Chapter 633

Yang Chendong shook his head, "I don't care what other forces are like. We Lengfeng either don't do it, but we have to be the strongest. Everyone has his own war horses. It's necessary, and even in the future, everyone should be equipped with at least two or more."

Yang Chendong didn't say anything about the bicycle. Although it really doesn't need food and grass, if it can be used for a long time, it will inevitably have all kinds of small problems. It's so far away from chiembedded city that once there is a problem, it won't have to be repaired. Not to mention that cycling requires physical strength. It can be used in a short time. Pedaling him every day is naturally not as convenient as riding.

Yang Chendong's words are orders. He has made a decision. Other people can only obey orders in addition to obeying orders.

Fortunately, although there are not many war horses in pursuit of the wind, some are still rich. What's more coincidental is that there is a wild horse in their horse circle, which no one can tame. Even pursuit of the wind also took a long time to cultivate feelings, so that they can get close to it and not be excluded. But that horse is really tall and muscular. At first glance, it is a horse selected from thousands of miles. If Yang Chendong is a horse, he will not lose his dignity.

When Zhuifeng reported the situation to Yang Chendong, he immediately attracted his interest. "Oh? There are such war horses. Let's go and have a look."

The warship had begun to dock, and the soldiers were getting off the ship and unloading materials. Under all order, most officers had to get up. They followed the sixth young master and rushed to the horse circle.

There is no fixed place for horse circles. Horse circles are often built where the main force of the army is. Now the main force of the wind pursuit department is around Hai Town, and the horse circle is in the town. He went down from the boat, but he came here after more than four miles. From a distance, the pure white Mustang is so eye-catching. Just a glance from a distance, Yang Chendong fell in love with it.

Yang Dong was the absolute king of war in the previous life. Whether he flew in the world, ran in the water or walked on the land, he didn't fiddle with it. But even for this war horse, he really doesn't involve much. There is not much contact except that sometimes I have ridden a horse twice in the race course to adapt to various roles in order to complete the task.

But what kind of horse it is, it has been trained, and its character is very docile. It looks like the horse in front of us. Before we get to the front of us, we can see that it keeps ringing its nose and looks like a stranger. At the same time, the four hooves kept moving. It seemed that whoever came forward would give it to who.

"Good horse." although he doesn't understand horses, it doesn't hinder Yang Chendong's love. He can't help but be eager to try.

"Wait a minute, young master six. I'll come forward and put the saddle on it." chasing the wind took a breath. He saw the meaning of conquest in the eyes of young master six, but this horse is really hard to tame. He raised a horse since childhood. It took so many days to get close to it. Even in ordinary times, he had to send the horse's food in person, and others would not pay attention to it, That's arrogant.

Yang Chendong didn't speak. He focused on the white horse. He began to fantasize about riding on it and galloping the earth.

Feng Zhui took a saddle from his soldiers and began to approach slowly. As he approached, he kept saying, "white horse, white horse, you must be obedient. Although I know you don't like this thing on you, isn't the horse born to be ridden? Accept your life, accept your life."

It's like coaxing children. Chasing the wind keeps talking and approaching. It's very careful. It seems that the white horse may get angry at any time.

Hu Mang, Wu Sheng and others looked at this scene with a smile and felt very interesting. After all, according to the meaning of the sixth young master, they will all ride horses in the future. Now it's no harm to know in advance.

"Bang!"

Just when everyone's eyes were looking here, an unexpected scene happened. The white horse standing there suddenly raised its hooves and kicked the approaching wind without warning.

That is, chasing the wind. I'm too familiar with horses. The moment before, I felt that the atmosphere was wrong, so I suddenly retreated when the horse's hooves came. Fortunately, the white horse was tied against a wooden stake and the distance of action was limited, so I could avoid a blow.

The crowd just said a good risk in their hearts and applauded for the response of chasing the wind. Suddenly, the painting style changed, and they saw that the wooden stake tied to the white horse was constantly moving. After only a few times, it was suddenly pulled out from the ground. Then the white horse roared and rushed straight to the nearest chasing the wind.

The horse borrows its hoof. At such a fast speed, everyone can think that once it is hit by a white horse, it will be more or less bad.

At this moment, the wind chaser himself was startled. First, he threw his saddle to the ground, and then turned around and ran with his legs. As a horse keeper, he naturally knows what consequences will happen if the horse is frightened.

