Power and Empire Chapter 1617: Inheritance of battle (1)

"Attention, cavalry!" The black cavalry that came out from the front caused the Eastern Cavalry Sāo who was hitting with the bow to move. The rapid arrow rain even stopped for a while, not only the Slavs did not expect it, but the Eastern Court. No one expected it,

People from the long wall will suddenly come out at this moment, the timing is so accurate,

The Slavs collapsed, and the East Court who had completed several rounds of anxious shè now felt his arms heavy, and the density of the arrow clusters was not as dense as before. The Slavs fled under the cover of the East Court arrow rain. It was also unexpectedly reversed because of the appearance of the black cavalry.

The morale of the Slavs was completely taken out by the 2,000 patrol cavalry, and move forward! "Breaking at the arrow clusters coming, countless Slavs charged in the direction where the arrow clusters came without fear, crushing black.

Someone kept falling down with arrows, but no one hesitated to move forward, holding the bodies of their companions forward. There were even many Slavic slaves who came to hold small wooden shields. The shield is just to be able to rush to the East Court cavalry at the fastest speed. The bows of the East Court cavalry are invincible, but the melee ability is not very good. Countless Slavs turned from the direction of the long wall.

This sudden change, even Fatty didn’t expect even Fatty. When a race was driven to a dead end, the explosive power of a desperate battle was not inferior to that of the real army. Fatty walked off the wall. , The battle has been set, and there is no point in continuing to look at it. Suddenly dispatching cavalry to rescue the Slavs who should be the enemy, the fat man might be hoping for a hint of grace in return,

This time the Dongting people appeared on the northern border. According to the current fighting situation, the number of Dongting cavalry is not large, even less than five thousand, but no one can guarantee that there will be no enough to slaughter the city and destroy the country. Army,

If you save the Slavs, you can easily know the situation of the Dongting people, if it is only a small military test. The fat man would wait for reinforcements from the rear to arrive, and immediately slam his troops out of the long wall. After all, the long wall defense line is still too thin. The fat man is considering whether to take this opportunity to expand the sphere of influence on the northwest coast to the Slavs. /

At this time, on the side of the Dongting people. The attack of the East Court has begun to show panic. The arrows still fly, but the accuracy and strength are not as good as before. Faced with the overwhelmingly, like the Slavs who have returned from the flood, the face of the East Court has also begun. Panicked. The military orders of the Dongting people are extremely harsh, and these three thousand bows are all from the same tribe. Although they have found a reversal of the form, they still kept their arrows and stayed in place before giving orders.

"Don't mess around! Even if the opponent has cavalry. Sheep can't change the wolves." Mier's voice echoed in the east court. In fact, when the black cavalry came out with a mighty attitude, This experienced Thousand Knife Account already knew that it was time to retreat. He knew very well that 3,000 Dongting people could easily suppress the experience of hunger and only thin clothes. As long as a slight setback, they would be completely collapsed. Tens of thousands of Slavs.

But it is absolutely impossible to defeat 2,000 black cavalry with high fighting spirit in a short time. Since they cannot be defeated, head-on confrontation is seeking their own way of death. Once they are dragged into the chaos of cavalry-impact melee, they are under his command. The cavalry of the enemy is not necessarily the opponent's right, let alone the upper Vance Slavs who swarmed behind the opponent. Enough to shred all 3 thousand cavalry in the East Court,

"Guang Jili, you immediately led a thousand cavalry soldiers to evacuate with my left cover, blocking the flanks of the enemy cavalry from approaching," Mier Jiti quickly issued an order. The retreat calmly arranged, worthy of the Eastern Court Thousand Swords Tent, who has experienced many wars. The out-of-control situation in front only made waves on his Gu Bo's calm face slightly, and he lifted the one behind him. A young and heroic cavalry captain shouted orders

"Yes, the patriarch", the young cavalry captain respectfully nodded away, and led a thousand cavalry to pull away from the flanks. The other eastern cavalry stopped drawing their bows and prepared to turn their horses.

