These Mongolian cavalry are very good at riding and can find their way just by relying on the dim moonlight at night. Moreover, they walked through areas with dense grass, so that the soft green grass would minimize the sound of the horses' hooves.
After a hard march for most of the night, all three men and horses arrived at the scheduled departure point. They estimated the time at the same time and then began to rest. The soldiers arranged for the war horses to simply eat some fodder. After adding a final meal, they sat quietly on the grass and rested against the war horses. Soon they will pounce on those damn Han people. The Immortal God will bless them to kill those Han people and seize enough loot!
At the appointed time, without coordination, the three teams actually started to gather the soldiers at almost the same time. At the same time, they also sent their best soldiers, led by people, to touch each other's outer sentries.
They have been dealing with the Ming army for many years, so they naturally know their opponents well and know that their sentries can be placed as far as five miles away. But they don't need to kill all the sentries. They only need to take down one or two sentries to tear a hole in the warning circle.
The cavalry responsible for leading the way reined in their horses from a distance, and the other cavalry also stopped silently. Hutch stepped forward and asked, "Is the Ming army's sentry post ahead?"
The cavalryman pointed forward and whispered: "The hill just ahead has been closed for two nights."
Hutch looked up, but it was so dark that he couldn't see anything clearly. He could only see the vaguely undulating mounds in front of him. Then he nodded and said, "Take five people and touch them. Don't let them make a sound."
The cavalryman nodded with a grin, stretched out his hand and nodded to five people. The five people silently jumped off their horses and pulled out their scimitars. Then they grabbed a handful of soil from the ground and smeared it on the sword. The six people quickly moved forward and touched it. Just disappeared into the night.
Hutch estimated that the distance between this place and the mound mentioned by the cavalry was only more than a mile, and it would only take a few minutes to arrive, so he patiently waited for the result.
At this time, on the hill mentioned by the cavalry, two night warriors were on guard. But one of them was resting, and the other was circling the two men's horses. These two people are very conscientious and strictly follow the instructions, changing shifts every hour.
And no matter how cold the wind on the grassland was, the two of them didn't light a bonfire. The sleeping person was just wrapped in a quilt. People who are awake can only rely on activities to maintain body temperature. This is a life where no one pays you any money every night, and neither do you. The pay is very high, but the responsibilities are heavy and the dangers are also great! The first person to die on the battlefield must be Ye Bushou!
The young man who was circling was still very conscientious. Every time he went around, he would always face the north and carefully look at the night. But the night was so dark that it was difficult to see anything beyond a hundred or two hundred meters. Even the undulating terrain in the distance could only be seen vaguely, and nothing could be seen clearly.
After he carefully observed the north and found no problems, he started to move his body with steps again. A vague small circle had been created by the two of them around his companion and the war horse. But just a few dozen steps away from him, in the grass, six black figures were lying there motionless.
When Zhong Ye kept watching, they all lowered their bodies and kept the scimitars in their hands as low as possible to avoid reflections. They followed the gaps between the grass and saw that when the Ming army began to move slowly at night, they began to move their bodies in the grass with the help of the sound of the wind.
Moreover, due to the tacit understanding of hunting all year round, these six people moved their bodies almost simultaneously without any communication, forming a semicircle to surround the two Ye Bushou. Their movements are like wild wolves hunting on the prairie, slow, firm and silent!
Whenever Ye Buzai turned to the north, they lowered their bodies close to the ground. When he moved, they used the sound of the wind to move slowly. But when they moved more than ten steps away from Ye Buzai, everyone They stopped in unison, because the front was already close to the top of the mound. The grass on it was not lush, and the distance was too close to cover their figures.
Seeing that they could no longer get closer, the six people contracted their bodies almost at the same time and made a movement to accumulate strength. They were waiting for the moment when the cavalry leading the way rushed out, and several others would follow and fight out together.
At this time, the night ended and I looked north again, starting to continue my circle.
Move your body in circles. Just when his body turned his back to the north, the taut body of the leading cavalry bounced away instantly and threw him from behind! The other five people also stood up and rushed forward almost at the same time! Among them, the three people on the left pounced directly on Ye Bushe, who was lying on the ground wrapped in a quilt.
Although the sound of leather boots on the ground is very faint, it is enough to wake people up in this silent night! Ye Bu Ting, who was circling in circles, immediately turned around when he heard the sound. At this time, the Mongolian cavalry had already rushed four or five steps in front of him!
Although he couldn't see what the people who rushed out looked like, he knew just by looking at their figures and the scimitars in their hands that the Mongols were coming! That night, the one who had never been there yelled: "Enemy attack!" Then he raised the one that had been placed on his waist and launched two short dashes, and they started firing continuously!
It was almost impossible to miss at such a close distance. The two cavalrymen immediately screamed and fell to the ground, but the scimitar of the leading cavalry had already slashed on the neck of the young Ye Buhu. Immediately, the head flew up and the body fell to the ground. !
At the same time, Ye Bu Ting, who was lying next to him, woke up when he heard the cry of "enemy attack", and then two consecutive blasts of firecrackers completely woke him up! But it was too late at this time. He had already seen three black figures rushing towards him, the scimitars in their hands shining with cold light!
He yelled, lifted the quilt, raised his hand and pointed at the two nearest people! It turns out that he always holds two short blunderbuss in his hand! But at this time, three scimitars had already struck at him like lightning, one slashed him in the face, another cut his throat, and the last one struck him in the chest!
In the severe pain, he did not let go, but almost pressed the trigger of the short gun against the bodies of the two Mongolians! But unfortunately, only one person was killed on the spot, and the other Mongolian was only shot through the stomach! Then he will die of anger if he doesn't pay for it all night!
The short battle started in an instant and ended in an instant! Five corpses fell on the ground, and a Mongolian with his stomach punched through was wailing! The two living Mongolian cavalry looked at each other, and one of them stepped forward and cut the wounded man's neck directly! His injury is hopeless, so why not give him a break!
