Will Ming

Daxi Changru is not good at talking. Li Xian asked him ten sentences along the way, but Daxi Changru sometimes didn't answer even one sentence.But Li Xian didn't seem to mind, and he didn't know whether he was chatting endlessly with Daxi Changru or talking to himself.

After the Xiren Tribe bought supplies, the blood cavalry started on the road again without staying too long.After a long journey, although Li Xian said that he repeatedly expressed that he was in a hurry to reach his destination, Daxi Changru still marched according to the original plan.In fact, Li Xian knew why, so he didn't worry about it. Marching long distances, even if the blood riders don't cherish themselves, they should cherish their horsepower.If there are enough spare horses, I believe the speed will be greatly improved.The reason why he urged was simply because he really didn't want to let his mouth be idle.Although his name is Li Xian, he is actually a person who likes to make himself look busy.

The journey is boring, and if the companion is a dull person, it is even more boring.If his companions were one hundred and five dull people, if Li Xian himself didn't say a few more words, he was afraid that he would become as taciturn as a blood cavalry.It is said that those who are close to ink are black, and Li Xian wondered if he would become dumb by those more than 100 pseudo-dumbs.But Li Xian believes that those who are close to pigs are smelly, so he must try to see if he can make Daxi Changru more lively.

Finally, when Daxi Changru couldn't bear Li Xian's nonsense, he took off the horizontal knife at his waist and handed it to Li Xian: "If you are really bored, practice drawing the knife."

"Draw the knife?"

Li Xian frowned and took the Hengdao over, weighing the weight in his hand.Li Xian was a weapon enthusiast in his previous life, especially knives.He once bought a Tang knife online, which was 75 centimeters long, with a blade of 27 centimeters and a handle of 11 centimeters, but the knife was very light.The Sui style horizontal knife that Daxi Changru handed him was slightly shorter, but far heavier than the modern imitation.The nearly one-meter-long horizontal knife was held in Li Xian's hand, which looked outrageous compared to his figure.After all, he is a boy who has only turned 1.5 years old, and his height barely reaches more than [-] meters.

Pulling out the horizontal knife, Li Xian gestured and asked, "Draw out the knife? Is that so?"

Daxi Changru gave a rare smile, the smile on his indifferent face looked very comfortable, a bit like a sunny spring, but what he said next made Li Xian fall into an ice cave.

"Very good, that's it, from now on you will draw your sword a thousand times a day?"

"Why? A thousand times, don't you think it's too much?"

"Twelve hundred times!"

"Okay, a thousand times."

"Fifteen hundred times!"

Li Xian roared: "I have accepted it, a thousand times!"

Daxi Changru shook his head: "If you say another word, you will draw your sword two thousand times a day."

The horizontal knife is a two-handed knife, and it doesn't seem awkward to use on land, but sitting on horseback, due to space constraints, the seemingly simple action of drawing the knife is actually somewhat difficult.Li Xian's arms are short and the blade is long. If he wants to pull out the horizontal blade, he must lean back as much as possible. In this way, if he pulls out the blade a thousand times, not only his arms will suffer, but his small waist will also suffer. implicated.

From morning to noon, Li Xian completed [-] times of drawing the sword.It doesn't sound like it's such a difficult task, but riding on a horse and constantly leaning back and drawing the knife six hundred times, it can be tortured to death if you really do it.His arm was getting heavier and heavier, and when Daxi Changru ordered to rest and prepare lunch, Li Xian's movement of drawing the knife was more than five times slower than at the beginning.

The blood knights spontaneously divided into several teams, and the two teams sent out to patrol and guard in all directions.Others got off their horses and collected dry firewood to light the fire, and then set up and roasted the wild animals they shot along the way.

Li Xian gritted his teeth and sheathed the horizontal knife, then jumped off the horse with difficulty.The pain on the arm was unbearable, as if ten thousand ants were attached to the bone and gnawed continuously.

"Six hundred and one."

Daxi Changru looked at Li Xian and said expressionlessly.

Li Xian gritted his teeth and rubbed his arms while complaining: "It was so intense at the beginning, isn't the practice gradual?"

Daxi Changru said with a stern face: "I mean you haven't finished it yet, you're still short of 890 nine times."

He walked towards the fire and said as he walked, "If you can't finish it, don't eat lunch. If you haven't finished fifteen hundred times by night, don't eat dinner either. If you still haven't finished before bedtime , then...you don't have to sleep."

Daxi Changru turned around, looked at Li Xian and said, "But we won't wait for you, we still have to go on the road tomorrow morning."

Li Xian gritted his teeth, and finally swallowed his greetings to the eight generations of Daxi Changru's ancestors.He resisted the bone-scratching pain, and slowly pulled out the horizontal knife at his waist. The horizontal knife weighing a few kilograms weighed as much as hundreds of kilograms, and he could hardly hold it with his hands. .In this way, Li Xian drew the knife more than a dozen times with difficulty, his body was already drenched in sweat.

