Realm of Power

"Attention, cavalry!" The black cavalry coming out from the front made the Dongting cavalry who were bending their bows and shooting agitated. The rapid rain of arrows even paused for a moment. Not only the Slavs did not expect it, but even the people in the East Ting did not expect it.

The people on the Great Wall will suddenly take action at this moment, and the timing is so accurate.

The Slavs collapsed. The archers in the East Courtyard who had completed several rounds of rapid fire already felt their arms were heavy at this time, and the density of arrow clusters was not as dense as before. The situation where the Slavs were originally fleeing under the rain of arrows in the East Courtyard was also due to the same reason. The appearance of the black cavalry led to an unexpected reversal.

The morale of the Slavs was completely brought out by the 2,000 patrol cavalry, move forward! "Braving the arrows that were shot head-on, countless Slavs charged in the direction of the arrows without fear, and they were covered in darkness.

People continued to fall down after being hit by arrows, but no one hesitated to move forward, holding the bodies of their companions forward. There were even many Slavic slaves who originally held small wooden shields, but at this time they threw away their wooden shields extremely fiercely. Just to be able to rush towards the East Court Cavalry as quickly as possible. The East Court Cavalry's bow shooting was invincible, but its melee combat ability was not very good. Countless Slavs turned around from the direction of the long wall,

Even Fatty didn't expect this sudden change. When a group was forced to die, the explosive power of fighting to the death was no less than that of the real elites in the army. Fatty walked off the city wall, and the battle was decided. , there is no point in continuing to read, the cavalry was suddenly sent to rescue the Slavs who were supposed to be the enemy, the fat man might not have had the slightest intention of showing kindness in return,

This time the Dongting people appeared on the northern border. Judging from the current fighting situation, the number of Dongting cavalry is not large, not even five thousand, but no one can guarantee that there will not be a large army behind them that can slaughter the city and destroy the country.

After saving the Slavs, you can easily know the situation of the Dongting people, if it is just a small military test. Fatty will wait for reinforcements from the rear to arrive, and then immediately attack outside the long wall. After all, the defense line of the long wall is still too thin. Fatty is considering whether to take this opportunity to expand the scope of influence on the northwest coast to the Slavs.

At this time, on the side of the Dongting people. The shooters in the East Courtyard began to show panic when shooting. The arrows were still flying, but the accuracy and strength were not as good as before. Facing the overwhelming Slavs, like a flood pouring back, the shooters in the East Courtyard also began to have panic on their faces. At a loss. The military orders of the Dongting people were extremely strict, and these three thousand archers were all from the same tribe. Although they noticed that the situation was reversed, before the order was given, the archers continued to shoot arrows and still stood firm.

"Don't mess up your position! Even if the opponent has cavalry, sheep can't change into a pack of wolves." Mi Erji's voice echoed among the shooters in the East Courtyard. In fact, when the black cavalry came out with a majestic attitude, this experienced man Qian Dao Zhang already knew that it was time to retreat. He knew very well that the 3,000 Dongting shooters could easily suppress the tens of thousands of Slavs who had been hungry for many days and had only thin clothes. As long as they suffered a slight setback, they would completely collapse. people.

But it is absolutely impossible to defeat 2,000 black cavalry with high fighting spirit in a short period of time. Since they cannot be defeated, a head-on confrontation is asking for death. Once they are dragged into the chaos of cavalry collision, the cavalry under their command may not necessarily They were the opponent's opponents, not to mention the tens of thousands of Slavs swarming behind them. Enough to tear all 3,000 Dongting cavalry into pieces,

"Guang Jili, you immediately lead a thousand cavalry to cover our evacuation on the left and prevent the enemy cavalry from approaching on the flanks," Mierjitai quickly issued the order. The calm and calm retreat was worthy of the Thousand Sword Tent in the East Courtyard that had experienced many battles. The out-of-control situation in front only caused slight ripples on his calm face. He raised his hand to the person behind him. A young and heroic cavalry captain shouted an order:

"Yes, clan leader." The young cavalry captain nodded respectfully and left, leading a thousand cavalrymen towards the flanks. The other Dongting cavalrymen stopped drawing their bows and prepared to turn their horses' heads.

