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The sun is high in the sky, the wind is blowing and dust is rising.

Outside the rough wooden fence of Ermu Palace.

Yue Dapeng, leading twenty elite cavalrymen from the patrol battalion, was reining in their horses and waiting in the field.

The brothers saw that the sun was getting warm at this moment, and a few old soldiers loosened their collar buttons and took advantage of the shadow of the horse's belly to hide from the cold.

Suddenly, there was a rapid sound of horse hooves coming from the wooden houses on the long street on the east side.

Yue Dapeng subconsciously touched the handle of the knife at his waist and looked towards the source of the sound.

A group of Sirius cavalry, all wearing black armor and leather robes, their faces full of weather and anger, crashed through the street like a black wind, heading towards the royal court.

The person at the front had a beard covering half of his face and a copper ring on his left ear.

It was none other than the leader of the Sirius mission, Hudu.

Yesterday, Hudu went to the pasture of Zada ​​tribe to check the tribute horses. He planned to spend two days in the pasture, but he received a secret report that the Daning border army had entered Ermu City, so he had to lead his team to gallop back.

Dozens of riders were less than ten steps away from Daning's military formation, reining in their reins.

The war horse was in pain, raised its front hooves and neighed, and all the flying dust from the front line fell on the faces of the patrol battalion cavalry.

Suddenly he pointed his horse whip and said: "Ning Gou! What kind of wind is this that brings you mice hiding in the ground to Shiwei?"

Yue Dapeng was holding Xue Liqing. His face was dusted and he spat. When he saw clearly that the person coming was a Sirius, he immediately replied:

"You are bragging about your grandpa's death! Why, Pingjin's knives haven't had enough to eat? You bunch of eggless dog barbarians, I haven't even gone to the grassland to find you, but you have come to your door to pick you up yourself!"

Before they finished speaking, the two horses seemed to be aware of their master's anger and stepped uneasily.

Xue Liqing seemed to smell the familiar scent of the same grassland and raised his horse's head.

It kicked its front hooves in the air, and a high-pitched, cloud-piercing hiss burst from its throat.

This scream was extremely penetrating, and it was particularly abrupt in front of this tense formation.

A Sirius centurion beside Hudu heard the sound and moved away.

After seeing the bones and coat color of the white horse clearly, the centurion's pupils trembled sharply, he pointed at Xue Liqing and shouted:

"Sir! Ma! It's Prince Temur's Xue Liqing!"

This throat was like hot oil poured into a burning fire.

"It's the Third Prince's mount!"

"Ning Gou stole the third prince's horse!"

"Kill these horse thieves and get the horses back!"

Sirius people have always regarded war horses as their destiny, not to mention this is the prince's peerless dragon colt.

With the crowd agitated and angry, there was a sound of gold and iron clashing, and dozens of Canglang Guards unsheathed their scimitars in unison, staring at Yue Dapeng with fierce eyes.

In the patrol camp, the twenty elite cavalrymen all experienced battles with Zhou Qi and were full of courage.

Facing these dozens of Sirius soldiers, no one changed their color.The long knives were unsheathed one after another, and the cold light confronted each other.

Seeing that a bloody fire was about to start in front of the palace gate, more than a dozen Shiwei soldiers responsible for guarding the palace hurriedly squeezed out from behind the fence.

They held their spears and stood cautiously between the two armies, holding their gun barrels horizontally in the air.

A Shi Wei captain's voice trembled with anxiety: "You can't do it! You two generals, you can't do it in front of the king's door!"

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