Fighting between the foot soldiers and the charging cavalry was originally a taboo among the taboos.

Therefore, although the foot soldiers led by Qiuzi were very close to the cavalry where Mang Huchi was,

But he could only watch as the warriors of his clan were slashed and killed one by one and were helpless.

Qiuzi is naturally not a fool, although he really wants to save Mang Hu Chi, but reason makes him immediately order to shrink the formation again,

All the foot soldiers huddled together, ready for the next cavalry charge.

Because it's not just Tyuz, but everyone sees it clearly,

In the distance, nearly 10,000 cavalry were slaughtering them.

After yesterday's battle, Qiuzi recognized that the cavalry that was killed was all composed of Sioux people.

In terms of combat power, those who have Su are far from above, which opened their eyes to the cavalry.

What's more, in yesterday's battle, those who had Soviet cavalry and their infantry had a battle,

However, no one thought that at this time, as yesterday, they would be able to gain an advantage in another confrontation with the Soviet cavalry.

Because yesterday before they confronted the Soviet cavalry, those Soviet cavalry had already rushed back and forth on the battlefield several times in order to attack the infantry and lost their horsepower.

Moreover, at that time, almost most of the cavalry had already switched to cavalry, and it could not be called a real cavalry.

But at this time the Sioux were in a real cavalry charge, so that none of them felt that they could resist the onslaught of the cavalry with the weapons of different lengths in their hands.

Looking at the panicked soldiers,

Qiuzi gritted his steel teeth and walked quickly to the front row of foot soldiers,

He raised the tooth stick in his hand high and showed a resolute gaze at the Soviet cavalry in front of him.

"Bang".

As the horses rushed into the crowd, Tyuz's ears rang out with screams, broken flesh and bones, and the popping of weapons hitting flesh and bones.

He only felt that it was dark in front of him, and countless figures flashed around him.

Qiuz closed his eyes, and when he opened them again quickly, he saw that they were still faint.

"Come on, kill me."

With a hysterical shout, he raised his tooth stick in the air and swung it forward.

Hearing only the sound of "bang", Qiuzi immediately understood that he had hit the body in front of him, which I don't know if it was a horse or a human body.

But before he could laugh, he felt like a spinning top being whipped and slammed into the air.

"Immortal God, Qiuzi has lived up to the courage you have given you, and the grassland will sing praises to me."

Qiuzi, who was flying in the air, only thought of this, and his eyes were black and unconscious.

……

The melodious sound of the horse-head harp fluttered in the sky, and on the dry yellow grassland full of death, a warrior lay down here.

Lone horses paced among the warriors, snooping against their master's corpse as they sniffed against the fainter and faintest scent, rubbing their hooves against the hard earth.

In the messy and scarce snowflakes, thousands of people slowly walked towards this land that was once a battlefield and where tens of thousands of people shouted and fought.

Under the watchful eye of some cavalrymen on war horses, strong bows, and clubs and axes, they carried the corpses to the top of Yuqi Mountain in the distance, and stacked them neatly.

Circling vultures continued to appear in the sky, waiting to send the warriors of the steppe to the warmest paradise in the world of immortality.

"Big heads."

"It's a big man."

"The big man is not dead yet, he is still angry."

Several of the Zi captives were suddenly found from the pile of dead bodies

Qiuzi, who was still breathing, immediately gathered around his leader.

Some stretched out their hands to wipe his chest, some lifted his head into their arms, and some put his cold feet into their clothes.

Others ran to the side and brought a handful of white snow and gently stuffed it into the mouth of their leader.

As soon as the white winter snow entered Qiuzi's mouth, it immediately turned into cold water and flowed down Qiuzi's throat.

Stimulated by Gan Wei's icy water, Qiuzi slowly opened his eyes with an "um" sound.

He slowly moved his gaze, looking at the strange and familiar figure in front of him.

He vaguely remembered that he had fainted after being violently hit on the battlefield, but at this moment, he could not hear the sound of killing in his ears.

"What the hell is going on?" Qiuzi wondered.

Seeing that his leader opened his eyes, everyone around him laughed happily.

It's just that suddenly they saw the confusion in Qiuzi's eyes again, but everyone lowered their heads in unison and stopped talking.

"Bastard, what are you doing there?"

Suddenly, a rapid sound of horses' hooves sounded in Qiuzi's ears, and he could hear that it was the accent of the Sioux people,

Qiuzi was a little angry, when did the well-behaved people like sheep dare to speak to the warriors of Zi like this?

It's just that he just wanted to scold, but he found that the people around him lowered their heads and showed timid looks, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised in his heart.

"Are we defeated?"

Qiuzi didn't know if the people around him could hear his words clearly, and he did use all his strength to ask this,

As soon as the words came out, even he himself found that the sound he made was as inaudible as a mosquito's chirp.

