Elune's daughter was right.

As we headed towards the pass, there was a steady stream of sentries in the distance, surveying our small group, and the large and small boxes we were carrying became eye-catching.

At the time of the first large settlement we encountered, we were ready to go to replenish water and food, and we were prepared to pay transit taxes to the local Tallinn in exchange for peace on his territory. But the settlement denied us entry. Elune's daughter guessed who had bribed the settlement's Tallinn, and they wanted Tallinn not to interfere while we were being ransacked.

This was not uncommon, and while in Giovanni's barracks, I met unknown people who gave Giovanni large sums of gold in exchange for his acquiescence to the robbery of the crossers.

It was foolish to let the herdsman go, and it was even more foolish to stay outside for the rest of the day.

"Perhaps not at all," said Copernicus, "and there is nothing surprising in the statement that the envoys of Tallinn said that we have the plague on us. ”

"Anyone with a sore body can swagger in," said Elune's daughter, "but we can't?" You people have brains on your knees and know how to kneel, but you don't know how to think. ”

I still don't know the girl's name.

During this period of contact, almost no one has ever called her name. When I asked about others, they would only say that they hadn't heard of it or paid attention to it. Everyone calls her differently. Either a she-wolf, a wild woman, or a quirky name similar to 'Hevaya', sounds more like a title than a name. It is common for women of the steppe to have no name, and only the greatest women will leave their names in the epic. But Elune's daughter shouldn't be an unknown woman.

The grasslands are dry and windy, and the nights are very cold.

As we camped, the moon rose up in the sky, and the sky was still transparent and white before it was dark. The moon itself is like a lamp that is not extinguished at dawn.

The ground stretches out extremely openly. In the boundless sea of grass, most of the dwarf grass is dry and lies on the ground. Lots of rubble were scattered across the ground, and the ground looked pitted up close. From afar, it looks as white as a girl's face.

Looking far away at night on the prairie. I often lose track of time. The sky is like a spinning umbrella, and the stars rotate in a perfect circle.

The sound of a flute could be heard in the distance.

As soon as the voice sounded, Elune's daughter drew her saber.

She took off her warm cloak. She pulled the armor from the box and put it on her body, her fingers unusually nimble, and she tightened her armor from her back. The Kugit woke up sleepy-eyed, but immediately became awake and immediately began to equip. A few hired Kugit herders ran to untie the horses. The three pioneers whistled and woke up some of their sleeping companions, and immediately began to put on their horses.

We had twenty-three men and two women.

With the exception of Bella, almost everyone is equipping themselves with more armor.

The sound of the flute was the signal arranged by Elune's daughter, and the three Kugits left our camp early and traveled more than ten miles in three different directions, and every two hours they had to go in the predetermined direction to the next man's place, alternating several times a night. Their actions must be very stealthy, and the soldiers who usually carry out such characters are the most elite soldiers.

Whether a Kugit soldier has discovered the enemy, or he has noticed that the mark left by the previous man is wrong, he must immediately return to the place where we are camping and sound the flute to sound the alarm.

I wore a half-helmet on my head, and the armor on my body was much worse than it was from the Valan period, but barely enough to protect my chest. I wear boots on my feet, probably the most valuable place in my body. My horse was a pack horse, and it was too much to fight, so I let the herdsmen drive it aside. I found a crossbow carried by the pioneers, and found a crossbow buckle in a cloth bag on one side, which had three hooks, two hooked to the belt and one hooked to the open string bolt on the top of the crossbow. I tensed my waist, slowly straightened up, and hung the crossbow string on the hook of the firing. I opened one crossbow and opened another.

The flute sounded violently, and then abruptly stopped.

The men who were armed turned on their horses, put on their helmets, and tied them with belts.

I led Copernicus and Bella to the middle of the two carts and made them crouch inside. I put two crossbows and three boxes of crossbows aside, found another warbow, tried it, and couldn't pull it at all, so I found a single bow for hunting, which could barely be pulled. After all these things were set aside, I pushed a few more buckets and piled them up in a place where the cart could not be covered.

