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"Stop" The prince of the Eastern Court, Hai Gru, rode on his horse and raised his right hand, looking at the city in the distance with deep eyes, and the dense figures behind him also stopped the advancing horse's hooves with gestures,

This is with him to break through the 5,000 cavalry of the Eastern Court, because the Khan King Hatalu lost too much blood and was too weak to command the battle with the team, the Eastern Court Prince Haigru has become the commander of this army

This time, the East Court broke through in the south, and more than half of the casualties were lost.

More than 30,000 people were able to overcome many ambushes and finally rushed out of the mountain pass, less than 12,000 people, excluding the wounded and troops who needed to be guarded, and being able to dispatch 5,000 people is already the current limit of Dongting.

The Dongting people, who lack food and supplies, urgently need a place where they can obtain these things, otherwise, not to mention that it is a luxury to return to the northern grasslands from the new, even if they want to escape the pursuit of the Vekia Falcon Cavalry,

The people of Dongting don't believe that the Wiki people will watch them return to the grassland safely, and the Vekia Falcon must have already planted a lot of murder on the road back to the north.

Since it was not possible to go north, it could only go south, and after some summing, King Hatalu of the Eastern Court Khan agreed to his son's strategy, bypassing the heavily armed northern region, entering the mountainous Dorok region from the eastern side of Parabun, and then turning north, risking the danger of crossing the steep Polawis Mountains.

If the plan goes well, in a maximum of 2 months, you will be able to return to Dongting's base camp on the grassland, and when the time comes, you will be gathering troops, and you must report the shame of this defeat

With a map obtained during the raid in the north, Prince Hygru, who was responsible for the hopes of the people of the Eastern Garden, quietly advanced from the flank to a place called Barranliel on the southeast defensive line, judging from the map, this should be a small town in the south of Raldian, because it is on a grassy slope, the road is difficult to connect, so the location is relatively remote, neither the Wikiians nor the Ryrdian people would have thought that their goal would be here"

This is Barranlier?"

But the sight before him made the hopeful Hygru feel a cold and confused muttering to himself, and the meadows floating in the wind in the distance were like a carpet of verdant sè stretching from the end of the earth, and over the rolling hills, the outline of a small town was gradually revealed, but a large barracks that should not have appeared filled the grass on the outskirts of the town.

All kinds of tents are densely distributed on a grassy slope, like a half-moon arc fan that opens outward, in the center of the arc fan, is a simple town, this place, it is a bit far-fetched to say that it is a small town.

Outside the town is a very simple fence, at first glance it is laid out by the inexperienced, because the whole row of fences does not fit the outline of the town, but is crooked and divided into countless small squares from the middle, and the twisted camp fence like an earthworm is in a key prominent position, neither used to reinforce the horse, nor set up an arrow tower that can guard the distance, it is completely a decoration project,

There are dozens of tents of all sizes in each compartment, some of them are made of expensive leather, and most of them are very ordinary cloth, like a patched dense patch.

The small town was artificially divided into dozens of areas, and such a fence was more of a defense than a defense against the enemy, and in the event of a battle, these fences alone were enough to prevent the soldiers inside from gathering

The most distinctive thing is that there are all kinds of Yan sè flags floating in the sky above each small grid, there are exquisite patterns embroidered on behalf of the nobility, there are also signature flags on behalf of merchants, clowns who play with fire, Ji girls wearing long skirts on their bodies, and colorful sè tents on behalf of Ji Yuan are full of streets, and all the vendors of all shapes and shapes gather here, making this place look like a big market.