But fortunately, in the silence of the surrounding people, this small voice was heard by everyone.

At first, no one dared to go back to Qiuz, but after a while, someone whispered to him:

"Big-headed, we have been defeated, and the brothers who are not dead have been taken captive by them."

As soon as the man had finished speaking, before Tyuz could think and grieve, he heard the sound of a leather whip breaking through the air, and then the man who had just spoken to him screamed.

The whip struck the soldier in the face, leaving a crimson mark of blood.

"Bastard."

Two voices rang out at the same time, one from the angry Qiuzi, and the other from the Yousu who had just opened his mouth with a leather whip to speak.

It's just that Qiuzi's voice was too small, but under the cover of the voice of the Sioux people, it didn't attract the attention of the cavalry.

A hand quickly covered Qiuzi's face, and Qiuzi, who was in the dark, only heard the sound of several people kneeling on the ground and kowtowing vigorously.

"Hahaha"

When some Su people saw these five or six people kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy, they laughed.

"Don't you people never kneel?

When you plundered our Sioux grasslands, did you ever think about today?

If it weren't for the kindness of our Xiao Datou people, I would have been eager to pull out the skin of you people and pull your tendons at this time.

Get to work.

If you think of any crooked thoughts, be careful that your head falls to the ground. ”

Speaking of this, the Yousu man waved his whip again, and whipped each of these Zi people before turning his horse's head and leaving.

After the cavalry had been gone for a long time, the hand on Qiuzi's face was slowly removed, and Qiuzi's eyes turned red when he saw his compatriots who were smiling at him but had a lot of blood on their faces.

"Big head, we'll put you in the pile of corpses of the brethren in a moment,

Find some more hides for you to cover, anyway, those brothers won't need them when they go to the Immortal Heaven.

You lie quietly and wait until the evening to touch the mountain.

Big man, we still hope that you will lead your troops to rescue us, but we must not die. ”

Tyuz blinked, said "yes" and let the others carry him to the top of the mountain.

Tyuz didn't really want to lie to them, but he suddenly felt that there might be less pain in the minds of these people, so he agreed to their request.

In fact, Qiuzi understands very well, don't say whether he can escape back to the camp or not, even if he can escape back, how can those small people in the camp obey his own arrangement.

It's just that now he can't think about it so much, so he has to silently look sideways at the devastation on the battlefield.

"In today's battle, how many people did we flee back?"

Qiuzi asked vigorously,

After a moment, a man next to him replied:

"Big heads, they're all cavalry, so."

Tyuz naturally understood what the soldier's unspeakable words meant, so he only clenched his fists, and only asked after a moment:

"How many were captured?"

"Back to the big heads, there are about 8,000 people. It's not that we don't want to fight to the death, it's just that they drive us from a distance, and the brothers really can't run, so they will be captured. ”

The soldier explained, rather apprehensively.

Qiuzi smiled bitterly:

"I don't blame you, you are all warriors on my grassland, you have not defiled the gift of immortality, you have done your best, and the responsibility for the defeat of this battle lies with me."

Before Qiuzi could finish speaking, he saw the soldiers carrying him in front of him and behind him secretly wiped away tears.

Qiuz didn't say anything more, just opened her eyes and watched the snowflakes fall more and more densely in the sky.

The soldiers put Tyuz in a pile of corpses, and they wrapped their leader in several layers of animal skins before hurrying away.

Covered in heavy snow, the skins both concealed Qiuz's form and shielded him from the bitter cold of the north wind.

So at night, when Qiuzi picked up the corpse and crawled out, he found that in addition to the sharp pain in his ribs, his whole body was full of energy.

He carefully observed the movement around him, and found that there was nothing suspicious around him except for the gnawing of vultures and the whistling of the north wind.

Tyuz carefully avoided some places where spies might appear along the way,

He is the commander of an army, and he has stepped up from an ordinary soldier to the position of the leader, so he is quite comfortable dealing with secret agents.

Along the way, he did not find the soldiers who had been captured, and he thought that they must have been captured and imprisoned in their camp.

Tyuz swore in his heart that he would try to rescue the captured soldiers no matter what he wanted when he returned.

It's just that when he came to the barracks that stretched across the only passage from Yuqi Mountain to the Zi Grassland, after walking around for a few hours, Qiuzi staggered and fell to the ground as if he were drunk.

I saw that the wooden wall of the camp in front of me had turned to ashes, and the charred black wood left after burning was particularly eye-catching by the snow all over the ground.

The camp was full of patrols by teams of soldiers.

"It's over."

Qiuzi lay on the snow, looking desolate at the sky, only then did he realize that the dark clouds had been stripped away, and the familiar bright moon had reappeared with a bright light.

A blizzard that was thought to be in the future only stopped after only half a day.

Holding back his frustration, Qiuz regained his spirits and turned to hide in the woods beside him.