The light of the bonfire was swaying the figures, almost everyone in the tribe of two or three thousand people was busy, the female leader was the honored guest of this tribe, and the sharp blade hanging over their heads, if something happened to her, then even if the horse thieves did not wipe out the tribe, the female leader's husband Rosbassitmur would do the same, not to mention her strong mother's family.

In the darkness, Ding Yi, shrouded in darkness, was raising the Mandu Sea that would directly and indirectly bring endless pain to Daming in the future - the baby girl's hand groped on Ding Yi's face, far more pleasant than her mother's crisp laughter, flowing in Ding Yi's ears, she didn't know that Weishenme pulled Ding Yi's ear, and then kissed him on the cheek, with the baby's milky saliva.

Like a bean of starlight in the middle of the night, Yu Dingyi's heart was covered by the night, and he tore the black curtain.

Every time, at the end of the holiday, when he was about to return to the army from the home of his Mongolian comrade-in-arms in Tongliao, his sister hugged him so gently, kissed him on the cheek and sent him to board the bus, constantly waving, cold red face, warm smile, until the bus disappeared from view.

He hugged Manduhai in front of him, she spit bubbles, she couldn't see how heroic and strategic, she couldn't see how brilliant she was, just a little baby, Ding Yi could hold her for a long time and effortlessly with one hand, and in such a late night, she had been laughing happily, and seemed to be more comfortable in Ding Yi's arms than in her mother's arms.

"Look at your luck." Ding Yi let out a long sigh and said this to her, she still smiled, and stroked Ding Yi's face with her fat hand. He stood up with her in his arms, walked over to Battle, who was directing the stumbling ropes, and said to him, "I need a quiver." ”

Ding Yi carried her around her waist. That little weight is not enough for him.

But if she is attacked from the side or Ding Yi falls to this side, then she will hardly be lucky, so Ding Fang tells her to see her luck.

The people of the tribe are still busy, and how to deal with cavalry may not be too strange to people who grow on horseback. There were children in their early teens who moved between the tents with soft bows, and were loudly reprimanded by women and old men to hide behind some obstacles. In fact, once a horse's hooves step into the tribe, these obstacles don't necessarily provide little protection.

After midnight, the people of the steppe didn't seem to be very good at civil engineering, and all they did was build something up to rely on when archery. Pull a few tripwires, and then people stop what they are doing. Nervously hiding where they think it is safe. And the Warat warriors under the female chieftain. Except for the necessary sentinels, the others are almost no different from Ding Yi:

Go to bed.

The female leader patrolled the surroundings with a scimitar in her hand, but she walked around but her heart was tightened.

Ding Yi disappeared, and along with her daughter!

She touched the horns around her waist, but heard Ding Yi's voice sounding beside her: "Do you want to take it back?" ”

Looking back, she found that Ding Yi was sitting in the shadow of the big stone between the tents. In a two-foot-deep pit that had been dug at some unknown time, the new earth dug out was carefully sprinkled all around, and he held the quiver containing her daughter in his left hand and the long knife in his right hand on his lap. Ding Yi didn't even open his eyes, and the man in the crook of his arm had slept unusually sweetly.

"Nope." She just said this, without thanking Ding Yi, without compliments, let alone coquettishness, she is not a woman who is good at bowing her head.

Ding Yi didn't speak either.

"The friend you're trying to help is a man? Or a woman? A man, right? Is he your answer? She suddenly asked such a string of words, what Ding Yi said before, she remembered very clearly.

Ding Yi still didn't speak, and the baby in the crook of his arm purred softly.

She turned around to leave, but heard Ding Yi speak: "He's my friend." ”

"I see." She nodded, and left with the shiny scimitar in her hand.

It was getting darker and darker, before dawn.

Normally, people sleep most soundly at this point in time.

Ding Yi opened his eyes, pulled the water bag and took a sip of water, the Mandu Sea in the crook of his arm was still asleep, Ding Yi gently put her in, and then moved the quiver containing her to his waist, because he had seen Battle put his ear on the ground for a long time, and then straightened up and gestured at the people around him.

Blue wolf, it's finally here.

There should still be a considerable distance away, the sound of horses' hooves has been sounded, and those who have not personally faced the charge of the war horses will not feel this kind of horror, and people hundreds of years later, even if they stand on the six-lane highway in the opposite direction and face the traffic of the Spring Festival, they will not be able to experience this horror - because after all, they are only facing six cars, and if they can run to the green belt, they don't even have to see death.

Three hundred knights are the gallop of nearly a thousand war horses, first like thunderous hooves, then galloping smoke and dust, subtle sand and gravel mixed with the roar of war horses, in the faint moonlight like a demon who has opened the gates of hell, there is nowhere to escape, there is no green belt, no one will stop, the running war horse is to knock down the enemy, and then the iron hooves step through the enemy's body!

Ding Yi knew very well that this group of horse thieves weishenme did not cover the horse's hooves, because there was no need, this hoof sound was like a spell, enough to break the resistance Zuihou a little fighting spirit, although in the first half of the night people had been arranged, but there were still people in the tribe began to flee.

Pastoralists are also human beings, and they are also afraid.

