All the people in the black earth forest were gathered, and many of them had obvious fear and uneasiness on their faces, and the old herdsmen had to be calmer, but the best young men all followed Daruchi and Dahubala out to look for the bandits, and there were less than twenty people in the camp who could carry knives and mount horses, and most of them were old fellows in their forties.

Mo Han Lanhua acted as Song Wen's translator, standing in front of Song Wen and looking at the nearly a hundred old and weak women and children, Song Wen shouted: "Don't be afraid, we have no way out!" I have sent one of my men to Daruchi and they will come back, as long as we keep the stockade and do not let them rush in and burn them at will...... The Nadahai tribe will not perish! I still have the gunpowder weapons I brought from the Great Song in my tent, don't panic, it's not a problem to repel these thirty horse bandits......"

Mohan Orchid roared and spoke Song Wen's words in Mongolian to the somewhat flustered herdsmen, and the people gradually quieted down, and then began to silently pack up their weapons and knives...... The women also found their own self-defense weapons, and the old people pulled the children and began to look for suitable hiding places. Everything went on in silence, except for a few baby cries, like a group of well-trained soldiers!

Song Wen sighed secretly, in this era...... Such a nation that regards fighting and war as a way of life is indeed the most terrible of peoples!

Accustomed to fighting, ignoring life and death...... Men can all pick up knives and shoot arrows, and women are like tough weeds in charge of tenacious reproduction! Such a nation is simply a phenomenon of barbarism and evolution to the extreme.

What can a corrupt and degenerate agrarian civilization compete with a people as tough and fierce as these beasts?

A few tattered Lele carts were pushed to the mouth of the valley and put to the ground, which was regarded as a rejection of the horse! More than 20 herdsmen stood here with crude swords and guns, two Qingshan battalion guards with crossbows on each side of the earthen platform on each side, and four or five herdsmen and women with bows and arrows followed behind them, ready to support the battle below them with firepower.

The back road was a path winding in the black soil forest, but the camp lacked horses and could not lead everyone to retreat at all, so Song Wen could only desperately use these old, weak, sick and disabled people to defend in situ, but his arrows were already insufficient, and there were still thirty or forty gunpowder shells left...... Leaving these herdsmen, the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled, fleeing for their lives?

Song Wen shook his head...... Don't say that your conscience will not be able to stand it, once you leave these old and weak women and children, you will be a heinous coward in the hearts of all Mongols in the future! What kind of cooperation, what kind of employment do you talk about?

The horse team was getting closer and closer, and the rutted horseshoe marks left by the herdsmen's gathering were too obvious, and the few people led by the group were as excited as wild dogs that smelled the smell.

A few guys were followed by more than 20 horse bandits, most of them were servant soldiers who had retreated from the battlefield of Zhongjing, and two Khitan deserters who had lost the lives and corpses of their main generals and would be executed if they returned.

Taking advantage of the fact that the Khitan suppressed army did not have time to take care of itself, the gang composed of these Semu people and Khitan plus a few Mongolian Sima bandits instantly became excited...... Thirty or so people screamed and came straight to the entrance of the Black Soil Forest.

Most of the grassland men who could fight were killed and scattered, and these guys were not in a hurry to flee for their lives, but actually gathered in the dead place of the black soil forest...... Are they tired of it?

"Rush in, the man kills all the women and snatches them...... These guys should be able to squeeze out some oil and water, and ......."

The yellow-eyed and yellow-eyed people at the head claim to be of Tatar and yellow-headed Hui blood, and are greedy and ferocious. There are at least one hundred and eighty herdsmen and Khitan farmers and Han people who died in their hands, and there are no less than twenty women who have been trampled to death by them!

It seems that there are some herdsmen hiding behind the cart and peeping at the mouth of the black soil forest, and seeing that they dare not come out to fight, the leader of the Semu people is even more sure that these Mongols are lambs who dare not fight.

"Kill them, slaughter them! Roar Roar Roar ......"

There was a terrifying howl, and thirty horses roared and pounced on the position of the Taniguchi cart.

There is no temptation, no communication...... We are horse bandits who kill people and set fires, horse bandits who never leave people alive!

Suddenly, several bowstrings flicked...... A cavalryman who had rushed ahead fell headlong under his horse, and a crossbow arrow far sharper and more terrifying than the arrows of the Prairie Bow was shot at his throat!

