Chapter 891: Chapter 891: Grassland War

Yang Jun looked at Fanle checking the goods, and said in a low voice: "There are too many people, we can't get in. Didn't you see when Fanle came? Only a dozen people were brought. This is the rule set by both parties. That’s still enough cargo this time.”

Romick instantly understood that although the two sides have carried out many trade exchanges and the relationship has eased a lot, due vigilance is still indispensable.

"When I make arrangements, we will settle down here at night before you can act. During the day, many people are staring at us." After Yang Jun finished speaking in a low voice, he took the two boxes of souvenirs next to him to the troublemaker.

"I would like to ask you to introduce me, I want to see Bai Yang Gudu." After Yang Jun finished speaking, he stuffed two boxes of local products into Fanle's hands.

"A small gift is no respect."

Fanle dissatisfied and glared at Yang Jun, but put his hands down very honestly.

"what do you mean?"

"This time we Guduhou brought back a lot of goods, and our two families alone can't eat them. We Guduhou want to cooperate with Baiyang Guduhou." Yang Jun said with a smile.

"Why didn't you say it yesterday?" Fanle asked suspiciously.

"Last night, we didn't come back until we were all waiting, and brought another batch of goods over, otherwise I wouldn't have delivered them myself." Yang Jun said helplessly.

Fan Le did not doubt that he was there, nodded and said: "Wait first, I will go to see Gu Duhou."

In the Ottoman Kingdom, the patriarchs of those tribes with a population of more than 100,000 are collectively called Guduhou, which is a symbol of identity and status.

Although Tiev's tribe has developed rapidly in the past few years, and the population is approaching the 100,000 mark, they still haven't won the title of Guduhou.

Fanle's eyes lit up, and he delivered the two boxes of gifts to his cronies, and then went deep into the camp.

Although Fanle is only a commander, being able to be sent to the Foxya tribe to trade with it is enough to prove his weight in the hearts of Lord Baiyanggu, and it is most suitable for him to recommend him.

Trouble left for about half an hour before returning, took all the sheep away, and asked someone to arrange for Romik and the others to rest. The person in charge of taking Romic to rest was Trouble's arrangement, and treated Romeck and the others with much more enthusiasm , and someone poured kumiss for them.

Yang Jun didn't come back until evening, still reeking of alcohol, walking wobbly, and was helped into the tent by Fan Li himself.

"You're the worst drinker I've ever seen in the prairie." Fanle shook his head and said, staggering as he walked, obviously quite drunk.

Romik supported Yang Jun and sent the trouble to the door. When he returned to the tent, Yang Jun sat on the blanket and drank water.

"You only have this night. If you get caught, I won't be responsible to any of you." Yang Jun said wearily after seeing Romic come in.

Romick nodded: "Thank you."

Romik waved his hand, and more than a hundred people were distributed in five tents. They switched in one by one, removed the remote-controlled bombs on their bodies, and after they handed over their single-shot breech-loading rifles, no one from the Aries tribe actually searched for them. Romick was depressed for a while, and if he knew it, he would have brought two more remote-controlled bombs out.

Romik handed the bomb to a few scouts who had practiced stealth in the company. Compared with the scouts of the United Army, there were only four scouts in their company who had mastered stealth, and they were all in their forties, already past their peak grades. , was brushed down by the United Army.

Every veteran like this is a treasure in the National Defense Forces, and it is the background of the National Defense Forces to train new recruits.

"Old Toke's mission this time is very important. As long as you complete the mission, the traveler will give you credit, and each will reward ten gold coins." Romick said in a low voice.

The leader of the scouts, Old Tok, made a gesture of reassurance, and directly picked up a bundle of remote-controlled bombs and left.

The other three scouts followed suit, and there were five remote-controlled bombs in each bundle.

The four of them worked until midnight before placing the two or more remote-controlled bombs they brought. With the scale of the Aries tribe, more than two hundred remote-controlled bombs could not reach even one-fifth of the area. It's another matter in important places.

Two of them were thrown into the arsenal of the Baiyang tribe by the old Tok. There were thousands of rifles and tens of thousands of rounds of bullets in them.

For this reason, Old Tork was almost discovered by professionals who were watching the night. After all, he was just a middle-level thief, and the arsenal was an important place for the Aries tribe, so there were naturally professionals stationed there.

After returning to the tent, Old Tork collapsed to the ground.

"I'm so exhausted, I almost can't come back."

Romick asked: "It's all set up, has it started?"

"Don't worry, everything is activated." Old Tok said

Romick breathed a sigh of relief, and the task was successfully completed.

Yang Jun watched and listened from beginning to end, but couldn't understand a word.

In the early morning of the next day, Yang Jun took the people away regardless of Fanle's persuasion.

When Romik returned safely, Yesrich finally had a smile on his face.

On a small highland somewhere in Chahan Grassland.

Lei Xieer put down the binoculars in his hand, and said with a relaxed face: "The Nanqu tribe underestimated us! They only sent 50,000 troops."

Pea nodded at the side. They had been preparing for so long, even the fortifications were prepared in hundreds of thousands of battles. As a result, the Nanqu tribe only sent 50,000 cavalry.

Looking at the huge number, it is impossible to rush to the high ground without 30,000 to 40,000 dead.

Rachel and Pea looked down on the 50,000 people, and the commander of the Nanqu tribe also looked down on the army of less than 10,000 people on the high ground.

Because they were worried that the army of the Melox Empire would be too powerful, they used a total of 50,000 soldiers and horses for this expedition, and many people even felt that it was a big deal.

"Assault by the whole army, the first person to kill the high ground will be rewarded with a hundred taels of gold." Wan Qichang, who led the army, raised his arms and shouted.

Fifty thousand Lancers raised their rifles and rushed to the high ground with howls.

Rachel and Pea put down the binoculars at the same time, staring fixedly at the cavalry of the Nanqu Tribe who were getting closer and closer to the minefield.

When the first cavalry rushed into the minefield, it was very lucky that no explosion occurred, but the next moment, the minefield began to explode continuously.

Remnants of limbs and broken arms kept flying up, and the cavalry charging at the front suffered half of the casualties in an instant. Even if the cavalry behind braked suddenly, many of the cavalry who had stopped in the front crashed into the minefield.

In the first wave of attack, the Nanqu Tribe, which was about to use the crowd tactics, lost thousands of people and tens of thousands of horses lost their value.

Wan Qichang, who was leading the charge, was also injured in the continuous explosions, and was shot dead by the sniper who had locked on for a long time.

Losing the leader Wanqichang, the Nanqu tribe's army was in chaos for more than an hour, but Rachel could only watch helplessly. In front of the minefield, everyone was equal.