At this moment, "whoosh" a white line suddenly shot out, hitting a Dongting cavalryman in the back.

"This is this?" Just when the Dongting cavalry was surprised, more arrow clusters came with the sound of tearing wind, and several more Dongting cavalry fell off their horses. The sight of the black armored cavalry lined up in a line was like magic. Same, he took out the weird long-handled bow from his back,

100 meters, shoot

Sardins, who was leading the patrol cavalry to charge, saw that the Dongting cavalry was about to run. He quickly raised his hands and shouted. The horses' flying hooves and the dazzling cold light hit like raindrops. The infantry crossbows of two thousand patrol cavalry were fired at the same time. ejaculate, as in A screen of light came, and the sharp and powerful crossbow arrows pierced into the Dongting Cavalry's body, which was only wearing leather armor. Everyone fell on their backs. The Dongting Cavalry, who had always used bows to bully the enemy, finally encountered an opponent who also dominated the field from a distance. ,

Unprepared, the horse fell down with arrows, and the cavalry on top was shot over a row. More than 300 Dongting cavalry rolled down from their horses, and the tails of the arrow clusters penetrated their armors. The white tails of arrowheads were in the morning. Trembling in the wind, like a blooming white flower,

"Bastard!" A young man riding a horse in Dongting took off the bow in his hand again, opened the bow and nocked an arrow, and actually stayed alone at the back of the retreating team.

"Brother Mierjin, what are you doing? Didn't you hear the order? Lead the main force and leave immediately!" Mierji galloped over on horseback, furious, and shouted an order to his son who was staying behind the team.

"No, as the heir of the clan leader, I am looking for the main rearguard!" Brother Mierjin opened the compound bow in his hand with a determined look on his face, unwilling to compromise at all, and shot an arrow at a black-armored cavalry in the distance. "嘡啷" The arrow cluster hit the thick iron on the chest of the black armored cavalry, and bounced away with great regret. Brother Mierjin opened the bow in his hand again, and the sharp wolf-toothed arrow moved with the black cavalry. Moving slowly, he had the confidence to shoot this arrow directly through the neck of the black-armored cavalry. No matter how thick the armor was, the neck was a weak point.

"Stupid guy, do you want both our father and son to die here? Leave immediately. Don't you understand?" Just when he was about to let go of the bowstring, a heavy hand pressed it down very unceremoniously. Brother Mierjin’s arrow cluster,

With an angry look on his face, Mi'erjitai slapped his self-righteous son hard. The Qian Dao Zhang of the Dongting Empire looked at his son with a rare expression of anger, and said fiercely through gritted teeth.

"Take the people away immediately, otherwise, I will kill you now."

"Father!" Brother Mierjin was stunned by the slap. His eyes were bloodshot, his nose was flaring, and his rapid breathing made a puffing sound. He lowered the bow in his hand, but there was still a stubborn look on his face.

"The interests of the tribe are always greater than personal interests. The eagle's wings should be spread on the battlefield. Isn't this what you have taught me since I was a child? In this case. Retreating the rear for the main force should be a responsibility that I, the future leader of the clan, must shoulder ! "

"Take the people away immediately. I order you as the leader of the clan! As for the queen, you don't need to worry about it." Mierjitai glared at him, with that strange and murderous look in his eyes, which even made Brother Mierjin feel that he didn't recognize the person in front of him. This person,

Such a timid person. Is he still the Thousand Blades Tent father who makes the entire tribe proud? In Brother Mierjin's mind, he still remembers that when he was fighting against a certain tribe, his father, with one man and one bow, fought with more than 200 tough enemies for six days and six nights in order to cover the tribe's retreat, and was finally wounded. Six arrows. Even the enemies who were chasing him thought he was dead, but his father still survived.

"My father wants to use Guang Jili to become the queen! I know that in my father's heart, I have always been inferior to him!"

