About twenty miles west of the Lu family, more than ten thousand members of the Wuxu tribe were slowly migrating westward along the north bank of the Luoshui River.
The direction they migrated was to the "Xiong'er Mountain" in the west, because Xiong'er Mountain, Luonan, and Dan County were all the residences of the powerful Jie tribe.
As long as they can enter the Jie tribe's sphere of influence, the Wusu tribe can seek the former's protection.
But having said that, the migration speed of the Wusu tribe is really slow.
Of course, there is no way around this. After all, the Wuxu tribe was driving hundreds of thousands of sheep during the migration process, plus the elderly, women and children on foot. It is strange that the speed can be fast.
Udamuqi was worried about this.
Although he has sent knights to the Jie tribe, and he also believes that the leader of the Jie tribe, Batulu, will send troops to support them because of the death of lips and teeth, there is still a lingering uneasiness in his heart.
"I wonder how many days those tens of thousands of slaves can hold off Wei General Sima An..."
Udamuzi thought with a frown.
Facing the Wei general Sima An who was in charge of more than 50,000 cavalry, Udamuqi did not dare to expect the tens of thousands of slaves to block the latter for a long time. After all, as long as Sima An was willing to sacrifice, in fact, the five thousand cavalry were enough to defeat the latter.
Thousands of slaves were defeated.
Because he knew this, he sent out five hundred cavalrymen from the Flame Horn Army to monitor the movements in the rear.
Under the command of this Yanjiao cavalry, Udamuqi dispatched a fierce general in the Yanjiao Army, Ulu Batu, who protected Babuch when he went to the Hangu Qin Army Camp to seek reinforcements a few days ago.
Captain of thousands.
"This battle is not easy to fight..."
Leading about two hundred riders, Captain Ulu Batu sometimes turned his head to look to the west, looking at the tribesmen who were migrating like long snakes on the vast grassland, and sometimes looked warily in the direction of Lu, always looking towards the west.
The Wei cavalry is on alert or is about to show up.
However, from the bottom of his heart, he did not think that the Wei army could catch up so quickly - although the Wei army would be able to defeat the tens of thousands of slaves sooner or later, these tens of thousands of slaves could at least buy the Wuxu tribe a day or two.
He raised his head and glanced at the scorching sun hanging in the sky. Ulu Batu and more than two hundred horsemen nearby were sitting on the grass, bored and watching the horses eating the green grass on the ground.
He didn't know how long it had passed, but he suddenly felt a faint tremor in the ground beneath his butt.
At this moment, a Yanjiao Army cavalry pointed in the direction of Lu and shouted: "Captain of Thousands!"
"Wei Jun is chasing us so quickly?"
Ulu Batu was startled and subconsciously looked in the direction of Lushi, but was shocked to see a black tide coming from the direction of Lushi - a black tide of surging heads.
Upon closer inspection, Ulu Batu realized that this black tide was the tens of thousands of slaves left behind by their Wusu tribe.
"What happened? These slaves were defeated so quickly?"
Enduring the shock in his heart, Ulu Batu immediately ordered his cavalry to mount their horses and be on guard, looking solemnly at the black tide in the distance.
Just as he expected, behind the black tide formed by tens of thousands of slaves, Udamuzi saw cavalry one after another.
"Jiejiao Cavalry..."
Ulu Batu's eyes suddenly became solemn, because he had recognized the costumes of those cavalry, which were the Jiejiao cavalry led by the "traitor" Bosile, the second lackey of the Wei people.
"Were these damn slaves defeated by Wei Qi so quickly?" a centurion of the Flaming Horn Army cursed bitterly.
When he was speaking, the other knights of the Flame Horn Army also had ugly expressions, because they all knew that the members of the Wuxu Tribe had not yet set foot in the territory of the Jie Tribe. If the Wei army attacked at this time, it would be very difficult for them.
For the Xu tribe, it was a complete disaster.
"Tens of thousands of slaves were defeated by the Wei army so quickly?"
Ulu Batu was also disappointed and immediately sent someone to report the matter to Udamuqi.
Suddenly, his expression changed slightly.
"Something's wrong... If those tens of thousands of slaves were defeated by the Wei army, why did "them" flee in such the same direction? And..."
Ulu Batu looked carefully and was shocked to find that the Wei cavalry did not bite and kill the slaves, but just followed behind the tens of thousands of slaves.
It's like going out hunting with a hound.
"Could it be..."
As if he thought of something, Ulu Batu's face suddenly became ugly.
At this moment, tens of thousands of slaves from the distance were already flying over. After seeing Ulu Batu and the other two hundred or so flaming horn cavalry, these people were not as obedient as usual and actually rushed over.
While charging, these slaves shouted slogans such as "kill".
At this time, more than a dozen Flame Horn Army cavalrymen rode forward, yelling and cursing at the slaves, trying to get them to turn around and deal with the Wei army behind them.
But what shocked the rest of the Flaming Horn Army cavalry was that the slaves who had not dared to disobey them in the past, faced the scoldings and curses of more than a dozen of their companions, did not at all slow down the rush of the frontmen, so that the dozen or so
The Flame Horn Army cavalry were swallowed up by the seemingly endless black tide in the blink of an eye.
"...Slave, rebelled?!"
Like the rest of the nearby Flame Horn Army cavalry, Urubatu's expression suddenly changed, and he immediately turned his horse and left: "Retreat! Retreat quickly!"
Of course, as a warrior of the Flaming Horn Army, Ulu Batu did not want to escape. He just felt that with more than two hundred cavalry, he would simply die in front of tens of thousands of slaves.
