Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 118 One-handed Winding

Tongjia Oule led the army and chased Lin Feng all the way.

When it got dark, he still refused to give up until he lost his way.

As he was chasing forward, he saw some lights appearing in the darkness in the distance. Wule was overjoyed, thinking that it would be easier to deal with him with people around.

Wule, despite the resentment of the armored soldiers, ordered the pursuit to continue.

I felt relieved immediately when I heard someone blowing a whistle to warn people ahead.

I finally caught up with him. No matter who he is, Master Tie doesn't need a bamboo whistle to give warnings.

Wule waved his hands and shouted, "Charge forward and chop off their heads!"

A thousand Tatar cavalrymen rushed forward in a swarm.

The two thousand border troops here were naturally afraid of the Tartar cavalry. Fortunately, the soldiers bravely charged forward with swords in hand.

But when they heard the shouting and realized that the other party was Tartar, they immediately wilted.

First, collapse psychologically.

The soldiers who were halfway through the charge immediately ran sideways to avoid the Tartars' attack.

The soldiers behind quickly turned around and ran away.

There was no crushing or trampling because the shout made the soldiers feel like they had heard a military order.

The collective began to disintegrate.

Hu Jincai and Yu Lei lay on the battlements, looking at the chaos below with confused faces as people cried and screamed for their parents.

"Hey, Lao Hu, why are the Tartars here?"

"How would I know?"

"How to do?"

"You'll have to ask General Qin about this."

Qin Fang also heard the noise and ran up to the city.

"what happened?"

"The Tartars are coming to attack us."

When Qin Fang heard this, he made a prompt decision.

"Block the city gates, send all soldiers up to the city walls, and prepare for defense."

He was not planning to break out. The Tartars were not a frontier army, and it would be better to fight to the death than to escape.

The border troops under the city scattered as soon as they came into contact with the Tatars.

A thousand Tatar cavalrymen chased and began to massacre the scattered border troops.

Upon hearing the news, the border troops besieging the city in other locations also began to flee immediately.

In the pitch-black night, no one could tell east from west and everyone was running for their lives.

A thousand Tatar cavalrymen also followed the sounds and shadows, dispersed their formation, and urged their horses to chase after the fleeing border troops.

At dawn, Lin Feng led his men to approach Qingshui City. After scouting, they found that there was no one left under the city.

Except for dozens of corpses lying everywhere.

Soon, Wang Qian also led his team to join them.

Lin Feng sent someone to call the city gate, while he himself took the guards and ran around the city.

When they returned to the city gate, Qin Fang had already come out to greet them.

"General Lin, you are here. If the Tartars hadn't suddenly attacked, the city gate would have been broken open by the border troops."

"They filled the trench?"

"I also blocked the city gate."

Lin Feng nodded: "Send the engineers immediately to dig the trench."

Then he turned around and shouted loudly: "Wang Qian, Zhang Changyou, Hu Jincai, Yu Lei."

"elder brother."

"Yes, Boss."

"Here I am, Boss."

"Please give your orders."

"The four of you, each lead a team, choose a direction, and start sniping the Tartars."

The four of them answered loudly and began to roll call.

Qin Fang frowned and said, "General, the Tartars have so many men and horses, how can we advance so easily?"

"I looked around and saw that the Tartars were chasing the border troops and their formation had dispersed. This was a good time to snipe them."

Seeing that the four of them had chosen a team of thirty people, he waved his hand.

"Attack, remember to gather the border troops."

"Yes."

The four men led their own teams, went in different directions, and urged their horses to gallop out.

"General Qin, you must guard the city gates. Anyone who dares to attack the city will be killed without mercy."

Qin Fang clasped his fists and said, "Please rest assured, General Lin."

Lin Feng charged at his thirty cavalry guards again.

"Come on, follow me and kill that bronze-armored Tartar."

Everyone responded loudly, mounted their horses, and rushed out with Lin Feng.

Master Tie's fighting style is a loose charge. Facing the endless fields, he relies on his own qualities, fighting alone or in groups of three or five.

