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Chapter 401 Support and interception

As a local garrison that his parents didn't love, Xia Bangwei didn't have many horses in his hands.

Everyone hurriedly stuffed something into their mouths, and then spread their legs and ran westward.

The reinforcements sent by Kang Ansheng finally set off.

Most of them come from the Anjing and Shizheng tribes.

A few days ago, Kang Ansheng went to visit Blood Moon Yingxiang, and when he came back, he decided to attack Stone City with the Blood Moon people.

And small tribes like Anjing and Shizheng became the first people to attack the city.

It is said that it is the first batch of siege, but it is actually cannon fodder.

Fortunately, Elder Dong took over the task of attacking the city later, and these small tribes were freed, and were finally sent to the periphery to guard.

Now it is even sent to Yangguan Ancient Road for support.

The two tribes are now well-equipped, but after leaving the camp, from the generals down to the soldiers, they all linger.

"He brewed it, isn't this asking us to die again?" The soldiers yelled at each other.

As everyone knows, there are [-] elite soldiers from the Yunchui Empire in the Yangguan Ancient Road, while there are only a little over [-] Xiliang people stationed at the entrance of the ancient road.

The two sides are simply out of proportion.

More than 1 of them went there, saying clearly that support is actually almost the same as giving away a head.

Thinking about it this way, the two small tribes looked at the flat land ahead, but they seemed to see a road leading to hell.They cursed again and again, each of them dawdling and unwilling to move.

In the end, under the scolding and whipping of the warlord sent by Angel, the two tribes had no choice but to go in the direction of Yangguan Ancient Road in three steps.

Within twenty miles, horseshoes sounded suddenly behind the small mound on the right.

kill!

Accompanied by the sound of horseshoes, there was a deafening and deafening shout of killing.

Hearing this familiar Yun Chui language, An Jing and Shi Zheng's calves were trembling, and they hurriedly looked for the sound in fear.

A huge banner rushed out first.

A variant of the word "Ling" was embroidered on it, and it was surrounded by silky pastures, which represented the Yingling Horse Farm.

Ying Ling Legion!
Seeing the aggressive appearance of the Yingling man on horseback gnashing his teeth, the men and horses here felt a little guilty.

Although there is still a little distance between the two sides, the people in front of them are already in a mess.

"Everyone stay calm."

Patriarch Anjing's voice sounded at the right time.

"We in Xiliang are a nation on horseback. Anyone who dares to challenge us on horseback will die."

"The first five rows are mounted with spears, and the rear is ready for bows and arrows. Brothers go up to let them know how powerful we Xiliang people are!"

It's a pity that there were no loudspeakers in ancient times, and they were not making movies.In the noisy sound of horseshoes, except for the guards around Patriarch Anjing, few people could hear him.

Even if I heard it, I snorted.

What to fight.If he wins, the credit belongs to Angel; if he loses and becomes disabled, he is the one who is injured and dies.

The two sides are getting closer.

Boom boom boom!
At this moment, the war drums from somewhere began to ring heavily, and the beating became louder and louder and more urgent.

Everyone's hands and feet felt weak.

The hearts of the people from the Anjing and Shizheng tribes dropped a few more beats.

Worse!

The two sides walked towards each other, and the Yingling Legion arrived in the blink of an eye accompanied by the drums, and the soldiers in the front had already set their arrows and drew their bows.

Looking at the shining arrows, the soldiers at the front of Anjing suddenly panicked.

Some people set up arrows tremblingly for a long time, but they couldn't put the arrow on the bowstring.

They panicked, and subconsciously pinched the belly of the war horse under their crotch, and turned the horse's head and squeezed northward without hesitation.

At this time, there is only one thought in everyone's mind: run, run quickly, otherwise the arrow will fall.

Originally, the vanguard team was chaotic, but when these people crowded on horseback, the chaos became even more chaotic, and it quickly became a mess.

Shhhhhh.

There was no order, but after entering the shooting range, the soldiers of the Yingling Legion loosened their hands at the same time, and arrows rained down immediately.

After releasing the arrows, they did not continue to rush forward, but separated left and right, and quickly circled to the two sides to make way for the road.

At this time, the people behind had already charged up, similarly let out the arrows in their hands, and then followed the brothers in front to go around.

In this way, one after another, everyone launched an attack in an orderly manner.

The rain of arrows on the heads of the soldiers of the Anjing tribe continued continuously.

Ahhh.

咴咴咴.

Soon, there were screams everywhere.

Patriarch Anjing was furious, and shouted loudly: "Don't panic, there aren't many of them, they all crushed them and got close to each other! Run them to death."

Many people finally came back to their senses after hearing the words of the patriarch, and began to shoot arrows with fire.

Some people were not afraid of death, so they rode their horses and rushed over.

But more people still couldn't hear what he said, and even if they heard it, they ignored it.These people collectively turned to the north, intending to distance themselves from the Yingling people.

"A bunch of idiots!"

Patriarch An Jing felt sad in his heart.

He drew out his sword, stabbed a few horses in anger, but still couldn't stop the little soldiers from fighting and flinching, only a long sigh.

"Listening to the sound of the enemy's hooves, the Yingling people can only survive by three or four thousand riders. Our two tribes have a total of 1 people. You are afraid to hide yourself!"

"Patriarch, it's not good!"

At this time, a small soldier on horseback rushed over against the flow of people.

"Under the leadership of their patriarch, the Shizheng tribe stopped collectively. It seems that they are preparing to leave the battlefield."

"What?" Patriarch Anjing scratched his neck in disbelief and looked north.

It's a pity that there was chaos everywhere, and he didn't see anything.

"They dare!"

But the patriarch Shizheng just dared.

"The Yingling people are well-trained and disciplined in advancing and retreating. The soldiers' ambitions are like a rainbow, and they are invincible. And Anjing is now in a mess. Mixing with them will drag us down sooner or later, and it must be a dead end."

"Everyone in the Shizheng tribe will go with the patriarch."

"Yes! But the patriarch, where are we going now?"

The world is vast, and the talking soldier looks left and right.He was full of hesitation, feeling as if he couldn't see the way forward.

"Let the Anjing people continue to fight with the Yingling people. Let's go to Yangguan Ancient Road."

"set off!"

After finishing speaking, the wild lion clamped the horse's belly and took the lead in heading northeast.

He looked into the distance, his eyes flickered, and his heart was full of calculations.

After arriving at the ancient crossing of Yangguan, everything played by ear.

If the defenders at Gudaokou can hold it, they will go up to help.

In case the ancient road crossing is in danger or even breached, immediately turn around and bring your men back to Stone City.

I believe that with the horses under him, escaping the enemy's pursuit should not be a problem.

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Ying Ling Legion.

"General, the Shizheng tribe has left the battlefield and is heading directly to the Yangguan Ancient Road."

The general still had a blood-oozing bandage around his waist, but as if he had never heard of it, he kept beating the drum in front of him with all his strength.

Ugh.

He sighed secretly.

The army general Kong Chunhui assigned him a small number of troops, only 4000.It was a blessing to be able to hold back the Anjing tribe, and basically cared about the departing Shizheng tribe.

"Pass down the order to the general to eat the Anjing tribe, and none of their remnant soldiers are allowed to escape back to the stone city."

"Yes!"

(End of this chapter)