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The melee gradually moved from outside the Qingyang Tribe’s campsite to inside the camp.
The tribal warriors led by Amutu, the leader of the Qingyang Tribe, ultimately failed to stop the horse thieves from leaving the camp, which led to more and more horse thieves rushing into the tribe.
"Call people, call more soldiers to join the battle!"
Amutu, whose face was stained with blood, roared in the chaotic battle situation.
He and the soldiers he led were forced into the camp by the horse thieves, and now they are working together with the clan guards to stop the horse thieves.
But the effect was very little, because the horse thieves did not fight with them at all, and most of them relied on the speed of their horses to force their way through.
At most, they just passed by the people of the Qingyang tribe and swung a knife. No matter whether they succeeded or not, these horse thieves would not slow down, let alone turn their horses' heads and come back again.
However, the short time during which the two sides passed by each other caused the Qingyang tribe's warriors to suffer heavy losses. Twenty or thirty heroic tribe warriors were lost in a short period of time.
After those horse thieves broke through the defense line, they began to wreak havoc. They chopped down the bonfire basins in the Qingyang tribe and set fire to the tents in the tribe. This caused the Qingyang tribe to burst into flames everywhere.
And this scene fell in Zhao Hongrun's eyes, making him doubt the true identity of this horse thief.
He felt more and more that this was definitely not an ordinary group of horse thieves. Leaving aside the fact that this group of people not only owned horses but also had excellent riding skills, the execution ability of these people was not as good as the writing thieves in Zhao Hongrun's impression.
They are called rabble robbers, and they are first-class bandits.
The purpose of the other party is very clear. The first is to create chaos, and the second is to kill people. How can a guy who can clearly remember the priorities in this chaotic moment like a battlefield be a third-rate thief?
However, the opponent still did not forget to gnaw meat while fighting, and his fighting posture seemed to be reincarnated as a starving ghost, which made Zhao Hongrun have some doubts about the speculation that "the opponent may be an elite cavalry of a certain force."
After all, no army in the world would do such a devaluation.
But no matter what, horse thieves with such strength did not exist in Wei. Zhao Hongrun had never heard of it in the past. In other words, the other party was most likely a bandit from a neighboring country.
"It's Korean!"
A guess suddenly popped into Zhao Hongrun's mind.
After all, among Wei's neighboring countries and forces, only South Korea is rich in war horses and has the most abundant horse resources; and only South Korea's riding skills are almost comparable to those of the warriors of the Yinrong tribe.
But what Zhao Hongrun couldn't understand was why South Korea would send such an elite cavalry force deep into the hinterland of Wei? Could it be that they had obtained some information in an attempt to sabotage the talks between Wei and Yin Rong?
However, the talks between Wei and Yinrong have nothing to do with Korea. The Koreans spent so much effort to attack this place, they might as well attack Shanyang County.
"Are they Korean horse thieves?"
Zhao Hongrun came to the conclusion thoughtfully.
You must know that South Korea has not officially declared war on Wei at the moment, so it will not suddenly attack Wei without declaring war. After all, it is easy to attract criticism. Generally, big countries will choose the name of war carefully.
This is the so-called "teacher has a reputation".
Of course, if the horse thieves in the country are driven to a hostile country, such an approach as "diversion of trouble to the east" will not be criticized by the world, and this is also the guess that Zhao Hongrun can think of that is closest to the facts.
As the chaos escalated, more and more men from the Qingyang tribe of the Shei tribe joined the fight.
It has to be said that the men of the Qingyang tribe of the Qingyang tribe are quite brave. Even the young men similar to Zhao Hongrun showed admirable courage when facing the fierce horse thieves who invaded their tribe. They all carried spears.
Rush forward.
It's a pity that these young people are no match for those horse thieves, and they simply rush forward to die.
In Zhao Hongrun's opinion, these young people had no formation at all. They were like a piece of scattered sand, working on their own agenda. They were just showing off their bravery in an unnecessary attempt to protect their tribal camps with the weapons in their hands.
