This dozen hours of desperate rushing, for the twenty armored elite cavalrymen, who originally relied on their flesh and blood, will and spirit to make a living, gain a future, and even achieve success and honor their wives and children, was nothing but tired and exhausted.

After a good meal, and then a good sleep, as soon as they wake up, they will be a lively and energetic hero again!

At this time, even if they pick up swords and mount horses, and fight with him, charging into the battle array and fighting in the sea of ​​blood, it is no problem.

This is just in line with the old saying: Strength is a jerk, as long as you eat well and sleep well, you will be able to calm your mind and soul!

On the other hand, Meng Tao, Xue Ping, and He Chou, these three are brainless, have no memory, and don't know how to be powerful or shallow.

These days, they have traveled a thousand or two thousand miles, almost without sleep, and have ridden day and night. They have long been three spoiled playboys who are used to living a life of luxury and luxury, and have become three sour, smelly, with messy beards, ragged clothes, unkempt hair, dirty, slovenly, and filthy...

They are truly wild people who are neither human nor ghost!

Their miserable and tragic appearance and dignity are really horrible, shocking, indescribable, and miserable!

When Han Ying, the idiot who was full of sullen rage, was about to tear the three idiots apart, he met Meng Tao, Xue Ping, and He Chou, three savages who were neither human nor ghost...

Han Ying, the idiot who was full of sullen rage, was suddenly wiped out and turned into nothing.

And his depressed and upset mood, somehow, became comfortable and much more relaxed.

Even the idiot who was full of sullen rage, seemed to have suddenly changed his face, and immediately became happy and smiling, with teeth showing instead of eyes.

Maybe... probably... it seems... I can't guarantee it...

This should be called: as long as I find that you are indeed living a worse life than me, the kind of syndrome that arises spontaneously, the kind of gloating and taking advantage of others' misfortunes!

...

The same time latitude.

The residence of Sanggan Dudufu, Liangcheng, is about a hundred miles away from Shuozhou, Hedong Road, the pass "Taosongzhai" that goes out of the frontier.

Ten miles southeast of the city, there is a lake called "Huluhai" in ancient times.

In the northeast corner of the lake, there is a low earth mountain.

The narrow passage formed naturally between the earth mountain and the "Huluhai" is the official road that must be passed by the post road for traffic between the east and the west.

According to people's normal thinking logic, no one should be in such a place,In the whistling cold and biting weather, I came to the "Gourd Lake" that had not yet thawed, and climbed up the earthen hill with withered grass.

The whistling wind by the lake alone was enough to take away the heat from your whole body in just a stick of incense, freezing your whole body to the bone, letting you experience for yourself what it means to be dead if you don't want to die, and how thrilling, terrifying, absurd, and ridiculous it would be.

Not to mention climbing up the earthen hill next to it.

If there really is such a guy, then he is either a fool, a fool, a idiot, or a hot guy who is killing himself, or he is a rich man who is bored and full and wants to take the opportunity to eliminate and resolve the hot oil in his body.

However, nowadays...

It was cold and bleak, like a big mound of earth. On the top of the bare mountain stood a guy who was not afraid of the cold and was not afraid of death.

However, this guy was neither one of those stupid idiots who wanted to kill himself, nor was he some idle and bored rich master in the local Turkic tribe.

If you are lucky enough to get closer and look carefully, you will find that the elder with a gloomy face and looking eastward is the one who led his "Flying Eagles" killers and assassins to commit a heinous murder in Jinchuan Posthouse on the snowy night of February 14th, and slaughtered more than 60 officials, clerks, officers and soldiers, and more than 200 soldiers of the Yunzhou Zhechong Duwei Mansion. The culprit is the leader of the "Flying Eagles" killer organization, "Goshawk" Mo Gou and Mo Huyan.

At this moment, "Goshawk" Mo Gou is no longer dressed in the clothes he wore when he was at the murder scene in Jinchuan Posthouse that night.

Instead, he changed into the outfit that the elders of the local nomadic tribe usually wear.

The old sheepskin coat with a wide collar, a short linen jacket inside, a black coarse cloth hakama, tucked into a pair of knee-deep felt boots, from a distance, he was definitely an elder in the nomadic tribe who could make decisions with a single word.

The author once speculated that the reason why this cunning, vicious and vicious culprit changed his sea beast leather coat, which had caused countless murders and had magical effects of cold resistance and antifreeze, was because this rare treasure, which was worth a fortune, was used in the bloody murder that night, which was not worth the loss no matter how you look at it, and he left with high spirits but returned with a loss, and even caused a huge fire.

First, he was repeatedly attacked by the imperial guards, the imperial envoy and the internal official Huangfu Xia, whether it was the sinister and tricky "heart-piercing spike", the bizarre and mysteriousThe "Soul-Seizing Whip" is a unique weapon with a strange shape and a weird and wonderful style. The "Tarsal Spurs That Follow You Like a Shadow" are like a violent storm that sucks the marrow of the tarsal bones. They come back and forth, one after another, and some are almost crazy attacks that are almost like a fight to the death.

Under the tragic and brutal attacks of the desperate Huangfu Zhengshi, who was determined to die, even the "Goshawk" Mo Gou, who had reached the highest level of martial arts and cultivation, and had been indestructible for nearly ten years, was repeatedly attacked and injured.

Not to mention the sea beast leather coat that "Goshawk" Mo Gou wore on the outside, which was the first to bear the brunt of the suffering!

It can be said that it was full of holes and wounds!

And such miserable and tragic experiences of suffering were just the beginning of a tribulation.

As the saying goes, good fortune never comes alone, and misfortune never comes alone!

This rare treasure of "Goshawk" Mo Gou, which was riddled with holes and wounds, also experienced the subsequent blazing flames and destruction by Zhu Rong.

It is pitiful that this piece of leather is obtained from the oily skin of rare sea beasts in the far north, and is also carefully made by master craftsmen. It has the magical effect of cold resistance and anti-freeze. It is destined to be controlled by people. The natural nemesis of mutual generation and mutual restraint is the "Zhu Rong Fire" in the five elements of "gold, wood, water, fire, and earth".

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