v2 Chapter 345： Lonely cowboy

Until today, Zhang Heng only had two horse riding experiences, and he was the kind of child-style foal riding in the park when he was a kid. He was led by someone to go around at a speed of almost ten steps per hour. The slap-sized field ran a few laps.

In other words, this is actually the first time he actually chose horses as a means of transportation. Although he is also yearning for the scene of riding a horse, but from the perspective of safety, Zhang Heng decided to start from the basic difficulty. Step by step.

So he finally picked a brown horse that was the shortest, the thinnest, and had a little hair loss. Compared with its companions, it looked relatively docile, and Zhang Heng was not so resistant when he approached it. Zhang Heng While he was looking down at the forage, he came to its side.

After trying to touch its back, the shaggy brown horse sneezed and twisted twice. Seeing that Zhang Heng didn't mean to leave, it didn't move more intensely, and continued to bury his head in the grass.

Just you.

Zhang Heng made a decision in his heart. He is not unaware that this horse is not as good as other horses, but no matter how good it is, it must meet the right owner to make use of it. For Zhang Heng, no other horse is better than this. A Buddhist horse is more suitable for him.

There is also the benefit of not running fast, at least he has a much lower risk of falling.

After choosing his mount, Zhang Heng released the other horses, and they were grilled along with the bar.

Then Zhang Heng didn't rush on the road, but rode his new horse in the town and ran two laps first to relive the feeling of riding.

He still remembers something he learned in the park that year.

For example, do n’t put your feet on the stables so that they ’re too dead, to prevent them from being dragged by the horses as rags when they fall. It ’s true that grabbing the reins, but Zhang Heng has forgotten, and he ca n’t remember the immediate sitting position. However, he still remembers a bit when he started and slowed down. He turned to him for a period of time to study and was barely able to do it, but he was not very skilled.

There is no way. After all, he is just a novice who explores by himself. In fact, because of his excellent balance and control of the body, he has done much better than most beginners.

After practicing for a while, Zhang Heng felt that he should be almost on the road, so he put on a felt hat and pulled the reins and set off in the direction of Lincoln County.

On the vast Gobi, a cowboy knight with two guns riding his horse in the hot sun in Mercedes-Benz, such a picture has the feeling of western movies.

Of course, it depends on how you define Mercedes. In fact, Zhang Heng and his hair-shedding horse are only a little faster than walking.

But if he can walk without himself, Zhang Heng can't complain too much. He doesn't dare to let the horse run away. First, for his own safety, and second, to prevent him from reaching his destination. A horse that didn't seem to be able to run itself split it first, then Zhang Heng could only walk.

One man and one horse embarked on this journey.

When the sun rose to the highest position in the sky, Zhang Heng found a slightly cooler place in accordance with the convention, dismounted and replenished some water and food. By the way, I calculated that it would take five days to reach Lincoln County at his current speed. After that, there was nothing wrong with the food, but if you take the horse's portion into account, it will only last for three days. Of course, you ca n’t die without drinking water for a day or two, but Zhang Heng is not. What a habit of masochism.

According to Rich, which has been hung up, there are other towns from the mine town to Lincoln County. However, a little detour is needed. If the detour time is also taken into account, he may have to reach Lincoln County. After seven days.

Fortunately, Zhang Heng is not short of time now.

After having lunch, Zhang Heng and his hairless horses hit the road again, this time they walked for five hours.

Gobi's scene has its own desolate magnificence, but it will also have a monotonous feeling after a long time.

In addition, after sitting for so long immediately, Zhang Heng's muscles also began to feel sore. At the same time, under the friction of the saddle, his sides of his thighs were a little uncomfortable, and this was only his first day.

It is said that when the railway was not yet constructed, cowboys sometimes made months of trekking to catch cattle. During this period, they not only took care of thousands of cattle, guarded against wolves and snakes, but sometimes also faced the ambush of the Indian tribe. Even after the initial construction of the railway network, the sale of live cattle still requires cowboys to travel far away.

So those who are qualified for this job are some real warriors. It is no wonder that the cowboy culture will be popular in the United States for so many years.

Zhang Heng's stand-alone trip to the west was interrupted the next night. At that time, he just raised the fire to finish the meal, drank his cooked corn paste, and then heard the sound of horseshoes.

Zhang Heng took out the [filter lens] on his body, and when the person came into the effective range of [filter lens], he could see the other person's appearance clearly. It was a middle-aged man with a moustache and it seemed to be running in the desert. For a while, the ashamed face ~ www.novelhall.com ~ but did not hide his handsome face.

However, Zhang Heng first noticed the badge on his left chest, but this badge did not let him relax his vigilance.

This is the Wild West, known as the Impossible Land. No one can really rely on the gun in their hands. Even the sheriff or marshals, there are many people who are also evil. Guy even takes black and white.

Such people are even more dangerous than real gangsters.

Zhang Heng said nothing and pulled out a Colt revolver from his waist.

The other party's response was quick, and he subconsciously pulled out his gun.

However, the distance between the two is still about 250 meters, and it is dark. In the blessing of [Filter Lens], he cannot be Zhang Heng's opponent.

Zhang Heng even had time to wait until he pulled out the gun before pulling the trigger. Considering the identity of the opponent, the shot was only a warning. The bullet hit the mustache in his hand and let his weapon fly out.

"Oh, relax friends, I am a law enforcement officer, not malicious." The moustache pulled the reins and stopped the horse. This equestrian he accidentally exposed made Zhang Heng very envious.

"Is there anything I can do for you, Mr. Law Enforcer." Zhang Heng heard nothing but said calmly and did not retrieve the gun in his hand.

The bailiff on the opposite side can clearly understand Zhang Heng's vigilance, just as he would draw a gun before choosing communication. In this inaccessible wilderness, no matter how careful you are, there is nothing wrong with it.

He raised his hands and signaled that he had no intention of doing anything wrong. He moved the horse closer to the bonfire, and finally he could roughly distinguish Zhang Heng's appearance, and hesitated, "Are you an Indian?"

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