Chapter 488, Holy Clan?! (3)
The crowd quickly met as they ran, and before the troops in the tribe could complete their adjustments, Di Cheng and them plunged headlong into the dense pasture area. The sky is dark, the wind is blowing, and it is difficult to find a few people in the endless grassland!!
But the Cha Rang tribe has grown in no man's land since ancient times, and there are also special means of hunting at night, not to mention...... With the urgent shouts of their masters, thousands of hounds broke free from their shackles and rushed into the grassland like sharp arrows, barking wildly to search.
Pure beast troops! The fangs are exposed, hideous and ferocious, inspiring an unparalleled and terrifying momentum!! Let alone...... There are also a large number of more brutal gray wolves in the hounds!!
The tribe also began to assemble, women and children automatically took on the task of extinguishing the fire and treating the wounded, 1,000 troops stayed behind to continue to guard the outside of the tribe, and the remaining 2,000 surviving tribesmen turned on their horses and became real light cavalry, following the Hound troops to charge under the loud shouts of the tribe's 'warriors'!
It was only at this time that the Cha Tun tribe was truly alive, showing the momentum of their steppe overlord.
Thousands of vicious dogs galloped, thousands of horses galloped, shattering the night of the wilderness and breaking the peaceful atmosphere. The collective charge of more than 2,000 light cavalry was a formidable combat force even in ancient times, let alone at this time, when their sanity was almost overwhelmed by anger.
At the front of the cavalry troops, more than 1,000 troops clenched their sabers, constantly accumulating strength with the galloping of the horses, and more than 1,000 people behind were holding bows and arrows, holding up the night sky obliquely, as long as the hounds determined the target, they would adjust the direction as soon as possible and release the arrows in their hands.
The indiscriminate scattering may be a bit ruthless, but now I don't care if it will bring trauma to the hounds, as long as I can solve this group of thieves, I am willing to pay any price!
Di Cheng realized the crisis of the situation, and did not dare to underestimate the search ability of the hounds, let alone the more than 2,000 angry light cavalry troops.
At the same time, I am also looking forward to the arrival of the follow-up troops! Otherwise, you will soon fall into a new bitter battle! There will be more tragic deaths of brothers!
Fortunately...... Tu Qingcang and Wu Long didn't make them wait too long.
As everyone gradually moved away from the tribal base, the dull sound of horses' hooves suddenly sounded in the darkness ahead, getting heavier and denser, and the whole ground began to tremble, and its momentum was so loud that it slowly overwhelmed the two thousand light cavalry troops behind.
"Quick! Hurry up and hurry up!! Chen Hu anxiously urged, the rescuers were in front, and he should be able to breathe a sigh of relief, but he could already hear the dense brushing sound in the grass behind him, it was a group of hunting dogs!! It's a pack of thousands of hounds!
He had seen the surveillance footage of the base and knew about the massive charge of the hounds when the base fell that day. In the face of dense, forward-going, ferocious and swift hunting dog herds, even quasi-level emperors have to weigh them carefully!
The jack knife can bring deterrence to the cavalry troops, but it may not necessarily cause the fear of the hunting dogs, one knife can kill four or five hunting dogs, but after watching Wang Zhong's miserable end, no one dares to despise it anymore.
In a word, they would rather face two thousand cavalry than a thousand hounds, not to mention ...... Three thousand? 4,000 ?!!
The cavalry troops also noticed the thunderous rumbling of the night ahead, and with the help of the very faint moonlight, the 'black line' surging like a flood could be faintly seen.
In terms of the scope and length of the spread, it is twice as large as theirs.
As a 'professional' cavalry unit, they only need to listen to the sound and look at the scene, and they can roughly distinguish the number of enemy groups, and for now, if it is not for the enemy's deliberate bluff, the enemy group is at least 3,000 people! And it's all horseback riding!
Where did the enemy come from? Could it be that other tribes came to help? Otherwise, how could there be cavalry troops.
For their doubts, Tu Qingcang and other black martial arts, ballistics and Wang Lei troops who were galloping wildly were unequivocal, with the help of infrared night vision devices, they could see the scene at night more clearly.
Since there are troops in pursuit, it means that Di Cheng and the others have successfully escaped, and their hearts are slightly lowered when they mention their throats.
And then ......
"Ballistic troops, muzzle oblique, indiscriminate...... Shoot! Wu Long roared, controlled the war horse with both feet, and set up a heavy sniper rifle with both hands.
