Chapter 348: Scuffle

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The scuffle gradually moved from the outside of the camp of the Qingyang tribe to the inside of the camp.

The tribal warriors led by the patriarch of the Qingyang tribe, Amudu, were unable to stop the horse thieves outside the camp, which caused more and more horse thieves to rush into the tribe.

"Call people, call more fighters to fight!"

Amutu, with a bloody face, roared in the chaos of the battle.

He and the warriors he led were forced into the camp by the horse thieves, and now they are working hand in hand with the guards to stop the horse thieves.

But the effect was very small, because those horse thieves did not fight with them at all, and most of them relied on the speed of their horses to force their breakthroughs.

At most, it is a short time to pass by the people of the Qingyang tribe, swinging a knife, whether they succeed or not, this group of horse thieves will not slow down, let alone turn the horse's head and kill it again.

But it was the short time that the two sides passed by that caused the warriors of the Qingyang tribe to suffer heavy losses, and in a short period of time, they lost twenty or thirty heroic tribal warriors.

After the horse thieves broke through the defense line, they began to wreak havoc, they cut down the bonfire brazier in the Qingyang tribe, and set fire to the tents in the tribe, which caused the Qingyang tribe to set fire everywhere.

And this scene fell in Zhao Hongrun's eyes, which made him doubt the true identity of this horse thief.

He felt more and more that this was definitely not an ordinary horse thief, aside from the fact that this group of people not only owned horses but also had quite superb riding skills, the execution of these people was not like the robbers and bandits who were called rabble in Zhao Hongrun's impression of writing thieves.

The other party's purpose is very clear, first to create chaos, and then to kill. In this chaotic moment like a battlefield, how can a guy who still clearly remembers his priorities be a third-rate thief?

However, the other party still did not forget to bite the meat when fighting, as if he was reincarnated with a starving ghost, which made Zhao Hongrun a little suspicious of the speculation that "the other party may be the elite cavalry of a certain force".

After all, no army in the world would make such a bargain.

But anyway. A horse thief of such strength does not exist in Wei at all, and Zhao Hongrun has never heard of it before, in other words, the other party is likely to be a thief who has fled from neighboring countries.

"It's Korean!"

A guess suddenly popped up in Zhao Hongrun's heart.

After all, among the neighboring countries and forces of Wei, only Korea is rich in war horses, and horse resources are the richest; Only the riding skills of the Koreans are almost comparable to the warriors of the Yin Rong tribe.

But what Zhao Hongrun can't understand is. Why would Korea send such an elite cavalry army deep into the hinterland of Wei? Could it be that he heard some news and tried to sabotage the talks between Wei and Yin Rong?

However, the talks between Wei and Yin Rong have nothing to do with them in South Korea, and the Koreans should attack Shanyang County with such a big effort.

"Korean horse thieves?"

Zhao Hongrun thoughtfully came to a conclusion.

You must know that at present, South Korea has not officially declared war on Wei, so it will not suddenly attack Wei without declaring war, after all, it is easy to attract criticism like this. Generally, major powers will carefully choose the name of going to war, that is, the so-called "division is famous".

Of course. If the horse thieves in their own country are driven to the hostile country, it seems that this kind of "misfortune will lead to the east", but it will not be blamed by the world, and this is also the closest guess to the truth that Zhao Hongrun can think of.

As the chaos escalated, more and more men from the Qingyang tribe joined the fight.

I have to say. The men of the Qingyang tribe were quite brave, and even those young people who were about the same age as Zhao Hongrun showed admirable courage in the face of the fierce horse thieves who invaded their tribe, and rushed forward with spears in their hands.

It's a pity. These young men were no match for those horse thieves at all, and they simply rushed to their deaths.

In Zhao Hongrun's view, these young people simply have no formation at all, they are scattered and scattered, and they are just needlessly brave, trying to protect their tribal camp with the weapons in their hands.

