C169 herdsman

The sound of whips and carriages rumbled.

It was a refreshing autumn season. Even the sky seemed exceptionally bright and profound at this time of year. The green prairie was dotted with grazing sheep and sparse shrubs. The flocks of sheep were like white clouds that flowed over the hillside. The entire world was like a landscape painting.

On the official road that led from the Cloud County to the Dragon City, there was a large group of carriages.

The carts were packed to the brim with goods.

On the carriage, there was a red triangular flag with the word 'Xiao' on it.

On top of each carriage, besides the coachman, there was also a strong youngster. He tied the hair bun to his right side with a black cloth and tied it around his neck. He then looked around with his chest puffed out.

The convoy was surrounded by riders, all of whom looked quite vigorous, guarding the convoy. Some carried swords on their backs, while others had lances on their horses.

The whistle sounded again and again.

Among the guards of the carriage, the most eye-catching one was a young man who was not too tall, but was quite handsome.

Only he was carrying a saber in a scabbard on his waist, and anyone with a good eye could see the ruby embedded in the hilt. When the sun shines, the reflection would be eye-catching.

This young master wore gorgeous leather armor, and if one looked carefully, they would see that he wasn't even 20 years old. His eyes were shining brightly, and he looked extraordinarily valiant while riding the horse.

The guards of the caravan all took their positions, leaving him the only one who couldn't sit still. He constantly urged his horse from the front to the back, and then from the back to the front.

He did not hold on to the reins with both hands. A Ferghana Horse was able to urge him to move extremely quickly just by relying on its leg strength. Everyone cheered, "Young Master Li is good with the horse riding technique! Young Master Li is so talented! "

"Humph!" What's so great about it? "Wait until I finish the first stage of my physical training, and then I will begin my equestrian training. I will surpass him in less than a year!" On the car, seeing Li Zi Cheng recklessly riding on Xiao Wen's Ferghana Horse, occasionally flying past him, Guan Yu had a face full of depression.

Although he was able to defeat Li Zicheng in just two or three matches, Guan Yu was clearly not the future generation's second master, who had beheaded Yan Liang, beheaded Wen Gui, and beheaded six generals.

Don't even mention competing with Li Zicheng, who had been dealing with horses since he was young, whether he could ride a horse steadily or not.

"At that time, I'll be able to use Mister Xiao's Ferghana Horse to ride, right?" He said to Xiao Wen.

After all, the original owner of the body was barely able to walk two steps on a packhorse. However, a horse was a very spiritual animal, and a Ferghana Horse was a very spiritual existence.

This beast's eyes were very sharp, it was able to tell what kind of person was riding on its back.

If he let Xiao Wen, this Battle Dregs, ride on it, the colt definitely wouldn't be convinced. He didn't think that he would be able to make Xiao Wen fall off the horse.

This time when he went to the Huns, he didn't know what to think, so he directly sent his eldest son, Li Zicheng, to Xiao Wen, saying that it was to increase his knowledge.

Coincidentally, Li Zi Cheng's riding skills were good, so Xiao Wen allowed him to ride the Ferghana Horse and stroll along the road.

On the other side, the reason why he didn't let Guan Yu train in horseplay was actually to train his temperament.

Otherwise, if he tried to learn horse techniques, not only would it reduce his efficiency in physical training, it would also give birth to a strong mentality.

After all, Guan Yu had been hopelessly arrogant in his previous life. If not for his strength that matched his arrogant personality, he might have been killed one day.

However, one had to know that in this world, there was always someone stronger.

In this world, Lu Bu was not the only one who could match up to him in the last years of the Eastern Han Dynasty.

Qin Qiong in the Tang Dynasty, Zhou Yafu in the Western Han Dynasty, Wei Qing in the Western Han Dynasty, and Yue Fei in the Song Dynasty all appeared together in this world.

Whether Guan Yu can defeat them and become the strongest martial general in the world will depend on whether he can effectively use every minute of his training time in the future.

However, Sun Shangxiang giggled and said: "Idiot Yu, you think horse riding is too simple. The best foal for a general is not some Ferghana horse, nor is it a big, high-backed horse. (The Arabian horse was, in recent times, the best breed in the world.) "

"The best horse is actually the little guy who you personally taught to be a warhorse after he was born and took care of him since he was young. Only with it can we cooperate unparalleled with you. "

"Don't look at Li Zicheng, who is currently riding on his master's horse. If you let him choose a horse to fight on, he will choose a foal that he grew up playing with. "

"I didn't expect you to know so much." Zhuge Liang, who was at the side, looked at Sun Shangxiang and could not help but exclaimed.

"Of course." Sun Shangxiang raised her little nose and said proudly: "I've been wandering in the world since I was young, and I've seen a lot of things. Even my father, the county governor, might not have the same experience as me. "In fact, in the southeast Wu County, no one would dare to claim that they are number one even if I were to say that I am number two."

"That's because there aren't many crosstalkers in the southeast region that are that good!" "Picking out a few bridgemen from the clouds who have just reached the Qualifying Line can be considered top-notch." Xiao Wen rolled his eyes on the side, exposing Sun Shangxiang's boasting.

This time, Sun Shangxiang stuck out her small tongue in dissatisfaction.

Suddenly, a shout came from the team: "There's someone on the left!"

Countless gazes instantly shot over, and some riders reached to pull out the katana on their backs. Even Xiao Wen, who was on the carriage, looked through the window with a vigilant expression.

He saw a figure standing up shakily in the grass on the left, about thirty to forty steps from the road. He fell back into the bushes. A few riders were about to ride their horses to see what was going on.

Li Zi Cheng whistled, then said to one of them: "Zhang Tu, go and get that man!"

"Yes sir!" Although he was dressed as a Chinese, Zhang Dazhi had a Tang accent.

He looked like a man with long hands and feet, and he looked fierce and light.

In less than two seconds, the horse was already at the spot where the figure had appeared. He rolled over onto his side and did not get off the horse. Instead, he picked up a figure.

He then placed him on the back of the horse. Everything was done in a galloping horse. It was so beautiful that it was even more straightforward. He shouted at the Fifth Master, "Young Master Li, catch him! It's a little shepherd! "

Li Zicheng looked at this disheveled and disheveled guy, his clothes were tattered, and his entire body reeked of blood. He did not reveal a disgusted expression.

He looked at Xiao Wen and said, "Bring him to Mister Xiao, so that Mister Xiao can ask him what kind of place this is."

It turned out that a month after Xiao Wen entered the Great Prairie, they didn't know where they were due to all the tribes migrating along the way.

Even though they knew that they could reach the Dragon City of the Huns if they followed this road, which had been laid bare by the wheels of countless commercial ventures.

However, due to the lack of trade with the tribes along the way, without any supplies, it would be very difficult for them to reach the Dragon City.