On the playground of the Galloping Horse Plains, a group of knights were crossing the mountains. Yesterday, Canine Yag took Hongsha for his first independent reconnaissance. He found that less than 20 kilometers to the east, there were several camps that were very close to each other. These camps were regularly spaced apart. to 6 kilometers,
Distributed between the tributaries of the Benma River and the main stream in the north, the camp in the middle is the largest. It is expected that there will be dozens of barbarian cavalry assistants. With Lant's current strength, he can only avoid their sharp edges; while the nearby camps are slightly smaller. , there may be an opportunity to take advantage of it.
Nowadays, Lant is not too timid, and he dares to bulldoze small camps directly, but when facing large camps, he must be cautious, especially those that can be reached by running a few steps from each other.
No matter how bold Rand is, he is not for taking risks.
"Today's dinner was so interesting." Hound Tooth was still reminiscing about the performances of the two groups of non-demon before the campfire dinner. Although the songs were the same, Galloping Horse Barony itself was a territory with very little entertainment.
There is nothing for these demoniacs to do at night except sleep. Now Lant has brought them two things, one is to listen to music, and the other is to attack the camp, which can be said to have greatly enriched the knights' evening life.
"Yes, that song you composed is really great." The not-so-complex tune echoed in Luo Er's mind.
"It's great, everyone just likes it." Lant is also very happy now. After a preliminary attempt, his song is considered a great success, not only from Lant himself who asked to participate in the competition, but also from the people who asked him to participate in the competition.
Even the old people of the previous barony and the families of various knights are also singing this song. "I think we should find something for them to do. They can't just wait for me to assign work."
"You are right. We knights have to attack at night, but these people can sleep." Greyhound complained a little, but Lant knew that he was complaining that they were not strong enough to attack head-on. Barbarians.
"Sir, I think we are too careful this time. If several tribes gather together, it means that the power within the tribe has been drained away, and the remaining people are just hugging a group." This is Dennett speaking, He knew the barbarians better than anyone present.
"You're right. If we only faced one medium-sized tribe, I would have dared to fight head-on, but now there are several tribes. I'm afraid they will run away, hahaha." Rand now showed some confidence.
"Hahahaha, you are right, these barbarians are the meat of our lips now."
"Yes, let us take away everything they have robbed over the years."
"that is"
Several knights continued to echo Lant, but Lant found that Albert was silent at this moment.
Since yesterday, Albert has always been a little absent-minded. Lant doesn't know what Albert is thinking, but hopes that he doesn't have too much on his mind. "Albert? What are you thinking about?"
"Huh?... Oh... I was thinking... I was wondering why these tribes are so close." Albert's answer was obviously not what he really thought about, but Lant didn't care.
Lant thought it was quite normal. After all, he was always jumping out of ideas. For example, at the dinner just now, Lant was already thinking about the next song.
Finally, a few people saw this camp. They were in the west of the camp. The second camp was scattered from west to east and then to the north. There were 5 or 6 camps. The middle camp was slightly larger than the Dennett camp. The campsites are all small campsites.
And southeast of these camps, there is a large mound, which looks hazy when viewed from the west.
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In the end, Rand chose the small camp farthest away from the central camp. There were only 6 tents in a small camp.
After several knights were ready, they immediately prepared to charge. Seeing his subordinates gearing up and eager to try, Lant was thinking at the moment that he had just launched his first attack on the barbarian tribe 7 days ago. The scale was actually not the same as the one in front of him. Pretty much, everyone was very nervous at that time.
At that time, they were even afraid of retaliation if they failed to attack the camp, so they had to pack up the main camp and be ready to move at any time.
The dark horses lined up neatly. Compared to the past where there were only knights, this time Lant brought over all the new demon-lovers, adding 5 people at a time to the lineup of knights.
The knights rode forward, and the black horse changed from a walk to a canter and gradually accelerated.
The dogs of the barbarian tribe began to bark, but the sound was not loud. No one came out of the tent at this moment, and Rand did not even put down the face guard on his helmet.
Is the camp in front of me too lax? In the past, no matter how small the tribe was, someone had to come out and say hello at this time, right? Lant thought to himself.
