Baseileus no longer has the heart to think about the situation of the broken army, as a commander, he has to make a decision, even if it is a decision that costs thousands of lives!

Two thousand cavalry, led by Barcelus, galloped towards Sadland in the starry night. www.biquge.info I have to say that it is indeed extremely disadvantageous for thousands of cavalry to march in such a rainy night. Not only did the cavalry have to deal with muddy and difficult roads, but they also left indelible marks.

In the second half of the night, the rain finally abated and stopped. The more than 2,000 cavalrymen were almost soaked, and they were blown by the cold wind, and after more than two hours of hurrying, even if they were all stout men, they couldn't help but be a little unbearable.

Baseileus looked at the cavalry behind him, and knew that such an environment was indeed not suitable for rapid marching, but he did not have any intention of stopping, but just ordered a few of his own soldiers to order all of them to slow down.

As per the scheduled route, Baseiles chose a path that led directly into the corridor of the river valley.

In the middle of the night, the cavalry entered a valley, which was a major road between the inside and outside of the valley, with a dense forest on the left side and a hillside on the right.

Barcelus saw the terrain of the valley in the night with the help of a few torches, and could not help frowning a little: the ridge stretched far down, and except for the large woods at the entrance of the valley, there were tall passes on three sides, forming a mountain in the shape of a gourd mouth.

Behind the hillside is a large wood, and it is impossible to see the scenery outside the valley in the dark night, and in the hollow valley, there is almost no sound, and the silence is somewhat eerie.

"Guards, send scouts to scout the road ahead, order the whole army to slowly pass through the valley, no one can be left behind!"

Baseiles looked at the cavalry behind him, glanced at the surrounding mountains again, and suddenly felt a little strange in his heart:

Wrong!!

At this moment, one of the cavalrymen holding torches at the front suddenly shuddered, and then fell limply from his horse. When the cavalry on the side saw it, he was shocked, and when he looked closely, the cavalryman had a long arrow stuck in his neck, which penetrated deep into his throat!

"There is an ambush! Alert!!" the front army was suddenly startled, and the cavalry immediately shouted, and at this time, a large number of black figures appeared above the valley, obviously already ambushed here.

Then there was a thud of breaking through the air, and more arrows flew out of the darkness, hanging over the heads of the Macedonian cavalry like a shower, and then falling in unison!

The cavalrymen were immediately startled, and in the face of the dark arrows falling from the sky, they could only barely block them with the sabers in their hands. It's just that the saber short sword can block the rain of arrows in the sky, and in order to reduce the load, these cavalry were originally wearing light armor, and at this moment, under the volley of dark arrows, the defense ability is even more stretched.

There were constantly cavalrymen who were shot by stray arrows, and for a while, exclamations and screams came one after another, and most of the cavalry who were not shot were also panicked.

Could it be a trap for the Northwest Army?!

"Don't mess around!Panic!!"

Baseileus couldn't help frowning, his face suddenly became a little ugly, and he ordered in a deep voice: "Everyone put out the torches, don't stop, rush forward!"

When the Macedonians heard the commander's order, they threw away their torches and braved their arrows. Sure enough, without the guidance of torches, although the archers on the hillside were still raining arrows, they could only barely release their arrows by sound, and the probability of hitting was extremely low.

Baseleus was on his horse, but his eyes fell coldly on the ambush soldiers on the hillside. As an excellent general, he just took a few more looks, and immediately judged that these archers were only a few hundred, and although there were many cold arrows just now, the lethality was very limited.

Baseiles has been at war with the Northwest Army for many years, and although they are hostile to each other, he also has to admit that the overall quality of the Northwest Army is still quite elite. Such an army with low combat efficiency and sparse ambush means should not be the regular army of the Northwest Army!

Could it be a rebellion?!

Thinking of this, Baseileus just sneered, and ordered the soldiers beside him to pass the order: "Order, put the whole army on alert, speed up the rush through the valley, and prepare to meet the enemy!"

Hmph, since the archers are all in ambush on the hillside, I'm afraid that there must be an ambush outside the valley to respond! I just don't know which way the northwest rebel army is so kind that it dares to set up an ambush here......

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Outside the valley, José sneezed fiercely and couldn't help but rub his nose, but his eyes were fixed on the black hole in the valley.

He was now on a steep slope outside the valley, which was low-lying and quite secluded. And behind him, there was Gould and his two hundred heavy cavalry!

From the moment he and Perry converged, an ambush was set up here. According to Perry, this valley was the closest road to the valley corridor, and if the Macedonians were to be routed by the Northwest Army, the remnants would inevitably pass through here, and if an ambush was set up here, the Macedonians would be severely damaged, if not all of them.

It's just that it is not known when the Macedonians will be defeated, when they will evacuate, and how many remnants will pass by during the evacuation.

To be on the safe side, José and Perry's men were each on a different mission. Martin was responsible for ambushing the valley with archers, Alok commanded an infantry on the other side of the hill, and Perry's 3,000 cavalry was undoubtedly the strongest of the strong, responsible for frontal charges and scouts.

As for Jose, he was happy to stand on another hill with Gould's two hundred heavy cavalry, as a surprise force to support him when there was a change in the battlefield.

Gould had a lot of opinions about such an arrangement, and Aloch was a little silent, although he didn't say it. Obviously, Perry has put the main tasks in his hands, and they are mostly responsible for small things.

Perry questioned them, and the cold-faced man showed his true colors again, he looked at them expressionlessly, and just said lightly:

"Among the people present, my military rank is the highest, and the strength of my subordinate army is the strongest, whether it is public or private, no matter where it is counted, it is not your turn to dictate it, right! You just need to obey orders!"

As soon as such arrogant words came out, not only Gould's face sank, but even Aloké frowned, but Jose, who had not spoken, came out to make a round, and the fat man didn't make a fuss.

Although both Gould and Aloké had some opinions about Perry's heart, José kept smiling and nodding.

This puzzled them, and for Perry, he just looked at Joseph with interest, and when the troops were finally divided, he patted Joseph on the shoulder and said, "Joseph, you are indeed a smart man, but ...... I still don't like you!"

Jose laughed, squinted at Perry, couldn't help but nodded, and replied with a serious face: "You're welcome, because I'm also ......" (To be continued.) )