At this moment, a white line suddenly shè came and hit the back of an eastern cavalry.

"This is?" Just when the East Court cavalry was surprised, more arrow clusters came with tearing wind, and several East Court cavalry fell. Like magic, take out the weird-shaped long-handled bow from the back,

100 meters, she

Sardins, who led the patrol cavalry to charge, saw that the eastern cavalry was about to run, and quickly raised and shouted, the four hoofs of the horses flying, the dazzling cold light also hit like rain, two thousand patrol cavalry infantry The crossbows came out at the same time, like a curtain of light. The sharp and powerful crossbow arrows pierced into the eastern cavalry's body that only wore leather armor. To the same remotely ruling the roost,

Unprepared, the arrow fell from the warhorse, and the cavalry above was turned over by a row. More than three hundred eastern cavalry rolled off their horses, penetrating the tails of their armor’s arrow clusters, and the white arrowheads. The tail wing trembles in the morning breeze, like a blooming white flower,

"Asshole!" A young man from the East Court riding on a horse took off the middle bow again, opened the bow and set the arrow, and he was left alone at the back of the retreating team.

"Brother Mi'erjin, what are you doing? Didn't you hear the order? Lead the main force to leave immediately!" Mi'erji ran over with a frustrated horse, and shouted to her son who was behind the team "

"No, as the heir of the patriarch, I am looking for the main force!" Brother Mierjin resolutely opened the compound bow, unwilling to compromise, and faced a black cavalry in the distance. An arrow. "Clang" The arrow cluster hit the thick iron on the chest of the black cavalry, and bounced off with regret. Brother Mi'erjin once again drew the bow in the middle, and the sharp spiked arrow followed a black cavalry. Moving and slowly moving, with this arrow, he has the confidence to directly shè through the neck of the black armored cavalry. No matter how thick the armor is, the neck is a weakness.

"Stupid guy, do you want both of us father and son to die here, leave immediately, don’t you understand?" Just when he was about to let go of the bowstring, with a heavy and very unceremonious pressure Lived in the arrow cluster of Brother Mi'erjin,

Mie'er with an annoyed face slapped her self-righteous son severely and slapped the face of the Thousand Swordsman of the Dongting Empire. His rare face looked at his son angrily, gritted his teeth fiercely. Road

"Take someone away immediately, otherwise, I will kill you now"

"Father!" Brother Mierjin was slapped and slapped dumbfounded. The eyes are bloodshot, the wings of the nose are inflamed, the rapid breathing makes a thumping sound, the bow in the middle is lowered, but there is still a stubborn disobedience on his face

"The interests of the tribe are always greater than personal interests. The wings of the eagle should be spread out on the battlefield. Isn't this all you taught me since I was a child? That's the case. The main force retreating to the palace should be my future patriarch. Responsibility to get up!"

"Take people away immediately, and I will order you as the patriarch! As for the palace, I don’t need you to come to my heart." Mi'er Jitai glared at him, and the strange and murderous eyes even made Brother Mi'erjin I don’t know the person in front of me,

Such a timid person. Or is it the father of Thousand Swordsmen who makes the entire tribe proud of? In Brother Mi’erjin’s mind, he still remembered that when he fought against a certain tribe, his father, one man with one bow, in order to cover the tribe’s retreat, dealt with more than 200 sturdy enemies for six days and six nights, and finally fell into his body. Six arrows. Even the enemies who pursued him thought he was dead, but his father still survived,

"Father wants to use Guangjili to come to the queen! I know that in my father's heart, I have never been able to compare to him!"

