Chapter 503: Knife Test
On the vast grassland.
A small river meanders away, with abundant water and grass by the river, and some white yurt houses are built along the water, which are particularly dazzling in the sun, and the smoke and birds are cooking, and the sheep bleating, accompanied by the barking of dogs.
At the door of one of the largest yurts, the tribal chief was whipping a slave, his face twitching with scars, looking a little hideous, and the high-raised horsewhip was whipped down without pity, leaving a bloody mark on the slave's body.
The slaves did not dare to cry out, or even to hide, and prostrate in the place motionless, at the mercy of the whipping.
Perhaps it was the attitude of the slave that satisfied the tribal chief, and his anger disappeared a lot, and he scolded a few words with his waist crossed, and shouted to the people around him: "Clansmen, the patriarch sent people to bring good news of conscription, our tribe sent a hundred people to accompany him, and went east to Chang'an, the women of Chang'an, silk, tea, gold and silver, and grain are all good things, and there is a chance to make a fortune. β
"Me!"
"And me!"
Countless men gathered around, their eyes fanatical.
A shirtless strong man said excitedly: "I made a great contribution to the grass valley last year, the patriarch rewarded two Han female slaves, a male slave, but unfortunately the male slave died of illness, and the two female slaves were killed by Lao Tzu and did not give birth to a son and a half daughter, it is really unlucky, this time I must make more meritorious contributions and strive for more rewards." β
"Hahaha, Mushan, your cow has strength, this time you will definitely be able to win glory for the tribe, work hard, the Tang people are just two-legged sheep that eat grass, you know that you are holding useless books, you have no strength, you can't beat us." The tribal chief said with satisfaction.
"Chief, you're in good hands." The thumping of the other party's chest.
"Oh no, someone's coming." Suddenly, a man shouted, pointing in one direction.
Everyone looked over and found that a large number of people were rushing over, the team was scattered, and the tribal chief reacted quickly, his eyes were acute, and he shouted: "Erlang, they don't have horses, don't be afraid, rush up and kill them all." β
"Kill!"
Everyone roared and rushed to their respective yurts, took out their war knives, quickly untied the reins of the horses tied to the door, turned over, shook the reins, and urged the horses to rush forward, with extremely skillful movements.
Soon, horses rushed up and converged.
"Unlike the great Turks, who are alien, kill!" The tribal chief drew his sword and roared to the sky.
The harsh climate of the grassland has created a fierce folk customs, and everyone is on the horse as a soldier and dismounted as a soldier.
Hundreds of cavalry frantically slapped their horses and rushed out of the tribe, screaming and screaming, and their morale was like a rainbow.
However, more people suddenly came out from behind the hillside, charging forward quietly, and the formation of the first person to rush out was very open, even if everyone concentrated on the charge, it was difficult to knock over a few, the tribal chief suddenly realized that he had been fooled, and the first two hundred people rushed out were just bait, so as to attract everyone to rush out.
"Oh no, fooled!" The tribal chief's face changed drastically, and he roared angrily: "Quick, disperse, stop them, kill the enemy with speed, and protect the tribe." β
"Drinkβ"
Everyone roared, quickly pulled the horse's head and scattered, gradually forming a side-by-side charge.
However, the people who rushed up scattered again, seemingly in no formation, scattered and disorderly, but in fact they were in groups of three, the three groups formed a triangle, and the small triangles formed a large triangle, interlocking.
The tribal chief had some insight and felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't see anything wrong, but there was a tribe behind him, so he had no choice but to rush hard, waving his sword and shouting: "Erlang, protect the tribe, kill!" β
Slipping down, the tribal chief slapped the horse's tail, and the war horse accelerated and rushed up.
The two swordsmen in front of them suddenly dispersed and slashed down at the horse's legs.
It is not easy to deal with the concentrated charge of the war horse, once it is scattered, it is undoubtedly lonely, and the horse's leg can be calmly killed.
The war horse was psychic, jumped high to avoid, but when it landed, two spears stabbed from both sides, one shot stabbed people, one shot stabbed horses, and the tribal chief cut the spears away with a knife, but the horse's belly was stabbed, the war horse stabbed painfully, screamed, and rushed forward frantically, almost overturning the people on horseback.
Without waiting for the tribal chief to sit down, two arrows whistled in, and one pierced the tribal chief's leather armor and did not enter.
"Ahh
The tribal chief screamed and fell off his horse, and before he could stand up, a spear stabbed like a poisonous snake and stabbed him in the abdomen, and a war knife also looked at it, and hit him in the neck.
