Chapter 256: Catch the bow with bare hands and flick the arrow

These cavalrymen are coming with great force.

Every good horse has a special horseshoe on its hooves, so it won’t get stuck in the mud even when stepping on the slippery grass.

There were a total of twelve strong Gumon Knights in a team of cavalry.

These men were already strong, and after riding on the ancient Mongolian horses, their figures became even more terrifying.

They galloped together, making a formidable scene.

Just rushed towards Zong Shen and Dada.

Ordinary people would be scared to death if they saw this scene.

But Zong Shen and the little fat boy Dada were indifferent.

One is a native kid who grew up here, and the other is an ancestor who is able to call the shots and look down on the outside world. This can be considered a small scene.

"Whoa!"

The leading cavalry let out a soft whistle.

The cavalry stopped five or six meters away from the two men.

"Dada, you're out wandering around by yourself again, be careful your parents will beat you up."

"Why did you bring a stranger back? Who is this person?"

"Is he a spy from the Guwal tribe?"

The tribes on the prairie were not very united, although they all nominally respected the same "Sky Khan".

However, there were often conflicts between tribes.

Fight for fertile pastures and clean water sources.

The leading cavalryman was the team leader of this team.

His face was resolute, his skin rough, and he had a kind of resoluteness that comes from being weathered by the wind and the sun.

After he finished speaking, he pulled out the large bow behind him, took out an arrow, put it on the string, and slowly exerted force with his arms, and the bowstring made a crisp "snapping" sound as it stretched.

"Uncle Ashlan, this is my friend, Brother Zongshen!"

The little fat boy Dada got anxious and rode his pony to stand in front of Ashilan.

As the captain of the cavalry squad, Ashilan's riding and archery skills are very advanced in the tribe.

At this distance, you can easily penetrate the six armors by drawing your bow and shooting an arrow!

Zong Shen didn't care at all.

Instead, he grinned with a slightly mocking smile.

He stretched out a finger and hooked it at Ashilan.

Through consciousness communication, he also learned some ancient Mongolian.

"Is this how the Hazik Iron Cavalry warriors greet guests?"

"You're not as good as the kid Dada in terms of etiquette."

"In that case, let me try the bow to see if it is really as good as the rumors say."

These words were neither light nor heavy, but to these cavalrymen, they were a huge provocation.

Horses and bows and arrows are like their wives and children.

They cannot tolerate others showing the slightest contempt for this.

In addition to their straightforward nature, the cavalry captain who was called Uncle Ashlan by Dada blushed instantly.

With his arms tensed, he pointed the arrow at Zong Shen.

The little fat boy Dada was so anxious that he was about to cry.

"Dada, it's okay. I'll let you see it today."

Zong Shen said comfortingly, then hooked his fingers confidently.

Ashilan's eyes changed, becoming as cold as a wolf.

"Boom!"

"call out!"

There was a loud bang as the bowstring rebounded in the air.

Then, the only sound in my ears was the whistling sound of the arrows flying through the air.

I saw an arrow, almost turning into a black line, shooting towards Zong Shen's forehead.

This Gu Meng people are really hot-blooded men. They kill when they are told to kill and beat when they are told to beat, without any hesitation.

The little fat boy Dada couldn't help but cover his eyes.

The other Gumeng cavalrymen smiled without realizing it.

There is nothing more exciting than seeing an arrow pierce through the head.

Unfortunately, the next moment, their smiles froze.

"Ancestors, this cannot be true..."

Some of the cavalrymen murmured to themselves, with incredible expressions on their faces.

Some of them couldn't help but rub their eyes.

Even Ashilan was so surprised that her mouth was half open and she didn't close it for a long time.

They just stood there and didn't see Zong Shen make any moves, but he held the powerful arrow firmly in his hand.

The tail fin at the end of the arrow was still trembling slightly.

Prove that all this is not an illusion.

"That's it?"

"Why don't you try to catch my arrow?"

Zong Shen smiled slightly and spoke loudly.

Then he turned the arrow in his hand over.

The arrow is pointed at Ashlan.

The other hand flicked the end of the arrow.

"puff!"

After a slight sound.

The arrow flew out directly.

The speed was far more exaggerated than that of the Asilan bow.

Ashilan didn't even have time to react to fear, she just felt a chill on the side of her face.

A powerful arrow brushed past his cheek, shot into the sky, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

There was a bloodstain of neither deep nor shallow on the side of his face.

One of his braids was also shot off and fell onto the horse's back.

Then, it was blown away by the breeze on the grassland.

“…”

The atmosphere suddenly became a little cold.

In just a few seconds, Ashilan's back was completely soaked with sweat.

All the cavalry were shocked.

Just snapping his fingers and shooting an arrow is more powerful than a powerful bow and arrow. It can be said to be an extremely terrifying existence.

If you want to take their lives, it would be as easy as taking something from a bag.

The little fat boy Dada was also stunned.

"I've already said it, I mean no harm."

"Whether we are enemies or friends today is entirely up to you to decide."

Zong Shen nonchalantly patted the non-existent dust in his palm.

"Uncle Ashlan, I've already said that Brother Zong Shen is not a bad person..."

"Don't the people of the Guwal tribe always want to harass us?"

"Brother Zong Shen might be able to help us."

"Besides, the latest Nadam Festival will begin soon."

"If Brother Zong Shen can help our tribe win a spot, we will be able to see the Gate of Miracles..."

The little fat boy Dada is a smart boy. Now he knows how powerful Zong Shen is.

Instead, they started lobbying on his behalf.

Listen to what the little fat kid said.

The cavalrymen looked at each other.

Especially when he heard about the Nadam Festival, his expression became even more restrained.

They all put away their bows.

Get off the horse together.

He held the reins with one hand, clenched his fist with the other, lightly touched his chest, and bowed slightly.

"You are a true warrior and will be the most distinguished guest of our Hazik tribe."

"I will report this to our Khan. Please follow my comrades into the village to rest."

After saying this, Ashilan mounted his horse again, turned his horse around, and returned to the tribe first.

As he moved forward, he stretched out his thumb and index finger, placed them to his lips, and blew a loud whistle.

The rest of the cavalry led their horses and made way for the tribe.

Zong Shen looked calm as he followed the little fat boy Dada into the tribe.

The ancient Mongolian grassland is extremely vast.

Blindly searching for the entrance to the stairs is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Only through contact with the native forces of the prairie.

These indigenous people have been reproducing in the thousand layers of space for tens of millions of years and are the ancestors of countless ancient Mongolian grasslands.

He had already traveled all over the grassland.

If there really are any rare treasures and clues to climbing the tower, they should be known by these natives.

Just follow these natives and you'll have a general idea of ​​the direction.

It's much better than searching blindly like looking for a needle in a haystack.

(End of this chapter)