Lin Feng had long understood their habits, so he wanted to seize this opportunity to effectively kill the Tartars.

When daybreak came, the Tatars were in high spirits when they saw the border troops fleeing in all directions.

No matter what others do, they just find their targets and chase them down to chop off their heads.

The Tatar army also rewards people based on the number of heads they kill.

There were also those who were short of slaves at home, and they had already tied a large number of soldiers to the back of their war horses with ropes.

They are all young and middle-aged, and they can be sold for a lot of money if caught.

Lin Feng rode his horse blindly in a direction and led the team out.

Seeing the crops in the fields, which had grown to almost half a person's height, being trampled into a mess by the war horses, my heart ached.

"Damn, these beasts are ruining my food."

They ran along the ridge of the field for a long time without seeing a single Tartar.

On the way, we saw several headless corpses lying in the fields.

Judging from their attire, they are all border army soldiers.

The search lasted until noon, but nothing was found.

Lin Feng asked everyone to dismount and find a clean place to rest.

Just as I took a bite of the dry noodle pancake, I heard the sound of horse hooves running towards me.

Everyone looked up quickly, their mouths wide open in surprise.

Because they saw a Tartar cavalryman riding his horse alone and charging towards them, waving a scimitar in his hand.

He shouted loudly, as if to scare away the soldiers.

Lin Feng sat on a large dirt clod, holding a piece of bread in his left hand and chewing it, without moving.

His guards were also waiting for orders.

The Tartar rode his horse to a distance of about ten steps, reined in his horse, raised his scimitar, and looked at Lin Feng and the others stupidly.

His ferocious appearance did not scare away the crowd, who were at a loss as to what to do.

His pride as a member of the Tiezhen tribe prevented him from turning back.

Seeing that Lin Feng didn't move, everyone could only eat their dry food and ignore that guy.

Fan Jinsong took the kettle, unplugged it, and handed it to Lin Feng with both hands.

It was this action that made the Tartar notice Lin Feng.

This must be the leader. Let’s capture the leader first.

He kicked the horse's belly and the warhorse stepped towards Lin Feng.

Fan Jinsong and Xie Zhong held their long swords vigilantly, waiting for the Tartars to approach.

Lin Feng still took the pancake with his left hand, put it into his mouth and took a bite.

He casually took the crossbow out of the holster with his right hand, and rubbed the wrench on his thigh with one hand.

Then he raised his hand, and the crossbow arrow shot out with a clang.

Before the Tartar could react, his throat popped, blood splattered everywhere, and he fell off his horse.

The soldiers did not look at the Tartar, but just stared at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng chewed the bread in his mouth and turned his head to ask vaguely.

"What are you looking at? What's wrong?"

Xie Zhong handed over a piece of dried meat with both hands, his face full of excitement.

"General, you were so... so handsome just now!"

I also learned this word from Lin Feng.

When the soldiers heard this, they nodded vigorously.

Some soldiers immediately threw down their dry food and took out crossbows from their leather sheaths.

He imitated Lin Feng and rubbed his thigh with one hand.

As a result, he tried to pull the bowstring but couldn't, which made everyone laugh.

However, Lin Feng's success in showing off just now gave him a reminder.

If a wrench-like thing is designed on the saddle, can the rider wind the horse with one hand while charging?

This will increase the shooting speed of the crossbow a little bit.

In order to successfully pull the bowstring, my thigh was still burning and painful from the rub just now.

After the meal, Lin Feng waved his hand and said, "Let's go. Whoever cuts off more Tartar heads will have his reward doubled."

The soldiers immediately cheered, mounted their horses, and followed Lin Feng into the fields.

They swept around, harvesting the bulk of the Tartars they encountered.

There was no sign of the Bronze-armored Tartars.

At this time, Tongjia Oule, with seventy or eighty guards, was chasing a group of border troops in front.

The border troops, numbering over a hundred, were none other than General Wei Li Yu and his personal guards.

Song Qi followed closely, riding his horse at full speed.

I felt very desperate.

It is said that the Tartars are good at cavalry and archery, but it seems there is no way to escape today.