There are only three people in Xia Xun's big tent, Xia Xun, Liu Yujue, and Xilin.【】
Xilin and Liu Yujue, one on the left and one on the right, sat in front of Xia Xun. Xia Xun used a box as a table and a charcoal stick as a pen, and was writing seriously on a piece of white soap.
"Your Majesty, contrary to our usual understanding, Timur's army is very experienced in both siege warfare and field battles. In this regard, we must not use our understanding of the Northern Yuan army to speculate on the army of the Timur Empire. They
The composition of the army was complex, including people from many countries and nationalities in the East and West. The Timurid Empire thus mastered the most advanced war technologies in the East and West, eliminated the waste and retained the essence, and carried it forward.
In terms of city construction, the Western construction technology and city defense methods are not lagging behind ours, and these cities were all conquered by the Timurid Empire. At the same time, the Timurid army had a large number of firearms, especially artillery, which were used by ministers.
We understand that the power of their artillery is not weaker than ours, but at the same time, they still maintain the expertise of field warfare and mounted archery passed down from their ancestors.
Our elite cavalry are mainly cavalry from the northern frontier army, the Daning cavalry under the former King Ning and the Mongolian cavalry from the Duoyan Three Guards. They are also elite cavalry from hundreds of battles. We lost in the number of cavalry. At the same time, due to the small number of cavalry, we
Our generals are better at commanding infantry combat.
The Timurid Empire's army included Western-style elite infantry phalanxes, Greek-style and Roman-style fortification construction and destruction troops, Mongol Turkic elite nomadic cavalry, heavy cavalry wearing unprecedented heavy iron armor, and Indian
The war elephant force has a large number of gunners and countless huge artillery and mortars carried by mules and horses. It also has rich experience in infantry and cavalry combat and even coordinated combat with multiple arms.
The above is the information that I personally know. What I said is all about the enemy director Huo Yikong. It is said that knowing yourself and the enemy means you will be victorious in a hundred battles. Your Majesty is proficient in the art of war and has experienced hundreds of battles. He has seen what he said and knows how to avoid his own shortcomings.
It is the master of defeating the enemy. If I can present this to the emperor before the big battle, I will die without any regrets."
After Xia Xun finished writing, most of the pale pink handwriting had disappeared, leaving only some broken strokes in many places. Xia Xun dried it again. After a while, the cloth was still pure white, with not even a single word on it.
It's gone. This was written with a secret medicine prepared by Tang Sai'er. The writing will not be visible unless it is burned by fire. If someone doesn't know what's going on, even if they get this belt or even take it apart, they will just think it is a piece of white cloth.
It's just the lining of the belt.
Xia Xun waited until the writing on the letter was dry and there was no trace left, then he carefully folded it and handed it to Xilin. Xilin had already prepared needle and thread, took the letter, and immediately carefully put it into the middle of a belt, and then
Then he took a needle and thread and sewed the belt tightly. The stitches were very fine.
The belt was sealed and handed back to Xia Xun. Xia Xun carefully checked the letter again to confirm that it was correct. Then he held the belt and said solemnly to Liu Yujue: "If there is a problem in any part of our plan, it will lead to
If it fails, you are the one who is most likely to escape at the opportunity, and then you must hand it over to the Emperor."
"Yes." Liu Yujue also knew the seriousness of the situation. He took the belt with both hands and wrapped it around his waist seriously.
As they learned more and more about Timur's army, they no longer dared to be blindly optimistic. In fact, including Xia Xun, although he knew that Timur's army should not be underestimated, he still had some contempt in his heart.
With more and more detailed understanding, Xia Xun's attitude towards Tamerlane's army changed drastically. If the assassination failed and someone sacrificed his life for charity, and someone could escape with this information, then the Ming army would have been able to win the battle, and it would have been so.
Reduce casualties exponentially. The outcome of a battle that was originally going to be lost may be changed because of such detailed understanding.
Only by facing up to your opponent's strengths can you avoid your own shortcomings.
Xia Xun finished explaining the matter and said in a deep voice: "Xilin, call them in, I want to announce the beheading plan."
As soon as the curtain was lifted, the wind howled in.
Spring is windy, and it is blowing today. The dust is flying in the wind, and the sky and the earth are vast.
