The heavens don't seem to like the shepherds of the Western Regions very much, and most of the Western Regions is a desolate Gobi where there is no way to farm, only strong shepherds here to herd sheep and horses. Over time, many nomadic tribes were formed, and after the tribe grew, it became a small country, and then there were countries in the Western Regions.

In the famine years, all the troops could not eat, so they could only rob in groups, and as the scale of robbery gradually expanded, an organization specializing in robbery was formed, called the horse gang. Legend has it that the original intention of the caravan was to let everyone eat and live a good life, but after countless years of changes, the caravan has completely become a gang hated by everyone!

As the reputation of the horse gang is getting louder and louder, the strength is getting bigger and bigger, in addition to the main business responsible for robbery, the horse gang has also developed the business of selling horses, most of the war horses in Da Yu are purchased from the horse gang, and in peacetime, everyone still has to talk and laugh to do business, and in the famine year, the horse gang will organize people to rob Da Yu country.

The national strength of the state of Da Yu is sluggish, its strength is limited, and most of its troops are deployed in the north, south and east, and they are unable to clear and suppress the horse gangs and let them grow.

This year, most of the Gobi region is in a state of drought, and the livestock starved to death, and the horse gang organized a cavalry force of 1,200 people and began to enter the border of Da Yu to rob.

The temporary chieftain in charge of the robbery, Fetta, decided to take a risk and abandon the raids on the border areas of the Da Yu State and go deep into the hinterland to rob Ameswaron.

Once the heist is successful, the harvest will be ten times greater than every previous robbery.

The sentinels of the Ammesvalon garrison returned one by one to report the situation, and the governor of the fortress, Pierre Vonne, was very depressed after receiving the report, he was originally the concubine of the family, he did not worry about food and clothing, and he was comfortable, and his father sent him to this fortress of Ammesvalon in order to get an errand for himself.

Anmesvalon is a grain producing area, it should have been a fat poor, but who would have thought that there would be some thieves around the fortress every once in a while, the fortress has only more than 2,000 troops, and after its own continuous expansion, the troops have reached nearly 3,000 people, but most of them are recruits with no combat experience, and the captain of the city guard, General Ancas Melon, is a person who is better than a monkey, although he is the governor, but the fortress force is Ancas Myron.

This time, the sentry actually fought so hard that the group of horse dealers who often robbed at the border actually grabbed their side, and they knew the strength of the fortress best, and most of the soldiers who could fight in the previous generation were old, or died of illness or were squeezed out to the grassroots level to train new soldiers, or to take care of the horses.

In order to slightly improve their combat effectiveness, they have also spent time in recent years to train some recruits out of their own pockets, but it is still too early to be able to take charge on their own.

Pierre received another report from the sentry that the vanguard of the horse thieves had begun to rob the farmers around the fortress, and some of the horse thieves had begun to return the looted supplies.

Pierre suddenly had the illusion that the caravan had actually left after the robbery.

Pierre then urged one of his guards to arrive: "Go and ask General Ancas-Myron again, I will see him soon." “

Pierre has been to ask for it many times, and Ancas-Myron has found all kinds of reasons, either he is sick or has urgent military affairs, is there a more urgent military business than the army approaching the fortress? Hey, who made the family the emperor of the soil? The Ancas-Myron clan has guarded the fortress for generations, and it is deeply rooted, and they control the most elite 500 cavalry and 1,000 infantry in the fortress.

It's not enough to rely on the old money and recruit these recruits everywhere to argue with others.

Ancas Myron was tasting several new dishes and wines in his own home, and he knew about horse thieves.

But what can be done? The military strength accumulated by his family cannot be consumed against the horse thieves, and the 2,000 troops he can control are the family's dependence.

And if those farmers are unfortunately killed, they can replace them with a batch of flowers, and their old friend Hook is good at management, and when the time comes, let Hook train a new batch of slaves to farm. And it was Pierre who blamed the accident, and as long as he held the fortress, everything would be fine.

