"The big bosses have all been brought back, a total of thirty-six, all of them are fat and strong horses."

Luo Daniu came to Qin Chuan's side and said happily, grinning with a mouth full of rotten teeth and smirking like Lao Huang.

Qin Chuan saw that his fierce and vicious honor smirked a little infiltrating, so he looked away, looked at the sun that was about to sink in the sky, and said, "Send a few brothers to take them to eat some grass, and bring them back to the mine after half an hour, and then let them bring some torches and oil from the mine." ”

"Let the lynx rush back to Mengjiazhuang to report the news, Bashanhu will definitely go to Lou Fu to settle down tonight, and call the villagers in the town to take refuge in Zhuangzi first, especially the Wang family, even if they tie up the people of the Wang family, they will also get Zhuangzi from the Wang family, and then send a few brothers to order two hundred young and strong villagers, and bring more stones into the Wang family's compound."

"The Bashan Tiger people are sleepy and tired, they definitely don't dare to go back to Huangcong Mountain in the dark, and they definitely don't dare to hit Mengjiazhuang, in addition to Mengjiazhuang, the courtyard wall of the Wang family compound is high enough, and there is some defense ability, he will go to take the Wang family compound nine times out of ten."

"Okay."

Luo Da Niu took the order and went.

Qin Chuan looked fixedly at the group of Bashan Tigers in the distance, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Bashan Tiger, you are a dead bald man, if you don't tear a few pieces of your flesh tonight, Lao Tzu will obediently go back to the 21st century to dick.

After eating some grass and slowing down for a quarter of an hour, Bashanhu's horses finally regained some strength, and he immediately let his men set off on the road, and continued to march slowly in the phalanx towards Lou Fu Town.

The thirty or so unlucky people who had no horses trotted all the way behind.

As soon as Bashan Tiger got on the road, Qin Chuan also moved, and hung behind with sixteen horsemen like fart worms without hurry, while a few other people guarded the horses behind and waited for it to get dark before catching up.

When the sun sets the horizon, there is still a large red cloud hanging in the sky, rich and long, like a rolling river of blood, and the bleak Luliang Mountains in autumn are shrouded in blood, which is like a purgatory on earth.

Tonight, in the future, this land is destined to be a river of blood.

The moon is rarely seen on winter nights in the north, and when the sky is completely dark, more than 20 of Bashanhu's subordinates hand over the reins of their horses to their companions, who are blind and can't see at night, and the horses can see the road, but they are afraid that the horses will run around, so they can only be led by their companions.

The endurance of Lou Fuma was manifested in such extraordinary times, and he had only rested for a quarter of an hour just now, and after walking for half an hour, he still had sufficient horsepower, and he was not yet tired, and the walkers could still keep up for the time being.

However, the Mongolian horses that Qin Chuan sat on had more endurance.

Moreover, just in case, the people he brought out this time were not blind to chickens, and the old bandits in Jiuji Mountain had a good life before, eating enough meat, and few people were blind to chickens.

The brothers who brought the horses back to the mine came back, brought a lot of torches and oil from the mine, and also changed to the horses with full physical strength in the mine, in addition to the lynx who rushed back to Mengjiazhuang to report the news, Qin Chuan had twenty-one horses around him.

This time, Qin Chuan planned to attack with fire.

First, he asked his subordinates to find a lot of wild grass, knead them into balls, stuff stones into them to increase their weight, tie them with straw ropes and pour fire oil on them, and each person was equipped with three grass balls and carried them with straw ropes.

When night completely fell, Qin Chuan moved, and still attacked from the direction of Bashan Hu's headwind.

In ancient times, marching troops were most afraid of night attacks, and even if they had been prepared, there was still a commotion when the people of Bashan Tiger heard the sound of horses' hooves.

Bashan Hu shouted a few times to calm his subordinates, and then commanded the formation in an orderly manner.

This time, he did not plan to defend passively, let alone dismount, but to take advantage of the horsepower of the mount to fight with the hedge surnamed Qin.

The surnamed Qin has only been riding for about twenty years, and he still has more than a hundred horses, rushing over to drown the son of a bitch.

But he faces a problem, that is, those who have blind eyes, those people will definitely not be able to fight, and rushing over will only collide with their own people and kill each other.

So, Bashanhu left the more than 20 chicken-blind men in the same place, and let more than 30 people without mounts circle around them, and left more than 40 horsemen to protect them, and he only brought 100 horsemen to kill.

In order to prevent being chiseled by the other party, he made up a row of twenty people, a total of five rows, the horizontal plane is not wide, but the other party only has about twenty rides, which is enough.

