Confusion, complete chaos. This is what Chekovsky saw when he came out.

Throughout the camp, there were people shouting and panicking, some scurrying around in private, busily grabbing horses, and what annoyed Chekovsky the most was that there were people standing with their hands in hand watching the commotion......

Is this Nima still a military camp? Especially the last group of people, Chekovsky remembers that they were all veterans, and they were not yin or yang to him on weekdays, and they did not obey him. But what time is it now, this is the battlefield, the enemy is not far away, and they are actually watching here. Can't these bastards tell the difference?

"Blow the trumpet, assemble!" Judge, judge, put up the flag and prepare, but whoever does not stop giving orders will be shot on the spot!" Chekovsky cried out with a blue face and a strong fit of rage.

Curry was the most clever at this time, and Ma Yuer's order was given. As the long horn sounded, a group of soldiers wearing red ribbons were the first to arrive, erecting a black flag, and looking at the soldiers with cold faces.

The faces of the onlookers changed, they glanced at each other, hesitated slightly, and then walked over slowly, standing in line silently. They can go against Chekovsky, but they don't dare to really ignore military law.

Soon, most of the soldiers gathered, but only a few unlucky ones ran too far, and were finally executed by the military judge mercilessly, lying in a pool of blood.

Chekovsky stood in front of the team with his waist pinched, coldly glanced at the crooked team standing in front of him, and said coldly with suppressed anger: "Can anyone tell me what happened? Look at you, how can you still look like a warrior? You are simply a shame for Moscow! You are not worthy of being a soldier!"

There was a slight commotion in the ranks, but it quickly calmed down, and everyone just looked at him indifferently, and no one stood up to speak.

Chekovsky trembled with anger, what is this, this is a cold confrontation, is the silence of his unsatisfied commander. It's the other way around, it's really the other way around! Even if you come up by connection, that's the boss of these bastards!

It's just on weekdays, but at this time, they also put on an attitude of refusing to cooperate, which is simply looking for death! It seems that they are still too merciful, so that any cat or dog can put on a face with themselves.

And if this thing gets out, it will definitely be laughed to death. The enemy is about to hit him, and he is still lining up to give lectures, which is simply a strange story for the ages? If today's events reach the ears of the Marquis of Eno again, will it make His Excellency the Marquis think that he is not a human and that he is incompetent?

Kill! You have to kill a few Liwei fiercely. As he thought so, a fierce glint began to shine in his eyes.

Just as he was about to find a reason to commit the murder, suddenly there was a rapid sound of horses' hooves outside the camp, attracting everyone's attention. They all turned their heads to look, but when they saw a horse galloping in, the knight did not wait to dismount, and shouted loudly: "Alert, on alert! The enemy is less than five miles away, and he is about to come.......

The soldiers burst into a bang, and immediately discussed, and many of them had their eyes rolling around, secretly thinking about their thoughts.

"Calm down!" Chekovsky shouted, suppressing the commotion. Then he raised his hand and pointed to the last group of people in the queue and said in a deep voice: "The musketeers immediately enter the firing position and follow the drill manual." The cavalry was all mounted and ready to storm at any moment. Everyone else is in place, and those who panic will die!"

After that, watching everyone scatter in a chaotic manner, he turned his head to look at the scout, beckoned him to come closer, and said in a deep voice: "Soldier, tell me the details." What the hell is going on, how many people are coming?"

The scout wiped his sweat and said urgently: "Your Excellency, the specific number of incoming enemies is unknown, we only saw our soldiers who were being pursued at the front, turning around and shooting while running, about fifty people up and down. It's just that the scene is too chaotic to confirm the enemy situation in detail. However, judging from the frequency and direction of the fire of our defeated soldiers, the number of enemies was at least twice as high as ours. ”

Chekovsky was stunned and wondered: "Our defeated soldiers? Which battalion are they from? How did they come to our side?"

The scout also looked dazed, just shaking his head. You don't even know as a dignified legion commander, and how can I, just a little scout, know. Also, shouldn't you hurry up and arrange for someone to respond at this time, you don't care which battalion he is from, let's rescue the person first.

Chekovsky didn't speak, rubbing his chin in contemplation, always feeling that something was wrong. With a wave of his hand, he sent the scout down, and strode towards the tower next to him.

Each barracks has a watchtower for easy observation and command. Chekovsky decided to see the situation for himself, and besides, he always had an inexplicable crisis that made him extremely uneasy.

Five miles, if you run on horseback, you can only walk away. Even if you run on two legs, it only takes a minute or two. By the time Chekovsky climbed the watchtower, he could clearly see what was going on below.

It was a group of typical Western faces, which made Chekovsky subconsciously breathe a sigh of relief.

It's not to blame him for being slow, although there is no shortage of tricks to deceive and deceive in this era, but they are all limited to the same race. For the here and now, the very different skin tones and faces are a natural obstacle to the deception.

After all, this era is not like the later generations, where people from all over the world can move freely.

Obviously, the Rus' soldiers below were of the same mind, and seeing that these "compatriots" rushed to the front in disarray, they shouted to open the camp gate without even thinking about it, and let these poor "compatriots" in.

