(Thanks to the big tyrant "0 Bona Baichuan 0" for the reward, your ass in the Dharma protector position is not hot yet, and you are the elder of the book again!) )

According to the agreement between Hu Hansan and Yan Qing, their plan was to divide into two ways, one on the left and one on the right to attack the Hu people.

There are two advantages to this, the first is that it narrows down your target, making it less likely to be detected.

Secondly, this can form an encirclement, so that no fish can slip through the net, and it can also put more psychological pressure on the enemy.

So, in this way, Hu Hansan and Yan Qing each arrived separately into the Hu tribe.

At this time, the grassland was quiet, and the Hu people who were originally grazing outside had been killed by those scouts at this time.

When he was only four miles away from the Hu settlement, Hu Hansan gathered all his subordinates, and at this time he had to make the final pre-war mobilization.

I only heard him say to everyone: "Brothers, today the prince gave us this opportunity, so we have to seize it!" I'll show me everything you train on weekdays, and that person will cut off the most ...... heads."

After a pause, Hu Hansan continued: "You all know, Gongzi said that those who want to be promoted in the future have to change their heads!" ”

"Your Excellency, give the order quickly! Childe is still waiting for Hu Ren's head! Below, there were soldiers enthusiastically speaking.

Immediately, another person said: "That's it, my lord, if we don't do it again, the people over there will take the lead!" ”

Being coaxed like this, Hu Hansan's subordinates became excited, they were trained like dogs in the military camp on weekdays, and now they don't want to kill the enemy to prove themselves.

Hu Hansan laughed, and then said, "Okay, it's really my Hu Hansan's brother!" ”

Speaking of this, Hu Hansan pulled the reins and turned the horse's head, then pulled out his sword and pointed it to the sky: "Brothers, we are the sharpest sword in the hands of the son, kill Lao Tzu ......"

As soon as Hu Hansan's killing word came out, all the soldiers reflexively clamped their legs, and then suddenly whipped them.

For a moment, the horse's hooves roared, and the soldiers increased the speed of the impact as fast as they could.

Hu Hansan was at the front of the team at this time, raised his sword in his hand and shouted, "Long live Childe...... Kill ......"

"Long live Childe, kill ......," the soldiers shouted.

Wei Wuji, as the soul of the entire army, as the idol of all the soldiers, as the giver of power and wealth, is naturally the source of the soldiers' courage.

On the other side, the subordinates led by Yan Qing also launched a charge at this time......

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Natibu, a tribe whose name is not even known, today is a big day for their tribe.

Although they have a population of just over 1,000, they also have their own set of customs, and today is the day when they worship the gods once a month.

The Naiti tribe was really too weak, not only accepting the exploitation of the Donghu people, but also often being blackmailed by nearby tribes.

If more than ten years ago, they could have relied on slaughtering villages outside the Great Wall to replenish their consumption. Now that there are no Wei villages outside the Great Wall, they can only pray for good fortune from the gods.

But at this time, the people of the Naiti tribe, who were praying in the central clearing of the city, felt a little strange at this time, which made them feel uneasy.

After a few minutes, it dawned on them where the anomaly came from, from the ground beneath their knees, which was already shaking.

As a tribe living on horseback, they reacted instantly, it was the sound of a large herd of horses galloping.

They could even quickly estimate that there were about three to five hundred horses.

The most important thing in the grassland is killing, so their sense of crisis is very strong.

The chief of the Naiti tribe, the fierce man who knelt down on the altar, stood up and said in the tribal language: "Warriors, take up arms and step on the horses to protect your women's children!" ”

Yes, when the enemy is not clear, he directly defines the other party as the enemy.

Everyone below is in a hurry, and the weapons are okay, they all carry them with them...... But his own war horse is at home.

Looking at the chaotic scene below, a man with a broken arm standing beside the chief said with relief at this time: "Chief, I'm afraid those families are here to ask for horses and cattle and sheep!" ”

The families in this person's mouth refer to the tribes that are close to them in the Hanoi grassland, and there was such a big battle half a month ago.

Although the chief also judged this way in his heart, he always felt a little unsteady in his heart, as if he had been abandoned by the gods.

The speed on horseback was very fast, and it didn't take them a minute for them to arm themselves. Although they had already predicted in their hearts that the "enemy" would not be a real battle, they still did not dare to relax themselves.

Just when all the people who could get on their horses were ready to fight, they hurried in from outside the tribe and rode in, but they were in charge of keeping watch outside.

Just as the chief was about to ask a question, the visitor cried and shouted, "The people of Wei are here, and everyone outside is dead......

"Wei people?" The chief read a sentence, then looked to the sky, only to see a black dot getting closer and closer to him.

With a "bang", the chief lost consciousness, and a Wei Army-style feather arrow was inserted in the center of his head.

In the moment before losing consciousness, the chieftain still couldn't let go of how the tribe should continue.

"The leader is dead...... "Someone roared in the midst of the tribal warriors gathered below.

However, they did not panic, thinking that the one-armed man standing at the side of the lost chief had already taken up arms.

"Warriors, if the enemy wants to drink our blood, we will send them to hell!" The one-armed man roared.

"Kill, avenge the leader!"

At this time, the Naiti tribe was united in their hearts and had been driven to a dead end, so they had to fight hard.

But in an instant, a large black cloud appeared in the sky above the Naitibu...... It was the greeting of death.

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"Shoot all the arrows on your back......"

In the speeding procession on both sides, Hu Hansan and Yan Qing both issued the same order at this time.

This is the dispatch proposed by his own son, within fifty meters of entering the firing range, all the arrows in the quiver should be shot out, so as to give the enemy a lightning speed.

But this style of play is also called "blitzkrieg" by Childe, but there is no in-depth explanation of this name, which makes Hu Hansan also a little puzzled.

Fifty meters passed quickly, and even those who did not shoot all the arrows at this time threw down their bows and began to prepare to charge.

Soon, the teams on both sides rushed into the Naiti tribe's villages, and raised their butcher's knives against the Naiti tribesmen, who were already a little confused.

On one side are the elite soldiers who have increased their speed the fastest, and on the other side are the tribesmen who are in chaos and disorder, with little room to maneuver.

The dynamics and results of the war are obvious, and this is a one-sided slaughter.

Ten minutes later, the entire Nati tribe was killed and extinguished, replaced by the helpless cries of the old and weak women and children.

The Naiti Ministry, which has been inherited for hundreds of years, and has also struggled for decades, was removed at this time. The chief of the Naiti tribe no longer had to worry about the tribal inheritance.