The Last Frontier of Fire and Sword

Uzenbey did not expect Yelishei to be so bold, even after Hasar and the others returned to Akerman, when Mohamed Glyy and Bayezid Khan learned of Yelishei’s horror. Said crazy behavior, but also shocked. Then, Muhammad Glyy was heartbroken, because the sea he finally conquered was brought to a dead end by a lunatic. But Christina was full of confidence in Yelisei. She advised Muhammad Gley that Yelisei and Nahai would return without incident.

As for Christina's assurance, although Muhammad Glyy didn't say anything, he didn't believe it from his decadent expression.

The return of a group of wounded soldiers to Ackerman also cast a shadow of failure for the soldiers and civilians in this preparatory city. And will the fate of Yelishei and Nahai really be what Muhammad Gley and the others had imagined?

After parting with Hasar and the others, Yelisei led the cavalry to move on. They walked along the south bank of the Transnistria and soon came near the only bridge on the Transnistria.

On this bridge, Uzenbeyi has established an outpost, with about fifty infantrymen and thirty cavalry garrisoned inside. Yelishei and Nahai cautiously lurked to the vicinity, but they did not start the investigation.

"Isilan Glyy's army will definitely go here. Because this is the only place where a bridge is built, and because the Transnistria made a bend here, the current is gentle." Nahai said.

Then he pointed to a forest in the distance.

"It's a natural ambush place. It's a good place that can't be hidden anymore. Yelishei, you see, the woods there are endless, you can't see the head at a glance. Even thousands of people hiding in it are enough. of."

Yelishei nodded and said yes to Nahai's choice and analysis. He also thinks that the woods is a good place to ambush. But Yelishei was worried about whether the enemies in the outpost would enter the woods to hunt, because this is the habit of the Tatars marching and fighting, and they have always confused fighting and hunting.

In this regard, Nahai said: "It is indeed possible. But we only need to arrange sentries, closely monitor the movement of the shore and arrange camping in the depths of the woods, I believe it will not be easy to expose."

But Yelishei was still not at ease, he and Nahai went into Leshulin to explore. On the edge of the forest, they found some animal blood and hair, as well as traces of a campfire, and they were still very new.

"The enemy really came here." Yelishei said to Nahai.

Na Hai's face was gloomy, because it meant that it was not safe here anymore.

They went on. After more than two hundred meters in depth, all traces of humanity disappeared.

Obviously, this is safe.

This rekindled hope for Yelishei and Nahai. They opened an open area five hundred meters deep in the woods and built a shack with branches and furs. Since lighting a fire would expose the target, they could only eat roasted millet and pork floss that they carried with them. This is commonplace among the Tatars, but the Hessian mercenaries are miserable, and they keep complaining. In this regard, Yelishei can only use strict military laws and high post-war rewards to tempt them to continue to be patient.

Every day, Yelisei and Nahai would take a small team of investigative troops out to investigate the conditions of the Transnistria, but the bank of the river was always quiet as before.

How long does this day last. In the early morning of the third day, Yelishei was awakened by the sound of the wings of countless birds. He saw countless birds in the sky covering the sky, flying above their heads and from the treetops. Seeing this scene, Yelishei and Nahai looked at each other for their credits.

"They are here, they are here!"

This word spread word of mouth among Hesse mercenaries and Tatar raiders. After enduring so many days, everyone can finally get out of this ghost place. Everyone is gearing up to vent the grievances they have suffered over the past few days on the enemy.

Yelishei left Nahai to sort out the team, while he led a small group of soldiers quietly out of the woods and lurked near the bridge.

On the opposite bank of the Transnistria, the originally yellow land has been crowded with countless brown felt hats, silver helmets, and white high hats. It is almost impossible to see the edge at a glance. It is a sea of ​​people.

"Oh my God, there are people who build a world, right?" a Hessian mercenary exclaimed. Having been in the country since he was a child, he has never seen so many people even in the busiest market.

The cattle and sheep driven by the herdsmen were the first to cross the river. The herdsmen used horse poles to drive cattle and sheep together and drove them onto the bridge. Cows and sheep kept shouting, UU reading www.uukanshu. They crowded each other and rushed towards the other side of the river. Along the way, cattle and sheep kept leaving dung on the bridge, the strong smell, even the lurking Yelishei and others could smell it.

"No wonder the Russians and Ukrainians are afraid of them. If I fight such a group of stinky guys, I will be fainted before I start the fight." Another joked.

Next, a group of cavalry wearing red nomad robes and pointed hats appeared. But not so much cavalry, they are more like drummers. Because what they hold in their hands is not a sword, but a musical instrument. These drummers were playing music, and behind them were countless teams of cavalry with different flags. There are nearly 10,000 of these cavalry, most of them riding pack horses and prairie horses, and they don't have much metal armor on them. Obviously, these are the cannon fodder soldiers of the Khanate.

But these cannon fodder alone surpassed the sum of Ackerman's defenders. And their number is ten times a hundred times that of the cavalry led by Yelisei.

Of course it is impossible for so many people to cross the bridge. Some Tatars stopped their horses on the bank of the river. They found branches of moderate thickness to connect them, and then took out the transparent skin sacs one by one. These bladders are made of cow bladder and sheep bladder. After blowing them up and tied under the branches, they are simple rafts.

Soon, countless herders puffed up their cheeks like frogs on the banks of the river and blew into the bladder of cattle and sheep, bulging the bladder into a spherical shape. In this way, rafts appeared on the Transnistria.

At noon of the day, more than half of the people had crossed the river. Yelishei was not impatient or impatient. Because he knows these are small shrimps, the real big fish hasn't arrived yet.

After more than an hour, a six-tailed banner appeared in Yelishei's field of vision-Isilan Glyy's own team arrived.