Chapter 2481 The Bear

Xie Shiliu was an officer who scouted hundreds of households. Since the founding of Hami, he had been leading his men to travel between Hami and Yilibali.

After serving as a sentinel for a long time, he was gradually promoted from Chief Flag Officer to Hundred Household Officer, but his war horses were changed countless times, and his subordinates were also changed countless times.

There was still no trace of the enemy ahead. Xie Shiliu looked back at his subordinates, looking at the faces that were gradually becoming familiar.

He knew that after this time, some people under his command would disappear, and then some would be added.

This is fate, this is the battle formation!

"Enemy cavalry found!"

An observation sergeant in the team suddenly shouted.

Xie Shiliu raised his telescope and looked at it. When he saw more than 300 horses galloping towards him, he said, "Retreat!"

He rushed to the left first, followed closely by his subordinates. A general flag officer caught up and shouted: "Sir, give it a try. Let's see how many people they come."

Xie Shiliu turned around first, then waved his riding whip, and a whip mark appeared on the face of the flag officer beside him.

The flag officer screamed, and when he was puzzled, Xie Shiliu cursed: "What the hell! One hundred versus three hundred, how can you break through? How can you kill and report after you break through? You idiot, you can do more if you want to. To kill the enemy, don’t think about using methods that cost people’s lives!”

The flag officer was scolded and slowed down. Xie Shiliu shouted: "Blow the trumpet!"

A desolate horn sounded, and the coalition cavalry shouted and began to speed up.

The two sides chased all the way. When they saw the Ming army brigade, the coalition scouts slowed down and then cruised nearby, but refused to retreat.

Li Ying said: "What the hell! Sir, they have more scouts than we do. It's not easy to get supplies along the way! Are they getting rich?"

Yang Xiong shook his head and said: "Samarkand controls a lot of places, including farmland, so they have an advantage over us in terms of supplies."

"grown ups!"

Without shouting, Yang Xiong had already seen the swarming enemy troops.

"Sir, there are more than three thousand people! Did Gou Ri's Rouchari give them manpower?"

The enemy troops in the distance began to slow down, not out of fear, but to let their horses rest.

Of course Yang Xiong knew this, so he said coldly: "Let's rest first. This is an advantage. They have more people, which is also an advantage. But they think we don't dare to take the initiative to attack. What is this?"

There was blood in Li Ying's eyes, and he drew his sword and shouted: "Sir, kill him!"

Yang Xiong stared at the approaching enemy troops and shouted: "The Ming Dynasty will be victorious!"

The war horse neighed, its hooves hit the ground, and then accelerated forward.

"The Ming Dynasty will be victorious!"

Li Ying, like the other soldiers, raised his sword high and shouted, then followed closely.

Two thousand versus three thousand, the Ming army actually launched an attack, which surprised the coalition soldiers who were slowing down to let their horses rest.

But just like the many battles between the two sides in the past, the coalition generals did not hesitate at all, let alone led their men to take detours in search of fighters.

"Kill the enemy!"

Maybe the two sides have fought too many times, so there is no passionate collision.

After giving the cold command, the two sides galloped towards each other.

"Fire the arrow!"

Once the distance was reached, both sides began to use bows and arrows to attack the enemy from a distance.

Then the war horse screamed and fell down, and the warrior covered the place where the arrow was hit and shouted...

Because the horses were too fast, the Ming army's grenades were ineffective.

But Yang Xiong has a more powerful method.

The more than 100 Ming troops who had been dragging at the back had stopped. After dismounting, they quickly assembled with the things they carried.

Just when the two sides were about to collide,

A hundred-household official shouted: "Check!"

The little thing that was quickly assembled was a small trebuchet.

These two small trebuchets, designed by Zhu Fang himself and carefully crafted in the workshop, shone with metallic brilliance in the sunlight.

The fuses of several grenades were tangled together, and the trebuchet was ready.

"ignition!"

Huozhezi came closer and the fuse suddenly exploded.

The grenade fell into the middle of the enemy and exploded. As soon as the enemy's morale was hit, the two sides collided.

"The Ming Dynasty will be victorious!"

Yang Xiong was the first to rush in. He raised his knife and dropped it. At the same time as the head of the person on the opposite side flew up, a coalition officer shouted: "It's that bear!"

Yang Xiong's long knife is not a standard one, but a specially made extra-long knife.

Moreover, his long sword turned out to be edged on both sides, and it looked like a super large heavy sword.

The long sword was slashing left and right, no matter what weapon it was, it was vulnerable to a single blow.

As the top officer of the Hami garrison, Yang Xiong should not lead his team to sweep out the opponent's rangers, but he would come at least six or seven times out of ten.

He was like an arrow, rushing towards the center of the coalition forces.

"It's the bear!"

On the battlefield, the coalition soldiers began to be afraid. Facing the arrow, they began to avoid it on both sides.

puff!

Yang Xiong got excited about killing, and after killing the enemy on the right, the enemy on the left let out a strange scream, probably out of fear, and flew up from his horse, preparing to take Yang Xiong off the horse.

Yang Xiong shouted loudly and struck out with the long knife.

There are no tricks for fighting on the battlefield. The so-called tricks are just a summary of one's best methods after a life-and-death fight.

But everyone's methods are different, so one set of knife skills may suit you, but it may not suit others.

The spine of the long knife slapped heavily on the face of the enemy who was leaping over.

The face was flattened as if it had been hit by a meteorite.

After Yang Xiong slapped the enemy away, he saw that the road ahead was clear, and he couldn't help but feel his blood boiling, so he rushed out on his horse.

There were a few more white cotton-like clouds in the sky, blocking the sun, and there were suddenly a few more shadows on the endless grassland.

Under the shadow, the tender green grass was slightly bent by the breeze.

A gust of soil and grass blew by, making people intoxicated.

"Great Ming will win!"

When Yang Xiong raised his huge long sword again, his subordinates who had turned around and followed him shouted in unison.

"Retreat!"

The coalition general gritted his teeth and gave the order, and then cursed: "He actually hid his flag, and that bear actually learned to deceive and turned into a fox!"

The coalition began to flee to the distance, and the Ming army chasing behind also raised the flag.

"It's that bear!"

On the top of the city wall in Yilibali, those who watched the whole battle were looking at the moving flag.

"That bear is coming. Send people out of the city to deliver thirty... no, fifty sheep!"

The leader gnashed his teeth and ordered, but it was not hatred, but reluctance.

For a small tribe of several thousand people, fifty sheep is a huge sum of money.

So when the Ming army came back to chase them, a group of sheep like white clouds blocked their way.

"Hello, sir, this is a little gift from us."

The shepherd who came to "give gifts" looked at Yang Xiong, who was covered in blood, trembling with fear, fearing that he would let his subordinates trample him into meat paste in anger.

Yang Xiong narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, "But poisoned?"

"Help..."

The shepherd understood the Ming language, so he was sent out.

Seeing that he fell to the ground and called for help, Yang Xiong was relieved and said, "All the troops get off the horse and eat."

The shepherd lay face down on the grass and shivered. Gradually, there were more voices around him, and there were sheep screaming.

He raised his head quietly and saw Yang Xiong talking to someone.

"Scouts keep an eye on them, and report back after two days' journey. Then we'll go back to Hami to rest and come back next time."

After giving the order, Yang Xiong said unhappily, "The morale of this group of coalition forces is not high. They collapsed as soon as they charged. Don't they have anyone left?"