You can vaguely see some soldiers wandering between the squares, some wearing nondescript knightly armor, some without weapons, they hook their shoulders and carry their backs between these tents, or sāo disturb the nearby women to have fun, and those who don't know think that this is a hunting ground where His Majesty the King holds knightly tournaments

Heglo had to double-check his opponent's leather map, which was the spoils of his raids north of Ryrdian, and from the location of the map, it was indeed Baranlier on the map,...,

There is nothing wrong with the direction, there is nothing wrong with the distance, what is wrong with that? Hegrew was a little relieved, he was here to rob, not to fight, so the cavalrymen's equipment was mainly light and mobile, and the military camp in front of him was obviously tens of thousands of people, and if he was not careful, he would fall into the enemy's trap again

Unsure, Hygrew decided to send an elite squad of scouts to scout near the camp, and soon, the Eastern Court scouts, who were ambushed outside the barracks, caught a lone nobleman wandering outside the camp.

"Say, what are you, a Wikibian, or a Raldian?"

Haigru looked up and down the captive with a fierce look on his face, and the other party's dress made Haigru's heart shake slightly,

It was a young man with chestnut hair, wearing a worn-out chain mail, the kind of improvised chain mail with a few pieces of iron inlaid on his chest, something like that was not worn by the regular army, let alone this broken piece of chain mail, which also had several unstitched holes, and looked like second-hand goods from somewhere

"Don't Kill Me, Don't Kill Me"

The young man had long been frightened, he was a dilapidated aristocrat from the south, who had just had to run out to hide his debts because of a gambling loss, but he did not expect to be knocked unconscious when he passed by a bush, and when he woke up, he saw that he was surrounded by dozens of people dressed as nomadic cavalry

The young man of the "Dongting People" shuddered, and his face completely lost his blood, it was over, and this time the young man was determined to die and said secretly, he had never seen the Dongting people, but these cavalrymen in front of him with fur hats on their heads and longbows and scimitars on their waists were undoubtedly very in line with the image of the Dongting people that his companions were talking about.

The Dongting people are brutal, fierce, and like to hunt enemies the most, and their fierce reputation has long spread throughout the country, which is the result of the hype of the military affairs department of Ruierdian, in order to increase the intensity of local expropriation, and suppress the dissatisfaction of the southern lords, the military affairs department of Ruierdian always continues to exaggerate the tragedy that occurred in the north several times, and then use the military newspaper to tell the place,

30,000 people were slaughtered in such and such a city, and 60,000 people were slaughtered in such and such a city, and this information is like a daily barometer, accounting for almost 60% of the military reports sent to the local lords.

The Ruierdian people in the south are also panicked all day long, since as long as they pay money and food, they can avoid being ravaged by the Dongting people, or meet the requirements of the Ministry of Military Affairs, let the northerners with a population base several times more go to fight with such demons, otherwise the hooves of the Dongting cavalry will go south, and their own people will not be enough to fill the gaps between these demons' teeth

"I'm a Rui Erdian, Rui Erdian" The young man shouted, finding himself in the hands of the Dongting people, the young man's frightened soul fell, his head was buried in his hands, although he couldn't see his face clearly, but his body was lying on the ground trembling,

"The Ryldian Man"

As soon as the young man spoke, he was proficient in Ruierdian's language, which soothed the solemnity on Prince Haigru's face, so dangerous, and thought that he had met Vekia again, Prince Hegrew was extremely embarrassed and secretly wiped a cold sweat,

After a series of fiascos, the people of Dongting are a little nervous about the ambush, in their eyes, their opponent this time is not a person, but the omnipresent Immortal Heaven,

The Vikians have been favored by the Immortal Heaven, such rumors have long been heard from the tribes who come and go to the grassland, especially the legend about the Falcon of Vekia, the Sikugit say that he is the long whip in the hands of the Immortal Heaven, destined to become a great man like the King of Kings, and under his long whip he drives not the sheep, but the kingdoms

In the past, the people of Dongting were all sneering at this statement, if there was really a whip of immortality in this world, it must be our heroic Khan King, but now the people of Dongting believe that the 100,000 army was wiped out in half a month, if it were not for the favor of immortality, it would be absolutely impossible

"Let Him Go"

Heglo waved a few scouts to let the young man go, and asked, "Tell me, who are you? Is it the legion of Ryordian, and I won't kill you if you answer truthfully."

