Ask The Dao

"This is really... a big trouble!"

Qin Feiyu came back, summed up the income with Duan Yu, and then looked at the little princess who was groaning and biting the roast mutton because of the wind and food.

Immediately, his expression turned sulky: "Anyway, now the army is in turmoil, so let's just kill her and the prisoners together. It's over!"

"Perhaps it is also a solution, but not to mention the problem of over a hundred mouths that can't be blocked, this bullying of the young, is it a man's doing?"

Canglin knows the honor and disgrace, and Duan Yu can occasionally express kindness without involving his own safety: "What's more... just a woman, Nabatu may not be too important to him. Perhaps, there is some use in Battelle. ."

With the fluidity of the grassland tribe, as long as you escape the hunt and lose the clues, you want to trace the tracks of a few people on the vast grassland, really like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Therefore, although this princess Qimuge is a trouble, it is not very deadly.

"But... I guess that in a few days, Batu's orders will spread throughout the grasslands, and most tribes are afraid to take this Qimu Ge?"

Qin Feiyu raised objections.

"Yes, she has almost nowhere to go except Battelle, and even if she goes back, she might be killing herself..."

Although Battelle is still struggling, Duan Yu really does not see the slightest hope of victory for this person.

Sending the little princess back, I'm afraid it will be too bad.

Qin Feiyu really had a feeling of being hit in his hand. After a moment of silence, he asked dryly, "What is the big brother going to do? Do you really accept this little slave girl and use it to make a bed? I'm afraid it's the third sister... It's not easy to explain!"

"I accept a female slave, what does it have to do with the third sister... Wait a minute, who said I want to accept it?" Duan Yu was almost taken in, laughing nonchalantly: "Don't you think this little princess is a strange thing to live in? ?"

"Can you live in strange goods?" Qin Feiyu's eyes lit up: "Big brother means..."

...

A few days later, Muer Department.

Twelve-year-old Sanji is riding on the back of a goat, looking at the grassland.

According to the legend of the tribe, this grassland is a gift given to the people on horseback by the eternal life. Therefore, in the tribe, they have learned the game of cavalry from the beginning of children-of course, they can't get on the tall horse at the beginning, but can only ride sheep.

And Sanji is the son of the head of the Mul tribe.

Because their tribe also inherited the blood of a certain royal family, Sanji can also be called the little prince.

It’s just that the people in the tribe still call him a little more ‘young patriarch’ or ‘young man’.

‘One day, I will become a true king and build a huge tribe like my ancestors that can’t cross the border on horseback for a day! ’

Sangji was very ambitious.

At this moment, he saw a horse team come back and immediately greeted him excitedly.

"Haha... isn't this my little Sanji? Riding a sheep so easily will make you a good knight when you grow up!"

The head of Muer's Ministry, Bieleg, dismounted with a laugh and lifted Sanji up high.

His face was black and red, he was tall, and his beard had a strong smell of marquee, but Sanji still liked it very much. He followed behind him and entered the tent.

"I went out this time because the herdsmen said that they saw the horse bandits last time... but after searching a lot, they found another harvest!"

Bieleg sat down with a golden sword and threw out a few pieces of gold and silver jewelry: "In a place less than tens of miles to the east, we found the dead body of a man and a horse. There are such decorations on the body... Taiwan, you are the wisest person here. Tell me what you saw."

"Respected Lord of Muer, the offspring of the silver blood!" An old man with the appearance of Wuzhu came out and saluted first. After receiving the jewelry, his eyes narrowed slightly: "There is the mark of Wuyan on it, it should be Things used by the royal family!"

With this judgment, the people in the camp suddenly made a loud noise: "Are the people in the southern Wuyan area also coveting our northern pastures?"

"It's not for this reason!" Bieleg gave a big hand and stopped the commotion: "I heard the merchant say that there was a rebellion in the southern Uyan region. Sukhbaru's brother, Batu, the shepherd in the North Sea, killed him. Brother, ascended to the throne of the Khan! At this time, they are too late to fight the civil war, how can they expand? This should be the royal family with the Huyan clan fleeing, maybe it is the little prince of Mongo, haha..."

"In this case!"

The following leaders were immediately moved: "If we can catch them, we will not only get the friendship of the current Uyenbu Khan, but also a large reward. Prince Mongo is at least worth as much gold as others, or five Thousands of sheep!"

"Not bad, that's the truth..."

Billerg pulled the wine cork away and drank mare kumiss.

But Sanji, who overheard by his side, curled his lips in disdain: "Prince Mongo, is that great? My Lord Sanji is also a prince."

Although the voice was low, it was still heard by Billerg.

He picked up Sanji and laughed loudly: "That's right, my Sanji, maybe you will become a real prince, haha..."

"Report!"

