It was not until noon on the second day that the rain at the border finally began to weaken.
Xu Mu stuffed a dry, sticky ball into his mouth, drank some water, chewed it for a few times, and swallowed it with difficulty.
Three or four horses galloped back from the front. Zhou Zun, who was exploring the way, suddenly looked solemn.
"Master, here we come! The Di people's baggage team is here!"
"Several people?"
"Not just a thousand riders, but nearly two thousand!"
"How far is it?"
"Less than thirty miles."
Xu Mu wiped his face and made up his mind. The Di people's baggage team with two thousand riders was a very difficult number for them.
"How about falling into a horse trap!"
"My boss, unless they don't follow the official path, they will definitely be trapped!" Chen Sheng said in a calm voice.
"How many horses can be trapped?"
"If we dig further on both sides of the official road, it will completely collapse. Now, it can only sink four to five hundred horses!"
"Where's the caltrop!"
"My boss, the wood caltrops and ground spears have been buried!"
"Where is the carbine!" Chen Sheng turned his head. Although he had asked once before, the heavy feeling in his heart forced him to repeat it again.
"Two hundred handles were tied!"
Going down the mountain from Tuotou Mountain, I couldn't bring a long wooden spear with me, so I had to pick up some local materials, pick up some long tree sticks, tie the knife to the head of the stick, and use it to stab the horse.
Xu Mu took a deep breath and glanced behind him, where there were more than 200 people dressed as Di Gou.
"Mount."
"call."
"Don't say anything. If you meet someone from Di, just listen to my commands!"
"I'll find out later!"
"Feng Qiu, if the trap collapses, take action immediately!"
After leaving a sentence, Xu Mu had a cold face, and with the figure of two hundred riders, he rushed forward in the light rain.
…
Tap tap tap.
A tall armored horse rode steadily along the official road. On the horseback, there is a Di Renduhou with a face like an eagle and a wolf, with fierce eyes. He occasionally raises his head and stares at the muddy official road ahead.
Under the saddle on the horse's belly hangs a unique long scimitar. After being washed away by the rain, it shines with a dazzling luster from time to time.
"Condor."
The accompanying personal guards listened to the order and immediately blew a loud whistle into the sky. Not long after, a huge gray-brown goshawk tore through the fading rain curtain, flew over quickly, and landed on Duhou's shoulder.
Duhou smiled grimly, took out two bloodshot eyeballs from the blood-stained robe, and handed them to Goshawk.
The goshawk pecked into its belly a few times, then flapped its wings, tore through the rain curtain again, and flew forward.
"Duhou, why is this?"
"The Qinghe tribe has not returned all night." Duhou, who looked like an eagle and a wolf, said in a deep voice.
"The tribe of more than three hundred people suddenly stopped moving."
"Or went to plunder?"
"In this section of more than a hundred miles, Ji Ren has been killed, and everything that should be robbed has been robbed. It was a rainy night last night, so I won't waste such effort."
Duhou raised his head and looked at the sky with some annoyance.
"After two months of bloody border battles, the people in Hezhou are in trouble this time."
"Be careful."
Duhou withdrew his head, turned back, and looked at the long procession of two thousand people behind him, carrying a huge load of food and grass, at least a hundred trains of carriages.
An army of more than 100,000 people was attacking the city overnight, and the baggage was getting tighter. The batch that was finally collected had to be sent over again after two days in Wangzhou.
"Those big tribes are useless. They haven't been able to conquer Hezhou for so long. If I, the Divine Eagle Tribe, were allowed to go, those Ji people would have been frightened to death when they heard about our reputation."
There is an unwritten rule in Beidi. Only the tribes attacking the city can massacre and loot the city after the city is broken. The rest who did not participate are not allowed to move.
"I really miss it. When we were attacking Wangzhou, we were the siege army. As soon as the city gate was broken, they entered the city and burned and killed them! Those young and beautiful women who were in charge of the people were all gone and there was still not enough points, so they could only go around killing people. Eyesight."
Chopping off the eyes to feed the eagles is the favorite thing of the condor tribe.
"Not even an eyeball was left alive among the three thousand Jiren Tongzi camp, they were all eaten into the eagle's belly."
