For some reason, despite the decision to attack at night, Baturu was still a little uneasy in his heart. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Therefore, after the meeting, he called the leader named Yakha to him and instructed him: "Yakha, tomorrow you are responsible for moving the old and weak people to southern Sichuan, and if we succeed in killing Sima An, I will lead my warriors to retreat to the territory of Qin......

The reason why he said this was because he knew that if they really killed the Wei general Sima An, then they would definitely be retaliated against by Wei Gongrun ferociously, and at that time, it would be difficult to guarantee that Yunan would not be captured by Wei Gongrun.

After all, so far, few of the targets that Wei Gongzirun wants to capture can be spared, unless it is a famous general of the level of Shouling Jun Jingshe of Chu State, otherwise, it is difficult to resist the attack of Wei Gongzi Run's own Wei army.

“…… And if we are defeated. Baturu pondered for a while, and sighed, "You will take the position of the patriarch." ”

Hearing this, Jacques Ha was shocked and said in a lost voice: "Great Patriarch, you ......"

Raising his hand to interrupt Jacqueha's words, Baturu said, "This is a decision I have made after careful consideration. …… Regardless of whether this trip is successful or not, I will lead the remaining warriors to retreat to Qin afterwards. If it goes well, the Qin State will grant us the title, and we should not be afraid of the Wei army with the help of the Qin army; On the contrary, if I fail, I retreat into the territory of Qin, and Ji Run's revenge will most likely be aimed at Qin, without paying too much attention to southern Sichuan, and when the time comes, you will take over the position of patriarch. ”

Jacques Ha stopped talking, but eventually nodded.

At dawn the next day, Baturu continued to climb the mountain to spy on the situation of Sima Anbu.

However, just like yesterday afternoon, Sima An's cavalry once again retracted their defensive line, and almost all of them retreated to the improvised barracks that their Wei army had built in the gourd terrain of the narrow valley.

Seeing this, Baturu was even more sure in his heart: Sima An was currently mostly focusing on the Qin general Wang Jian behind him.

In the evening of the same day, in the direction of Wei Ying, in the gourd mouth terrain in the canyon, there was a sky-high fire for some reason, and the whole shouting and killing sound reached the side of the Nanqian tribe.

After learning the news, Baturu clasped his fists together and was greatly excited.

Obviously, this is the Iron Eagle cavalry led by the Qin general Wang Jian and the warriors of the Antelope tribe, who are storming Sima Anbu.

Thinking of this, Baturu immediately gathered the warriors of his tribe in the tribe and led them straight to the narrow valley.

Along the way, the cavalry of the Qiang tribe led by Baturu encountered many sporadic obstacles, but those weak defenses could not stop the former at all, so that they were easily clashed by the former.

Seeing this, Baturu was even more convinced: the Wei army on this side was so weakly defended, and he believed that Sima An must have transferred his heavy troops to the other side.

When Baturu led his soldiers to the gourd terrain in the canyon, he saw that the improvised military camp built by Sima An was burning with raging fire.

In the light of the burning flames of the camp, Barutu saw the corpses of men and horses everywhere in the vicinity.

But what made Baturu wonder was that the shouts of killing were still in their ears at this time, as if they were still some distance away.

"Not good!"

Baturu secretly screamed in his heart that it was not good, after all, this phenomenon meant that the attack of the 'Qin Ling Coalition Army' on Sima Anbu's Wei army had failed, and it was gradually being suppressed by the Wei army.

Thinking of this, Baturu raised his arms and shouted in the Qiang language: "Warriors of my Qiang tribe, help our allies!" ”

Countless warriors of the Karma tribe also responded loudly, riding their horses and following closely behind Baturu.

Although the moonlight was hazy enough to illuminate the canyon, because the hills and trees on both sides of the road were ignited by someone unknown, two cavalry teams could be vaguely seen fighting in the distance in the gourd valley.

However, it was obviously the best opportunity to charge, but Baturu and the warriors of the Karma tribe led by him subconsciously reined in the reins and slowed down the momentum of the charge.

The reason is simple, because it was only at this time that Baturu discovered an extremely serious problem - he could not distinguish which were the 'Horn Army' and which were the warriors of the 'Antelope Tribe'.

You must know that Bo Xile's army that took refuge in Wei Gongzi Ji Run is also a Qiang tribe, and its dress is not much different from that of the Antelope tribe and the Qiang tribe.

"Who should we help?"

Not to mention that the warriors of the Karma tribe were dumbfounded, even Baturu was full of shock.

After all, after fighting a few times with the Karma Army, the warriors of the Karma tribe learned how to use "marks" to distinguish between friend and foe, for example, before the battle, they tied a cloth belt on their arms or other parts, and in order to prevent the Karma Horn Army from fishing in troubled waters, the marks of the Karma tribe changed the place very diligently, almost once a day, maybe today's cloth strip is tied to the arm, tomorrow is tied to the head, the day after tomorrow simply choose another color of cloth strip and so on.

Although such a move does not completely prevent the Karma Horn Army from fishing in troubled waters and pretending to be warriors of their Karma tribe, it can at least distinguish friend from foe to the greatest extent.

But the problem is that they don't have any agreement with the warriors of the Antelope tribe, so how can they tell which ones are the Horn Army and which are the warriors of the Antelope Tribe?

Just when Baturu and the other warriors of the Qiang tribe were stunned, they suddenly saw a 'master (i.e., officer) on the chaotic battlefield in the distance, pointing in their direction and shouting loudly in the Qiang language: "Traitor! It's those traitors of the Horn Army! They've sent reinforcements! ”

As soon as the words fell, there was a shout of cheering near this person, it seemed that the Qin Ling coalition army had sent reinforcements again, and the Jiaojiao army was defeated and retreated.