Therefore, today there are few people walking on Yibi, and there is no market. The doors and windows of every tent are sealed, and the yellow sand that fills the sky is looming.
The wind whistles,
Saihazhi, Chen Dong, Ye An and even Zangfeng, Gai Bang'er and others filed in.
A piece of yellow sand behind you...
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Sehaji's circus became the most famous circus in the Mobile City.
Their circus has limited types of performances and few people, but other circuses are similar in size to them.
A real big circus often has hundreds of people, as well as lions, tigers, bears and other animals. They don't work hard to make some hard money with the army. They only move between major cities, even small ones.
They won't go to some cities because the income there is not enough to support them. As a result, the various performance groups that roam the military camps are small groups with a relatively simple function and a limited number of people.
Xia Xun instructed Sai Hazhi to come forward and organize these small performance groups together.
The method they used was neither to win over nor to annex. Both of these were quite difficult for them. Besides, if he really wanted to win over or annex other performance groups, he would not be able to support such a huge theater.
Guild. He used a model that Westerners are very accustomed to: guild performance industry temporary guild.
The existence of this guild is only responsible for the coordination and coordination of various performance groups in the army during this period. The investment cost of performing a large-scale circus here is too high, and the audience is mainly soldiers who do not have much money. If attendance cannot be guaranteed, then
To lose money, large circuses do not come here. However, the temporary guild, led by Sehazhi and discussed with other performance groups, exists to communicate, coordinate various circuses, and occasionally organize a group to hold a joint large-scale performance.
Here, large-scale circus performances cannot guarantee sufficient attendance every day, but they are held once a week, and the soldiers can still afford it. In this way, they are usually scattered around the military camp, each performing their own performance, and gathering together every week.
Together, they jointly organized a large-scale performance under the name Snowdrop Circus, which quickly became famous.
"Snowdrop" has become a place that many people visit every week.
"Mr. Hammett, this little girl is our mainstay. She performs a large-scale magic trick every week. She is deeply loved by the soldiers and makes a lot of money for our circus. But she is sick now, and tomorrow night
There is a large-scale performance, and if she cannot participate, we will suffer heavy losses. We specifically inquired and found out that Mr. Hamit is the most famous doctor. Even the great Tamerlane Khan was diagnosed and treated by you, so we
Come and ask you to help us and we must cure her."
The interpreter told Hamit, the chief military doctor of Tamerlane's army, what Sehazhi said, and Sehazhi immediately presented him with a money bag.
Hammett was invited out by a centurion, and this centurion was entrusted by one of his most trusted centurions. Soldiers who like the "Snowdrop" circus performance all know that magical little oriental girl.
Now that she is sick, it is easy for people to feel sympathy. In addition, they have received the benefits from Boss Sai, so of course they are willing to do their best for Boss Sai.
Hammett shook the money bag in his hand. It was heavy. With this shaking, the coins inside jingled. Hammett's expression softened a lot. He looked at the little boy lying sickly on the carriage with a haggard expression.
The girl, seeing that she was wearing a green shirt and having a picturesque face, although she was not very energetic because of her illness, she was still very likable, and her face became even calmer.
"What's this little girl's name?"
Sehazhi quickly said: "Her name is Sera."
"Sela?"
Hammett was a little surprised when he heard this, because his little daughter's name was Sera. This girl was similar in age to his precious daughter. When he saw her, it was like meeting his beloved daughter. Hammett's tone became cordial,
He lay on the edge of the car, leaning over Tang Sai'er, and said softly: "Sela, don't worry, I will cure you."
Tang Saier said in a thin and timid voice: "Thank you, Doctor Hammett."
Hammett nodded and got into the car with a smile.
Sehazhi couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. In order to get close to this Hamit, he had put in a lot of effort. Joining other performance groups to form a guild and the "Snowdrop" circus had other purposes, but it was not bad.
In order to get in touch with Hammett, after he established the "Snow Lotus" circus, he first used Liu Yujue to find out about people who could have a relationship with Hammett's doctor, and then worked on their public relations.
Then, today, he took the opportunity of Dr. Hamit to go out to buy medicine and stopped him, and made a series of preparations in advance. He found out that Dr. Hamit was a Turk. Turks like green the most and taboo yellow and flower colors, so he also
Xilin was asked to rush to work and make a set of green clothes for Sai'er, replacing the floral skirt she usually wears.
