Chapter 65 Big waves wash away the sand and see gold
An hour passed, and finally the first lucky person appeared. A cavalryman finally tamed an ordinary dragon-scaled horse. He ran back on the dragon-scaled horse and shouted at Yang Wancai from a distance.
"Teacher Yang! I succeeded! I succeeded!"
Yang Wanchai was upset and said angrily: "If you succeed, cherish it! Don't let it run away again."
"I know, I will never make that mistake again." The cavalryman hurriedly took his dragon scale horse to feed it well. When he left, he couldn't help but look back. He had just fought so hard with him.
The brothers shouted: "Brothers! It must be done!"
After saying that, his eyes turned red, and he put a set of equipment on the horse. Then, holding back his tears, he fed the collected dragon blood grass into the mouth of the dragon scale horse while staring at his brothers who were still struggling on the grass.
The soldiers who were lucky enough to succeed rode their dragon scale horses back to the camp one after another, but there were more brothers still struggling among the horses, and no one was willing to fail, and no one was willing to give up.
The leader of the dragon-scaled horse chosen by Xu Bazhi seemed to have endless energy, giving Xu Bazhi no chance to get back on the horse.
Some cavalrymen were repeatedly thrown off by the dragon-scaled horses, but they still jumped on the horses without hesitation. Finally, they were convinced by the horses and ran back crying and laughing on the horses.
"Forty-eight. There are forty-three who have not returned."
Two hours later, more than half of the people finally came back. Although these people had experienced a failure, after experiencing this life and death experience, they had a ruthlessness that other cavalry did not have. They were willing to risk their lives.
That’s the real ruthlessness!
No one can tell how many of the remaining soldiers will be able to successfully ride back on dragon-scaled horses. Only a few of them can be seen now. The rest are unknown where they have gone. They may have stayed in this pasture forever.
.The remaining ones were struggling on horseback just like Xu Bazhi.
Three hours later, two more cavalrymen who had successfully tamed the dragonscale horses came back exhausted on their dragonscale horses. Among the struggling cavalrymen, in addition to the two who came back, there were two more.
The three disappeared. Only Xu Bazhi and the other two cavalrymen were still struggling on horseback.
Four hours later, the other two cavalrymen also successfully returned on dragon-scaled horses. So far, a total of fifty-two cavalrymen have returned. There are still thirty-nine cavalrymen who have not returned. But only Xu Bazhi can be seen.
One person, Xu Bazhi, kept his hands stuck to the horse's neck, and when it fell, he kept trying to use his feet to re-clamp the dragon scale horse's back.
Five hours passed, and during this hour, not a single cavalry came back. Even the leader of the dragon-scaled horse chosen by Xu Bazhi began to get tired, and the amplitude and frequency of his jumps dropped a lot. Xu Bazhi had more opportunities to try to trap him.
He had to hold on to the horse's back. But he was already exhausted, and relying solely on his amazing perseverance, he kept holding on to the mane on the dragon scale horse's neck.
The sky is slowly getting dark, and the night on the grassland is coming. Everyone's mood is getting heavier and heavier.
Gotta get.
A group of people came over from the distance of the pasture. There were fourteen people in total. So far, the total number of cavalry who had returned had reached sixty-six. There were still twenty-five who had not returned.
"Professor Yang, we succeeded!" Fourteen people shouted in unison.
"Where have you bastards gone?" Yang Wanchai felt his throat was stiff and could only hide his emotions with a roar.
"The horse was frightened and ran away. It took a long time to find it again."
"Is there anyone else over there?" Yang Wanchai asked.
The fourteen people all shook their heads. They already knew that many of the brothers who had taken the adventure together were still not back, and they didn't know whether they were alive or dead. The excitement they had just returned had been completely replaced by heavy sadness.
"Xu Bazhi has fallen!"
When everyone looked at the horses again, they saw that Xu Bazhi, who had been on horseback just now like a boat drifting in the roaring waves, had disappeared.
"Alas! What a pity. Maybe if he persists for a while, he will succeed." Hu Benrui sighed.
Du Xuan also sighed in his heart. It was so cruel to be washed away by the waves. Du Xuan did not want to train soldiers in such a cruel way. But as the commander of an army, he must be stronger than others, or cruel. Compassion does not control soldiers,
Putting untrained soldiers on the battlefield will only harm them.
Suddenly a herd of tens of thousands of horses made way for a way, and a chestnut-red dragon-scaled horse ran out.
"Look! There's a man on the horse's horns!"
What makes people very worried is that the chestnut red dragon scale horse seems to be picking up a person on its horn. It seems that the dragon scale horse is using its horn to penetrate the body. It is not clear whether that person is Xu Bazhi or not.
It is always a pity for any soldier to die so tragically. No one is prepared to kill the dragon scale horse to avenge the soldier, because the dragon scale horse is already the wealth of Black Bear Castle. The soldier died in this way
, which is not considered cowardly.
The dragon-scaled horse ran out of the herd and jogged towards the place where the Black Bear Castle cavalry was stationed. The warrior on the horse's horn kept swaying as the dragon-scaled horse ran. As they ran closer, everyone discovered that there was a horn on the horse's horn.
The person in question was Xu Bazhi, who had disappeared for a while.
"It's Xu Bazhi! It's Xu Bazhi!" Someone saw clearly the face of the selected cavalryman and recognized him.
Chen Xiaochu jumped off his horse and ran over quickly: "Old man! Don't die!"
"Don't hurt the dragon-scaled horse! Its horns didn't hurt anyone!" Yang Wanchai shouted loudly.
There was no blood on Xu Bazhi's body, so it was obvious that he was not pierced by the horn of the dragon scale horse.
When Chen Xiaochu approached, the dragon-scaled horse lowered his head, gently placed Xu Bazhi on the ground, and then gently arched Xu Bazhi with his head. Xu Bazhi's body moved as the dragon-scaled horse pushed. The dragon-scaled horse moved again.
Licking Xu Bazhi's face with his tongue.
Everyone felt a little strange and didn't know what the dragon-scaled horse was doing.
Chen Xiaochu ran to Xu Bazhi, hugged Xu Bazhi, and pushed the dragon-scaled horse away with his hands. The chestnut-red dragon-scaled horse seemed a little aggrieved and did not leave, but circled around Xu Bazhi and Chen Xiaochu.
Chen Xiaochu shook Xu Bazhi's body vigorously: "Lao Ba, wake up! Wake up! Lao Ba."
Chen Xiaochu just quickly checked Xu Bazhi's body and found that except for Xu Bazhi's bloody hands and multiple scratches on his body, there were no fatal injuries. Therefore, there was some suspicion that Xu Bazhi was just in a coma from exhaustion.
Sure enough, Xu Bazhi opened his eyes weakly, looked at Chen Xiaochu, and smiled.
"You're not dead!" Chen Xiaochu, who was crying in tears, grinned.
"It's a pity, it's just a little bit close." Xu Bazhi sighed.
"That's not right. You have become it. What do you think this is? You were picked out by this dragon-scaled horse with its horn. You have earned a profit. Apart from you, only the third son of our Black Bear Castle has the leader of the dragon-scaled horse.
.Not even Professor Yang." Chen Xiaochu said.
Teacher Yang stood behind him and hummed to cover up his embarrassment. The mounts of his cavalry were stronger than his own, so how could he take them with him in the future?