It was not until noon on the second day that the rain at the border finally began to weaken.
Xu Mu stuffed a dry, sticky ball into his mouth, drank it with water, chewed it for a few times, and swallowed it with difficulty.
Three or four horses galloped back from the front. Zhou Zun, who was exploring the road, suddenly looked solemn.
"Master, here we come! The Di people's baggage team is here!"
"Several people?"
"Not just a thousand riders, but nearly two thousand!"
"How far is it?"
"Less than thirty miles."
Xu Mu wiped his face and made up his mind. The Di people's baggage team with two thousand riders was a very difficult figure for them.
"How about falling into a horse trap!"
"My boss, unless they don't follow the official path, they will definitely be trapped!" Chen Sheng said in a calm voice.
"How many horses can be trapped?"
"If we dig further on both sides of the official road, it will completely collapse. Now, it can only sink by four to five hundred horses!"
"Where's the caltrop!"
"My boss, the wood caltrops and ground spears have been buried!"
"Where is the carbine!" Chen Sheng turned his head. Although he had asked once before, the heavy feeling in his heart forced him to repeat it again.
"Two hundred handles were tied!"
Going down the mountain from Tuotou Mountain, I couldn't carry a long wooden spear with me, so I had to collect local materials, pick up some long tree sticks, and tie the knife to the head of the stick for stabbing horses.
Xu Mu took a deep breath and glanced behind him, where there were more than 200 people dressed as Di Gou.
"Mount."
"call."
"Don't say anything. When you meet someone from Di, just listen to my instructions!"
"I'll find out later!"
"Feng Qiu, if the trap collapses, take action immediately!"
After leaving a sentence, Xu Mu had a cold face, and with the figure of two hundred riders, he rushed forward in the light rain.
…
Tap tap tap.
A tall armored horse rides steadily along the official road. On the horse's back is a Di Renduhou with a face like an eagle and a wolf, with a fierce look in his eyes. He occasionally raises his head and stares at the muddy official road ahead.
Under the trousers on the horse's belly hangs a unique long scimitar. After being washed away by the rain, it shines with a dazzling luster from time to time.
"Condor."
The accompanying personal guards listened to the order and immediately blew a loud whistle into the sky. Not long after, a huge gray-brown goshawk tore through the fading rain curtain, flew over quickly, and landed on Duhou's shoulder.
above.
Duhou smiled grimly, took out two bloodshot eyeballs from the blood-stained robe, and handed them to Goshawk.
The goshawk pecked into its belly a few times, then flapped its wings, tore through the rain curtain again, and flew forward.
"Duhou, why is this?"
"The Qinghe tribe did not return all night." Duhou, who looked like an eagle and a wolf, said in a deep voice.
"The tribe of more than 300 people suddenly stopped moving."
"Or went to plunder?"
"In this section of more than a hundred miles, all the Ji people have been killed, and everything that should be robbed has been robbed. It was a rainy night last night, so I won't waste such effort."
Duhou raised his head and looked at the sky with some annoyance.
"After two months of bloody border battles, the people in Hezhou are in trouble this time."
"Be careful."
The Marquis of Du retracted his head, turned around, and looked at the long procession of two thousand people behind him, transporting huge supplies of food and grass, and at least a hundred trains of carriages.
An army of more than 100,000 people was attacking the city overnight, and the baggage was becoming increasingly tight. This batch that was finally collected had to be sent over again after not even spending two days in Wangzhou.
"Those big tribes are useless. They haven't been able to conquer Hezhou for so long. If I were allowed to go to the Shenying Tribe, those Ji people would have been frightened to death when they heard about our reputation."
There is an unwritten rule in Beidi. Only the tribes attacking the city can massacre and plunder the city after the city is broken. The rest who did not participate are not allowed to move.
"I really miss it. When we were attacking Wangzhou, we were the siege army. As soon as the city gate was broken, they entered the city and burned and killed them! Those young and beautiful women who were in charge of the people were all gone and they didn't have enough points, so they could only go around killing people.
Eye-catching."
Cutting out the eyes to feed the eagles is the favorite thing of the condor tribe.
"Not even an eyeball was left alive among the three thousand Jiren Tongzi camp. They all went into the eagle's belly."
