I am a soldier in the border army

Chapter 53 The Wolf

"Run! Run!"

The moment Han Shao finished speaking, the barbarian woman who had just spoken to Han Shao froze slightly with her back to Han Shao and others.

Then he let out a shrill urging.

"Quick! Turan! Run! Don't look back!"

The barbarian women and their wolf cubs didn't react for a while.

But when they heard the crisp sound of swords drawn behind them and the sudden sound of horse hooves, they almost instinctively began to run wildly.

Among them, Turan ran the fastest!
He is the Akatsuki wolf cub!
The future eagle on the grassland!

He must not die here!

run!
Run!

As long as he can survive and find his father, he can let his father kill all these Yong dogs and avenge his grandfather and his people!

So Turan is running like crazy!
Run regardless!

At this moment, he felt like the most athletic little wolf on the grassland.

The cold wind whizzed by, blowing his scattered hair like the mane of a wolf's neck.

If he wasn't running for his life, he would be enjoying it.

pity……

Damn Yong dog!
Turan cursed in his heart and turned to look behind him.

But the sight of it immediately made him jealous.

"Mom!"

Seeing that after pushing them away, his mother did not run away with them, but turned around and rushed towards those damn Yong dogs.

Turan immediately knew it was over.

His grandma is going to die!
Life and death are no business on the grassland, so Turan understood the meaning of death very early.

That means that from now on, we will never see each other again.

Just like the little lamb he loved so much.

Turan used to hold it every night before he could fall asleep.

But that day, his father killed it in front of him, and then told him that a wolf would never cohabit with a sheep!

Every day after that, he could not forget the way the lamb looked at him before it died.

It was a kind of nostalgia and sadness that made people's hearts ache.

It was just like the look that my mother looked at me before she fell under Yongou's blade!
At that moment of blood splattering, Turan saw his mother's blood-stained lips move.

'Tulan...run...live...'

"Mom!"

Turan, who subconsciously slowed down his pace, felt as if his heart was so depressed that it almost exploded.

But he didn't dare to stop!

He wants to listen to grandma!
Live!
Turan turned his head forcibly, not daring to look behind him.

This will slow down his running speed and make him overtaken by his former playmates.

Grandpa said that when you encounter a beast on the grassland, you may not necessarily run faster than everyone else.

But you can never be the last.

Otherwise, you will only die.

So when he discovered that in the short moment when he was stunned, many of his friends were already far ahead of him, so he quickly picked up the pace again.

"Tulan! Wait...wait for me!"

A friend who was about to be surpassed by Turan looked frightened and subconsciously grabbed Turan's clean fur.

Turan, who was almost brought down by this force, almost instinctively took out a small knife from his arms and stabbed it to his side.

The tip of the knife easily pierced the fur and plunged into the fragile body.

The moment the blood burst out, the warm touch made Turan's hands feel hot.

After pulling it out, Turan felt the palm of his hand was smooth.

The companion who was frozen had a look of disbelief in his eyes.

It's that knife...

Once upon a time, their friends swore allegiance to Turan with this knife.

Turan once held up the knife and swore to himself and his friends that he would protect them.

But now...

"Go away!"

Turan's expression was fierce, and he threw away the hand that tightly grabbed him.

Then he ran quickly without looking back.

partner?

Turan sneered in his heart.

His father had told him since he was a child that wolves were united only because they needed to hunt together.

No wolf would choose to sacrifice himself for his companions.

Even when they are hungry, they will eat even the same kind!

Perhaps he was frightened by the ferocity and ruthlessness of Turan's sword.

For the next distance, the other friends subconsciously slowed down and instinctively avoided him.

Turan was disdainful of this.

These idiots!

They don't deserve to call themselves the descendants of the wolf at all, they only deserve to be dogs!

Just like that timid guy, he was born to crawl at the feet of his descendant, the patriarch, and beg for mercy.

With this thought in mind, Turan quickly surpassed his companions one after another.

He will soon be back at the forefront of the group.

