They were running in front, and Nie Chen and others were chasing after them. There was always two miles between them.
The fifteen-mile radius was quickly reached, and a tribe was seen in the distance. Qi Yansong was so happy that he rushed over with everyone.
There is a warm and peaceful scene in this small tribe. The men are herding cattle and sheep and sorting the prey. The women are cleaning the cowhide and sheepskins and drying them. The children are playing happily.
Suddenly, a group of cavalry rushed towards them in the distance. The men were shocked and immediately picked up their weapons to prepare for defense.
"Don't fire your arrows! I am Qi Yansong! Let the leader of your Huangyan tribe come out to see me!"
Qiyan Song shouted loudly.
The Huangyan tribe is affiliated with the Qiyan tribe. Naturally, they have heard of the name Qiyan Song, and someone immediately went to call the leader.
After the middle-aged leader came out, Qi Yansong and others also came to the tribe and stopped their horses.
"The great second leader of the Qiyan tribe, why did you come to our Huangyan tribe?"
The leader of the Huangyan tribe, who had wolf fangs hanging from his neck, put his palm on his chest and said.
"Chief Huangyan, immediately gather all the men in your tribe and take up arms to defend against the enemy. There are more than a thousand people behind us chasing us."
The leader of Huangyan changed his face when he heard this. He called MMP in his heart, and then immediately shouted loudly, asking all the men of the tribe to gather together.
The tribe was not big. Soon, many men rushed over with swords, sticks, bows and arrows. Those who did not come were also on the way.
At this time, the mighty cavalry team also rushed forward.
Looking at the barbarians with weapons not far away, Nie Chen shouted,
"Disperse the whole army, charge freely, kill the enemy, pay attention to the enemy's tents and buildings, don't hit them!"
The 1,500 cavalrymen immediately spread out, picked up the crossbows in their hands, and greeted the enemies in the distance.
Whoosh whoosh!
The overwhelming crossbow arrows poured down like a torrential rain and fell into the crowd. Many barbarians were killed on the spot, and those who survived were also injured.
The leader of the Huangyan tribe changed his face when he saw this, and said,
"Second leader, where did this enemy come from? When did the Feng Army have such powerful troops?"
"Where should I know, Grandma Te, we barbarians have grown up on horses since childhood, how can we be bullied by two-legged sheep from the Central Plains on horseback?
I won’t run away anymore. You sons of the barbarian tribe, please join me in killing these two-legged sheep! "
Qi Yansong roared angrily, pulled out his sword, and led the tribe members to charge back towards the cavalry.
Although the people in these tribes have worse equipment and fewer numbers than Qi Yansong's army, they have high fighting spirit because they are not invading others, but fighting to defend their homeland. They believe that evil The wind people brandished butcher knives and trampled on their homes, killing their men and robbing their women, cattle and sheep.
The cavalry dispersed and rushed into the tribe, and started street fighting with the enemy between tents and cattle and sheep pens. Because there were too many obstacles, the speed of the cavalry was greatly reduced.
Fortunately, the cavalry were well-equipped, with crossbows and steel knives, so they could easily resist and massacre the barbarians.
A chaotic war broke out in the tribe.
The men were fighting outside, while the women and children below the wheel height were hiding in the tents and shivering.
They did not go to war. Fighting was a matter for men and had nothing to do with women.
There are frequent wars between tribes. They have long been accustomed to wars and being robbed. The fate of women on the grassland is just a reproductive tool. In addition to giving birth to children, they can do some groceries, sew and mend, and feed cattle and sheep. What.
No matter who takes them away, they will just continue to give birth to children in another place. The victorious tribe will take away the women and the children below the wheels. These are trophies. The other men will kill them all or tie them with ropes. slave.
The war outside is raging, and the tribe with more than 3,000 young men cannot be killed all at once.
War is not about both sides posing and fighting one-on-one based on the proportion of the number of people. The battlefield environment and military formation are very important.
Although the battle was one-sided, some people on the cavalry side fell off their horses from time to time and were hacked to death by the barbarians.
Some barbarians would climb up to the tent, jump down, and face the saber. Even when they were stabbed to their core, they would knock a cavalryman to the ground to create opportunities for their companions.
In the middle position, Da Dangjia, Nie Chen, Lin Guang, and Ma Niubai also fought with Qi Yansong and other leaders.
The fight between the two sides was extremely fierce and it was difficult to tell the difference.
Qiyan Song, as the second leader of the Qiyan tribe, is also a man who is strong and capable of conquering and fighting. At this time, in a fight with the big boss, he will not give in too much. The fight is inseparable.
With one against two, Ma Niubi defeated the two tribal leaders and was able to find time to kill one or two barbarians who came for a sneak attack.
Lin Guang stabbed a barbarian leader in front of him with his spear. He turned around and saw the fierce fighting on the head's side. For a moment, he couldn't take down Qi Yansong, so he immediately hit his horse and hit Qi Yansong's horse on the butt.
Qi Yansong's horse was frightened and fell to the side. The master seized the opportunity and chopped off Qi Yansong's head with a knife.
The battlefield is not a fair place. Everything is aimed at killing the enemy. No one will fight you one-on-one.
Lin Guang used his gun to pick up Qi Yansong's head and shouted,
"Qiyan Song is dead, please surrender immediately!"
Then, his shouting did not make the barbarians stop attacking, but instead started attacking even more desperately.
These people are not the Qiansong people at all, they are not the army he leads. Whether Qiansong dies or not has little impact on them. On the contrary, now the Feng people are trampling on their homes and massacring their relatives, which makes them absolutely unable surrender.
According to their thinking, once they surrender, they will die, and the wind people will eat their cattle and sheep, sleep with their wives, and beat their children. They must not surrender. They must drive away all the wind people!
"Kill!"
A barbarian child of twelve or thirteen years old held a sharpened stick high and stabbed the head of the master.
The eldest master didn't even look, and cut the child in half with one knife.
Nie Chen couldn't bear to look at the child's immature face.
The headmaster looked at him and said,
"Boy, being kind to the enemy means being cruel. I have been fighting with the Qiyan tribe for decades, and I don't know how many barbarians I have killed.
I have seen too many barbarians like this child. They are more cruel than adults. They are extremely cruel when they kill wind people. There is no mercy in their eyes! "
Nie Chen nodded and said,
"I understand. I'm just not used to it. I'll get better naturally if I kill more people in the future."
"Yes, on the battlefield, you must have a heart of stone!"