After Pierre repeatedly went to Ancas to no avail, he began to organize his own military forces to attack. If you let the horse thief do this again

If you grab it, I'm afraid that when the matter reaches Wang Du's own father, he won't be able to protect himself! At this time, I hope that the people I usually recruit can come in handy, and according to the report of the spies, this time the horse thief forward force only has more than 300 cavalry, and he has nearly 1,000 people, plus the 200 new recruits this time, a total of 1,200 people should be about the same as dealing with 300 people.

Pierre didn't have much military knowledge, the infantry was originally quite weak against the cavalry, not to mention that the combat effectiveness of his troops was very low, in fact, before the battle began, Pierre had already lost.

In the year 2103 of the York calendar, the battle for materials on the plains of Ammesvalon, which kicked off the competition among the world's leaders, officially began.

The first to appear was the infantry unit of the garrison of the Ammesvalon Fortress, and the delicate leather armor was put on those civilian children, making these young men who were previously civilian children invisibly reveal a trace of heroism.

Although they were going to the battlefield, the faces of these young warriors did not reveal any worry and fear, because the opponent only had a horse thief army of less than 300 people, but there were more than 1,200 people on their side, most of them were holding bronze sabers and fighting spirits, hoping to capture the opponent's horses after cutting off the other party, you must know that the price of a war horse is expensive, if you can capture the horse in the battle, then you are likely to become a cavalry, and the treatment of cavalry and infantry is several streets apart!

One day after Pierre's troops left the fortress, they were confronted by horse thieves.

On the opposite side, there were about 200 people dressed in alien clothes on horseback, with wide scarves wrapped around their heads, without any armor on their bodies, each holding a slender scimitar in their hands, and some of them had a small scimitar pinned to their waists, and the horse thieves had blue eyes and curly hair, but each horse thief was tall and strong.

George and Grape fought as auxiliaries, transporting weapons to the regular army or building military installations.

After carefully observing the appearance and weapons of the opposing soldiers, Grape said to himself, "The opponent has no armor, and if you throw a short spear at medium and long distances, you can kill a lot of people on the other side!"

I then secretly told Grape, "Wait until the battle begins, unleash a defensive spell on me." “

Grape reacted at this time: "Don't worry, brother, I will definitely let you be safe and sound." “

When a strong gust of wind suddenly blew in our side in the middle of the battlefield, the opposing cavalry began to charge.

And the soldiers on our side began to charge at each other with their bronze swords.

But a bloody scene appeared, the opposing cavalry brandished their scimitars and instigated their horses, effortlessly pierced our formation, and then began to charge from the back, where the cavalry passed, our soldiers were cut off their hands and feet, and some were even split in half by the opponent's slender scimitars.

The blood was instantly splashed on our soldiers' bodies by the other party's flying horses, and our soldiers changed from the initial high-spirited and arrogant state to sluggish, fearful and helpless little sheep, not even knowing where to run. The opposing cavalry was not even killed, only a few people accidentally fell from their horses during the battle.

Of the more than 1,200 young lives, only me and Grape fled the battlefield with less than 100 people and hid in the nearby woods, leaning on the woods to begin to counterattack the opposing cavalry, but the opposing cavalry could not organize an effective charge under the obstruction of the woods, so they gave up the pursuit.

After the 100 of us fled back to the fortress, we saw Governor Pierre waiting on the wall, and he was glad to wait for our good news, but when he saw that we were covered in blood and discarded armor, he immediately understood the general situation, and then asked us why there were only so many people to get back?

We were silent, and after the silence, Governor Pierre ran back to the Doge's Palace, clutching his head and screaming.

When Pierre returned to the governor's palace, he wanted to find someone to talk to, but he found that he was surrounded by people who were basically looking at his jokes, and they were all unable to reverse their greater mistakes, and finally they were tied up and escorted back, and then these people could cover the sky with one hand in the fortress, embezzlement without scruples, and lack of food.

I have spent so many gold coins over the years, why are the people I recruited still vulnerable? I knew that I had pretended to be sick and relied on my own family, so why did I send a ghost to this place? I couldn't make much money, and I had to carry a big black cauldron, and the charge of robbery and fighting against myself this time might make the king want his own head.

Then Pierre suddenly shouted hysterically: "God, help me! Please help me! If you can let me escape this time, give me a general who can defeat the horse thief, I will give him anything! God, help me!"