"What about the stone walls here? And our cavalry? Ba Hai sneered: "Don't forget, these barbarians don't have iron armor, and they don't have many cavalry, so it's just a matter of hiding in the woods, and on flat ground, my fifty cavalry can tear five times as many enemies to pieces!" ”

This time Bahai's rebuttal had an effect, Tartu did not speak, and after half a ring, he whispered: "My lord, I hope what you said is right, but I remind you that any accident can happen on the battlefield!" ”

"Enough, I'm not a rookie who hasn't been on the battlefield and hasn't seen blood! Remember, I'm the leader this time, you're just the deputy! Bahai was enraged by Tartu's implicit provocative answer, and he sharply exclaimed: "Now I command you to wait here for two more days, and if you don't get it by then, you will return to Ningguta!" ”

Tartu stared at Bahai with his only eye, and after a few moments bowed his head, and began to order his bannermen to prepare for the night's camp in the stone wall. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info He had just finished giving his order when he heard the sharp shouts of the sentry on the wall: "Whoever is there, come out quickly!" ”

Tartu heard the uneasiness from the shouts of the sentinels, and he hurried up the fence to listen intently and observe carefully. The forest gave him the answer: the rustling of leaves, the murmuring of cold streams, and the chirping of mountain eagles in the distance. Tartu suddenly felt a suffocation, and goosebumps appeared on the skin on the back of his hand.

Whoosh! The sentry fell from the stone wall, and Tartu instinctively jumped off the stone wall and rushed to the sentry's corpse, only to see an arrow pierce through the sentry's right eye, and out of his skull, and a large area of red blood had been soaked. Tartu turned the body over, and his body froze suddenly!

"What's going on!" Bahai's voice came from behind him, and Tartu broke off the arrow that had pierced the sentry's skull, got up and handed it to Bahai. Ba Hai looked at it and saw that the arrow was sharp and long, heavy in hand, blue-black, and shining dark blue in the sun, clearly an armor-piercing arrow forged from fine iron.

"What's going on?" Ba Hai shouted: "Who is the person outside, how can there be such a good arrow?" ”

"I don't know!" Tartu whispered: "If it is a begging charm, I'm afraid we will never want to see the walls of Ningguta again!" With that, he rushed to the door of the stone wall.

Outside the stone wall is already a mess, only to see dozens of horses rushing out of the dense forest, the horseback is wearing fur, braided bald beggar charming, the horse under their crotch is short, but even in the rugged mountain forest is also running like flying, these beggars charming on the horseback while sweating loudly, open the bow and release arrows, they are extremely good at archery, as long as the guards in the stone wall dare to poke their heads out to shoot back the arrows, all of them immediately fell to the ground with arrows, and the arrow parts are mostly the head, chest, throat and other vital parts, many of them died immediately.

"What's going on?" Ba Hai's face was as pale as a dead man, he had just looked through a few corpses, and found that the arrows he shot were all armor-piercing arrows made of stainless steel, even if they were protected by iron armor, they could not save their lives. How could there be such a barbarian beggar-like charm, it was really strange.

"Use your shield and block the gate!" Tartu shouted loudly as he grabbed a shield and rushed to the gate, and the flag-bearers in the panic saw this and hurriedly imitated him. The rest of the men also hurried back fire at the enemy outside the wall under the protection of their shields, and shot down seven or eight horsemen, and the beggars whistled charmingly, and retreated into the woods, and the grass outside the stone wall returned to calm, leaving only a few corpses of men and horses, as if nothing had happened.

"What's going on?" The frightened Bahai shouted to Tartu: "Where did these barbarians get so many iron arrowheads? ”

"My lord, I just said that anything can happen on the battlefield!" Tartu's face had regained its calm: "I don't know where these iron arrows came from, but they must have something to do with the origin of the salt!" ”

"Hmm!" This time Bahai did not object, he walked to the stone wall, looked out through the gap, only to see patches of dense forests swaying with the wind, and the chirping of mountain eagles in the distance, calm and a little infiltrating. He turned back to Tartu and asked, "Those barbarians just ran away?" ”

"No, they're in the woods!"