The first to flee was a family of seven, both young and old, riding in pairs, and driving dozens of cattle and sheep, and before the horse thieves set foot in the camp, they seized the camp from the northwest, and they even waved their knives to drive away the herdsmen who wanted to persuade them: "Get out!" We're going to the child's grandfather, no one will try to stop us, we'll protect ourselves! With the swing of the old man's scimitar, several of his teenage grandsons also immediately drew their soft bows.

So they left.

Ding Yi shook his head, the female leader was not a veteran of leading troops in battle after all, he saw that Battle had just bent his bow and wanted to shoot the old man down, but the female leader pressed his longbow. Ding Yi couldn't help but sneer, if it is possible for the truth to develop in the bad side, then it will develop in the bad direction. Now, that's just the beginning.

Within ten breaths, the iron hooves of the horse bandits had not yet approached, this time there were not only one family, but at least seven or eight families, some of them drove their cattle and sheep to the northwest, and some of them went to the northeast, it seemed that this was a cursed place, as long as they could escape from this place, they could let themselves and their families survive.

That's the power of horses' hooves. It preemptively caused cracks in the defenses, and then cracked.

The female leader's guards are only a few dozen people, where can they stop so many herdsmen who are determined to flee for their lives? As for the little Khan of this tribe, he did stand up, but the whole tribe was in chaos. Seven or eight herdsmen are sixty or seventy people. They were all wealthy people in the tribe. There are three or four hundred cattle and sheep in a few households combined, and it is chaotic for a while.

Then there was a lot of clanging of bowstrings.

In the darkness of the night, a rain of black arrows covered it, and many herdsmen in the southeast who stood up from their hideouts to see the bustle immediately screamed and fell. The female leader had no time to pay attention to the herdsmen who were about to flee for their lives, and hurriedly ran to the southeast with her men. Preparing to meet the horse bandits, the seven or eight wealthy herdsmen escaped from the tribe as they wished.

Ding Yi sneered, will this tribe be destroyed in the hands of horse bandits. Or it is still unknown, but there is only one fate for these escaped herdsmen, and that is death. For these herdsmen, who generally suffer from night blindness, there is nothing to escape from the hands of the horse bandits, whether it is the head of the guard under the female leader who has served as a thousand-commander, or Ding Yi's judgment, it is the same conclusion.

The tripping horse rope played a role, the first batch of seven or eight horse bandits who rushed through the wooden fence, the war horse neighed to the ground, and the knight flew out like a projectile, but what surprised Ding Yi was that only one of these horse bandits with torches fell out, and did not move, and the other few people actually rolled a few times when they were about to land, and after unloading the force, they turned over and got up, and roared with their shields and knives to cut off the tripping horses.

Ding Yi didn't know how they did it, maybe he expected that there would be a stumbling block, so he deliberately slowed down the speed of the war horse; Maybe it's their equestrianism and reflexes that really reach this unbelievable state because they have been on horses all year round. Not only Ding Yi, but also the herdsmen who were guarding near the tripping horse rope and should have fired arrows when the horse bandit fell, were also stunned, until the horse bandit rushed closer, they woke up like a dream, but the bright scimitar had already slashed at them.

As soon as the female leader and her guards shot a round of arrows at the horse bandits, there was the sound of horses' hooves like drums in the southwest, and this time the horse bandits did not fall into the darkness, nor did they step directly into the camp, they held torches, at least seventy or eighty horses like a fire dragon, and galloped around the tribe, and then they threw the torches in their hands into the tents in the tribe.

The little sweat of this tribe gritted his teeth in anger, he could no longer bear the slaughter of his tribe by the horse bandits, and immediately jumped on his horse, and twenty or thirty horsemen with bows and arrows followed him and chased after the horse bandits, and it seemed that they were so heroic, they bent their bows and arrows in the gallop, and in the darkness, it was visible to the naked eye that two or three horse bandits with torches fell from their horses.

But all this is of little significance to tonight's tragedy.

The horn sounded in the southeast, and Ding Yi frowned, if he was not mistaken, the seven or eight triphorse ropes had been cleared;

And the horse bandits running around the camp continued to throw torches, so that not only the southwest of the tribe was on fire, but also the northeast side of the tribe began to burn, and of course the little Khan and his warriors shot down three or four more enemies in the process, but to no avail.

However, the female leader seemed to have finally heeded the advice of the leader of her guards, and was no longer tired of running for her life, and she waited with her dozens of horsemen to the southeast, followed by nearly a hundred young herdsmen of this tribe. And at this time, there were no herdsmen who wanted to flee for their lives, because the horse bandits who were running around the camp were in front of them, and they obviously did not just dissuade everyone from leaving, as the little Khan of the tribe did, but would speak with the blades of their blades. But in the burning tents in the southwest and northeast, the cries and screams, the panicked people rushing out of it, and the frightened cattle and sheep scattered in all directions, had caused confusion to the whole tribe.

Ding Yi had no other way than to smile bitterly, people were not as good as heaven, and he couldn't imagine that he would fall into the siege of horse bandits with the Wara herdsmen. He just poured a few buckets of water, goat's milk, etc. around him before he searched for a few stinking quilts, which may be a chance to save his life.

He would never give up easily. (To be continued......)

PS: Let's count the votes, the officials......