The Three Kingdoms Of The North Are Proud And Heroic

As early as when the restaurant heard about the Hu people here, Zu Zhao had the impression that a orchid had been molested by a local ranger, but in the end he beat the ranger to the ground. It is conceivable that the orchid in the mouth of the shopkeeper should be the bearded girl in front of him, but he really didn't expect that a seemingly delicate and thin woman was also a person with sword skills.

But even so, he still didn't think that this woman was a member of the thieves who robbed the horse team yesterday, and he was a Xi martial artist, and it could be seen at a glance from the opponent's moves that she was only good at hand-to-hand combat with short weapons. Yesterday's case was mostly committed with long weapons and long-range weapons, and this alone should be worth careful consideration.

In order to prevent the situation from getting out of control all of a sudden, he immediately said: "Stop it for me!" "

The children of the ancestral family still couldn't control their emotions, so they stepped forward and exchanged hands with the Hu girl, and only retreated when they realized that they were invincible. Someone else hurried to help the wounded companion who had fallen to the ground, and treated the wound simply.

Although Hu Nu can use the knife technique with one hand, her body is too thin, or she lacks nutrition for a long time, her chest has risen and fallen, and her breathing is obviously short. She didn't let her guard down, glaring at each other, the scimitar in her hand maintaining an offensive stance.

Zu Zhao looked at Hu Nu, his tone didn't change much, he just said emphatically: "This horse is not yours, if my guess is right, you shouldn't ride a horse often." He deliberately glanced at Hu Nu's legs, the other party was wearing a bright long skirt on his lower body, and his white calves could be vaguely seen, and there were no looped legs from the leg shape.

What's more, the current living conditions of these Hu people are obviously not very good, and the cost of raising horses is much more expensive than raising people.

Seeing Zu Zhao staring at her lower body, Hu Nu was ashamed and angry, and her hand holding the scimitar trembled because of the force, if it weren't for being in another country, she would definitely rush up and gouge out the other party's eyeballs at this time. In the end, she just scolded a few words in Hu in shame, causing the Hu people behind her to also shout.

Zu Zhao seemed to be a little aware, but this confirmed his guess even more, and the real horseback rider would not fail to understand the meaning of "looking at the legs" just now. He smiled indifferently and continued to ask, "Where did you find this horse?" Hu

Nu said loudly, "This is, my horse."

A child of the ancestral family couldn't help but say angrily: "Suffer a thousand knives and Hu Nu, dare to be arrogant!"

Zu Zhao took a slow breath and adjusted his emotions. He took a step forward and stood in front of Hu Nu's knife, and all the children around him were a little worried, and subconsciously followed half a step forward. He looked at Hu Nu squarely, and further strengthened his tone and said: "This horse is the horse of our ancestral village, yesterday our people were robbed and killed in Balipu, and this horse is the mount of one of the people killed. If you insist that the horse is yours, well, then I assume that you are one of the thieves.

It took a while for Hu Nu to understand Zu Zhao's words, and a little surprise gradually flashed in her eyes, which had always been full of sharpness. However, she did not think much else, and insisted without flinching: "I don't care, this horse is what I found, and it is mine now." After speaking, he didn't care so much, and one rushed forward and attacked Zu Zhao with a knife.

Zu Zhao had already taken precautions, his figure flashed to the side, and when Hu Nu's body leaned forward, he grabbed the wrist of the other party holding the knife like an iron pincer, and twisted it so hard that his arm wrapped around her neck, and the scimitar was just against her face. Hu Nu panicked and hurriedly waved out her other hand, but before she could make a move, she was also twisted behind her back by Zu Zhao.

Hu Nu didn't intend to hurt Zu Zhao's life, she just wanted to preemptively take a hostage. Who knew that if you were careless, you are now a hostage of the other party. The cold scimitar stimulated her skin, and an unprecedented fear swept through her body, thinking of the long journey from the Western Regions to here, and the scenes of many Han people humiliating the Hu people along the way, suddenly a sadness swelled, and a touch of ruddy appeared in her jewel-like eyes.

But even so, she resolutely did not show any traces of fear, and clenched her little white teeth and said, "You have the ability to kill me!" Not

far away, the other three Hu people rushed over in a hurry, but they were forced to retreat by the other ancestral children.

Zu Zhao smelled a faint fragrance on Hu Nu's body, he didn't intend to embarrass this alien woman, and said: "I won't hurt you, this horse can also be given to you, in exchange, you must tell me where you found this horse from?"

Hu Nu's delicate chest rose and fell violently, and she didn't make any answer for a while. She was deeply puzzled and suspicious of Zu Zhao's words, and in the past few years of wandering, she had never met such a generous and kind-hearted person among the Han people, and she would never believe that there were such people among the Han people.

After waiting for a while, Zu Zhao said again: "I let go of your hand now, I hope you don't make any more impulsive moves."

After speaking, he slowly let go of Hu Nu's two wrists.

