Spring and Autumn I Am King

Although Wang Sunqi once persuaded Zhao Wuxi with a stern face, not to name the horses easily. After he insisted on naming them, he found that Wang Sunqi's love for these four horses was far more than his.

"The leader Wuho is impatient and is the head of the horses; the five flowers are lively and active, and must not be placed outside as a horse; Feixue is shy, the red mane is strong, and the temperament complements each other, so they can be close to each other." This is Wang Sun During the period of teaching the royal family, Zhao Wuxi summed up the different personalities of the horses, which are very rare.

This made Zhao Wuxi understand one thing: only when he loves horses in his heart and understands the temperament of horses like a family member or a child can he become a top charioteer.

Now, the chariot has been put down, the reins have also been cut off by Wang Sunqi, and the only thing that is connected to the horse is the bow.

Zhao Wuxi knew what Wang Sunqi wanted to do, but he was still a little reluctant to let it go.

After spending a year with four spiritual animals, how could he be ruthless? Not to mention, each of them is worth more than 2,000 stone of corn.

"Gentlemen, there is no time, let them go!"

Wang Sunqi was urging, but Zhao Wuxi knew that this royal might be even more reluctant to give up.

The armored robbers in the rear are getting closer and closer, and the arrows of the dozen or so single riders in the rear are almost shooting into the air, and the threat to them is greatly reduced. Yu Xi has already started shouting for the knights to draw their swords, ready to face each other and make the final block.

And ∑∽ four tall imperial horses seemed to have a foreboding. They snorted and stared at the gleaming spear twenty paces ahead. They raised their front hooves up and down uneasy.

"Well, that's it."

Zhao Wuxi felt distressed. But now that there was no other way, he nodded heavily. Then he patted Cheng Tuan and Tian Ben on the shoulders and encouraged them to persevere. Be prepared to follow the horse to break out of the encirclement.

Seeing Zhao Wuxi's approval, Wang Sunqi breathed a sigh of relief, and drew the whip from his arms with a solemn expression on his face.

Half of Wang Sunqi's driving method came from homeschooling, and the other half came from the postal service known as "Bole".

It is rumored that the post is not properly driven and never wears a whip. He only gently manipulates the bridle, according to the temperament of different horses. Control priorities. Then, in the process of galloping, it becomes one with the horse, and the horse can be as flexible and obedient as the four limbs.

Wang Sunqi once said that his skills are not as good as postage, so he still carries a horse whip for emergencies. Although Zhao Wuxi had never seen him use it.

Now, in a desperate situation, Wang Sunqi raised his horse whip high, facing the leader Wuho. Violently pulled towards the jet-black cordo!

Wu Hoo didn't expect to be beaten for no reason. Under the pain, it suddenly raised its front hoof. He neighed in surprise and dissatisfaction.

When the second whip fell, Fei Xue. Chimane and Wuhua were both whipped. They were even more frightened. Driven by pain, fear and grievance, their hooves flew and began to run forward lifelessly.

However, after the horse started neighing, Zhao Wuxi suddenly remembered that if the horse is not controlled by anyone on weekdays, if it is blocked by a sharp weapon, it will only run back instead of bumping into it stupidly.

However, Sima did not look back.

Because at the moment when they ran with their hooves, Wang Sunqi turned over with a beautiful harrier and jumped onto the smooth back of the black hoof. He held the horse's belly tightly and rushed out with the horse.

"Wang Sun, you!"

Zhao Wuxi stretched out his hand to hold him, but it was too late to stop him. At this moment, Wu Xie suddenly remembered that a year ago, Wang Sunqi accompanied him on a tour of the stables and selected a good horse.

"In the past, when King Zhuang of Chu got a horse and a horse from the north of the Han Dynasty, he loved it deeply, took it with his name and character, and put it under the splendid house, and put it under the splendid house. After the horse died of illness, the son of Chu was so grieved that he sent the officials of Chu and the princes of Hanyang to mourn him, and wanted to bury him with the ceremony of a minister."

"Everyone in the world thought that King Zhuang of Chu was confused for a while, and You Meng Xianming was funny, and he tried to persuade him. This absurd thing was just over, but as a master, servants and ministers can understand Chu Zi's feelings. Those who love horses love their horses, especially children. That's why. Therefore, it is best for gentlemen not to name horses. Horses are spiritual beasts. If they have people's names, their emotions will only deepen. General grief, and even do stupid things."

Now, this charioteer, who loves horses like his life and is reluctant to let them suffer any damage, tightly holds the black mane of the black hoof, and the other holds the whip and beats the scorpion that is connected by the bow, forcibly. Force them to run towards the dead end ahead!

The horses ran faster and faster. Wang Sunqi's plan was to use their astonishing speed and four thousand pounds of flesh and blood, with their own lives, to break through this low wall composed of spears and thieves, and break a line for the gentleman. vitality!

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Twenty steps ahead, the dozens of thieves who barely stopped after the leader chopped off three heads in a row formed a human wall. They watched helplessly, after the madman on foot was injured and retreated, another madman came galloping on four frightened horses, neighing, and his hands and feet suddenly began to tremble.

