Portable Space Can be Summoned

The sound of thousands of galloping horses could be heard far away, and the Cavalry Army did not have time to wrap the horses' hooves with cotton to reduce the sound of the horses' hooves.

The Di people are very sensitive to the sound of horse hooves, especially after fighting against the Cavalry Army, they have raised their vigilance to the highest level.

The slightest disturbance will arouse their vigilance.

The main force led by the leader of the Mang tribe only had eight thousand cavalry.

Some of the cavalry in the tribe were lost in the previous battle with Pound and others, and some were lost on the grassland. These eight thousand cavalry are already the last main force of the Mang tribe.

Even the cavalry escorting the women and children to retreat were mostly men from the tribe who were elderly and had taken a back seat.

The leader of the Mang tribe had another purpose for keeping the last elites in the tribe. He had already sent people to inform other tribes that even if the Knights refused to leave after finding out that the base camp was empty, his first wave of support would be available in three days. Arrive.

When the time comes, he also wants to try the Xiangxiao Cavalry Army for revenge.

"The wasteland is not that easy to break into. I will definitely avenge my clansmen!"

The most dangerous thing in the wasteland is always the wasteland itself, and the Di tribe can only be regarded as a medium source of danger in the wasteland.

The top danger is the climate of the wilderness, and the high-level danger is the various hunters living in the wilderness.

They either have strong bodies and rely on their strong bodies and fast speed to hunt other creatures, or they have special skills and means of survival.

They are more terrifying than humans, and many Di warriors have lost their lives because of them.

"The Southern Cavalry entered the wasteland for the first time. Last time they left too quickly and did not feel the enthusiasm of the wasteland creatures.

This time, you can't run away! "

There is no need to defeat the Southern cavalry head-on, you only need to drag them in the wilderness, and victory will fall to you.

The leader of the Mang Tribe has already written the script for the Knights, and is just waiting for the protagonists to appear one after another.

The Qiaoqi Army has already appeared on the stage. As soon as reinforcements from other tribes arrive, the leader of the Mang Tribe will lead them onto the stage!

"Counting the time, the first support troops should have already set off! It will be soon! I will avenge you soon!"

The Mang tribe was defeated twice by the Qiaoqi army, and the tribe's young men suffered heavy casualties. After this battle, the Mang tribe would slip from the ranks of large tribes and become a medium-sized tribe.

The casualties of the tribe and the decline of the tribe have made the leader of the Mang tribe suffer a lot. His heart seemed to be burning with fire, and his whole body ached!

Only revenge can extinguish the fire in his heart and allow him to sleep peacefully at night.

The Mang tribe looked in the direction of the base camp with red eyes, wishing they could immediately lead their soldiers and horses to fight with the heroic cavalry army!

But the leader of the Mang tribe still managed to maintain his rationality. Now was not the time to be impulsive. The soldiers and horses he was leading were no match for the Valiant Cavalry. Rushing over would only be a useless loss of the tribe's effective strength.

hold on!

hold on!

"Soon I can send them down to apologize to you, and then let them be your slaves for you to drive!"

The leader of the Mang Tribe has not yet realized that their location has been discovered by the Qiaoqi Army, and it will be dangerous to stay where they are!

He thought that the wasteland would be their protection, but the Knights broke this layer of protection, and the wasteland was not as safe as he imagined.

At night, the strong wind in the wilderness came as expected.

There was no sound except the wind in the Di tribe's temporary camp.

Both men and horses took shelter in sheltered places to rest.

The Di people who have lived in the wasteland for decades will not go out at night like this.

The strong wind in the wilderness can eat people. It can blow away half a kid weighing more than 100 kilograms. A stone as big as a head blown into the air can kill an adult warrior.

Ma Teng had never seen the strong wind in the wilderness. Only after experiencing it personally did he understand the horror of the wilderness environment.

"The wind speed is almost as fast as the Yellow Wind Valley."

