While the soldiers of the Ling tribe and the Jiejiao cavalry were fighting to the death on the east side of the Hulu Valley section of the Yangchang narrow valley, Sima An, the Wei general who quietly sneaked into the Luonan Basin Valley where the Jie tribe was located, had already issued a massacre order to his cavalry.
Poke command.
Under the dim moonlight, more than a thousand Jiejiao cavalry were seen shouting incomprehensible voices, waving their scimitars, and rushed towards the fence of the Jie tribe's camp.
The original intention of these fences of the Jie tribe was just to prevent the wild beasts from the Xuanhe Mountains from going down the mountain to devour the sheep. How could they stop the Jiejiao cavalry? So in an instant, these fences were cut or crashed by the Jiejiao cavalry, and they became
Full of holes.
Perhaps some Jie tribe warriors who were on guard duty at night sensed the enemy attack and blew the warning horn in panic, but it was too late and could not stop the Jie Jiao cavalry from charging into the tribe.
"Aha——"
"Yohoo——"
With excited shouts in their mouths, the Jiejiao cavalry carried scimitars and rushed into the Jie tribe's garrison, killing a disheveled Jie tribe man who had just ran out of the felt tent. Pity the Jie tribe's men.
The men had no idea what had happened in the tribe. They just heard the warning horn and came out to check the situation, but they were killed for it.
The screams and women's cries suddenly echoed through the entire tribe camp.
"What's going on?!"
The leader of the tribe, Yakha, who was appointed as the next chief by the chief of the Jie tribe, did not care to appease his wife and children. He walked out of the felt tent wearing a sheepskin coat and looked uncertainly to the east of the tribe, listening to
Listening to the sounds of fighting and crying coming from there.
"It's Wei Jun!"
A Jie tribe warrior who came on horseback dismounted from a distance and ran away to Yakha. After saluting, he said anxiously: "Chief Yakha, the Wei army has entered the tribe!"
"What?!" Yakha was shocked when he heard this.
You know, when Baturu, the leader of the Jie tribe, led his army to attack, Yakha personally sent him off. Counting the time, Baturu should be leading his own warriors to fight with the Wei army in the Hulu Valley area. How is this possible?
Will Wei Jun appear here?
"Does it mean that the great patriarch has been defeated?"
Yakoha was a little shaken when he heard this. After all, Batulu had taken away thousands of warriors from the Jie tribe. If these warriors were really defeated by the Wei army, how brave should the Wei army and those Jiejiao cavalry be?
After a while, the leaders of the tribe came after hearing the news and gathered around Yakoha, arguing solemnly.
It is not that they are arguing about sending people to resist the Wei army's night attack, because Yakha has already issued an order to let the tribal warriors lead the tribe to resist the Wei army's invasion. What the leaders are arguing about is "whether to move the tribe immediately."
thing.
According to the original plan made by the patriarch Batulu, the Jie tribe will not let some warriors escort women, children and children until tomorrow to move south, across Xiong'er Mountain, and along Danshui to southern Sichuan, which is the land of Wanyong.
However, no one expected that the Wei army would actually attack the tribe tonight, and this was while the patriarch Batulu led thousands of tribal soldiers to attack the Wei army, but their whereabouts were unknown.
Seeing the quarrel among the leaders, Yakhar was sweating anxiously.
He knew that Wei Jun suddenly killed their Jie tribe today under unknown circumstances. This was extremely bad news. He even began to suspect that the strange fires in the Hulu Valley area were probably directed and staged by Wei Jun in order to lure their Jie tribe.
attack.
"The tribesmen must be relocated immediately!"
A flash of enlightenment flashed through Yakoha's heart, because he realized that the number of Wei troops attacking the tribe may not be large now, but there will definitely be a steady stream of Wei troops attacking the tribe next. If the tribesmen are not moved at this time, then,
The Tajie tribe would follow in the footsteps of the Wusu King's Court and be massacred by the Wei army.
But where to move?
In fact, Yakoha had two choices at this moment. One was to cross the Qinling Mountains to the west and retreat to the territory of Qin; the other was to cross the Xiong'er Mountain and head to southern Sichuan.
Recalling what the patriarch Batulu told him before leaving, Yakoha gritted his teeth and made a decision: move to southern Sichuan!
Thinking of this, he interrupted the dispute among the leaders and ordered in a tone that could not be refuted: "Let the clansmen evacuate to Xiong'er Mountain quickly. Our Jie tribe will evacuate to southern Sichuan from today!"
Hearing Yakhar's words, all the leaders present looked shocked.
After all, it stands to reason that given the current situation, the Jie tribe warriors who stayed behind in the tribe may not be unable to repel those Wei troops. After all, there are still nearly 10,000 warriors in the tribe, and even nearly 100,000 slaves. In a short period of time,
This camp may not be completely destroyed.
No, one leader raised objections. He believed that at this moment, we should organize manpower to repel the Wei army's attack, rather than moving the tribesmen southward.
However, Yakoha shook his head and firmly rejected the leader's proposal.
Because he had a hunch that if the Tajie tribe did not move as many tribesmen as possible while the Wei army had not launched a massive attack, then there was no guarantee that when the Wei army began to launch a fierce attack on the Luonan Basin Valley after dawn, the Tajie tribe would
They will follow in the footsteps of the Wusu tribe.
By then it will be too late to let the tribesmen migrate if things go wrong.
In the end, Yakoha convinced the leaders by virtue of his special status as the "candidate for the patriarch" appointed by Batulu.
Under his leadership, some Jie tribe warriors were quickly summoned to lead their own slaves to fight the invading Wei army; as for another part of the Jie tribe warriors, they protected the people in the tribe - women and children first.
