Chapter 387 Rich spoils of war (please vote and subscribe)
Broken limbs and arms fell to the ground, warm blood nourished the green grass, the wounded enemies fell to the ground and wailed, the horses that lost their masters snorted in confusion, the whole enemy formation was like a wheat field swept by a combine harvester, all objects higher than the blade were cut in half.
Is this the power of cavalry equipped with long swords?
At this moment, You Fu and all the caravan members were shocked by the battlefield in front of them, and the elders of the Xin tribe and others almost popped their eyes out, they even forgot to be afraid at this moment, even the Han tribe cavalry who had just rushed through the enemy formation were stunned and stayed where they were.
"Did we do this?"
"Oh my God! I've never seen such a fighting style. When I was a savage on the grassland, the battles I saw were nothing more than archery. The dead at least had a complete body. I didn't expect the long sword to be so powerful. If you are hit, you will be crippled if you don't die."
"Everyone, turn around and form a team. Surround the ones in front. Don't let them run away." The general flag leader raised the long sword and shouted loudly.
As the heavy cavalry reorganized their formation, Elder Shang and his party finally came to their senses. He was trembling on his horse like a sieve. He couldn't believe what he saw. It was just a fight in the blink of an eye. More than 100 men he brought were either dead or crippled. None of them could continue to sit on the horse. Even those who didn't die immediately, looking at the three-point wounds on their bodies, everyone knew that they would not survive.
"Devil! Devil! You are all devils! No, this is too cruel. You can't do this. We just want a car. You can't do this." Elder Shang screamed in fear.
You Fu also smacked his lips. He did not expect that the heavy cavalry organized by the leader would be so powerful. They killed all the opponents with just a rush. Isn't it a bit exaggerated? But why are they not afraid at all?
Well, with such a warrior in hand, what is there to be afraid of? Yes, that's it.
"Old man, remember what I told you. From now on, your trading range must retreat one month's journey to the south, and the price of white salt must not be lower than ours. If you can't make the decision, tell these words to your leader.
Don't let me see you again, otherwise I will not let anyone go next time. Take these few people with you and get out. I will accept your seeds and livestock as compensation for your business with the Han tribe."
His tribe won the battle, and You Fu was even more confident at this time. He didn't speak as politely as at the beginning. He could keep all the opponents, but if he kept them all, there would be no one to go back and tell them. Moreover, letting these enemies who had seen the strength of the Han tribe go back was far better than killing them directly. This would at least plant a seed in the Xin tribe, a seed of fear.
Elder Shang was still shouting in fear, but the little leader beside him pulled him up and ran away. There were only 21 people left in the group. At this time, they could no longer care about the goods and cattle and horses. Taking advantage of You Fu's unwillingness to kill them, they drove their only remaining mounts and ran away, hoping to get out of the sight of the Han tribe as soon as possible.
"Tsk, the long swords that the leader taught people to make are so powerful, and there is also this kind of cavalry fighting method, which is simply against the sky!" You Fu looked at Elder Shang and his group who were fleeing in a panic and couldn't help but sighed.
Ling Feng beside him was also quite shocked. He was also a real grassland man and had seen many battles. However, whether it was a bow and arrow or a spear, the people who were killed were just pierced with a hole. For example, in this battlefield where they were directly chopped to pieces and even the parts of their bodies could not be put together, the shock given to people was completely different.
"The leader, was he a cavalryman before?" Ling Feng couldn't help but ask in confusion.
"This, I really don't know. When I first met the chief, he had just led people to blast open the salt mine and was about to return to Hanyang City. But he did ride on Huishan and pointed a longbow at me. At that time, the Han tribe had not found the iron mine, let alone the steel knives we have today. You know this, right?" You Fu also recalled.
"Well, the leader's wisdom is unpredictable, and it is beyond our imagination. Everything he created is not something that mortals can possess. They are all divine weapons." Ling Feng continued.
"Yes, but we can use divine weapons now. No matter what happens in the future, I will always follow the leader." You Fu put his hand on the hilt of the knife at his waist and said seriously.
"Me too."
"Okay, let's not talk about this. Let's have the soldiers clean up the battlefield and see if there are any who can be saved. Kill all the dead horses and eat their meat. Let's dig a pit and bury the dead. Gather all the remaining cattle, horses and sheep. I'll go see what kind of grain and seeds the old man mentioned, and then write a letter to the leader. If he knows there are so many seeds, he will be very happy."
The soldiers quickly started to work. Some dug pits and some buried the bodies. As for fainting at blood, vomiting, and first battle syndrome, none of them were seen. Before joining the Han tribe, which soldier didn't have to hunt every day? They were used to seeing corpses and blood. When there was no white salt to eat, they even drank blood.
When a large pit of five meters square was dug, those who were dying had already died. Of the more than 120 people on the other side, only 8 were slightly injured. The wounds on their bodies were not very deep. With clean woolen cloth and the hemostatic medicine of the snake tribe, they should still have hope of survival.
However, the eight captives were still in a sluggish state. I don't know if they were stupid or crazy, or just pretending to be crazy. But it didn't matter. As long as I took them back, it would be fine. When we returned to Hanyang City, the leader would definitely ask them about the situation of the Xin tribe, and then send them to the mines.
After about three or four hours of work, it was already noon. The messy battlefield had been swept away. Except for the blood-stained mud and grass leaves, it seemed that nothing had ever happened.
The dead horses were disassembled and placed on the carriage, and the eight captives were tied to the side of the four-wheeled truck by the soldiers.
You Fu had counted the supplies seized in this battle. There were 321 intact horses in total. Among them, except for the mounts of the Xin tribe caravan, the rest were pack horses for carrying goods. Because they had no cars, they could only use more horses to transport a large amount of goods, but now they were all cheap for the Han tribe.
47 cattle, no casualties, 528 sheep, all of which were exchanged for white salt by the Xin tribe.
There were 260 baskets of various plant seeds. Each packhorse carried two bamboo baskets, which was also the main means of transportation for the Xin tribe. Corn accounted for about two-fifths of the seeds. Beans of different colors also accounted for two-fifths. The remaining one-fifth of seeds were unknown, all of which were very small. They might be vegetable seeds, not food.
There were also 120 baskets of sea salt and tens of thousands of bamboo arrows. The exact number was unknown, but they were all thin bamboos without arrowheads and feathers.
There were a lot of animal skins and horns, all of which were exchanged for white salt, and a lot of flat bamboo tubes, which they called bamboo bowls.
In addition to these, there were also captured enemy weapons, 93 intact bamboo bows, an unknown number of bamboo arrows, and some rare metal products. There were
three silver bowls, three silver spoons, a round copper cake that was used for unknown purposes, six copper sword-shaped daggers, and two short copper knives, which seemed to be kitchen utensils or table knives used to divide meat. Copper pots and the like were not found. I don't know if they didn't bring them or because they didn't know how to use pots.
(End of this chapter)
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