Chapter 1693: Rise (3)

"Fight!"

Munda was embarrassed, the tall figure suddenly stood up from behind the pile of stones, bent his bow and arrows and shot three arrows in a row in the direction of the sound of the water, the three arrows as fast as meteors, brought a white wave in the air, and shot into the body of the Kazakh scout who was trying to get up from the water in embarrassment, and the Kazakh scout, who had just found his balance, did not expect to be sniped at such a close distance, and he was not prepared at all. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the face of the powerful three arrows, his body trembled as if he had been hit hard, his eyes were blood-red, his face was full of disbelief, and his body fell straight into the flowing river, and the blood gushing out of the corpse dyed the nearby river dark red.

Monda who stood up saw that the Kazakh scout was only ten meters away from him, and the powerful shot at a distance of nearly ten meters made none of the three long arrows shot out of the finished zigzag miss, and the sharp arrows shot through the thick leather armor on the Kazakh rebuke's body without hindrance, and shot through the back of the body.

The remaining two Kazakh scouts in the middle of the river were startled by the sudden change in front of them, and looking at their companions who were lying in the river with bloody flesh and blood, they even aroused the fierceness of the Kazakhs, and the two glanced at each other, and suddenly shouted and drew the steppe scimitar with a half-moon arc at their waists.

Under the superb riding skills of the Kazakhs, the Kazakh war horse stepped up with both hooves, the hind hooves were forced, and a person stood up, and the huge horse body jumped up with the Kazakh rangers on horseback as a whole, and violently crossed the remaining shallow water of more than ten meters, and the scimitar in the hands of the Kazakh scout slashed at Munda's head with two cold lights.

"Damn Kazakhs!"

Monda didn't expect the two Kazakh scouts to be so brave, and they still rushed towards him without fear of death in the case of a sudden attack on their companions, looking at the two knife lights that fell rapidly towards him, he didn't dare to be strong, and quickly bent down and hid behind the earthen wall in front of him.

The scimitar in the hand of the Kazakh scout slashed at the stones of the earthen wall, and the rubble burst and scattered, and the Kazakh scout swung down the blade and slashed at the round pebbles around the stone wall, causing sparks to splash everywhere, and he pulled the war horse and jumped over the earthen wall.

"Shoot them!" The fat man who was squatting behind the earthen wall saw the war horse that had crossed the earthen wall, and shouted loudly, and the hundred mountain hunters who had already been half-crouching behind the stone wall stood up at the same time and shot the arrows in their hands at the Kazakhs, and shot the two Kazakhs who had crossed the stone wall into hedgehogs, and their bodies full of arrows shook a few times and fell off their horses.

Seeing that the three scouts sent to check on the stone wall on the river bank had been poisoned, the Kazakh scout on the other side of the river pulled out a strange whistle from his neck.

"Whew!"

A long, crisp and loud whistle sounded from the Kazakh scouts on the other side of the river, revealing a sense of anxiety and indignation.

After a while, behind the low hills not far from the opposite river beach, a heavy "boom" of horses' hooves sounded, like bursts of rolling winter thunder, and rows of black-pressed cavalry showed their majestic faces from the top of the hills with heavy pressure.

These later cavalry were very different from the light and thick leather armor worn by the scouts in front, wearing a full set of steel scale armor all over the body, inlaid with a whole round steel plate on the chest, crotch, thighs and other important parts, and the heavy vest of the war horse under the crotch was like a demon god who came out of the night.

"Obediently, there are so many heavy cavalry, no wonder you can kill a heavy infantry squadron defending the central fortress without leaving a piece of armor, I am afraid that there are at least more than two hundred people, it should be the main force of this Kazakh rangers!"

The fat man looked at the Kazakh heavy cavalry that was gathering on the hills by the river opposite, and counted them carefully with a surprised face.

Munda next to him looked at the fat man who was still in a daze with an ugly face, remembering the vague appearance of the fat man in front of him, he couldn't help but kindly remind: "My lord, these heavy cavalry are not as easy to deal with as the scouts in front, it is impossible for our hunters' bows and arrows to shoot through such heavy armor, as long as they rush into our archers, we will only have to wait for the slaughter!" ”

The fat man gave Munda a white look, like looking at an idiot: "What do you say! Don't I even know what heavy cavalry is! Archers can shoot through heavy armor, and who spends a lot of money to equip this money-burning thing, but this thing is a treasure all over its body, if we take it all、、、、、"

The fat man didn't continue, but his eyes were red with excitement, and a stream of saliva flowed out of his slightly open mouth, like a horny pervert suddenly seeing a naked and bewitching beauty.

