With a wave of Thunder's hand, the Ghost Face Army took out the prepared projectiles and threw them at the whistle of the Cangjue tribe's gate.
The place where they stood was two hundred meters away from the gate of the Cang Jue tribe. The momentum of Cang Jue's bow and arrow was much weaker when it was shot, and the attack power was not strong against them.
However, the archers in the Ghost Face Army are all highly skilled in martial arts. If you throw a projectile with your inner strength, you can throw it hundreds of meters, and the projectile does not require the accuracy of a bow and arrow.
The battle between the two sides was about to break out. While the Ghost Faced Army threw projectiles at them, the bows, arrows, crossbows and darts from the Cangjue tribe were also fired at them.
But the effect was immediately apparent, and the ghost-faced army easily blocked these bows, arrows and other weapons with swords.
As for the two large whistle posts of the Cang Jue tribe, they were blown out of large craters by projectiles with a loud noise. The whistle posts were damaged to the point where they were tilted up and down, and the ground was filled with smoke and dust.
"Chief, the whistle has been cleared for you." Yun Wu said to Chief Yaji.
Yaji was still stunned. Is it that simple?
He had never seen such a simple and fast fight in the grassland. He didn't know what they threw, but they blew several big holes in the opponent.
Any hidden weapons or whistles were instantly destroyed and destroyed.
The clan leader shouted loudly: "Come forward and capture Cang Jue!"
The clan leader personally took the lead and rode away. After a night's rest, the warriors of Zarhu were already in high spirits. Seeing this scene, they were so excited that they all rushed forward as if they had been given blood.
Without the defensive sentry, the Cang Jue tribe's remaining people in the camp here were no more than a hundred people. They were all beaten to the ground and begging for mercy without even resisting twice.
The clan leader said regretfully: "That Cang Su is not here, no wonder no one dares to come out to challenge.
If we fail to catch him this time, we will be in trouble."
Cang Su is the new clan leader of the Cang Jue tribe, and he usually takes the lead in everything Cang Jue does.
Last night, even though he was not here, their warriors came boldly to attack the Zaerhu tribe.
It seems that the relationship between this Cang Su and the warriors in the tribe is not very good.
"It's nothing. Although he is not here, his people are all here. I don't believe that he, a big patriarch, would really abandon them and ignore them."
Yun Wu got off the horse and walked into the Cang Jue tribe with Ye Xiang.
Good guy, there are hundreds of red horses on a large grassland of the tribe. They are tall and strong, with shiny coats. They all look very strong.
Yun Wu couldn't put it down after watching it, and she really wanted to take them all back to Ling'an.
"These are all good horses. They are the descendants of various thoroughbred horses. There are sweat horses, red rabbits, and Biyunxia. Look at their shiny coats. They are tall and strong. They are very rare.
I didn’t expect that Cangsu had robbed so many.”
The clan leader lamented on the sidelines that his tribe also had good horses, but there were not so many of them.
These horses were all robbed by Cangsu from various tribes on the grassland.
A tribe of more than ten horses made up so many good products.
Unexpectedly, it turned out to be advantageous to Yun Wu and the others.
Yun Wu was so happy that she burst into laughter: "Ah, the pain I suffered yesterday was not in vain, we got something good."
This is not an ordinary good thing. The deal they made with He Lianfeng only amounted to 3,000 foals. Although the number was large, it was just foals.
It takes a long time to raise a horse, and the cost of raising a horse is equivalent to the feeding of twenty people.
You can use these directly when you take them back. If you use them on the battlefield, wouldn't they be invincible?
Judging from Yun Wu's understanding of horses, such a horse would cost at least seven figures in modern times.
If it were trained into a racehorse, it would cost hundreds of millions.
These were no worse than the racehorses she had seen, and some were even considered to be of the highest quality, which were worth more than a mine.
"Thunder, bring some people, put on the saddles, and directly replace the horses you are riding now."
When you get a good horse, you naturally want to use it immediately.
The leader of the Zarhu clan was dumbfounded: "You...you just used it like this? These horses are very precious and must be well maintained. They can only be used when they are really useful..."
How can one use a horse immediately after getting it? The Cangjue tribe is reluctant to use it for riding, so they all keep it in this horse farm.
"Hey, come on, just use it. Why use the bad ones when you have good ones?"
Lei Lei and the others jumped off their horses quickly, and each one excitedly went to pick a horse. In ancient times, this horse was like a modern man playing with a car. Who doesn't like a horse!
Their master was a generous man, and when he got the BMW, he gave it to them directly.
Ye Shang asked Yun Wu: "Don't you choose it yourself?"
Yun Wu shook her head and rode her horse twice: "I like this horse. After riding it last night, I didn't want to let it go."
The one under Ye Xiang's body is also a famous BMW that he raised when he was a pony. It was a ten-year-old gift from his father, so he won't change it.
Bao Yi led a group of maroon horses that he snatched from Lei Ting. Their coats were shiny and very beautiful.
"Master, Master, this horse was stolen from Thunder. What do you think?"
"It's beautiful. This must be the most beautiful among the horses. It's very beautiful and suits you." Yun Wu praised.
Bao Yi's smile turned into narrowed eyes: "Lei Lei still has to fight against the slave, but he failed to win against the slave."
Lei Lei came over on a big black horse and glanced at him sideways: "I'll let you."
Yun Wu smiled and pointed at them: "Help Ashu and Amen choose two tamer horses and bring them back to them."
When you have a horse, you can't forget your little maid.
Bao Yi chuckled: "Don't worry, Master Yunwu, you have already chosen for them. Ashu and Amen are now the food and clothing parents of the slaves. If you don't think about them and make you angry, the slaves will have nothing to eat."
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Yun Wu pouted at him: "You're the only one who wants my maid to be your cook all day long, right? You're so beautiful!"
"Hehe, it's all thanks to you, master. Bao Yi is willing to do everything for you, no matter how hard you work!"
Bao Yi quickly flattered him.
Lei Ting said: "Master Yunwu, the horses chosen for Amen and Miss Ashu are at the back. You can see how they are doing."
Bao Yi said with a smile: "Master, look at Lei Ting's usually stern face, but in fact he is even more of a loser than a slave."
"If you scold yourself, scold yourself, what are you doing with me?" Lei Lei said depressedly.
He is not a bitch, he is serving his master loyally.
Baoyi's flattery and flattery are the only ones with bad legs.
The people of Zarhu watched them blatantly divide the things here, and they just divided the things where they were without taking them back.
Hundreds of people from the Ghost Face Army came and just in time divided all the horses. A few of the remaining horses were taken back and given to the remaining people, but not a single horse was left.
The people of the Zharhu tribe were stunned. Everything went much smoother than expected. They occupied the Cangjue camp without much fighting?
It’s not like they had never come to Cang Jue’s camp before and wanted to teach them a lesson, but they were repulsed every time by their hidden weapons and bows and arrows.