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Chapter 1641 Rise (3)

"Fight!"

Mengda was embarrassed, and his tall figure suddenly stood up from behind the pile of stones, bent his bow and set up an arrow, and shot three arrows in a row in the direction of the sound of the water. The three arrows were as fast as shooting stars, and a white wave was created in the air. , shot into the body of the Kazakh scout who was trying to get up from the water in embarrassment. The Kazakh scout, who had just found his body balance, did not expect to be sniped at such a close distance, and he had no defense at all.

In front of the fierce three arrows, his body trembled as if he had been hit hard, his blood-red eyes were wide open, his face was full of disbelief, his body fell straight into the flowing river, and the blood gushing out of the corpse stained the nearby river. Into dark red.

Standing up, Munda saw that the Kazakh scout was only about ten meters away from him. With the powerful shooting at a distance of nearly ten meters, none of the three long arrows shot by the finished glyph missed, and the sharp arrow shot through the Kazakh scout without hindrance. The thick leather armor with weak defense was shot out from the back of the body. The three swift arrows even surprised Munda himself. He didn't expect that he would burst out with such great power when he was excited.

The remaining two Kazakh scouts who were in the middle of the river were taken aback by the sudden change in front of them. Looking at their companions lying in the river with blood and blood, they aroused the Kazakhs' toughness even more. With a shout, he drew out the grassland scimitar at his waist like a half-moon arc.

With both feet slammed off the horse, under the superb riding skills of the Kazakhs, the Kazakhs’ horses stepped forward with both hooves, and the rear hoofs were strong. Standing up alone, the huge body of the horse brought the Kazakh rangers on horseback Jumping up as a whole, they leaped across the remaining shallow water of more than ten meters, and the scimitar in the hand of the Kazakh scout slashed at Munda's head with two cold lights.

"Damn Kazakhs!"

Mengda didn't expect the two Kazakh scouts to be so brave, they still rushed towards him without fear of death even when their companions were suddenly attacked. Seeing the two sword lights falling rapidly towards him, he didn't dare to be brave, and hurriedly bent over. The lower body hides behind the earthen wall in front of him.

"Clang, clang" the scimitar in the hand of the Kazakh scout slashed on the stones of the earthen wall, and the gravel burst and scattered in all directions. A war horse jumped over the dirt wall.

"Shoot them to death!" The fat man squatting behind the earth wall saw the horses crossing the earth wall and shouted loudly. The hundred mountain hunters who had already squatted behind the stone wall stood up at the same time and shot the arrows in their hands at the Kazakhs. He shot two Kazakhs who rode their horses across the stone wall into hedgehogs, and their bodies studded with arrows shook a few times and fell off the horses.

Seeing that the three scouts sent to the stone wall on the river bank to check the situation were all murdered, the Kazakh scout on the other side of the river took out a weird whistle from his neck.

"Wow!"

A clear and loud howl sounded from the Kazakh scouts on the other side of the river, revealing anxiety and grief.

After a while, there was a heavy "booming" sound of horseshoes behind the low hills not far from the opposite river beach, like bursts of rolling winter thunder. Rows of dark cavalry showed their majestic spirit from the top of the hill with heavy pressure. face.

These later cavalrymen were very different from the light and thick leather armor worn by the scouts in front. They wore a full set of steel scale armor all over their bodies, with a whole piece of circular steel inlaid on the chest, crotch, thighs and other important parts. The thick vest of the lower horse is like a demon walking out of the night.

"Hey, with so many cavalry, it's no wonder that a heavy infantry squadron defending the central fortress was able to kill all the armor. I'm afraid there are at least 200 people. It should be the main force of this Kazakh ranger!"

Fatty looked at the Kazakh heavy cavalry gathering on the hills by the opposite river, and counted them carefully with surprise on his face. Except for dozens of lightly armed scout cavalry, the rest were all heavy cavalry armed to the teeth.

Mengda next to him looked at the fat man who was still in a daze with an ugly expression, and remembered the fuzzy look shown by the fat man in front of him, and couldn't help kindly reminding: "My lord, these heavy cavalry are not as easy to deal with as the scouts in front. It is impossible for bows and arrows to penetrate such heavy armor, as long as they rush into our archers, we will have to wait for the slaughter!"

The fat man gave Munda a blank look, as if looking at an idiot: "What are you talking about! Don't tell me I don't even know what a heavy cavalry is! Archers can shoot through heavy armor, who would spend a lot of money to equip this expensive thing? But the whole body of this thing is full of treasures, if we take it all in,,,,, "

The fat man didn't continue talking, but his eyes were glowing red with excitement, and a stream of saliva flowed from his slightly opened mouth, like a hungry pervert suddenly seeing a naked and alluring beauty.