Looking at this scene, Baturu and his soldiers were stunned.

"The Horn Army? Are you referring to us?'

Barutu was stunned, and then realized that the other party seemed to be referring to himself.

"No, we are from the Karma tribe...... I am Barutu of the Karma tribe! Barutu argued loudly.

However, the warriors of the Antelope tribe did not listen to his explanation at all, and after breaking the Qiang Horn Army, they killed the warriors of the Qiang tribe, and the attack was fierce and merciless, so that with a face-to-face effort, the warriors of the Qiang tribe were sharply reduced by more than 100 people, and Barutu was so angry that he almost jumped like thunder.

They obviously came to the aid of the Antelope tribe, but they were mistaken for the Horn Army by the warriors of the Antelope tribe, and they were attacked ferociously - they were fiercely attacked by friendly forces who wanted to support, is there anything more depressing in this world?

In fact, there is, because the warriors of the Karma tribe are not able to make a fierce counterattack at all, because they know that the other party is a friendly army.

One side attacked without scruples, while the other side was bound to defend and did not dare to harm the friendly troops, which caused the warriors of the Gazilla tribe to suffer heavy casualties, and almost every blink of an eye, dozens of warriors were killed by the warriors of the Antelope tribe because they were afraid of the opponent's friendly status.

It is no exaggeration to say that in front of those warriors of the Antelope tribe, the warriors of the Qiang tribe were almost allowed to be slaughtered, so that in just a few moments, the thousands of warriors brought by Balutu fell in this gourd valley.

"Damn, you'll fight me back if you hit me again!"

Annoyed in his heart, Baturu gritted his teeth in hatred and shouted angrily: "Actun! Acton! I brought someone to help you, and you let the warriors of your tribe and my warriors kill each other?! …… Acton?! ”

In a rage, he used the scimitar in his hand to block the scimitar of a warrior of the Antelope tribe, and seeing that the other party still wanted to attack, he grabbed the opponent's left hand and scolded angrily: "Are you crazy?!" I am Barutu, the patriarch of the Karma tribe! It's not a Horn Army! ”

However, the warrior of the Antelope tribe showed a few strange smiles on his face, and said in a low voice: "Ah, you are not the Horn Army, but I am!" ”

After speaking, I saw that my left hand was raised, and a scimitar appeared in my hand at some point, cutting off Barutu's hand.

"You ......" Resisting the pain of being cut off in his right hand, Barutu gritted his teeth and pushed away the 'Antelope Warrior' with his only remaining hand, then covered his wounds, looked around in disbelief, and shouted: "Acton?!" Acton?! ”

"Not here, your old acquaintance......" The 'Antelope Warrior' smiled eerily, and then, he looked around, chuckled, and said, "Well, almost." ”

With that, he took out a horn flute from his bosom and blew it vigorously.

"Woo-woo-woo-woo-"

After only hearing the sound of three horn flutes, the warriors of the Horn Army and the Antelope Tribe, who were originally fighting, actually stopped fighting each other with a tacit understanding, and unanimously aimed their blades at the warriors of the Horn Tribe.

What's even more terrifying is that the dead bodies piled up on the ground actually patted the dust on their buttocks and crawled up.

Seeing this scene, Balutu's hair stood on end, and he finally realized that there were no people from the Antelope tribe here at all, and all the people here were the Horned Army!

He subconsciously looked around, and then he was shocked to find that the thousands of soldiers he brought with him on this trip had been slaughtered by the Karma Army and those Karma Army who pretended to be warriors of the Antelope tribe before they knew it—poor the warriors of the Karma tribe, who were still angry that they were actually killed by friendly soldiers before they died, but they didn't expect that there were no friendly troops here at all!

"Damn!"

Barutu cursed secretly, and he didn't know whether he was hurt or frightened by what he had witnessed, and he was sweating profusely at the moment.

"Withdraw! Evacuate! ”

Under the protection of several escort horses, Barutu turned his horse and walked the same way.

Seeing this, the 'warrior of the Antelope tribe', or the commander of the Horned Army, Bo Xile, licked his lips, and a slight inexplicable smile appeared on his face.

"Chase!" At the same time as giving the order, Bossile caught up with his legs between the horse's belly and chased after him.

Behind them, the Horned Cavalry shouted unintelligible words and excitedly pursued the defeated army.

"Damn Wei Jun! Damn the Horn traitor! Actually set a trap......

While galloping his horse, Baturu cursed in his heart.

So far, where would he not understand why Sima Anbu's camp was attacked, this was clearly a scene directed and acted by the Qiang Horn Army, the purpose was to lure him to the Qiang tribe to take the bait.

Suddenly, Barutu's face changed.

"Not good! When I fled back to the tribe at this time, did I not bring the Horn army with me?'

Thinking of this, Baturu gritted his teeth and shouted: "The warriors of my Qiang tribe, for the sake of the wives and children of the tribe, they are not allowed to retreat, and they are here to stop the enemy army!" These vicious dogs must not be allowed to get close to the tribe! ”

Hearing Baturu's order, the warriors of the Karma tribe turned their horses one after another, trying to stop the Karma army in the narrow valley road.

However, seeing this scene, Bosil just smiled indifferently.

"Good enlightenment, but it's a pity...... It's not too late.'

Thinking about it, he glanced up at the distance to the west.

At the same time, in the canyon outside the camp of the Qiang tribe, Sima An led more than a thousand cavalry, looking indifferently at the silent tribal camp in the distance.

"Kill! But no one is left! ”