Looking at the motionless camp in the distance, the knights slowed down from slow to fast, then from fast to fast. When they arrived at the camp, they stopped. Even though they had arrived at the entrance of the camp, no one came out of the tent. Such a scene even made Rant suspect that there was fraud.
"Ambush?" Lant said with a smile, that's not the case, are they waiting in the tent? Even if you hold a spear against the cavalry sword coming at you, there is no way to survive.
Everyone ran three hundred meters in vain and stayed at the entrance of the camp. At this time, even the dogs in the camp stopped barking.
Rant looked at Rolle and Greyhound. They had never encountered such a situation, so naturally they didn't know what to do. At this time, Canine Ya said, "I'll go first!" Then he opened the gate of the camp and entered on horseback.
Several other people filed in. Faced with such a strange situation, although everyone was a little confused, they were not very scared. At most, it was an empty camp.
Several low-level knights each went to a tent, and each found a reserve knight and a demon holder as an assistant. The demon holders simultaneously opened the curtain of the tent with their sabers, and the knights were ready to break in.
Hunya took the lead and naturally reached the entrance of the largest tipi tent. The person who lifted the curtain for him was the Demon Holder who had been rescued a few days ago.
The Demon Holder used his saber to slowly open the entrance of the tent, and his canine fang kept his saber ready to thrust out at any time.
When the curtain opened a crack, Canine saw a pair of frightened eyes, which belonged to a woman. This tent is too low. Although it can barely accommodate a 3-meter-tall person, the tipi tent is very cramped.
Hun Ya was riding on a horse, lowering his head and looking through the cracks in the curtain. He didn't see any big people inside. If he wanted to search carefully, he had to dismount before entering. However, the tent was so big. If he couldn't see it at a glance, it meant that there was no demon holder inside. .
"People inside, come out!" Canine Ya shouted. The other knights were similar. There were no barbarians in the tents facing each other, only some women, children, and the elderly.
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"So, we picked up a camp for nothing?" Rand is now sitting in the largest tent in the camp, because this tent is not very big. Unlike the several round tents that were seized before, this tent is only triangular. , the height is only 4 meters, the internal area is very small, and it is already crowded after a demon possessor enters.
"Yes, according to these demonless people, the remaining four barbarian cavalry in their tribe were called away by the wandering badger tribe in the middle during the day."
"We've actually gathered together." Lant felt a little overwhelmed. If he attacked them separately, Lant was still a little confident. Now that the barbarian cavalry were gathered together, there must be 40-50 barbarian cavalry in the badger tribe. He Can't beat it no matter what.
However, now that they had just occupied this camp and moved it away by force, they were afraid that some demons would escape and report; they left four cavalrymen who might come back at any time, so Lant was now in a dilemma.
"Uncle Albert, it seems that we can't eat this wandering badger. I think we will move this camp tomorrow. After we join the main camp directly to the west, the entire territory will move south to avoid this wandering badger tribe. "Lant is a little flustered now,
Although it was smooth sailing ahead, they were all against weak enemies. Before each battle, Rand would make certain calculations and make sure that the risks were far less than the benefits before taking action. Now facing a powerful tribe, the uncertainty is too high, and Rand has no confidence.
"Are you worried that there are too many of them?"
"Yes, if it is not an accident that this tribesman was taken away, it means that all the nearby barbarian cavalry are concentrated in the badger tribe." Lant said his guess.
"All our previous victories were based on more strikes and fewer blows, calculated with intention but not with intention."
"Yes, but there are too few of us now. Even if all the demon supporters are dispatched, it is impossible to fight against 40-50 barbarians."
"Yes." Albert agreed with Lant's words. He knew that the current good situation was likely to be overturned at once. Compared to Lant, Albert had a deeper sense of mission for the Galloping Horse family.
"That's it. I told a few of them today that we will move this camp early tomorrow morning before the badger tribe reacts."
Rant looked at Albert and even wanted to take the demon-free here and sneak away first, but he felt that it would damage his image as a lord. Now that Lant has a high prestige in the hearts of the people, he also has the burden of being an idol.
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In the early morning, Lant was a little upset. The previous attack went so smoothly that he misjudged the situation.
