Datang: Salted fish at the beginning, Gao Yang was given marriage by Li Er

Chapter 317 The Wolf on the Grassland

In the ninth year of Zhenguan, on March [-], in the north.

The few days of drizzle gradually subsided, and the mist-filled mountains looked majestic and towering. The grassland nourished by the melted snow was moist, and the cattle and sheep flapped their long ears and ate the tender green grass leisurely and comfortably.

The river water is like a quiet jade belt, inlaid on this green gem, as beautiful as a fairyland on earth.

The tribes located at the foot of the mountain are in groups of three or five, staggered on the wasteland oasis, and stretch out for several miles. The news from the war has been heard by these tribesmen. At this time, the few young and strong in the tribe have already brought bows and arrows , bone knives, or some low-quality hunting knives.

Jing Zhuang, who still has blood relatives in the clan, has already followed the patriarch to the middle land, and under the leadership of Fuyun Khan, he fought a decisive battle with the Tang Dynasty in exchange for glory.Most of those left behind are blood from distant relatives, doing heavy farm work.

The soldiers of the expeditionary army have gone, and the remaining people naturally take on the important task of defending the tribe. On a sunny afternoon, the dark-skinned man came out of other women's tents with his trousers in his hands. He took a cautious look around the felt tent, got on his horse, and blew the bone whistle. After a while, the team of three hundred people was assembled.

The old man with excellent riding skills rode out of the queue, raising his beard.

"Our city is on the north side of the royal city, even if the flames of war ignite, who will abandon the royal city to attack our tribe, don't worry, it will be fine."

As the temporary member of the clan, Kuo Meng laughed and led a team of hundreds of people around the mountain for a circle, and then chatted and laughed with the orphaned subordinates who were suffering from the same illness.

"The patriarch's mother-in-law is really nice. She might get a good job if she takes good care of her. Otherwise, I don't think there's much hope of digging up dung in the sheep pen in this life..."

Before the words fell, a sentry arrow rose into the sky and made a sharp explosion.

"Damn, is it possible that that tribe is actually coming for us? Our place is a big tribe with thousands of households, and they dare to come?"

"Perhaps they escaped from the royal city. After all, it is rumored that they are just a squad of hundreds of people. We grew up on horseback. Is it possible that we will lose to them in horseback riding?"

After saying these words, a ferocious look appeared on Kuomeng's face, he stopped his horse and frowned slightly.

"Go! Go and have a look, maybe we don't need to rely on that girl, we can turn around and be the master."

After saying that, he waved his hand in front of his eyes, and swept down the mountain beam.

Several subordinates sent out earlier were riding their horses galloping in this direction, shouting from a distance.

"The Han people... are here..."

As the voice fell, a group of black shadows suddenly appeared on the small hill, and the figure who reported the letter in front of his eyes fell to the ground one by one, leaving only the figure with the ownerless horse out of the way, rushing towards this side .

"Damn it! It's not good to run for your life, you have to rush here."

"Today is considered a treasure!"

He licked his chapped lips, a smear of scarlet appeared in Kuo Meng's eyes, he wiped the spit from the corners of his mouth, and stared fiercely at the visitor.

"I want this meritorious service for nothing!"

"Maybe if you go to the imperial city with your head up, you can get the position of a centurion, hehe."

"Kill them!"

After the words fell, Kuo fiercely clamped the horse's belly, took off the bow and arrow on his back with his backhand and squeezed his hand, and galloped the horse towards the hundred-man cavalry.

Li Xian, who was on the opposite side, saw that the tribe of hundreds of remnant soldiers dared to charge face to face, so he tightened his palms holding the reins.

"It seems that our Tang Qi on the grassland is not famous enough."

"You see, these old, weak, sick and disabled dare to compete in front of us."

With the whistling of the wind in his ears, Cheng Chu, who was on the galloping horse, smiled silently, with a hint of fierceness in his eyes.

"Tuyuhun is in the wasteland oasis, so it's too late to know the news, plus your strategy of not attacking the imperial city and massacring the people of the grassland, you will be regarded as a fleeing remnant wherever you go. .”

"These uncivilized people are all good at riding and shooting, and they are born with horses. Seeing that we must have a sense of superiority, how can they easily admit defeat by taking advantage of the number of people?"

Hearing the words in his ears, Li Xian's expression turned cold. The several days of killing had already made his heart more tenacious, with a hint of ferocity.

"Then use Tang Dao to tell them how correct it is to surrender in numbers."

The sound of galloping horseshoes shocked the boiling blood in his body. Cheng Chumo could already clearly see the trajectory of the arrow flying in front of him without barriers. In the distance, Cheng Chumo suddenly yelled.

"kill!"

Blades, war horses, and figures intertwined in an instant. Cheng Chumo danced in the air amidst the roar of shouts, making a piercing sound in the air, and easily cut through the simple leather armor along the arc. The pawn fell straight off the horse and rolled several times on the ground.

The follow-up cavalry swarmed in, shimmering coldly in the morning light, and rushed towards them.The cold blade was thrown out from a tricky angle, and the cooperation with each other was extremely ingenious. It chopped off the arm of the figure who was too late to draw the knife, and fell off the horse's back amidst a miserable scream.

A team of hundreds of people rushed into a queue three times its own size, but it was like entering no one's land, and the viscous plasma was sprayed on both sides wantonly.

"Not one left! Let them know who is the real wolf on this grassland!"

Cheng Chumo's voice was exceptionally loud on the entire fighting battlefield, spreading across the open field.

The impact of the first round dissipated, and Kuo Meng suddenly turned his head to look at the neat Tang Qi behind him, and the formation was not even out of order.From the corner of the eye, he subconsciously glanced at the comrade-in-arms Xi Lang beside him, and his scalp tingled.

What kind of combat power is this?
In the first round of charge, he was unscathed!

His own team is still less than [-]%!

Even if this is a confrontation between the young and the old, the disparity shouldn't be so huge!

Somewhat feebly, he wiped the plasma from his face, and shouted loudly at the scattered patrolling people.

"Quickly withdraw! Quickly withdraw, you are not opponents!"

The sound of roaring with all their strength was drowned in the roars of panic, charging, and screaming, but it didn't have much effect.

"Go, go back to the tribe, and find the tribe's help!"

Putting these words aside, Kuo Meng no longer hesitated, turned his horse's head around, and galloped towards the depths of the grassland, leaving only the figure who had lost his horse and was not killed in battle, chasing the running horse and screaming desperately.

"Don't go! Let me get on the horse first!"

But the shouts were buried in the increasingly restless din, and not many people could hear them.

boom.

Boom boom boom.

The rumbling horseshoe turned around, drowning everything that should have been in the early morning, and launched a second round of collision in this fairyland-like area.

The tribal people who hadn't fully pulled off the charge were completely submerged, and more fleeing people were rolled under the hooves of the horses. The sound of bones shattering could be heard incessantly, and the blood and flesh of their internal organs were sprinkled with mud, soaking this green area. .

Kuo Meng, who rushed up the mountain ridge, looked back at the tribe and frowned.

"This hundred cavalry...is not afraid of death, but is still human..."

(End of this chapter)