Daxi Changru skillfully skinned a hare, then pierced it with an iron rod and set it on the fire.After finishing all this, he shouted to Li Xian: "When I told you to draw your sword, you drew it on the back of a horse, not standing like this. So these thirteen times don't count."

The corner of Li Xian's mouth had already been bitten by him, but he didn't say anything. He walked up to the black non-purity Botawu without saying a word, and trembling, climbed onto the horse's back with difficulty.

The sun shone straight down, shining on the young man who could no longer straighten his back on horseback.It seems that Li Xian has forgotten how many times he drew his sword, he just repeated that action mechanically.When he felt that his eyes were getting darker and darker, someone suddenly touched his body and pulled him back from the verge of fainting.

Daxi Changru handed Li Xian a water bag: "You can't eat rice, but you must drink water. If you don't drink a sip of water, I don't guarantee that you will survive today. I remember I told You are talking about [-] times a day in the future, every day."

Li Xian wanted to raise his hand to take the water bag, but found that his arm no longer obeyed the command of his brain.He tried several times, but couldn't touch the water bag at all.It wasn't that he was dazzled, but that his hands had lost their sense of direction.Daxi Changru held up the water bag and handed it to Li Xian's mouth. Li Xian bent down and took it. When a mouthful of clear water with a sweet taste entered his mouth, Li Xian even had the illusion that this was the legendary Qiong Yao. fine wine.

After drinking half a bag of water in one breath, he was as greedy as a hungry little beast finally touched his mother's nipple, all his desires were to take.

"How many more times?"

"790 times."

Daxi Changru put away the water bag, then took out a roasted golden hare hind leg as if by magic, and shook it in front of Li Xian's nose.Li Xian's vision was blurred, and he didn't even know what he was thinking in his head, or he didn't think about anything at all, but when he smelled the alluring fragrance, he subconsciously opened his mouth and bit it out.

With a click, the teeth collided.

Daxi Changru stuffed the rabbit meat into his mouth and tore off a piece, chewing it comfortably: "I'll let you smell it, it's already an exception."

Li Xian grinned with difficulty, "Do you dare...to make an exception again?"

Daxi Changru laughed loudly and said: "We will continue on the road in a while. Before sunset, we must go to an unnamed small lake forty miles away to camp. I wish you good luck, and I hope you can sleep well tonight. "

Li Xian curled his lips: "I just said... Near Zhu Zhechi, you really talked a lot today!"

Daxi Changru froze, frowned and thought for a while, then walked away without saying a word.

Li Xian, who looked like he might fall off his horse at any moment, was still laughing, as proud as a rooster that had won a fight.His current appearance can be described in two words, that is proud.If I had to reduce it to one word to describe it, it would be cheap.

After the blood cavalry rested and continued on the road, it was not difficult for the blood cavalry to drive forty miles in half a day in the afternoon.But for Li Xian, this is an absolute torment.He had to keep drawing the knife mechanically while trying to keep his body as stable as possible so as not to fall off the horse.Although Li Xian has been riding a bareback horse since he was six years old, and can control the direction of the horse with only his legs.But now, Li Xian can hardly feel his own legs, so how can he ensure that the black horse's legs don't go crooked?

Fortunately, horses are highly followable animals.His black horse would not fall behind after following the blood cavalry, but Li Xian had already fallen four times.

Daxi Changru once again lifted Li Xian up like a chicken and put him on the back of the black horse, and then reminded Li Xian in a very inhuman way: "There are four hundred and three more times."

The team rushed to camp by the nameless small lake before sunset. At this time, Li Xian was completely like a robot who had lost his mind. His arms had already lost consciousness, as if he was not the one who drew the sword at all. Li Xian even had the illusion that he was watching a performance.

The blood cavalry brigade led the iron wolves to arrange the cavalry to camp and then walked to Daxi Changru. Looking at the wobbly young man on the black horse who might fall off for the ninth time, he exclaimed: "At his age, he can have such perseverance. It's been pretty good."

Daxi Changru glared at Tie Liaolang and said, "Not bad? Just these two words? Can you find another person who can persevere to his level as an 11-year-old kid?"

Iron Wolf thought for a while: "No."

He said seriously: "If you force him to practice like this at Chao Qiuge's age, he will definitely try his best to escape. If it's Dongfang, he will definitely kneel on the ground and beg you for mercy, and then pretend to be unconscious In the past. If it was Dugu Ruizhi, he must be willing to poison himself, so poisoned that he foamed at the mouth and didn't know about it. Blood riding four tigers, no one can compare to him at that age."

Daxi Changru didn't ask Tie Liaolang why he didn't talk about himself, because Daxi Changru