Several men joined forces and successfully slaughtered the cavalry.
The same situation is constantly playing out in other places, the horse bandits are already familiar with cavalry warfare, and are good at individual combat, and after practicing the three-three system, they can not only cooperate closely, but also fight alone, and their lethality is greatly increased.
More than 1,000 people dealt with the hundreds of cavalry that rushed up, killing one by one, and they also made the fatal mistake of spreading out and intercepting, which was as easy as a hand.
It's good to spread out the idea of interception, but people also have to see who they fight with, and in the face of ordinary bandits, robbers, and even the army may be useful, but it is not good to master and cooperate with the fight, plus the joint strike of multiple arms, no one can bear it.
After a while, hundreds of cavalry were all killed and fell off their horses.
Luo Tong also had time to kill one person, and when he saw that everyone was killed, he had a sense of unreality, this mixed arms seems to be really strong in cooperation with the operation, interception, sneak attack, strategy, support, one set, I am afraid that I will have to be in a hurry.
"Well played!"
Luo Tong couldn't help but praise, a thousand infantry in the face of hundreds of cavalry rushing to kill, normally speaking, even if you can win, you have to obey a certain price, on the other hand, everyone around him, no one died in battle, only a few people were slightly injured, or most of them accidentally sprained.
In this battle, Luo Tong didn't know what to say, so he simply didn't want to think about it, and Ma Lance pointed out: "Kill it, all resist, and there is no forgiveness for killing!" β
"Kill!" The crowd shouted excitedly, screaming and rushing forward.
I was born as a horse bandit, and I am the best at doing this kind of work, and I like it the most.
After a while, the team rushed in, slashed the few who dared to resist, and everyone surrounded and gathered in the square in the middle of the tribe.
Luo Tong rode forward with satisfaction, and a person kneeling next to him suddenly asked, "Are you waiting for Tang Jun?" β
"Who are you?" Luo Tong stopped and looked at the other party.
The other party hurriedly said in a proficient Tang language: "Little Li San'er, a soldier of Suzhou Mansion, was defeated and captured three years ago and became a slave, are you really a Tang army?" β
"Suzhou Mansion soldiers?"
Luo Tong stopped and looked at the other party, he didn't know, but he didn't doubt what the other party said, the Turks went east to fight the grass valley every year, and they didn't capture the people and the defeated army as slaves, so he said: "It's my Tang State soldiers, get up and talk back." β
The other party hurriedly got up and said with a look of surprise: "The little one has been a slave in this tribe for three years and has been humiliated, can you let the little one kill the tribal chief with his own hands?" From now on, the life of the little one is the adult's. β
"I'm afraid the tribal chief you mentioned is already already, and none of the hundreds of people who rushed out survived." Luo Tong said, seeing Qin Huaidao coming over under the protection of the guard battalion, he raised his voice and shouted: "Virtuous nephew, there is a slave here who claims to be from the Suzhou Mansion soldiers, called Li San'er, what do you think about it?" β
When Qin Huaidao heard that there were indeed slaves, and his plan to expand the army worked, he urged him to come immediately, looked at Li San'er a few times, and asked, "How many more are like you?" β
"Lord Hui, there are only about 30 slaves like me and more than 50 female slaves in this tribe, and they are all living a life that is worse than death, so I beg your lord to help."
"Go, pick them all out." Qin Huaidao's eyes froze.
Not long after, the slaves were brought over, everyone learned that it was the Tang Army coming, they were all excited, silent is eyes also have a little more hopeful color, they knelt down and thanked them, Qin Huaidao looked at everyone, one by one skinny, with no vegetable color, and an inexplicable pain in his heart.
It is unreasonable that my people of the Tang Dynasty are so miserable.
"Li San'er, you have two choices, first, bring enough dry food back, but it is difficult to guarantee whether the road is too peaceful, and second, kill the Turks with us."
"Are you really taking us in?" Li San'er asked in surprise.
Qin Huaidao thought that the other party would choose the first, and asked in surprise: "You're not afraid of death?" β
"Adult, the little one has long regarded himself as a dead person, and he just wants to take revenge, not to mention the defeated people, who will also face punishment when they go back, why not follow everyone to kill the Turks, make meritorious contributions and atone for their crimes, and still be ashamed, it's just that the small body is weak, I'm afraid I can't do it, but just raise it for a few days, it's no problem to kill the Turkic dog." The other party said with his chest lined up, swearing, for fear that Qin Huaidao would not believe it.
"What about you?" Qin Huaidao looked at the others with satisfaction.