From the watchtower, Chekovsky watched silently, and for some reason, the sense of uneasiness and crisis in his heart rose unprecedentedly.

Unable to figure it out for a moment, he shook his head in annoyance, reached out to take the monocular in Curry's hand, and looked into the distance in front of him. There, the smoke and dust were rising, and the sound of hooves was faint, and it was obvious that the pursuers were approaching.

Could it be that the other party will be very strong, so that his intuition can perceive it in advance? He thought silently, while calmly giving an order, so that the soldiers below were ready to meet the enemy. At this chaotic juncture, no one paid attention to the fact that the defeated soldiers of the "compatriots" who had been put in were scattering at this moment, whether intentionally or unintentionally, and slowly approached the key places in the camp.......

Ten miles away, Su Mo sat on the back of the rice balls, holding a pergola and looking at the Rus' camp in front of him. He had already made a monocular, but unfortunately he didn't have it around at this time. But fortunately, his eyesight at this moment has long exceeded the number of ordinary people, and the visual distance of a single naked eye is not weaker than the rudimentary version of the telescope of this era.

"Great, they went in. Fat, pass the order, continue to increase the noise, the bigger the better. Also, inform Huzi of them and act when the opportunity arises. He commanded without looking back.

The fat man laughed and went.

After a while, Francisco, who was hidden among the guards on the other side, was the first to see the figure of the fat man. Seeing that the fat man made a vague gesture, his eyes lit up slightly, and he approached Zhuang Hu quietly and touched his arm lightly.

Zhuang Hu squinted at him, glanced in the direction of his mouth, his eyes shrank slightly, and then turned his head quietly.

"Everyone prepare, protect Begi and the nobles, the army is about to attack. He shouted a shout, but intentionally or unintentionally led the guards to get out of the way.

Turuletu looked tangled, turned over and stood on his horse to look out. According to her thoughts, at this time, she should be brave and take the lead in killing the past. How could Genghis Khan's descendants, the dignified Mongolian Beji, be left behind?

But when he thought of Su Mo's resolute attitude, he couldn't help but become discouraged again. That Han Jialang is the leader of the three armies, since he has already given the order, if he doesn't obey it, won't it be difficult for him to do it?

Alas, that's it, but this face must be given to him. It's a pity that this fight can't catch up after all, but I don't know when the next time will be.

She sighed and sighed here, tangled and depressed, but she didn't notice that Alur and the others on the other side were looking at each other, and their faces were full of excitement.

Although the speed of the fat man and Su Mo like ghosts and thunderbolts deeply shocked them, they were unwilling to admit it out of the arrogance of the Mongols.

Especially Alur's vague gaze, and thinking about the previous secret discussion, they all strengthened their confidence again, and they all held their blades hard and looked at Arul, waiting for his orders.

"Forward, fifty steps forward, crossbowmen ready—" Ahead, the heralds galloped through the ranks, delivering orders to every rank.

Boom! The battle formation of nearly 300 people responded in unison, making a dull loud noise. Three hundred men were equipped with war horses, which is equivalent to three hundred cavalry. Pulling off the formation again, it has already covered a radius of several miles, and although the momentum is not as good as the real thousands of troops, it should not be underestimated.

With the sound of drums and trumpets in all directions, the army began to move forward slowly. Each row and column moved in turn, and the black pressed forward. As they marched, unconsciously, the distance between the ranks became wider and wider.

Listening to the strong sound of the drums, Turuletu couldn't help but feel his blood rushing, and he rode on the fire, his little hands tightly gripping the hilt of the silver knife, and his fingers kept opening, gripping, gripping, and opening again. A slightly darkened pretty face, with an abnormal flush on her cheeks.

The fire was anxiously gouging his hooves, snorting from time to time, as if urging his master to let go of the reins. It is the best of the best, and it also longs for the battlefield.

Turuletu snorted, and the light in his eyes became brighter and brighter, full of yearning and excitement. Before I knew it, I was out of the queue a little earlier.

"Beiji!" Zhuang Hu appeared in front of her horse in time and stretched out his hand to block the way. "My son-in-law has an order, don't take risks lightly. ”

He stiffened his face, and said in a voice without calm indifference, but the meaning of his words was extremely resolute, without the slightest hint of retreat.

Turuletu's eyes cleared, and he glared at him angrily, but he could only clench his little fist hatefully, and stretched out his hand to soothe Huo's anxiety.

Now is the time!

Arur, who was following closely behind, lit up his eyes, gestured to his companions around him, and suddenly kicked the horse's belly hard, and rushed out in an instant. Behind them, all the Mongolian teenagers whistled in unison, drew their sabers, and followed closely with a scream, surpassing Su Mo's army in the blink of an eye.

"*-" Arul, who rushed to the front, shouted loudly.

"*!" all the Mongolian teenagers responded in unison.

This* in Mongolian means warrior. At this moment, although there are only eight horses, under the echo of the voice, it is quite powerful.

Tululetu, who was stranded behind, was stunned and did not react at all. But he didn't realize that just as Alur and the other teenagers were shouting in front of him, the flag suddenly flipped in the middle of Su Mo's army, and a series of fashionable banners were suddenly erected........