The Sara tribe is a very small tribe among the Mongolians. It is far away from the river of life in the desert. There are only thousands of people in the Tong tribe. This time, when responding to the call of the king, the patriarch Sawin tried his best to piece together a thousand cavalry.

Almost all the men in the house rode on war horses, from the 60-year-old man to the 14-5-year-old doll, they all carried a scimitar. The equipment of the soldiers of such a poor tribe can be imagined.

In addition to the good war horses, these soldiers did not even have a decent piece of leather armor, and many of the arrows carried by the soldiers were actually made of bones.

According to the past practice, the soldiers of the Sara clan only prepared food for more than ten days, thinking that as long as they entered the enemy's territory, they would just take a knife and snatch it. However, they did not expect that this time was different from the past.

Similarly, the king's ban immediately put the Sarah tribe in trouble. The patriarch Sawin begged his grandfather to sue his grandmother and borrowed food and grass everywhere. The soldiers could only eat one meal a day until they were ordered to arrive in Anqing.

The emperor was far away, and Lakathi of Guoluo tribe closed one eye, and Savin began to secretly send soldiers to rob the surrounding villages. At first, he ran farther and secretly, but later he saw

Lakathy ignored him and became more and more courageous. In this coalition, there were many tribes like Savin. Seeing this situation, they immediately rushed out and robbed around Anqing.

The people of Dayue suffered great disaster immediately.

The previous rigorous discipline of the Tatar tribe created an illusion for these people. The sudden change came, and these people didn't even have time to react. They were killed.

So the Sara people's eating habits are a bit ugly. They ride dozens of people and drive a few ox carts. The carts are full of wintering rations for the people in the village, and strings of chickens and ducks are hung on the shaft.

They did not let go of anything made of iron, including some agricultural tools, and sent back to the tribe. For them, it was also a considerable wealth.

What made Yun Zhao and others even more angry was that there were more or less bloody heads hanging next to the saddle of these people. As the horse ran, the blood dripped down, and strung with ropes behind the cart

The women were crying loudly, staggeringly following the convoy.

"These beasts!" Yun Zhao was furious and looked back at his brother who had been ambushed. His hand gently slapped the dark clouds and snow thighs. The dark clouds took light steps and jumped out of his hiding place and stood on the hiding place.

Above the Avenue.

The black horse, black clothes, was so conspicuous in the snow all over the sky. He held Po Jun with his left hand and grabbed an iron arrow with his right hand. Yun Zhao stood in the middle of the avenue.

The sudden appearance of Yun Zhao obviously surprised the Sara cavalrymen in the distance. With a shout, they stopped the horses one after another, and stopped in surprise and suspicion, looking at the guy who suddenly appeared.

Yun Zhao slowly raised Pojun, tapped the iron arrow, and slowly pulled the bowstring. All movements were extremely slow, but extremely firm. The bow was like a full moon, aiming at the cavalry in the distance.

Several Sara cavalrymen came out, rode their horses and rushed towards Yun Zhao, raised their bows, took arrows, accelerated, and quickly approached Yun Zhao.

Yun Zhao sneered, looking at the opponent getting closer and closer, his fingers were easily opened, Pojun let out a light sound, and a black lightning flashed through the air, and the sound came, and the arrow rushed to the front of the cavalry.

He fell down and the iron arrow easily penetrated him.

Dozens of cavalry of the Sara clan immediately started to clamor. At this time, the distance between the two sides was nearly 150 steps.

"Surrive up, everyone, rush up and shoot him to death!" A Mengqi, whose hair and beard were white, shouted loudly, and dozens of Sara cavalrymen shouted and rushed up together.

Yun Zhao calmly drew the arrow, rolled the string, three sounds, three riders fell to the ground, Yun Zhao rode his horse and left. At this time, he shot down four enemies, but the opponent was still a hundred steps away, and the Sara cavalry was in his heart.

Although they were shocked, they were not scared. They rushed up fearlessly. The bows and arrows they used must be within a hundred steps before they can be lethal.

The dark clouds stepped on the snow from stillness to sudden acceleration, which took a very short time. The opponent had just approached the effective killing distance and the arrow was just out of the string, Yun Zhao had already rushed to a hundred steps away from the riding of the string.

The arrows of the Sara cavalry fell to the ground one after another, and several shots barely shot behind Yun Zhao, but they were at the end of their power and had no slight lethality.

Yun Zhao turned around and pulled the arrow again, shooting out one arrow at a time, and each arrow took a life.

"Accelerate, rush up and entangle him!" The old Sara cavalry roared and whipped the war horse under his crotch desperately. The opponent was too strong. If they always kept this distance, then they would have to be shot down one by one.

What a share.

Dozens of riders shouted, urging the war horse under their crotch to accelerate. The opponent was only a hundred steps away, and it seemed that he could catch up with just a little acceleration.

On the seemingly flat snow, several tripping ropes suddenly popped up, and ran without warning by the screams of the Sara cavalry in the front, falling down one after another. The one behind could not avoid it, and then hit it, in an instant

Nearly half of dozens of cavalry and Mongolian soldiers fell off the horse.

