Whew!, the Samor scout cavalry was wrapped in the wind and galloped from a distance, waving a red document representing the scout's intelligence, and stopped in front of the guards beside the fat man, "Urgent! Hutak's army has passed the town of Donbol, five miles away, and the scout squadron has fully retreated to avoid exposure!"

"Yes! () Immediately, in accordance with the plan of attack, he quickly led the ambushed 2nd Squadron to break through the enemy's cluster". The fat man withdrew his looking gaze and handed the order in his hand to the scout

"I will lead the main force of cavalry to launch a powerful attack from the front and crush the last resistance of the enemy!" the fat man continued in an accentuated tone, "Remember, the forward cavalry followed the rout into the west. No matter what obstacles you encounter, you can't take Hutalenku, and let Hukoch come to me with his head up."

The scout took the order book, and the war horse turned into a small black dot in the distance, and quickly disappeared into the depths of the wilderness,

The fat man rode on a horse, standing at the top of the hill, looking at the vast wilderness land in the distance, the cascading hills were like a layer of pale smoke floating in the air, and then it was the territory of the Western Alliance, which was the main battlefield of this battle.

For the first battle of this Western War, the fat man has his own plans,

Westerners have always been xenophobic, and even the several western families who took the initiative to ask Samore to send troops this time were only allowed to allow Samore to lead the army into the west after the Northern Stian army entered the west, and there were restrictions on entry.

For such a harsh request, the fat man could have completely refused, and let the westerners fight to the death with Stien, and then as long as he waved his hand, tens of thousands of well-prepared Samorian troops would flood this vast land like a flood, and the red fire of war would ignite this ancient land,

With the weak strength of the west, a month at most. The whole west would fall into the hands of Samor

But this kind of forcible occupation will inevitably provoke a strong backlash from xenophobic Westerners, who are able to gain a foothold in this barren land, most of whom are unruly, and for these Westerners who may rebel at any time, the fat man often feels a headache

The pressure is not appropriate, and there is no way to start with it.

The fat man has been looking for an opportunity, originally wanted to gather troops in the Jones family, and then use the influence of the Jones family, under the double pressure of military and politics. to gain some supporters for himself in the west,

But the Kugit intervened in the middle. and this sudden rebellion, let the fat man see a problem clearly,

The reality of the West is not as previously considered. is a solid iron plate,

The contradictions of the various families in it also existed, and the Hutak family was in favor of the Western Alliance as a whole. Still secretly playing the idea of Samore's allies can be said to be regardless of the overall situation, and the Western Alliance can only show indifference to this situation, this is good news for Samor, as long as there is a struggle, there will be a gap for breakthroughs,

This reminds the fat man who is still having a headache that the Western Alliance is not strong in binding on the lords, which shows that in the western issue, these lords in the west are the most critical core

Instead of using a soft posture to win the support of these low-eyed landlords in the west, it is better to use a tough attitude to show Samore's strength at the right time.

Let these rich people in the west know. The walls of their own courtyard are not secure, and Samar's war knife can cut off their heads like cutting tofu.

Strength can play a very good role in some cases, and in the face of this danger, the western lords will definitely be divided in their attitudes, which is of great benefit to Samore's entry into the west.

Rather than fight all or pull all, it is better to take advantage of the internal contradictions of the Western Alliance to disintegrate, and as long as the Kujit do not forcibly intervene, the west will fall under the control of Satsuma.

"Madame, look!" shouted a Samour guard as he suddenly pointed into the distance, only to see a squad of disjointed infantry appear in the pass,

"Mercenaries?" the fat man's face was strange, he didn't expect to see the army in the west for the first time. It is such a virtue, the infantry in the distance is obviously some poorly equipped mercenaries, most of them are equipped with leather armor and wooden shields, the formation is scattered and chaotic, and the troops of several thousand people have been dragged out for more than ten miles, which is here to fight, it is like a group of bandits on a mountain coming out for a walk.

"My lord, there is nothing strange about this, the west cannot be compared with the prosperous areas of the kingdom, the population is not only sparse but also very unevenly distributed, the territory of tens of thousands of people is large, and some small lords have only hundreds of people, a manor! A valley may be a lord."

On the contrary, Officer Jones, who served as a guide next to him, explained calmly: "It is also a tradition to use mercenaries as an army in the west! The gathering of adventurers in the west just fills the gap of lack of people, and many family armies have the shadow of mercenaries and mercenaries, and even some family armies are mercenaries on weekdays, and when they are called together during war, they are armies."

"Hehe! I really didn't expect there to be such a tradition in the west!" the fat man smiled with relief, and Officer Jones's words were basically consistent with the information collected by the fat man. According to the scout's intelligence, the Hutak family, one of the powerful in the west, only has 5,000 family troops, and it is mainly infantry, and the others are all mercenaries.

"Order, prepare to attack!" the fat man shyly raised his sword from his waist, and the mercenaries who were passing through the Guò mountain pass shouted scattered and rushed towards the barracks guarding the entrance of the hill like a group of wild ducks.