A figure that made him jealous flashed in his mind, and he smiled bitterly. He knew that his talent was not prominent in the tribe, whether it was arrows or horseback riding, he should be able to serve as the patriarch. It's just a reluctance. If there is something special, it is that he is the son of the patriarch, but the heroic land of the grassland is destined to be heroic, just like Guangjili who was entrusted with the important flanking task by Mier Ji. ,

It's completely different from myself. At the age of 4, he rode a horse and opened a bow at the age of six. At the age of eighteen, he has the reputation of being a longbow and fast horse. A hundred meters away, you can hit the flagpole on the top of the tent with one arrow, and the distance to the top **** is just a matter of time. His prestige in the tribe is very high. It is the idol of countless girls in the tribe, even the elderly in some tribes. I think Guangjili is a genius bestowed by the grassland **** to the tribe,

As a peer, Guangjili’s ability is obvious to stabilize himself. Even after the side, his father asked Guangjili to do this kind of extraordinary task. One faction is a thousand cavalrymen, and he is commanded by him. The cavalry only has 200 horses,

"Guangjili has nothing to do with this matter!"

Mier Jitai stared at her downcast son, a trace of guilt flashed in her angry eyes. From childhood to adulthood, she had already let too much responsibility fall on her mediocre son. It was not God's material, but herself. In the cold winter, he still has 1,000 arrows a day. It is not a talent for riding horses. Brother Mi'erjin tied his legs to the horse's back. It takes seven days to get on the horse once, and he can't walk until he gets off the horse.

"It seems that you still don't understand!" Mi'erji sighed solemnly on her face, raised her head with scorching eyes, and looked at the black cavalry attacking in the distance. He took a deep breath and felt bored. "Since you consider yourself to be the heir of the patriarch, I will give you a chance now,

I allow you to make a judgment in line with the situation as the patriarch. Are you now leading the tribe to evacuate or staying alone? After the break, should all the three thousand tribes die thousands of miles away and make the tribe cry or bring Let them go back, back to their warm home, back to their wives and children."

Brother Mi’erjin was a little confused by the sudden change, and allowed himself to make a judgment at this critical moment. This is definitely not in line with the style of the previous father. Brother Mi’erjin glanced at the opposite side, and the black armored cavalry was like Like a scroll dragon, gritted his teeth and said decisively, "I will choose to evacuate, but I will be responsible for the queen, just like the decision you made at the beginning!"

Mi'er Jitai looked at Brother Mi'erjin with a decisive look, and sneered, "After breaking alone, your archery skills, have you broken?, are you going to hide for a lifetime under my blessing? "

"Assault!"

The opposing black cavalry made a loud shout, the horses leaped neatly and pulled out their weapons neatly. The Falcon patrol cavalry lost the cumbersome infantry crossbow, and all drew out the short-armed weapons, like a sudden in the sun. Revealing a glorious river, skilled cavalry and well-trained skills, it shows that these black armored cavalry are long-standing jīng sharp cavalry, which is definitely capable of fighting the eastern cavalry!

"Even if I die, I will drag the enemy's horseshoe with the corpse!" Brother Mirkin said angrily,

"Stupid" Mier Jiti snorted very dissatisfied with the answer, and said coldly, "If you are still the heir of the patriarch, I will not hesitate to let you queen, but now, you are no longer. ! So we should evacuate immediately!"

"It seems that I am right. In my father's mind, Guangjili is more suitable to be the patriarch than me!" At this moment. Although it is already burning eyebrows, Brother Mi'erjin rarely shows a relaxed, bitter smile. "Thank you father, I can finally let go of my years of responsibility. Such a burden is really tiring, just like when you tied my leg on a horseback. For seven days, I even forgot how to walk. It’s the same now. I won’t be an ordinary clan anymore. Let me be the queen. At least, I can still die with a trace of vanity!"

"The death of vanity. It shouldn't be your destination. If you are not afraid of death, are you afraid of evacuation? Guangjili is better than you, but he can't be the head of the patriarch!" Mier Jiti sighed. In a world of chaotic warfare, what is needed is someone who can bear the burden of humiliation and shoulder the responsibility of the entire tribe. Not a hero who is too prominent! It is a pity that Guangjili is such a hero. If he becomes the patriarch, My Mier tribe really got the head, I won’t let you be the queen, because you are no longer the heir of the patriarch, you are the patriarch, from now on. You are the patriarch of Mi’er tribe, you are dead, you let Mi’er What about the Ministry?"