After Centurion Tamerlane, who was his "public relations", learned that Medical Doctor Hamit had a very beloved little daughter named Sera, Tang Saier's name was changed to Sera, a favor offensive, a money offensive, and a family affection offensive.
, after all, it’s up to Tang Sai’er whether he can go further next. In this regard, Sai Hazhi is very confident. If the quirky Tang Sai’er wants to play the role of a good girl, how many people can resist it?
Can you resist her charm?
"Father, Sierra can't bear to leave you."
When Hammett stepped out of the carriage, this girl who was as cute as his daughter and as beautiful as a little angel had become his adopted daughter. His adopted daughter threw herself into his arms and burst into tears.
: "No one has ever been as kind to me as you are. Dear foster father, Sera can't bear to leave you..."
Hammett's fatherly love was overflowing, and his annoying straight goatee trembled slightly. He tried hard to look kind and said softly to Tang Sai'er: "My little Sera, my adoptive father is here."
You have things to do, so you can rest assured and recuperate, take your medicine on time according to your adoptive father's instructions, and be obedient. When your adoptive father finishes his work, he will come back to you as soon as possible."
"Then the adoptive father must come." Tang Saier raised her head with tears in her eyes, grabbed Hamit's little hand on the lapel of his clothes, and gently released it one finger at a time, expressing her dependence and admiration vividly.
"Okay, okay, when I come back, I will come to you right away. You first." Hammett almost didn't want to leave. He got on his horse and walked a long way away, waving to his adopted daughter without leaving.
"Daddy, Sai'er is good at pretending?"
Tang Saier reluctantly waved her hand a few times in the direction where Hammett disappeared, and then asked Xia Xun with a smile, a bit to please and a bit to ask for credit. There were still tears in her eyes and there were tears on her cheeks.
Crystal tears.
"Not bad, but don't be careless and be careful, don't fall short of your success." Xia Xun said a few words with a straight face and walked away.
Tang Saier was worried and asked: "Did I behave badly and my godfather seemed unhappy?"
Saihazhi, who was blessed with a happy soul, grinned widely and said: "Sai'er, don't pay attention to him. I am your godfather because you behave so well. Hahaha."
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Tang Sai'er was too tired from performing for days and occasionally felt cold. When he sought medical advice, he "accidentally" became acquainted with Hamit, the most famous healer of Timur's army. Something also happened in Billesk.
It happened by chance. It was a completely independent incident. It had no connection with other places, and it had nothing to do with Timur's army stationed in Nidaila.
The incident took place in Agolda, an important border town in the southwest corner of the Oara territory, guarded by the Termu tribe.
In the early Ming Dynasty, the Ming Dynasty cut down its vassals and triggered a four-year civil war. The internal conflicts in the Northern Yuan Dynasty also reached the most intense stage. The Northern Yuan Dynasty split into Tatar and Oara. The Tatars were dominated by the Grand Master Arutai and were granted gold.
The descendants of the family are Khans. The Wala nobles did not grab the direct descendants of the Golden family, and there was no great Khan to command the tribes, so the Huite tribe joined the Barhut, Khuriyati, Batut, and Troost tribes to establish it.
The Oirat Alliance was formed, which was known as Wala in the Ming Dynasty.
Wala was ruled by three powerful tribal leaders, namely Mahamu, Taiping, and Batu Polo. In order to morally compete with the Tatar tribe who controlled the Khan's throne, they accepted Zhu Di's title and were respectively named
King Shunning, King Xianyi, and King Anle ruled Oara. Among them, King Mahamu of Shunning was the most powerful.
The Termu tribe is a tribe belonging to the faction of King Mahamu of Shunning, and its tribal leader is called Chazhan.
In late spring, in March, the grass grows and orioles fly, which is another sight on the grasslands of the Western Regions.
The original spring came very softly, with gentle spring breeze and silent spring rain. Before you know it, you will find a touch of new green on the branches. From a distance, it looks as bright and yellow as smoke. But here, spring comes as cold as winter.
It was as sudden as the wind. Yesterday, the rivers were frozen and snow covered thousands of miles. Suddenly overnight, the rivers thawed and the vegetation grew strong.
What follows is its wind. The spring breeze here is by no means gentle. It is warm, but it is difficult to make people feel relaxed and happy because the wind is too strong and the newly revived vegetation cannot cover the entire ground.