"The Nineteenth Legion, we are the Nineteenth Legion of Ruierdian" The young man knelt on the ground and replied almost without hesitation, his eyes were spinning wildly, and his face was as white as a piece of paper,

At this moment, Haigru stepped on him unceremoniously, and his cracked teeth ached in pain.

The whole body is like a bent grass, and the whole face is squeezed into the fishy dirt,...,

"Ahem, don't ...... Don't," the young man let out a quick, uncomfortable cough, and his face was full of pain

Hegloo pressed the force on his feet, and sneered at the corner of his mouth

"Are you kidding me? still think I don't know your military system, except for the ten main knights, there are only some local armies, where did the nineteenth legion come from, say it quickly, otherwise I will use a meat cleaver to scrape off the flesh on your body."

"Really, I didn't lie to you, we are the formation of the Southern Noble Army, and our legion leader is the lord of the Southern Sagosen. In total, we have 46 regiments ......"

Because of the dirt in his mouth, the young man's incoherent answer made Haiglu's face move a little.

Although it is not known what the Southern aristocratic army is, it is obviously not a regular army, and if it is so, it will be enough to flatten this camp with 5,000 cavalry, and the supplies of these armies can just meet the needs of the eastward march

"I hope you're not lying, or you'll be miserable......"

Heglo stared at the young man fiercely, the scimitar in his hand was sheathed from the new chā, and he could see that this guy was different from the Ryordian he had met before, he was a death-fearing ghost

"It's okay if you don't want to die," Haigru asked the captive with some impatience, "now tell me, how many of you have in Barranlear, and who is the commander?"

"There used to be 12,000 people, but yesterday some of them were transferred to Safindi, and now there are only 4,000 people from Master Asenlisu."

Seeing the cold blade always dangling beside his cheeks, this young man's eyes were full of fear, he was a speculative little nobleman from the south, not a heroic warrior, nor a northerner who had a deep hatred with the Dongting people, in the face of the legendary murderous Dongting people, he trembled like chaff, and he took care of so much in order to save his life.

"Safindi"

The prince of the Eastern Garden, Haigru, was slightly startled, and secretly felt a sense of happiness in his heart, he happened to pass by Sadifin on the way here, it was a small city with walls and moats, the defense was not strong, but it was difficult to capture in one fell swoop, due to the limitation of troops, Haigru had to choose Barranlier, which was smaller than Sadifen,

The combat effectiveness of Rui Erdian's army is really not good in the eyes of the people of Dongting, this is all the credit of the fat man, the most elite northern army of Rui Erdian has long been disabled in the hands of the fat man, and the elite knights in the country are left with the first knights, which is the guard force stationed in Kyoto, and will not leave Paraven unless it is absolutely necessary, so the Dongting army has encountered Rui Erdian's miscellaneous army from the beginning

"Alright, get rid of this useless guy"

Having received the information he needed, Heglo impatiently ordered the soldiers to drag the young man down, and the sound of the young man's screams soon turned into a pop when his throat was slit, and turned into a cold corpse that threw himself into the bushes

September is the harvest season, and in the southern part of the Palauven Plain, the fields are full of farmers with happy smiles, but this autumn, the wheat seedlings in the fields have been completely replaced by large fields of wild grass.

The flight of a large number of local residents, as well as the occasional bloody clashes between the armies and noble armies, have left the fertile fields of Féi barren and overgrown with weeds.

In this way, 5,000 Eastern Court cavalry bent over the weeds that reached the belly of their horses, the weeds rubbed against their bodies and made a rustling sound, and the fiery eyes of the cavalry stared at the gate of the camp that was getting closer and closer.

