Ke Suoer's army of five hundred cavalry braved the wind and snow, and the horse's hooves stepped on the snow five or six inches deep, making it difficult to move. But Ke Suoer's heart was hot. If he didn't succeed, he would be successful. Otherwise, the Kasuoer's part would be very difficult after the spring.

After traveling for more than fifty miles, the heavy snow stopped and finally arrived at the Eagle Banner tribe mentioned by the post-detect. Kosuoer's army circled a large circle and reached a hill five miles northwest, and then climbed it alone and looked up at the enemy camp.

I saw that the tribe was built on the south side by water, and the east side was close to the mountains and forests. It was made of wooden railings. It was seven or eight miles long in a radius, and there was a gate on all sides. The outer edge of the Han people also laid a lot of deer antlers. The outer circle of the village was tens of thousands of cattle, sheep and horses, at least more than 30,000 to 50,000. Even when it was at its peak, it was only two-thirds of this part, which shows how rich this part was.

The inner circle is the tent where the people of this department live. A large tent is a family, including men, women, old and young, grandparents, wives, children, brothers and sisters, all living in the same place, ranging from a dozen people, at least seven or eight people, and just over eight hundred people.

It was noon at this time. Thousands of slaves in this department were wearing sheepskin coats and riding on the snow stop, waving the branches in their hands and shovels to clean up the snow in various animal pens. Even the snow two or three miles outside the village was in the clearance range.

Some people went to the river three miles away, knocked on the thin layer of ice, raised the river water with wooden barrels, returned to the village, fed it or heated it with cattle and horse manure to clean the body of the war horses in the livestock pen. They wiped it dry with linen cloth, put on a sheepskin cover, and the best war horses were covered with wool felt.

There were a large number of women next to the tent, picking up the wool cut in summer and autumn, making it into felt, and some were sewing cowhide armor. More than a thousand children in the village, the bigger ones were holding their bows and learning to shoot arrows, while the smaller ones were surrounding them, listening to what a long-standing man in the circle said.

All of this is called Kesuoer on the hill feeling both familiar and unfamiliar. Everything in this tribe seems to reveal a strange meaning, which is different from the ordinary Wuhuan tribe.

Seeing that the slaves who were cleaning the snow were only two miles away from the hill, the neighing sound of war horses behind the hill could be heard at any time. At this time, Ke Suoer could not think too much, and the battle or not was at this moment. When Ke Suoer thought about the situation in the headquarters, he immediately hit the snow with his fist and turned to the down hill.

The young and strong thunder cavalry in this department are indeed missing, and most of the ones left are elderly men and women and children. If you use the difficult camps and deer antlers, although it will cause trouble to the Kesuoer team, there are more than 2,000 people who are cleaning up the snow outside. If the cavalry drives these people to attack the camp for the front, you will definitely win.

But Suoer got down the hill and shouted, ordering the five hundred cavalry to divide it into two parts, leading one part, and the generals under him lead one part, and along both sides of the hill, they attacked from left and right, driving the enemy's slaves to attack the camp.

Five hundred war horses stepped on the snow quickly and suddenly appeared on the northwest sides of the hill two miles away. The slaves of the enemy were shocked by the sudden sound and looked up at the place where they were making their voices. The sudden appearance of the enemy cavalry made them stunned for a moment.

When they came to their senses, the cavalry of the Kosuoer team had already reached the fastest, with only more than a hundred breaths between two miles. More than two thousand slaves let out horror, abandoned their things, turned to flee to the Dazhai where they were already. The slaves and women and children in the Dazhai were also shocked by the situation outside, rushed to the edge of the basin and shouted, and many people even returned to the tent to look for bows and arrows.

Ke Suoer snorted coldly, the slaves outside the village were three miles away from the village. How could a man escape the four legs of a horse? The army would be able to intercept the slaves from the enemy's troops when they fled.

The speeding horses were extremely fast, and even the fastest bows could not be chased. Although there was snow blocking the road along the way, it didn't hinder it. The distance between the two sides approached very quickly. When Kesuoer's troops stepped onto the clean land, the slaves of the enemy's troops only fled for more than 300 steps.

Ke Suoer shouted loudly, bent his bow and took the arrow, rode his horse with his legs, and rushed towards the enemy's slaves first. He could catch up with him within a distance of only 300 steps, and then he could slaughter and drive to attack the village.

Just as Ke Suoer was in a state of great concern, he was about to aim at a slave a hundred steps away, he suddenly fell into a war horse under his seat and rushed forward with a huge body. "The horse stumbled?" A word suddenly flashed through Ke Suoer's mind.

Although Kesuoer, who has been skilled in riding since childhood, was not afraid of danger. He quickly abandoned the bow and arrow in the air, curled up, held his head with his hands, and his eyes passed through the gap between his legs. When he landed, he hurriedly landed on the ground with his shoulders and back. After rolling for more than ten times, he finally stopped the power of rolling forward and stabilized.

However, at this time, the neighing sounds of war horses, screams of people, and the sound of falling down sounds. Ke Suoer was shocked and shook his dizzy head. When he looked up quickly, he saw that the vanguard cavalry of his army had all lost their horses and fell down.

