On the boundless Gobi Desert, dozens of horses were running freely. One of them was a chestnut war horse. Li Qingan pulled the reins and drove away. There were capped mountains in the distance. The wind was roaring in his ears. He was so excited that he couldn't help but whistle up to the sky: "Dang Dynasty! I'm here."

When he was still ten miles away from the fort, he gradually slowed down. He had been in the fort for a month. He had completely recovered his strength and fell in love with the job of raising horses. His daily job was to lead the horses to gallop on the Gobi Desert to exercise them and his endurance and physical strength.

In later generations, he was also a soldier and a member of the army's archery team. Riding and archery was a necessary training, which gave him a special feeling for horses. During this month, he almost never left his saddle. With the careful guidance of Sun Matou, his equestrian progressed rapidly and was able to compete with excellent cavalry.

When he arrived in front of a willow tree, Li Qingan stopped the war horse. This was his other daily exercise.

He took the bow and arrow from his back and retreated a hundred steps away. The bow string was full and aimed at the trunk. When the string was loosened, the arrow flew out, drawing a beautiful parabola and shooting it accurately on the trunk.

Li Qingan shook his head with some regret. The archery technique did not change. Unfortunately, this pair of bows was too soft and very unfit. He could not find the strong feeling of arrows in the past. He thought to himself, when should I get a good bow?

At this time, he saw that it was too late, so he urged his horse to return to the fort. The wind in the Gobi Desert was strong, and the wind and sand were blowing that he couldn't open his eyes, so he had to move sideways.

Suddenly, he found something unusual on the deserted beach in the distance, as if there was a white object. Li Qing'an urged him to step forward and couldn't help but be stunned. The white object was actually a human bone, facing down, and an arrow was inserted into his spine.

Li Qingan sighed softly. From the leather boots that had not yet completely rotted, he knew that most of the Hu Shangs west of the Pamir Mountains had been robbed by thieves, and they died and lost money. It was probably because they were flooded by wind and sand. The winds were strong these two days, and the bones were exposed.

Li Qing'an got off the horse and dug a hole with a dagger, burying the corpse into it. He was about to leave when he was surprised to find a red gem at the position of the corpse just now. He was overjoyed and went forward to pick up the gem. The gem was as big as an egg, polished to smooth edges and corners. Through the sunlight, a cluster of flames rose in the gem, burning bigger and bigger. Under the reflection of the sunset, the light was brilliant and extremely precious.

He was a little confused. How could the gem not be stolen? He looked at the location of the gem and suddenly realized that the gem was held in the mouth by this man, so it was not discovered. The bones were facing down. When he moved the bones by himself, the gem slipped out of his mouth.

"Hehe! I'm rich."

Li Qing'an excitedly hid the gem, found another long flat stone, and used a dagger to carve it: "The Tomb of the Unknown Hu Shang."

He inserted the flat stone into the sand and bowed, "Brother Hu, you make a fortune for me, and I will let you be buried in peace, so we will not owe each other."

Li Qingan turned over and felt refreshed, and sang loudly along the way, "The Li family's Qilang picked up a treasure!"

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Back at the fort, the soldiers were having supper in a circle around the tent. Sun Matou walked out and led the horse and smiled, "Qilang, go and have dinner!"

Li Qing'an was really hungry. He squeezed into the crowd and sat down. He picked up a wheat cake and wrapped it with a piece of dried meat and started eating. Although Tang Jun's food was full, it was very simple. It was basically wheat cake, dried meat and black bean soup. If you want to eat some good wine and meat, you have to pay for it yourself.

"Qilang, come a sip of wine."

A pretty young Tang army next to him handed him the wine pot. The Tang army was named He Yanming, and he was the youngest Tang army in the fortress. He was only seventeen years old this year. He is the second generation soldier in Anxi. His father is from Chang'an. In the 25th year of Kaiyuan, he was recruited as the first batch of Long March athletes. He brought his wife and children to Anxi to guard the border. He had 50 acres of tax-free land in Bahuan City. Last year, Lao He retired and returned home to farm, and his son Xiao He took over the team gloriously.