At this moment, a prairie man stepped forward and bowed and said, "Patriarch, we have caught a living mouth. He said he knows the whereabouts of the little princess of Uyanbe!"

"It turned out to be a princess fleeing, not a prince..."

It is a pity for Billerg, this value has at least dropped by more than half.

Just thinking about it for a moment, he got up: "How many of them are there?"

"According to the captives, there are fewer than ten!"

"Call for two hundred rides, we will attack immediately and get the princess back!" Bieleg pierced Zasangji's cheek with his beard: "Even if we don't send it back to the Wuyan department, the little Sangji will be left with us. Not bad, haha!"

The person with the full account suddenly burst into laughter.

...

After a certain low grass hill, all the hundreds of horse bandits belonging to Duan Yu mounted their horses and prepared to ambush.

Qin Feiyu followed Duan Yu: "Brother, do you see how likely they are to be successful?"

"The bait is real. The captive is a diehard Wuyanbei. The princess is in our hands. Whatever you want him to do, let alone move him a little bit..."

Duan Yu clutched the reins: "Do everything, let your fate! Although the plan is rough, as long as it is effective, if it is seen through, the Muer tribe dispatched more than 500 people, we immediately turned around and left..."

In fact, even if there was no such princess, he would still deploy this strategy in the end 80%.

The specific implementation will be changed to sending three or five horses to looting and killing people from time to time, which arouses the opponent to encircle and suppress.

It's just the degree of difficulty at that time, it's not the same.

A moment later, a smile appeared on Duan Yu's face: "It's done!"

"Ok?"

Qin Feiyu dismounted and listened to the ground, and immediately heard a lot of horseshoes: "At least a hundred people, I can't hear the rest!"

"You've been in the military for a while, and hearing this is already very impressive."

Duan Yu's jaw moved, and his ears moved: "There are about two hundred people here!"

The human-level body, the strengthened five senses, and the many fighting experiences in the previous life, made him get the information he wanted from the wind without having to dismount.

"Two hundred people?" Qin Feiyu was convinced immediately, and immediately had a toothache: "That Muer tribe is really as cunning as a fox, as timid as a mouse, and just catching a few people. Is it worth such a big fanfare?"

"If you don't work with great skill, Fang is using the right way... if there are only dozens of people in ambush today, even if the other party does not see through, you can only turn around and leave when you encounter this battle!" Duan Yu smiled and looked at some people next to him. Nervous horse bandit: "Look at it... If it weren't for our two leaders, 80% of the horse bandit would have escaped."

Bandits are bandits. Where is the courage to fight the regular army?

Asking them to sneak and rob businessmen is a top-notch talent, but it is still a bit powerless to put them on the battlefield.

"Haha... Clash with me!"

Duan Yu handed the big yellow umbrella to Qin Feiyu for self-defense, took the lead and rushed out.

steaming!

Behind him, Qin Feiyu roared, Baiqi stood out, smoke and dust was like a dragon, but it was also somewhat powerful.

...

Bieleg was riding on the horse and suddenly felt a palpitation.

The dispatch of troops this time gave him a very uncomfortable premonition.

It's just that there hasn't been any news about the migration of powerful tribes in the vicinity of Murbu recently. As for the horse bandits, dozens or hundreds of them are the top of the sky. How could they be the elite opponents of the tribe behind him?

But at this moment, Horseshoe paused.

From behind the hill, a hundred-man horse bandit suddenly rushed towards the large army!

"Ambush?"

Bieleg was startled at first, and then a little dumbfounded: "There are only a hundred horse bandits? When I am Bieleg are those weak sheep?"

It is not easy to ambush soldiers on the grassland, not to mention the calculation of the number of people based on the size of the opponent's charge, it is the instinct of every grassland man, and he will never admit his mistakes.

He and his soldiers immediately recognized the attacker-a horse bandit team of about a hundred people!

"My warriors, kill with me! Let them know what they will end up overpowering!"

Just in case, Bieleg took a full two hundred people, and naturally he would not flee without a fight unless he was willing to bear the end of his reputation.

With a long laugh at this time, he commanded the two hundred cavalry to launch a countercharge against the enemy.

The distance between the two parties keeps getting closer~www.wuxiaspot.com~ a thousand steps!

Five hundred steps!

Three hundred steps!

At this moment, the leader on the opposite side bends his bow and shoots an arrow!

call out!

During the long scream, a knight in the front of the Pileger camp fell to the ground with an arrow.

"The Eagle Shooter!"

A large number of Muerbu cavalry exclaimed, their morale plummeted.

The sharpshooter is called "Zhebei" in the southern grassland, and the northern grass principle is "the eagle shooter", which means the great eagle that can shoot down the sky!

With this kind of shooting technique, in the grassland war, it can naturally take advantage of it, even shocking the three armies, making the enemy collapse before the battle!

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