Pocket Cave Clan.

The location of the Pocket Cave tribe was originally a mountainous area in the grassland, but it was actually a shallow mining area with flat terrain. Their ancestors settled here, discovered shallow ore beneath the surface, and gradually learned how to use and build it after mining.

As the holes were dug deeper and higher, the soil was piled higher and higher, and the climate in the grasslands was unpredictable, they gradually shifted from the surface to underground life.

Now, this area has been developed into an underground mining and above-ground smelting assembly line operation.

However, their mining technology and smelting technology are not good, and the people are barbaric and do not like to be meticulously crafted, so the things they produce are very unsturdy and have many flaws.

But Rao is so, in the grassland, this is already a rare iron product. Coupled with their barbaric sales, if you don't buy it, I'll beat you, and the major tribes on the steppe have more or less traded with them. Among them, the Flying Eagle Clan is the biggest partner.

It has always been the Flying Eagle Clan who has taken the initiative to seek trade, and they are also the largest tribe in the grassland, so the two sides are at peace and take what they need.

But suddenly an officer and soldier appeared, and cut off the route to fortune!

If the line of the Flying Eagle Clan is broken, it will almost cut off half of the transaction volume of the Pocket Cave Clan. The people of the Sac Cave people are counting on what they have obtained from trading to survive.

They sent someone to the Eagle Clan to question them, but the Eagle Clan's receptionist spoke, saying that this was not their intention, and that the army had forcibly cut off the contact. I can only blame myself for not being able to defeat the army.

So the people of the Eagle Clan were very angry. How long can you endure this kind of slap in the face?

Just when the whole clan was shouting to destroy the army and unify the grassland, suddenly the messenger sent by the army arrived.

The person who came was not a showman.

We're not showing, bringing a lot of gold coins and conditions. Acquire the mines here, pay them monthly, and the minerals are shipped away. Peaceful coexistence, no fighting.

Patriarch Garcia is an avid warmonger, and he hopes that everyone will fight with real guns, and no one can beat the Pocket Cave Clan on the grassland. Since no one has ever beaten them, why talk about it?

But his general, George, disagreed, saying that the officers and soldiers might just come to tempt, and that they would not stay long in the prairie, because it was not for them. If there is no conflict, it is cost-effective to sell a few of them with inferior mines, in exchange for peace and quiet.

Garcia was originally reluctant to compromise, and when he heard this, although he felt a little right, he was still hesitating.

Another general, Donnelly, laughed at George's timidity, believing that if the people of the Pocket Cave tribe did not even dare to get on the horse, they would talk about the steppe people, and how they would mix in the steppe in the future. Say someone sent us and we'll give in!

When the patriarch Garcia heard this, he had the intention to fight. Yes, how can someone come and say a word and give in!

So we weren't just locked up.

Originally, Garcia was going to be locked up and wait for the officers and soldiers to send people to talk about the conditions. But the general George encouraged him to kill the messenger and dismount the army.

Donnelly had no choice but to suggest that it was better to lock up the messenger first, send someone to communicate, and then see the results.

So Garcia sent an envoy, for fear that the army would not believe him, and brought a ring that we are not a showman, and George explained some words to the two messengers.

It was these words from George that led to their next situation.

In the afternoon, the two messengers sent out returned to the tribe covered in blood.

One of them fell off his horse when he couldn't hold it back, and the other screamed and ran to the chief's hole.

When the people of the Baodong tribe saw such a bloody two people returning, they all burst into a raging rage, threw down the matter at hand, took up weapons, and shouted that they wanted to completely crush the official army and take revenge.

Garcia heard the movement outside, and when he got up, he saw a bloody man pounce on him and fall to the ground.

"Patriarch! They ......"

"What's going on? Come on, heal your wounds! ”

Garcia shouted, hurriedly helped the fighter to lie down, and when he fed him a little water, the man in charge of healing the wound ran in, examined the wound, and began to apply the medicine.

Garcia angrily asked, "What's going on?" Say! ”

The soldier, weakened by blood loss, gasped and said, "Officers and soldiers...... The ruler wants us to release his people, or they will kill him......"

"Bullying Lao Tzu!" Garcia was furious, and sprang up like a thunderbolt, spinning around the hole.

When Nelly, George and other generals came, and when they saw the situation inside, they all shouted that they were going to lead the troops to destroy the officers and soldiers!

George said, "Chief, let me take the men there, and when I get there overnight, I will cut them all down and make a name for my people!" ”

Dang Neli was more rational and said, "I think it's better to prepare first, and at the same time send someone to inquire about the situation of the officers and soldiers, and then ask the Flying Eagle Clan and other races to see if there is anyone else to help." ”

Garcia thought for a while, turned around and saw that the wounds of the soldiers over there had stopped, and said: "We still have to fight, of course we have to prepare, otherwise we rushed out rashly, and what should we do if they unite everyone?" ”

"Quick, send people to various tribes to ask about the situation, if the officers and soldiers don't call them together, we will call them to deal with the officers and soldiers together, haha, wouldn't this be a great chance of victory!"