On the other hand, those horse thieves seemed to be strictly trained cavalrymen, they sprinted back and forth, dividing the young people of the Qingyang tribe, so that even though the Qingyang tribe invested a lot of young people, the battle situation not only did not move closer to the Qingyang side at all, but made the scene more chaotic.

Even, due to the extremely chaotic relationship of the current scene, some young people could not find the location of the enemy, and some were blocked by their compatriots in the tribe, and wanted to go forward to participate in the battle, but they were too crowded in front of them to pass.

And in the face of these panicked Qingyang tribesmen, the gang of horse thieves showed their ferocious side, raising their butcher knives with hideous faces, and almost fell to the ground to slaughter the people in front of them.

"It's a massacre......

Looking at this unsightly battlefield, Zhao Hongrun was anxious, because the young people of the Qingyang tribe who joined the battle, in his opinion, not only did not help the battle situation at all, but they made the whole battle situation a mess.

It's just a disservice.

Suddenly, Princess Yulong, who was not far from Zhao Hongrun's side, screamed.

He subconsciously turned his head away, and was suddenly shocked.

It turned out that there was a horse thief who had been killed three zhang away at some point, and I saw him kill a young man from the Qingyang tribe with a knife, and a crossbow in his left hand was aimed at the direction of Zhao Hongrun and others.

At this moment, Mi Jiang, who was always paying attention to Zhao Hongrun and others, suddenly appeared behind the horse thief and stabbed the horse thief with a sword.

However, even though the fierce horse thief knew that his life was not in danger, he still endured the pain and pulled the trigger of the crossbow with his left hand.

In an instant, only a whoosh was heard, and a crossbow arrow shot towards Princess Yulong.

"Not good!"

Zhao Hongrun secretly screamed in his heart that it was not good, but he was too late to protect, so he could only watch Princess Yulong, who was about to be shot by the crossbow arrow.

And at this critical moment, Zhao Hongrun suddenly saw a figure flash in front of him, and when he took a closer look, he was stunned to find out. His sixth uncle, Zhao Yuanyan, hugged Princess Yulong and protected her in his arms.

"Poof—"

With a soft sound, Uncle Zhao Yuanyan of the Sixth King was hit by an arrow in his back and shoulder.

"Six...... Uncle Wang......"

Princess Yulong stared blankly at the sixth uncle in front of her, her face full of shock.

You know, she has always felt that this Sixth Uncle has a deep prejudice against her, and she never thought of it. This extremely annoying uncle of her six kings would risk his life to protect her.

On the other hand, Zhao Hongrun was also dumbfounded.

You know, God knows which arrow will be hit, but his sixth uncle Zhao Yuanli did not hesitate to use his body to block this arrow for Princess Yulong, doesn't this mean that in the eyes of this sixth uncle, Princess Yulong's safety is more important than himself?

Fortunately, it was only shot in the shoulder blade, what if it was shot in the head?

"Could it be that the sixth uncle actually cares about Yulong very much? Those disgusted looks. Actually, he pretended to do it? But why did he do that?'

Several thoughts flashed through Zhao Hongrun's mind.

"Lord Wang!"

Zhao Yuanling's sect guard chief Wang Qi seemed to be aware of the scene that was happening here, and his face changed in fright, and he immediately killed him.

"Lord Wang, are you okay?"

Wang Qi looked at the crossbow arrow on his prince's shoulder blade in horror, and he realized that the powerful crossbow arrow had shot through his prince's shoulder and was stuck in the bone.

"It's fine." Zhao Yuanli shook his head calmly. glanced at Yulong, who was frightened, and found a few drops of blood splashed from his shoulders on her face. He wiped her away with his sleeve, and then motioned for her to leave his arms with a blank face.

Princess Yulong looked at the sixth uncle in front of her, stopped talking, and stood up obediently.

But when she looked at this sixth uncle, she was not as afraid as before, after all, the sixth uncle in front of her. Risking his own safety, he protected him.

