The first wave of fighting lasted for three minutes.
As the two groups of men and horses completed a position exchange, a large amount of corpses and flesh were left on the ground wherever they passed, both human and horse.
However, the smell of blood is not strong, which is good for fighting on the grassland. The wind is strong, and the smell of blood is not obvious during fast riding.
Zhao Ming was breathing heavily, the hand holding the knife was already trembling, and his face turned pale.
There were several more stab wounds and arrow wounds on the body, and the blood had already made the coat appear rosy.
The blood loss made Zhao Ming feel extremely depressed and his strength was declining.
Glancing at the brothers around him, he saw that there were more than forty brothers before the charge, but now only about twenty were left.
It was cut in half again, and every one of the remaining ones was seriously injured, and there was no one without injuries. Several of them were about to die, and they were even more precarious while sitting on the horse.
There were also a few people who rode in pairs. It was obvious that the former's horse was killed when he charged, and the brothers who followed him quickly pulled it up with quick eyesight and hands.
This can also be saved. If the reaction is a little slower, or the position is wrong, it happens to be directly opposite the next charge, and you will die.
But Zhao Ming's side was miserable, and the other side was even worse.
There are more than 200 people, and the number of people is probably reduced by about 70 or 80 people. At first glance, it seems that the number of people has been reduced by nearly half, and the team has shrunk a lot.
But the situation is still extremely pessimistic. There are more than 200 people on the other side who have completed the direction change and are preparing to continue to take turns for the second wave of charges.
Gudong! ~
The wind was so loud around him that Zhao Ming seemed to hear the sounds of the brothers around him swallowing their saliva.
Following Zhao Ming to the grassland, these brothers had long thought about this day, but who wouldn't be afraid when it really comes to this moment?
Seeing that the leader over there was already making gestures to prepare for a charge, Zhao Ming's heart sank to the bottom.
"Damn it, you don't have martial ethics!~"
He cursed inwardly, but saw that the other party had already launched a charge.
"kill!"
Zhao Ming took his last breath, gritted his teeth and shouted hoarsely.
Damn it, that's it. If you want me, Zhao Ming, to die, you will have to break one of your front teeth.
The remaining Zhensong army once again boosted their morale and prepared for the last stand.
However, just when the difference between the two sides was less than fifty meters, the other side turned a corner, and then the remaining enemy cavalry on the other side, more than a hundred or so, also galloped away in the same direction.
That direction was the direction they came from. Did they... run away?
Everyone was in a daze, not understanding what was going on. It was obviously the last blow.
But as the group of enemy cavalry on the opposite side had moved away and an empty position was revealed, everyone realized what was going on. Reinforcements were coming.
However, as the reinforcements approached, Zhao Ming discovered that they were only fifty people.
It's just that when they were running, they consciously spread out from each other, and they were far apart, so it seemed that there were quite a lot of them.
The people who came were Monkey, a group of brothers from the Song Suppressing Army, and also the young man Ala.
"Master Zhao, are you okay?"
When he saw Zhao Ming's tragic situation, the monkey was shocked and rushed forward to check the situation.
"Let's go first! After the brothers' corpses, you can bring more brothers over and pull them back!"
Zhao Ming waved his hand and motioned for everyone to return directly.
When this happens now, once the other party reacts, who knows if they will kill him or not.
In their current condition, and the quality of their horses is far inferior to that of their opponent, it is difficult to guarantee that they will not be overtaken.
On the way back, Zhao Ming also asked why the monkey came so quickly.
"Master Zhao, aren't we preparing for the winter? We have almost finished collecting the forage nearby, so we want to go further to find forage.
No, I happened to meet Ala. I rushed over when I heard that there was an accident here. "
As he spoke, the monkey's face looked particularly ugly, and he asked in a low voice, "Master Zhao, are you sure who this is? Could it be the Bayan from last time?"
"Won't!"
Zhao Ming just thought about it for a moment and shook his head.
Zhao Ming had noticed before that Bayan's bows were covered with a layer of cowhide and had some totems on them.
He also noticed this group of people just now. They also had cowhide and totems, but the patterns were different.
The possibility of disguise cannot be ruled out, but it would not be such a blatant act of revenge.
"Of course, it doesn't matter if it is or who it is. We have been targeted, and we move so fast!~ Are you so impatient?"
Zhao Ming couldn't help but murmur as he spoke, what was hidden on this grassland that made these people so eager to kill him?
Selling arms?
No, there isn't even a military factory nearby, and the grassland people are more accustomed to using bows.
He also saw the shooting speed of those enemy cavalry just now. In fact, it was no slower than their spear shooting, and it was more accurate.
In a head-on shooting, Zhao Ming would definitely suffer a big loss.
"Then...could someone have tipped off the news?" As he spoke, the monkey quietly glanced at Ala, who was walking at the outermost edge of the team, looking unkind.
"Haha, that's even less so. Pingqian Tunbu can't do such a thing, and besides, there are more than just Pingqiantun next to us.
It is not difficult to know the news that I am going out. Of course this is an exploitable excuse. "
Zhao Ming said no more words.
At the same time, the large group of cavalrymen walking away on the other side glanced back, and the leader was so angry that he pulled off his face towel.
"A bunch of idiots! They were scared away just like that!"
This man was cursing, and his face was very distinctive.
He is nearly middle-aged, his skin is red, but there is a long and oblique scar on his face, which runs from his right forehead to his left chin.
When one right eye is opened, it is very turbid and white. It is obviously a one-eyed person.
His voice was very deep, like a rolling low thunder, which fell in everyone's ears and silenced them.
But everyone couldn't help but murmur in their hearts, it's you who is giving the orders.
"Chief Shepherd, what should we do now? Should we continue chasing?" a man asked in a low voice.
"Chasing? What are you chasing after? Do you want to bring this matter out directly?" The one-eyed middle-aged man scolded again.
"Then... let's go back?"
"Clean up the corpses first and take away the corpses of the clan members! No evidence can be left behind!"
The one-eyed old man shook his head. With things like this, he didn't know how to explain it to the village owner when he returned home.
"Now we can only hope that Zhao Ming dies in this attack, otherwise we will be in big trouble!"
A group of people quickly started working. They moved very quickly and rushed to the previous fighting area.
At the same time, more than a dozen people were separated and patrolled around, while the remaining people quickly carried their own bodies on horseback.
It took no more than five minutes to go back and forth, and then flew away quickly.
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As Zhao Ming and others returned to the camp, there was a sudden panic.
Many brothers rushed back one after another and asked about the situation, all of them looked livid with anger.
Among them, Tao Yan and Ah Fu were the most worried about Zhao Ming, especially since Tao Yan's eyes were already red and she started to carefully clean Zhao Ming's wounds with her trembling hands.