"It's strange." Ke Suoer turned around and saw that the open space was covered with white wooden stakes of foot height. On each two wooden stakes that were ten feet apart, there was a wool stitch line as thick as a little finger. Ke Suoer suddenly realized that this was the Han people's mascot. He was shocked again and there was an ambush.

Sure enough, with a sharp whistle, countless wooden boards were opened in the open space a hundred steps away, and countless enemy soldiers with bows emerged from the underground caves. While running, they continued to shoot bows and arrows at the fallen cavalry. They continued to stretch backwards to attack the cavalry that was unable to move forward behind.

Ke Suoer felt very regretful, his eyes were ripped with anger, and his teeth were bitten out of blood. When the cavalry of Suoer met Masuo, hundreds of cavalry fell to the ground because of their speed. Because the others were not able to collect their power, they all collided into a ball and were shot and killed by the oncoming enemy archers.

Everyone is from Wuhuan, how far can the difference between archery skills be? In just a few dozen breaths, screams sounded. When the cavalry of Keluo'er team turned their horses and fled far away, most of the casualties had already been killed or injured.

But Suoer was distraught and looked around. He looked around and there was no intact war horse nearby. He could only climb up, pull out the Han-style ring-headed sword from his waist, and howled and rushed towards the enemy archer dozens of steps away. However, nearly a thousand black rain of arrows were greeted.

When the arrow rain hit, Ke Suoer trembled all over and the energy in his body instantly passed. When he was being brought to his back by the arrow rain, Ke Suoer wanted to look back at the message that the remaining cavalry in the unit had escaped successfully. However, he saw the red black eagle flag cavalry gushing out from nowhere, with eight hundred white horses, white saddles, white cashmere cloaks, howling and rushed towards the defeated soldiers who were in a mess.

It was all over, Ko Suoer's body was like falling into an ice cave. With the passing of blood, his body fell to the ground with a "bang". However, Ko Suoer's eyes were staring tightly and could not close his eyes for a long time.

He Bai looked at the more than 160 remaining prisoners in front of him, waved his whip in annoyance and said, "Damn it, I thought he would take a gamble, but I didn't expect that he only came five hundred riders, which made me set up such a big scene in vain."

Fu Xing smiled and said, "Lord, it depends on people's plan, and the success is in heaven. The power of Kesuoer's troops is completely lost, leaving only a group of old, weak, sick and disabled, and can make a big wave. Just take Kesuoer's head and just surrender."

He Bai sighed and said, "Whether, whether it's okay, Chengzhang, you lead people to stay. Fu Xing and I will attack the village. I hope I can have supper in the enemy village tonight."

However, as He Baiying thought, the remaining forces of Kesuoer's army refused to surrender. After seeing the wounded soldier's head back, although the whole village cried in grief, no one surrendered. He Bai recruited a surrendered soldier, and then he realized that Kesuoer's son, fifteen-year-old Lu Lu, was still in the village. Because there was a leader in the village, no one surrendered.

He Bai had no choice but to look at Fu Xing, who shook his head and said, "There is no way. You are backing on both sides and facing the stream. Apart from the direct attack, you can only slide down the cliff. It's snowing now, it's cold and cold. The direct attack is too painful and the difficulty is so difficult. Lord, let's go back and think of a solution."

He Bai snorted coldly and said, "Then he can only use the catapult."

"Takes?" Fu Xing asked in surprise: "What is that?"

He Bai said: "That was a powerful weapon for countries to attack cities in the pre-Qin period."

"Oh? The lord knows how the catapult is done?"

He Bai curled his lips and said, "Have you never seen a pig run? He just used the principle of leverage and triangle support. Just try it more when you go back." After that, he ordered hundreds of people to guard the crowd and led the hundred cavalry back to the camp with Fu Xing.

After He Bai's night of modification, and then after a night of manufacturing by Han slave craftsmen, it was finally made at dawn, weighing 800 kilograms, and could only launch two or thirty kilograms of stones weighing 200 kilograms to a distance of 200 steps. There were ten in total, which was much better than the original trencher. I guess Liu Ye's thunderbolt chariot was just like this.

Early the next morning, He Bai ordered 400 slaves to carry ox carts and take them all the way to the Tumu camp of Kesuoer's army. The Wuhuan people in the city were like frogs in the well, watching He Bai's army set up a catapult. Soon after, the catapult was set up and hundreds of stones of similar size were found.

With a command from He Bai, he saw a huge, seven or eight feet long wood. The long end was a stone loaded with a cowhide cover, and twenty ropes tied to the short end. When the order was issued, twenty people pulled the rope at the same time and threw out the stones in the cowhide cover using the lever principle.

When the sharp stones were released, the sound was like a thunderbolt, roaring towards Kesuoer's Tumu camp. When the stone bullet fell, the camp suddenly splashed and the wood broke, and blood appeared. The enemy screamed in tears. Even the slave army of He Bai's troops were shocked and rolled down from the horse, and fell to the ground and shouted.

He Bai was a little confused and didn't understand the Wuhuan word. So he kicked the kneeling guard beside him and realized what they meant by calling Thunder God. Even Fu Xing, who was standing beside him, was full of respect for He Bai.

He Bai nodded with satisfaction. In the past two months, no matter how He Bai treats the slaves in the ministry, he always feels that they are feeling a sense of alienation from staying away. It is not until now that they see a hint of awe in their eyes.
Chapter completed!