Just when the fat man and Munda were still arguing about the Kazakh heavy cavalry opposite, the Kazakhs who had already assembled began to collectively instigate the war horses with full vests under their crotches, and raised the cavalry spears with a cold light in their hands that were three meters long, and ran towards the river in three rows, like a rapidly moving iron mountain in the faint twilight.

The ground shook with the sound of horses' hooves, and the stone wall of the fat man's pile collapsed in the shaking of the ground, revealing a hundred pale-faced mountain hunters lying in ambush behind the stone wall.

Munda stood up from behind the stone wall with a pale face, and the devastating power of the heavy cavalry charge in front of him made Munda, who had always flaunted heroism, feel his legs and stomach tremble.

"What else to see, wait for the Kazakhs to come to bucket your ass, brothers, run!"

Munda was about to ask the fat man what to do, when he suddenly heard a shout from the shameless fat man beside him, and when he turned his head to look, he only saw that the fat man who was still beside him had already opened his two ugly little short legs and turned around and flew around the mountains and forests behind, leaving himself alone and still standing stupidly.

Seeing the lord take the lead in escaping, the mountain hunters behind the stone wall who had already been frightened by the heavy cavalry did not hesitate anymore, like a dam bursting embankment, following the fat man all the way, thinking of the moment when the Kazakh heavy cavalry on the opposite side came ashore, whoever fell in the end was unlucky, and many mountain hunters took off their quivers and leather armor and threw them on the road while running.

The Kazakh heavy cavalry, who were crossing the river, saw that the hateful hunters on the opposite side began to flee, and even ignored it, still not in a hurry, and slowly crossed the river without fear.

Slowly following the prey, letting the panicked prey exhaust the last bit of strength, and finally delivering the fatal blow, this is the trick passed down orally from the Kazakhs, although they are also hunters, and the Kazakhs who have been hunting immediately for generations are obviously more proficient in the way of hunting than their counterparts who flee in panic and run on two feet.

The crisp sound of horses' hooves trampling on stones was like a talisman, and the Kazakh heavy cavalry slowly crossed the river surface of more than ten meters, and finally stepped on the flat river beach, and the stone wall built by the fat man was hit by the Kazakh heavy cavalry who was bent on revenge without hesitation, and turned into a pile of broken pieces.

In the middle of the river, the Kazakhs in a uniform formation, as soon as they came ashore, showed the habit of hunting in the steppe, and in a few loud whistlings, the Kazakh heavy cavalry began to scatter and separate, and the extremely tacit formation was like a moving net, rushing towards the mountain hunters scattered on the mountain road in the distance.

Munda looked at the fat man running in front of him and felt discouraged, as a hunter who lived in the mountains all year round, Munda had always been very confident in his vigorous skills, but seeing the fat man in front of him like a phantom, Munda really suspected that the fat man in front of him who was completely inconsistent with agility was a fat mountain savage.

The roaring sound of war horses behind him is getting closer and closer, and the mountain hunters who fled for their lives can even clearly hear the shouts of the Kazakhs behind them when they are hunting.

The mountain hunters who fled in fear in front completely relaxed their vigilance of the Kazakh heavy cavalry pursuing behind, and the entire Kazakh army melted into the excitement of hunting.

From the north to the south, countless Imperial regular troops who tried to block their way were easily routed, and the army in front of them, which looked like a ragtag militia, would not be in front of these brave and warlike Kazakh heavy cavalry, completely unaware that they had been lured into a narrow mountain road by these fleeing mountain hunters.

"My lord, I can't do it anymore, I'm out of breath when I run, my chest is about to explode, and the brothers in the back can't hold it anymore!"

Munda bent over with a flushed face, opened his mouth wide and exhaled, his voice was hoarse and indistinct with a sore throat, and his body was sore and he supported the tree trunk in front of him with his hands before he stood firmly.

"Everyone ran well, and when they cleaned up these Kazakhs, each of them will be rewarded with a gold coin."

The fat lord who was running at the front miraculously appeared in front of the hunter, and his reddish fat face barely saw any signs of the embarrassed sprint just now, and he was surprised to see Munda in amazement.

"Shhh

The two Kazakhs in heavy armor who were chasing at the front, like two large pieces of iron that had been struck, suddenly and inexplicably ejected from the horses that were still galloping rapidly, and slammed into the thick trees nearby, their bodies were covered in blood, their necks twisted strangely to the side, and their whole bodies were paralyzed.

The strange phenomenon of the two companions in front did not attract the attention of the Kazakh heavy cavalry behind, and the dozen or so Kazakh heavy cavalry who followed behind still accelerated to chase after the mountain hunters who were close at hand.