Chapter Twenty-Eight: Heavy Casualties

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The twilight was deep, the moon broke through the clouds and sprinkled the light, giving the night a little light, and the outline of the camp by the river in the distance had appeared, and the Wuzhu rushed to the camp with four hundred cavalry.

A centurion beside him sensed that something was abnormal, and immediately reminded: "My lord, something is wrong with the situation, we have such a big movement and the people in the camp have no reaction, this can't help but make people suspicious!" ”

Wu Zhu laughed loudly: "Hahaha, this just shows that Qin Dong and his people are really tired from traveling these days, don't say anything, now they have to send arrows, Erlang, light the torch and kill with me!" ”

The movement of the four hundred cavalry galloping together was definitely not small, the rumbling of horses' hooves shook the open fields around them, the earth was shaking, the women and children hiding in the camp were trembling, and the old people hiding behind the carts were all pointing their bows and arrows at the front under the command of Muren, they were also young, and they also fought on horseback, but now they are old and weak, they can't get on their horses, and they can't bump on the horses for a long time, but they can still shoot arrows with bows, and they are experienced in battle, and calm and calm.

"Steady, steady, wait for my command to shoot arrows!" Muren shouted as he hid under a carriage with a bow and arrow, but the cavalry led by Wu Zhu did not hear this sound at all because of the loud sound of galloping.

The enemy was getting closer and closer, and the speed of the gallop was getting faster and faster, and the old people seemed to see the fierce faces of the enemies in front and the glittering spikes on the maces.

The rumbling roar muffled a qiē sound, followed by the loud shouts of the cavalry, which were a common tactic used by the Hun cavalry when attacking, and loud shouts could distract the enemy's attention and mind, making the enemy cowardly and collapse in this shouting. It's just that their opponents are also Huns this time, and Mu Ren and the others will certainly not be frightened by this shouting to pee their pants.

The Hun cavalry dispersed under the command of the Wu Zhu, they did not have a strict formation, and rushed towards the gate of the camp with torches in their hands.

Suddenly, when rushing to a position fifty meters away from the camp, the front cavalry fell together, and the unlucky Wuzhu adults were not spared, after the cavalry in front of them fell, the cavalry behind was still galloping, and they didn't have time to stop their horses, and they also fell into the trap pit, and the Hun cavalry stopped after four consecutive rows of cavalry were planted in the trap pit.

The screams, the sorrowful screams of the war horses, and the cries were intertwined, and it happened that the attacking Hun cavalry was still holding torches in their hands, providing shooting targets for the old people led by Mu Ren, Mu Ren stood up and said loudly: "Get up, shoot!" ”

Under the command of Mu Ren, the old men who were facing the enemy stood up together and shot the arrows in their hands, then squatted down and bent their bows and arrows, and then stood up and shot out, only to hear the panicked screams of the cavalry under Wu Zhu, which came in waves.

Wu Zhu hid in the trap pit and hugged his head, he was completely overwhelmed, and the cavalry under his command had been stunned by the sudden rain of arrows at this time, and suffered heavy casualties, the cavalry behind began to disperse and gallop along the fence of the camp, throwing the torches in their hands into the camp, the torches were thrown in, but they did not burn, because the carts and tents had just been drenched with water, and the cavalrymen who threw the torches wanted to ride away but were fatally hit by the arrows from the camp, and they scrambled to plant them from their horses.

Without the command of the leader, Wu Zhu, his cavalry was completely disorganized under this blow, unable to organize an effective attack, but was killed and wounded by the bows and arrows of the camp.

After a period of confusion, there were already centurion-level officers who gathered their men and began to attack the camp, they galloped around the wooden fences, and from time to time they shot arrows at the camp from their horses, but most of these arrows were fired on the wet carts and tents, and caused little damage to the people in the camp.

Wu Zhu finally crawled out of the trap pit, and tore one of his cavalrymen off his horse and got on his horse himself, with an arrow stuck in his shoulder armor, which was the masterpiece of the old people in the camp just now.

He gritted his teeth and endured it, and when he got used to it, he found that the horse trap and the front of the camp were full of horse corpses and human corpses, and in less than a quarter of an hour, he found that his men had suffered nearly two hundred casualties, and the horse trap in front of the camp alone had cost him a hundred cavalry, and now from time to time people fell from their horses and died.

Wu Zhutong guò fell on the light of the torches in the camp and found that there were several layers of board carts behind the wooden fence of the camp, and the entrance was also blocked, and it was impossible to rush in in a short time, so he immediately ordered loudly: "Retreat, all retreat a mile!" ”

Wu Zhu retreated with the remaining two hundred people, and regrouped a hundred meters from the front of the camp, Wu Zhu stood at the front of the team and shouted: "Warriors, can't our four hundred iron cavalry break through a defense with only one hundred men; Impromptu camps? Sons and daughters, rush again, and shoot arrows to kill some of the people inside after you get closer, so as to reduce the threat to us! Then they rushed into the camp and killed all the people inside, leaving only the women! ”

A centurion hurriedly said: "My lord, don't do it, you can't fight like this again, my lord!" The camp was surrounded by wooden fences and horses, strong and sturdy with spikes, our horses could not be skewered or they would be skewered into meat skewers, and there were a large number of wagons behind the wooden fences blocking the passage of impact, and we could only be shot by them after we rushed over, but it was difficult to shoot them! Now the only way is to send someone to prepare the lasso to rush over and throw the lasso on the wooden fence and the cart, and drag away these obstacles that stand in the way, as long as these obstacles are removed, the camp will be breached! ”

Wu Zhu was originally very angry that this centurion actually hesitated to give his order, but after listening to his advice, his eyes lit up, and he felt that this was a good way, so he was overjoyed and said: "Okay, this is a good way, immediately go and prepare the lasso, arrange for someone to tow away the wooden fence and board cart, and the others prepare, and after the obstacle is dragged away, immediately kill into the camp, and leave no armor!" ”

"Yes, sir!"

In the camp, Mu Ren was informing the old people of the results of the battle just now, and encouraged them to hold on, the large number of horses and corpses of people outside the camp made these old people feel very accomplished, you must know that they can no longer fight on horseback, they did not expect that they would be able to kill so many enemies in this way, this situation was something they had never expected, so they admired and aweed Qin Dong even more for this centurion who arranged this qiē.

The sound of horses' hooves sounded again, and someone shouted: "My lord, look, the enemy is coming!" ”

Makihito stood up and lay on the shuttle bus and looked ahead, looking at the torches left on the ground by the enemy in front of the camp in Guò, he saw a group of cavalry rushing towards him, but when he reached the pit in front of him, he went around to the side, and ran back again, one after the other.

What is this for? Then the shepherd heard a slight sound, and before he could figure out what was going on, an old man cried out, "My lord, no, they want to put a lasso on the wooden fences and pull them down!" ”

Makito was taken aback, and when he looked closely, he found that there were several ropes that were attached to the stakes of the wooden fence, and the knights, who were running back, were desperately dragging the wooden fence with their horses.

With a "boom", the wooden fence in front of the camp was pulled down, and the whole thing was dragged away by seven or eight cavalrymen.