"Inside the woods? What are they doing in the woods? ”

"As usual, wait for the prey to appear!"

Bahai was stunned when he heard this, and then he realized that the "prey" that Tartu was referring to himself, and couldn't help but be furious: "Do these barbarians treat us as wild deer and roe deer?" ”

Tartu didn't answer Bahai's question, he observed the situation outside through the crack in the stone for a while, and then said in a low voice: "Although these beggars have strong bows and are extremely skilled in archery, they have never fought before, we have a stone wall as a barrier, if they attack hard, they will definitely not be able to take it by killing twice as many of us." But if we get out of the stone wall, and they hide behind the forest and fire arrows, I'm afraid we won't be able to match one of them. ”

Bahai originally regarded Tartu's evaluation of the begging charming, as nonsense, but only after a glance did he realize that the sentence was true, and he didn't know where many iron arrows came from, even the armor he relied on before had gone seven or eight points of power, and the courage in his chest went six or seven points at once, he thought about it for a while, and asked: "Then we will stick to this stone fence, and wait for these barbarians to retreat before leaving!" ”

"How can this be!" Tartu shook his head: "The food we carry on us is only enough for us to eat for less than a month, but these barbarians can hunt in the forest for food, and we are certainly not better than theirs; Besides, these iron arrows are too strange, I'm afraid that there is another hidden story behind us, we have to tell the Commander as soon as possible, how can we waste time here? ”

Hearing Tartu say this, Bahai's face turned slightly red, he thought for a while and asked, "Then what should I do?" ”

"Lure these brutes out of the woods!" Tartu said: "Although they also ride horses, they are all bantams, and it is okay to ride and shoot on them, but it is not okay to sprint and fight." And I saw only arrows in them, not swords, spears, and iron armor. As long as they fight in close quarters, they must be inferior to us, and if they can hurt them, they will naturally not dare to chase them! ”

Bahai had also been in battle, and immediately understood what Tartu meant, but if this strategy was to work, the most difficult thing was to lure those barbarians out of the forest, and this meant that one of them had to sacrifice himself as bait. Before he could speak, Tartu said in a low voice: "Later, the lord will change the clothes and armor on his body with me, I will pretend to be you to lead the team to retreat first, and the lord will lead the cavalry team in the suffix, and act when the opportunity arises!" ”

Tartu's suggestion made Bahai stunned for a moment, to be honest, from the first day of acquaintance, he instinctively disliked this one-eyed veteran who was as hard and stubborn as a rock, and regarded the other party's caution as timid, but Tartu's shrewdness and generosity had proved his mistake, and shame and gratitude welled up in his heart, making his tongue stutter.

"Tower, Tartu, if I had listened to you—"

"Forget it, if we retreat at that time, we may be ambushed halfway, and there will be no barrier!" The muscles in Tartu's cheeks moved. As if smiling: "After all, anything can happen on the battlefield!" ”

The same sentence came out of Tartu's mouth again, but at this time, in Bahai's ears, it was a completely different feeling, and he nodded: "Yes, anything can happen on the battlefield!" ”

After half a meal, Tartu set out with his infantry and ten cavalry, and Bahai took his best forty cavalrymen to hide in the stone wall and lay silent. In order to avoid the enchanting arrows of the beggars in the forest, Tartu had his soldiers line up in four columns, with the shielded soldiers in the outer two columns, allowing them to carry their shields cross-body, forming an improvised barrier, with archers and cavalrymen in the middle, ready to respond to enemy raids in the dense forest on both sides.

Inside the walls, Bahai waited for a signal from Tartu. He knew very well that the key to victory or defeat was the timing of the appearance of the cavalry he led, it was too early to draw out the charming main force of the beggar column, and it was too late for Tartu to be completely wiped out. In this special state of mind, time seems to have become a rubber band, in Bahai's feeling, one moment feels that half a day has passed, and another moment feels that it has just passed, he is restless and walks back and forth, suddenly he stops, listens attentively, and the wind brings a horn.