Yellow Wind Valley is a place that exists in Ma Teng's memory. The strong wind there can render arrows useless, and stones have become the main combat weapon!

Seizing the upper hand in this valley has become the key to winning the battle.

Is it necessary to seize the upper hand in tonight's battle?

This time, no one seems to be competing with him, it feels a bit boring!

"Tonight we can't seize the wind direction first. The strong wind will carry the sound of horses' hooves far away. We have to go around to the downwind direction of the Mang tribe's camp. When we get closer, we can then go around to the upwind direction. With the blessing of the strong wind, the Mang tribe's cavalry may not even be able to move. It’s too late to mount the horse!”

Ma Teng quickly deployed the combat orders, and the 10,000-strong cavalry troops blended into the strong wind.

Under the cover of the wind, the rumble of horse hooves was carried farther by the strong wind.

Perhaps the Di tribe hundreds of miles away will find that the wind is louder than before tonight!

"Oh! I don't know how many more days the strong wind will blow. I hope the wind will calm down tomorrow."

There is a characteristic of strong winds in the wilderness. The wind is strong at night, then becomes lighter during the day, and becomes stronger again at night. Sometimes it can blow for more than half a month.

Strong winds are also a disaster in the wilderness. If they blow for more than half a month, hunting will be greatly affected.

I wonder how long the strong wind will blow this time?

The leader of the Mang tribe looked at the dark night outside the camp with worry.

"With such a strong wind, reinforcements from other tribes will definitely arrive late."

He felt very uncomfortable at the thought of being able to keep the Knights alive for a few more days.

"Those southerners have never seen the wild wind in the wilderness. It's best to freeze them all to death tonight!"

The strong wind swept across the entire wasteland with icy air currents. Even though the Knights were protected by linings and armor, they still felt the cold air attacking their bodies.

"General, stop moving. The soldiers' bodies are almost frozen. Let them dismount and warm themselves up. Otherwise, they won't be able to hold their swords in a while!"

Ma Teng wore no more clothes than other warriors. The armor he wore was sturdier than that of ordinary warriors, but it was definitely not warmer.

This is simply not an important point to consider when designing armor.

Ma Teng's face had been numbed by the strong wind. Because he was traveling against the wind, Ma Teng did not open his mouth all the way. As soon as he opened his mouth, the cold wind would rush into his throat and wash away everything he wanted to say.

The most difficult task is for the messengers. They have to constantly communicate with the front and rear of the team, advance against the strong wind, and maintain their shape along with the strong wind.

Ma Teng said nothing, but the Tanqi battalion commander and the officers of each regiment and battalion could not remain silent. They wanted to detect intelligence, deliver news, and comfort the soldiers...

Everyone, including Ma Teng, underestimated the power of the Wasteland Storm.

"The wind in the Yellow Wind Valley is stronger than that in the wasteland, but the temperature in the wasteland is lower and contains more debris. The soldiers can still persist, but the war horses need to rest. Commander, we must find a place sheltered from the wind for the war horses to rest. For a while."

Traveling against the wind consumed a lot of energy from the Imperial war horses, and the debris hitting them made them feel even more painful.

Pain consumes a lot of energy, and the two factors combined made even the imperial war horses with full endurance show a rare sign of fatigue.

Ma Teng said the first words of the evening, "Let the cavalry battalion immediately look for leeward terrain and rest for an hour before rushing on!"

At this time, the Xiaoqi Army was not too far away from the Mang Tribe camp. Such a large Feng Mang Tribe would definitely not move the camp, and Ma Teng was not worried that the Mang Tribe would run away.

It's just that it's very difficult to find a large enough leeward place in the wilderness, and it's hard to explore the soldiers of the cavalry camp.

Commander of the Tanqi Battalion: I knew it wouldn’t be my turn during the battle. This kind of drudgery is indispensable to me. Mother, why is my life so miserable!