The original owner of the war horse was lying on the ground, they were only a little confused, but in the end they lowered their heads and licked the peas and salt given by the new owner. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

A small settlement, thirty-seven horses, all the wounded were killed for food.

The women and children who fled were ambushed by the tanuki, and those who did not run looked at the people in front of them with anxiety, and the women hugged the children tightly, knelt on the ground and pleaded, or hid the children behind them, thinking that maybe they would not be able to see them.

Jian Chen sighed and waved his hand: "Kill them all, we can't take them away." ”

Perhaps fearing that the people would not be able to do it, he wanted to find the scalps of the men who used them as handkerchiefs, and told them that if they did not kill them, he might become these handkerchiefs in the future.

But just when he looked down and looked for it, the screams had already sounded, and the clansman was far harder than he thought, so he didn't need to say anything.

The women did not resist at first, thinking that they might be able to be slaves, at least live. But when the sword stabbed at the child, they finally rushed towards Jian Chen frantically empty-handed, but it was meaningless.

Half an hour later, the tanuki also returned with his people, driving a dozen horses and some horse meat.

Looking at the corpses all over the ground, Jian Chen took a deep breath and said, "Burn it with the dried grass." ”

"Are there a lot of sheep in the sheepfold?"

"Eat, kill what you can't eat."

"It's a pity, why don't you go back in a hurry?"

The clansmen looked at the sheep in the sheepfold distressedly, patted their thighs hatefully, Chen Jian shook his head and said, "Kill it, as long as there is land, the sheep will have it." Go to a few people, pick up the baggage team behind, let them cut some wood in the woods, sharpen it and bring it over, and camp here at night, while the scouts continue to look for other settlements. If there are few people, go directly to burn, kill and rob, and if there are more people, they will return. ”

"A few people have run away, and they'll know we're coming."

"If you know, let's know where their big village is, and slowly move over there. People can walk on horses, but hay can't go, right? Think about it, what would you do if these people showed up while we were harvesting wheat and burned it everywhere? ”

"Go out of town and fight them."

"And so they are. Without ox carts and carriages, it would not be easy to walk. ”

In the evening, the baggage team came to this settlement that had been razed to the ground, and made the sharpened wood into deer and planted it around, and it will officially enter the grassland from tomorrow, the trees are not easy to find, and these deer bars need to be carried.

When Jian arrived at another settlement the next day, there were no more people in the settlement, only the traces of the village, and only a little hay.

At noon, a large group of people on horseback finally appeared, and they appeared to the east, but Chen Jian knew that their large village was in the north, because he had been there.

There were quite a few people who came, from children of thirteen or fourteen to old people of thirty and forty, there were more than 600 people, and it seemed that after those people fled the day before yesterday, this grassland settlement had mobilized all the men.

Chen Jian set up camp, the archers guarded the surroundings, the ox carts also served as the high platform and the side baffles, the deer were inserted around, and the soldiers shuttled through it in an orderly manner.

Those on horseback were about four or five hundred paces away from them, and the two sides were facing each other for the time being, but Chen Jian was not in a hurry, the food was enough to eat for more than twenty days, and these donkeys could also be eaten by the clan for a while.

But the other side must be in a hurry, the price of full mobilization is huge, and if the grass is not mowed, the livestock will starve in winter.

Jian Chen looked at the cavalry in the distance with a smile, turned around and said, "Rest, roast sheep, take your time." How do you feel riding a horse? ”

"It's good, it's much stronger than the horned deer, but I'm not used to it."

"How far is this from the big village we went to in winter?"

"It's only forty or fifty miles, and it's going up this river. How did they get around from the east? ”

"I'm afraid we know where the women and children are, they think we don't know where their village is."

A moment later there was a commotion from the opposite side, and some young men dismounted from their horses, gathered together with bows and arrows, while some old men and children rode their horses, spears and spears thrown around the sides.

The leader of the grief of losing his son looked at the black and white flags fluttering in the camp in the distance with resentment, gritting his teeth, but helpless.

All the settlements under his command can only make up more than 600 men, this is already the limit, if he goes to rob, he can find other tribes on the grassland to cooperate, but this kind of battle other tribes will not help, but will come to loot himself after he fights.

For a moment he regretted his decision to migrate here from the west, the most powerful tribes might have brought all the tribes together, and were no longer scattered sheep herds, so they were not afraid of these people at all...... Of course, in that case, the right of the leader will be gone.

Time is not in his favor, and he can only choose to fight. If you win, everything is good to say; If they are defeated, then let the women and children move away first, and they will stick to these people with the remnants of their clansmen, harassing them and making them unhappy. These people couldn't ride horses, they couldn't catch up with women and children, and they didn't know where their village was.

As long as there are women, horses, sheep, and at most some old and weak people who starve to death in winter, the tribe will still exist when the children grow up in a dozen years.

There is no need to say much hatred, those burned settlements are the best pre-war speeches.

The tribesmen dismounted one after another, and the horseback was only useful for harassing and attacking the router, and the cavalry, which had no stirrups and could not throw spears, was unable to crush the infantry formation.

The old and infirm children, riding horses and spears with throwing spears, harassed near the camp, and they could not fight, so they could only do this.

In the camp, Chen Jian also sounded the horn, except for the hundred soldiers who guarded the baggage and made reserves, the rest of the people all took their weapons, and according to the positions they had practiced when they camped along the way, the archers were lined up in three columns, facing the front.