It was a small slope, about 30 meters long, and it was Barranlier that rushed past it, and if you count the acceleration time, it would take less than 5 seconds at the shortest

"All the army is ready" At the front of the queue, Prince Haigru of the Eastern Court stopped his horse and whispered to the cavalry behind him,

The sound of "brushing" the scimitar out of its sheath came and went behind him, and the southern aristocratic army in Barranlier in the distance did not notice these opponents who pounced like wolves at all.

Today is the Bolsag festival of the Ryordian people, the season to celebrate the harvest in September, and the garrison general here has opened the gates of the entire barracks to welcome all the caravans who follow them

The sentries near the gate of the camp were busy teasing the merchants who walked nearby,

A group of flowery women passing by quickly attracted their attention,

"Look, look," the sentries whistled loudly, with the most probable obscene gaze, so that they could not strip these women of their clothes, and wanted to go straight into their long skirts...,

"These grown-ups are really going to enjoy it," a sentry captain greedily stared at the round tún of a dancer, swallowing a mouthful of saliva at the corners of his mouth, these women were wearing translucent sand-like dresses, and there seemed to be extremely mysterious frequencies and arcs between the swings, which made people feel like cat's claws scratching their hearts

This is a dancer from Salander, who has been raised by many big nobles in the south, especially in recent years, when the Salander wars have been frequent, many dancers from Salander have also been displaced to the mainland countries.

The fair-skinned and pretty face is covered with a white sand scarf with metal patches, and the slender waist of the body is swaying, and the walk is like a willow branch swaying in the wind.

Although they can't see their faces, this kind of outfit makes the men feel an impulsive madness in their hearts, and they can't wait to pounce on them immediately and hold these bewitching energies in their arms

"Bump" Suddenly, a sharp arrow cluster shot from the bushes in the distance, and a bloody arrow shot out from the throat of the sentry captain with round eyes" "Ah" The dancer in white sand let out a sharp and miserable cry and ran in a panic like a frightened bird, countless white lines, with a sharp whistling sound like raindrops, came from a distance, and a dozen or so sentinels nearby all shot into hedgehogs,

"Enemy ......" one of the sentries wanted to shout before he died, but a large number of flying arrows once again obscured the sunlight like clouds, and the dark clouds instantly turned into raindrops, and a waterfall of metal fell from the sky

The Dongting people's close-range shooting was extremely powerful, and the Rui Erdian people near the camp gate were like being punched head-on by an invisible giant, and the whole person suddenly flew backwards backwards, and his body twisted into an unnatural position in mid-air, flipping and being shot into a hedgehog

The whole camp was in chaos in an instant, and countless Ruierdian soldiers ran out of the tent in a panic, looking for their weapons everywhere, and a burst of arrows covered them, and the soldiers rolled on the ground in pieces.

"Rush in," shouted Haigru, slashing the door of the camp with a sword,

5,000 Eastern Courtyard cavalry arrays poured into the camp of the Ruierdian people from the grass on both sides, the horses' hooves quickly shook the dirt on the ground, and the compound bows in their hands continued to shoot swift arrows into the bodies of the Ruidian soldiers, and the war horses knocked out the Ruierdian people who were running in front of them in a panic.

"Whoosh" The hooves of the cavalry of the Eastern Court trampled all the wounded Ruierdian people into pulp for the galloping horses. In order to vent their anger at the Vicchians, the Ryordians were like sheep driven by wolves, the tent was overturned by horses, and the corpses rolled over the tent next to it, and the whole of Balliland was in turmoil.

"Kill, kill, kill"

The cavalry wielded their scimitars in a rage, howled long from their chests, and rolled their heads, and the slaughter continued until there was no longer a living Ryerdian.

The Southern aristocratic army, together with the merchants and women in the camp, died in Baranlier this time more than 4,000 soldiers, but the number of civilians reached more than 13,000.

The flowing blood stained the entire black muddy hillside red, and until 30 years later, there were still merchants passing by this meadow who said that they heard bursts of violent fighting and the sound of sharp weapons cutting ** at night