On the other hand, those horse thieves seemed to be strictly trained cavalry. They rushed back and forth to divide the young people of the Qingyang tribe. Even though the Qingyang tribe invested many young people, the battle situation did not move closer to the Qingyang side at all.
The scene became even more chaotic.
In fact, due to the extremely chaotic situation, some young people could not find the location of the enemy, and some were blocked by their fellow tribesmen. They wanted to step forward to join the battle, but they were unable to get past due to the overcrowding in front of them.
Facing these panicked Qingyang tribe members, the group of horse thieves showed their ferocious side. They raised their butcher knives with ferocious faces and slaughtered the Sheang tribesmen in front of them almost head-over-heels.
"It's just a massacre..."
Looking at this unsightly battlefield, Zhao Hongrun was anxious, because in his opinion, the young men of the Qingyang tribe who joined the battle not only did not help the situation at all, but also turned the entire battle into chaos.
It's simply a disservice.
Suddenly, Princess Yulong, who was not far from Zhao Hongrun, screamed.
He subconsciously turned his head, suddenly horrified.
It turned out that at some point, a horse thief had reached three feet away and killed a young man from the Qingyang tribe with a single blow. The crossbow in his left hand was pointed in the direction of Zhao Hongrun and others.
At this moment, Mi Jiang, who was always paying attention to Zhao Hongrun and others, suddenly appeared behind the horse thief and stabbed the horse thief to his heart's content with a sword.
However, even though the fierce horse thief knew that his life was in danger, he still endured the pain and pulled the trigger of the crossbow with his left hand.
In an instant, there was a whooshing sound, and a crossbow arrow was shot towards Princess Yulong.
"not good!"
Zhao Hongrun secretly screamed that something was wrong, but because he had no time to protect her, he could only watch the frightened Princess Yulong about to be shot by the crossbow arrow.
And at this critical moment, Zhao Hongrun suddenly saw a figure flashing in front of his eyes. When he took a closer look, he was shocked to find that his uncle Zhao Yuanli, the sixth prince, hugged Princess Yulong and protected her in his arms.
middle.
"puff--"
There was a soft sound, and Zhao Yuanli, the uncle of the Sixth Prince, was hit by an arrow in the back of his shoulder.
"Six...Uncle Wang..."
Princess Yulong stared at Uncle Six in front of her blankly, her face full of shock.
You know, she had always felt that this Uncle Sixth Prince had a deep prejudice against her. She never expected that this extremely disgusting Uncle Sixth Prince would risk his life to protect her.
On the other side, Zhao Hongrun was also dumbfounded.
You know, God knows where the crossbow arrow just hit, but his uncle Zhao Yuanli, the Sixth Prince, did not hesitate to use his own body to block the arrow for Princess Yulong. Doesn't this mean that under this Sixth Prince?
In his uncle's eyes, Princess Yulong's safety is more important than his own?
Fortunately, this shot only hit the shoulder blade. What if it was shot in the head?
"Could it be that Uncle Six actually cares about Yulong? Those disgusting looks were actually faked by him? But why did he do this?"
Several thoughts flashed through Zhao Hongrun's mind.
"Your Majesty!"
Zhao Yuanli's clan guard chief Wang Yan seemed to have noticed what was happening here, his face changed with fright, and he immediately came back to kill him.
"My lord, are you okay?"
Wang Jian looked at the crossbow bolt on his prince's shoulder blade with fear. Only then did he realize that the powerful crossbow bolt had penetrated his prince's shoulder and got stuck in the bone.
"It's okay." Zhao Yuanli shook his head calmly and glanced at Yulong, who was pale with fright. When he found a few drops of blood splashed on his shoulder on her face, he gently wiped it away with his sleeve for her.
, and immediately motioned her to leave his arms with an expressionless expression.
Princess Yulong looked at the Sixth Uncle in front of her, hesitated to speak, and stood up obediently.
But the way she looked at the Sixth Uncle Wang was not as fearful as before. After all, the Sixth Uncle in front of her protected him regardless of his own safety.
