The person who was declared unable to run was now stumbling slowly along the path he came from.
"Tyrant! A group of terrorists! In our world, I have to report 110 and let the police arrest you!" Mei Liangchen wiped the blood stains on his forehead, grinned and jumped on his feet and hissed. "You bastard!! I cursed.
You can't win the battle! You're a bunch of primitive people who are ruining the general and the country!" She roared at the sky, frowned and grimaced, uncorked the water bag, raised her head and took a big sip.
"Warm..." She exhaled the turbid air in her chest, wiped the water stains on her chin with her arms, and laughed happily. In this way, she walked, cursed, drank the water left by Muren, and resisted the fierceness.
In the cold wind, I did something rude and crazy for the first time in my life...
Under the moonlight.
The galloping general blends into the dark night.
Dust and smoke were everywhere, and there were only three Hummers, but they were like an invincible army fighting against all odds, crossing the silent prairie like lightning. Muren took advantage of the moment when the horses were out of position, and kicked Agula's leg.
"Tsk!" Agula glared angrily, not understanding why the reckless Muren made such a sudden move.
Muren did not dare to say anything, so he could only tell Agula with gestures: the young stable boy was gone, and the wetland he just passed was where the boy stayed.
Agula turned back to look at the empty pasture, and stretched out his arms expressionlessly to warn: Don't worry about that bitch, just follow the general!
The sound of war horses and the clatter of iron hooves.
A hundred meters away in the distance, a gray figure was staggering in the middle of the dirt road. Yelu Qingge raised his sharp eagle eyes, and his bright riding whip drew a dazzling light in the air. After "driving" and shouting, the fierce and powerful 'Thunder God'
, the prancing horse neighed and rushed straight forward.
The person who is not afraid of death is Mei Liangchen.
She didn't know that the water Muren dropped was mixed with tasteless milk wine. She not only drank all the water along the way, but also threw the water bag that was in the way into the grass. Halfway through the journey, she became drunk and suddenly realized
She felt that she was still laughing and cursing the evil people who bullied her...
The iron hoofs stirred up gray-yellow dust, and in an instant people and horses arrived.
Muren's eyelids trembled, knowing that something was wrong!
The blind slave may have had his head smashed. He spared his life several times for the sake of the 'Thunder God', but according to the current situation, the young stable boy was not only ungrateful, but even caused him to be punished by the general.
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That's it, that's it! Let the general trample him to death to vent his anger. He just pretends that he can't see anything. The troublesome thing is where to find a stableman willing to feed the 'Thunder God' after he returns...
Agula also thought that the young stable boy would definitely die under the iron heel of the general. He felt nothing. It was like trampling to death an ant that was just trying to survive. Once it died, it was dead and not worth cherishing.
Seeing the muscular black war horse raising its hooves and about to step onto the back of a figure as delicate as tender grass on the prairie, a surprising scene appeared.
The unkempt ponyboy turned around and muttered something to the 'Thunder God'. The unparalleled purebred Dawan war horse suddenly stood upright, turned sideways, and put the horse on its back.
The owner threw it off...
"General"
"general"
"Hiss...hiss..." The thunder god's neighing sound echoed through the silent and empty grassland...