Eight hundred and thirtieth chapter king of wild horses
There are three types of unfilial piety, the greatest is not having heirs. This is an ancient Chinese saying. It is also deeply rooted in the minds of this Mongolian royal family that has been passed down for more than 800 years. The blood inheritance of a nation is very important. This middle-aged Khan King was an infatuated man when he was young.
Seed, who has never married since his lover passed away, did not expect that he would also have to bear the troubles caused by blood inheritance.
The middle-aged King Khan stared at the bust of a woman on the armrest with his eyes. His slightly thin face showed a sickly paleness. He looked like a wounded lone eagle on the throne, facing the aggressiveness of the two clan elders.
The indescribable bitterness in his heart was caused by the pressure. If it were twenty years ago, he would have given up the throne without hesitation, but today, he has been burdened with too many things. Taking a step back is not a vast sea and sky, but a cliff.
"Two elders, do you think Wushu can do better than me? My son has grown up now, and one day he will come back." The middle-aged King Khan gently touched the statue on the armrest with his fingers.
, looking blankly at the door, as if the next moment his son, who had been away for many years, would come towards him with a smile.
Elder Li Jian stood up and said with a scornful smile: "Son? Are you talking about the son you gave birth to to a Chinese woman eighteen years ago? I didn't expect that you are still living in fantasy after eighteen years. It seems that
Your elder brother Wu Shu is right, a coward like you is not worthy of being the Khan of the Chahara tribe."
A flush appeared on the middle-aged Khan King's pale face, and he said in a deep voice: "Don't forget that Wu Shu was exiled before. He came back just to dig up the treasures in the tomb. I will never allow this kind of blasphemy against our ancestors."
I will be the king of Khan unless I die."
Chahartai stood up and patted the dust on his knees, glanced at King Khan with an angry look on his face, sighed and said: "Ahig, if I can bring your son to the Aobao Festival in three days' time, then
You are still King Chahara Khan."
Elder Li Jian smiled coldly and said: "Yes, when the time comes we will ask the Great Shaman Huda Merlin to bless the new King Khan, so you can do it yourself!"
The two elders looked at each other, turned around and walked out of the palace gate with their heads held high. Drops of cold sweat oozed from the middle-aged Khan King's pale face. Suddenly he covered his lips with his hand and coughed violently. He opened his palms and saw a pool of bright red blood.
Dazzling.
The sunshine over the Gobi seems to be extremely hot. Even the wind blown by the air conditioner seems to be hot when one is sitting in the car. Looking out the window, the air seems to be turbulent like waves. The weather is really too hot.
Daleng didn't dare to drive the car too fast, because it was most likely to have a tire blowout when driving in the Gobi. The two spare tires had already been replaced once. If the tire blew out again, he would have to walk. Fortunately, he was not far from the Chahara Royal City.
If you persist for another hour or so, you will be able to get out of this roasting desert.
Xu Qing lit a cigarette and smoked it. For some reason, he felt more nervous the closer he got to the royal city of Nalaoshizi. He smoked one cigarette after another, almost turning Daleng next to him into a piece of living bacon.
It was filled with smoke, choking someone to death.
"Xu Qing, please don't smoke this cigarette, okay? Use this one!" Daleng has now changed his name and no longer calls him Bater. He is holding a small bottle with a big belly carved from jade and handed it to Xu Qing who was standing aside.
This is one of the three treasures of Mongolian men: a snuff bottle.
Xu Qing took the snuff bottle, opened the lid, poured some powder, put it to his nostrils, and took a sip. He felt cool and cool with the smell of tobacco. His nostrils were itchy and he sneezed twice. This thing was still fresh after use.
I'm really not used to it.
"Come on, I can't get used to this stuff. It's better to smoke cigarettes." Xu Qing threw the snuff bottle at the front of the car, held the cigarette in his mouth and started smoking again.
Daleng couldn't say much, so he could only grab the snuff bottle and put it away. At this moment, there was a burst of rapid horse hooves in front, and a yellow cloud rolled past. It turned out to be more than ten dark brown wild horses. These horses
It has a big head and a thick neck, and powerful four hooves. Running at the front is a pure black tall black horse. This horse is obviously two heads taller than the others of its kind. When running, its tail trembles straight, and it is as fast as the wind.
"Black whirlwind! I actually saw the black whirlwind!" Daleng suddenly became as excited as if he had been shot to death. He turned the steering wheel desperately and chased the wild horses.
The herd of wild horses also felt that someone was chasing behind them, and they ran even more happily. The black horse running in the front actually stopped, turned its head and glanced at the speeding car, shook its head, snorted and started to run.
Running to the other side, the strange thing is that the wild horses did not chase it at all, but ran in the opposite direction. This kind of thing had obviously happened more than once, and the horses had become accustomed to it.
Daleng stepped on the accelerator, ignored the other wild horses, and ran after the Black Tornado. Black Tornado, the legendary king of wild horses on the grassland, actually had no intention of capturing the horse.
Even if you chase it for a while, it would be better.
The speed of the black whirlwind in the Gobi desert is much faster than that of a car, but it is obviously a target that is often chased. After running for a while, it deliberately slows down, and from time to time it turns around and snorts, using Tianjin idioms, teasing
You are playing!
The car and the horse always maintained a distance of nearly 500 meters. Xu Qing noticed that the wild horse called Black Tornado did not run in a straight line at all, but took a similar S-shaped route, not to mention a little bit.
Like the Ghost Walk, this horse is obviously designed to prevent people on the vehicle from using long-range weapons or the like. Such a running route can make it difficult for people to aim.
Daleng was completely excited when he saw Black Tornado. He had forgotten all about the flat tire. He stared at the black horse with his eyes fixed on the black horse. He turned on the steering wheel and pushed forward desperately. Xu Qing on the side felt that
It was as if he was sitting in a cradle, and he quickly fastened his seat belt. He could not figure out what charm this king of wild horses had, which could make Daleng, who was originally an honest and kind person, suddenly become a completely different person.
Bang! The car body tilted with a loud explosion, and a tire burst. Daleng could only apply the brakes and stop. The enthusiasm in his eyes gradually faded, and he breathed a long sigh of relief and looked at the black whirlwind that had stopped in the distance.
The wild horse actually lowered its head and leisurely gnawed on a thorny gray twig at its feet. It seemed to be deliberately provoking the people in the car. The consequences of chasing it would be to be teased.
Xu Qing grinned, stretched out his hand to unbuckle his seat belt, and glanced through the car window at the King of Wild Horses who was eating bubble thorns in the distance. A flash of light flashed in his eyes, and he cursed in a low voice: "Paralyzed, a wild horse."
If you are so arrogant as a donkey, I will catch you and walk you around for a few laps today!"
Peng! Daleng who was waiting on the side turned his head when he heard the sound. Xu Qing had already opened the door and jumped out of the car. His figure flashed towards the black whirlwind like lightning. No matter the scorching sun, today Xiao Xu will follow