Although the speed of the procession increased again and again, in the darkest hours before dawn, the sound of cavalry marching in the distance was heard in the distance.

"Pass the order, and immediately set up a formation to meet the enemy!"

Time was ticking, and Tana gave the order to prepare for the battle again.

"Send 1,500 men and lightly wounded soldiers to escort the clansmen first, and the rest will obey Chaolu's command."

Tana gave the order again.

When the east turned white, the troops of the Qiyan tribe once again beat their spirits, and lined up again, waiting for the arrival of the Kelie tribe.

After days of hurrying, I was already exhausted, but I didn't expect the Klie tribe to be so closely pursued this time.

At dawn, the troops of the Creek tribe finally arrived, about 30,000 horses.

When they saw the Qiyan tribe waiting for the battle, they did not attack rashly, but stopped eight hundred meters away.

The Krek tribe came this time with the main force, led by their tribal leader himself.

Tana pointed to a middle-aged man standing at the front of the line and said:

"That is the leader of the Krek tribe, Ges'er, although he has been chasing us for more than ten years, but it is the first time that he has really met face-to-face."

Mu Qianmei followed Tana's point and saw a sturdy grassland man, standing at the front of the team on horseback, looking majestic, and he was not an easy person to deal with at first glance.

He looked at the formation here, his brows couldn't help frowning, but he didn't speak, thought for a while, and lined up his own team in a formation.

"It seems that he doesn't want to speak, but is ready to attack directly."

Mu Qianmei said with some concern.

"Yes, he also understands that it is superfluous to say anything now, and in the end it is inevitable that there will be a battle, and we are tired of escaping, so how easy can they chase? Both sides are tired divisions, but they are stronger than the outnumbered many! ”

Tana was not too optimistic.

As he spoke, Gessel had already lined up his ranks, and at the head of the line were about 5,000 cavalry archers armed with bows and arrows.

They were followed by about 10,000 pikemen, and then about 10,000 ordinary soldiers armed with swords.

The last 5,000 men and horses, probably the guards of the tribal leaders, looked more elite and strong, and they were all masters of martial arts.

It is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice, Chaolu frowned tightly when he saw the comparison of forces, there were only 6,000 soldiers on his side, no matter how cleverly arranged, in the face of absolute strength, it would be useless.

The other party plans to charge with 5,000 archers, and he only has more than 1,000 archers in his hands.

The other party is completely qualified to surround itself, and then it will be even more passive.

Mu Qianmei also saw the severity of the situation, and she said to Chaolu without hesitation:

"We must not meet the enemy head-on, after the enemy attacks, we must flee on both sides, scatter their forces as well, and then we will go around from both sides and engage the troops behind them, and we must not let their archers play a role, so as to reduce casualties."

As soon as Mu Qianmei finished speaking, Gessel gave an order, and the five thousand archers immediately slapped their horses and rushed forward.

Chaolu no longer hesitated, and at the sound of an order, the troops immediately split into two and fled to both sides.

On one side, it was commanded by Chaolu, and on the other hand, it was commanded by Mu Qianmei, Tana, and the military division.

Fortunately, the grassland area is wide enough to let them gallop.

The five thousand archers who rushed forward did not have time to draw their bows and shoot arrows, and the other side did

They fled separately, and they lost their goal all of a sudden, but they became a mess.

Some want to chase the left, some want to chase the right.

However, due to the suddenness of the incident, they did not have time to divide the labor, and the team was a little messy.

The chief and deputy generals of the archers reacted first, and immediately ordered to stop first, and then reorganize the ranks, and the two divided the labor, each with 2,500 men, and went to chase separately.

By the time they finished reorganizing and chasing them out, the soldiers of the Qiyan tribe had already run far away.

They are all prairie people, and their riding skills are comparable, and once the distance is widened, it is basically impossible to catch up.

The 10,000 pikemen who followed closely behind them also split into two lines, and pursued them separately behind the archers.

All this was obviously beyond Gessel's expectations, and seeing that his first two groups had split up to pursue, he immediately ordered that the ordinary soldiers holding swords behind him should not chase anymore, and stay and wait.

After about half an hour of roundabout, the soldiers and horses of the Qiyan tribe were about to circle to their location in Gessel.

"Array, prepare for battle!"

Gessel immediately ordered.

Fortunately, there are still more than 15,000 people left around him, and although the other party outflanks him from both sides, it is only more than 3,000 people on one side.

At a distance of about two hundred meters from Gessel's troops, both Tana and Chaolu gave the order for the archers to attack.

Although the archers on both sides were only 500 each, the distance of 200 meters was enough for each of them to have four chances to shoot arrows.

Four archery shots by 500 people, more than 2,000 arrows, the lethality should not be underestimated.

The most important thing is that the momentum is overwhelming, allowing the Qiyan tribe to take the advantage.

Just as they were about to enter the enemy formation, a large number of soldiers and horses suddenly arrived from the front, and on a large banner, the word "cloud" fluttered in the wind high in the sky.