George shouted, "Yes, that's it, immediately send people to contact the major tribes, and those who are not with us will be destroyed!" ”

"Let's discuss it first, let the major tribes participate, what benefits do we want to give them?"

George glanced at Donnelly and said, "Benefits? It's the greatest benefit that we don't kill them! It's too late for them to be grateful, and what more benefits do they want! ”

Patriarch Garcia shouted, "Send me out quickly!" I'm going to see the reply before it gets dark, or I'll see one and destroy the other!" ”

Suddenly, I heard people shouting outside, and more people ran out of the cave noisily, not knowing what was happening.

A soldier ran in with a weapon and nervously shouted, "Patriarch! Oh no, the officers and soldiers are here, and they are waiting for us outside! ”

"Officers and soldiers!"

Everyone was stunned, surprised at how the officers and soldiers could come so quickly!

George shouted, "Prepare to kill!" He ran out with a shout.

When Nelly had something to say, the patriarch Garcia waved his hand and said, "Take your people and go out to kill the enemy, this battle must show our prestige, otherwise, the Pocket Cave Clan will be over!" ”

"Yes, Patriarch!"

When Nelly glanced at him, he turned and walked away.

After a while, Garcia came up from the cave, mounted his horse, and rushed out of the humble camp, and came to his own ranks, and saw that almost all the people were already on horseback, and there was a large area of seven or eight thousand men.

And in the distance on the opposite side, although it was also cavalry, it seemed that there were only one or two hundred people.

"Why are there so few people?" Garcia asked curiously, "Did you scout around?" What are the conspiracy traps? ”

George said: "Patriarch, we have checked, there is no problem around, and our spies have also said that they have only arrived in the prairie not long ago, and most of them are building camps, probably thinking that we are very easy to deal with, so we sent this little people." ”

Garcia laughed: "It's naïve to look down on me so much, two hundred people want to defeat me!" ”

When Nelly saw that his side was all huddled together in a chaotic manner, making a lot of noise, he couldn't hear what the people around him were saying unless he shouted loudly.

The officers and soldiers on the opposite side, although there was only a phalanx of 200 people, were neatly lined up, and the soldiers were calm, waiting for the battle, and the silence was abnormal, giving people a very powerful feeling.

Nnelly vaguely felt that there was something wrong, but he couldn't say what was wrong.

Garcia drew his knife and shouted, "Rush up and kill them!" ”

"Rush!"

The cavalry of the Pocket Cave Clan rushed forward in a scattered line, like an open palm grasping an oncoming fist.

Seeing the Pocket Cave Clan rushing up like this, Nangong Sima smiled. The battle was won.

The enemy has already begun to charge, but the real old wolf has not yet given the order to attack, pointing to the three people who are rushing to the front in the distance and saying: "The one in the middle, the patriarch Garcia, on the left is the fanatical warlike George, who is simple-minded and irritable, and on the right is a qualified general Donali, who has a lot of brains but must not be reused." ”

Nangong Sima said: "Kill Garcia, kill Donnelly." Throw the mess at George so that they will never be able to gain a foothold in the prairie again! ”

smiled, as if accepting the task, the real old wolf waved his hand, and the flag commander behind him raised the red flag in his hand and waved it.

Swish! The cavalry began to slowly trot and adjust their formation, and gradually, the team pulled apart, began to run at an accelerated pace, and then converged into a cone-shaped team, rushing towards the tide of the enemy.

The old wolf cavalry was equipped with the best armor, the best weapons and shields, and the horses were not only covered with armor and hoods, but also had sharp spikes on the hoods, which could directly cripple the enemy's horses in a conflict.

On one side is the sound of horses' hooves like the beat of drums, and on the other side is the sound of horses' hooves rumbling neatly.

In an instant, the two sides collided together!

Bang bang bang!

The men and horses of the Pocket Cave Clan were knocked to the ground one after another, but the people of the Pocket Cave Tribe's knife cut over, only to find that the other party was wearing a sophisticated shield, and their own knives not only did not hurt others, but even the knife edge was rolled after two cuts.

It turned out that the old wolf cavalry who rushed up formed a conical formation, the outermost circle was full of people with shields, the soldiers in the second circle were holding spears, and the middle people were archers.

Like a sturdy but powerful tank, this small force of only 200 men ran from one end to the other on a scattered front of nearly 10,000 men, turning around and back, going round and round, never confronting the enemy head-on.

However, the archers of nearly 100 people in the battle array kept firing arrows, and the soldiers of the Pocket Cave tribe who were caught off guard around them had already fallen off their horses before they could react, and were trampled by nearly 10,000 cavalrymen, and died miserably.

Garcia saw that he couldn't even beat the hair when he was chasing after them, and shouted, "Stop them!" Siege and kill! ”

It's a pity that the cavalry of the Pocket Cave Clan are all in simple clothes, and some soldiers didn't even have time to saddle their horses and run here, where is there any ability to intercept them!

At this moment, suddenly a raging fire burned behind the Pocket Cave Clan Front, and thick smoke was thick!

The sharp-eyed clansmen shouted: "Patriarch! Something happened in the clan! ”