"My lord, the road ahead has been blocked!"

Tartu looked around vigilantly, and more than twenty paces ahead, a large oak tree fell to the ground. Apparently this was the work of the beggars - a fallen tree was no obstacle to the hunters, who were accustomed to walking through the mountains and forests, but it was a great trouble for the troop that had come to collect the tribute, and their ranks had several carts for carrying the baggage and the mink that had been collected. Unless the trees were removed, it would be impossible for these carts to move on.

"Fold up the formation and line up in a circle!" Tartu jumped off his horse and raised his right hand, and the knowing soldiers began to gather around the cart, forming a circle. This small team is full of veterans, who are well aware of the fascinating ferocity of the beggars, and are ready to deal with the most ferocious attacks.

A gust of wind blew through the trees, bringing the sound of leaves rubbing against each other, and Tartu's heart almost stopped beating, and he felt an invisible hand grasp his throat, and he quickly grabbed the horn, brought it to his mouth, and blew it with all his might.

Woooooo

"Quick, quick, quick, everybody get on the horse!" Bahai jumped on his horse as fast as he could, drew his saber and swung it twice above his head, shouting, "Follow me, don't pull it down!" With that, he kicked it and flew out like an arrow.

The ambushers poured out of the woods, and it was hard to believe that there were so many people hiding in the woods, which had just been quiet and uninhabited, these beggars were dressed in all kinds of animal skins, some with braids, but many more with unkempt hair on their shoulders, looking more like a pack of beasts than people. In addition to bows and arrows, the most common weapons they used were short spears six feet long—long hilts made of thick oak, flint, bone, bronze or iron, in addition to axes, bones, and various blunt weapons, and only a few had swords made of steel, in addition to shields made of wicker and animal skins. They were like a swarm of wasps provoked by a careless traveler, surrounding the Eight Banners and attacking from all sides.

The soldiers of the Eight Banners who were attacked raised their shields and leaned back to back, while the soldiers with spears pierced the ends of their spears into the soil, firmly grasped the spear shaft, and pointed the tip of the spear diagonally upward, and the periphery of the circle immediately formed a fence of spears. Ignoring his companion who had been stabbed, the beggar in the back slashed the spear's pole with great force, trying to open a way, and some simply stretched out their hands to grab the spear and tried to pull it out. Behind these spears and iron tips, you can see the frightened and angry faces of the Jurchen infantry. Every soldier of the Eight Banners knows that there is no such thing as mercy in this primitive and harsh land, they treat the people of this land with iron and blood, and they also know that the beggar will never let go of themselves. Therefore, these strong people lined up in a dense formation, back to back, shoulder to shoulder, desperately stabbed, chopped, and arched, and when someone fell, the people behind them filled it without saying a word, like a wild boar cornered by hunting dogs.

Although the attacking side had a numerical advantage and were more ferocious, the Eight Banners had the advantage in weapons, armor, and training, and as long as they were able to maintain a tight formation and keep their backs under the protection of their companions, they were able to repel the begging onslaught until reinforcements arrived. But once again, the god of fate showed himself on the battlefield, a beggar charming, judging by his clothes and weapons, he should still be a chieftain, a chieftain, or something like that, probably because his brother or son had been killed, and he was in a state of madness, and he picked up the corpse of his companion, as if he wanted to put it aside and wait until the battle was over. But at this moment, I don't know what happened, he suddenly lifted the corpse, and threw it at the tip of the spear outside the circle, the sharp tip pierced the corpse, but it was also bent by the weight of the corpse, and before the Jurchen soldiers could draw their spears, the beggar charmed screamed, rushed in, and slashed and slashed.

The beggars around him saw it and followed his example, lifting the corpses on the ground and throwing them at the spears outside the circle, and then rushed over, and the originally orderly circle shook like a house with its walls torn down, and then collapsed. (To be continued.) )