According to the promise of the Hutak family, only the main fort of the Jones family was captured, and they were allowed to plunder for three days.

The thought of the castle full of belongings opening its doors to them, and the thought that those beautiful ladies and ladies were about to become gifts under their crotches, these mercenaries felt a rush of blood, and they did not know that they were walking into the trap of death. The mercenaries who rushed halfway to the halfway point stopped in confusion. The hills in front of them were not high, and by the sun, the mercenaries found that the barracks above were empty, with only a dozen cavalry guarding a fat man. The cold eyes looked at themselves like looking at a dead person, and this strange scene made the mercenaries feel a sense of danger

Rush up! Rush up! Occupy the barracks!!, one silver coin per man!" the infantry captains of Hutak's army shouted loudly, and rushed to the front with weapons in their hands.

Countless mercenaries wield a variety of motley weapons. Shouted loudly and followed,

This is a bit of an eye-wrenching figure for the fat man above, and such an army can be regarded as an army? This is simply a bunch of refugees! No wonder they were pressed by the 30,000 troops of Northern Stian, and they cried out to the heavens and the earth to beg for themselves! The gap is too outrageous!

"Small ready to attack". The fat man took a deep breath and saw that most of the enemy had passed through the mountain pass. The war knife in his hand was put down suddenly, "Knock knock". A fierce and neat sound of broken drums came from behind the hills of the camp.

The 6,000 Samor cavalry hiding on the back of the hill slowly flashed from the top of the hill, their horses' hooves treading the earth, and the fine chain mail on their bodies glistened in the sun, like a wall of light suddenly erected at the top of the hill

"Cavalry! There are cavalry". The sudden appearance of a large number of cavalry stunned the mercenaries who rushed halfway, and the momentum that was still high just now completely dropped to the freezing point

"Xiao Luo!" The sound of neat knife draws resounded through the hills, and the shiny war knives carried a chill from the heart, which made the panicked retreating mercenaries terrified. The scattered formation is completely out of order,

"Little run, some mercenaries have begun to turn around and run away, encountering cavalry clusters in this wide area, even fools know what the result will be, even if they are not killed, they will be trampled to pieces by the war horses, which makes the other soldiers completely lose the will to fight, and thousands of people are in a mess

The shouts of grabbing the sky and the earth are like a noisy downtown area. There were also some experienced mercenaries, shouting "Gather!". kill". Hukochili rushed out with the Samor cavalry, who had been hiding behind the hills, their flying hooves carrying the dust. The war knife hovering in his hand was like a wall of killing knives moving at high speed.

The distance of fifty meters completely crashed into the mercenary group in the middle in an instant, the swords flew, the heads rolled, and the mercenaries fell in a large area.

"Ahh

Hukochili took the lead. He slashed three mercenaries in a row, and suddenly saw a Hutak flag moving rapidly more than ten meters away from him, and a dozen well-equipped cavalrymen were guarding a white-faced Hutak general, who was shouting something in anger, and the chaotic rout almost cut off his retreat

"Don't let him go, kill with all your might." Hukochili slashed open a spear that had stabbed him. With a shout, the warhorse galloped forward, the sword in his hand turning into a cold light and slashing from the head of a terrified Hutak guard

"Who are you". Hutaclens looked at the rushing foe with a look of trepidation, and in a panic, his arm frantically drew a long sword encrusted with gems from his waist,

This ambush battle was fought too suddenly, and until now, the number two of the Hutak family has not figured out who he is fighting against.

"Protect Lord Hutak! Protect Lord Hutak!" the other Hutak guards quickly gathered around. They are all the lord's guards, and their equipment and skills are not comparable to ordinary soldiers

"Edge!" followed by the Samar cavalry and the guards strangled together, like a wall to isolate them from the outside

"I'm Samar's guard Hukochili, pick up your sword." Hukeqili looked at General Hutak in front of him, the corner of his mouth sneered, and the sword in his hand that was still dripping blood was raised high, and the compelling killing intent made Hutak Klens retreat again and again,

"What are you going to do, little one!" The long sword in Hutaclens' hand was trembling, he was just a clerical officer of the family, mainly responsible for the affairs of the family's territory, this time if it wasn't for the suddenness of the incident, the family patriarch was not in the territory, and it would not be his turn to lead the army, I thought it would be a very easy invasion battle, but I didn't expect to be ambushed inexplicably...... Do?. Hu Keqili looked at the enemy generals who were retreating one after another, and felt funny in his heart, how can such a person lead the army without being defeated! Unfortunately, you don't die! The Grand Duke wants my head! Die". Hukochili's face was grim, and the sword in his hand slashed down, and the sharp blade slashed through Hutaclens's collarbone. Cutting through an arc, the human head mixed with bone slag was cut off by the blade,

"Your Lord Hutak is dead!" Hukochi shouted as he lifted Hutakrens' head aloft and stunned his foes