Of course, Qin Chuan would not be stupid enough to hedge against Bashan Tiger, when he was a hundred paces away, he lit a grass ball, and the twenty-one horsemen under him also lit the grass ball.

Seventy paces away, he took the rope, shook the ball of grass that had burned into a ball of fire a few times, and threw it at the hundred horsemen of the Bashan Tiger who were rushing on the opposite side, and then repeated his old trick, turning his horse's head and galloping to the left while screaming.

The twenty-one horsemen behind him did the same, and threw out fireballs one after another, then banged pots and pans and whizzed to the left.

The fireball flew in the air for three seconds, and in this short time, the Bashan Tiger men rushed for another twenty or thirty steps, and as a result, most of the fireballs landed right at their feet.

As soon as more than two dozen oiled grass balls hit the ground, the wild grass dispersed, and the fire suddenly rose sharply, as if suddenly bursting into a mass of fire, which was especially terrifying in the dark night, and the horses rushing in front were startled or kicked and neighed, or scurried around.

The men behind were too late to rein in, or knocked the men in front of them on their backs, or rushed directly into the fire that spread among the dead grass everywhere, and the horses were also startled and neighed.

Bashanhu's mount was also frightened, and after finally holding it, he looked back and saw five or six horses on the ground, and a dozen or so people, all of whom had been knocked down or thrown off their horses by frightened horses.

There were also more than a dozen of his men who couldn't hold the frightened mounts, and were led around the mountains.

And the one surnamed Qin, after avoiding hedging with him, quickly circled back and chased down his men who were left alone because of the loss of control of their horses.

Bashan Hu's eyes were red, and he raised his knife and roared: "Come to Lao Tzu to gather, rush over and cut down those bitches!" ”

There were less than seventy of the hundred horsemen he had brought out, and after finally controlling the mount, he hurried over to assemble.

Seeing him assemble his team, Qin Chuan didn't bother to pay attention to it, and only continued to command the men and horses to chase and kill those who were lonely, and took advantage of the situation to collect the fleeing horses.

When Bashan Hu led his men to kill him, Qin Chuan ran away with his men.

Although Bashanhu's men rode all the faster Lou Fu horses, their horsepower gradually ran out, and they couldn't catch up with those Mongolian horses with full physical strength at all, and they had the momentum of chasing farther and farther.

Seeing that the mount began to sweat, Bashanhu had no choice but to gather the lone men and return to rest.

Qin Chuan got more than a dozen horses in this wave, and after letting his two subordinates lead the horses to a valley to graze, he took the remaining subordinates to continue to harass Bashan Hu.

In this way, as soon as Bashan Tiger chased him, he ran, and when the other party did not chase, he went over to harass him.

After throwing the remaining two rounds of fireballs, a dozen more mounts on Bashan Hu's side were frightened, either throwing the bandits off their horses or scurrying around with the bandits on their horses.

Bashan Hu was so angry that he almost slaughtered all the war horses, but fortunately his subordinates desperately stopped them, otherwise they would not be able to return to Huangcong Mountain, and dozens of miles were enough for the other party to gnaw them off one by one, who were already exhausted.

Ba Shanhu had to grit his teeth and swallow his anger in his stomach, and led his people to deal with Qin Chuan's harassment while rushing towards Lou Fu.

After persisting for half an hour, he finally saw Lou Fu's little light.

However, he already had more than eighty war horses missing, and except for a few that fell to death and were injured, most of the rest fell into Qin Chuan's hands.

There were also more than thirty of his subordinates, a few of whom were trampled to death by falling, and most of them were taken out by frightened war horses and then intercepted and killed by Qin Chuan.

Although the losses were heavy, Bashan Tiger finally breathed a sigh of relief, and when he arrived in Lou Fu Town, he didn't have to worry about being raised like a wolf by Qinchuan bitches from time to time to come up and take a bite.

He only needs to enter the town, relying on the house to defend to resist Qin Chuan, it is best to take the Wang family compound, there are more than 100 of his horses guarding the courtyard more than two zhang high, no four or five hundred people will definitely not be able to attack, even if they can attack, they will inevitably suffer heavy losses.

Qin Chuan's subordinates can only fight more than 30 old bandits, and the newly recruited hundreds of homeless people are not to be feared, and only one rush can make those skinny homeless escape.

After he rested for the night, he had enough horsepower the next day to return to Huangcong Mountain safely.

If Qin Chuan's son of a bitch dares to chase after him, he will definitely pull his muscles and pick his skin!