Chapter 1333: Roar! Knock them off their horses, this is our horse!
The early morning light illuminated the temporary camp by the river. The deep forest was covered with light snow, and the gray tents surrounded the warm fire pit. A few smoke curled up, and the people, horses and dogs in the camp
, all looking forward to a breakfast. They stared at the fire pit eagerly, until the dog, who was most impatient, suddenly started barking in warning.
"Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!..."
"Ah?! The dog barked? Is this...a wild beast or an enemy?"
"Damn it! Pick up your weapons and prepare to fight!... It's the enemy! It's the hostile tribe! They emerged from the woods to the south!!..."
"Mountain God! Why are they so close? Hurry! Pick up your bow and arrow and shoot them to death!..."
"This is a surprise attack, a premeditated surprise attack! They come from downwind!... There are one, two, five, ten enemies... God! They have twenty palms!..."
"The archers take their bows! The cavalry mounts their horses! The old and weak women shoot arrows behind the tent! The warriors follow me and come forward to meet the enemy!..."
"Whoosh!...Whoosh!..."
Fifty Maha warriors rushed out of the forest with their bows in hand. Fifty warriors from the Kingdom wearing heavy armor followed behind in silence. The Maha warriors rushed for a while, ignoring the scattered shots.
The arrows continued until they were four or fifty steps away from the camp, and then they pulled up the big bow with a squeaking sound, and there was a round of heavy arrows that hit the face!
"Whoosh! Whoosh!..."
"ah!…"
"The chief was shot through by the enemy! The chief was shot to death by the enemy!!..."
"Whoosh! Whoosh!..."
"The warrior Ada is also dead! He was shot with three arrows in a row!..."
"Come forward! Fight out the soldiers and charge forward with the cavalry!"
"Damn it! The enemy dropped their bows and rushed over with weapons!..."
The Maha warriors shot two rounds of heavy arrows and concentrated fire to attack and kill the chief of the tribe. The kingdom's heavy-armored warriors also followed. Then, a hundred warriors gathered together and charged directly into the area.
A camp of hundreds of people!
The purpose of this battle was to capture prisoners. The warriors did not use piercing bronze spears or iron spears, but all replaced them with blunt weapons. The warriors of the Maha tribe did the same. After shooting two rounds of arrows, they threw them away.
He picked up a heavy bow and started fighting directly face to face!
"Ho! God bless you! Capture prisoners, capture them alive!..."
"Roar!! Knock you down! One, two!!..."
The warrior leader Tamicao roared, swung the "long-handled stone hammer" in his hand, and fiercely knocked down an enemy wrapped in deerskin. Xiong Da, who was wearing three armors, used the same 20-pound sledgehammer of the chief's style.
, has defeated two roe deer-skinned warriors. At this moment, his eye-catching figure and amazing force suddenly became the most eye-catching thing on the battlefield!
"Whoosh! Whoosh!..."
Two heavy arrows roared towards him, and the arrows from the Wolf Fang even penetrated Xiong Da's two layers of outer armor. The shots made him stagger, as if he had been hit twice by a bone hammer. Upon seeing this, the warrior leader Tamicao immediately
He took off the shield from his back and shouted instructions to Xiong Da and the kingdom warriors around him.
"Xiong Da! Don't rush too far forward!... Everyone raises their shields and forms a shield formation to fight!..."
"Shua..."
Soon, a row of solid wooden heavy shields swung up, and the kingdom's warriors, who were already wearing heavy armor, now turned into "thick skin" that could not be penetrated.
The number of warriors in the kingdom's headquarters is limited, and the warrior chief Tamicao is reluctant to suffer any casualties in such a battle with such an advantage. Therefore, the warriors of the kingdom hold up their shields to hold back the enemies on the opposite side and disperse them.
The number of people consumes the opponent's physical strength. As for the close-up attack, just leave it to the more impulsive and brave warriors of the Maha tribe.
"O mountain god! So many enemies! Thick-skinned enemies!...Cavalry! Where are the cavalry?..."
"The enemy has entered the camp, and the cavalry cannot charge! They have circled out from the north, and they have to circle behind the enemy!..."
"Ouch! Fight them to the death! Wait for the cavalry to charge!..."
