But the fat man's improvised unit of 1,000 spears was still formed, although the soldiers didn't even have a piece of leather armor, just a three-sided slotted iron spike on the rough wooden pole, but they were still very happy, why? Eating and being fed: For these hungry refugees, that's heaven!

The fat man once took this special three-sided diamond thorn of his own invention and tested it on a light cavalry chain mail, and the sharp thin thorns could easily pass through the ring of the chain mail, basically ignoring the short iron ring defense of the chain mail, and pierced deeply into the stake where the chain mail was hung. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"It is worthy of the killing weapon of the infantry now, and the stab on the body is definitely a hole."

Seeing that the surface of the chain mail was undamaged, and the wooden stake inside had been pierced into a thin and deep hole, even the fat man looked at the strange Mitsubishi iron thorn he asked the blacksmith to make in his hand with a shocked expression.

Heading north from the Falcon family's domain, through the low Sodale hills, is the territory of the county of Satdor.

In order to avoid encountering the main force of the Kazakhs, the fat man took his team to turn around in the Sodalai hills bordering Satdo County, the fat man knew too well the tactics of the nomadic cavalry of the Kazakhs, and changed places with one shot, and fed the war with war, snatched everything that could be robbed, and burned those who could not be robbed, and would definitely not stay in the same area for a month, which was clearly written in the military newspapers.

The fat man hoped that he could wait for the Kazakhs to rob Satedo and then lead the army forward, so that he could not disobey the orders of the Ministry of Military Affairs and get benefits without loss, but unfortunately the fat man's wishful thinking failed, because the fat man arranged to find the Kazakhs at the outpost on the hill.

"My lord, the northern slope has found a situation, judging by the number of Kazakhs!"

Seeing the dark sentry arranged on the hill in the distance, and putting down the lone trees on the top of the three mountains in a row, Meng Da, the hunter leader of the army in charge of the lookout post, reported to Zhao Hu with a nervous face.

"Kazakhs!" The fat man was surprised.

"How many people? In that direction? ”

The fat man's eyes are glowing, beyond this hill is his own falcon territory, it seems that the Kazakhs have a lot of appetite, and after robbing Satydo, they began to march towards their own territory, which made the fat man angry.

"Grab it on Lao Tzu's head."

"About three hundred people, we have already passed the water alkali field to the north, and it should be two hours at most before we pass here!" The hunter leader Munda replied with certainty, and couldn't help but admire his lord a little more.

It turned out that since the fat man entered the Sodarai hills, he set up secret posts on several of the highest hills, on which he could see the situation of the entire Sodalai hills, as long as he found the enemy, he would put down the trees that had been specially transplanted on the hills, each tree represented a hundred people, this unique and fast and effective method even the hunter leader Munda admired.

"Three hundred! Hehe, there is really a way in heaven that you don't go, and there is no door to hell for you to break into! Today I want to let these arrogant Kazakhs know how powerful you are Tiger Master! The fat man sneered sinisterly, and the hunter leader Munda on the other side of the laugh felt a chill in his heart.

"Munda, where do you think we can give these Kazakhs who don't know whether they are alive or dead!" The fat man's fat fingers moved on the sheepskin map spread on the bluestone slab, his face was cold and scared, the fat man was afraid of death, but he was also a man who protected his family.

"I'm in charge of my territory! Eat me, drink me, and one day you're going to vomit it out for me! "When I knew that this group of Kazakh rangers who were wandering around fighting the autumn wind actually hit themselves with the idea of robbery, it was to offend the fat man's scales.

"The mountain road is difficult, even if the Kazakhs are light cavalry, it will take at least two hours to get here from the alkaline water beach, and we must pass through here in the middle, and the narrow Sodalai Gorge should be our best ambush point!"

The hunter leader Munda and the fat man looked at the same point on the map at the same time, from the map, it was a narrow long canyon, the fat man thought cautiously for a moment, shook his head, and denied Munda's idea.

"The Kazakhs will definitely send scouts to inspect this canyon first, so many of us are ambushed in that long canyon that is not wide, we will definitely not be able to escape the eyes of the Kazakh scouts, once we find that we are numerous, these extremely mobile rangers will definitely slip away, and it will not be so easy to catch them then, if they then divide into several teams and enter our falcon territory, then we will be miserable, and then it will be the turn of the miserable Satyman to see our liveliness!"