When you get up, there will be dust, which will blow people all over their body and face, which is really annoying.
The weather today is very good, a rare sunny day, but the wind is not strong. The sky is clear, like transparent crystal, and the white clouds are floating below. It seems that it is thousands of miles away from the distant sky, but it is less than a hundred miles away from the grass below.
Rice, it seems that with a bow and an arrow, it can shoot into the clouds.
The green grassland has no end in front and no end in back. There are rolling mountains more than ten miles wide to the left and right. The green mountains on the left are green, and the snow-capped mountains higher up can be seen. The mountains on the right are made of black stones, with no grass growing on them.
The geography is very strange.
The sound of hooves rumbled and the earth trembled.
Chazhan, the leader of the Termu tribe, was galloping on this narrow grassland with more than a hundred warriors on horseback.
On a horse next to Chazhan is a young man. Although his face is that of a young man, still with a childish look that has not faded, he is tall and tall, not inferior to many adults.
Chazhan was riding his horse while talking to the young man: "In more than a hundred miles, we will reach the tribe of Boluo. The tribe of Boluo is eight miles away from Bielse and Hami. It is the closest and mainly engaged in business, so
His tribe is very wealthy. His little daughter Saren is a famous little beauty, you will definitely like her."
"Uncle Chazhan, I don't care what she looks like."
The young man smiled, with a calmness that was befitting his age: "Even if she is extremely ugly, I will still marry her. After getting married, grandpa's tribe can get financial help from the Polo tribe.
Our position in the Oara tribe will be more stable, we can buy more weapons and armor, and support more powerful forces. One day..."
The young man did not continue speaking, but cast his gaze into the distance and said softly: "One day, what we have will be more than just this piece of grassland."
"A good old man, a hero, a good man, this is what makes great things happen."
Cha Zhanqiao pointed his finger and praised: "As expected of the grandson of King Shunning. Such a bold and ambitious person. It's amazing that this time he said that he would discuss the alliance. It was very important to your grandfather's great cause. Your father should have come forward in person, but it's a pity that he is here."
The war in the east has to be handled by me as my uncle. Your father is my Anda, and you are like my nephew. I will definitely handle this matter successfully."
The young man said: "The Emperor of the Ming Dynasty personally led an expedition to attack the Tatars. Although the Ming army is powerful, they cannot stay on the fortress for a long time. If the Tatars are defeated, these thousands of miles of grassland will be ours. Grandpa attaches great importance to this
, so I asked my father to lead an army to secretly ambush at the Tatar border, and just wait for the Tatars to be defeated, and then snatch their grasslands. Dad is doing big things. If it weren't for this boring marriage, I would definitely go with him.
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Chazhan laughed loudly: "Boring? Hahaha, you little guy, your words are really interesting. You are still too young. When you get older, you will know how cute women are."
The young man smiled disapprovingly, put his hand on the awning and looked into the distance, and suddenly asked: "Uncle Chazhan, we are going hundreds of miles to Polo, why don't we bring more soldiers and horses?"
Chazhan smiled and said: "Don't worry, this is our territory in Oara, and it is also where my Telmu tribe has been stationed for many years. Who dares to stroke your uncle Chazhan's tiger beard? Especially now that Timur's army is trying to fight with
In the battle of the Ming Dynasty, Timur's army will not challenge Zanwala at this time, and the Ming Dynasty army has retreated to Jiayuguan, so there is nothing to worry about."
"So……"
The young man pointed his riding whip forward and asked in a deep voice: "Is that huge force in front of us sent by the Polo tribe to greet us?"
"Um?"
Cha Zhan raised his head when he heard the sound. At the end of the undulating grassy slope, there was no one or a horse in sight, but with just one glance, his expression still changed.
The weather today was very good, and the visibility was very high. Although there was no one or one horse in front of us, the smoke rising in the air in the distance clearly indicated that a large cavalry team was approaching quickly.
It could only be a cavalry force. This place is already a well-traveled place. There are not a large number of wild horses and buffalo herds. If it is grazing, it is impossible for them to run like this in a straight line. If it is a caravan..., they will not be able to
Maybe I can travel at this speed.
At this time, the dust in the farthest place was extremely high and spread out at the same time, like a dragon's head with its mouth wide open. The dragon's tail had just left the ground and was about to fly into the sky, but he leaned forward from his horse and continued.