What arrow can shoot so far?

On the earthen platform, a Qingshan battalion guard hatefully hammered the black soil on the soles of his feet, almost ...... You can shoot a plagued horse bandit yourself!

Some experienced leaders of the people of color instantly remembered、This is a heavy crossbow? How did it come about, whose stuff is it?

Step on your hand and pull it, and the second crossbow bolt is ready! At this time, the horse bandits' horse team had approached less than half a mile away from the Black Earth Forest Pass!

"Shoot the arrows!"

This time, the second round of crossbow arrows lived up to expectations and directly killed the two horse thief cavalry, and the two unlucky ghosts were also lucky to fall to the ground and were directly trampled by the war horses behind them beyond recognition.

Approaching, Song Wen waved his hand and let the remaining seven or eight people rush to the mountain pass with spears in hand to strengthen the defense, this kind of civilian war without any technical and military technology content is actually the best experience of human nature. Just kill.

When the firing range was reached, thirty or so horse bandits began to draw their bows and fire arrows as they ran on their horses, and waves of arrows were thrown by their own men to the high ground on both sides of the mountain pass. There are at least two deadly crossbows in ambush ......!

The horse bandits dismounted and fought on foot, screaming and waving swords and spears to kill the mountain pass, and the third round of crossbow arrows was fired, and another horse bandit fell to the ground and died with a howl.

The horse bandits began to fire arrows frantically, and the arrows were so suppressed that several Qingshan camp guards couldn't lift their heads...... The leader of the horse bandits shouted: "Roll over the cart and kill it...... All the women's grain, salt, gold and silver are all gone! ”

"Kill!"

Soon, the remaining twenty or so fierce horse bandits pounced on the side of the overturned carriage and fought with more than 20 elderly herdsmen......

The horse bandits thought that as long as they and the other party were strangled together by the guards of the gate, the archers above would have no chance to shoot arrows! But they underestimated the power and accuracy of the Great Song God Arm Bow!

Another round of crossbow arrows, and another strong horse bandit was shot through the forehead and burped on the spot.

The leader of the people shouted angrily, "Damn crossbowmen, go in and kill them!"

A few Poleer carts were quickly smashed and dragged aside, but the remaining old herdsmen did not come up to fight hard, but quickly retreated one step in advance, and even the crossbowmen who had been lying in ambush on the mounds without moving a knife turned around and retreated into the black soil forest.

The leader of the Lusters spat and cursed secretly, "A bunch of useless garbage...... Can't stand it even for a little while?"

In front of it was a field of tattered Mongolian felt bags and tents, and some children and old people could be seen hurrying to a place in the valley under the leadership of some children......

Suddenly, dozens of horses rushed out from under the dirt slopes on both sides, and the knights above brandished their swords and went straight to the dozen or so ferocious horse bandits who dismounted and killed in front of them!

"Well, there's an ambush...... Run back! ”

The leader of the people turned around and ran, and there were more than a dozen brothers with war horses on the side of the valley who were crowded in, and it was much easier to choose if they wanted to fight or flee when they got on the horse......

A man on horseback suddenly noticed that the Mongols who had come on horseback were all old men and women, and he roared and urged those who had fled back to turn around and kill the enemy, and the two groups were just huddled in the narrow valley mouth.

On the top of the mounds on both sides, the crossbowmen who had fled suddenly turned back again, but they had no crossbow arrows...... But he held up the fire fold and lit a few black and round things and threw them down.

The horse bandit screamed and dodged, and the thing was sturdy, and it didn't shatter when it fell to the ground, but it was snorting blue smoke......

An older man and horse bandit seemed to have harassed the Great Song fortress with the Khitans, and said with a smile...... "Is this a powder ball of the Song people?" Hahaha...... Where did these guys pick up the Song gunpowder equipment?"

The two young horse bandits stepped forward to check on the ...... The old man smiled while directing his men to shoot arrows upwards to suppress those crossbowmen: "This thing of the Song people will smoke, and it is very choking...... Hahaha......"

A young horse bandit stretched out his spear and gently flicked the ridiculous weapon, just about to mock the useless thing of the Song people......

"Boom! Boom...... Rumble! ”

A series of loud noises and explosions rolled up a cloud of sand and dust to cover the narrow clearing at the mouth of the valley, and the frantic neighing of the horses and the terrified wails of the horse bandits were heard far and wide......