When Lao Luo was preparing for the battle, Min Wenhou, the deputy captain of the scout battalion, rode up the dirt slope, and before he could jump off the horse, this guy shouted: "General, is this going to be a big fight?" Is there a mission for our scout battalion? ”

Lao Luo, who was staring at Gonzas's manpower, noticed this active guy, covered in dust and smoke and fire marks, messy hair coming out from the edge of the helmet, along with the half-length beard on his face, there were burn marks, and the black veil used to cover his mouth and nose was hastily tied around his neck, although he looked very embarrassed, but his eyes were still wandering around.

"What are you doing when you come back, monkey? What is the situation with the Qarluqs? Lao Luo asked a little angrily, in fact, looking at the expression of this monkey, he guessed that there should be no big mistake in the battle situation, but what it looks like still needs to be reported by the other party on the spot.

"General, the Qarluqs are all shrunken turtles......" Min Wenhou stretched out his hand to take off his helmet, but he didn't know what to think of and stopped, and continued with a little sneering on his face, "When our big ball rolled down, those Qarluqs were actually preparing to do what Fajr prayer......

"Oh? Are those rattan balls still good? "Lao Luo understands the habits of the Green Sect, although the teachings and forms of the Green Religion in this era are different from those of later generations, but the five prayers a day have not changed, according to Min Wenhou's words, it is obvious that the timing of the attack coincides with the morning prayer of the Qarluqs, which ...... Shall it be said that the Qarluqs are unlucky? Or is it too disrespectful of other people's beliefs?

"Hey, Lord, don't mention how easy those big balls are, put them down from the hillside, they are faster than the rabbits in the mountains, and they are more ferocious than the hungry tigers on the grassland...... Well, the wooden wall of the Qarluqs is at least three people high, and the big ball jumped into it at once, and the Qarluqs inside were all frightened...... "Speaking of the battle in the morning, Min Wenhou almost danced and dictated, and he could hear Gonzhas and Stan next to him also dancing with their eyebrows.

Although the soldiers of the Qarluqs were the worst of the three, they were not fools and cowards, but even the bravest people could not react when they were pressed against something they had never seen before, and it had nothing to do with courage and will, and in the face of the tent-sized fireballs that fell from their heads, they were like rock sheep on the slopes of the mountains during an avalanche......

"Is there anything wrong with those rattan balls? What about the casualties in the scout battalion? "Knowing that he has achieved a partial advantage, Lao Luo doesn't care about those results, it is natural to have a technical and strategic advantage to win, and if he loses, there is a problem, compared to the result of the battle, he pays more attention to the problems that arise in the process and the situation of the soldiers under him.

"Will ...... General, those big balls are really easy to use, but they are too troublesome to move up the mountain, and they are ...... Once pushed out, we couldn't control the direction, we transported a total of thirty-four big balls to the hillside, and when we put them down, four of them were stuck in the middle of the road, two ran into the river, and three fell apart because they fell too fast......" Min Wenhou was bragging about the embarrassment of the Qarlu people fleeing for their lives, when Lao Luo suddenly interrupted him, and then he stammered a little, "As for the casualties, on the hillside where I was, there were more than a dozen of them that were burned by fire, but it was not a big deal, and there were seven or eight unlucky ghosts who broke their feet when they came down the mountain, But there are no brothers who died in battle......"

"What's the fire on?" Don't look at Lao Luo, he hasn't stopped attacking with fire all the way, but he knows the ruthlessness of water and fire best, and burns are troubles that are difficult to heal in later generations, let alone at this time.

"It's not a big deal, just like me, my beard and clothes were burned by the fire......" Min Wenhou said with a somewhat unnatural face.

Lao Luo immediately noticed his weirdness, "Wait a while, you monkey is not honest, take off your helmet for me!" ”

"Huh? Will...... Will be the main ...... This ......" Min Wenhou reluctantly muttered incoherent words in his mouth, but he didn't dare to slow down the movements of his hands, because according to his previous experience, it didn't matter if he made a small mistake, if he added lying and deceiving it, it would be a lot of fun.

By the way, all the people in Lao Luo's team are equipped with an enlarged version of the classical helmet similar to the later Germanic Empire, except that it is not a bright metallic color but black, and there is also a spike at the top with a blackout brim in front, and the back of the helmet is covered all the way to the back of the head, and then there are six consecutive layers of folding neck guards, which is different from the traditional helmets in the East with hairpins of different colors, and also different from the Corinthian helmets with Y-shaped covered armor in the West, which can be regarded as a style of its own, It is also specially designed for Lao Luo's current production level and combat use, with the advantage that it is lighter and thinner than traditional helmets, and the disadvantage is that it will be more stuffy in summer.

Min Wenhou, who was holding the neck guard behind his head with one hand and taking off the edge of his helmet with the other, had just completed this simple action, which caused the laughter of the people around him, and even Lao Luo couldn't help it - the original hairpin on the top of this guy's head was spread out as if it had been scratched apart by some monster, especially the right half, which almost became bald.

"Well, you didn't wear a helmet when you fought?" Lao Luo put aside Min Wenhou's hand covering the top of his head, carefully looked at the traces of the fire, and found that it did not hurt the scalp, but only half of the hair was burned, so he relaxed his mood, but still asked in a serious tone.