"Our reinforcements have arrived!"

Mu Qianmei suddenly shouted excitedly with internal force.

This time, the morale was even more unprecedentedly high, and everyone waved the war knives in their hands and slaughtered into the enemy formation with great momentum.

The frontal attack happened to be the reinforcements sent by the crane in the clouds, led by a young general, and it happened to be a three-way encirclement with the troops led by Tana and Chaolu, and surrounded the Krek tribe in the middle.

When the archers and pikemen of the Krek tribe finally caught up, their side was already surrounded by the other side and killed.

In such a chaotic scene, the archers could no longer play their role, so they had to put away their bows and arrows, draw their swords, and join the melee with the pikemen.

Mu Qianmei told Liu Tingfeng to protect Tana and the military advisor, and she used the butterfly dance sword technique to kill all the way, approaching the reinforcements sent by the crane in the clouds.

When he got closer, he recognized the young general on his side, and it turned out to be Lin Zhiqiulin, an old acquaintance of the beggar gang.

At that time, in Litian City, Mu Qianmei asked him to escort Liu Xian to the headquarters of the Beggar Gang, but he didn't expect that escort to make Feng Tianyu appreciate his loyalty and talent, and he was reused.

This time to support Yunzhong Crane, he also led the beggar gang disciples of the southwest branch to join Yunzhonghe's team.

Yun Zhonghe admired this brave and resourceful young man, and asked him to lead 30,000 horses and horses to support Mu Qianmei quickly.

"Lin Zhiqiu, it turned out that you brought troops to support! Hard, hard. ”

Mu Qianmei said happily.

"I'm sorry, miss, oh no, it's supposed to be the princess, we didn't come in time to make you suffer."

Lin Zhiqiu was a little flattered

replied.

"It's just in time, huh...... It's the best time to come. ”

Mu Qianmei said with a smile, looking at the battlefield, she saw that the Qiyan tribe had completely taken the advantage.

Whether it is the strength or morale, the Qiyan tribe is already stronger than the Kelie tribe.

In the melee, Gessel was intent on ordering a retreat, but he was unable to effectively concentrate his forces.

Their advantages did not come into play, and they fell into a situation of passive beating, which he did not expect.

However, the five thousand guards around him were indeed powerful, they protected Gessel in the middle, and all the soldiers who approached them were either killed or wounded, and the casualties of the Qiyan tribe in that area were relatively heavy.

Mu Qianmei looked at Lin Zhiqiu and asked:

"General Lin, is there any martial arts in the team that came to support this time? The guards around the opponent's main general seem to be very strong in combat! ”

"Princess Hui, the 10,000 horses I selected from the beggar gang are all composed of heroes from the rivers and lakes, and their martial arts are not weak, I will send them to kill in that direction!"

Lin Zhiqiu replied immediately.

"Give me this team, you command in the rear, I'll lead the team forward, time is urgent, don't fight anymore, hurry up."

Mu Qianmei said anxiously.

"Yes, princess!"

Lin Zhiqiu knew that Mu Qianmei's martial arts were strong, so he didn't say more, and immediately handed over the team to Mu Qianmei after answering, and she commanded the killing to Gessel's position.

Liu Tingfeng and Tana happened to be closer to that side, and they all hurried closer to Mu Qianmei's position.

At this time, the people of the Krek tribe gradually gathered in the place where Gessel was located, and this area became a battlefield where masters were concentrated.

Many ordinary soldiers also consciously stayed away from this area and fought on the periphery.

Under the leadership of Mu Qianmei and Liu Tingfeng, the encirclement is getting smaller and smaller, and the number of masters around Gessel is declining sharply, and the number of people is getting smaller and smaller.

Suddenly, an old man beside him said in a loud voice:

"Quick, let's not fight, towards our rear, hurry up and break through and kill out!"

After speaking, with a long roar, he jumped into the air, the long sword swung in the air, and a sword slashed towards their rear, only to see that wherever the sword qi went, the soldiers were killed and wounded.

"That's the Netherworld Sect Leader Situ Changxiao, Tingfeng, quickly, let's join forces to stop him."

Mu Qianmei said eagerly.

After speaking, he also jumped in the air and kept stepping on the war horses on the battlefield.

Liu Tingfeng also followed without hesitation and jumped all the way.

However, it was still too late.

I saw Situ Changxiao waving his long sword, and he had already killed a bloody path, and Gessel was behind him, with hundreds of guards, galloping away.

When Mu Qianmei and Liu Tingfeng arrived at the location they had just now, they were already far away from the battlefield and had fled far away.

The soldiers left behind by the Krek tribe saw that the main general had left, so they had no choice but to abandon their weapons and surrender.

Mu Qianmei knew that it would be in vain to chase again, so she had to order a truce and count the prisoners of war while cleaning up the battlefield.

The main force of the Krek tribe, where there were countless casualties, finally collapsed.

When the sun was shining, the grassland was like a living hell, full of corpses and countless wailing crippled soldiers.

Dead and wounded everywhere, rivers of blood flowed.