The speed of chasing the wind has been very fast. People are just like their names. But the white horse's speed will only be faster. It gives full play to its foot strength. As soon as its four hoofs fall together, it is a distance of several meters. That is, after a breath, it has come behind the wind. A pair of strong front hoofs have been raised high and hit the back of the wind.

Once it falls, the more than two thousand pounds will be enough to break the back of the wind chaser. Even if the man can survive, he will be disabled and can't do anything.

"Up!"

Just when everyone shouted and even Hu mang took out his pistol, a human shadow swished and ran away. Then the falling white horse was suddenly stranded in the air. If you look carefully, it was also tied with a piece of wooden stake rope, which was tightly held in Yang Chendong's hand at this time.

Just now, Yang Chendong felt the danger, his body suddenly rushed out, grabbed the horse rope and forcibly pulled the white horse.

With such a pull, Yang Chendong couldn't help but blush. The white horse is in its prime and belongs to a heavy horse variety. According to a rough estimate, the horse has at least 23400 kilograms, or even more. How can such a heavy force be pulled by a human force.

At this moment, he felt that his hands were about to be strangled with blood. Yang Chendong couldn't help sinking his Qi into the Dantian and mobilized the Qi in his body. Only then did he feel that his arms and body felt better.

Taking this opportunity, Zhuifeng finally escaped from his horse, but he was in a cold sweat. Obviously, he was really frightened just now.

After looking at the white horse and being strangled by someone, he was naturally very unhappy. When he looked back and saw that the instigator of all this was Yang Chendong, he ran over without turning his body. This run is like ten thousand pounds.

"Don't shoot." Yang Chendong was looking at the white horse's eyes, but Yu Guang noticed that Hu Mang, Yang ER and the members of the guard took out their guns, so he shouted quickly. Then his body rushed out to one side and avoided the white horse's gravity counterattack.

It seemed that the white horse was enraged when he failed to succeed. He continued to rush towards Yang Chendong's position. There was a great meaning that he would not stop unless he stepped on his feet.

With the support of "Qi", Yang Chendong is like a monkey. He can always avoid the attack of the white horse at the last moment. He will fight back and pull the reins in his hand, bringing a trace of pressure to the white horse.

One man and one horse fought bravely around the stable. Surprisingly, the white horse seems quite intelligent. Sometimes he even knows to do some fake actions, which leads Yang Chendong to make mistakes. Even several times, they almost hit the target.

Fortunately, the Qi is really strong enough, especially now there is no need to use force. As long as he dodges and moves to avoid the attack of white horse, it saves Yang Chendong a lot of effort, and the frequency of counterattack is faster and faster.

"The sixth young master is so powerful!" the scene in front of him has attracted more and more people to come here. When the cold front and auxiliary soldiers saw the scene of the God of war fighting with the white horse in their eyes, everyone showed surprised eyes.

They used to know that the sixth young master's Kung Fu was very good and his shooting was also very good. But everything is just heard. Now I finally have the opportunity to see it with my own eyes. Everyone admires it in his heart.

In the twinkling of an eye, a quarter of an hour passed, and the white horse did not mean to stop the attack, nor did it show any exhaustion. It was still very brave and constantly launched the attack.

Relying on that Qi, Yang Chendong dodged and fought back at the time of the horse's hoof. He was also very brave. This person seems to have reached a consensus, that is, we must take this opportunity to distinguish a higher one.

Yang Chendong can feel that the "Qi" in his body is constantly pouring out of his body. Only after his whole body is filled once can he enter his right arm, making his physique gradually stronger at this moment.

Although this change is not very fast, it can be won in the long run. A quarter of an hour passed, and the spirit didn't mean to stop at all. It was constantly strengthening itself.

This feeling is very subtle, which makes Yang Chendong feel very comfortable. That is, he can subdue the white horse now. He really didn't do that. He also wants to take this to stimulate his physical fitness and make his body stronger.

Outsiders don't know what's going on. Naturally, they can't understand such a thing. When they saw that Yang Chendong had been fighting with the white horse for a quarter of an hour, and the white horse was already sweating and showing a trace of blood, they were not only worried about the sixth young master.

"My God, how can the horse shed red blood? It's not going to die." a member of the guard shouted without knowing why.

"What do you know? Only a bloody BMW can be so red all over, even leaving red sweat." some people who understand horses under chasing wind explained loudly.