Looking down at the unsuspecting Uda tribe, they looked like docile little lambs.
Abli smiled proudly.
At this time, in his heart he deeply despised the Yue Lun tribe that had perished.
That idiot knew that Udabe was turning around, but he didn't take the initiative to attack. He waited for the White Wolf Cavalry to attack him, and ended up dying in peace.
I was unable to send troops this winter, and I was not idle. I had already sent people to search for the whereabouts of Udabe in the grassland.
We searched from the Mida River to the Diedie River, and then we discovered the Wuda tribe who had just moved their tents.
He would not wait for the cubs of the White Wolf Cavalry to find him, but would take advantage of the darkness to attack them.
If this sneak attack is successful, the Uda tribe can be easily swallowed up.
Next to him, Baiqi was ready to go, everyone's blood was boiling and their eyes were red.
Just waiting for the leader's order, he would rush into the quiet tent below and slaughter them wantonly.
"kill!"
Abli pulled off the leather strap that restrained the horse's mouth, shouted, drew out his machete, and rushed down the slope first.
He is not only a leader of the Dongyue tribe, but also a warrior in the tribe.
Under his leadership, the knights of the tribe were like a mountain falling apart, and they swooped down on the Uda tribe.
The fast running horses are as fast as the wind and unstoppable under the blessing of gravity.
In this case, almost no one can stop it.
Even if a heavily armored knight appears in front of him, he can be easily knocked away.
The first person to be alarmed by the heavy sound of horse hooves was the sheepdog of the Uda tribe.
Amidst the heart-rending barking, the horses in the fence also began to neigh and run in circles.
There were also flashing lights, shouts, shouts, and silhouettes of people in many tents.
Utabe, which was originally as silent as a picture, seemed to come alive in an instant.
Abli opened his mouth and laughed, and the cold night wind blew his hair around, like a madman: Oudabu is now protected by the gods, but there is nothing he can do about it!
Uyal, my beauty!
Rushing from the high bank to the river takes only a few breaths on a fast horse, especially with the force of a dive, it takes almost the blink of an eye.
Just when Abli's horse was only five lengths away from the outermost tent, his hair suddenly stood on end: No, something is wrong here! It's a scam!
Before he could react, the row of small tents that were close at hand suddenly fell down, revealing a row of wooden frames that were diagonally inserted into the ground, blocking the Uda tribe from behind.
One end of the wooden frame is buried deep in the ground, while the other end has been sharpened and faces the high bank...
This momentary change caused the ghost of Abli to escape. This was the favorite horse-repelling stake of the Wu Dynasty soldiers, and it was also a tool specially used to deal with cavalry.
The Wuda tribe not only has tall and strong horse-rejecting stakes, but also appears so cunning and vicious that it is difficult for people to guard against them.
Abli pulled the reins hard, trying to make the horse turn in one direction.
However, it is impossible to change the direction of a horse charging at high speed.
He pulled desperately, but the horse's head was only deflected a few inches, causing the horse and man to hit the sharp wood.
Abli grew up on a horse. The moment the horse collided with him, his waist bent and he was hanging under the horse's belly.
The horse he was riding was not so lucky. He screamed and hit the wooden post with his front legs. His legs were broken and his chest collapsed.
Abli was hit hard on the ground by the horse. He only felt a cold on his legs and could not get up again...
Next to him, less than half of the cavalry who rushed down after him were killed, and their wails echoed through the sky.
The remaining tribes were slightly behind, but they all had excellent riding skills. They pulled the reins of their horses to force the turn, and the horses also ran diagonally as hard as they could to avoid the circle of wooden thorns.
After losing more than a dozen horses, the East Vietnam's sneak attack was completely shattered.
Abli had just been rescued by a tribesman while avoiding the wooden stakes on horseback. At this time, he was sitting on the ground, unable to recover from the tragic scene in front of him.
On the wooden stake, a butter candle as thick as an arm was lit, illuminating both the inside and outside as bright as day.
A middle-aged woman in red slowly walked out of the largest tent, protected by a group of guards wearing armor and holding long knives.
Even though he was a hundred steps away, Abli could still recognize her at a glance.
It's Uyal!
Twenty years have only made her more charming!
Abli felt like there was a fire burning in his heart. Regardless of the blood dripping from his legs, he stood up suddenly and shouted to Udabe: "Uyal, I am Abli! I want to get you today!"
After shouting, he grabbed the knight next to him and got on his horse.
Even if they were plotted by the wooden stakes just now, there are still fifty or sixty people in the East Vietnam remnant. As long as they are reorganized, they will have extremely strong combat power.
But before he could start running, he saw the guards around the beautiful woman suddenly unfurling their bows and arrows, aiming at the cavalry outside the wooden pile, and firing arrows without warning.
At this time, the cavalry on horseback and standing high up together looked like living targets under the candlelight.
Arrows were flying, and Abli quickly used his machete to protect himself, only to hear another scream from beside him.
From Udabe's tent, countless people ran out holding machetes and sticks.
Without the speed of horses, no matter how strong a cavalryman is, he will be pulled off his horse and beaten to death.
Abli turned his head and glanced at the beautiful woman in red who stood upright and said nothing. His eyes were full of resentment, but the situation at this time was no longer something he could decide.
Without hesitation, he pulled the reins, turned around and scurried away, and the others followed him and retreated.
At this time, there were still thirty or forty people following him, and almost all of them were injured.
Abli rushed back to the high bank, and the scene before his eyes made him feel cold all over.
In front of him was a group of cavalrymen wearing white cloaks, waiting quietly for a long time.
The hunting cloaks they wore looked like erratic ghosts under the bright starlight.
"Don't even think about escaping today!" A clear voice said coldly.
"You are the young master of the Uda tribe? You are the son of Uyal!"
Abli gritted his teeth and said bitterly to the leader. He heard that Wu Yaer and Wu Chao gave birth to a son.
This young man should be it.
The people of the Wu Dynasty were full of tricks, and so was this little bastard. He fell into his scheme.
"I am the one who will send you on your way!" Zhao Tingduo whistled loudly and rushed out with the tribal cavalry.
The opponent was the menacing White Wolf Cavalry, but the East Vietnam tribe was demoralized and was no match for the recharged White Wolf Cavalry.
It was just a fight, and several people were defeated.
When Abli saw Zhao Tingduo rushing toward him, he had only one thought: Don't care about anything and escape first. As long as he escapes back to the tribe, he will be saved.
He is a leader, and as long as the tribe is still there, he can reorganize the cavalry.
But before he could escape, he had to kill the bastard.
Abli drove his horse forward and slashed at the charging Zhao Tingduo: "Boy, just die!"
He is a warrior, his sword is as bright as snow and as fierce as the wind.
Zhao Tingduo was also eager for revenge and poured strength into his arms. When the two horses crossed each other, the two swords instantly cut together.