Thousands of horses galloped, smashed the pile of silver and jade all over the ground, and stepped on the snow foam.

Since discovering that they had been attacked by the Ming army, the Mongol army was no longer as cautious as before, but rushed forward with great fanfare and as fast as possible. Now that the enemy has discovered his whereabouts, why bother sneaking around and just going straight to the point.

However, for the sake of safety, Qiermu still divided a thousand elite cavalry to charge forward, thinking that it was the vanguard, and the leader of the troops was the warrior Geshuli in his department.

Once the Mongolian people were allowed to run away, their speed was quite fast, and in less than half an hour, they had already rushed out of thirty miles, and they were less than a hundred miles away from the target Datong City. If the journey goes well, they may be able to get to the city before sunset tomorrow.

A fire was burning in Goshuri's heart, he wanted to be the first person to go south this time, and he wanted to avenge the people who were killed and injured by the attack last night, so along the way, he just desperately urged the war horse under his crotch to move forward at a faster speed, and he shouted from time to time, ordering others to keep up with his speed.

With a leader like him, the other cavalry naturally scrambled to take the lead, pushing the horses as fast as they could, and quickly plowed several black lines on the flat snow.

Suddenly, the feet of one of the cavalrymen who were rushing outside were empty, and before he could blurt out an exclamation, his body sank suddenly. And the companions behind him were in a hurry to slow down at this time, so they could only desperately strain and turn. It's a pity that it was too late, and the horses that were running with all their might couldn't suddenly drift and turn, so in a burst of exclamation, more than a dozen horsemen fell into the big pit that appeared out of thin air.

It was only then that the men behind them finally stopped their horses' momentum, but a look of horror quickly appeared on their faces. Because the cavalry who fell into the pit in front of them were already screaming at this moment.

The pit that suddenly appeared in the middle of the road was not very deep, only a little deep. But at the bottom of it is buried with sharpened bamboo spikes. Once a centaur falls into it, it will be pierced by spikes, and even if it dies without being hit, its wounds will be quite horrific.

Goshuri had also quickly stopped his horse at this time, and when he turned his head to see this scene, he was also furious. If I'm unlucky enough to get through this pit, I'm afraid the end won't be much better. Thinking in his heart, he quickly commanded in his mouth: "Quickly, save the people." ”

In fact, he didn't need to give an order, and the people next to the pit reacted after being surprised, and they all thought of reaching out or throwing down the rope to pull the people. After being busy for a while, the seven or eight people above were rescued from the pit, but the four people below were not saved. Two of them had already died on the spot from a spike piercing their chests, while the other two were only convulsing under the pit, venting their breath but not breathing.

These people were the first to fall into the pit, not only were they the first to be injured by spikes, but also many people fell from above, and they directly pressed them down, and the injuries were naturally extremely serious.

And the casualties are secondary, and what is even more fatal is that the horses under the crotches of these people who fell into the pit are all injured their legs and feet - they suddenly fall from a height when they are galloping, and even the best horses of the gods can not bear it.

Seeing this, Goshuri's brows furrowed even tighter. In the past, the Mongols sent troops to the Central Plains with two or even three horses, but this time the situation was a bit special. Because of the disaster that had struck the Yates this winter, there was already a shortage of horses, and this time they went south to take out all the horses that the entire tribe could use, and they could only supply a small number of people to ride in pairs, and it was obviously impossible for their vanguard to receive such preferential treatment.

Once the Mongolian cavalry was out of horses, it would have completely lost its combat effectiveness. So after some hesitation, Goshuri had to say, "Wait here for the wounded horse, and the others will continue with me." When he had said this, he raised his whip again, and wanted to continue to gallop his horse.

But at this time, one of the people next to him spoke: "Geshuri, you are too reckless." I know you're in a hurry, but isn't that a trap enough to keep you on your guard? This is obviously dug by the Ming people in order to deal with us, and it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no other traps in the future. If there is another accident, there will be many casualties! "This one is a warrior from the Bucket Carriage Department who helped the troops at the invitation of the Yate Division, and there are many people in this team who are from the Bucket Carriage Division, so he still has a lot of weight to speak.

