The screams of the tribe members immediately woke up the fainting Lin Shuhang, picked up the only weapon in the tent, pulled open the tent and rushed out.

I saw that this originally small tribe was already in chaos at this time.

The horse thief should have come from the east. On the east side, many tents were already burning. Many herdsmen were running wildly towards this side in horror, but they were soon caught up by the horse thief riding a fast horse, and they took off their swords without hesitation.

There are not many young and strong people in the tribe. Most of these people were killed, including women, children and elderly people, and they could not resist even if they could not run fast. Either the head fell to the ground, or some were even cut off by the impact of the fast sword and horse speed. The remaining upper half of the body could cried and cried and crawled out a meter or two on the ground, dragging long blood marks on the grass, which was tragic.

Lin Shuhang has seen many dead people in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, and there are much more dead people than this one.

But compared to the last time, the wailings and miserable situations of the herdsmen who were smiling in front of him just now obviously made Lin Shuhang feel even more shocking.

"Wulululululululu!"

Accompanied by the crazy laughter of the horse thieves, the sound of galloping horses and shouting to kill, roughly estimated that there were at least thirty or forty horse thieves.

Humil also ran out of the tent with him. She subconsciously pulled Lin Shuhang's arm, and her originally charming little face had turned pale at this time.

"Jugust of Kanas!" She was obviously extremely frightened by the name she called out by the herdsmen.

Less than 200 miles southeast of the grassland is the Kanas River Basin, including the Kanas Lake in the south. It is surrounded by abundant water and grass, and is a natural pasture for many herdsmen tribes.

The herders rely on water to make a living, and the horse thieves are obviously the same, just like lions squatting around the river to guard cattle and sheep, and the jackals in Kanas are the most famous and powerful among them.

But to be honest, in the past, when tribes encountered horse thieves, horse thieves would not kill people and burn tents directly.

They also understand the principle of killing chickens and retrieving eggs. They clearly distinguish the differences between a saturated meal and a long flow of water. Therefore, most of the time, they threaten the herdsmen to hand over cattle, sheep and reserves, and they will only take action when they encounter strong resistance.

Even if it is the first time I visit, in order to kill people, I will just kill two or three unlucky guys first. It is impossible to kill directly like now. Otherwise, it will arouse the resistance of the herdsmen. In addition to making a long-term business into a single order, it may also cause damage to the horse thief themselves.

"Stop! Stop!"

The tent of Humi Langtai is not far ahead of Lin Shuhang.

The old man's reaction was obviously faster than the drunk Lin Shuhang. He had already rushed out of the tent. At this time, he was holding a wolf-headed staff representing the power of the patriarch in his hand, and quickly approached the horse thief who was rushing in front. He waved his hands and shouted anxiously: "Warrior, warrior, noble warrior! We will give you tribute to you for how many years you want, it's easy to discuss, don't kill anyone!"

The horse thief rushed in front very quickly. As the fast horse galloped, he rushed to the front of Humi Wolf Platform in just three or five seconds, but he had no idea of ​​stopping.

Lin Shuhang saw the horse thief’s plan at a glance. While running to Humi Langtai, he shouted: “Don’t go over!”

But after all, it was too far apart, and it was still too late.

The fast horse directly hit the old man's body, and the powerful impact force knocked him up like a rag bag, flying out of the air for at least eight or nine meters. When he fell to the ground, he slid out two or three meters along his inertia, and there was no movement or sound in an instant.

Humier behind him covered his mouth in horror, and tears gushed like a spring, and he shouted heart-wrenchingly: "Grandpa!"

The horse thief was rushing towards the crowd on the other side, but when the girl heard the screams, he glanced at this side more.

Humil is very beautiful, and even from the perspective of Lin Shuhang's modern people, he doesn't think he is ugly. He looks even more beautiful on the grassland that was more than two thousand years ago. With his dressing at this time, he looks like a princess on the grassland.

The horse thief's eyes lit up, his eyes lit up, he laughed and strangled the horse's hair, turned his direction and rushed towards Humier's position.

The horse was fast and fast. The distance of dozens of meters only took a few seconds. But he was only halfway through, but he had already seen a man with a cold face standing quietly on his way forward.

The man looked very thin, with no beard on his face, and was as white and tender as a woman.

Weak guy.

A hint of disdain flashed in the horse thief's eyes, and he squeezed his legs into the horse's belly, and the horse's speed was faster. He wanted to hit the little white face as he had just happened.

Humier showed even more horrified eyes. She was too far away from Lin Muyuan. Not to mention running over, she couldn't even scream at all now.

boom!

The fast horse galloped, as if it was colliding with Lin Muyuan. Everything was only in the flash of lightning. Humil's desperate scream only sounded at this moment.

But the next second, she saw the fast horse galloping rapidly slowing down, avoiding her and turning in another direction, and there was no one on the horse's back.

Where is the horse thief?

She widened her eyes, but saw in front of her, where the "collision" between the fast horse and Lin Muyuan just now, the man was grabbing the horse thief, lifting him up with his back, and smashing him hard to the ground with a back.

boom!

To avoid the impact of the horse at such a quick moment and to attack the people on the horse's back, this is almost an impossible task for ordinary people. Even if you let the first warrior of the Turkish tribe come, you can only use weapons such as long spears to knock the opponent off the horse.

With bare hands and empty fists? No one in the Tufang tribe can kill a running knight at all!

But Lin Shuhang did it.

Fuxi’s sixty-four hexagrams of innate traces!

It transforms from the mysterious steps of Fuxi's sixty-four hexagrams. When you walk away, gods and ghosts are full of shadows, which cannot be recognized by the naked eye. It can avoid strong bows and crossbows, avoid swords and cut swords... What about such a straight-line horse?

Of course, you have to lose with courage.

Lin Shuhang turned around almost when the horse was about to hit him, and avoided the right side with the steps of the Mistake Step. At the same time, he accurately grabbed the left leg of the horse thief hanging on the horse's back with both hands.

Although stirrups appeared during the Qin and Han dynasties, they were Han cavalry and were not perfect.

As for the Huns, they always galloped on the smooth horse's backs. Even the horse's reins were not equipped with everyone, and most of them were still relying on grabbing the horse's hair to stabilize their bodies.

The horse thief had no place to leverage the force on the horse's back, and Lin Shuhang didn't even have to use too much force. While holding his left leg, the horse rushed forward and let him slide off the horse.

The ordinary man must be seriously injured when he was running, but the horse thief was very flexible. When he fell, he was shocked and angry and could even slash Lin Shuhang's neck with a knife in his hand.

But his body had already lost balance. He swung his sword in the air, and then Lin Shuhang pushed him up like a king holding a tripod. He had already mastered his back two days ago, so he didn't have to think too much, and followed all the inertia and smashed the horse thief to the ground.

boom!

The horse thief was dizzy, but his physical fitness was extremely strong. He had not fainted yet. He subconsciously wanted to struggle to get up, but Lin Shuhang picked up the saber that fell beside him, and his hands were neatly lifted up the knife!

But a cold light flashed in the reflection of the burning bonfire!

Swish!

The horse thief covered his neck with disbelief, blood was everywhere in his fingers, and a few rumbling sounds in his throat, and he fell to the ground.
Chapter completed!