Under the dark darkness of the night, there were many torches hanging around the camp of the Macedonian garrison. Groups of soldiers patrolling the camp outside the camp www.biquge.info the night patrol, and on the improvised high platform in the distance, there were also many sentries vigilantly watching the direction of the Northwest Army camp.

That night, Baseiles had already issued an order to the commander of the Eighth Army, Salul, to take charge of the whole army and take charge of the battle tomorrow. As an elite army, the Golden Armor's obedience to the commander is undoubtedly absolute, and even if these orders are given, no one questions them.

Salur immediately ordered a team of 100 men to serve as a sentry for night duty, and strictly ordered the whole army to be on guard against the Northwest Army to attack at night.

In fact, Salul was almost certain that these thousands of Macedonian Eighth Army were a lone army, and the Northwest Army would inevitably invade and test at night. After all, the Northwest Army is several times larger than the Macedonian side, and even if it can't capture the position of the mountain pass, I'm afraid the Northwest Army will not let go of the opportunity to invade and disrupt the morale of the army at night.

On a hillside outside the pass, thousands of black figures appeared on the hillside under the black night.

These guys are all dressed in black light armor, riding war horses underneath, and all dressed as light cavalry. Although it was impossible to see their numbers in the night, the number of people in the neatly arranged line would not exceed three thousand.

The leading cavalry has a fierce face, and his burly body sits on top of the war horse, which is none other than the commander of the Moxi Army, Long Keduo!

The cavalry of this Northwest Army was only two or three thousand people, and they were all descendants of Longkedo. As the most elite cavalry unit of the Northwest Army, the 3,000 cavalry under his command are all veterans who have followed him in the Northwest for many years.

At this moment, they were hiding on the top of this mountain, but the three thousand cavalry were neatly aligned, and there was no confusion. In the darkness of the night, the people were silent, and even the horses were covered with special cloth covers, apparently to attack the isolated Macedonian army at night.

When the two sides fought during the day, Su Ya deliberately did not let Lonkdo's cavalry go to battle. She was keenly aware that cavalry was not a class that could engage the Macedonian phalanx, but it could also be used as a surprise force!

The 3,000 men, led by Ronkedo, rested until midnight, and then took advantage of the heavy night to climb the hillside outside the pass and wait.

When Ronkedo and the others rested behind the hillside until the second half of the night, the night was already thick and several households could not see their fingers. Dark clouds rolled in the night sky, and there were faint bursts of dull thunder, and then there was a loud noise in the night sky, and a lightning bolt was like a flash of fire, and the night was blank!

With this muffled thunder and lightning, a violent wind suddenly rose, and then a heavy rain began to fall! This heavy rain came quickly, and the rain became even heavier, and in the blink of an eye, the Macedonian camp, which had still had some fire, was enveloped by this heavy rain.

The heavy rain poured down, but it was bitter for the cavalry who were in ambush on the hillside, and it was already extremely cold at night, and with this heavy rain, there was no place to hide in this field.

Ronctor and the cavalry behind him were almost immersed in the rain, but his heart moved:

Seeing that the rain was pouring down, the rain was very heavy, and looking at the Macedonian camp on the hillside, it was also shrouded in this rain curtain, and it seemed to be a blur.

The visibility in the night was not high, and the view was extremely poor when it was drenched by this heavy rain, but this made Ronkedo happy.

He stood up directly, but found that even if he looked at the Macedonian camp, he could only see a few sparse fires, and he couldn't help but rejoice.

"Brothers, even God bless us!"

Ronktor couldn't help but open his leather armor and let the rain pour down his chest, holding a sharp scimitar in his hand, and roaring in a low voice.

The thousands of cavalry behind him were also men from the northwest, and they were naturally fierce by nature, waving their fists one after another, with excitement flashing in their eyes!

Ronkedo strode down the hill, and after saying that, Char jumped down the hill in a few big strides, turned over and jumped on his warhorse. Under the lightning and thunder, the general of the Northwest Army jumped on his horse and raised his sword, shouting:

"Brethren of the Northwest Army, follow Lao Tzu and use the heads of these Macedonians to fill the Turan Valley!! Now, the whole army is on horseback! Follow me!!"

With his thick voice, another flash of lightning flashed, and in an instant, a bright light shone on the hillside, and the burly figure of Longkeduo fell into the eyes of many cavalrymen!

On the hillside, thousands of cavalry lined up densely all over the hillside, and the look on his face was full of eagerness! As soon as the voice fell, he had already rushed out on horseback. In the darkness of the night, we galloped towards the Macedonian camp in the distance!

The pouring rain continued to wash the heavens and the earth, and the sound of the crackling rain was accompanied by the rumbling thunder, almost breaking people's eardrums!

In this noisy environment, the sound of horses' hooves is perfectly muffled. Three thousand light cavalry marched on the muddy mountain road, like a wild wolf hidden in the night, and pounced straight on the Macedonian camp!

The rain extinguished the torches, and it was pitch black outside the camp. When Ronktor and the others rushed outside the camp, they were confronted by a group of more than a dozen Macedonian soldiers.

The Macedonians were shocked when they saw such a quiet cavalry corps rushing out of the night. But Ronkdo just smiled evilly, and immediately shouted: "Rush forward! Kill all these Macedonians!"

After Ronkdo finished shouting, before these Macedonian soldiers could react, they had already rushed to the side of one of the soldiers at the front, the scimitar in his hand flashed coldly, and suddenly a stream of blood gushed out along the rain, and a population rose to the sky!

"Kill!!"

An angry roar sounded, and the cavalry team immediately swarmed up, and in less than a moment, they slaughtered these dozens of people. Then the team split into three teams, like three knives, and pounced on the Macedonian camp from the front and on both wings!

Under the heavy rain, the soil became soft and muddy, and the fence that had been guarding the camp was loosened by the rain. The cavalry at the forefront directly collided with their horses, and soon broke through several huge gaps.

At this moment, the Macedonian sentinels also spotted the night attacking army, and the guard whistle immediately sounded in the camp.

For a while, the Macedonian sentries on the high platform shouted loudly, warning signals were issued one after another, and the Macedonian soldiers in the camp also woke up from their sleep. More and more Macedonian soldiers hurriedly took up their weapons, walked out of the camp tents, and looked at the enemy in panic!

The main cavalry of Ronktor charged at the forefront, holding a spear snatched from the Macedonian soldier in his hand, and his eyes revealed a hint of essence, and he suddenly raised the spear and threw it into the distance.

The spear was like a silver meteor, and it smashed into the high platform in the distance, and a Macedonian sentry-like guy on the high platform was blowing the horn vigorously, and suddenly he felt a chill in his chest!

Immediately, his whole body flew backwards in the air, he spat blood from his mouth, and subconsciously looked down to see that a spear had pierced his body!

With a grim smile, Ronktor drew his scimitar, roared fiercely, and led the thousands of cavalry behind him to frantically rush towards the Macedonian camp! )