life in ancient gods

Chapter 91
"...Hiss!" The cavalry of the Liao Kingdom riding a maroon horse charged towards Su Pingan like a fast-moving rocket.

Under the dazzling sunshine, Su Pingan was extremely nervous. He forced himself to calm down and stared closely at the charging Liao cavalry, with a drop of sweat flowing down his forehead.

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10 meter

When the Liao cavalry was only 10 meters away from Su Pingan, the little white eagle suspended above Su Pingan's head suddenly chirped and flew past the Liao cavalry's face like a bolt of lightning.

"Ah...!" The Liao cavalry's eyes were scratched by the little white eagle, and his face was covered with blood. He screamed in pain and couldn't help but raise the spear in his hand, but the speed of the maroon war horse under his crotch was too fast. But he didn't slow down at all, and rushed straight towards Su Pingan with the sound of hunting.

"Whoosh!" Su Pingan jumped onto the grass next to him and hid.

"%&..." The cavalryman of the Liao Kingdom swept past Su Ping'an with a black-tasseled spear in his hand, and almost rolled over from his horse. He closed his eyes full of blood and roared angrily. , quickly pulled the horse's rein and turned the horse's head.

At this moment, Su Ping'an got up from the grass, with a cold light flashing in his eyes, he held the Qingfeng sword tightly in his hand, took a stride, and jumped.

A cold light of the sword flashed across, and the Qingfeng sword clanged in his hand. Under the powerful strike, the armor and flesh and blood behind the Liao cavalry were easily torn by the Qingfeng sword like a piece of paper. The Liao cavalry screamed in pain and fell to the horse Then, a large piece of blood gushed out from his back.

"Ah...!" The Liao cavalry rolled on the ground in pain, screaming in succession, the blood dyed the grass red, but the Liao cavalry still held the black-tasseled spear tightly in their hands, refusing to let go. Want to struggle to get up.

"Boom!" The Qingfeng sword fell from the sky, and pierced the throat of the Liao cavalry. The Liao cavalry twitched a few times and then fell silent.

"Huh..." Su Ping'an took a long breath, lowered his head, his hair was already soaked in sweat, "It's dangerous..."

Because of being surprised, the maroon warhorse ran under a tree in the distance early and circled around in place.

"Whispering..." The little white eagle landed on Su Ping'an's shoulder.

"Thank you, little guy." Su Pingan breathed a sigh of relief, stroked the little white eagle on his shoulder, and stood up, the blade of the Qingfeng sword in his hand glowing with blood. The corpse of the national cavalry was wiped, and the scabbard was still visible.

Chao Wang looked into the distance and said, "Fortunately, the horse didn't run away. Let's search for something on him first."

A golden waist plate was found on the waist of the corpse of the Liao cavalry, with an eagle painted on it, and several Khitan characters written beside it.

In his arms, he found more than ten taels of silver and a slightly yellowed book with no words on the cover.

Su Ping'an opened a page and saw that it was densely packed with Chinese characters and pictures.

I flipped through a few pages in a row, and each page was like this. On the picture were figures holding spears, making different moves.

Su Ping'an read a few pages carefully and found that it turned out to be a secret book of the Yang family's marksmanship, and couldn't help but feel overjoyed.

But then he became a little puzzled, looked at the corpse of the Liao cavalry, and thought to himself: "... Strange, how did this Liao cavalry get the Yang family's marksmanship?... Well, maybe this Liao cavalry just got this book It’s not long since the secret transmission, and it’s Chinese characters again, and I haven’t learned the marksmanship above, otherwise, wouldn’t it be me who is lying on the ground now…”

With this thought in mind, he spent half an hour memorizing all the moves in the book, and using the black tassel spear, he performed two moves against the moves in the picture.

"The roc spreads its wings, the red phoenix rises to the sun, the poisonous snake emerges from its hole, the bottom of the sea churns, the whirlwind sweeps away the snow, the dark clouds cover the snow, and the carbine returns..."

He practiced the Yang family's marksmanship according to the moves drawn on the picture.

Another hour later, he has already learned all the Yang family's marksmanship moves, but they are still very unfamiliar.

"Ding, congratulations to the host, you have learned the Yang family's marksmanship."

Host: Su Ping'an
Attributes: Constitution 45, Strength 41, Dexterity 48
Status: slightly tired
Skills: Reconnaissance, Physical Strengthening LV3, Attacking Sword LV3, Sunset Bow LV1 [Sunset Bow increases the host's agility by 5 points per level], Yang Family Spear LV1 [Yang Family Spear increases the host's strength by 5 points per level 】

Items: Qingfeng Sword, Golden Soft Armor, Bright Light Armor

Level: VIP8
Wealth: 29 silver/bank note
Experience: 10000/600000 [Every tael of silver spent will increase a little experience]

[All interpretation rights belong to the system]

The spoils include a black-tasseled spear, a scimitar, and a dagger, all of which Su Ping'an stored in his personal warehouse.

Then, Su Ping'an cut off the left ear of the Liao cavalryman, which is the proof of beheading the enemy. Only the left ear was cut off because the ancients respected the left ear, and the court was afraid that someone would cut off the enemy's two ears. Pretending to be military exploits.

Su Pingan took off the Liao cavalry's armor, together with the riding boots, and put it on himself. Although there was a hole in the back of the armor, it was fine.

He hung the gold plaque that was originally hung on the waist of the cavalryman of the Liao Kingdom on his waist. As long as he doesn't speak, the Khitan people must not be able to identify his true identity so easily.

When he came to the maroon war horse, he carefully stroked the long maroon mane of the horse, looked into the horse's eyes, and softly comforted him: "Horse, horse, I'm a good person, I don't care about you." will hurt you."

"Baby, baby..." The maroon warhorse in front of him looked at Su Pingan warily, snorted, and shook his head.

Su Pingan was afraid of scaring the bay red horse again. Seeing that there was a burlap bag beside the bay red horse, and there were four or five cake-shaped dry food in the sack, he took out one and put it in front of the bay red horse's mouth.

The bay red horse glanced at Su Ping'an, stretched out its big tongue, rolled the cake into its mouth, and chewed it.

"Mutter, whisper..." The little white eagle watched the bay red horse eat, and called twice.

"Little guy, are you hungry too?" Su Pingan took out a small piece of wolf meat from the storage to feed the little white eagle. Thanks to the little white eagle's help this time, he wanted to reward the little guy Only then.

The little white eagle doesn't eat much, a small piece of meat is enough to feed it, but Su Ping'an is in a dangerous situation now, and he must ensure that the food is absolutely not wasted in order to have a chance to return to the border of the Daye Dynasty.

He comforted the maroon warhorse for a while, and seeing that the warhorse was less vigilant towards him, he tried to get on the horse. While getting on the horse, he held the reins tightly with both hands, for fear that the warhorse would Use your temper and throw him off.

Fortunately, this war horse seems to be quite docile, and with Su Ping'an's comfort and feeding, it seems to have recognized him.

"Drive!" After Su Pingan sat down, he raised his hand and patted the back of the maroon war horse. Like a red cloud, the maroon horse galloped across the endless wilderness with Su Pingan.

(End of this chapter)