his voice was very light: "Prepare-"

The white clouds in the sky were like trunks, bustling with birds, flew away from here. The next moment, the horse's hooves slowly moved, took a step downhill, and more than a hundred riders behind him also slowly moved.

"Tear the sheep."
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