Wuguang staggered on his horse, and was so excited last night that he didn't sleep all night. A striker is a good job, and every time you do a striker, you will grab a lot of money. At the beginning, the patriarchs almost caught fire in order to grab the position of the striker. In the end, Lao Jin decided that the Wuheng clan, Wei Mu clan, Rouran clan and other clans under his command took turns to be the forward. How much you can grab and how much you can take depends on your own ability.

The last time it was the turn of the Wuheng Clan's pioneers, they didn't grab much of anything. For this reason, Wuguang was depressed for a while, but he didn't expect that on the first day he entered the Yun family's territory, his own clan would be the pioneer. Having heard about the wealth of the Yun family before, the Wuheng people are gearing up one by one, and they are ready to grab it today. Especially the kind of pickles that the Great Elder likes, you must grab a few more jars.

The fiery red morning sun slowly rises behind him, and it looks like it's a good day today. Wuguang straightened up, ready to pick up his spirits for the heavy heist work.

Just after the Yiqu grassland, we arrived at the mountainous area. However, it is still a hilly area, and the mountain is not too high or steep. Compared with Xing'anling, the good is not a little bit. The Wuheng people live in the old forest all year round and are quite adaptable to this terrain.

In front is a canyon with peaks on either side that resemble two gateposts. The valley mouth of the black hole can only accommodate more than ten horsemen side by side, and the sun has not yet risen. The valley was dark and scary.

"Big brother, there's a valley ahead. Do you want to stop and send someone to explore the way before you go? The crow galloped to the side of the black light and pointed his whip at the valley.

"Stop and explore the way? You're stupid, if you have this time, you might be able to grab a few more villages. It's cool and rich, and it's early in the morning, and the Chinese people must stay at home and sleep lazy. If you don't take advantage of this opportunity to block it, if you run away, how much will we lose just by selling slaves, is it easy for you big brother and me to find such a forward opportunity. You can take a thousand men to explore the way two miles ahead, and the army does not have to stop and wait. Wuguang whipped the crow without curiosity, this brother is good at everything. It's just that he is too timid, no wonder Abba named him Raven.

When the crow heard the eldest brother say this, he rushed into the valley like a hound with the former Wuheng people. The sound of horses' hooves echoed through the deep valley, and in a short time it was swallowed up by darkness.

The swaggering black light commanded, and the team hung two miles away behind the crow. After a while, they also drove into the valley.

The Wuheng people live in the old forest all year round, and the lack of food makes the population not large. There were no shortage of teenagers in the team who were only thirteen or fourteen years old, and for this trip to Pingliang, Wuguang had already collected all the men in the tribe between the ages of twelve and fifty. Of these more than 30,000 people, only half of the real combat power is amazing. The rest are either old people or weak-crowned teenagers. Wuguang was not worried about encountering the main force of the Pingliang Army, and the brigade led by the Great Elder would soon set off after calculating the time. The two teams are only two or three hours away. If you meet the main force of the Pingliang Qin army, you can still deal with it in two or three hours.

After a short stretch of canyon, the sky seemed to light up all at once. It is a flared canyon with a slightly narrower entrance. But the valley is getting more and more spacious. From being able to accommodate only more than ten horses, it has gradually become no problem to twenty or thirty horses in parallel. The Wuheng people marched scattered in a family unit. In fact, along the way, they burned, killed, looted, and encountered no decent resistance.

The sun rose higher and higher, and that light mist was illuminated by the sharp sunlight. Like the snow in June, it quickly disappeared. Today is a rare good day in winter, and the sun shines on the body and the sky seems to warm up all of a sudden, although it is more of a psychological factor.

The yellow weeds swayed in the breeze beside the roadside, and the gray-brown rocks crumbled on the cliff face. Occasionally there is a magpie or two chirping, and all that remains is the dense sound of horses' hooves.

Wuguang took a breath of the crisp morning air and waved the horsewhip in his hand. "Hurry up! There are Chinese villages in front, beautiful women, sweet wine, and countless wealth waiting for us. Rush boys! A wolf-like howl erupted in the ranks, and the march was much faster.

The ravens rushed to the front with a thousand men, and there was always a hint of mist in the valley in winter. There seemed to be a black wall in front of it in the haze. The crow didn't care, the valley was getting wider and wider, and if there was an ambush, it should have been encountered a long time ago. No one's general would be stupid enough to give up the terrain in front of him.

The sunlight pierced the mist like a sharp sword, and the crow saw rows of tall carriages crossing in front of him. There were countless soldiers on the carriage, and crossbow arrows were flat in their hands.

"Not good, there is an ambush!" These are the last five words that the crow utters in his life. Before the note of the last word fell to the ground, more than a dozen crossbow arrows pierced his leather armor and pierced his chest.

