Chapter 583: The Battle Begins
Time flies, Ye Yun has been teaching the six princes for three or four years, and in these three or four years, Ye Yun has taught him some principles of dealing with the world in his spare time, and occasionally takes him around to experience the suffering of the people.
In order to make these six princes more aware of the difficulties of farmers and the hard-won food, Ye Yun also personally circled a piece, cultivated with him, and harvested together, but I don't know if there is no hostile target of the throne, Li Yu unexpectedly got a lot closer to the six princes.
What made Ye Yun wipe his cold sweat even more was that Li Yu also personally taught him all kinds of royal ways, and it can be said that the current Li Yu has poured the hard work that he had poured into Li Huiyuan in the past into the body of the six princes.
On the other side, Ning Que and Sang Sang also entered the depths of the wasteland, and the two of them rested at sunrise and sunset, but they also knew that they were both worried, and the only thing that worried them was that Sang Sang's cold disease had been uncontrollable since the battle between Wa Mountain and Buddhism, even if Sang Sang had realized the Buddha's breath and re-cultivated the Haotian Shenhui, it still didn't work.
In the past few years, spring has come later and later, and this year, it is already summer, the ice and snow have not yet melted, and the desolate people who do not have much stock have finally begun to go south on a large scale, and the Xiling Sect Leader has also personally gone out, bound to find Sangsang and Ning Que.
It was a cold morning when the wind was howling, and Dorangmu woke up from his bag, and when he woke up, he habitually went to the livestock shed to add some forage for the family's cattle and sheep, but when he walked to the livestock shed, he was stunned, because the livestock shed was empty.
Duo Langmu looked at the empty livestock shed, and said distractedly: "Yes, the forage has been fed as early as yesterday, and you must be very hungry after a day's hunger, right?" I'm actually hungry too. ”
Ten minutes later, smoke rose from outside the hood, and a sheep that had been processed was on the fire.
When the smoke of the cooking stove rose from the Dorangmu Mengbao, the smoke slowly rose from all over the wasteland, and under the smoke there was a roast of a sheep, and around the fire were all sturdy men.
After more than an hour, a desolate and distant trumpet sounded in the wasteland, and with the sound of this trumpet, these desolate people rode on the horses prepared by the women of the family, and brought the dry food and dried meat prepared in advance, and gathered little by little towards the place where the trumpet was issued.
At first, there were only three or four, but slowly they became a dozen, then dozens of them, and finally hundreds, thousands, and tens of thousands, and the army of the desolate people was gathered and completed without realizing it.
When the black dots all converged and the desolate and majestic trumpets sounded again, these small black dots moved in the direction of the Golden Horde's Court, and at the same time, the army gathered on the Golden Horde's side also moved in this direction.
Slowly, the two sides approached little by little, and finally the Golden Horde Court had entered the range of the desolate man's bow and arrows, so with the vibration of the brushing bowstring cutting through the air, black arrows flew towards the battle array of the Golden Horde Court with a roar.
The desolate man has lived in the harsh environment of the wasteland for a long time, and his physical fitness is stronger than that of the Golden Horde in all aspects, and the range of the bow and arrow is naturally farther, but both sides are cavalry, and the desolate man has already entered the range of the Golden Horde in the second round of volleys.
After a few rounds of arrow rain, those who did not fall off their horses continued to rush forward, and those who fell off their horses could only wait for the post-war cleaning of the battlefield to sort the ashes, of course, the premise is that there must be this custom, otherwise only dust will return to dust.
One arrow is only a matter of seconds for the hedging cavalry, so many soldiers who are greedy for one more round have collided with the other party before they can retract their bows and arrows and grab their swords and guns, and in an instant blood, broken bones, teeth, weapons, and armor fly wildly.
At this moment, there is no room for choice, only to rush all the way through, to break through the opponent's battle formation, or to lose one side can it be possible to stop, because stopping means death. Either he was killed by the enemy, or he was knocked off his horse by his comrades behind him and trampled to death.
After all, the physical fitness of the desolate people is better than that of the grassland people, so after only ten minutes of stalemate, the Golden Horde Royal Court fell into the disadvantage and began to retreat, because the long-term survival in the harsh environment not only made the desolate people's bodies strong and powerful, but also made them more fierce. Be cruel to others, and be cruel to yourself.
The soldiers of the Golden Horde often lose their combat effectiveness when they have one of their hands cut off, but the desolate man can still stab the knife in his hand into your body without changing his face, and this kind of fearless performance frightens the soldiers of the Golden Horde.
In this kind of large-scale war, once the situation seems to be collapsed, if there are not enough reinforcements, unless you have a monk from the Five Realms to make a move, even the boss will not be able to recover the decline, after all, there is only one commander.
The soldiers of the Golden Horde began to retreat, and the commander also knew that he had no power to return to the sky, so he could only withdraw his troops, but they collected their troops, and the desolate people could confiscate the troops.
As soon as the horn of Ming Jin's troops sounded, the soldiers of the Golden Horde Royal Court, who already had no fighting heart, quickly fled back, only hating their parents for not giving him two more legs, so that no one broke the queen at all, and when the commander of the Golden Horde Royal Court found out about this, he had missed the best time to remedy.
This battle ended in a great victory for the desolate people, but there was not much joy on the faces of the desolate people, because they all understood that this was just an appetizer, and the most powerful troops of the Tang Dynasty and Xiling had not yet appeared.
"Although I only won the Golden Horde Court, there are still a lot of gains, at least the cattle and sheep in the family will have forage tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow.
Covered in blood, Taromu looked at the cart of hay behind him and thought. But looking at the gloomy sky in the north, the smile that had just risen on his face quickly retracted, and he understood that this was just an excuse to deceive himself.
Covered in blood, Doromu finally saw his family's bag before dark, and with a barking dog, several women and children came out of the bag and ran towards him from a distance, and the one who ran in front was his wife.
They have been married for several years, and although his wife is a little out of shape because of the birth of a child, he is still the most beautiful in his eyes, and he believes that he should also be the most handsome in his wife's eyes.
Far away, Doromu jumped off his horse and ran to his wife laughing, but just as the two were about to hug each other, Taromu stopped, he looked at the blood stains on his body that had not yet been cleaned, stopped his wife, handed the reins in his hand to his wife, and took off his bloody clothes.
In the wasteland, there are similar scenes everywhere that are similar to those here in Taromu, but not everyone is as lucky as Taromu, so there are many families who wait outside the hood until it gets dark and do not wait for the person who wants to wait for him to return.
(End of chapter)