Alslen knew the proverb, which way the wind blows, the grass falls that way.
At this time, he discovered a strange phenomenon.
In the distance, under the small hill, many grasses seemed to no longer follow this pattern. In the wind, other grasses had fallen down, but these grasses still stood up straight.
Are these grasses supplemented with calcium?
Of course not, because the cylindrical soil dug out by the engineers with Luoyang shovels was placed directly on the ground. These soil pillars supported some grass and stopped it from falling in the wind.
Alsileng naturally didn't know all this, but if things were abnormal, he would be a monster.
He immediately slowed down his horse silently.
Some people behind him also immediately slowed down their horses.
This is what the army looks like on the grassland. The soldiers follow the officers.
Alsleng's centurion came here from the Tumote tribe as Fujin's dowry five years ago. Fujin was not favored, but her status was very strong because she had a strong enough natal family.
And since I came here with the bloodline of the Golden Family, my main role is to support Fujin. Strictly speaking, I am Fujin's subordinate.
One hundred and fifty families of herdsmen, one hundred-man team.
Alslen's life here was not happy, and he was ostracized everywhere. After all, they were outsiders. But for Fujin, he endured all these hardships.
However, he must not destroy this team. Without this team, Fujin's life will be even more difficult.
No one noticed that Alsleng gradually left the team.
Everyone was extremely excited, looking at the hills in the distance and laughing.
Although Irgenteji was old, his eyesight was not dazzled. He saw more than two hundred people on the mountain, holding wooden sticks with sharpened antelope horns on them, made of long sticks.
spear.
He just wanted to laugh out loud.
These poor, desperate fools, are they crazy? They want to challenge themselves even with these rags.
They should accept their fate honestly and be wiped out in one of the Ming Dynasty's raids, and at the same time give their tribe an early warning.
Alabayan beside him, as well as his accompanying officers, were all laughing. What kind of people are these? They can understand if one person goes crazy, but it is a long time before an entire tribe goes crazy.
Alabayan saw that among the more than two hundred infantrymen, only more than seventy were men, and at least fifty of them were gray-haired old men. The rest were women, and even teenagers.
.
Are they holding these antelope horn spears at an angle to be funny?
"Attention, if you run a hundred steps, you will release the arrow," Irgentaiji shouted loudly.
Then, he saw a strange scene. The old men, women and children on the opposite mountain turned around and ran away.
All that was left was a piece of writing with a spear reaching toward the sky.
It seems that those spears are not held by them, but are at a 45-degree angle with their tails buried in the soil. These spears may be used to resist horses.
"Hahaha" came a burst of laughter.
Three thousand people came and laughed together in a loud voice. Those who escaped ran faster and fled without a trace in the blink of an eye.
Irgen sneered and thought, where can you run with two legs, without being overtaken by cavalry and then hacked to death or trampled to death by horses?
Two thousand seventy-eight hundred people stopped in front of the mountain, which was a common practice before a Mongolian war.
Taiji wanted to boost morale and say a few words to the enemy, saying that under the immortal world, we all follow the ancient customs and rules of the grassland and punish those who go against the will of God.
"Where is that old man with his people, talking about something?" Huang San didn't understand Mongolian, scratched his head, and asked An Sanxi in confusion.
"No matter what he did, this was a pre-war mobilization to make excuses for themselves, saying that they were following the rules of the righteous side. Master said that villains die from talking too much. Look at how he died today." An Sanxi didn't. Interested in translating the old man's endless chatter.
Irgentaiji, I have said all that needs to be said. Since the enemy did not come down to die, then we, the warriors of the Baiyin tribe, will rush forward and deal with them.
"Warriors, pull out your sabers, mobilize your war horses, and chop these arrogant and stupid untouchables to death. Their women will give you warm skins and quilts, and their cubs will be your slaves, herding horses and sheep for you. Take them away. Their horses, cattle and sheep. Everything is yours, go ahead!"
"Ouch, Hulu, Hula (forward, the prototype of the Russian Liura)"
Immediately, twenty-five centurions surrounded him from three sides. They accelerated their horses and charged forward.
Vice-captain Chi'er asked Alsileng uneasily: "Captain, let's wait and see here. Will Taiji be angry?"
Alsileng didn't speak, just shook his head. He didn't know what he meant.
This unit is well-trained and follows orders and prohibitions. It was brought out by Alslen himself, and everyone completely obeys his orders. Those who understand must be implemented, and those who do not understand must also be implemented.
Soon, they saw how wise their centurion was.
The densely packed cavalry on three sides of Sancha Post charged swarm, and the horse speed increased very quickly. Because the attack was uphill, the horse speed had to be increased, otherwise the cavalry would lose their impact and speed and become a meal for the infantry.
Irgen and Alabayan stroked their beards and smiled. These old thugs were scared out of their wits and dispersed. This battle will be over soon. By then, ropes will be tied around their necks and they can return to the camp. Continue the feast.
Naturally, everyone likes this kind of smooth sailing without risk. Who doesn't like the fact that there are only benefits and no risk involved?
Everyone was fighting hard and pushing forward, fearing that their women and cubs would be snatched away by others. Atu was especially excited. He had just grown up and had not tasted women yet. He was attracted by the women holding spears just now. I got a little girl. Although she is a little thin, she looks really good.
He decided to use her to warm his bed tonight.
But right here, a change suddenly occurred.
The group of people and horses rushing at the front suddenly paused, as if they were stopped by something. Then, the war horses screamed, and the business of clicking was heard. These unlucky horses stepped their legs into those small bowls with thick mouths.
Hole.
Although these small holes are not deep, they are enough to prevent the legs of a running horse from breaking.
People and horses fell down one after another.
People were thrown from the horses running at high speed to the ground. Some broke their necks, some broke their legs, and some fell directly to death.
Atu was galloping on his horse excitedly. Although the horse's right front leg sank suddenly, the horse lost its balance and fell sideways. He had no time to react because his feet were still in the stirrups. The horse fell directly.
Hit it below.
Then, before he could get up, countless cavalrymen swarmed past him, and countless horse hooves trampled on his back.
The last thing he saw was that a large number of cavalrymen were trampling over him because they could not control their speed, and they fell down on the grass in front of them one after another.
He had a mouthful of blood, his vision was blurred, his vision went dark, and he could no longer see anything. Countless horses' hooves trampled him into a puddle of flesh, and stepped into the soil, smearing the grass.
The pasture will grow particularly lush next year.