When Ge Shuli heard this, his brows furrowed even deeper: "Dachang, then according to your meaning, we don't have to move?" We have been ordered to move forward to clear any possible obstacles along the way, are you so afraid of death? ”

"I'm not afraid of death, I'm cautious." Dachang replied without humility or arrogance, and then pointed to the smooth snow in front of him: "There are still hundreds of miles to Datong this way, if the Ming people dig pits everywhere, do you plan to let our warriors use their precious lives to go on the road?" ”

Of course, Goshuri knew that this was impossible, but he couldn't find a suitable word, so he had to say, "Then according to your intentions, let us stay here and wait for the army to come?" ”

"Of course not, but we should think of other ways, such as detours. Everyone knows that this road is the closest distance to Datong all the way south. And if you go around from the west, although the road will be dozens of miles away, it should be safer. ”

"Ha, the most important thing for us now is time, you actually want to take a detour?" Ge Shuri stared at the other party with fierce intent in his eyes: "I think you are worried that your people will be damaged, so you are so timid." Well, if you're scared, stay here with your Fighting Carriage Guys, warriors of the Astra Division, and keep going with me! ”

"You ......" Dachang didn't expect his persuasion to become such an interpretation in the mouths of others, and he was suddenly a little annoyed. But the other party didn't bother to argue with him, so he directly urged the horse forward. As for those Mengren from the Yate tribe, they also glanced at him and the people of the Bucket Carts tribe with disdain, and then followed closely.

As men of the steppe tribes, they always put their personal honor at the highest level. Now that they are so directly described as cowardly and afraid of death, the faces of all the soldiers in the fighting car department have become extremely ugly, although they have not followed, but the eyes that look at Dachang have become eager and eager. They don't want to be seen as cowardly and afraid of death.

Dachang was helpless, so he could only nod and shouted: "Be careful, keep up!" ”

Only then did the people in the bucket car department settle down a little and continue to ride forward. But they had just run forward for less than two steps, when there was another bang in front of them, and more than a dozen people who rushed to the top fell violently again.

Although everyone was on guard this time, half of them still fell into the pit that had been dug long ago, and the screams came again.

The face of Goshuri, who was following these people, suddenly turned pale, and he knew that this time he was indeed to blame.

The trap just now, in his opinion, may indeed have been laid by the Ming army, but it may also be dug by some Ming hunters to deal with nearby beasts. It was with the latter's luck that he insisted on moving on.

But now, when the second pit appeared not far ahead, and someone was hit again, his previous insistence had completely turned into a mistake. Even the people of the Yates tribe who had supported him unconditionally just now and were willing to follow him on the adventure had been shaken. Although they are brave and fearless, they are not willing to die in a trap just like that.

Although this road is the closest road leading directly to Datong, at first glance, it seems that the road is extremely smooth. However, in the eyes of the people at this moment, this road is no different from Huangquan Road. Because none of them knew when the third trap would appear, let alone how many traps were waiting for them.

To be honest, seeing the appearance of everyone delaying, Dachang was still a little happy in his heart. But soon, he suppressed this schadenfreude, stepped forward with a serious face, and said to the black-faced Geshuri: "We can't take this risk anymore. Isn't it better to be a day late than to lose a lot. ”

Ge Shuli took a deep breath and stabilized his mind before nodding and saying, "What you said is right, I am indeed in too much of a hurry, so let's do what you want." The facts are in front of him, and he can only accept the reality.

Seeing this, Dachang breathed a sigh of relief. He was really afraid that the other party would be rash and continue to lead people forward, and at that time, he might really have to bring his clan to part ways with him.

With an idea in mind, the group quickly turned back and headed for another, narrower mountain path. And the Mongolian cavalry who folded their horses were left behind. They will wait here for the Chinese army to arrive, and tell the truth about what happened before, so that the army will change direction.

Since there was no need to hurry, and some were wounded, they all found a leeward place to sit down and rest. A few of them even began to whisper about the changes that had happened in the past half a day, and they always felt that things were getting more and more weird.

As they were talking, they didn't notice that not far from them, more than thirty figures wrapped in white felt blankets were quietly approaching, and a few arrows with cold glow had also been aimed at them.

After about a meal, the sound of arrows burst out, and then dozens of figures suddenly rose from the snow, fiercely and quickly pounced on the defenseless Mongolian people on the side of the road. Before these Mengren could even lift their knives, they had already been pierced through their bodies by arrows, and then the white shadows who had rushed over had already slashed their knives into their necks!

In just a few moments, the more than a dozen Mongolians who remained here had all died under the raid......

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