At this time, Zhao Hongrun also pulled Una and quickly came to Zhao Yuanyan's side, and asked in surprise, "Sixth uncle, are you okay?" ”

When asking, he couldn't help but look at Princess Yulong. looked at Zhao Yuanyan with a puzzled look.

But Zhao Yuanli obviously didn't want to explain why he would go out of his way to save Princess Yulong, so he immediately changed the topic and said: "Hongrun, the Qingyang tribe is obviously not the opponent of this gang of thieves, and if it continues like this, it will be killed by the other party." …… You come to command them, Wang Qi, you assist King Su and repeat King Su's orders in the Qiang dialect. ”

Due to the urgency of the situation, Zhao Hongrun couldn't think about why his sixth uncle would go to great lengths to save Princess Yulong, so he immediately nodded and shouted at those people from the Qingyang tribe: "The warriors of the Qingyang tribe, the enemy is now, please listen to my command and fight the enemy together...... Formation! Fight the enemy! ”

Beside him, Wang Qi, the head of the sect guard of the sixth uncle Zhao Yuanyan, immediately shouted several times in the dialect of the Xuan clan.

It may be due to the identity of the honored guest, or it may be that Zhao Yuanyan and Zhao Hongrun and their uncle and nephew hunted a bear today, which made the young people of the Qingyang tribe worship them very much, therefore, the young people of the Qingyang tribe stopped the senseless sacrifice, and under the command of Zhao Hongrun, they stood in a neat row, raised the spears in their hands forward, and formed a square gate array.

At this time, almost all the tents in the Qingyang tribe were burning, and the women and children who were hiding in the shelter tents were forced to escape from the tents. ”

As Wang Qi repeated Zhao Hongrun's words again in the language of the Qing tribe, the women and children of the Qingyang tribe were protected by warriors and young people in the square gate.

The patriarch of the Qingyang tribe, Amutu, led the warriors and the guards who assisted them, and also approached this side and joined the formation, so that the fierce horse thieves could no longer wantonly slaughter the people of the Qingyang tribe.

However, this also led to the gradual gathering of the scattered horse thieves.

"Don't be afraid, as long as our formation is not chaotic, they don't dare to rush over!"

It may have been that he noticed that the warriors and young people of the nearby Qingyang tribe were a little worried on their faces, for fear that they would be killed by this group of fierce thieves after forming a formation, so Zhao Hongrun loudly comforted them.

In his opinion, the people of the Qiang tribe are brave and brave, but they lack the use of military formations, and there is no formation to speak of when fighting with the enemy.

It's a pity that the "Soldier Array", the essence of the battlefield summed up by hundreds of years of conquest in the Central Plains country, has not been mastered by the Qiang clan, so that in the previous battle, it was like a plate of scattered sand, and many people were killed by that group of horse thieves.

But to Zhao Hongrun's surprise, those fierce horse thieves also seemed to understand the threat of many warriors of the Qiang tribe armed with spears after forming a formation, and they stood in the distance one by one, as if they were hesitating to attack this formation of the Qingyang tribe.

This made Zhao Hongrun's assessment of the danger of this gang of thieves once again raised a notch.

The two sides were at a stalemate for a moment, and suddenly, the horse thieves quickly withdrew, without knowing what they had noticed.

As soon as these people retreated, a group of well-equipped infantry quickly arrived at the Qingyang tribe.

It was the Tiger Ben Janissary of the Wei State.

"Reinforcements...... It's reinforcements!'

Everyone present was relieved.

They knew that the reason why the fierce horse thieves retreated was because the camp of the Wei State had sent troops to come to their rescue.

And Zhao Hongrun was also relieved when he saw this.

But when he breathed a sigh of relief and was about to check the injuries of the sixth uncle Zhao Yuanyan, he found that the sixth uncle was pale and had already fainted due to excessive bleeding.

"Sixth uncle?"

"Lord Wang!"

Zhao Hongrun and Wang Qi were shocked.

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