In the snow on both sides, archers suddenly emerged from the snow. After a while, dozens of feather arrows completely cage the Mengqi, who was strangling the horse behind him, and the black who was running away was rushing.

The man in the clothes ran back again, and the bowstrings sounded continuously. Several people reacted slightly faster. Meng Qi, who was about to fight back, screamed and fell off his horse.

"Kill!" Yan Xiaoyi threw away the iron bow in his hand, pulled out the saber, and rushed up roaring.

Hao Ren rushed up, and more than 30 horses, dancing with their sharp sabers, rushed towards the group of Mengqi.

The sharp saber stabbed into the chest that had just gotten up from the ground and covered their horses, smeared through their necks, blood splattered, and on the white snow, pieces of bright red bloomed.

The dark clouds ran back like lightning in the snow. Yi Shuihan choked, and the only old cavalry on the field was still riding on a horse. The white-bearded old cavalry had only time to raise his sabre, and Yi Shuihan had already passed by him.

A head suddenly flew up, and he turned a few times in the air, and fell to the ground with a bang along with his headless body.

"No one left. Slaughter them all!" Lu Yun paused to the snow, Yun Zhao shouted loudly, holding Yi Shuihan, and blood dripped from the knife.

Several of the Mengqi, who were tripped on the ground by the squadron, had broken their legs when the war horses fell down, and they were unable to move. The horse bandits stabbed them one by one and stabbed them to death one by one.

Yan Xiaoyi raised his knife and slashed at a blind man in front of him. He was a young man who was not young and obviously a child. At this moment, he widened his eyes in horror and looked at the saber in Yan Xiaoyi's hand.

Yan Xiaoyi's sword condensed in mid-air, and this knife could not be cut down. This is a child. The face was obviously childish.

At this moment, Yun Zhao behind Yan Xiaoyi roared and slaughtered them all. With a command that was not left, Yan Xiaoyi's sabre paused for a moment, closed his eyes suddenly, and swung his sabre with a swing.

"Grandpa!" The call of the mischievous child came to his ears. The sabre made a muffled sound, and the shouting stopped abruptly.

Yan Xiaoyi suddenly opened his eyes, and the blind man was already in a different place.

",!" Yan Xiaoyi cursed angrily. The sabre in the baby soldier was covered in blood. It was obvious that he had also participated in the massacre just now in the village.

The village has been completely destroyed, with burning houses and corpses of the village. The woman who was lucky enough to be rescued by Yun Zhao and others cried, making Yun Zhao seem to return to Yunjia Village that night. The scene at that time is so similar to now.

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"Xiao Yi, have you seen it? If you don't drive these mistresses out and defeat them, how many people will suffer, and how many villages will end like this?" Yun Zhaoji pointed at the

Jue Jing roared, "This is the Meng people, they are just a group of beasts!"

Hao Ren rode his horse back, "Boss, except for these dozen women, there is no living person in the village. Men, elderly, and children are all dead."

Everyone gathered silently around Yun Zhao.

After closing his eyes and gasping for a while, Yun Zhao opened his eyes and said, "Take all the corpses into the fire and burn them. We don't have time to bury them."

"What should we do with these women? They can't stay in the village anymore. These men were killed by us, so that men would find out that they would definitely come back to take revenge."

"Hao Ren, go and ask if they have any places to go. If not, send a few brothers to send them to the valley where we are hiding, so that they can hide there for the time being!"

"Boss Yun, we have no food and no supplies. How can we support them when they go?" Yan Xiaoyi asked.

"These things stolen by the men were sent to the valley. There was a lot of food, and they were originally theirs. We could not leave them alone if we ate a few bites. There was no house for coldness in this snowy place.

Without the food rations for wintering, throwing them here is a dead end, what other way out can you do?”

Hao Ren nodded and turned to make arrangements.

In the next ten days, Yun Zhao led more than 30 subordinates to choose a small group of Meng cavalry to attack, attack, or set up an ambush. More than 200 Mongolian coalition cavalry fell on their arrows.

Under the knife, the villages around Anqing, which were a little farther away, began to react at this time, abandoned their family business and fled into the snow-capped Kayanbala Mountain.

Hundreds of cavalry left and never returned, which finally aroused the alertness of the various departments of the coalition forces. A large number of cavalry were scattered and finally found these Mongolian soldiers who were already in different places. There was still a large Yue army outside Anqing City, which made

Lacarthy was shocked. From the wounds of these dead Mongolian soldiers, Lacarthy judged that this was a cavalry of the enemy and had a strong combat power. This judgment made Lacarthy a little surprised, in Anqing City

The defender, he could confirm that he had not left the city. So, the enemy came out from where they were. How many of them were there? If they were not clear about these, the coalition forces might be devastated.

"Find them!" Lakathy issued an order to the tribe leader, "No matter what method you use, find this enemy cavalry and then destroy him!"

The Meng people began to search, and at this time, Yun Zhao's troops had retracted to the hidden valley in the Bayankala Mountains. At this time, their team had expanded to more than a hundred people, except for the dozen women who started.

In addition, dozens of strong men were added to their team, all of which were the young and strong among the people they rescued from the successive interceptions. They had broken the family and picked them up with hatred.
Chapter completed!