The two thousand Di people accompanying him roared with laughter.
"Eh? Duhou, the condor is back."
Duhou raised his head in astonishment, wondering why the tribe's sacred eagle suddenly returned. It was flying to Hezhou to make an announcement.
"Could it be that the condor discovered something——"
Bang.
A small short arrow suddenly shot into the air and pierced the head of the goshawk.
"Condor——"
The condor tribe of more than two thousand people all screamed in shock. What a shame it is for the totem beast in the tribe to be shot dead.
"Follow me!" Duhou gritted his teeth.
The horseman could not run a few more steps, but the first group of Di people who bore the brunt suddenly fell on their backs.
Hundreds of figures on horseback fell one after another along with the collapsed official road. The shrill neighing of horses and the sounds of people in pain could be heard for a while.
"Duhou, you are trapped in a horse trap!"
"There's an ambush!"
"Stop the horse!" Duhou grabbed the long scimitar and roared angrily.
Unfortunately, as soon as his voice fell, on both sides of the official road, more than a dozen ground spears made of scimitars were dragged by the rope from a distance, and a bunch of soil flew away, and they were slapped hard towards the middle.
In an instant, another two to three hundred men and horses were killed by spears on their heads.
Feng Qiu, who was hiding not far from the official road, clutched the simple saber in his hand and sweated. When he saw that the Beidi people were ambushed, he immediately let out a whistle.
Under the slight curtain of rain, a series of arrows rained down, causing the Di people in the Condor Tribe to scream and scream.
"Hold your bow and kill!"
Feng Qiu led a horse stabbing team of 200 people, running the fastest, and stabbed the wooden stick with a long knife into the belly of the horse on the side.
Dozens of pained Di horses were frightened and kicked their hooves, running around without caring about being shouted at. In a short time, the entire Di camp became even more chaotic.
"Stab again!"
"Disperse the array!" Duhou Di looked around and couldn't stop shouting.
"Duhou, these are Ji people! They are coming around!"
"Where did Ji Ren come from!"
The Duhou of Di Ren looked horrified. If this matter were reported to King Zuoli, it would be such bad news.
"Don't mess up, separate the formations, use your sword to kill the enemy!"
But the more than a hundred horses, frightened and in pain, were still running away wildly, knocking over people one after another. After killing these frightened horses and regaining consciousness, they discovered that the ambush Ji Ren had already surrounded them.
I wanted to rein in my horse and run, but before I could run a few more steps, I stepped on a dense thorn again. As they came and went, hundreds of riders died.
Marquis Di Rendu felt extremely aggrieved. If he hadn't been ambushed, the less than three thousand Ji people in front of him would have been beaten to death in just a few rounds.
"Duhou, there seems to be reinforcements!"
Du Hou looked back in surprise, and found that behind the official road, there were two or three hundred men on horseback, holding scimitars and rushing toward them.
"As long as reinforcements are used to defeat the Jiren, we will have a chance to counterattack!"
"Cooperate with the reinforcements!" Duhou raised his long scimitar, his tone full of anger. He wanted to cut out the eyes of Ji Ren in front of him one by one.
…
Running on the official road, Xu Mu had a cold expression on his face. The Beidi people's baggage team in front looked like fools, undefended, waiting for them to rush over.
"Si Hu, remember what you said, the one holding the long sword is Duhou!"
"know!"
Si Hu roared angrily, and at the speed of the attack, he pulled the reins high with one hand, and Di Ma was also lifted up by him.
One man and one horse leaped up in the rain. The cleavage knife crossed the blade, shining coldly under the wash of the rain.
"I! I am the Tiger of the Great Epoch!"
belch--
Di Renduhou's whole body trembled inexplicably, his eyes bulged, and he made a "hiccup" sound in his throat.
boom!
After Si Hu's leaping horse landed and knocked over seven or eight Di people, the accompanying Di horse could no longer bear the force and twisted its leg in pain until it staggered and fell into the mud.
"belch."
Di Renduhou still maintained the action of raising the knife, and his whole body opened a bloodstain at a speed visible to the naked eye, and blood splashed out wildly.
The corpses of both men and horses fell over with a bang and lay in a pool of blood.