The tail seemed to be just the dragon's body that had just left the ground, because underneath it, there was a line of smoke and dust that was about to rise, which was a line of dust that had just been raised by the cavalry.
There is wind today, although it is not strong, it can still blow away the dust. This long dragon-like dust is still lingering. There is only one explanation, and that is that the other party is running very fast, and the wind has not had time to blow away the long dragon formed by the dust.
, they have reached the distance, how fast is this?
Cha Zhan's expression changed and he immediately ordered his guards to be on guard.
The most sensible thing to do is, of course, to turn your horse and run away as soon as the dust rises. In that case, the other party may not be able to catch up. But who is the other party? Is it because of him? These things have not been clarified at all.
, Chazhan is also an Otok (lord), he doesn’t even know who the visitor is or what he wants to do, so he just rides away and flees. Isn’t it a big joke?
People on the grasslands respect heroes the most. If he does this, even his subordinates will look down on him. Besides, Lord Mahamu’s grandson is right next to him. If he tells this joke to his grandfather,
His face was about to be lost to the sky, so Chazhan gave the order to stay on guard, first find out the identity of the other party, and then talk about the purpose of rushing.
Behind him, there was actually an enemy force laying an ambush. If they turned back and fled, they would have to be stopped. This force left the tribe from Chazhan and had already stopped far away. But their number was relatively large.
There were only half of Chazhan's troops. If Chazhan made a decisive decision and turned back, they would have to make heavy sacrifices to delay Chazhan's escape. Chazhan's actions of being on guard at the same place greatly shocked them who were far behind.
He breathed a sigh of relief.
"Something's wrong, Uncle Chazhan, we should run away immediately."
The young man's eyesight was extremely sharp. When he noticed that there was also dust and gray mist on Yibi in the distance on the left and right sides, he finally realized that the opponent's target must be his team, but by this time it was already too late.
The men and horses rushing towards the front were like the spring breeze outside the Great Wall, suddenly swept in front of us. The dust was still two miles away, and a row of war horses appeared on a grassy slope in front, as if a flood had crossed the hillside.
Coming in turbulence.
Lai Qi formed a horizontal formation more than two miles wide and surrounded them with great force.
"Shooting arrows to stop the enemy"
The rumble of horse hooves and the shouts of killing were deafening. Many horses in Chazhan's team turned uneasily. Chazhan drew his sword and ordered his men to fire arrows to ward off the enemy. While observing the surrounding situation, he pointed to the west.
He shouted: "While the enemy has not yet surrounded us, let's open a gap from here and rush out."
"Swish swish"
Arrows shot like rain. When Chazhan's waiting subordinates fired arrows to stop the enemy, the cavalry team that came on horseback with an astonishing momentum also fired arrows to fight back. Regardless of identity, no one was left alive, and arrows were fired in unison.
Differential shooting.
A sharp whistle of arrows suddenly flew through the air, and the horse under the crotch of a guard at the front let out a scream. An arrow penetrated the horse's eye, and it screamed in pain, knocking the knight on the horse to the ground. Whoosh whoosh whoosh.
Whoosh, sharp arrows were falling, and both sides had men, horses, and arrows. In three breaths, the cavalry was approaching. The cavalry at the front had already sheathed their bows and drawn their swords, and rushed into the Chazhan team.
The sharp arrows from both sides killed one-third of Chazhan's men. The rest were in chaos. They had just gathered to prepare for a breakout. After less than a hundred steps, the cavalry rushing from the flanks had already arrived. Another round of long-range attacks.
That kind of cruelty, that kind of aura that will kill people, as if the two sides have already had sworn enemies.
"Why? Who are you?"
Chazhan's eyes were about to burst. Before the battle began, he killed most of his men. The other party's unreasonable killings almost drove him crazy.
No one answered. The other party seemed to come just to kill people. Arrows flew across the sky. The guards at the front who were preparing to break out had just fired the arrows and shouted wildly and fell off their horses. The enemy pulled out their sharp sabers and rushed into his camp.
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The rain was like a heavy rain. Although Chazhan's guards were considered elite, they were not as good as the opponent's combat power. The opponent's men and horses had an absolute advantage, and their fighting style was so terrifying. The unprepared Chazhan guards were instantly
They were all killed in a short time.