Now, the four galloping horses have accelerated to the fastest, within ten steps!

According to the command of the young man Yu Rang, all the dagger heads and spear tips were aimed at the front, and each long soldier was placed horizontally, but now, looking from the side, you will find the wooden pole of each dagger spear. All trembling slightly.

The distance between the two sides was less than ten paces, and the group of thieves could clearly see the color of the horses, their strong tendons when they ran, and the mud splashed by their hooves.

With the size and weight of the four horses, plus their speed, wherever they go, anyone who dares to stop them will be instantly smashed into meat patties and fly a few meters away!

What made them tremble even more was the aura of a solemn expression on the **** horse's body--although one man was riding a horse, he was like a thousand troops!

Therefore, the morale of the group of thieves is rapidly decreasing, reaching the brink of collapse.

"Unstoppable!" "Unstoppable!" After someone shouted in despair, he threw away the spear in his hand and threw himself to the side regardless, hoping to avoid the galloping horse at the last moment.

At this last moment, at least half of the group of thieves chose to avoid it, and only twenty or thirty people who were slow to respond were still standing in the middle. Seeing the bigger and bigger horses pressing towards them, their faces were hideous, and there was only fear in their pupils.

"Ah!" With despair and fear, countless voices shouted together, mixed with the neighing of the horse.

The next moment, the horse as a whole slammed into the wall of people!

Although the horses were connected by the bow, Wang Sunqi cut off the wooden connection by swinging his sword at the last moment.

Therefore, the horses still ran first and last: the first to hit the red mane with a strong temperament, the horse's body was like a rolling red rock, and it slammed into the horizontal spear and broke it directly. After a few handles, some also penetrated through the body, and the horse's blood splattered on the ground.

The remaining strength of Chimane sent three or four spear-wielding thieves flying several meters away, and it slammed forward after more than ten steps frantically, trampled to death and injured several people, before crashing to the ground.

Followed by Feixue and Wuhua, their strength is relatively small, but they are also one to the left and one to the right, punching out five or six people's openings. Feixue, who was usually docile, was injured and frightened, and he even rushed down the cliff in one breath, directly against several people. Zhao Wuxi, who was behind him, only heard Kongmang screaming and screaming, and the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.

In the end, it was the black hoof controlled by Wang Sunqi. Because it was riding on people, it was the slowest and aimed at the position. It was also sparse because of the robbers. Therefore, there was no tragic collision, but after squeezing away several people in a row, he suddenly lost his front hooves, fell to his knees, and at the same time threw Wang Sunqi on his back!

Zhao Wuxi saw that his guardian plunged into the pile of mutilated corpses, and did not move.

His heart was full of mixed feelings, his face was twitching, and his throat seemed to be blocked by something. But the opportunity could not be missed, Zhao Wuxi's emotions only turned into a roar: "Second or third son, the forerunner!"

Zhao Wuxi wielded a two-footed sword, and led the remaining three or four disciples to march forward under Tian Ben and Cheng Tuan's entourage.

Yu Xi and the others at the back of the hall rode alone, and their horses felt the same way when their horses sacrificed their lives, and they all wailed in unison.

Now, the light knights also heard Zhao Wuxi's call, and after shooting the last few arrows towards the getting closer and closer to the armored robbers, they also quickly began to move.

During the period, after looking at each other, two light knights followed suit and drove their horses to charge backwards, hoping to stop the robbers for a while. Yu Xi couldn't stop it, so he could only watch them die with tears in his eyes.

The rest of the cavalry were surrounded by Zhao Wuxi, like geese flying, hoping to return to Chengxiang through the road that Wang Sunqi and Si Ma smashed with flesh and blood!

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The young Yu Chang stood on a high place and let out a long sigh.

Just now, he witnessed the frantic counterattacks of the villagers, and the feat of the charioteer driving the horses and ramming the Gemao human wall.

The enemy is so brave~www.wuxiahere.com~ This shocked him, but also felt like he was choking on his throat.

"Majestic! Presumably, their gentlemen treat each other like state scholars, otherwise, why would they repay each other with death, and especially not regret it?"

Yu Rang asked himself, if he was a gentleman of the Fan family, he would not be able to achieve this level, because he only received the treatment of "people", and he could repay it with the thoughts of the people.

Deep down in his heart, Yu Rang had the idea of ​​deliberately letting the monarchs and ministers in front of him pass safely. As long as he doesn't say anything to interfere, with the ability of these thieves, it is absolutely unstoppable.

However, Yu Rang couldn't do this, because when he was learning swordsmanship at a young age, he set himself the criterion of "doing things with one's own mind without second thoughts".

In any case, he is now a retainer of the Fan family, and he needs to do his part to be the monarch's goal.

Zhao Wuxi is the enemy of a gentleman of the Fan family, so whether he is benevolent and noble, or timid and vicious, he is the enemy of his promise! (To be continued..)

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