Hu Nu instinctively avoided a distance, turned around and stared at Zu Zhao vigilantly. The three Hu people behind him hurriedly ran over and protected the Hu Nu's left and right. A Hu man said anxiously in Hu language, only to see Hu Nu's face showing hesitation and hesitation.

After a brief silence, Hu Nu said angrily: "This horse was found in the farmland to the south of the fruit grove early this morning, and its injuries are not light, and several wounds have been bleeding. Other than that, I don't know anything.

Zu Zhao nodded slowly and said, "You would have been fine if you said that earlier."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and took the children of the ancestral family to prepare to leave.

Hu Nu suddenly asked loudly behind her, "Did you really give me this horse?"

Zu Zhao stopped, glanced back at Hu Nu, and asked rhetorically, "What's your name?"

Hu Nu was puzzled, and after hesitating for a while, she said, "What does my name have to do with you?"

Zu Zhao said without concealment: "If you lie to me, I will come to you again." The

bearded woman said in a straight voice: "I don't have to lie to you. My name is Gulinar and if I lie to you, you can come to me. But this horse is mine now!

Zu Zhao smiled lukewarmly: "It's yours." Leaving

the place where these Hu people lived, Zu Zhao and his party walked towards the south.

A disciple was quite unconvinced, and couldn't help muttering in front of Zu Zhao: "Eldest son, is the horse really given to those thieves?" Not to mention that it is not yet possible to determine whether they are from the horse raiders or not, even if they are not, these aliens are all pests, so why bother them?

Another disciple also said: "Yes, eldest son, bring this horse back, and you can give an explanation to Uncle Chen's family."

Zu Zhao didn't look back, he replied calmly: "I just don't want to waste time." Uncle Chen's horse is a trivial matter, and whether or not they can avenge Uncle Chen and them is a big matter. When

everyone heard this, they realized that there was another reason, so they no longer doubted.

Out of the fruit grove, there was indeed a farmland to the south. The autumn harvest is drawing to a close, and as far as the eye can see, all the fields are dry and barren, leaving only holes in neatly arranged crops. Zu Zhao took the lead in jumping off the ridge, and there were many traces of cracks in the ground in addition to potholes. Crossing the fields until he came to the opposite side of the path, he suddenly spotted some horses' hooves, accompanied by some dried blood.

"The eldest prince, there are also blood drops in front."

"Uncle Chen's horse should have fled all the way here from the southeast."

"But that's not right, the place of Balipu should be on the west side, if you escape from Balipu, the traces of blood droplets should be in the opposite direction."

Several of the disciples made their own inferences, and when put together, it was a completely new clue.

"Follow the blood." Zu Zhao ordered decisively.

Everyone quickened their pace, and the two children of the spirit explored the path in front of them, and walked along the path to the west for about forty zhang, and the blood stains suddenly disappeared for a while. Fortunately, it didn't take long to find traces again, and a small village soon appeared in front of them, and when they reached the vicinity of the village, there was no trace of blood or any other trace.

"The eldest son, it should be in this village."

"Ah Zhong, you take two people to go around from the other side and pay attention to the situation around you." Zu Zhao said.

The group divided into two roads, Zu Zhao walked directly to the village, and Ah Zhong and a few brothers took a detour to the east of the village from the outside to the east of the village according to Zu Zhao's instructions. The village is not large, with only thirteen or fourteen households, and not only that, but several of them are empty, with dilapidated doors and windows, and it is clear that they have long since moved away. Although there are many merchants in Lingzhi County, they cannot withstand natural and man-made disasters, and there are always some poor people who have no way out.

Zu Zhao walked through the potholed path in the village, and some villagers saw these outsiders from afar, and their faces were full of vigilance. Or look at each other angrily, or hide in the house early, or call other people out to take precautions. After a while, a man in his forties appeared in front of him, carrying a basket of firewood and a short axe pinned to his waist.

"Who are you, and what do you want to do?"

The woodcutter stopped ten paces in front of the stills and asked with ill intentions.

"Are there horses in the village?" Zu Zhao asked. He glanced around, and although most of the villagers were hiding behind the door in fear, there were still some teenagers and young people who had gathered together, and everyone had a cold face.

With just this sentence, the faces of the young men on the left and right changed color. But the woodcutter still kept a serious face.

"Don't talk nonsense, if you want horses to go to the horse market, how can we have horses here!"

"But feel free to take a look." Zu Zhao had already noticed the abnormality, and he said coldly.

"I don't know where the wild baby came from, but he doesn't understand the rules like this. Get out of here, don't bother our village. The woodcutter snapped angrily, and pressed a hand to the axe at his waist.

When the other villagers around saw this, they let it be as if they had received a hint, and their expressions became even heavier. Some people even grabbed stones, hoes, and some sticks from nearby in a posture of being ready for battle.

The children of the ancestral family knew that trespassing into unfamiliar villages and alleys would cause trouble, but they came prepared and were naturally not afraid of making trouble. The big guy coincidentally stretched out his hand and pressed his sword, not afraid of these yellow-faced and thin-skinned villagers at all.