The two guards beside the young man who had just hung up their bows and arrows and were about to draw their swords and fight were hit by several sharp arrows in the chest, and they fell heavily off their horses. As soon as the thrilling screams reached the young man's ears, a cleaver was struck on the head.
"I am……"
With just one blow, the boy's knife was knocked away. He screamed and wanted to reveal his identity. No matter who the person came, the grandson of Mahamu, the actual "Khan" of Wala, was better alive than dead.
Is it valuable?
But before he could finish his words, someone stretched his shoulders and pulled his hips, and split him in half with a knife. Half of his body was still sitting on the horse, while the other half of his body, including his head, had fallen into the dust, and his heart, liver, and intestines were clattering from the place where he was split diagonally.
It dripped all over the ground.
The horse was frightened and ran forward wildly, dragging a long section of its intestines. Unexpectedly, as soon as it ran a few steps, another person chopped off a huge horse's head. They not only killed people, but also wanted to leave no one behind.
, what kind of hatred is this to have such ruthless methods?
"Nephew goes first, goes first."
Cha Zhan was fighting. When he saw the young man being killed, he screamed in agony. His heart felt as if a basin of ice water had been poured into it, and it was so cold that it hurt. That was Lord Mahamu's grandson, his good brother.
My beloved son who is in trouble, how should he explain to Lord Mahamu, how should he explain to his sworn brother in trouble?
Cha Zhan's liver and gallbladder were split, and his pupils were bleeding. Four or five enemy cavalry who came out of nowhere around him took the opportunity to fight with him like a revolving door. They actually stabbed him in the leg and blood flowed like a stream. Cha Zhan was furious and sad.
, tongue bursting with spring thunder, roaring loudly, and waving his saber in a frantic manner
Enemies came from all directions. Most of the troops and horses in the Chaos were first killed by the fierce arrow rain, and then were killed to pieces by the enemy cavalry that broke in. Although they killed many of the enemies under their fierce counterattack, they still killed many of them.
The enemy cavalry that rushed towards them did not care or care. It seemed that they were just killing weapons without any emotion or consciousness. They only wanted to kill the enemy without considering any sacrifices.
More than a hundred people were killed in an instant. Chazhan, who had an arrow stuck in his shoulder, was crying without tears, and the last dozen or so guards were surrounded. These guards were all skilled.
People who were agile and skilled in martial arts first relied on their riding skills and luck hidden in stirrups to escape the opponent's sudden rain of arrows, and then fought desperately to save their lives in the melee. At this moment, everyone was injured.
The total number of people guarding Chazhan was less than twenty.
"Why? Why exactly? Who are you? Call your leader to come out and answer. I am Otok from the Ter tribe. I want to see your leader."
Chazhan burst into tears and shouted at the top of his lungs. He was not meant to be so weak, but he had fought a lot of battles in his half-life, and he had never fought such a useless, bizarre, inexplicable, and unknown battle. He was not scared to cry.
Yes, he was crying angrily.
No one answered. The enemy cavalry formed a circle, surrounding them in the center. There were many knights guarding one, and he was obviously the leader. His face was covered with a sand-proof mask, and only a pair of fierce and serious eyes of the knights were revealed.
Riding his horse three steps forward, Chazhan thought he was going to talk to him, but the man just slowly raised his hand and slashed hard.
With this silent command, the archery performance began
The nameless knights who lined up in a circle actually fired arrows straight at the opponent's own people who were within their shooting range. If the arrow could not hit the Chazhan people in the middle, it would inevitably hit the own people on the opposite side.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."
The arrows kept coming, like a flock of falcons flying. Many people were using the most superb art of arrows. As soon as one arrow was fired, another arrow came. Before the arrow could fall to the ground, the second arrow penetrated the body again. In a moment, those people
He and the horse were covered with arrows, like hedgehogs. After the arrows stopped for a moment, they fell down suddenly. Both the man and the horse had lost their lives under the dense rain of arrows, but because the speed of the arrows was too fast, they really hit the ground.
Only then did he really fall.
The masked leader stepped forward on his horse and ordered in a deep voice: "Dismount, chop off everyone's heads, make sure no one finds what we want, and evacuate immediately."
He spoke in Turkic language, which Chazhan could understand, but he was already dead and would not die in peace.
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