Even though they were at such a disadvantage and the chief died in battle immediately, the Yuskin tribe, which had less than a hundred people and only thirty or forty warriors, still did not surrender. They persisted in resisting in the camp, and both men and women waved their weapons.
Stone hammers and stone spears struggled to resist the large group of enemies who were attacking. Tribe warriors were constantly knocked down by the enemies, but they knocked down only a few enemies.
At this moment, their only hope is that the six or seven mounted cavalry can wield heavy blunt weapons and charge the thick-skinned enemy without horses with a fierce rear charge! But such a large group of tribesmen who are raiding will really be without horses.
?…
"Ta da! Ta da!..."
The horses' hooves stepped on the thin snow, making a quiet running sound. But the vibration caused by the galloping horses cheered up the two fighting fish skin tribes. The attacked tribe shouted, full of hope
The last hope in despair. And the raiding tribes also shouted, they only shouted one name, the name of the chief that symbolized bravery and strength!
"Aguda! Maha Aguda!..."
"roar!!…"
Maha Aguda roared, riding the strongest horse, increasing the speed of the horse to the maximum! With more than ten horsemen from the Maha tribe, like a sledgehammer, he smashed into the camp that had just left the camp.
There were six or seven riders. The difference in horse speed between the two sides was huge, and the number of people was also nearly half the difference. But Maha Aguda easily wielded his sledgehammer and knocked the two enemies off their horses without damaging their precious mounts at all!
"Hoar!! Knock them off their horses! This is our horse!..."
"Get off the horse!!..."
"Bang bang bang!..."
Continuous collisions struck, and almost in an instant, six or seven enemy riders fell off their horses. Two or three enemy riders vomited blood and had obvious dents in their chests. It was obvious that they would not survive. And there was a big Jurchen horse.
, was hit on the head by a heavy sledgehammer, and before he even had time to scream, he tilted his head and fell down.
"Damn it! Wushu! You 'wooden head'! You beat the horse to death!..."
"Ah! Aguda! The horse's head hit my sledgehammer by itself! I tried my best to hold back, but I couldn't hold back at all!..."
"Bah! You are just a mallet! No wonder you are called "Wushu" with a "wooden head"!...Look at me! With a 20-pound sledgehammer, you can hit whenever you want, and you can stop when you want!..."
"This... Aguda! Who can compete with you in strength? Unless it's that tiger slave..."
"Ah! Don't mention the tiger slaves to me! Follow me and continue charging into the camp! ... As long as you charge back once, the resistance of this tribe will be over!"
A hundred steps away, Zuvalo's eyes widened and he looked at the collision of life and death with his divine goggles. His face was full of shock. This was the first time he saw the power of the charging cavalry! These Jurchen horses were riding on huge horses.
, the tall fish-skin cavalry wielding heavy blunt weapons, and the short Japanese cavalry who surround and shoot arrows, are completely different in power, the gap is as big as a brown bear and a gray monkey!…
"Lord God! The power of this kind of cavalry charge is so powerful that it can even kill a four-legged beast with one hammer?! How can these fast-moving impact cavalry charge behind the fighting infantry?...O Lord! I simply can't help it!
Imagine, that can determine the outcome of a battle in an instant!…”
Zuvarro's emotion soon became reality. When more than a dozen Mahar tribe cavalry rushed into the fighting camp and launched a fierce blow from behind! The stubborn resistance of this fish skin tribe really ended there.
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They lost their chief and were completely outnumbered. They lost their cavalry and faced the charge of the enemy's cavalry... Soon, the last forty Yuskin tribesmen who resisted dropped their weapons one after another and fell to their knees on the ground.
He stuck his head in the mud. And according to the tradition of the North, the next step is the choice of life and death, and the distribution of prisoners...
"Aguda! Uncle! My good brother!..."
"Hiss! Ancestor! The boatman! The fox hiding behind the warrior!...What do you want from me again?..."
"I'll discuss it with you..."
"explain!"
"When dividing the prisoners, give me all the injured tribal cavalry!..."
"Go away! You have a beautiful idea! Do you know how long it takes to train to be a cavalryman?..."
"My good brother, I'll give you something good in exchange! I won't lie to you, it's really good stuff!..."
