A feather arrow passed through the back of the neck, and the tapered iron arrow shot out from the throat in an instant, carrying a stream of blood arrows. The rider's body fell heavily to the ground, and after two convulsions, After falling down, I completely lost my breath.
Quinn held the horse's belly between his arms, spurred the horse forward again, picked up his bow and arrow, and aimed at the back of the last person.
"boom……"
The sound of gunfire rang out, and the Mobei scout who was fifty steps away instantly collapsed on his horse. As the horse ran forward a few more steps, he finally fell down.
Quinn smacked his lips, put away his long bow, and turned to look at the young figure who was galloping not far away.
"You kid, you told me to shoot as little as possible."
Luo Xiaobei grinned, put the conical bullet back into the oil paper bag, kicked it into his arms, and galloped over. When he saw that the Mobei scout's entire chest was accurately shot, he turned around and shouted with a smile.
"It doesn't mean you can't fire if you don't shoot less. All the people from Mobei within ten miles around must be here. What are you afraid of?"
Quinn frowned and looked around. The people in his team were scattered around the woods, and from time to time they drew their knives and stabbed the Mobei people who were still alive.
This place was already close to Luzhou. Their team of two hundred riders belonged to the outer scouts, responsible for besieging and killing the southward scouts from Mobei and Jin.
This group of Mobei people is already the third group of scouts heading north from Zezhou, and there should be no more.
It is already mid-May of the second year of Zhongxing, and it has been two months since the army crossed the river. Now that they have conquered Meng and Huaizhou, the Northern Expedition army is now carrying out siege tactics to surround Zezhou.
Their main task is to get stuck between Zezhou and Luzhou, besiege, intercept and intercept messengers from the two cities.
In the same way, the Jin State and Mobei also began to carry out targeted hunting and killing of the Tang Army's scout teams.
The two parties fought in various places in the wild, with all kinds of traps and tricks emerging. It was a small battlefield outside the frontal battlefield, and it could be said to be bloodier and more dangerous than the frontal battlefield.
There are too many cavalrymen in Mobei, and they are all skilled in riding. Often, as soon as a scout appears, hundreds or even thousands of troops will follow closely behind.
Scouts are the eyes of the army outside, and the competition now is who has brighter eyes and whose tricks are more ruthless.
Luo Xiaobei's shot might have revealed his traces, but Quinn scratched his head and decided to remain silent in the end.
He used to be a helmsman in Taiyuan, and he had heard of the name of Tianshuixing. What's more, now they have been reorganized into Jinyiwei, so he needs to know what's appropriate.
Who doesn't know that Tiansu Xing Duan Chengtian was one of the first bad guys to express his loyalty to the emperor, and now he is one of the Four Thousand Households. Luo Xiaobei seems to have been taught martial arts by the Emperor for a while. Although he is now the leader of the team, he really can't say much.
After gathering the scattered teams for a while, Quinn planned to make the next deployment plan based on the previous information.
Whether they are delinquents or royal guards, they are all born to be good at scouting, and they should be active on this fighting battlefield.
The previous life of hiding in the market every day made Quinn not very happy.
"According to the reports from these Mobei people, the city defense equipment in Zezhou is almost used up. There should be men coming out from Luzhou to support Zezhou..."
Spreading out the map, Quinn knelt on the ground and slowly slid his fingers on the map, frowning.
His men are all elite, and among the two hundred men, they are equipped with fifty flintlock guns. They are capable of fighting whether they are facing dozens or hundreds of horsemen. But the people of Mobei are not vegetarians. They have lost twenty or thirty people after being out for half a month.
The battlefield was so big that it stretched across the entire Hebei Province. The 200,000-strong army was divided into three groups. Even if there were tens of thousands of Tang Army cavalry divided in this way, there were only a few hundred cavalry in each place. On the other hand, the entire Yan-Jin-Mobei coalition is basically all fucking cavalry!
Li Keyong was not a good person, and he scraped the people of Hebei again and again, and he just supported such a huge cavalry regiment. There are also a lot of infantry, which may not be enough for field battles, but it is more than enough to defend the city.
The artillery is somewhat useless now. The big cities in Hebei are thick and high, making it difficult to blast them away easily. We can only attack slowly and steadily.
I don’t know where the main force of the Mobei people is...
Quinn thought about it again and again, and finally said: "In this way, let's spread out a little more... Now that we know the Jin army's plan, we can't let them know the current situation in Zezhou.
The Holy One wants to use Zezhou to lure people from all walks of life to come out and fight openly. We can't let Li Keyong know that Zezhou can no longer be defended, right? "
After saying that, he straightened up, glanced at Luo Xiaobei beside him, and finally ordered to the squad leaders: "Let's divide our troops into two groups. I will lead a few squads to spread out to the west. Luo Xiaobei will lead Several teams spread out to the east. There are other brothers behind, so no one should be able to get through..."
No one had any objection. Luo Xiaobei was a little younger, but he also had a lot of seniority. Before that, he had fought many battles with the emperor in the Central Plains.
At the end, Quinn solemnly said: "The Mobei people are fierce. Although we have the advantage of firearms, we cannot fight with them. It is only fair to shoot them in a different place and slowly kill them in the wild. If When encountering the main force on the opposite side, retreat quickly and notify our main force."
Luo Xiaobei and others all nodded in agreement, and then remounted their horses to continue hunting down the enemy scouts and determining the location of the main force on the opposite side.
The hundred cavalry roared and dispersed, leaving only the corpses of the Mobei people scattered in the forest.
The two team captains around Quinn also quickly led the people to disperse. Just a signal and they could quickly come to join them.
As he rode westward, Quinn felt more and more something was wrong.
According to common sense, as a delinquent, he can be considered a master of some skills. Now that he has only walked such a distance, why can't he feel the movement of Luo Xiaobei and the others.
"stop!"
He reined in the reins and slowed down his horse, and the dozen or so riders following him gradually stopped.
"Brother Dakui, what's wrong?"
"Something's wrong, so wrong."
Quinn frowned, quickly turned his horse's head, and shouted loudly: "Go back!"
The remaining knights suddenly became energetic, turned their horses' heads one after another, and turned towards the forest just now.
When the continuous sound of horse hooves broke into the woods again, the smell of blood in the air became stronger.
Among the corpses of the Mobei people on the ground, there were dozens more figures of Jin Yiwei, and their respective mounts were not spared, lying on the ground in the dense forest with blood.
Quinn's eyes narrowed sharply, and then she cursed angrily.
"Damn it, you've got it!"
Everyone continued to chase in the direction where Luo Xiaobei and others left. They saw more corpses of Jin Yiwei along the way, and they were all killed in a single blow.
Withdrawing the sword from his waist, Quinn held the reins in one hand and the handle of the knife in the other, scanning the surroundings with vigilant eyes.
The more than ten riders behind him are all good warriors. At this moment, they are all on alert, with bows drawn and swords drawn, looking around.
A cold voice sounded from behind Quinn.
"One just ran away, but I didn't expect that I would send it up again."
Quinn's eyes widened, but he only felt a sharp pain coming from his neck. He covered his throat and hoarse, but only spit out some blood foam from his mouth. Finally, he fell off the horse unwillingly.
In his last bloody sight, he could only see a woman dressed in Mobei clothes, covered in blood, standing on a horse, holding a flintlock gun in one hand and sneering.
"For such a great gift, I have to thank the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty."