He Yanming is a very clever young man who is good at establishing good relationships with people. For example, he actually doesn't drink, but he still bought a few pots and gave other veterans a few sips during meals, making friends with him. Everyone in the fortress likes him.

Li Qingan took the wine pot and 'gulp! Gudu!' and took two big gulps. The wine was Gaochang wine, sweet and mellow. He praised: "Good wine! When will I have the money to buy two pots?"

"Qilang, next time those two women come, brother fuck them on top. When they are dying, you steal their money from below. Then we will share the money equally, won't the money come?"

A veteran was joking roughly, which attracted everyone to burst into laughter. Li Fei Yuanli came out of the tent and grinned, "I think of those two stinky women, I feel like I'm losing money. Two hundred cents are enough to go to the brothel to listen to the erotic songs."

At this time, a harrier eagle hovered in the air, waiting for the leftovers of the Tang army. Li Fei Yuanli looked at the harrier eagle, frowned and cursed: "This bird thief is here again. Last time, I was overturned by it with a pot of good wine. Look at me shooting it!"

He turned around and took a bow and arrow, and pulled the bow and it was an arrow. The arrow flew past it. The hawk was frightened and flew high, but it did not leave and still hovered in the air.

Li Fei Yuanli couldn't hold her face and said to everyone: "I pay 500 cents, whoever shoots this bird will be the one who will be."

Five hundred cents were quite tempting. The Tang army jumped up one after another, pulled the bow and shot at the harrier eagle. The arrow feathers flew over, but none of them shot. The harrier eagle flew faster and yelled twice, as if mocking the Tang army. The Tang army knew that it was impossible to shoot, so they laughed for a while, threw down the bow and continued to sit down for dinner.

Li Fei Yuanli was a little angry and cursed and wanted to leave. Li Qingan suddenly stood up and said, "Master Li Fei Shu, can you borrow your bow and arrow?"

Li Fei Yuanli's bow and arrow were one size bigger than others, and it took a lot of effort to pull it away. He glanced at Li Qing'an and grinned and said, "Qilang, I heard it right! Do you want to use my bow?"

The Tang soldiers all laughed, and He Yanming gently pulled Li Qing'an and whispered: "Qilang, that's the Six Stone Bow, you can't pull it."

"I want to give it a try."

Seeing that he was overestimating his abilities, the Tang soldiers immediately booed. Li Fei Yuanli whistled and laughed: "Okay! I'll give you a try, but if you can't pull it, you have to steal the money from those two women."

Everyone burst into laughter, and a fire-boosting monster shouted: "Qilang, do you want me to teach you how to steal?"

The laughter became louder.

After taking the bow, the smile on Li Qing'an's face disappeared. He squinted his eyes and stared at the harrier eagle. The harrier eagle was hovering high and low above his head. Perhaps it also felt the murderous intent on the ground and did not dare to approach it anymore. But after it circled twice, it suddenly flew over Li Qing'an's head. In the moment of lightning, Li Qing'an pulled the bow suddenly. The bow was like a full moon, the arrow was like a meteor, and it shot towards the harrier eagle like lightning. The arrow was strong and swift. The wailing sounded by the harrier eagle, and the feather fell straight from the air and was falling between the Tang army.

The Tang soldiers who were still laughing just now were silent. Li Qing'an stepped forward and picked up the eagle's feet and raised them high. After a while, the Tang soldiers burst into thunderous applause, "Good arrow technique!" The cheers continued. Li Qing'an not only shot the hawk, but also penetrated the head with an arrow. Li Fei Yuanli widened his eyes and praised in dismay: "It's really amazing!"

At this time, Li Fei Yuanli seemed to have known him for the first time. He looked up and down at Li Qing'an's burly figure and suddenly asked, "Can you open a hard crossbow?"

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Chapter completed!