In the vast savannah, as soon as the sky turned white, the eagle had already begun to soar high in the sky, its sharp eyes scanning the earth, looking for edible prey to fill its belly.

A horn sounded in the Tara tribe, and the long horn sound woke up many of the herdsmen who were still sleeping, and they successively put on their leather armor, brought weapons, and led their beloved horses to the square of the Tara tribe.

The weapons of the Mongols, bows and arrows are naturally indispensable, and there are shields with scimitars or straight knives, or shields with bones, these are standard, and almost all Mongolians are equipped with weapons like this.

Of course, there must be other special weapons, such as riding spears, maces, daes, and so on.

Among them, scimitars and straight knives are equipped with shields, which are the most widely used.

The Mongol scimitar was a unique piece of equipment for the Mongols, crafted by them themselves.

The center of gravity of the scimitar is forward, which is easy to chop and more suitable for immediate chopping.

The center of gravity of the straight knife is balanced, which is conducive to grasping and has good controllability, whether it is stabbing or scratching or cutting.

However, when using a straight sword, there will be a knee-jerking movement, and in the case of high-speed conflict, the sword will be plunged into the enemy and taken away, causing you to lose your weapon.

The scimitar slashes with less effort than a straight sword, because the scimitar can still keep the cut after touching the target due to its low resistance, which is actually similar to a sawing action.

From the point of contact, to the tip, the entire blade can be cut. The slash of the straight sword is carried out only by the part that makes contact.

As a result, there were many more Mongols who liked scimitars than straight knives.

However, whether it is a scimitar or a straight knife, there is no effective armor-piercing effect, which is why the bones appear.

The original name of the bone flower is guanidine, which is falsely known as the bone flower, and is also known as the flower bone flower.

This weapon resembles a hammer, with a heavy iron weapon in the shape of a garlic or calamus mounted on the wooden handle, and the enemy is hammered by gravity.

The user needs to have a greater strength to use, because the hammer method can be hard smashed, hard frame, so there is a "hammer, stick will be invincible" said, the main techniques are shabu, dragging, hanging, smashing, cover, beating, cloud, punching, etc.

It has an extraordinary effect on armor-piercing, and is one of the favorite weapons of some Mongolian warriors, and Jinkala's weapon is Guduo.

Because Mongolia lacked iron materials, most of the few iron materials were used to make weapons, so that the armor could only be leather armor.

There are very few people in small tribes who can have iron armor, and most of the people who can wear this iron armor are the leaders of some tribes.

Only large tribes possessed slightly larger quantities of iron armor, because only large tribes were vigorously developing trade, trading with merchants to obtain iron materials to forge armor.

And bows and arrows and horses, not to mention, are the glorious weapons of Mongolia that can stand at the top.

Every Mongol has been exposed to horses and bows and arrows since childhood, and none of the herders have some fairly good riding and archery skills.

Historically, horses have always been loyal companions in human daily life, trade, and war, especially Mongolian herdsmen regard horses as their most loyal companions.

Mongolians love horses very much, and even regard them as one of the most worshiped idols, "Shenjun", so horses are a sacred animal in the minds of the steppe people.

The old herdsmen all said that horses are spiritual animals and must be treated well. The elders should severely reprimand those who did not care for their horses and used them indiscriminately, and at the same time taught how to train the art of giving birth to large horses.

In particular, those horses with characteristics, such as pure white horses without a single miscellaneous hair, and horses with special patterns and coat colors are loved and valued by their owners.

At the same time, the local herdsmen believe that the horse is a messenger sent by the heavens, which symbolizes the beauty and richness of the grassland, the courage of the herdsmen, and the blessing of the herdsmen's life to be more prosperous and strong.

Therefore, horses with this characteristic can not be put on a pole, not saddled, and cannot be ridden from an early age, and it is regarded as a sacred horse of the local grassland.

Moreover, the Mongols also used mare's milk as a holy thing to ward off evil spirits. For example, the old mother sprinkled sour mare's milk with a spoon to the sky, wishing the children and relatives and friends a safe journey.

In just half a cup of tea, more than 200 herdsmen gathered in the square, and these were the troops who were the vanguard to attack the pillboxes in Biancheng County.

And around the square, there are also relatives of the herdsmen who are about to go on this expedition, all of whom are quietly watching the relatives in the field.

Holding his beloved mount, he stood in front of more than two hundred herdsmen, straightened his chest and raised his right hand.

"Everyone, this time, as the vanguard of the army, do you have the confidence to let the people of Yan know that we Mongols are irresistible, and what they do, under our iron cavalry, everything is just in vain."

"Yes!"

The herdsmen in the field replied loudly, all with a look of course.

Nodding with satisfaction, Jin Qila's right hand clenched, and said righteously: "We, we are born people, let us bring our fear to those weak Yan people!" Let them see once again how powerful our immortal people are! ”

"Kill! Kill! Kill! ”

More than 200 herdsmen in the square and other herdsmen outside the field all raised their weapons and pointed to the sky, making a deafening shout, swearing the majesty of the immortal sky.

As Jin's right hand pressed down slightly, the herdsmen gradually stopped shouting.

"Let's go!"

After all the herdsmen quieted down, Jin Kela didn't talk nonsense, and directly gave the order to set off, and he took the lead in turning over his horse and beating his horse to go out of the tribe.

More than 200 herdsmen also turned over and got on their horses one after another, following closely behind Jin Kela.

The relatives outside the square picked up the milk tea, threw it into the air, and then folded their hands together to bless the herdsmen who traveled, hoping that they would all return safely.

And just outside a tent near the square, Bayar and the others were all watching all the Jin's every move.

Seeing Jin Kela and the others gradually moving away, Bayar glanced at Battade and the others, and put his hands behind his back.

"You guys also go and prepare, remember to get more carriages, I don't want to leave a large amount of grain and grass in Yan Country because there are no things to load."

"Yes, I will definitely get all the carriages away, and I won't leave a grain of grain for the people of Yan Kingdom, don't worry."

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"But Bayar, I think we should be careful, I heard that the Yan people who are now attacking with our medicine are much more powerful than before, and they have wiped out all the bandits in their own county."

Ba Taide replied silently, and then put forward an opinion, for this next-door neighbor, after so many years, the Tara tribe in the border city county is still through the news channel, and they have also heard about the recent events in the border city county.

Now that it can't be changed, it can only fully support Bayar's actions, and if you want to go to Yan Country to fight Grass Valley, you have to do a good job.

"Humph!"

Bayar snorted lightly and said disdainfully: "Even if they are much stronger than before, they are still bigger ants under our iron horses. ”

Seeing Bayard doing this, Ba Taide didn't say anything more, in fact, he also thought so, don't you think that the small border city county can still defeat them? He said this as a habitual practice, teaching Bayar.

He glanced at the other people around him, and led them elsewhere to arrange carriages and other things.

Looking at the distant Bathade, Bayar secretly clenched his fists, his eyes firm, "Abu, I'll let you see, your son is no worse than his cousin, what he can do, I can do too!" ”