By this time, the roar of horses' hooves could already be heard.

The moon was so bright that we didn't even think about extinguishing the campfire, which was already illuminated by the moon anyway.

The herdsmen took six or seven torches, lit them all in the bonfire, and gave them to each man.

Of the twenty-three men, only fourteen could go on horseback to fight, including one woman. There are also a few herdsmen, who can only attack from a distance with bows, and are completely unable to fight in close combat.

My helmet was a bit big and buckled around my head like a basin.

Elune's daughter looked at me from under her silver-gray helmet as she rode past me majestically, and she laughed when she saw me huddled in a ball, staring out with my crossbow in my hand.

The strongest knights were the Kujits, who did not use the tactics of the Kujits charging in groups, but formed a small wedge like the Swadians. The tallest Kugit carried a shield in his left hand and a short spear in his right, and in the weapon jug hanging behind the saddle contained three shorter spears, or rather javelins. The man didn't even bring a bow! Is this a Kujiit? The chief's daughter was also in the wedge, and she was also armed like this. It is estimated that Ukhru changed the tactics of the Kujits. Otherwise, it would not be possible to explain why the tactics of these Kugits were entirely Western. The herdsmen were decent Kujit tactics, and they carried two bows, stuffed them with arrows in the places where they could, and they all stared into the distance with dark eyes.

The sound of horses' hooves began to roar violently. The Kugit on the opposite side wore khaki fur hats, and their shiny leather armor was blackened by smoke, which looked like a black curtain.

"Timmy!" Copernicus suddenly grabbed my arm.

"What for?"

"If there is danger," said Copernicus, whose face turned pale, "must live, must live." ”

"It's all you!" The anger in my heart suddenly swelled up, "You let that herdsman go!" ”

"I have to."

"You promised Elune yourself. You should be here on your own! I said to him. I don't want to say it, we'll wait until later'''"

He slapped me, "Timmy! You have to come here! You have to do it. You must live too! You have to live! ”

I was blindsided by him, and the crisp slap made a few Kugits and pioneers in front of me look back. Bella took Copernicus's hand away. I ignored him anymore. Instead, two thick planks were dragged. Padded with stones, standing on it, here is a good shooting point.

When I looked up. The torches in the distance seemed to be a line of fire. Countless hooves of horses were alternating trampling, and the Kugit cavalry was rolling towards us.

"Hell!" One pioneer said, "At least a hundred!" ”

"Shut up!"

"We're done!"

"Shut up!"

Both times the silence was shouted by Elune's daughter, who made no sound from our side at all, and everyone adjusted their breathing, so that the sound of horses' hooves in the distance was the only sound in the sky.

The sand on the ground began to shake, and several tethered pack horses were frightened, their nostrils widened, and they spun in circles.

The Kujits on the opposite side were shouting.

The sound of horses' hooves is like the thunder before the rain.

They shouted in a monotonous long, 'Woo-ah', and the sound seemed to be completely non-stop, and the whole attacking horse team was like a monster that could shout forever.

My crossbow hand was already shaken and unstable, and the Kugit did not choose to go around the circle and release their arrows, as if they felt that we were too few in number, and hoped that a single charge would finish us off. The Kugit on our side know the thinking of their compatriots very well, and they form such a small wedge, which is difficult to maintain in the subsequent melee, but in the first hedge, they can gain a lot, and at this time the Kugit on the opposite side are the most concentrated, and if they can kill their leader, maybe they can hold out until dawn. What if it's dawn? The tallinn a few dozen miles away would be indifferent to the scuffle here, unless the fighting continued until the townspeople of his town were uneasy.

When the opposite side was less than two hundred steps, the face of the person on the other side had gradually begun to clean from a blur.

The wedge-shaped team on our side began to drive their horses to an accelerated pace.

Fourteen cavalrymen, plus a few frightened herdsmen, fought against a hundred high-spirited steppe people.

The wedge-shaped squad kept advancing, and a few herders followed on horseback, and the backs of their departures suddenly made me feel sad.

