Chapter 92: Swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger (4)
"Great noble, great noble, robbers, robbers who came from nowhere came in." Several nobles who stayed behind stumbled over and shouted to Herrick.
"Bandits?" Herrick just sneered, "Whose bandits are so disciplined? When attacking, there is no shouting, only silence and the sound of horse hooves? Whose bandits all have leather armor, swords and bows?
We are all ready, and we are still wearing crimson coats? Whose bandits are like a group of skilled hunters, divided into several groups, and some troops are also divided into outflanking us from a distance, treating us as rabbits and wild foxes on the grassland to hunt us."
"My lord, do you mean that the Khitans have come to kill you?" the nobleman who stayed behind asked in horror, his face covered with sweat.
"The Khitan people are going to kill Mobei. They have already killed them when Ma'er Husi Khan (Mogusi) came. Why wait until now?"
"Who could that be?"
"I heard that there are party members in the south who have been doing business with us. In recent years, they have been defeated by the Song people in the Central Plains. Maybe they are them." Herrick said thoughtfully.
"How is that possible? I heard that the Song people were weak and lacked cavalry. How could they come to Mobei?" The nobles who stayed behind couldn't believe it.
"The people of the Song Dynasty were weak. It was said by the Khitans and Dangxiang people. We have never seen it with our own eyes. Who knows whether what they said is true or false. What's more, the strength of the country is just like the wind on the grassland. One moment it is north wind, the other moment it is wind.
The east wind, and the south wind, who can tell clearly. There is a lack of cavalry. I heard the troubadour say that there are vast grasslands in this world, not only in Mobei, but also in many places."
Speaking of this, Herrick's eyes flashed, "The Dangxiang people have almost disappeared from the grasslands in recent years, which shows that they were beaten miserably and lost everything. And the Song people who defeated them seemed to be the Cang people."
Eagles. The eyes of eagles will not just focus on the party members who are about to become prey, they will cast their sights further."
The nobles who stayed behind still couldn't believe it, but the fiery red cavalry had already entered the pasture station. The sabers they brandished were like sickles, mercilessly harvesting the lives of the tribesmen running around, just like harvesting pasture in autumn.
The arrows shot by Zhang Gong missed, accurately and fiercely. The sound of galloping horses' hooves was getting closer and closer, as if they were stepping on their hearts.
"Your Majesty, there are tens of thousands of them." The nobles who stayed behind saw the strength of their opponents at a glance, and screamed, "The Great Khan's bodyguards were taken out, and the main force was on the side of Hara and Linhe.
We can't wait any longer. Let's... surrender first. As long as we keep enough hay and cattle and sheep, we can survive the coldest winter."
Herrick only shook his head firmly, "Surrender immediately, you are risking death. This is a new force with unknown origins and unknown details. Unlike other forces on the grassland, we don't know what they think. If we surrender like this,
, they may look down on us and feel useless. We must resist desperately to have a chance to win their respect."
The left-behind nobles had long been at a loss. After listening to Herrick's eloquent words, which seemed to make sense, they all nodded in agreement.
Seeing these nobles who were usually aloof and domineering, but were in a hurry when encountering powerful enemies, Herrick only sneered in his heart, and then said calmly: "Let the guards and the young men resist.
We will wait quietly and surrender when the time is right, leaving enough hay, cattle and sheep, just like you said."
Having said this, Herrick's beautiful eyes swept across the faces of several nobles, with a sarcastic look flashing in the corners of his eyes.
"But before that, we must save our lives."
The nobles who stayed behind looked at each other, murmuring crazily in their hearts.
You are a woman and you are so gorgeous. Of course the unknown victors who come to kill you will be happy to accept you as a trophy.
But what should we do?
We have not lived enough good lives. It would be unjust to be chopped down by these fiery red cavalry with a sword or shot down with an arrow.
But seeing that Herrick didn't speak any more, and didn't seem to want to talk to them, the nobles who stayed behind exchanged glances, quickly made a decision, and disappeared quickly.
Herrick only paid no attention to these people. She had been paying attention to the attacks of the cavalry at the foot of the hillside, at Hala and on the banks of the Linhe River.
These cavalrymen seemed to be charging in from all directions, looking unorganized and unorganized. In fact, if you look closely, you can see that they are quite organized.
