A thread of fish belly oozed out from the folds of the Eastern Mountains, and the grassland gradually woke up.

The dewdrops swayed in the middle of the grass leaves, slowly adorning the serrated edge of the leaves.

The squirrel crawled around the trees, smelling and smelling everywhere, as if it was the owner of this forest.

The lark fell lightly onto a branch, carefully tidying up the feathers.

The mist has not yet dissipated, covering the grass, mountains, rivers, and forests, like a dream, making people almost think that they are in the secret realm of gods and immortals, and they are extremely peaceful.

"Swish!" The sharp whistle sounded not far away.

When the woman who was milking saw it, she subconsciously looked up.

The golden arrow pierced the sky and rose into the sky.

The wind suddenly increased, and the pine forest waves sounded and the golden eagle flapped its wings and slashed through the sky.

Under the sharp eagle's eyes, rivers and lakes are sparkling, and the grass sea is undulating like waves, rolling and surging, from west to east, from dark green to golden green.

A majestic white horse held its head high and galloped happily.

It ran through the grassland, and smoke and dust rose slowly.

It crosses the stream and splashes out.

It ran towards the white tent and faced a burly man in red robe.

Behind the white horse, a large group of horses followed closely, with hundreds of white, black, yellow and brown, with their manes flying, grass clippings dancing wildly, and smoke and dust rose up in the sky, like an army storming and charging.

The grazing auxiliary soldiers scattered around in groups of three or three, slowly gathering their horses, allowing them to slowly stop by the stream outside the camp for their drinking water.

Three teenagers appeared behind the man in red robe, looked at his father bathed in the golden sun, and then looked at the herd of horses not far away, and said nothing for a long time.

When I climbed up and looked far away, my eyes were covered with war horses, but my father told them that there were only hundreds of horses.

Hundreds of horses can produce such a strong sense of impact. If there are thousands of horses, how amazing it would be? People who have never seen it before will have already fought and subconsciously want to escape.

Shao Xun rode directly onto the light horse, clamped his legs, and the horse neighed and galloped away.

The personal soldiers also turned over their horses and lined up in several rows in front of the camp.

The horses either sniff, shake their heads, or even use their hooves to lightly dig the ground.

The riding soil on his back gently comforted him with his hands, as if he was saying that you were a military horse from Guangchengyuan and should not be as undisciplined as those rough grasslands.

The horse was quieter and blinked and looked forward.

After the men in the red robe rushed out, the knights seemed to have received a signal, and they all raised their horses to follow.

After the cavalry ran away, they slowly dispersed, like a gray line, sweeping across the entire battlefield.

The man in red robe slowed down his horse.

The white horse was psychic and stopped quickly.

The man in red bent down and patted the horse's neck lightly. The white horse rubbed him affectionately, looking very happy.

Military flags appeared in front of them.

Amid the flying wolf-headed stupidity, the gorgeous car and piano appeared and appeared.

The knights of the personal guards guarded the surroundings and rode their horses and jogged.

The horse-simple cavalry slowly gathered together, divided into two, passed by the man in red robe, and ran hundreds of steps in front before slowly stopping.

With the officers' commands, the cavalry began to align left and right, and for a moment, people shouted and horses neighed, and smoke and dust rose.

A moment later, two cavalry phalanxes appeared on the empty grassland.

A one-eyed dragon general immediately stood in front of the formation with a sword, and a man was in the way of the pass.

All the cavalry suddenly formed on the ground and looked ahead.

The horse stood quietly and only turned its head occasionally.

The smoke and dust slowly fell, and the wind blew the grass leaves and were clearly heard.

The wolf's head stopped moving as well.

The guards seemed to have received an order or were shocked, and they all stopped.

Ten steps behind the chariot, countless horses were running fast.

The tribal adults with hair, braided hair, or cut hair quickly stepped forward surrounded by their followers. After seeing the neat cavalry formation, they subconsciously collected the horses and slowed down the horses.

There was a dull vibration coming from where the sunlight in the east was rising.

It is like a heavy hammer hitting people's hearts, or a heavy car piano pressing over the ground.

The golden eagle hovered down and landed on the leather hood of the man in red robe's right hand, and his sharp beak pecked at the bright red flesh and blood with force.

Behind the man, a golden light shone, and the silver-helmet and silver-armored knight walked slowly forward.

They were wearing heavy armor, like mountains, crushing over the vast grassland.

The grass waves cheered and clamored under the horse's hooves, and gradually bowed their heads.

They didn't walk fast, but the pressure was coming to their faces, making people breathless.

The tribal adults strangled the horse and stared forward.

Armored cavalry! The Youzhou Tuqi Superintendent, who has gained fame in Pingcheng in the past year!

The drumsticks sounded again.

This time, there was a real drum sound, dense, coming from all directions, shaking the whole field.

Ruthless footsteps sounded.

Countless infantrymen came out from the gate and lined up on the grassland.

They walked out of different doors, with their paces fast and their movements very fast, but they were busy but not chaotic, as if they had practiced countless times.

Walking in a dazzling posture.

Team after team, one after another, slowly forming a battalion.

Soon, the grass seemed to have "grown" a jungle made of spears, shining brightly in the sun.

"Crazy!" As the last two rows of knife and shield hands quickly inserted into the front row, the jungle stopped growing and then slowly wriggled forward.

The drums rumbling and the clanging sounds are endless.

The silver spear right camp, the 12,000 armored soldiers in the Black Skim camp swept across like a wall, moving forward, and finally stopped behind the man in red robe.

Smoke and dust rose from behind the camp again.

The knight in deer-skin armor lightly swept into the distance, and the bow tips in the saddle sheath, the iron sword and a weapon called iron are clearly visible.

Instead of being arranged into a military formation, they spread across the grassland in a mercury-like manner.

The strong rider carried the flag and flew in the wind.

The officers' backs were clamoring, and the beasts painted on them were scattering their teeth and claws, as if they wanted to choose someone to eat them.

There were sounds of hooves and endless horns, and the structure appeared in the scattered chaos.

The tribal adults dismounted one after another, and their followers dismounted one after another, with different expressions.

The car moved again and passed through the gap between the phalanx of the personal cavalry.

Everyone's eyes were staring here.

Chang Long took a step forward, stopped him, checked him and let him go again.

The car piano stopped several steps in front of the man in red robe.

The golden eagle soared into the sky, and the man stepped forward, got on the guitar, and lifted the curtain.

The wind suddenly became stronger again, and the green waves were churning endlessly, just like the nobles of the generations and the great tribes of the aspiring heart.

The man got off the car at the place of recruitment.

He held a woman in high spirits and faced the ruler and ministers of the generations.

The eagle's throat cuts through the sky.

On behalf of the king and minister, the chiefs looked at each other with the man in red robe and bowed their heads.

The wind blew her hair, and Wang Yinling also looked at the man with some intention, and her heart was filled with emotions that she couldn't even explain clearly.

"Mrs. My wife is very beautiful today." Shao Xun said with a smile.

Wang smiled with his lips as if all worries disappeared.

*******

The wind is strong and the flag is rising.

The former general of Dai State, Tuoba Kefu, took a deep breath and stepped forward.

A total of fifty local soldiers were arranged on both sides, slantingly stomping and crossing.

Tuoba Kefu walked slowly until he passed through the two rows of "channels" that made people's minds suddenly clear up.
To be continued...