If he wants to stop this massive amount of slaves, he must at least summon all the warriors of his Flame Horn Army.
About a quarter of an hour later, Udamuzi, who was walking slowly ahead, received a warning signal from the Flaming Horn Cavalry.
When he heard that the tens of thousands of slaves left behind were actually instigated by the Wei army to rebel, as if they had become hunting dogs for the Wei army to pursue them, Udamuqi could not believe it.
But there was one thing he had to admit: Captain Ulu Batu would never dare to joke about this kind of issue.
In other words, for unknown reasons, those tens of thousands of slaves were persuaded by the Wei army to betray the Wuxu tribe.
"Tens of thousands of slaves, plus an unknown number of cavalry under Wei general Sima An, this..."
Even Udamuqi, who boasts that his talents are not inferior to those of his father, King Wusu, can't help but feel a little absent-minded at the moment, and the eyes of the leaders beside him are filled with a wave of disbelief.
Emotions of despair.
At this time, Alhatu stood up bravely and said in a deep voice: "I will lead the Flame Horn Army to stay behind!"
If it were in the past, Udamuzi would probably have wished for Alhatu to do this. In fact, he would have preferred Alhatu to die here, lest this brother compete with him for the position of chief of the clan.
But at this moment, Udamuqi had no such selfish thoughts at all, because he also understood that if Alhatu and the Flame Horn Army failed, then his Wusu tribe would be doomed.
Seeing his younger brother Alhatu resolutely riding away, Udamuzi was silent for a long time, and suddenly shouted angrily: "Have the reinforcements from the Jie tribe not arrived yet?!"
While Udamuqi was cursing and hoping that the Jie tribe's reinforcements would arrive as soon as possible, Alhatu, the warrior of the Wusu tribe, had summoned thousands of flame-horned cavalry and lined up neatly behind the large team, waiting solemnly.
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A moment later, Alhatu saw the black tide.
"Damn it, it was obviously a slave who stayed behind, but he actually assisted the Wei army..."
Alhatu cursed inwardly.
However, he also understood that it would be useless to say anything at this point. The only thing he could do was to lead the Flaming Horn Cavalry to block those slaves and the Wei army, and buy as much time as possible for his own people.
"Prepare--!"
Following Alhatu's order, thousands of neatly lined up cavalrymen of the Flame Horn Army drew their weapons - scimitars made of bronze.
"attack!"
In an instant, thousands of flame-horned cavalry leaped out and charged straight towards the tens of thousands of slaves.
It has to be said that the Flaming Horn Cavalry does have a good status in the hearts of those slaves, so that when these thousands of Flaming Horn Cavalry charged against them, the team of tens of thousands of slaves suddenly fell into chaos, and some of them were tamed.
The slave subconsciously turned around and fled, not daring to fight the Flaming Horn Cavalry.
In fact, these slaves who have been tamed by the Wusu tribe have no intention of being enemies with the Flame Horn Cavalry or the Wusu tribe. They just come blindly from the large team. Maybe they don't know who they are at all.
What are you going to face?
Facing the slaves whose formation was in chaos, the Flaming Horn Cavalry suddenly rushed into the former's team and slaughtered these slaves mercilessly.
Facts have proved that the Flaming Horn Cavalry with war horses and weapons is indeed not comparable to those slaves holding bamboo poles and wooden sticks. Although there are tens of thousands of these slaves, in just the blink of an eye, the Flaming Horn Cavalry are overthrown.
He rushed to the center of the procession with overwhelming force.
In normal times, these tens of thousands of slaves might be killed by these thousands of flaming horn cavalry.
However, at this moment, the horns of the Wei army sounded on the battlefield, and more and more Wei cavalry appeared on the edge of the battlefield. At a rough count, there were probably more than 10,000 cavalry.
This incident shocked the Flaming Horn Cavalry and demoralized them, but the slaves, on the other hand, became energetic and more ferocious.
At this time, following the order from Wei general Sima An, more than ten thousand Wei cavalry also joined the battlefield and launched an attack on the Yanjiao cavalry.
As a result, a very incredible phenomenon occurred on this battlefield: tens of thousands of slaves who originally belonged to the Wusu tribe actually cooperated with the Wei army and launched a crazy and fearless attack on the Yanjiao army of the Wusu tribe.
The participation of the Wei cavalry in the battle put the Yanjiao cavalry, which had the upper hand in front of tens of thousands of slaves, at a sudden disadvantage.
For a time, countless Yanjiao cavalry were either killed by Wei Qi or stabbed to death by slaves, making the battle situation precarious.
"It's over, this..."
Faced with this extremely unfavorable situation, Alhatu rejected the suggestion of the escort cavalry to escape, and gritted his teeth and launched a charge against the Wei army's main formation.
But it's a pity that the Wei cavalry general Sima An, whom he hoped to kill alone, was still superior to him in terms of martial arts.
As a result, Alhatu inevitably died under Sima An's sword.
Alhatu's death in battle made the morale of the Flame Horn Cavalry even lower. However, in order to protect their tribe and gain time, these Flame Horn Cavalry still fought bravely. In the end, about 6,000 Flame Horn Cavalry were almost wiped out.
Only a few riders returned to the main group with this news that might make all the Wusu people despair.
"Nice army..."
Looking at the corpses of the Yanjiao Army all over the ground, Sima An gave a rare compliment, then raised his head and looked to the west.
"Bosile, the rest is up to you."
"Thank you, General Sima."
Bosile and the horned cavalry under his command had excitement in their eyes.
Because in their eyes, the Wusu tribe has no power to resist.