The two thousand Di people accompanying him roared with laughter.
"Eh? Duhou, the condor is back."
Duhou raised his head in astonishment, wondering why the tribe's sacred eagle suddenly returned. It was flying to Hezhou to make an announcement.
"Could it be that the condor discovered something——"
Bang.
A small short arrow suddenly shot into the air and pierced the head of the goshawk.
"Condor——"
The condor tribe of more than 2,000 people all screamed in shock. It was such a shame that the totem beast in the tribe was shot and killed.
"Follow me!" Duhou gritted his teeth.
The horseman could not run a few more steps, but the first group of Di people who bore the brunt suddenly fell on their backs.
Hundreds of figures on horseback fell one after another along with the collapsed official road. The shrill neighing of horses and the sounds of people in pain could be heard for a while.
"Duhou, you are in a trap!"
"There's an ambush!"
"Stop the horse!" Duhou grabbed the hanging long scimitar and roared angrily.
Unfortunately, as soon as his voice fell, on both sides of the official road, more than a dozen ground spears made of scimitars were dragged by the rope from a distance, and a bunch of soil flew away, and they were slapped hard towards the middle.
In an instant, another two to three hundred men and horses were killed by spears on the head.
Feng Qiu, who was hiding not far from the official road, clutched the simple saber in his hand and sweated. When he saw that the Beidi people were ambushed, he immediately let out a whistle.
Under the slight curtain of rain, a series of arrows rained down, causing the Di people in the Condor Tribe to scream and scream.
"Hold your bow and kill!"
Feng Qiu led a horse stabbing team of 200 people, running as fast as he could, stabbing the wooden sticks with long knives into the belly of the horse on the side.
Dozens of pained Di horses were frightened and kicked their hooves, running around in all directions, regardless of being shouted at. After a while, the entire Di camp became even more chaotic.
"Stab again!"
"Disperse the array!" Duhou Di looked around and couldn't stop shouting.
"Duhou, these are Ji people! They are coming around!"
"Where did this Ji Ren come from!"
The Marquis of Di Ren looked horrified. If this matter were reported to King Zuoli, it would be such bad news.
"Don't be chaotic, separate your formation, take your sword and kill the enemy!"
However, more than a hundred horses were frightened and hurt, and they were still running away wildly, knocking over people one after another. When they killed these frightened horses, they came to their senses again, only to find that the ambush Ji Ren had already surrounded them.
He wanted to rein in his horse and gallop, but before he could run a few more steps, he stepped on the dense thorns again. As he came and went, hundreds more horses died.
Marquis Di Rendu felt extremely aggrieved. If he had not been ambushed, the less than 3,000 Ji people in front of him would have been beaten to death in just a few rounds.
"Duhou, there seems to be reinforcements!"
Du Hou looked back in surprise, and found that behind the official road, there were two to three hundred horsemen, holding scimitars, and rushing towards them.
"As long as reinforcements are used to defeat Jiren, we will have a chance to counterattack!"
"Cooperate with the reinforcements!" Duhou raised his long scimitar, his tone full of anger. He wanted to cut out the eyes of Ji Ren in front of him one by one.
…
Rushing on the official road, Xu Mu had a cold expression on his face. The Beidi people's baggage team in front looked like fools, undefended, waiting for them to rush over.
"Si Hu, remember what you said, the one holding the long sword is Duhou!"
"know!"
Si Hu roared angrily, and at the speed of the attack, he pulled up the reins with one hand and lifted the reins up high. Di Ma was also lifted up by him.
A man and a horse leaped into the air in the rain. The saber crossed its blade, shining coldly under the wash of the rain.
"I! I am the Tiger of the Great Era!"
belch--
Di Renduhou's whole body trembled inexplicably, his eyes bulged, and he made a "hiccup" sound in his throat.
boom!
After Si Hu's leaping horse landed and knocked over seven or eight Di people, the accompanying Di horse could no longer bear the force and twisted its leg in pain until it staggered and fell into the mud.
"belch."
Di Renduhou still maintained the action of raising the knife, and his whole body opened a bloodstain at a speed visible to the naked eye, and blood splashed out like crazy.
The corpses of both men and horses fell over with a bang and lay in a pool of blood.