This kind of heavy weapon, which should have been used to stabilize the field and can only be used with the help of a blocker, was directly pressed against his shoulder blades, not to mention the undulating horseback. The gesture that would definitely make international hunters laugh at it is somewhat comical and ridiculous in this firearms expert.
However, Wu Long was not for accurate shooting, but put the target on the entire light cavalry unit, as long as the sniper bullet can enter the camp, judging from the opponent's phalanx, it can definitely die three or four.
Bang!! With the pull of Wulong's trigger, the long sniper bullet slashed through the rifling, shot out angrily, spun out a violent whirlpool, and instantly rushed out of a distance of thousands of meters, hitting a cavalryman in the cavalry unit on the spot. The impact speed of the sniper bullet is very fierce, the frequency of rotation is very large, one hit hits, and the entire upper body of the Mongolian strong man is smashed on the spot, and the sniper bullet is castrated, and continues to vent its terrible and mighty, piercing four cavalrymen one after another, two of which have broken limbs, and two of them are simply piercing the body.
Blood splattered, he fell on his back, and soon drowned in the endless herd, without even screaming.
For the cavalry troops of more than 2,000 people who were running wildly, the death of a few people did not have much effect, and even did not attract their attention, however......
Wu Long's gunfire was like a horn, and the ballistic troops in the wild rush dispersed one after another, and the range that had spread for more than 100 meters was forcefully 'pulled' for more than 1,000 meters, and there was no 'column', just lined up in a whole 'row', like a shaking black line, and swooped forward in a fan-shaped shape.
The action is neat and fast, with iron-blooded beauty and visual impact! Discipline is the purpose of training advocated by Jin Xuan, and it is also clearly instilled in this concept into the ballistic troops After the troops were dispersed, the first ballistic unit raised its guns in unison, and the muzzle of a thousand guns pointed obliquely at the light cavalry troops, considering that there may be Di Cheng in the grass in the center of the two troops, the angle of their muzzles was slightly raised, and the locked range was all the head parts of the cavalry on the war horses.
When the team was formed, when the muzzle was raised, when all the preparations were completed, the first unit of ballistics pulled the trigger almost at the same time, and more than a thousand muzzles were fired one after another, violently spitting flames, dense bullets rushing, thousands of bullets weaving a 'rain curtain' of death, and in the blink of an eye, approaching the light cavalry troops of the Cha Tun tribe.
A cavalryman was riding his horse and galloping, urging the war horse with a hideous face, and suddenly saw a large bright flash in the dark night ahead, and before he could have doubts, a bullet pierced the door on the spot, and the powerful impact directly knocked him off the horse. The bullets may not have killed him, but the dense trampling of the horses' hooves trampled his body to tatters in a matter of seconds, and the terrible screams were drowned out in the cavalry tide only as soon as they sounded.
The cavalry's encounter was only a microcosm of this catastrophe, when the dense rain of bullets attacked, the hundreds of cavalry in the front were basically completely shot, some pierced the chest, some pierced the head, and the scarlet blood bloomed collectively, triggering the ruthless poignancy of the moonlit night.
The intense blood splattered and instantly woke up the cavalry troops behind.
But the attack of the ballistic troops is not just a wave, more than 1,000 gunarms elites control the war horse with one hand, and the other hand holds the gun to strafe, although the offensive method of 'horse shooting' does not belong to the training course of the ballistic troops, but relying on the advantage of numbers, accurate marksmanship control, and calm mind, the large-scale invasion of the dense rain curtain still brings tragic trauma to the cavalry troops.
The bullets were angry, screaming again and again, scarlet blood splattered into the night sky, the cavalry troops suffered a heavy baptism, and the ballistic troops finished shooting with a shuttle of bullets, and more than 2,000 cavalry troops who rode their horses and galloped wildly removed more than 400 people alive!!
For their insolence, this is a completely unacceptable nightmare.
But after all, he was the overlord of the steppe, even if he was frightened, he still woke up in a short time, and with the neighing roar of the warriors and captains such as Ullihan, the surviving two thousand cavalry pulled the horse rope almost at the same time, twisted the horse's head forcefully, and controlled the mount to throw out a beautiful slip, changing the direction of the run.
The cavalry troops, which spread for more than 1,000 meters, were like a flood that had been forcibly diverted, gradually divided into more than ten strands in the rapid shouting, threw a large arc and turned the direction, and fled rapidly to the sides or rear.
Condensed troops are scattered into the endless wilderness!