At this time, Zhao Hongrun also pulled Oona and quickly came to Zhao Yuanli, and asked in a shocked voice: "Uncle Six, are you okay?"
When asking, he couldn't help but look at Princess Yulong and looked at Zhao Yuanli with doubtful eyes.
But Zhao Yuanli obviously didn't want to explain why he risked his life to save Princess Yulong, so he immediately changed the subject and said: "Hongrun, the Qingyang tribe is obviously no match for this group of thieves. If you continue like this, they will kill you...
Come and command them, Wang Jian, you assist King Su and repeat King Su's orders in the Yi language."
Due to the urgency of the situation, Zhao Hongrun could no longer think about why his sixth uncle risked his life to save Princess Yulong. He immediately nodded and shouted to the people of the Qingyang Tribe: "Fighters of the Qingyang Tribe, the enemy is currently approaching, please listen to my command.
, fight the enemy together... Form a formation! Form a formation to face the enemy!"
Beside him, Wang Yan, the clan guard chief of the Sixth Prince Zhao Yuanli, immediately shouted several times in the Sheng dialect.
It may be due to their status as distinguished guests, or it may be that today Zhao Yuanli, Zhao Hongrun and their uncle and nephew hunted a bear, which made the young people of the Qingyang tribe worship them very much. Therefore, the young people of the Qingyang tribe stopped making unnecessary sacrifices and
Under the command of Zhao Hongrun, rows of soldiers stood neatly and raised their spears forward, forming a square gate array.
At this time, almost all the tents in the Qingyang tribe were on fire. The women and children hiding in the shelter tents were forced to escape from the tents. Seeing this, Zhao Hongrun commanded again: "Call the women and children
Let’s get into the formation.”
As Wang Jun repeated Zhao Hongrun's words in the language of the Yi people, the women and children of the Qingyang tribe were protected in the square gate by warriors and young people.
The leader of the Qingyang Tribe, Amutu, led the warriors, as well as the clan guards who assisted them, and they also moved closer and joined the formation. This prevented the fierce horse thieves from massacring the people of the Qingyang Tribe.
However, this also caused the scattered horse thieves to gradually gather together.
"Don't be afraid, as long as our formation remains in chaos, they won't dare to rush over!"
Perhaps he noticed some worry on the faces of the warriors and young people of the nearby Qingyang tribe, fearing that they would be attacked by this group of fierce thieves after forming a formation, so Zhao Hongrun comforted them loudly.
In his opinion, the Yi people are brave, but they lack the use of military formations. There is no formation at all when fighting the enemy. You must know that a stable and correct formation can not only enhance the attack power of the soldiers, but also greatly increase the attack power of the soldiers.
Improve soldiers' chances of survival.
Regrettably, the Yi people have not mastered the "Biliary Formation", the essence of the battlefield summed up by hundreds of years of battles in the Central Plains countries, so that in the previous battles, they were like a piece of loose sand, and many people were killed by the group of horse thieves.
, if Zhao Hongrun had been in charge, this situation would never have happened.
But what surprised Zhao Hongrun was that those fierce horse thieves seemed to understand the threat posed by the many Yi warriors armed with spears and spears. They stopped their horses and stood in the distance one by one, as if they were hesitating whether to attack Qingyang.
This formation of the tribe.
This raised Zhao Hongrun's risk assessment of this group of thieves to another level.
The two sides were in a stalemate for a while. Suddenly, the horse thieves noticed something and quickly evacuated.
As soon as these people retreated, a group of well-armed infantry quickly arrived at the Qingyang tribe.
That is the Huben Imperial Guard of Wei State.
"Reinforcements...reinforcements!"
Everyone present felt relieved.
They knew that the reason why those fierce horse thieves retreated was because an army came to rescue them from Wei's camp.
Zhao Hongrun also breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this.
But just when he breathed a sigh of relief and was about to check the injury of Sixth Uncle Zhao Yuanli, he found that the Sixth Uncle was pale and had already passed out due to excessive bleeding.
"Uncle Six?"
"Your Majesty!"
Zhao Hongrun and Wang Yan were shocked.
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