my causal simulator

Chapter 54 These horse thieves are too chicken thieves
When Kuotai knelt down, the twenty or thirty young men behind him all knelt down immediately: "I am willing to obey orders! No one here is afraid of death!"

Lin Shuhang is still too unfamiliar with regaining people's hearts, not to mention the current situation is far from being able to talk about people's hearts.

But I have never seen pigs running before eating pork, and he also knelt down on one knee like Kuotai, and with a light sentence, he diverted the purpose of everyone's kneeling: "For the tribe!"

Sure enough, those people who were a little bit unconvinced when they knelt down just now felt smoother and their faces looked much better.

They are all Huns, who wants to kneel down to a Han?No matter how awesome he is.

But now it feels like they are kneeling down to their tribe, their own loyalty and blood.

"For the tribe!" All the young and strong shouted in unison, with slightly reddened eye sockets.

Good guy, the whole tribe was bloodied in an instant, the old man's complexion was rosy, the woman's tears were dancing, and the children's blood was boiling.

But next second...

"Look!" Humir exclaimed, pointing to the sky.

The clansmen all looked up.

In the moonlight in the mid-air, a swift eagle shadow hovered over the tribe.

Lin Shuhang recognized at a glance that this was the eagle that chased him to death last time.

"Oh shit!"

Kuotai stood up abruptly, pulled the bow and arrow from the horse thief's body, bent the bow and shot.

Kuotai's real name is actually Woerkuotai, and Jebe means sharpshooter. People in the tribe used to call him Kuotai Jebie, just to praise his unparalleled archery skills.

Pong!
With an arrow flying, the Nighthawk was taken aback. Obviously very experienced, he quickly flew high.

The horse thief's bow was no more than two stones, and the bow and arrow gradually became weaker and slower in mid-air, and finally turned and fell in the air, not even touching a hair of the nighthawk.

Chirp~~~
With a howl of the eagle, the nighthawk quickly flew away, disappeared in the night, and soon disappeared.

The clansmen suddenly felt their scalps go numb, and now they don't have to take any chances anymore.

"Hurry up!"

Under the call of Humi Langtai, everyone took action.

There is only time for a cup of tea, and the soft belongings at home can be taken easily, mainly food, dairy products and kettles that are convenient to carry.

Everyone is aware of the seriousness of the matter, and the horror of the jackal has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. At this time, being greedy for money is no different from killing one's life.

Lin Shuhang only had time to do three things.

First, count the soldiers and pack up the armaments.

The whole tribe counts more than 27 young and strong men who can participate in the battle. In addition to preparing their own sabers, bows and arrows, even the equipment on the horse thieves has been searched and fully armed. The weapons of this era are not like those of later generations. If there are two or three of them, the knife edge has to be rolled directly. Of course, it is better to be more prepared.

Second: Let Kuotai drive all the remaining brown cattle of the tribe over, and tie flammable straw to their tails, so that they can charge the enemy with fire bull formations.

The third: pull all the felt tents with wheels under the center of the tribe that can be pulled to the west side, roughly block the vacant area of ​​the sloping fence, and clean up some small tents at the same time, leaving the most spacious passage in the middle. This is called inviting you into the urn.

But just as everyone hurriedly tied straw to the brown oxtail, and the clansmen were still gathering with their families, there was already a shout of killing from the west.

The horseshoes vibrated the ground, and it was only about two or three miles away from the tribe. The large torches looked like seventy or eighty riders by visual estimation. They should be the horse thief who was ambushing on the other side of the mountain during the last simulation. The distance was the closest and the fastest.

Everyone's faces changed.

Lin Muyuan's voice shouted loudly: "Don't pack your things anymore, Humir, let Grandpa take the people away immediately!"

"Kuotai! Lead people to ambush on the left side, Borhu lead people to ambush on the right side, and kill them together after the fire bull rushes past!"

"Xiao Getai and others, listen to my order and prepare to light the fire bull!"

After all, the herdsmen were still afraid of the jackal's name. Although Shicai was mentally prepared, he was still flustered when he saw the horse thief appearing.

Fortunately, Lin Shuhang shouted a few words full of anger and incomparable calmness, which instantly made people feel like they had found their backbone.

Everyone involuntarily followed his orders immediately, as if they had unconsciously taken his words as orders from the leader.

A large number of old people, women and children ran out on horseback from the south, and in front of the tribal entrance on the west side, all the soldiers were already in full formation.

Xiao Getai stood next to Lin Shuhang holding a torch to light the fire. Looking at the large number of horse thieves galloping ahead, and hearing the yelling, his palms couldn't stop trembling slightly.

"Is the fire on?" he asked anxiously.

"Wait!" Lin Shuhang checked the distance with his eyes.

The plan is very simple. Just like the fifty riders who charged in the south before, use a large felt tent to make this entrance into a pocket, and wait for the horse thieves to rush in before lighting the fire ox to attack, which will at least kill more than half of them.

But the imagination was beautiful, but the reality immediately slapped him.

I saw that the large group of horse thieves stopped when they were about a hundred meters away from the entrance, and followed closely...

shhhhhhhh!

There was a sound of breaking wind in the night, the night was ignited, and what flew in the air were suddenly dozens of ignited rockets!
"Fuck!" Lin Shuhang cursed secretly, wishing he could slap himself.

In the novel, there is no such thing as the protagonist being able to fart in the east wind.

I really have no experience in marching and fighting, so I think everything is too simple.

After all, they must have obtained the information that the fifty cavalry were lost in the tribe before, and they knew that the Tufang tribe was prepared.

And for a tribe that is prepared, the situation is calm at this moment. For these gangsters who have been fighting with swords and blood all year round, if they don't suspect fraud, they are completely out of their minds. Just now the patriarch should have set the tribe's tent on fire earlier to create The chaotic scene inside is to relax the vigilance of these horse thieves.

In addition, the pocket-shaped entrance is deliberately made, although it is more convenient for the fire bull formation to attack and cause damage, but such an obvious trap, probably only pigs will directly sneak in. It is a pity that these horse thieves are not pigs.

It’s really clever but being misunderstood by cleverness... But it’s okay, failure is success, fuck it, strategizing and so on, you can only pretend next time.

Now, try to kill enemies and earn karma coins!

The flying rockets landed on the tents piled up at the entrance in the blink of an eye, followed by the second round of rockets.

These tents were flammable. When the two rockets came down, the entire entrance was immediately ignited. Although no one was hurt, it frightened the cows who were preparing to be nearby.

The herd suddenly lost control, and before Xiao Getai and others went to set fire to drive them away, they had already scattered and fled, unable to drive back.

It also knocked down a large area of ​​tents, not to mention igniting a bigger fire, and even the young and strong people hiding behind were all exposed.

The horse thief on the opposite side laughed. At this time, he actually bypassed the burning entrance on the west side and headed south, as if he wanted to take another direction to kill the tribe.

This is really the worst situation. Lin Shuhang originally wanted to use the tents and terrain in the tribe, as well as the fire at the entrance to delay, and fight against the horse thieves first.

"Damn it, don't let them pass! The patriarch and they will be found!"

Kuotai ran out disgraced by the smoke, but he didn't mean to blame Lin Muyuan, after all, he also thought that the fire bull formation was a super excellent tactic just now, and he was full of praise.

There is no way to retreat. My first show as a conductor was a complete failure. Fortunately, I still have a knife and another backup.

"Warriors, assemble and get on the horse!" Lin Shuhang was the first to step onto the horse and raised his waist knife: "Follow me!"

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