Daqin: Zulong's Traveling Frog

Chapter 316 Horse Thief
The three corpses were buried deep under the yellow sand.A moment later, a gust of wind came blowing from the ground, the fine sand rolled leisurely, and the yellow sand mist rose slowly, covering everything it passed, and the condensed blood stains were instantly covered up.

The desert is such a calm and almost cold place, and the blood dripping on the yellow sand will definitely dry faster than anywhere else.

Xiao Yang watched Khotan and his party go away, he hastily turned his horse's head around, and wanted to go back to the father-in-law spring, and found Xiao Xiaosheng to ask what happened.After walking for two or three miles, I suddenly heard the sound of horseshoes approaching from a distance like a storm behind me, and I turned around in surprise!
I saw a large group of sturdy knights galloping towards him like lightning. There were as many as 30 to [-] knights in different costumes.

Everyone on horseback doesn't need a saddle, and their riding skills are superb, which is by no means comparable to that of ordinary traders.

Wherever the horseshoes went, dust rose up, only the scimitars in the hands of the knights shone brightly in the yellow dust.

Xiao Yang was stunned for a moment, then he managed to react and said secretly: "No, this must be the legendary horse thief."

Just as he was about to take off the big black bow beside the saddle, he remembered something again and slowly retracted his hand.

The group of people came so fast, they were close in an instant, and surrounded Xiao Yang.One person asked in blunt Chinese: "Hey, Han, who are you?" Xiao Yang said: "A passerby. Who are you?"

The man laughed and said, "Don't you recognize us? Then let me tell you..."

Deliberately prolonging his voice, he said word by word: "We are horse thieves."

He sang in a strange voice: "There is a season when the flowers bloom, but no one knows when the horse thief will arrive."

A large group of people suddenly burst into laughter.Xiao Yang spread his hands and said, "I have no money on me, not even a drop of water."

The man smiled and said: "We don't want money or water, but you want your people. Quickly dismount, throw down your weapons, and kneel on the ground!"

Xiao Yang took off his sword, bow and arrow and threw them on the sand beside him, got off his horse and fell to his knees.

Seeing that Xiao Yang had no intention of resisting, and was extremely obedient, the man sneered, turned his head and shouted loudly: "Boss, this man is not as powerful as the legends say, it's too easy to deal with, he's just a pussy."

An old voice asked, "Where are the other two?"

But he saw the horse thieves lifting their horses on both sides to make way like waves. An old man with a red face appeared on a white horse. He came to Xiao Yang and asked, "Where are the Taoist priests and guides?"

Xiao Yang said: "Who are you?"

The horse thieves on the side shouted and cursed: "You are impatient, answer the leader's questions quickly!" The old man shouted: "Don't treat distinguished guests like this."

Then he said proudly: "I am Chimu Zhan, the leader of the horse thieves. Have you heard of my name?"

Xiao Yang said: "I have heard it. I have heard that horse thieves kill people just to rob money and goods. I have nothing on me. How can I work for the boss?"

Chimu Zhan said: "Master Xiao Yang, you don't have to be too modest. Someone has offered you a big price. Your life is worth more than a caravan. Someone, tie up Master Xiao Yang and take him back to Mazong Mountain first, so that he can be treated well." I will take people to chase the Taoist priests and guides."

Several horse thieves dismounted in response, took out ropes, and stepped forward.Xiao Yang had been waiting for this moment, leaned over, and rolled over from his mount, avoiding the big hands stretched out behind him in time, with the ape arms relaxed, he had already grasped the big bow in his hand, flicked his right hand lightly, and a purple The feather arrow shot diagonally towards Chimu Zhan like a fire-breathing snake.

Although Chi Muzhan was old, his skills were quite agile, and he fell on his back in a hurry, but the arrow came too fast. Although it avoided the vital point in his belly, it still penetrated his right chest, and the huge force took him off the horseback He came down, fell heavily on the sand, and started coughing violently.

The horse thieves yelled loudly, showed their weapons, and stepped forward to surround Xiao Yang.Xiao Yang threw down the black bow, leaned over and grabbed two handfuls of sand on the ground, and threw it out with his hands, the yellow sand flew all over the sky, like a golden sea of ​​sand.The horse thieves could hardly open their eyes and cursed even more fiercely.

Xiao Yang kept throwing sand, and in the dense fog, the horse thief in front of him unconsciously stretched out his hand to cover his eyes. He took the opportunity to retrieve the saber, raised it out of its sheath, and shuttled around many people. With a wave of his long arm, the blade shone like snow , a young horse thief who was covering his eyes was immediately cut off half of his head.

When the horse thieves saw that their companions had been killed, they were furious and shouted: "Kill him! Kill him!"

Chimu Zhan reluctantly helped his confidant Shaqiku stand up and shouted: "Don't kill him, he must live."

Chi Muzhan was seriously injured and his voice was hoarse, making it difficult for others to hear.Sha Qiku repeated it loudly, saying: "The leader has something to say, this Han man must be captured alive."

However, figures flickered in the yellow sand, swords flew across, and the horse thieves in the innermost circle were fighting fiercely with the enemy.

Chimu Zhan saw that the scene was in chaos and it was difficult to distinguish between ourselves and the enemy. He was very worried. He reluctantly mounted his horse and shouted: "Listen to my order, everyone retreat and get your bows and arrows."

As soon as the word "come" fell, he heard the sound of feather arrows piercing the sky.In the blink of an eye, he became inexplicably anxious, feeling a sinister murderous intent approaching him, and the horse thieves were furious when they saw that their companion had been killed, and shouted, "Kill him! Kill him!"

Chimu Zhan reluctantly helped his confidant Shaqiku stand up and shouted: "Don't kill him, he must live."

Chi Muzhan was seriously injured and his voice was hoarse, making it difficult for others to hear.Sha Qiku repeated it loudly, saying: "The leader has something to say, this Han man must be captured alive."

However, figures flickered in the yellow sand, swords flew across, and the horse thieves in the innermost circle were fighting fiercely with the enemy.

Chimu Zhan saw that the scene was in chaos and it was difficult to distinguish between ourselves and the enemy. He was very worried. He reluctantly mounted his horse and shouted: "Listen to my order, everyone retreat and get your bows and arrows."

As soon as he finished speaking the word "come", he heard the sound of arrows piercing the air.In the flash of lightning, he became inexplicably anxious and felt a dangerous murderous intention approaching him. Then his body trembled and he felt a sharp weapon hit his vest, piercing in like a poisonous snake. .He lowered his head and could clearly see an arrow tip appearing on his heart. Without thinking more, he rolled off the horse, but this time he could not get up again.

Shaqiku rushed over to help the leader, but Chimu Zhan had already died.This fierce man who had dominated the desert for decades and killed countless people died here without any warning today.Shaqiku's throat moved twice, and he wanted to cry, but he couldn't help but look back——

There was a yellow tornado rolling through the sand, and the sand and dust continued to form a yellow dragon.It wasn't until recently that it was discovered that it was a magnificent yellow horse riding the wind, its hooves blowing the sand, and when it galloped freely, blood and sweat dripped from its body, sprinkled all the way on the yellow sand, like plum blossoms in full bloom.

The knight on the horse was also dressed in khaki clothes, and the flying sand and dust beat wildly on his huge cloak, as if the stormy waves were bumping a small boat, and he was always going to be swallowed up in the yellow sand.

(End of this chapter)