The only thing that can be fortunate now is that they did not attack the Badger tribe yesterday, otherwise they would really be hitting the stone with an egg.
Di Yang had just risen, and Lant asked everyone to prepare to break camp. Lant looked towards the large mound in the south. The mound was dozens of kilometers away from Lant, but the mound was so abrupt.
Instinctively, Lant felt that he should lead the camp to a mound. The mound, which was more than 100 meters high, had complex terrain and looked like a place where a large population could be hidden.
While everyone was busy and about to finish packing, a group of barbarian cavalry rode over from Badger's main camp.
Rolle saw the cavalry and thought that yesterday's attack on the camp might have been exposed, so he and the other knights prepared to draw their swords.
"Don't move, listen to what they say." But Lant felt that if the badger really wanted to attack him, there was no need for these people to come.
"Which tribe are you from?" the leader of the barbarian cavalry came over and asked.
"The Galloping Horse Tribe" was Rohr's answer. The name of this tribe was chosen by Lant before.
Lant was very afraid that he would encounter a large group of cavalry, so he prepared some information and answers in advance for Rolle and Albert, two people who knew the barbarian accent, to learn them all.
"Have you just arrived here?" The barbarian pointed at the camp.
"Yes, we just came here early in the morning," Luo Er reacted. It seemed that he was not guilty yet.
It was Lante who rescued them, and everything in the camp was packed so that the barbarians could not tell whether they were leaving or just arriving.
"Have you seen the original camp here?"
"Ah?" Rohr looked at the non-demon people around him at this time. These non-demon people had no intention of exposing them. "I didn't see it. When we came here, we felt that the camp was very flat, so we just fell down."
"So, we are the messengers of the Badger tribe over there." The messenger pointed to the Badger camp, "Our leader has said that all the barbarian males from the surrounding tribes are required to come to the camp. Please follow us! "
At this moment, everyone was looking at Lant intentionally or unintentionally. They were all waiting for Lant's order. Once Lant gave a clear order, they would immediately kill the cavalry in front of them and then leave together.
"Excuse me, why did the leader call everyone here?" At this time, Lant spoke, and he asked in a barbarian accent.
"Hey, what can I do? Treat everyone to a meal and a party." The cavalry said it easily, but Lant and everyone else didn't believe it.
The horse team of more than 20 people slowly moved towards the main camp of the Badger Tribe. From a distance, it seemed that the Badger Tribe was the largest camp that Lant had ever seen.
There are several large tents in the center of this camp. Each tent is the same size as the main tent in the medium-sized tribe that Lant won before. There is a circle of tents around the center, which are considered large tents in other tribes. On the outside are dozens of top tents.
Outside the main entrance of the camp, there is a group of tents. There are bonfires between several tents, and the bustling crowd is eating around the bonfire.
"Don't worry, we will have breakfast first when we arrive." The cavalry leader led the introduction. "The leader of our wandering badgers, Mr. Black Eyes, said that it is very difficult for you small tribes. There is not much grain and long-haired sheep. I'm afraid you won't be able to survive." Come back to Gray Goose. As brothers of the Gray Goose Tribe, our Badger Tribe should help everyone!"
"Oh, that's great," Luo Er replied, "I guess a lot of people have already arrived, right? I see it's really lively outside your camp!"
"That's it." At this moment, the cavalry went up a slope, and the leading barbarian pointed at several small tribes in the distance, "Have you seen them? The riders in their camp are already eating and drinking in our camp. , our Lord Heitong said, we will kill a sheep every day to provide for everyone!"
"Great!" Lant said, and then began to calculate whether this wandering badger tribe really had enough food to supply so many barbarian cavalry from other tribes.
These cavalry eat a lot and have a high demand for meat. It is difficult for a medium-sized tribe to sustain themselves like this.
If such a simple supply is unsustainable, it means that Lord Black Eyes has the same idea as Gray Goose. They both want to gather the resources of the surrounding barbarian tribes and attack larger tribes.
But thinking about it, I seem to have the same idea, Lant thought. From this point of view, don’t laugh at others. You can just visit and learn from it. I just don’t know how to escape unscathed.
