The Black Mountain bandits were very fast. In less than an hour, with the sound of heavy horse hooves, about 600 more horses arrived here.
Here comes Bart, the current leader of the Black Bandits.
"What's going on with Muwu Tu?" Bart asked with a fierce look on his face after he arrived.
"Chief, it's like this." Muwutu immediately reported the news to Bart.
Bart glanced at Shopkeeper Bai, and then said coldly: "You can go, we will track down the enemy now. If no one is found, your entire caravan will be buried with him."
"Chief, don't you dare. About thirty miles east from here, you can see their horse hoof prints." Shopkeeper Bai broke out in a cold sweat.
"You can get lost." Bart waved his hand directly.
Shopkeeper Bai didn't say anything, just clasped his fists, turned around, mounted his horse and left quickly.
"Brothers from Montenegro, we haven't done anything for a long time. Maybe some people have forgotten whether our steel knives in Montenegro are sharp! Let's go! Follow me and kill them!" Bart yelled directly.
"Yoyo~~~~" Countless piercing cheers sounded instantly, and Bart and the other eight hundred riders instantly got on their horses and ran wildly towards the east.
Murong Shun didn't go far at all. He was only five or six miles away from the place where he robbed the caravan. In front of him was a high slope. This high slope was not too high. Looking at it from a distance on the vast flat Gobi Desert, It is not eye-catching, but the thousand cavalry standing behind this high slope are just invisible to people from a distance.
And if the Black Mountain bandits arrived immediately, they wouldn't even have to rush to the place where they were plundering. They would be able to see them seven or eight miles away.
Sure enough, before Bart and his eight hundred cavalrymen arrived at the place where the caravan was robbed, a sharp-eyed cavalryman saw a small dot in the distance.
"Chief, look at the cavalry in the distance."
Bart raised his eyes and looked into the distance. Sure enough, those small black dots were scattered. With a glance, he could roughly know the distance between the other party and the number of people between them.
"Damn it, it's them, chase!" Bart twitched the riding crop in his hand without even thinking.
The Eight Hundred Cavalry instantly began to speed up and chased after him.
For the cavalry running at high speed, the distance of seven or eight miles was no more than a moment's notice. However, when Bart arrived with eight hundred black bandits, he found that the other party had no intention of running away. The most important thing was that the other party's He was actually wearing a full set of iron armor!
And it looks very much like the Mingguang Armor of the Tang Dynasty!
"Huh..." Bart directly reined in the horse from a distance.
"The leader seems to be wrong." Muwutu also saw that there was a problem. They had never thought of this before because they had been running rampant for so long that they thought they were invincible.
"Blow the trumpet! Attack!" Murong Shun had no intention of communicating at all. His Highness's order was to leave no one behind!
"Woo!" The trumpeter standing next to Murong Shun immediately took out a horn made of ox horn and blew it violently.
The low sound of the trumpet instantly resounded throughout the wilderness!
The dull sound of horse hoofs sounded immediately, and a thousand fully armed cavalry rushed up from behind the high slope in an instant. When they crossed the high slope, the faces of Bart and others turned green! A thousand light-armored cavalry? Hit your mother!
"Run!" Bart turned the horse's head without saying a word!
But at this moment, the cavalry behind them had directly crossed the high slope, and using the little bit of high ground, they rushed straight down from the top!
The two pieces of steel armor on the chest of the Mingguang Armor reflect the midday sun and shine with dazzling light. This is also the origin of the name of the Mingguang Armor.
The cavalry rushing down the hillside were like a swarming wave, rolling towards the Black Bandits.
The Black Mountain bandit had no desire to fight at all, so he turned around and ran away. The armors on both sides were not of the same level, not to mention the number of people were not of the same level. Whoever got on would die!
It's just that Bart and the others had to make a move to turn the horse's head. When they ran back, the cavalry behind them was already very close.
At this moment, there was another low horn sound in front of them, and the rolling cavalry rushed straight out of the small mountain col in front of them.
The four thousand cavalry hidden in the valley were directly divided into two, the two thousand cavalry directly surrounded them, and the remaining two thousand cavalry rushed directly towards the hometown of the Black Mountain bandit.
When he saw the two thousand cavalry rushing out, Bart's heart sank. He pulled out the long knife from his waist and shouted loudly: "Brothers, fight out! Otherwise, you will die!"
Following Bart's roar, all the Black Mountain bandits drew their long knives from their waists.
Murong Shun sneered when he saw this scene. He didn't say anything, he just raised his right hand and made a movement.
The trumpeter who was already ready next to him immediately blew the horn violently.
As the dull and rhythmic trumpet sounded, the cavalry led by Murong Shun split into two and quickly separated from both sides to clear the ground for the next battlefield.
Although the cavalry behind them had moved out of the way, the Black Bandits did not dare to stop and turn around again, because turning around required slowing down, and they were already very close to the oncoming cavalry.
When they stop and the other party rushes forward, they will die! If you want to survive, you have to rush out! These Black Bandits also have rich combat experience, so they know their way out!
The charging horses from both sides were approaching each other at a terrifying speed. When the distance between the two sides was one or two hundred meters, the cavalry in the front row on the opposite side had already drawn the long bow in his hand, then pulled the bow string, and then there was a "buzz" of dense arrows. Ya immediately pounced on them.
The iron arrows exploded with huge lethality under the speed of the horses on both sides. "Ah..." screams kept coming from Bart's ears.
But Bart had no time to think about anything else, so he could only rush forward with all his strength.
After the opponent shot an arrow, he directly hung the bow beside him and pulled out a strange-looking scimitar from his waist.
Bart didn't think anything happened. The cavalry on both sides collided violently like two black and gray waves!
Immediately afterwards, countless screams rang in Bart's ears, and in front of him, two cavalrymen also rushed towards them. Just when the steel knife in Bart's hand was about to slash at the opponent, he suddenly realized that the opponent had no chance at all. He didn't mean to cut him, but the long knife in his hand hit him sideways.
Bart didn't have time to think about it, and subconsciously turned to the side, and at the same time the steel knife in his hand struck directly. However, the opponent's body was very flexible, and his equestrian skills were no less than his. He bent down and instantly dodged his steel knife.
But the horizontal scimitar in the opponent's hand was pressed down a lot at the same time.
The figures of both sides passed each other! A sharp pain passed directly through Bart's right leg. The steel knife combined with the terrifying impact of the horse's hedging caused the opponent's long knife to directly open a huge wound near his knee.
The severe pain made Bart's vision darken, but his long-term life-and-death combat experience still made him cling to the saddle, because he knew that falling off the horse at this time would mean death!
But before his brain could react, the opponent's second cavalry had already arrived!
