Chapter 124 Yue Lun Tribe
"You mean... there was no fighting at the guard post?"
Song Liyun was extremely anxious at this time, wondering whether to go back and move away, or go to the garrison to help fight the enemy.
Suddenly I heard Xue Zhuang say that the fire was just lighting the bonfire, and I suddenly felt like a punctured balloon.
The anger that had been held tightly in my heart suddenly leaked out to the soles of my feet, and my body began to shake.
This does explain why the garrison did not send anyone over.
If there is an emergency drill at night, it will naturally focus on military affairs and no personnel will be assigned to take into account the public sentiment.
In fact, it has only been a quarter of an hour since the fire started in the town. Someone should come to check the situation soon!
Xue Zhuang is worthy of being a military man, and is very familiar with the orders of the garrison.
He is absolutely right.
There was indeed no sign of fighting at Suijin Pass at this time, but it was not a drill either.
On the wall, Captain Luo received news brought back by a scout.
"Sir, the Di tribe is ahead, with nearly a hundred people gathered on the ice of the river ten miles away."
It turned out that the seven or eight people seen on the wall were just the vanguard of the defeated Di tribe. When they saw the sudden wall, they stopped and waited for orders from the main force behind them.
It was a dark and windy night, and even a huge bonfire could not penetrate the darkness two miles away.
The Suijin guards only sent out ten riders to gather information, while the rest were fully equipped and on high alert for a sudden attack from the Di tribe.
As time passed, the Di tribe gathering point began to become uneasy.
Everyone seemed to be held and forced by an invisible force, slowly moving towards Suijin Pass.
In the crowd, An Fei, the leader of Yue Lun's tribe, covered in blood, was in deep self-blame.
He regretted it deeply at this moment.
When he learned earlier that the Wuda tribe had returned to the grassland, he didn't take this matter to heart at all.
He was an eyewitness to the tragic retreat of the Wuda tribe from the grassland twenty years ago, and he even killed a Wuda knight with his own hands.
He was a young boy who had just grown up. He was covered in wounds after being chased for days, and because of his lack of physical strength, he fell behind the team.
When An Fei chased him with a scimitar and chopped off his head, you could still see fear on the boy's childish face and confusion in his eyes.
He probably couldn't understand until his death why he was dead now when he was grazing on the grassland, singing, riding a horse, and chasing his beloved girl just a few days ago.
An Fei, who was in his prime at the time, just found it funny.
There is a saying in the Wu Dynasty: The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit.
The emperor's sons would fight to the death for the throne.
On the grassland, the law of the jungle prevails.
Even the docile sheep would fight for their ewes and pastures. The tribes fought for pastures and women, and killing each other was nothing.
The winner takes everything and the loser takes nothing. This is the natural order of things.
The rise and fall of the various tribes on the grassland have always fluctuated between mutual hatred and annexation.
After the Wuda tribe retreated from the grassland like a lost dog, the original grassland was naturally divided up by several tribes, among which the Yuelun tribe was allocated a large summer pasture.
Now that the Wuda tribe has returned, it's just that the little ones who escaped from their scimitars have grown up.
Then I will kill them again, and this time I will kill them completely.
The Yue Lun tribe was not a small one, with a population of 500 and a total of over 10,000 cattle and sheep.
In addition to the herding tribesmen, Yue Lun's tribe also had a war team. These people were well-equipped with scimitars, heavy armor and arrows.
Normally, there is no need to herd cattle; warriors are only responsible for resolving conflicts between tribes and threats from wolf packs.
Yue Lun's troops spent a huge amount of money to support these warriors, and each of them was packaged as a bloodthirsty wolf.
Except for a few large tribes, Yue Lun's tribe has never lost a battle in recent years.
As long as the Wuda tribe dares to come, he can turn the White Wolf Cavalry into dead wolves and turn the Wuda tribe into his slaves.
It turned out that Anfei was too happy too early.
When the White Wolf Cavalry appeared next to the tribe, he saw what was a one-sided massacre.
Both sides were well-trained cavalrymen, and they started charging from a distance.
The horse's hooves slammed the ground violently, and the earth seemed to be shaking slightly.
The cavalry of Yue Lun's tribe dispersed, shouting and waving their scimitars, like a big net covering the enemy.
Anyone trapped by them will be slaughtered.
The armor on their bodies and the arrogant smiles on their faces are enough to prove their strong fighting power.
The White Wolf Knights, who were obviously outnumbered, gathered together tightly, with their horses' heads pressed against their tails and their bodies lying on their horses' bodies. There was such a tacit understanding between them that they seemed to have merged into one.
Led by the leader wearing a red tassel, fifty horses rolled across the grass like a snowball and crashed into the big net of Yue Lun's troops.
The snowball instantly turned into snowflakes and stuck to the big net.
At this time, each White Wolf Cavalryman found his respective enemy.
Instead of using scimitars suitable for chopping, they held Wu Chao Yanling knives.
When the two horses met, the long swallow-feather knife pierced into the unprotected neck of the Yue Lun knight's heavy armor before the swinging scimitar fell.
This is not a competition of archery or horsemanship, but a simple contest of courage.
If the tip of the Yanling knife could not pierce the opponent while running at high speed, these White Wolf Knights would have their heads chopped off by the scimitar.
The bright red blood spread out on the snow, like blooming red flowers, which was extremely shocking.
Just after the two horses separated, half of Yue Lun's knights fell off their horses, and the rest were still in shock.
Only a few of the White Wolf Cavalry fell off their horses, but they also avoided the scimitars with their superb riding skills.
The frightened horse neighed and stood up. Before the rest of Yue Lun's troops could rein in the horse, the White Wolf Knight of the Wu tribe had already turned his horse's head and rushed over again silently.
The people of the Yuelun tribe were also battle-hardened warriors. After paying a heavy price for their underestimation in the first round, they relied on their heavy armor and brute force to entangle the White Wolf Knight tightly.
But every member of the White Wolf Cavalry has superb swordsmanship and their riding skills are well coordinated.
Especially under the fearless leadership of the leader, the White Wolf cavalry were like a sharp knife, cutting and smashing Yue Lun's cavalry.
At this time, they were not a team of dozens of people, but a team of hundreds of people.
The leader An Fei who was watching the battle felt his hands and feet go cold.
I originally thought that dealing with the Wuda tribe, which had just returned to the grassland, would be an easy battle like an eagle catching a rabbit.
The Wuda tribe could be wiped out in a snap, but I never thought it would turn out like this...
The Wuda tribe had fierce white wolf cavalry in front and hundreds of auxiliary soldiers behind to support them, each of them carrying a long whip and a noose.
Those auxiliary soldiers were ordinary herdsmen. Although they could ride horses, they could not go into battle. Under normal circumstances, they could be dispersed with just a few charges.
However, when they were defeated, these herdsmen, who usually could only wield reins, could drive the horses to run and could also kill people.
They came here to take charge of their tribe's sheep.
An Fei knew that he had already lost.
(End of this chapter)
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