The vanguard cavalry of the Wuheng tribe fell to the ground like dumplings, and some Wuheng soldiers blocked with leather shields in their hands. But at a distance of two hundred paces, the lethality of the Qin crossbow was unmatched. In an instant, the valley was filled with the sound of crossbow strings, and the screams and howls of the Wuheng cavalry.

The crossbowman's vision is affected by the sunlight, and he usually can't shoot accurately. However, the soldiers of the Yun family are all equipped with sunglasses. The thousand cavalry led by the crow can only be tragic.

Almost at the same time at the mouth of the back valley, dozens of horsemen carried large sacks of linen. With deerskin gloves in his hands, he kept reaching into the sack and spilling the triangular nails inside at the entrance to the valley. The cold light of the triangular nails in the sun is dense, and it makes people's scalps tingle to look at. The fishy smell blew along the mountain wind, making people want to vomit when they covered their noses.

These are triangular nails that have been soaked in dung and water, and if they are pricked in a person's body. Even if it doesn't kill you, it is likely to cause sepsis. Under the medical conditions of the Warring States period, this was almost an incurable disease. Even if it's Bian Que, there is a good way. If you really get this disease, it is really a matter of luck and character.

"The sun has risen, and it is estimated that the captain has already started at this time. General Ao, let's get ready too! Fan Zeng looked at the rising sun, calculating the hour, the enemy striker should have made contact with the Wei Fang. The stormy crossbow arrows are enough for the Donghu people.

"Yay! Let the monkey cubs drag the rejection horse over again. Even if the Donghu people are immortals, they can't get out. Seeing the cavalry scattered with triangular nails retreating, Ao Canghai waved his hand, and several huge flatbed carriages galloped towards the mouth of the valley. Not only did he unload many large and small stones, but he also unloaded more than 20 huge deer and a dozen smaller rejecting horses. These things were densely packed at the mouth of the valley, blocking the last hope of escape for the Wuheng people. If you want to escape, I'm afraid you can only try to change into a bird.

The morale is very successful, and the black light is immersed in the dream of a successful robbery. Suddenly, there was a commotion in the front army, and then a cavalryman with a crossbow bolt in his back hurried to the front.

"Chief, it's not good. A large number of Chinese troops appeared in front, and the crows were killed in battle. ”

"What?" Wuguang was taken aback, and did not encounter resistance from the Huaxia people along the way. I didn't expect to run into it here, but Taniguchi can only accommodate more than ten horsemen passing side by side, so why not defend there. But to set up an ambush in the open field?

But the situation in front of him did not allow him to think for too long, and "boom" a jar with fire fell from the sky. When it fell to the ground, it immediately shattered. Smoke rose and orange flames burst out. The two Donghu teenagers were caught off guard, and their leather robes were immediately ignited by the fire oil splashed on their bodies. The screams of horror quickly turned into screams, and the sound was terrifying.

This was only the first one, and the jar of oil with fire rained down from the sky. Either the black light will become a charred thinker here, or find a way to get out.

At the first time of abrupt change, the black light does not wait or rely on. shouted: "Withdraw!" ”

The team, which had been chaotic just now, became even more chaotic at this time. The whole team retreated in a disorderly manner in the direction of the back valley, and from time to time someone was lit into a fire man by the fire oil jar. The sound of screams accompanied by the noise of smoke soon replaced the sound of horses' hooves.

When you come in, you get more and more spacious, but when you run back, it gets narrower and narrower. Soon at the mouth of the back valley, the team was huddled into a lump. It's a pity that at this time, there is not much fire oil left by the Yun family army on the top of the mountain, but a dozen fire oil jars can already turn this place into a hell on earth.

The corners of Wuguang's eyes twitched, but the tea was very ten. Hundreds of his men were burned to death, and countless more were burned. The valley was littered with burning corpses, and the air was filled with smoke and the stench of burnt flesh. That's not counting his own brother who died in battle. Even, the corpse can't be snatched back.

But now the most important thing is not the corpse, but the living. More than a dozen riders finally rushed out of the valley, and just ran a few steps, but they fell to the ground without knowing the so-called screaming. And after falling to the ground, he was still screaming loudly. Under the sunlight, the ground in front of him was shining. About a stone's throw away, the road was blocked tightly by dense red deer.

On the horizon was a long line of cavalry, armed with bows and arrows, waiting for the Donghu to rush up and die.

"Retreat, kill back. It's the way to live! Seeing this, Wuguang ran back without even thinking about it. In this case, it is impossible to rush past Chen Ben, and the road will be narrow and will be filled with corpses after a while. It is even more unlikely that the people behind will rush over. It is still an open area in front of it, which is more suitable for escape.

Twenty or thirty thousand people were huddled into a lump, where it was so easy to turn, and the team was chaotic. Wuguang's order has expired, although the Yun family soldiers above their heads have no fire oil jars. But there are always stones, when a large tree that is hugged by one person falls down with the canopy. Everyone realized that they couldn't stay here any longer. (To be continued.) )