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Chapter 461 Cicada Catch

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    457 Cicada Catch

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    "The rattan of Hanshan is used as the back of the bow, and the tendons of Lu Qilin are used as the bowstring; the bow and arrow that shoots through the twelve layers of clouds will disperse all the dark clouds in the ghost domain".

    There were loud and clear songs on the grassland, and Naadam started the archery competition in the praise of the archers.  The competition is divided into static shooting, riding shooting and long-range shooting.  There is no limit to the style, weight, length, and pulling force of the bow and arrow. Each person shoots nine arrows, and the shooting is divided into three rounds. The top three are judged by the number of arrows that hit the target.  In this way, there is a difference between proficient use of bows and arrows and occasional use.

    Hong Niangzi, Feng Lei and others are good at personal martial arts. Compared with these first-rate archers on the grassland, there is still a gap in archery. With static shooting and long-range shooting, Hong Niangzi rushed into the top three but ranked last, while Feng Lei and Jing  Fo'er didn't even make it into the top ten, basically eliminating the possibility of continuing to participate in the wrestling competition.

    The first place in riding and shooting was neither Buhe from Tainingwei nor Suhebaru from Fuyuwei, but the big man Hara sent by the Jurchen Tripartite, Buhe was second, Suhebaru was third, and Red  The lady is in fourth place.  The arrival of Hara from the Jurchen Department immediately attracted the attention of all parties.

    Because although the red lady won the equestrian competition, her figure is too thin compared with the Mongolian warriors, and the wrestling competition is a comprehensive use of strength and skills. Mongolian nobles often use wrestling to select and promote wrestlers.  what?

    Under the protection of the guards, Yang Ling and Cheng Qiyun arrived at the Boke arena. They found a place in the circular field surrounded by the herdsmen spontaneously. They imitated them and sat on the ground, looking at the center of the arena. There was only a piece of soft grass right now.  .

    The competition started, and the first pair of competitors walked slowly towards the arena from both sides. As soon as they walked over, the cheering herdsmen burst into laughter.  The scenes on both sides are like a bull shaking its sharp horns, facing a little white sheep. The contrast is so great that this contest of power is almost unnecessary to continue.

    Walking in front of him was Fuyuwei's Lux Alatan Ula.  This is a man in his early twenties, with a burly body and a round waist. He wears a collar made of colorful cloth strips on his neck as thick as a cow-Jiang Ga, and his upper body is wearing a leather vest with black chest hair exposed.  He wears foam nails made of brass and silk, a pair of loose and pleated trousers made of sixteen-foot-long colored silk, and riding boots on his feet, looking majestic.

    Looking up and down, Cui Ying, the only finalist from the Onanhe Taka tribe, raised his eyebrows and showed a disapproving smile on his face.  With this thin body, no matter how good his skills are, it is impossible to defeat him.  His waist was three times as thick as Cui Ying's, and with a three-point swing, it was enough to throw this fair-skinned kid out of the arena.

    "Hey, Lord Baiyin will definitely give me a generous reward for getting rid of this competitor for Suhebaru." Alatan Ullah licked his thick lips and laughed.

    Everyone can tell that this person named Cui Ying is a Han Chinese, but Duoyan Sanwei and Damingwei live together, and there are the most Han people here, and the effect of mutual integration is the best.  Not only are many Mongolians dressed as Han Chinese at home and practicing Han customs, but there are also many cases of intermarriage or hiring each other to work. Feng Lei and Jing Fu'er, two rough men, can no longer see the appearance of Han people.  With a good cover, no one suspected her identity.

    Cui Yinger wore black clothes, tight and short, like a warrior from the Central Plains. Compared with the mountain-like strong man in front of her, her figure gave people a petite feeling, even though she was a man in the eyes of others.  There were already well-meaning shepherds shouting loudly, asking Alatan Ullah to show mercy and not to hurt this handsome Han guest who looked like a big girl.

    Of course, the ones who yelled the most fiercely were those straightforward and enthusiastic Mongolian girls. Their sympathy and overflowing motherhood made them immediately stand on the side of the matchmaker.  Even if a pretty boy travels all over the world, he is always welcome in front of girls.

    The red lady didn't stare at the big Mongolian man who stood opposite him like a mountain, but secretly glanced at Yang Ling who was in the crowd.  It would be fine if they couldn't see each other, but living so close to each other, they couldn't see him every day. For Cui Yinger, who was deeply attached to Yang Ling, it might be a torment.

    But since Yang Ling severely reprimanded her last time, she no longer dared to rely on martial arts to make her own claims.  As a racer who stood out in the first two competitions, she must have attracted many people's attention.  The red lady doesn't care if someone thinks about her, but she is afraid that it will cause trouble for Yang Ling.

    After only one glance, meeting Yang Ling's concerned eyes, the red lady withdrew her gaze, and the corners of her lips twitched.

    On the opposite side, Alatan Ullah sang the challenge song, which is the habit of wrestlers.?He was even stripped of the title of Great Khan.

    His palace was no longer allowed to be called a palace, the crown on his head was forced to be cut off, and he could only sit on his knees in the palace. This series of events reminded him of his humiliation all the time.  He wants to revive his former prestige, he wants to regain the glory of his grandfather Yexian, and his ambition is even greater than that of Boyan.

    But Huoshai is really not a good partner. The leader of the Mongolian Black Dog Special Unit likes to borrow a knife to kill people.  Rushed to the front line, but rarely had substantive conflicts with Boyan, which forced Yebula to look farther to the east, and directly contacted Duoyan Sanwei across Boyan's department.

    The negotiation between Meng En and Queen Yinqi involved the cooperation of two powerful tribes, and there were too many details to be discussed. It is fundamental for Meng En to send news across the Boyan tribe when the situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly.  Impossible, so he came in person.

    This is an adventure, but the price of the adventure is worth it. Success or failure is the difference between a slave and an emperor. It is worth throwing your head and blood, let alone a secret meeting.

    The route he chose was the border between the Baiyi Army and Boyan's forces, mainly passing through the peaceful Horqin Grassland. In the enemy's territory, the fewer people he brought, the less noticeable he was.  One of Qian's close body guards came to make this adventure trip.  But no one expected that the strong winds and waves would break through, and they would be planted in this small gutter.

    "They they should be a group of horse thieves", also panting for breath.  A profuse Khan with hundreds of thousands of followers was chased by a group of hundreds of horse thieves and ran like desperately He grinned and wanted to cry.

    The setting sun is about to fall, and the twilight is approaching. On the vast grassland, there are rolling green grass waves. Hundreds of knights in the grass waves seem to be chasing the slowly setting sun that is about to set in the west.

    Thonya drew the bow again, the sharp arrows clustered against the dark red sunlight, like fangs dripping with blood.

    He grinned grimly, and the arrow shot out through the wind, but he didn't pull it.

    Shooting the sun the next day is also an arrow.

    With one arrow, Thonmi also shot down a sun, the only leader who united and commanded many tribes in Wala.  However, Tunya himself didn't know that the person he was about to kill was actually such a big shot.

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