"White horse, take people to deal with those old people and children, don't rush too far, just control their spears and throw them into the camp."

The scouts came out of the rear of the camp in a group, not very accustomed to clutching the horse's mane, and the old men and children on the opposite side did not form a group, but circled in a long circle, as if trying to let the scouts chase them.

Jian Chen blew his whistle and signaled not to leave the camp too far, just protect the flanks around him, and not to attack or pursue.

The enemy on the opposite side began to tentatively move forward, and there were more than a hundred people behind the crowd, and the leader's plan was to prepare to rely on the maneuver of horses to go around to the rear of the camp after the battle.

The timing of the dispatch of these hundred and ten people needs to be grasped well, if it is early, it will allow Chen Jian to prepare early, and only when the two sides are anxious, they can immediately go around the back, which can cause chaos.

Chen Jian stood on the ox cart, four shieldmen blocking the surroundings, and as he watched the other party move in this direction in a chaotic manner, he let the spearmen go forward to a distance of six or seven paces in front of the camp, and the first group of archers who were good at archery followed behind the spearmen.

With the enemy still a hundred paces away, the archers in the camp listened to the sound of the snare drum and began the first volley.

Like locusts on the grassland, the feathered arrows fell towards the densest part of the group, and the opposite side also began to shoot back, but the angle was obviously wrong, and only a few landed in the camp.

Two rounds of salvos, more than 30 people fell on the opposite side, the old people and children in the outer circle also began to approach the camp to prepare to throw harassment, the white horse immediately rushed over with people, and after approaching, he dismounted and fired back with a bow and arrow, forcing the other party back, and then got on the horse, always maintaining a distance of forty or fifty paces, if he did not get close, he followed, and if he got close, he dismounted and shot back, relying on mobility to protect the flanks steadily.

When the distance between the main forces of the two sides was only seventy or eighty paces, a hundred and ten people on horseback in the distance suddenly maneuvered quickly from the left side of the camp to the rear.

The leader thought that it would cause Chen Jian to panic, and at least some people would be assigned to guard the back of the camp, but Chen Jian was unmoved.

As if he didn't care at all, when the hundred and ten people circled to the left side of the camp and were about to go to the back, Chen Jian beat the war drums, and the soldiers in the front line of the camp began to move forward slowly.

The leader on the opposite side was a little puzzled, shook his head and said, "What does he want to do?" Want to fight against the less than 200 people in front of me and my more than 400 people? Is this man crazy? ”

When the distance between the two sides was only about forty paces, the hundred and ten men finally circled the rear of the camp, but the archers in the camp also aimed their bows and arrows at them, and half of the archers took up their spears and lined up against the deer fence of the camp.

The plan was perfect, but the reality was different, the leader on the opposite side thought that pressing the front would make everyone in Jian Chen's house concentrate on the front, and once the battle was engaged, he would let the more than a hundred people go around the rear and attack the empty camp in the rear.

However, Chen Jian only took out half of the people to deal with the front, and those who went around the back could no longer decide the victory or defeat, because the camp was not chaotic and not empty.

The soldiers at the front of the camp followed the drums and maintained a neat formation, and marched forward twelve or thirteen paces away from the camp, scouts on either side protecting their flanks, and they were not worried.

The feathered arrows on the opposite side hit more than a dozen people, and the people in the back row immediately made up the formation, and finally approached the distance of forty or fifty paces, and the drums suddenly became rapid.

Wolf skin called out to the earliest batch of archers around him who had been practicing hard for more than half a year, and found out the stone arrows in the quiver, these arrows were heavier than the rest of the feather arrows thrown at ****, and the enemy in the **** at a short distance could make the opponent lose their combat effectiveness in a short time.

From the gap left in the ranks, he casually aimed at those on the opposite side who shouted and began to charge, the strings sounded, the arrows came out, and a row fell on the opposite side immediately.

After two quick rounds of flat fire, the horn sounded, and all the soldiers charged in five-man squads.

On the one hand, there are semi-professional soldiers who have been trained for more than half a year, and on the other hand, there are mobilized tribal members, which is why Chen Jian has the self-confidence that there are less than 200 people to deal with the first 400 people.

There was no suspense at all, and the formation full of gaps after being fired by the archers couldn't stop these soldiers who had already understood the cooperation of the five.

From the salvo to the charge to meet the enemy, there was only three breaths of time, and nearly 100 people had fallen on the opposite side.

The leader in the back looked at the battle in front of him a little stupidly, and finally realized that the other party was not crazy at all, but did not take his own person in his eyes at all!

It was as if a hungry wolf had entered the sheepfold, and his seemingly brave clansmen could not resist at all, those blue-black weapons were far sharper than the stones they used, and the leather shields they wore on them blocked the stone spears of their clansmen.

He just felt that the military formation on the opposite side was very tight, but he never expected that the gap would be so big, his own people were like toads that had been trampled by horses' hooves, and they didn't even have the ability to make horses feel tingling.

The witch spirit priest shouted: "Retreat, chief, you can't beat it, let those old people and children rush in waves, don't let those horseback riders chase after you, withdraw the light and strong, stick to them and let people report the news, the women and children move away with the sheep and horses first, and don't want anything else." (To be continued.) )