The fat man's fat fingers continued to swim on the map, and Munda was dizzy when he saw it, until he finally settled on a low hilly terrain at the mouth of the canyon on the map, the fat man's mouth cracked a slit, and his eyes also came to his senses: "Hehe! It's good, so be it! ”

"Ahem, my lord, this is the exit to the east of Sodale, the Kazakhs are moving south!" Munda coughed twice with an embarrassed face, and when he saw the fat man showing a blank look, he couldn't help but kindly remind.

"To the east? Could this be the east? No, up the north and down the south, left west and right east, I will memorize this when I am three years old, this is obviously the south. The fat man secretly underestimated that his chubby eyes moved up the map, and seemed to find that there was something wrong.

Finally, he picked up the map from the bluestone with his hand and looked it upside down and left and right a few times, only to see that the Falcon Castle mark that he should have been in the south was actually in the north part of the map, his face blushed slightly, and immediately returned to normal, put the map in his hand upside down, his chubby cheeks trembled, patted Munda on the shoulder with his palm, and smiled with relief.

"Yes, yes, I was a little worried about your hunters' ability to read maps, you must know that out of this hill is someone else's territory, if you hunters who serve as scouts go in the wrong direction, the consequences will be serious, and now it seems that you can still be trusted."

Monda looked at the fat man's cheeky and slightly trembling fat face with a smile, and secretly despised it in his heart, "Obviously I can't read the map, but I'm still pretending to be an expert here, and the master's cheeky face can't shoot through the Kazakh's strong bow!" ”

"Let's go here, the terrain here is more ideal than just now, and I decided to be here." The fat man's finger was fixed on a corner of the map again, and the mark on it saw that Munda, who was familiar with the terrain, gasped, and almost didn't scold in a panic, looked at the fat man's confident face, and remembered the fat man's face that was comparable to the thickness of the city wall just now, so he had to suppress the anger in his heart and persuade patiently.

"I've personally visited this place, it's a stretch of bare river flats dozens of meters wide! Not to mention the tall trees on both sides, there are no low shrubs, except for stones! Even if there is a mouse on the opposite side, you can count how many beards there are, so many of us squatted on the edge of the river, there is no need to fight, the Kazakhs have already run away! ”

The leader of the hunters, Munda had a ruddy face and almost didn't vomit blood, if the fat man in front of him was not his lord, but his own subordinates, this ability that he couldn't even recognize the icon, Munda would have kicked it over.

"Is there something wrong with this place? I didn't say I was going to expose myself to the Kazakh rangers? This time, the protagonist is you, my brave and fearless forest thief. ”

The fat man looked at him innocently, his small eyes narrowed into a line with excitement, his attentive appearance, his innocent expression as if he was looking at his favorite toy, and he saw that Munda was extremely depressed, and he didn't know what kind of madness this confused lord was doing.

In the evening, when the sun was setting in the west, the whole Sodalai Hills were bathed in the golden afterglow of the setting sun, the branches of the pines and cypresses were shining with golden light, and the birds were returning to their nests from outside, but the quiet and peaceful forest was broken by a hurried, low sound of horses' hooves.

More than a dozen strangely dressed light cavalry emerged from the mountain road behind a low hill more than a hundred meters away from the river bank, and looked around the other side of the river with cautious faces.

On the opposite bank of the river, a row of gravel is built into a low wall nearly 300 meters long and half a meter high to block the entire advance road tightly, and several arrows with whistling sound shoot out from the strong rhinoceros horn longbow in the hands of the Kazakh scouts, drawing a beautiful arc, crossing the distance of more than 100 meters, "pounce" The sharp arrows pierced into the stone pile, making a dull sound of gravel.

Seeing that there was still no reaction behind the stone wall, two of the Kazakh light cavalry couldn't bear it, and slapped the war horse under the crotch with the rhino horn arch in their hand, and took the lead in running towards the river, and the hurried horses' hooves stirred up patches of white water.

The attention of the Kazakh scouts, who were cautiously crossing the river, had been wandering around this pile of rocks hundreds of meters long, relaxing the danger in the river under their feet, the river was full of sleek small stones, and now it was a pit dug by the fat man.

"Shhh

A war horse suddenly stumbled, stepped into the gravel pit in the river, and collapsed diagonally, throwing the Kazakh scout who was concentrating on it off the horse, and the whole body fell from a high place into the waist-high water, stirring up a river of water.

"It's your turn! Don't let us down! ”

The fat man curled up behind the low wall of the rocks opposite the river, heard the sound of people falling into the water on the river in front of him, and pushed him with his feet with a cunning face, and hid with himself with his feet, with a tattered and dirty leather armor on his body, a depressed Munda face, and the most ridiculous thing was that Munda also had a gray mud on his face, which looked like a natives who ate human flesh raw.