"Why did you choose me, father!"

Brother Mi'erjin's unexpected eyes were not only confused, but also a strong sense of crisis. Although he was the future heir to the patriarch, his father suddenly acted. The meaning here contains too many cold things,

Inheritance before battle, this is only used when the East Court is most critical,

Generally. There is only one patriarch who is passed on before the battle, and the father and the son are replaced, or the brothers inherit each other, that is, one person and the father may die soon. This is like a black armored cavalry that suddenly killed him, disrupting him. 'S position

"Can't you see it yet?"

Mie Erji said, "In this battle, Zhamu Hebi was obviously secretly thinking. If we lost these 30,000 slaves, or could not break through this section of the city wall, even if we could return to the base camp, Zhamu Hebi would also borrow This matter will be held accountable for the guilt of Mier Ministry"

"The battle is unfavorable, and the slaves defected. According to the Eastern Court military regulations, in order to avoid the tribes who were in the battle from filling the city with slaves in order to reduce their own casualties, the tribes who escorted slaves to the war must count the number of slaves. Compensation for the same slave"

"If the number is not enough, you must fill it with a tribe. The population of my family is only 20,000. This time the Slavic slaves are 30,000. Even if they are all filled in, it is not enough. Zhamu Hebi used this excuse at the beginning. I swallowed the Jiyan Tribe in one fell swoop, and this time, I am the patriarch of the Mier Clan. Only I can take this responsibility. Zamu Hebi will definitely use me to threaten you and achieve the purpose of annexing the entire Mier Tribe. If we When he resisted, he used the Cang army to kill us all."

"Then we can choose not to go back! Go straight back to China" Brother Mi'erjin said with an ugly face

"No answer? Do you really think that Zhamu Hebi’s eyes are blind? The 20,000 Cangjun jīng sharp across the grassland is a decoration? There is a long wall in front and a Cangjun behind. In fact, we are better than these Slavic slaves. One point? Our bows and arrows are pointed at the Slavs, and the bows of the Blue Army are pointed at us! I ordered the killing of the Slavs to force them back, so that we have the chance to face the defeat. The broken cavalry is the most difficult to track."

"So, we can immediately evacuate in the form of a disintegration!" Brother Mirkin looked at him, no wonder his father forced the Slavs to attack the city in this way from the beginning, and he didn’t want to be a queen. Everything was done to create a defeat. Illusion

"It's not us, but you!"

Mie Erji's mouth is full of disdain and curls, and smiles bitterly.

"This defeat is the best opportunity for you to lead everyone back. With this prestige, you can truly become the patriarch in everyone’s mind. In order to attract the attention of the Cang army, I will personally return to the camp. Plead guilty to Zhamu Hebi,

"You lead all the tribesmen into several paths, bypassing the big camp and returning directly to the country, as long as you drag it for a day~IndoMTL.com~The Cangjun scouts will not be able to keep up with you"

"It must be remembered that it doesn’t matter whether I can survive or not. Leading the 3,000 most outstanding fighters of the Mir clan back to this land of right and wrong, as long as they return to the empire, with the shelter of the goodwill lord of the left, even if it’s two. His Royal Highness won’t do anything for the time being! At most, he chopped off my head to vent his anger, but if I can survive with the tribe, it’s nothing!

Raising her head and looking into the distance, there is a rare calmness in Mi'erji's eyes

"I once imagined that when your sister got married, I would pass on the position of the patriarch to you so that you and your sister would be one mile and one away, relying on the big tree of Mr. Zuo well-intentioned, step by step, let Mier's set foot. A truly powerful road,

But now, everything is impossible,

Together with the chaos, the peace of the grassland just 15 years has been broken again. I don’t know how many ambitious tribes will rise and be destroyed. My Mieer Department is just an inconspicuous grass in this huge storm. Without such strength, I can only seek self-protection, so I need a patriarch who can understand forbearance.

Just ask for the tribe to grow out again like grass buds after the cold winter that swept across the grassland! "(To be continued.)