“…… Yes, Lord! Min Wenhou didn't dare to talk nonsense, but he still explained to himself, "I was busy all night and got that big ball up the mountain, covered in sweat, and I forgot to put on my helmet when I attacked, and the result was ......."

"Phew, you lucky monkey! Be careful to turn around, your aunt doesn't recognize you, and treats you as a Khitan! Lao Luo slapped Min Wenhou's burned bald head, "Today the general is happy, he is too lazy to punish you, and next time, the whip will be doubled!" ”

"Yes, thank you, Lord! Min Wenhou will never do it again! was slapped by Lao Luo, but the depression on Min Wenhou's face was swept away, and he almost jumped up and applauded, and hurriedly buckled the helmet on his head after speaking.

Gonzhas and Stan, who were onlookers, laughed and laughed, and the tension on the battlefield vanished.

Min Wenhou didn't care about everyone's laughter, he understood very well that the people around his own master were all killing embryos, and there was nothing bad about being able to make a joke, they were all treated as their own family members who would be so undisguised, "You guys, what are you laughing at?" I don't believe that if you go to the battlefield later, it may be worse than me, especially if you are a hairy bear, you will become a bald bear if you burn all the hair on your body......"

Unable to provoke the tallest big man Stan, Min Wenhou happened to take the familiar Gonzas to open the knife.

"Stop, monkey, how miserable are the Qarluqs over there, compared to the Turks and Dangxiang people over there?" It's not that Lao Luo deliberately spoiled the fun, it's just that his responsibility is greater, and he can't help but relax like the people around him.

Min Wenhou stopped joking, covered his forehead with his hand and looked at the camp of the Turks and Dangxiang people below, and after a while, he said: "General, there are still well-preserved tents in the camp below, is it that the brothers of the cavalry school have left their hands?" The Qarluqs were so miserable that their camp was burned up by the flames brought by the orb, and none of our men dared to come near......"

"Huh? How good are that rattan balls? ”

"Yes, Lord, that ...... The rattan ball was made by the craftsmen under your leadership, and the old craftsmen in the workshop made it heavy and strong, and carried it to the hillside almost without exhausting us, but the thing was set on fire and put down the mountain, except for a few that were stuck or broken, as long as they entered the Qarluq camp, three or five tents could not stop it at all, and the Qarluq camp was like ...... It's like being smashed into an ant's nest by a stone......" Min Wenhou's expression ability is very good, and his words are vivid.

Lao Luo, who understood it, also felt a little unexpected, although he had speculated when he conceived this weapon, he really didn't expect the effect to be so good. The scout battalion was small in number and rarely carried out combat missions, this time with the right "weapons", but it played better than the large number of cavalry schools.

"Well, I see, you and Alker submit a summary after the war...... Don't be stunned, just write about what needs to be improved...... "It is necessary to summarize the gains and losses after each war, Lao Luo instantly thought of this, the weapon suitable for the times is the best weapon, this kind of rattan wood ball with built-in oil bag may be better than the self-detonating robot of later generations on the right battlefield."

"Yes, Lord!" The old rules that have been implemented since the winter, Min Wenhou knew that he couldn't avoid it, so he had to promise a little helplessly, "By the way, the general, the Qarluq people are either dead or running fast, we haven't caught a few prisoners, what should we do next?" Do you want to fight the Turks? ”

Although he couldn't see with his own eyes the tragic situation of the Qarluq people that Lao Luo could imagine, he just looked at the relaxed appearance of Min Wenhou in front of him, and he pondered for a moment, "You go back and tell Alker to arrange for a team of people to take the prisoners to the rear camp and hand them over to Siddec Nord, and the others will return to the main camp to rest...... In the afternoon, or a little later, arrange for someone to go around the three camps and explore their rear! ”

"Yes, Lord! That...... The Turks ......" Min Wenhou still thought about participating in the big scene of fighting the Turks. The early morning battle was so fast that it felt a little unreal, and the guys in the scout camp felt a little ...... It's not fun, otherwise there wouldn't be a few unlucky ghosts who would have lost their feet in order to catch the captives quickly.

"Shut up! Execute the command! I don't care about you! Lao Luo's eyes widened, the military order did not allow for bargaining, and in the face of possible reinforcements from the Turks, the scout battalion suitable for beating the side drum could not play anything.

"Yes, Lord! I'll get out! Min Wenhou suddenly became honest, and rolled on his horse with a promise.

"General, the Turkic team seems to have stopped...... "Gonzas, who never stopped to look into the distance, put down his binoculars and reported to Lao Luo with some solemnity.

Lao Luo hurriedly raised his binoculars and looked into the distance, indeed, as Gonzas said, the Turkic reinforcements stopped at a position of nearly three thousand meters, where there was a Turkic support camp, and from the position where he stood, he could only see a dozen Turkic moon flags, the figures were not much bigger than ants, but they were lined up in a row, and almost everyone could be seen on horseback, and there was no large siege equipment - such as return guns, bed crossbows, or ballistae......

He had a question in his heart, Mahmoud should be there, right? What exactly does he want to do?

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