Eleven or twelve riders form a team, and the two in front are guides. One holds a spear and the other holds a bow, leading his team to move flexibly between tents and among the crowds.
These two people are only responsible for leading the way, with spears and bows in their hands. They will shoot at close range and long range when encountering visible dangers. They are more responsible for the direction and speed of the team.
There are two to four people in the back who are responsible for using spears and sabers to attack the enemies who are passing by and getting close; there are four to six people who are behind who are using bows and arrows to shoot at the distant enemies who are passing by; the last one or two are responsible for
Stay at the rear to avoid being overtaken from behind.
Thousands of cavalry were divided into hundreds of teams and galloped along the banks of the Hala and Lin Rivers. They attacked with great hatred. Anyone they met, whether men, women, old or young, would be stabbed hard with their spears and slashed with their sabers. Those who turned around and ran away,
It is also difficult to avoid a fatal arrow
Their riding skills and archery are very outstanding. For the target who is closer, sit on the saddle, draw the bow to 60 to 70% full, and shoot an arrow with a whoosh; for the target who is further away, stand up straight with the saddle between your arms and the stirrups.
When they got up, the bumpy running did not affect their bow-shooting movements or their shooting accuracy at all.
Herrick could only see that these fiery red cavalry soldiers were very sharp with bows and arrows.
The spear in his hand can pierce a person with a slight poke. The saber in his hand can cut a person into a bloody man with a slight crack. The cavalry bow in his hand is also more powerful than the cavalry on the grassland.
The hornwood bow must be strong and can shoot far and accurately.
These hundreds of teams, led by leaders, seemed to maintain a certain tacit understanding. The distance between each team was neither far nor close, trying to contain all the enemies inside as much as possible.
Sometimes, a certain area became a little crowded, and then a horn horn sound of unknown meaning sounded. After a while, the cavalry actually adjusted their direction and returned to a dense and dense situation.
Hundreds of small teams, like hundreds of sharp steel knives, killed the pastures and camps along the Haraholin River full of holes.
Herrick didn't just look at the situation at Hara and Lin River in the distance. She also paid close attention to the situation at the royal tent. About a thousand cavalry were divided into nearly a hundred teams just like the riverside, like a group of well-trained people.
A pure hound, killing and hunting.
"Go and call Suhubutai and hide it in my felt bag." Seeing the Fire Red Cavalry getting closer and closer, Herrick calmly ordered the maid to bring her son who was less than ten years old.
Hide it well.
The cavalry was getting closer and closer, and Herrick could only see the felt bag in front of him. Suddenly, more than twenty wives and sons of Zahus, bravely holding sabers, rushed towards the enemy on foot or on horseback.
They shouted loudly, as if this could scare the enemy or just embolden themselves.
But their futile attack was like a few withered grasses that quickly turned to ashes in the overwhelming fire of Akihara.
The cavalry rushed over. Herrick only held the banner of Mogus and shouted loudly: "I am the wife of Ma'er Husi Khan, and I ask for respect!"
These cavalrymen didn't seem to understand what Herrick was saying. They just saw that neither she nor the maid behind her had weapons, and saw the high flag with three oxtails hanging on it. They realized something and pulled Herrick away. They just surrounded them and then went to call for help.
Xu Guangliang galloped over on horseback. Herrick only saw that he looked like a leader and shouted what he just said again.
"You damn bitch, what is this woman's name? Yan Wanshi! Boji Changkong! Call these two birds here quickly!"
Bo Ji Changkong and Yan Wanshi arrived quickly. Their faces were full of excitement and there were blood stains on their bodies.
Xu Guangliang pointed at Herrick and said to Boji Changkong: "Listen to what this woman said?"
After listening, Yan Wanshi looked solemn and became very respectful.
Boji Changkong said disapprovingly: "Captain, she said that she is Husi Khan, the horse of the Kle tribe, that is, the mother-in-law of Mogusi. She hopes to see our Majesty. I answered that our official family is the son of Changshengtian. , the most noble person in the world, although she is a noble person, she is not qualified to directly meet our Majesty."
"Good answer! You are indeed my brother-in-law, and he is as sensible as me. If anyone comes, first go and report to the Huluhu Army. Then a few more people will come and seal the felt bag. The rest of the people will continue to kill the enemy!"
