When Wang Lang heard the news, he was shocked, and hurriedly asked, "How many people are coming?" ”

"Almost a thousand." Said the cavalryman.

"A thousand, so many people, Lang, what should we do, there are too many of them!" Lin Huo said with some panic.

Wang Lang frowned, a thousand-strong army could already be said to be incomparably large in this era, he didn't believe that with the ability of the Fire Tribe to support such a large army, even if it was to add another tribe.

"Do you see clearly, are they all soldiers with weapons?" Wang Lang asked.

The soldier was stunned for a moment, and after carefully recalling for a while, he shook his head and said, "There are only a few hundred people with weapons, and the rest are people carrying food on their backs. ”

Wang Lang said secretly: "That's true. I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Lang, what's going on?" Lin Huo asked.

"Those who carry food on their backs are probably their slaves, these slaves don't worry, there is no threat to us, it seems that this time the Fire Tribe wants to destroy us in one fell swoop, and actually sent an army of hundreds of people to attack us." Wang Lang sneered.

"It's only a few hundred, it scares me, there are hundreds of soldiers on our side, they are looking for death!" Lin Huo said with a smile.

"You two, rest well, and we'll take care of the rest." Wang Lang said to the two weak cavalrymen.

"Chief, we're fine, we can still fight." One soldier struggled to do so.

Wang Lang shook his head and said: "Your task has been completed, your next thing is to rest and recover your strength, the enemy will still have a while to come, rest well, I still count on you to kill a few more enemies." ”

The two horsemen nodded reassuringly, lay down on the straw mats, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

Wang Lang left the two of them to take care of them and left here with the others.

"Lin Huo, prepare supplies now, and gather the army to rush to Linhe early tomorrow morning." Wang Lang instructed Lin Huo.

"Yes!" Lin Huo saluted Wang Lang and hurriedly led people to prepare.

After so many days of preparation, both food and weapons were ready, Lin Huo went to the warehouse where the weapons were placed, and ordered the bundles of arrows to be carried to the cart.

After a busy day, three deer carts loaded with food and weapons were placed at the city gates, ready to leave for the front.

The availability of vehicles made it possible for the tribe to sustain large-scale warfare, and the heavy rattan armor did not need to be worn before the battle, allowing the soldiers to have sufficient physical strength to arrive on the battlefield.

Early the next morning, the assembled army, lined up in a neat line, marched towards the north in a mighty way.

Wang Lang knew that as long as he won this war, his tribe would become famous in the entire grassland, and in the future, the situation would be reversed, and he would shift from strategic defense to strategic offensive.

Two days later, reinforcements arrived at the foot of the riverside city.

The sentries on the city wall looked at the neat army under the city wall, and their confidence suddenly soared.

"Is this the army of our tribe?" A sentry said with a little trembling excitement.

"Nonsense, don't you see that the leader is there? Go and open the door. A soldier python said.

The city gate opened, and the big and small leaders near the river hurriedly rushed out to welcome Wang Lang's arrival.

Jianya looked at the majestic army in front of him, and laughed: "Lang, we have such an army, we will win this war." ”

"We must not underestimate the enemy, this time the enemy is attacking on a large scale, and we must go all out to annihilate the enemy who has come to attack." Wang Lang said solemnly.

"Don't worry, the army of Yancun plus the army of Linhe will definitely not have any problems." Jianya said confidently.

"Dark clouds, how is the grain reserve situation on this side of the river now?" Wang Lang asked.

"The grain was stored enough for us to last a long time, and the animals were all driven into the fence, but the newly planted corn outside, I was afraid that it would be destroyed." Wuyun said slowly.

"Don't worry about this, this time we are not defensive, I want to completely annihilate the enemy on the other side of the river." Wang Lang said.

The arrival of the army suddenly made the riverside much more lively, and the people who were originally panicked felt extremely relieved after seeing the true strength of their tribe.

The slaves who had escaped, looking at the approaching army, really realized why the tribe in the east was rumored to be protected by the gods.

Two days later, a puff of dust rose from the western steppe, and a dozen horsemen galloped towards it.

Seeing Kong Er's arrival, Wang Lang hurriedly sent someone to pick him up.

"Where is the enemy now?" Wang Lang asked.

"Back to the Chief, the enemy will be here almost tomorrow." Kong Er said.

"How is the enemy's armament!" Wang Lang asked.

"Most of the weapons are stone axes and wooden spears, but I have seen archers among them." Kong Er said.

Wang Lang was taken aback, and hurriedly asked, "Archer, what kind of bow and arrow can you see clearly?" ”

"You can see that their bows and arrows are very rough, just a bent log tied with straw rope." Kong Er said slowly.

Wang Lang frowned, and said secretly: "I didn't expect these people to have such a strong learning ability, and they learned the bow and arrow through a war, it seems that these people can't stay, or they will inevitably have endless troubles in the future." ”

"You go down first to rest, recuperate enough energy, and fight bravely tomorrow to kill the enemy!" Wang Lang said to Kong Er.

The quiet time ends with the sun rising the next day.

Before dawn, the army of the salt tribe crossed the river and lined up on the opposite bank, waiting for the arrival of the enemy.

Two spear phalanxes were located on both sides, and more than fifty archers lined up in three columns in front, and Wang Lang asked Kong Er to run aside with the cavalry and hide.

The army near the river was handed over to Jianya to command, and he waited for the opportunity to move.

Little by little, at noon, the enemy finally appeared on the distant horizon.

Seeing the enemy coming, Wang Lang shouted loudly: "Archers prepare." ”

In ancient wars, there was a saying about archers that "there are only three shots in battle", after shooting three rounds of arrows, the archers are of little use, Wang Lang only hopes that these three rounds can cause a lot of damage to the enemy.

As the enemy approached a little bit, everyone became nervous.

"Elder Toto, is it the weak tribe in front that defeated you?" A bearded man said to the old man named Toto, his eyes full of mockery.

"Abahai, what do you mean!" A strong man beside Toto said with an angry glare at him.

"It's not interesting, I guess the people of your Fire Tribe are too weak, and the gods are no longer protecting you, so that an opponent like this can't beat you." Abahai sneered.

"You...

The brawny man tried to refute, but was stopped by Toto.

Looking at Abahai, Toto did not have the slightest anger on his face, and said with a smile: "Now that your flower tribe has formed an alliance with us, I also hope that the Abahai warriors can put aside their grievances and destroy the enemy in front of us together." ”

"Hehe, don't worry, my warriors will definitely kill them all." Abahai said confidently.