After a few days, I passed through Mangkhut County to rest and put on the supplies I had hoarded at Jiangjia in the morning. Without stopping, I arrived at Xiping Mountain Pass and Changqi Grassland.
I don’t know if it was a coincidence, but another wave of relatively light wind and rain hit. It was sunny and rainy for a few days, covering up the traces of the army. Every deep rainy night, the green snail rain device flashed light again and again...
July 11th, a clear night.
Although the light of the stars and the moon was dim, it was better because it was not blocked by clouds. It still illuminated the distance and near clearly, and the grass seemed to be covered with a layer of translucent gauze.
The whole army gathered in a mountain valley, and the vast grassland undulated gently in the Beimang area. It was pitch black and late at night. No matter how vigilant the tribes ten miles away were, they did not notice that the enemy was approaching silently and opened their sharp teeth...
In order to prevent enemy scouts, the bells from the horses' necks were removed, and only the faint sound of horse hooves could be heard. Zhang Fangbiao, who personally served as the cavalry scout, got off his horse excitedly and knelt down on one knee: "My lord, the enemy has no reaction."
Then he introduced the inner response behind him: "You tell me"
This was a Ye family store. They usually only collected some simple information. Seeing that the head of the family was suddenly at a loss, Ye Qing quickly calmed down in his eyes and recited the information from the past few days.
Ye Qing listened carefully. This was the first battle against the grassland. He had exhausted all means and could not allow any mistakes. Let alone a disastrous defeat or a miserable victory. It must be a glorious victory to bring about the fate of the family and the black flag.
Solid military morale
After listening to this, he pondered for a moment, looked at several generals, and nodded: "We can fight, time..."
Touching the green snail rain device in his sleeve, he said firmly: "I'll charge tomorrow morning, before dawn, when it rains."
Before dawn, before it rains?
Jiang Chen opened his mouth wide, then closed it again, and responded excitedly: "Yes"
No matter what the lord thinks, the situation has become more obvious. Against this unsuspecting small tribe, no matter how hard you fight, you will definitely win... As far as the general is concerned, as long as he has a steady stream of victories and a steady stream of military exploits, he will be fine.
The night passed quickly, the stars and moon were dimmed at the fourth watch, and the clouds were thick at the fifth watch.
In the morning, the army set up camp and formed a formation, but it was impossible to see the sky. The grass on the hillside was wet, and frogs were croaking in the water pond not far away, which was a sign of rain.
The generals had strange expressions on their faces, only looking at Ye Qing with their eyes.
Ye Qing seemed to be able to read their thoughts. He smiled silently and looked back at Tiannan... The last information push was the rainy night before yesterday, before leaving the Xiping Mountain Pass boundary. It took more than a day. The cumulonimbus clouds did not change, or maybe
It was fine-tuned by the Dragon Girl sisters.
"This is the right time"
With a wave of his hand, the cavalry marched forward slowly. A few raindrops as big as soybeans suddenly fell from the sky. They were bounced off by the rainproof cloaks that had been prepared. The tribal tents and felt bags were vaguely visible, and there were finally some strange sounds inside.
Ye Qing stared down, pointing his sword at the tribe three miles away.
Needless to say, Zhou Ling, who was following closely, already understood. He held the black flag and waved it three times. His eyes moved accordingly. The nerves of the whole team were heated up. All the horses accelerated together and started to trot slowly.
Two miles...one mile...
Ye Qingdou crushed a talisman and cast the spell accurately. Black light flashed across all the knights in the front row. These people had long bows in their hands, and their eyes suddenly became sharp.
The black flag thrust forward, the charge is imminent
The silent black current surged steeply, and shouts broke out: "Wan Sheng... kill"
A wave of arrows did not hit the camp, and heavy rain poured down from the sky at the same time. Only strange sounds were heard in the camp. Dozens of enemies who ran out immediately fell in response to the sound - it is a pity, these must be the elite of the tribe,
He died inexplicably like this
But it was great luck for his own side. The black dragon horse neighed loudly, and Ye Qing took the lead to cross the camp fence. A few prairie warriors who barely wore half a piece of leather armor rushed up with ferocious faces.
Ye Qing indifferently dodged a spear and slashed with a sword, and the man's head flew out. Even if Ye Qing didn't use magical powers, he had already mastered the practice from the Great Yi Martial Arts. In just a moment, several people fell out.
However, amidst the shouts, a large number of prairie men came out from various tents. This wave was probably at least dozens of people, and even a few were fully armored.
Ye Qing saw it clearly and immediately gave the order: "Archers shoot the soldiers, cavalry rushes into the enemy camp, and the enemy cannot be gathered together."
Zhou Ling hurriedly sent the order, and the soldiers immediately did not hesitate. The archers lined up hurriedly, bent their bows in preparation, and changed the formation at the last minute. This was an extremely risky behavior, but now the Ye family army has strict discipline and training, but they responded so well.
Facing the dense crowd of archers, all the grassland people who came out were livid, and one of them shouted: "Warriors, your parents and children are behind, kill them."
After hearing this, these people roared and rushed away.
"Shoot!" At this moment, the archers had been ordered to shoot arrows together. After only a dozen steps, a hail of arrows fell. Even though the man shouting was wearing iron armor, he still hit seven or eight arrows in a row.
This man was not dead for a moment. He staggered forward and charged forward. Halfway through the charge, he fell to his knees. His eyes were wide open, but he refused to die. He had been fighting for many years and was the leader of the warriors in the clan. How could he die like this?