A figure that made him jealous flashed through Brother Mierjin's mind, and he smiled bitterly. He knew that his talent was not outstanding among the tribe, whether it was archery or horse riding, he was average, so he could serve as the leader of the tribe. It's just a reluctance. If I have to say something special, it is that he is the son of the patriarch, but the heroic land of the grassland is destined to be full of heroes, just like Guangji, who was just entrusted with the important task of flanking by Mierjitai. profit,

It's completely different from myself. He rode a horse at the age of 4, started shooting a bow at the age of 6, and by the age of 18 he already had the reputation of being a fast horse with a long bow, and his arrows were like shooting stars chasing the moon. Being able to hit the flagpole on the top of the tent with an arrow from a hundred meters away, it is only a matter of time before he is the top marksman. He has a very high prestige in the tribe. He is the idol of countless girls in the tribe, and even some elders in the tribe. It is believed that Guangjili is a genius given to the tribe by the prairie god.

As a member of his generation, Guang Jili's ability was clearly superior to his own. Even for such a meaningful task as flanking the rear, his father asked Guang Jili to do it. Each group consisted of a thousand cavalry, but the cavalry he commanded was no more than a talented person. 200 rides,

"Guang Jili has nothing to do with this!"

Mi'er Jitai stared at his dejected son, a trace of guilt flashed in his angry eyes. Ever since he was a child, he had put too many responsibilities on his son with mediocre talent. He was not a sharpshooter, but he was the one who let him In the cold winter, he still shot 1,000 arrows every day. He was not gifted in horseback riding, so he tied his legs to the horse's back and rode for seven days at a time. He could no longer walk until he dismounted.

"It seems you still don't understand!" Mi'erjitai sighed solemnly, raised his head with burning eyes, looked at the black cavalry attacking from a distance, took a deep breath, and said in a low voice, "Since you Since you consider yourself the heir to the clan leader, I will give you a chance now.

I allow you to make a judgment that suits the situation as the leader of the tribe. Should you lead the tribe to evacuate now, or stay alone to break up the aftermath? Let all three thousand tribe members die thousands of miles away and let the whole tribe mourn, or take them back with you. , go back to your warm home, to your wife, children and children.”

Brother Mierjin was a little confused by the sudden change. He allowed himself to make a judgment at such a critical moment. This was definitely not in line with his father's style in the past. Brother Mierjin glanced at the opposite side. The black-armored cavalry looked like a dragon. , gritted his teeth and said decisively, "I will choose to evacuate, but I will be responsible for the rear, just like the decision you made back then!"

Mi'erjitai looked at Brother Mi'erjin who had a determined look on his face, and sneered, "Have you been able to break the queen alone, just with your archery skills? Are you going to hide under my protection for the rest of your life?"

"assault!"

The opponent's black cavalry let out loud shouts, the horses leaped neatly and drew out their weapons neatly. The Falcon patrol cavalry threw away their cumbersome infantry crossbows and drew out all their weapons for hand-to-hand combat. It was like a sudden brilliance in the sun. The river, proficient riding skills and well-trained skills show that these black-armored cavalry are elite cavalry who have experienced battles for a long time. They are definitely opponents capable of fighting the Dongting cavalry!

"Even if I die, I will use my body to drag the enemy's horseshoes!" Myerkin said angrily.

"Stupid" Mierjitai snorted very dissatisfied with the answer, and said coldly, "If you were still the heir of the clan leader, I would not hesitate to make you the queen, but now, you are no longer! So still Evacuate now!"

"It seems that what I said is right. In my father's heart, Guang Jili is more suitable to be the patriarch than me!" At this moment. Although it was already urgent, Brother Mierjin showed a rare relaxed wry smile. "Thanks to my father, I can finally let go of my responsibilities over the years. Such a burden is really tiring, just like when you tied my legs to the horse's back." For seven days, I even forgot how to walk. It's the same now. I won't be an ordinary clansman anymore. Let me be the queen. At least, I can still die with a trace of vanity! "

"Death of vanity. It shouldn't be your destination. If you're not even afraid of death, why are you afraid of evacuating? Guang Jili is better than you, but he can't be the leader of the clan!" Mierjitai sighed and said, "Chaan In a time of war, what is needed is someone who can endure humiliation and shoulder the responsibility for the continuation of the entire tribe, rather than someone who is too sudden. It's a pity that Guang Jili is such a hero. If he becomes the clan leader, my tribe will really be in trouble. I won't let you be the queen because you are no longer the heir of the clan leader. Chief, from now on, you are the chief of the Mier tribe. If you die, what will you do to the Mier tribe? "

"Why choose me, father!"

