There has never been a shortage of examples in history of being outnumbered, and there are many factors involved, both external and internal. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Among them, the external condition is to make full use of favorable factors, including terrain, weather, and negligence on the part of the other side, to seize the initiative in the war.

The internal conditions come from the army's own equipment, formation, the quality of the soldiers, and the overall morale and strategy.

The wolf cavalry commanded by the young patriarch of the Blood Wolf Tribe, Iron Claw, obviously firmly grasped these two conditions in his hands.

Taking advantage of the pervasive wind and snow and the other party's negligence, he took advantage of Gu Moli's arrogance and killed him directly with a hammer.

The steppe cavalry that had lost its commander was in chaos and demoralized, and in the face of the orc wolf cavalry that they had never seen before, fear arose.

Coupled with the equipment and the quality of the soldiers, and even the crushing of the mounts, this became a completely one-sided situation, and they were chased and beaten by the wolf cavalry from beginning to end.

Blood stained the snow red, and the tyrannical wolf cavalry devoured the corpses of the dead steppe cavalry, but under the scolding of Iron Claw.

The whole army was once again rushing in the direction of the Sakharu tribes, and most of the cavalry was annihilated, except for the scattered steppe cavalry that fled.

The cold corpse lay on the ground, hidden by the heavy snow, and there were warhorses beside it with a low snort, and the north wind howled and the snow was heavy.

Gulhe's heart was completely shaken, and a moment ago he was still delusional about becoming a well-deserved king of the steppe and a man who went down in history.

But now he is facing the annihilation of the whole army, not only himself, but I am afraid that even the storm grassland is difficult to protect the miserable situation, and the gap between the front and back is too great.

"Your Excellency, Patriarch, do you still have to make useless resistance now? You have lost 2,000 cavalry, if even the only remaining descendants of your men are buried in this heavy snow, you will no longer be able to maintain your position on the grassland, you have to think clearly. ”

Lin Ye soothed the restless war horses, and under the heavy snow, the thousand Far Eastern iron horsemen were like a great wall of steel across the ice and snow.

Although the steppe cavalry was still in an advantageous position in numbers, this was their only remaining advantage, and all other aspects were completely suppressed.

And when Ironclaw led the army, they could no longer maintain even the numerical superiority, which was a great test for the Gul River.

"Resistance?Are you thinking a little too much, those are just rabble requisitioned from various tribes, you killed my brother Gumori, I will never give up, hmph, when I return to the storm grassland, wait until the beginning of spring next year, and soon be able to gather an army, and then ......"

Gulhe clenched his fists, he showed a cruel and fierce light, but he was also an ambitious man, and he would not be knocked down by the adversity in front of him.

The grassland folk have all been skilled horsemen since childhood, and as long as he can return smoothly and pay some price, he will definitely be able to make a comeback.

And he also has the support of the Northern Blue Frost Kingdom behind him, and the lord promised him that he will definitely be able to become a generation of male lords on the grassland!

This is something that Sagfei failed to do, and he is bound to surpass the goal that the dead man has to achieve!

"So Your Excellency is still stubborn and decided to resist, or are you going to delay your escape with the death of your men?"

Lin Ye bluntly debunked his purpose, which was the only way Gul River could escape.

"Boy, I'll write down this account first, and sooner or later you'll die without a place to bury!" Gulhe left a grim and vicious gaze.

He reined in his horse and turned around to retreat, and with 2,000 cavalry cut off for him, he would definitely be able to return to the Storm Grassland smoothly.

His ambition must not be cut off here, and all those who oppose him will die under the trampling of his iron hooves, he is so convinced!

"That's a pity, but do you think they're so willing to die if you disregard the lives of your subordinates?"

Lin Ye sighed, although Gurhe has the determination to do great things, his mind is too small, how can he let his subordinates work hard if he doesn't have enough energy?

"What do you mean, they're all my ......," Gulhe believed he had enough control over the steppe.

All the tribes were subservient to him, and he was no longer satisfied with dominating the Stormy Meadows, he wanted more.

But when a dagger pierced him in the chest, he looked back in astonishment, and it was a young face that he trusted so much.

"Chief, I can't let you go on like this anymore, you can't pull all your people to the burial for your ambitions, we are not stepping stones to achieve your ambitions, we are living beings, and we also want to survive, so I'm very sorry, I can only do this!"

The young man gritted his teeth and made up his mind, and Gulhe looked around in astonishment to see that no one had come out to stop him.

Apparently everyone acquiesced in the young man's actions, he was too superstitious about his authority to ignore the feelings of his subordinates.

They come from different tribes, they also have their own families, and they don't want to die in vain.

"You, you, you are not going to die well!" said the most vicious curse from the Gul, his eyes wide in rage, but that could not stop the blood from seeping down.

Hot blood dripped on the snow, snorting white smoke, but soon congealed into blood clots.

"The one who knows the times is Junjie, Your Excellency the Patriarch, you are too underestimate this violent era, no matter how big your personal ambition is, it is also based on the happiness of countless people, if you can't even do this, this is a unilateral superstitious force, it can only be such an end. ”

Lin Ye shook his head, obviously this scene was all in his expectation, after all, if it was him, he would definitely do the same.

This comes from the simplest human nature, even if the army has been brutally trained, it can maintain the consciousness of dying at any time.

But that is also based on the premise that the sacrifice is worthwhile, so that it is only to die to save a despicable careerist.

Their loyalty was not enough to sustain this choice, and Gul's death was a matter of course.

"I think you should be called ...... Muto, right?" Lin Ye turned around, and an intelligence officer stepped forward and whispered in his ear.

In the past nearly a year, his men have not been idle, collecting relevant information on various tribes on the grassland.

The young man who assassinated the Gul River in front of him came from a small tribe in the Stormy Grassland.

Although he did not come from a good background, he was capable, courageous and strategic, and he was very appreciated by the Gur River, and he always took him with him.

Now, Muto has made what he thinks is the right choice at the most critical time.

"Yes, my lord, assassinating your own leader is an unrighteous act, and you will be cursed by the gods, Mu Tuo will apologize with death, and I hope that your lord will be kind to the grassland people on the storm grassland. The blood from the dagger in Muto's hand had not yet dried up.

He gritted his teeth and stabbed himself in the chest! )