"Cum again"
There were continuous screams, followed by the deafening sound of horse hooves. These cavalrymen knew the art of war, and the cavalrymen were about to break up the enemy formation. At that moment, they rushed past like a stream of iron, the swords flashed, and suddenly a large number of enemies fell to the ground.
The "killing" cavalry did not look back and continued to charge. Below, a row of spearmen wearing leather armor rushed over and stabbed the enemy soldiers who were plowed by the arrows and cavalry.
A spear pierced an injured Hu soldier, or several spears pierced a Hu soldier who was still resisting at the same time. The huge pain made the Hu soldiers unable to resist anymore, and they all screamed and fell to the ground. When they pulled out their spears, their blood flowed out.
It gushed out together with the intestines.
Jiang Chen even killed several people in a row. He pulled out his spear and a trace of blood spattered on his face. He felt his blood boiling and there was only one word in his heart: "Kill"
Or as the Lord said, he was born for war
The sound of rushing rain, shouts of killing, angry shouts, the clatter of abandoned bows on the ground, the light of swords, heads, fallen horses, figures standing up, figures falling down...
Ye Qing fought to the front, and a middle-aged man shouted in despair: "Warriors, kill, even if you have to die in battle, you have to kill a few southerners."
He shouted loudly, and Ye Qing rushed forward, stabbing him with his spear, causing blood to fly and the man fell out.
If you kill this person, everything will be empty and there will be no enemies left.
"Kill through"
Ye Qing looked back, and saw Zhou Ling holding the flag and the personal guards following closely. The camp fences were destroyed everywhere, and the cavalry formed a black torrent, pouring down everywhere in the camp.
Some men still came out of their tents to resist, but there was complete chaos in the dark rain. They didn't know how many enemies there were or where they were. They waved their knives at the surroundings in despair... and were strangled one by one in an organized manner.
"No one can save it." Ye Qing was overjoyed. At this moment, a man emerged from the main tent and shouted: "How dare you invade our grassland tribe?"
This voice sounds a bit... familiar?
There was a continuous clang, and Ye Qing stared at it. He was a Taoist priest, protected by a small group of Hu soldiers, but it was the Taoist priest who attacked Hengyun in front and was injured by him.
This Taoist was injured, and his Taoist skills seemed to be somewhat ineffective. He could only fight to a draw with Zhou Ling.
Taoist techniques are ever-changing against enemies, and there are many weapons to assist the explosion. Zhou Ling did not switch from martial arts to Taoism. Ye Qing didn't want her to have an accident, so he just threw away the spear.
"You dare to kill me, I am the Zhengzhen Dao of Heaven..." The voice stopped suddenly, and the man looked at the spear that pierced his heart in disbelief, and then looked at Ye Qing.
Ye Qing sneered: "Are you naive, or are you stupid? Do you think it's a fight between gods and gods? I am a second-ranked Jinshi, and now I am fighting with a large army. I am carrying out conquests under the orders of the imperial court. Anyone who dares to stand in the way is upright.
"Kill without mercy"
The man listened and spat out a mouthful of blood, bleeding from all his orifices. He was dead, but a little spiritual light emerged and floated away, but Ye Qing did not stop him.
There is no such thing as resurrection from the dead in this world, and even if there is, it is not something people at this level can enjoy. When this person's soul returns, it is nothing more than entering the underworld as an official.
I can kill him openly and openly, with the support of a national weapon, which is the privilege of a Jinshi, but if I want to prevent the return of the Yin spirit, I have crossed the line.
After killing this man, a dozen more people were killed by his own tribe's soldiers. This tribe only had a thousand people, with only 500 men. At this time, most of them had been killed, and the resistance had been destroyed.
As the shouts of killing gradually subsided, the horns sounded, and the armies began to reorganize, and there was cheering.
Ye Qing issued a series of orders: "Clean the battlefield, count the heads of equipment, rescue the wounded, and hold the remaining men taller than one meter together for further processing."
Jiang Chen responded loudly and left in a hurry. Ye Qing inspected and looked at the piles of corpses. He sighed inwardly but remained silent.
It is undeniable that Hu Bing's combat effectiveness is very strong, but when attacked, he was unable to exert even 10% of his ability.
Soon, the battlefield was cleared. Our dead were lined up and the wounded were rescued. There were very few killed, only eleven people, and not many wounded. The mainland weapons were put away, the armor was peeled off, and the heads were cut off.
This is a huge amount of wealth. The leather armor can be repaired to arm at least 300 more people. Even the iron armor can be left behind. The imperial court has a system. What is gained by privately entering the grassland belongs to the private sector.
And although the heads cannot be compared with the heads of regular Hu soldiers, five heads are worth one, and you can ask the court for credit.
After a moment, a man taller than one meter was escorted to a place. There were only a few dozen people. Ye Qing waved his hand, and the archers lined up in order, bending their bows.
At this time, these men knew something was wrong. Some closed their eyes and suffered death. More people shouted and rushed forward unarmed.
"Bloody" Ye Qing praised and ordered: "Shoot"
A shower of arrows fell, and the dozens of men who rushed up fell to death immediately. After three batches, only one man was hit by an arrow and was still alive.
The man stared at Ye Qing with hateful eyes, suddenly shouted, pulled out a long arrow, thrust it into his throat, fell down, and died on the spot.
Ye Qing watched all this calmly, then glanced at the perverted people in his camp, especially the patrol camp, and couldn't help but feel happy. He must have spread his coolness throughout the county after returning.
But this is exactly what Ye Qing needs. No matter who faces him or the Ye family in the future, he will have some fear.