Brother Mierjin's unexpected eyes were filled with not only confusion, but also a strong sense of crisis. Although he was the future heir to the clan leader, his father suddenly acted. The meaning here contains too many things that make people feel cold.

The inheritance of war, this is only used in the most critical times in Dongting.

In general. There has only been one clan leader in the history of inheritance. The father dies and the son succeeds, or brothers inherit each other. In other words, one of himself and his father may die soon. This is just like the black armored cavalry suddenly coming out, disrupting the situation. his position

"Can't you see it yet?"

Mierjitai said, "In this battle, Zhamu Hebi obviously has a hidden agenda. If we lose these 30,000 slaves or fail to break through this section of the city wall, even if we can return to the base camp, Zhamu Hebi will use this matter to hold us accountable." "Mierbu's guilt"

"The battle was unfavorable, and the slaves defected. According to the military regulations of the East Court, in order to prevent the war tribes from filling the city with slaves in order to reduce their own casualties, the tribes that took the slaves to the battle must pay the same compensation in proportion to the loss of slaves if they still failed. slave"

"If the number is not enough, it must be filled with tribesmen. The population of our Mier tribe is only 20,000, and the Slavic slaves this time are 30,000. Even if they are all filled in, it will not be enough. Zhamuhebi used this excuse to swallow them up in one fell swoop. Liaoji Yanbu , and this time, I am the leader of the Mi'er tribe. Only I can shoulder this responsibility. Zhamu Hebi will definitely use me to threaten you and achieve the purpose of annexing the entire Mi'er tribe. If we resist, he will use the Cang Army. Kill us all"

"Then we can choose not to go back! Go back directly to China," Brother Mierjin said with an ugly face.

"Don't go back? Do you really think that the blind people are blind? The 20,000 elite Cang troops across the grassland are just decorations? There is a long wall in front and a Cang army behind. In fact, how can we be any better than these Slavic slaves? Ours The bows and arrows are pointed at the Slavs, and the Cang army's bows and arrows are pointed at us! I ordered the killing of the Slavs just to force them to rebel, so that we can have a chance to be defeated. The broken cavalry is the most difficult to track."

"So, we can evacuate immediately in a rout!" Brother Milkin looked stunned. No wonder his father forced the Slavs to attack the city from the beginning, and did not want anyone to take the rear. Everything was just to create the illusion of being defeated.

"It's not us, it's you!"

Mi Erjitai curled up the corners of his mouth full of disdain and said with a wry smile.

"This defeat is the best opportunity for you to lead everyone back. With this reputation, you can truly become the leader of the clan in everyone's mind. In order to attract the Cang Army's attention, I will personally go to Zhamu after returning to the camp. Please forgive me together.

"You lead all the tribesmen to divide into several groups, bypass the base camp and return directly to the country. As long as it takes a day, the Cang Army's scouts will not be able to keep up with you."

"You must remember that it doesn't matter whether I can survive or not. I will lead 3,000 of the best warriors of the Mile tribe back to this land of right and wrong. As long as I return to the empire and have the protection of Mr. Zuo Goodwill, even the Second Prince will be able to survive." I won’t do anything for the time being! The most I can do is chop off my head to vent my anger, but it doesn’t matter if I can survive with my tribe!”

Raising his head and looking into the distance, Mierji's eyes showed a rare trace of calmness.

"I once imagined that when your sister gets married, I will pass on the position of clan leader to you, so that you and your sister can live a mile away from each other, rely on the big tree of Zuo Zhiyi, and step by step let the Mier tribe embark on a truly powerful journey. the way,

But now, everything is impossible,

With the chaos of war, the 15-year peace of the grassland has been broken again. I don’t know how many more ambitious tribes will rise or be destroyed. Our Mier tribe is just an inconspicuous grass in this huge storm. There is nothing like that. Strength can only seek self-protection, so we need a clan leader who knows how to be forbearing.

I just hope that after this cold winter that sweeps across the entire grassland, the tribe can grow back like grass buds! "(To be continued.)