Evacuate toward Xiong'er Mountain.
At this time, in the narrow valley of Yangchang, Batulu, the leader of the Jie tribe with only one hand left, was leaning on his horse in pain, and he was urging the horse to run as fast as possible, because he had already heard Luonan's voice.
Cries of murder and screams of grief came from the basin.
Suddenly, Batulu faintly heard the sound of horse hooves coming from behind him. He glanced back nervously, feeling shocked in his heart.
You must know that a moment ago, in order to prevent the Jijiao cavalry led by Bosile from following them all the way to the tribe, Batulu reluctantly asked the few hundred cavalry left around him to stay behind and delay as much time as possible, while he
With a few confidant escorts, he galloped towards the tribe's location - at that time, he did not know that Wei general Sima An had already led a cavalry into the Luonan Basin Valley, and mistakenly thought that Bosile wanted to take advantage of the victory to pursue him.
, therefore, he wanted to delay the Wei cavalry on Bosile's side as much as possible so that he could return to the tribe in advance and prepare the tribesmen for the battle.
Unexpectedly, as he got closer and closer to the Luonan Basin Valley, he heard the shouts of killing coming from there, and Batulu was horrified: it turned out that the Wei army had already entered his Jie tribe.
Closer, closer...
When he was only a few dozen feet away from the exit of the canyon, Batulu noticed the firelight that spread into the canyon.
"fire?"
His expression changed drastically. He tightly held the reins with his remaining hand, increased the speed of his horse again, and rushed out of the canyon in one fell swoop.
At this time, the scenery in front of him made him stunned.
In the distance in front of him, he saw a seemingly endless sea of fire. In the sea of fire, the Jie tribe's felt tent was burning.
"No...no..."
Batulu murmured in his mouth, with a bit of fear and regret in his eyes.
"puff--"
"Puff puff puff——"
Several sharp arrows shot out from Batulu's back and pierced his chest.
Balutu didn't react at all. He was hit by an arrow and fell off his horse.
The soil he fell on was no longer the soil that once exuded the strong smell of grass, but seemed to have a scorched smell baked by fire.
A very ordinary wild flower in front of him seemed to have shrunk a bit due to the heat wave of the sea of fire in the distance.
However, there is still something that makes Baturu feel nostalgic.
Suddenly, a horse's hoof fell heavily, trampling the wild flower under the iron hoof. The owner of the war horse, Commander Bossile of the Jijiao Cavalry, looked down at Batulu, who was lying next to the war horse's hooves, and then raised his head.
Looking at the seemingly endless sea of fire in front of him.
"Go around from both sides." Bosile raised his finger and pointed forward, and shouted in a deep voice: "Now, we will assist General Sima!"
Following his order, a steady stream of Jiejiao cavalry galloped out of the canyon, bypassed the sea of fire, and entered the Luonan Basin Valley.
At this time, due to the desperate counterattack of the Jie tribe, the offensive of more than a thousand cavalry led by Sima An was temporarily curbed and could not continue to expand the results until Bosile arrived with reinforcements.
Leaving aside the thousands of cavalry led by the two Jijiao army captains "Hecha Haqi" and "Nuhar" who were fighting with the Ling tribe in the Hulu Valley, the cavalry under Sima An in the narrow valley of Yangchang were killed one after another.
Arriving at the Luonan Basin Valley where the Jie tribe is located, even though the Jie tribe fought tooth and nail with their own warriors and slaves to defend it, it was foreseeable that the Jie tribe's defeat was not far away.
This night attack lasted until dawn the next day. By the time the rays of the morning sun shone over the Luonan Basin Valley again, the Jie tribe’s once-large tribal camp, which was no less than the size of the Wei Kingdom’s city, was almost in ruins.
The people of the Jie tribe cannot bear to look back at those helpless people in their tribe.
The tribesmen who fled in time were slaughtered by the Jiejiao cavalry. They couldn't bear to look back and see the women of their own tribe crying and being kidnapped by the Jiejiao cavalry. They could only suppress the anger in their hearts and protect some of the tribesmen, leaving behind the wealth of the tribe and the sheep.
The group and some slaves evacuated towards Xiong'er Mountain.
"Want to chase?"
Bosile came to Sima An's side and looked in the direction of Xiong'er Mountain and asked.
Sima An glanced at the Jiejiao cavalry who were fighting fiercely with the remaining remnants of the resisters - almost all of them abandoned slaves of the Jie tribe - and shook his head and said: "After a night of fierce fighting, the soldiers are already tired, and there is no point in pursuing them."
After saying that, he frowned slightly and looked at the migrating Jie tribe members on Xiong'er Mountain.
In this battle, he originally thought that the Jie tribe would defend the Luonan Basin Valley at all costs, and in this way, his Wei army would be able to slaughter all the Jie tribe. However, he did not expect that the Jie tribe made a very wise decision.
: At the beginning of the night attack last night, they began to organize people to send young women and children away from the tribe, so that Sima An was unable to complete the expected goal.
"Is Baturu dead?"
Sima An suddenly asked.
"Died by a bow and arrow." Bosile asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"
Sima An shook his head and just looked in the direction of Xiong'er Mountain silently.
He knew that although Batulu died, it did not mean that the Jie tribe had become a piece of sand. This tribe still had an outstanding leader. Otherwise, the Jie tribe would not have been so calm and knowing in its response last night.
But at the moment, he has no time to take care of the remaining forces of the Jie tribe, after all, the other party has obviously withdrawn from this war.
"...It's time to take back the Jianbei Military Camp."
Looking towards the east, Sima An thought to himself.