By the time they had run more than sixty paces, their speed had increased considerably, and in a few moments they would crash into the group of invading enemies.

The spears of more than a dozen cavalrymen were all pointed at the sky, and long pennants fluttered on them, and the flags swayed violently in the moonlight like fish pierced through the throat.

The cavalry on the opposite side had disheveled legs, while the horses of the knights on our side kept almost a pace.

At the last moment of contact, all of their spears were lowered, pointing straight at the Kugit on the other side.

"Long live Ukhru!"

"Long live Chanda Castle!"

A mixture of two voices was heard over the shouts of the Kujits, followed by a short, heavy muffled sound, and then the voices of our squad vanished.

When I looked up, the Kugits seemed to be charging, and I thought to my heart in despair that the knights were all dead.

But I suddenly found that the Kugit on both sides were reining in their horses, turning in confusion, touching each other from side to side, or huddled together, and in the middle of them there was a gap.

"Victor the Valan!" I shot a crossbow at a group of Kugit people with their backs to me.

"Victor the Valan!" I shot a second crossbow in the same direction.

I seemed to hear screams.

At the same time, in the rear of these Kujits, out of sight of me, there was another roar, "Long live Ukhru!" ”

They are alive!

Not only did they live, but they pierced through the left flank of the Kugit cavalry, and several Kugit cavalrymen who had not had time to turn around were stabbed to the ground, and the Kugit who had fallen off their horses howled miserably, and their horses ran into the line elsewhere, disturbing the Kugit there.

The Kugit cavalry immediately realized the disadvantage of their close standing, and their charge stopped intermittently, the furthest a few hundred paces from our camp, and the nearest one was already close in front of them.

I've got two crossbows on during this time.

While I was about to shoot with my crossbow, a Kugit with three torches was throwing torches into our camp, intent on startling the brutes who might be hiding in the camp.

When he saw me aiming at his crossbow, he suddenly bent down, and I hurriedly shot the crossbow arrow, thinking that I could shoot him before he dodged, but the crossbow arrow went along the horse's back and into the distant sky. He immediately sat up straight, shouted a trumpet, and rushed at me. He erupted in a violent laugh when he saw me bent over, and he slowed down more than ten feet away from me, and I heard the sound of a scimitar scraping. When the Kugit were fighting, they liked to use their scimitars to scrape some small iron weapons, making a piercing sound, which was used to scare the other side.

He calculated that when he arrived at me, half of my crossbow was not opened, and he could calmly cut off my head.

But the Valan mercenary once told me that there was the advantage of two crossbows, the first shot missed, and the second shot could be seen very closely.

When I stood up and held the fully open crossbow, he immediately fell backwards, this time too close for the bolts to give him a chance.

A crossbow bolt as thick as a little finger shot through his left eye, ripping open a piece of his forehead and the top of his head, splattering a piece of flesh and blood.

"Victor the Valan!" I shouted my name to the man.

I'd be happy to tell a dead man the name.

He rode a sturdy steppe horse, and I was ready to take it for myself. But when I was about to climb out of the wall, the man who had been shot did not fall off his horse, but turned back on his horse and lay on his stomach. This made me frightened, he was not dead yet. I stepped back and looked at him quietly, and I saw that he had not driven the horse forward, but had let it carry him. I felt a little sorry for the horse and turned to shoot at the next nearest Kujiit.

The Kugit dispersed, and they began to use the firing tactics of several squads, and the Kugit spread like a handful of sand blown away by the wind, spreading across the plain.

Our cavalry squad is in danger.

One man took the crossbow from my side, and it was Copernicus.

He fired a crossbow arrow at the Kujits, and the crooked bolt flew into a clearing, and I was annoyed.

He ignored it and shouted a strange slogan.

"Long live the Valley of White Pigeons!"

"What are you shouting?" I know that the Valley of the White Doves seems to mean a lot to my family, but what did Copernicus call this for.

"Timmy," said Copernicus, "here today," he said, with a determined expression, "someone has to fight for your family." (To be continued......)