Chapter 344: Pingshan Tribe’s Sneak Attack (16) First Battle Victory
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The sound of the strings was so faint that it was barely audible amid the sound of horse hooves. Song Liyun heard nothing.
But Ju Qingma's ears turned, and he neighed loudly. Suddenly he exerted his strength and leaped forward diagonally a few feet.
When Balin and the other man heard the shouting from behind, their faces changed. They hid under the saddle on the left and right, and disappeared from the horse in an instant.
At this critical moment, "Double! Double! Double! Double!"
Several feather arrows were scattered on the ground, with their tails shaking, but no one was hurt.
"Young Madam, they have arrows!"
Balin crawled out from under the horse's belly and shouted.
Song Liyun's face changed slightly. She only thought that the other party wanted to capture her and her group, and did not think about archery.
Bows and arrows and armor were contraband in the Wu Dynasty, especially arrowheads forged from fine iron. They were strictly prohibited from flowing to grassland tribes and hunters had to register before they could use them.
There is no bow and arrow in Song Liyun's weapons and equipment.
If Juqing had not been a warhorse and had already gotten used to the sound of the bowstring and dodged in time, she would have been hurt even if she was wearing the soft armor given by Madam Wuya.
"Lao Ba, you guys run forward, I'll cover your rear!"
This time, Song Liyun needed to change his strategy and no longer think about approaching the cavalry behind him.
The three of them started running again. The old horse and the other two empty horses shuttled back and forth among the three of them, changing their positions intentionally or unintentionally.
In the back, Pingshan Bawan saw that after a round of arrows, not only did the enemy not even break the oil skin, but they actually fled even faster. He immediately shouted angrily: "A bunch of useless people, have you never eaten meat? They are as soft as women's belts."
His cavalrymen were so angry that their faces turned red, but they could do nothing about it.
The arrows just now were indeed weak and powerless, mainly because of the distance and lack of force. In addition, no one could hit the target accurately when shooting from a galloping horse.
When they wanted to shoot the second arrow, the people in front ran faster than rabbits on the snow and were out of the range of the arrows in an instant.
After a few breaths, Song Liyun saw the cavalrymen chasing after her from behind, so she slowed down her Juqing horse and gradually fell behind the team.
She leaned over the horse's back and gently slid a black box down the horse's belly to the ground.
The black box stood out against the trampled snow.
But Bawan and his men from the Pingshan tribe didn't pay any attention to this. They only saw the back figure entering the shooting range again.
He put the arrow on the bow and drew it. Just as the arrow was about to be shot, Bawan suddenly felt his horse stagger a few steps as if it had a seizure, and retreated with a painful neigh.
Not only his warhorse, but other people's horses also became agitated, as if they were stung by a wasp, jumping hard, trying to throw their masters off their backs.
Seeing this situation, Bawan and others had no way to chase anymore and tried desperately to calm their horses.
When Song Liyun saw that the animal repellent he had dropped was effective, he immediately turned his horse's head and rushed forward.
It's a pity that there was no one to control the static animal repellent device, so it could only emit low-frequency animal repellent, rather than high-frequency animal killing. It did not immediately disable the war horses, but only caused them to panic.
Moreover, the war horses had been tamed and had their masters with them, so their timid hearts were comforted. They were just panicked at this time, but not to the point of running around. It would only take more time to control them.
But the return of Song Liyun, Balin and the other two disrupted the Pingshan tribe's plan to appease the war horses.
Balin and his companions rushed towards the Pingshan tribe, waving scimitars.
This sudden attack forced Bawan to abandon his horse and rush towards the prey he had been chasing for a long time.
For a moment, the clinking sounds of blades colliding continued.
In terms of combat experience, Balin is not a professional soldier and is not on the same level as the cavalry of the Pingshan tribe.
But at this time, the people of the Pingshan tribe had no war horses and could only fight in a hurry.
Balin and his companions rode their horses like the wind, and with a wave of their swords they chased the ten men away in all directions.
On the other side, Song Liyun was riding on a Juqing horse, also moving flexibly among the crowd.
In her hands, pieces of black steel bars only a foot long flashed strangely. She waved her hands like throwing short spears, and those thumb-thick pointed steel bars pierced into people's faces.
Screams resounded through the sky...
These short steel spears were specially made by Song Liyun.
She found that she had no kung fu, and was at a disadvantage when using a knife in a battle with others.
If we only use tools from the end of the world, whether it is a stun gun, a knife or medicine, each one is unique and will eventually run out.
These short steel spears that are thrown with great force are the most durable and suitable for sudden injuries.
Balin was terrified. These were real cavalry soldiers. Even without horses, it would take some effort for him to chop them with a sword.
But in front of the messenger of God, it was as fragile as a toddler, and was easily killed by the messenger of God with a "branch".
Song Liyun had no expression on her face and just waved and threw.
She knew that her side was not professional in combat, and that they had the upper hand now only because of surprise and the frightened war horses.
If we give these cavalrymen time to recover, our advantages will be gone and we will only have the chance to escape.
Moreover, she had no mercy for the pursuers.
The indiscriminate pursuit on horseback across the vast snowy plains, coupled with the barrage of arrows, made it unnecessary to use words to distinguish between friend and foe.
The two of them clashed back and forth several times, and the cavalry were completely dispersed.
Just as Song Liyun knocked down three people in a row, Ba Wan finally swung his sword to block Song Liyun's horse.
He was mad with rage. Who could tell him what had happened?
Who was the person he had been chasing for so long? Why was it a woman? Could it be the legendary Madam Wuya?
"Who are you? Why did you lie to us..."
Before Ba Wan could even finish his sentence, a short spear suddenly flew out and pierced his eye socket.
Song Liyun curled her lips and said, "If you want to hit me, then hit me. I don't understand what you are mumbling about!"
After Ba Wan died, the remaining cavalrymen immediately scattered and turned to look for their horses to escape.
Only then did they realize that the ten war horses had disappeared.
This is very abnormal.
The war horses that live with their masters day and night will not leave without orders, and no one can take them away. But now these masters want to escape, but they can't find their mounts.
The Pingshan cavalry had no war horses, they were just ordinary people.
Seeing the messenger of God display his deadly skills, these cavalrymen had lost the power to resist. Balin and his people were suddenly filled with passion. The two of them chased each other like life-threatening demons and killed all ten people.
The blood dyed the snowy ground red for hundreds of feet, and no one could be seen breathing.
Balin rode over with a bloody knife in hand, his voice trembling as he looked at Song Liyun with some fear: "God's Messenger, what should we do next?"
His awe of Song Liyun deepened again. These were all living people.
When they killed the last two, Song Liyun asked them to question them.
The two men thought they could escape with their lives, so they told the story of their tribe's surprise attack on the Wuda tribe, but in the end they were still pierced through the head by a spear.
Song Liyun's eyes still held murderous intent, and her voice was filled with chill, "There are nearly seventy more people from the Pingshan tribe coming soon. We can't stay here any longer.
We can't go back to the tribe right now, so let's find Master Lin first and then wait for an opportunity to act."
(End of this chapter)
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