That way, at least he could still be alive before all the idiots behind him died.

But soon his eyes froze.Looking at the figure running at the front, Turan was a little unbelievable, even difficult to accept.

"you……"

Hearing the voice coming from behind, the thin figure running at the front turned and glanced behind him.

Then he showed a timid expression to Turan.

"Tulan, run quickly..."

The expression on the other party's face was as timid and pitiful as ever.

Even his tone was so weak.

But Turan felt like he had been fooled and offended. This feeling made him angry and shocked.

How could he run so fast!

impossible!

Even if he was bullied on weekdays, he would just hide aside and not fight back.

Obviously when everyone is clamoring about what they will do when they grow up, he will just sit back and smile humbly and applaud, saying that you are really amazing.

Obviously...

But at this moment, he looked at the figure in front of him who seemed to be panting, but his feet were not disturbed at all.

At this moment, Turan had too many doubts and too many shocks in his heart.

But at this moment, the thin figure took the initiative to reach out to Turan.

"Tulan... hurry! Let's run together!"

"Let's go find Abba and the others together!"

After hearing this and looking at the thin palm stretched out in front of him, Turan's eyes flashed with hesitation.

But then he still extended his hand forward.

Turan's palms felt slightly warm between the two palms that had not yet fully grown up.

For the first time, I felt a little guilty towards this timid guy who I usually looked down on.

"tower……"

Turan wanted to speak, but was interrupted by the other party.

"Tulan, don't talk. Keep your breath, so you can run fast!"

Listening to the other party's sincere consolation, and then seeing the other party's figure actively leaning towards him to accommodate him, Turan felt warm in his heart.

But soon the warmth turned into a heart-wrenching pain and coldness.

Tulan suddenly raised his head and saw that the other party was also looking at him.

"Tulan, do you know?"

"Grandpa Patriarch is right, you are a born wolf, strong, vigorous, and ferocious..."

"I have always admired you since I was a child, and I also want to be a descendant of the Wolf like you..."

"But later I realized that I couldn't do it. I couldn't become someone like you."

"You are a wolf, and I am just a wolf who lives by relying on the wolf!"

In Turan's blurry vision, the usually timid and timid guy in front of him showed an unprecedented calm expression.

"Actually, I don't mind, because I just want to live."

The two people, who were originally running wildly, gradually slowed down.

He watched helplessly as his companions around him surpassed him one by one.

"But it can't be done now. Who made those Yong people come suddenly?"

"We can't run away. No matter how we run, we will all die."

"But I don't want to die, I really don't want to die, I want to live!"

Reaching out to support Turan's gradually limp body, the thin figure smiled in front of others for the first time.

"So Turan... help me, okay?"

puff-

The sharp knife in the chest penetrated a few points again.

Turan, whose strength was slowly dissipating, tried to use his last bit of strength to open his eyes wide, as if he wanted to see this strange guy thoroughly.

After vomiting a mouthful of blood, Turan was finally able to speak a complete sentence.

"Kill me and you won't survive..."

"Who knows?"

The thin figure shook his head.

"But if you can take a gamble, why not?"

"Don't blame me. If I don't die, I will remember you...Tulan..."

As he spoke, he sighed slightly, and with all his strength, he stabbed the sharp knife in his hand into the opponent's chest.

Then pull it out cleanly.

Just before the black-armored cavalrymen behind him were about to slash his neck with their long knives, they raised the bloody sharp knives in their hands.

Then he shouted with a louder voice than ever before.

"The grandson of the patriarch has been killed by me!"

Yong Yu's slightly childlike but clear words made the black-armored knight on the horse stunned for a moment, and then the blade deflected and knocked him to the ground.

As the war horse whizzed away close to his body, the thin figure seemed to have exhausted all his strength at once.

As soon as he turned his body, he kept his kneeling posture.

"interesting……"

There was an interesting voice coming from a distance above my head.

"What's your name?"

The thin wolf cub kowtowed and responded loudly.

"Back to General! My name is Taiji!"

……

(End of this chapter)