While the fat man and Munda were still arguing about the Kazakh heavy cavalry on the opposite side, the Kazakhs who had already assembled began to mobilize the horses in full vest at the crotch, holding the three-meter-long cavalry spears with a cold light in their hands, and divided them into three rows. Running towards the river, it was like a fast-moving iron mountain in the dim dusk.

The sound of rumbling horseshoes shook the ground, and the stone wall piled up by the fat man collapsed under the vibration of the ground, revealing a hundred pale-faced mountain hunters lying in ambush behind the stone wall.

Meng Da stood up from behind the stone wall with a pale face. The devastating power of the heavy cavalry charging in front made Meng Da, who had always flaunted his heroism, feel his calves trembling.

"What are you looking at, wait until the Kazakhs come to barrel your ass, brothers, run away!"

Mengda was about to ask the fat man what to do, when he suddenly heard the shameless fat man beside him yell, when he turned his head to look, he saw the fat man who was still beside him, who had already moved his two ugly short legs to the back Shanlin turned around and flew away, leaving him standing stupidly alone.

Seeing the lord take the lead in fleeing, the mountain hunters who had already been frightened by the heavy cavalry behind the stone wall no longer hesitated, like a broken embankment, sprinting all the way behind the fat man, thinking of the Kazakh heavy cavalry coming ashore on the opposite side. For a moment, whoever was the last was unlucky. Many mountain hunters took off their quiver and leather armor while running and threw them on the road.

The Kazakh heavy cavalry who were crossing the river saw those nasty hunters running away, but they ignored them. The mountain hunters are under pressure, it is a determination not to give up until they catch their prey.

Slowly follow the prey, let the panicked prey use up the last bit of strength, and finally give the fatal blow. This is the trick passed down by the Kazakhs. Although they are all hunters, the Kazakhs who hunt immediately for generations are obviously better than The colleagues in front who fled in panic and ran on two feet were more proficient in hunting and killing.

The crisp sound of horseshoes trampling on stones was like a urging talisman. The Kazakh heavy cavalry slowly crossed the river surface of more than ten meters, and finally stepped on the flat river beach. It smashed into pieces and turned into piles of broken pieces.

The Kazakhs, who were in a neat formation in the middle of the river, showed the habit of hunting in the grassland as soon as they landed. Amidst several loud whistles, the Kazakh heavy cavalry began to disperse, and the extremely tacit formation was like a moving big net, and rushed towards the scattered mountain hunters on the mountain road in the distance.

Seeing the fat man running ahead, Meng Da felt discouraged for a while. As a hunter who lived in the mountains all year round, Meng Da had always been confident in his vigorous skills, but seeing the fat man in front of him like a phantom, Meng Da really doubted the The fat man whose body is completely inconsistent with his agility is a fat mountain savage.

The sound of the rumbling war horses getting closer and closer, the mountain hunters fleeing in a hurry could even clearly hear the shouts from the Kazakh population behind them during the hunt. In order to survive, more mountain hunters even threw away their hunting bows. The scene of the deputy soldier being defeated like a mountain.

The mountain hunters who ran for their lives in fear made the Kazakh heavy cavalry who were chasing behind completely let down their vigilance, and the entire Kazakh army was immersed in the excitement of hunting.

From the north to the south, countless imperial regular troops who tried to block their way were easily defeated. The army in front of them, who looked like motley militias, would not be placed in front of these brave Kazakh heavy cavalry. These fleeing mountain hunters were lured into a narrow mountain pass.

"My lord, I can't do it anymore, I'm running out of breath, my chest is about to explode, and the brothers behind me can't hold it anymore!"

With a flushed face, Mengda bent over, opened his mouth wide to exhale, his throat was sore that he could speak hoarsely, and his body was sore, he supported the tree trunk in front of him to stand still. I ran for more than 200 meters in one breath. Although the hunters behind me were more and more embarrassed, the perennial mountain life kept these mountain hunters from falling behind.

"Everyone ran well. When the Kazakhs are dealt with, each will be rewarded with a gold coin."

The fat lord who was running in the front miraculously appeared in front of the hunter, his reddish fat face could barely see any sign of the panicked sprint just now, and he was amazed when he saw Munda.

"hiss!"

The two Kazakhs in heavy armor who were chasing at the front, like two big iron blocks that had been knocked, suddenly and inexplicably ejected from the galloping horses, and hit the nearby thick trees heavily. It was blood, his neck twisted to one side strangely, and his whole body went limp.

The strange phenomenon of the two companions in front did not attract the attention of the Kazakh heavy cavalry behind, and the dozen or so Kazakh heavy cavalry who came from behind still accelerated to chase the mountain hunter who was close at hand.

(End of this chapter)