Tang Dynasty good brother

Chapter 79 Dangerous
The so-called Zhaoling Six Horses refer to the six horses that were buried with Li Shimin in Zhaoling. There are not many people who can leave their names in the thin history, let alone the six horses.

The six steeds of Zhaoling are "Fist Mao", "Shifachi", "White Hoofed Crow", "Telepiu", "Qingzhui" and "Saluzi". Xuanjia Heiqi has very high requirements on horses, and these Li Shimin's war horses are basically shot several times in every battle, and basically the horses will be useless after a big battle. That's why they change so frequently, the world always thinks Li Shimin's miraculous military exploits are exaggerated, but the Zhaoling Six Horses are iron evidence that records his illustrious martial arts.

The horse Qingzhao was injured in the battle at Hulaoguan, and that battle was the biggest climax of Li Shimin's battle life. This meant a lot to Li Shimin, and the horse is often the closest brother of the rider. Knowing what kind of life the uncle of this horse has lived, who would dare to ride such a horse?
Qin Hao was moved, terrified, excited, and all kinds of emotions rushed into his heart at once, but he didn't know how to express it.

Although it is not ruled out that Li Shimin used the emperor technique because he valued himself, Qin Hao was still impressed by the emperor because of this. No wonder there were so many heroes who were willing to fight no matter what disadvantages they were in when they seized the throne. Serving this man to the death and never giving up, this man's ability to win people's hearts is really high.

Of course, Li Shimin once again resorted to the art of imperial imperial control, not for himself, but to win talents for his next generation.

Seeing Qin Hao's fearful expression, Li Shimin laughed loudly, "There is no need for this, the horse is meant to be ridden, but because of the serious injury and old age of the horse, it is rare to have the time to do whatever it takes these years, the reason why no one has been ridden for ten years However, it's just that I don't want mediocrity to take advantage of me, and only a great hero is worthy of training my horse with my youth."

Qin Hao knelt down quickly when he heard the words, his lofty aspirations that had been silent for decades surged with adrenaline again, and he roared: "The grassroots don't dare to be the lord, but I hope to use my blood to survive the prosperous age of the Tang Dynasty. In the future, I will do my best to assist the crown prince, until after death."

Qin Hao knew that Li Shimin wanted to hear this, and when he yelled out just now, he was more or less moved.

Li Shimin smiled in satisfaction. At this time, the Qingzhao horse was also pulled out. Li Shimin stretched out his hand to scratch the hair of the horse with a smile, and Qingzhao also buried his head on Li Shimin's chest affectionately, rubbing against each other. The snuggling scene is quite touching.

The palm fan stretched out his big hand, Li Shimin picked up Qin Hao directly, put him on the horse, and said softly to Qing Hao: "Old man, I haven't practiced with me for a long time, today I put this kid on your back, Follow me if you can."

After finishing speaking, he yelled around, found a long rope from nowhere, and tied Qin Hao firmly to Qing Hao's back, which made Qin Hao swallow involuntarily, and his heart welled up. Not so good a hunch.

Li Chengqian came over and secretly gave him a self-seeking look.

At this time, the soldiers finally finished shooting a round, and there were two more arrows on the banner besides Li Shimin's arrow. Li Shimin was overjoyed, these are two sharpshooters again!
"Whoever shoots it will be rewarded!"

The two guards hurriedly got off their horses and kowtowed to the saint.

After completing this set of movements, Li Er was finally warming up. With his bow in his hand, Li Er returned to the front of the team again, and shouted: "Set up the formation, follow me to attack!"

With a single order, a group of steeds galloped like flying in an instant, thousands of people all picked up speed in an instant, came out from the Suzaku gate, and headed straight south.

Because the morning bell hadn't struck, the curfew hadn't ended yet. At this time, there was no one on the Suzaku Avenue with a margin of 40 meters, and the torrent of cavalry roared without slowing down at all.

Qin Hao's Qingzhao was ruthlessly left to the end, which made Qingzhao very unwilling. You must know that he was once the king of horses, and he could run enough to leave the bow and arrow behind. Tianji, but now, it has not been trained with Xuanjia Heiqi for many years, but because of old age and serious injuries, it has fallen behind. Doesn't the horse lose face?

Qing Hao's ruthlessness made Qin Hao suffer. Yesterday's young mare Pili Huo was completely incomparable to him. Yesterday he could hold on to the horse's neck for a while at least, but this time if it wasn't because his body was imprisoned. Fastened to the top, he must have fallen down long ago.

The thigh that was worn out yesterday just seemed to be healed a little bit, but this time it took only a quarter of an hour for it to burn and hurt, and it was probably going to be dripping with blood again.

I ran all the way until I reached the Furong Garden in the southeast corner, the majestic royal garden. At this time, Li Shimin had transformed it into a large training ground. Among the three willow trees, there must be a target tied to it, with the word Turkic written on it flying like a phoenix, and the terrain here is complex, with staggered heights and lows, and it is difficult for large troops to move away. Swinging, the Xuanjia Heiqi kept changing various formations.

The soldiers bent their bows and set their arrows. While changing the formation, they had to ensure that they would not be left behind by following up with the large troops, and they had to keep looking for the target to shoot arrows. If each arrow missed the target, the cavalry would show frustration. An incomparable look.

Naturally, Qin Hao didn't need to shoot arrows, and he didn't have that skill either. From the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of Li Chengqian holding a stone bow and shooting non-stop. Although he hit less and missed more, his movements were already a little bit better. Handsome, just like a little Li Er.

Well, now I know where Li Chengqian's skill is so good.

Qing Hao's physical strength couldn't keep up here, and his speed was getting slower and slower, and finally he was left far behind by the large army. Although this made Qin Hao's thighs feel better, but he couldn't help feeling a little flustered in his heart.

This Hibiscus Garden is not the cultural landscape rebuilt by the Chang'an government 1000 years later to slaughter tourists, but a real royal garden. With Li Shimin's urine, there must be small animals used for hunting in this place, even if it is wiped out I am afraid that some people will capture living things for the saint's entertainment.

With Li Er's ability, even if there was a tiger, he might just treat it as a hunt, but wouldn't it be a ration if it was Qin Hao?

Seeing the cavalry of the brigade throwing him farther and farther, Qin Hao felt more and more uneasy, and Qing Hao was really dying. At this time, some white foam appeared in his mouth when he was tired, and his body was covered with a layer of uneasiness. Blood oozes from the first floor. Although Qin Hao knew that this was a problem with the breed of sweaty BMW, he couldn't help swallowing.

Ok. . .It should be all right, this is also a royal garden after all, it would be too exaggerated if a tiger really popped out.

Qing Zou seemed to have given up on the appointment as well, grazing slowly with her head down.

Suddenly, Qing Zou raised his head vigilantly, turned around, and Qin Hao saw three wolves with green eyes shining in pain.

Ok. . . .At least stronger than a tiger. . . .Shit!

(End of this chapter)