Chapter 1162: Ambush in the Forest (Page 1/1)

The closer they got to the goal of this trip, the more cold Yakutsk Batlov felt, and this weather should not have ended when they set off?

In order to be able to get to Yakutsk as soon as possible, and let the horses adapt to the climate here. The Cossack Far Eastern commander Batlov left the land of the Rakshasa country before the weather warmed up.

According to his calculations, when they arrived in Yakutsk, it should be spring here, when everything comes back to life.

Two thousand Cossacks would be enough to sweep through the Far East, and if they co-opted the natives, they could further south to attack the fabled land of wealth.

But it was the opposite of what he expected, and it was as if they were going through a long winter along the way.

When I first set off, the weather in the Rakshasa country had already warmed, and the snow would melt in a few days. But who knew that the weather did not change at all on the way to the march, and there was a heavy snowstorm on the way.

If they hadn't been well prepared, that one would have left them all dead in the snow.

Fortunately, although the wind and snow are heavy, they come and go quickly. If all they have is a spare horse, everything will be solved when they get to Yakutsk.

As for the Far Easterners stationed there, Batlov did not care at all. How could the physically weak Far East be an opponent of the Cossack cavalry, they would make the Far Easterners see the form in front of them with sharp sabers and sharp spears.

The Cossack cavalry belt had very few supplies, and the people they met on the road were the best supplies. The march of robbery had been etched into their bones, leaving corpses all over the place.

Again raiding a small tribe of only fifty or so people, Batlov learned from his captives that it was already close to Yakutsk and that it would take a few more days of marching to reach their destination.

Patlov was also very excited by the news that most of the tribes from the Far East had moved between the Ice City and Yakutsk, where the Ming people had brought enough food and fine goods.

As long as you can take out furs and mountain goods, you can exchange them for materials to survive, and the people there are paying taxes to the Ming people in exchange for the protection of the Ming people.

Batlov was very sensitive to the word "tax", and the wealth was supposed to belong to the Rakshasas. The Ming people are probably the great empire of the Far East, and they dare to put it into the pockets of the Rakshasas, and they are the undying enemies of their Cossack cavalry.

Those who did not pay taxes to the Rakshasa country also deserved to die, and only by killing them in fear and the fear of killing could this group of natives recognize the reality.

The Cossack cavalry increased their march, and the tribes gathered between the ice city and Yakutsk were their best supply points.

As long as you can break into the gathering area of the Far Easterners and wreak havoc, you can attract the Far Eastern soldiers hiding in the castle.

The Cossack cavalry was the best warrior in the field, and they were never afraid of any enemy.

As long as the Cossack cavalry was still able to wield sabers, they would be invincible.

Thinking of the indigenous tribes of the Far East burning behind him, Batlov couldn't help but tremble with excitement.

Tightening the black cloak tightly, Batlloff couldn't help but sneeze.

"The weather in the Far East is damn bad!" Cursing, Batlov walked through the line and began to survey his surroundings.

The roads here are all paths carved out of the dense woods, and the narrow roads where two horses can walk side by side is already the limit.

The Cossack cavalry of 2,000 men had to pull the long line through the forest path slowly.

Batlov frowned at the dissatisfaction here, and the first thing he would do if he became the governor of this place was to have the natives build a wide road.

Such a road is too bad for a march, and it is very dangerous to get lost in the dense woods.

"Ahh A scream came from the front of the group, and Batlov's face became serious, urging his horse to the front of the group.

It was not until the front of the line that a Cossack cavalryman was seen lying on the ground, his chest pierced by an arrow and spitting out blood.

"What's going on?" Batlov asked with a bad face.

One of the soldiers immediately saluted and replied, "Sir! An arrow shot through the hapless Zoff in the woods was unlucky! Yuvsky has already led a small team to chase after him! ”

Batlov nodded with satisfaction, Yuvsky can be regarded as a defender, and since he served as the forward of the whole army, he has often won more with less. It was only a few natives who attacked the army, and there was no need to worry at all, and after a while Yuvsky would catch up with a few heads.

Yuvsky led ten soldiers through the woods, and the dense woods nullified the superiority of his cavalry.

The Cossacks, unlike the Jurchens, many of them refused to dismount and fight. War horses are their legs, and Cossacks who would not have fought without war horses abound.

Although they hunted down the sneak attackers in the dense forest, they had no intention of dismounting.

Branches hung from their black and red uniforms, and it didn't take long for several openings to appear on them.

Yuvsky cursed, urging the horse to keep up with the investors.

The attacker appears to be a single person, and judging by his fur attire, he is a native of the area.

Wounded to the point that the heroic Cossacks should die, and Yuvsky had to return with the heads of the opposing side, otherwise the Cossack cavalry would be disgraced by this.

One of the pursuing Cossack cavalrymen suddenly fell from his horse, and his horse under his crotch was caught in the leg by a patch.

The strength of this beast clamp is not small, and from the point of view of the bending of the horse's legs, this unlucky war horse must be finished.

"Damn natives!" Yuvsky had just cursed when a sharp arrow landed on the cavalryman's body.

They also have accomplices, is this a complete set?

Yuvsky's mind was turning sharply, and he quickly figured out the joints.

Not bothering to check the Cossack soldier who had been hit by the arrow, Yuvsky pointed to the side in front and said: "Brave soldiers! Follow me, let's get out! ”

No sooner had they left than a rain of arrows covered the place where they had just landed.

Yuvsky was glad that he had made the right decision, judging from the rain of arrows just now, the enemy was at least about 100 men.

Fighting more than 100 natives at the same time in a dense forest is tantamount to killing yourself.

They are indeed brave and fearless, but they are not reckless men who only know how to rush.

As long as they fight out of the woods, it is the world of their Cossack cavalry, and then the war horse will become their magic weapon for victory, and they will have the final say on whether to fight or go.

Suddenly there was a shouting and shouting in the woods, as if the whole forest was full of enemies.

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