In the wind, the horn sounded and the general was hunting outside the borehole.
The grass is yellow in autumn, and the eagle eye is sharper; When the ice and snow melt, the horseshoe is extraordinarily brisk.
It has passed Xinfeng City in a blink of an eye and soon returned to sunny Liu Ying.
Looking back at the eagle wilderness, thousands of twilight clouds spread to the horizon.
The arrow on the horn bow shot out, and the string sound roared with the wind! The general's hunting horse galloped outside the Acropolis.
Withered weeds can't cover up sharp eagle eyes; The snow melts, and the galloping hooves are more like the wind chasing leaves.
In a blink of an eye, the hunting horse passed through Xinfeng City and returned to Xiliuying when it was stationed in the horse.
Looking back at the triumph, the place where the eagle was shot down; Thousands of miles away, the dusk clouds cover, and vilen is quiet.