"Head, the white-clothed army was found in front!"

"What? The White Coats actually appeared here? ”

When Sobud received the report, he was taken aback. His first reaction was that the white-clothed army was coming for his gold, silver and jewelry. It's no wonder that he was going to be scared by the white-clothed army, and he had no temper at all, and he was already a standard frightened bird. Now, as long as he hears the three words of the white army, he will feel his heart beating very uncompromisingly. Especially in a place like the wilderness, hearing the three words of the white-clothed army is even more shocking.

This time, in order to buy off the magnates of the Ming Dynasty, the Heljin tribe on the edge of the extermination of the clan carried out all the inventory at the bottom of the pressure box. There are 200,000 taels of silver with white flowers, and 8,000 taels of yellow and clear gold, as well as a large number of rare treasures, antique jewelry, and the like. It can be said that almost all of the family wealth accumulated by the Hellergin tribe in the past has been piled up here, and there is absolutely no room for error!

In order to keep it a secret, the entire Hellerkin tribe, only no more than five people know. To what extent is it secrecy? Even cronies like Paro Court don't know the details. Paro Ge only knew that Sobud had gone to Beijing with his goods. However, it is not at all clear when he walked, which path he took, and how many people escorted him. Sobud didn't expect that even under such strict secrecy, the white-clothed army actually learned the news and actually killed here!

Fierce and auspicious! This time, it's definitely more than lucky! Sobud is quite clear about Xu Xingxia's methods. He is also quite clear about Xu Xingxia's greed. Since the white-clothed army has made a move, he wants to keep the hundreds of thousands of taels of silver, but I'm afraid it's a little difficult. Since the white-clothed army is here, there is no possibility of returning empty-handed.

But, no matter what, he had to make a final effort. Even if all these goods are robbed by the white army in the end, he must fight to the death. If he easily let the white-clothed army snatch the goods without Helekin doing it, I am afraid that he will have to commit suicide himself. Without this huge amount of wealth, the Hellergin tribe would surely perish.

"Everybody dismount at once! Protect the wagon! Sobud categorically ordered.

Such an order, to outsiders, seems a bit bizarre. At the critical moment, how can people get off the horse? Is the ability to maneuver after dismounting as strong as on horseback? Of course not! Didn't Sobud deliberately make himself uncomfortable? Actually, this is all a layman's idea. If you are an insider, you will understand what Sobud's goal is. In this particular case, Sobud's order was absolutely the most correct.

For most Tartar cavalry, dismounted archery, both in terms of strength and accuracy, was much stronger than on horseback. It is much calmer to step on the thick earth with your feet than on horseback. Generally speaking, when you dismount and fire arrows, the range should be at least 30% farther away. That is, after they dismount, their combat effectiveness is stronger than that on horseback. In the event of a dangerous situation, the Tartars would dismount to meet them, and this was already their custom.

Receiving Sobud's order, all the Tartar cavalry hurriedly dismounted and surrounded the carriage tightly. Outside of them, are their respective warhorses. Hundreds of horses overlapped each other, forming a very strong barrier, and even if an enemy cavalry collided directly, it would not be possible to knock all the horses away. Using the war horse as a cover, hiding behind the war horse and firing arrows, this is a very skillful tactic of the Tartars. It is definitely not easy for an ordinary army to break through such a defensive circle as theirs.

In fact, relying on such tactics, the Mongolian iron cavalry of that year made their opponents suffer a lot of losses. It is not uncommon to see this tactic turning defeat into victory. Among them, the most typical example of battle is the battle with the Mamluk cavalry in West Asia. The Mongol cavalry archers dismounted and shot arrows, constantly shooting fierce arrows, causing the Mamluk cavalry to suffer a large number of casualties. If it weren't for the climate of West Asia, which was too hot and had too much influence on the war horses of the Mongol archers, the Mongols would have conquered West Asia long ago.

Later generations, when talking about this tactic of the Mongols, once called it "undefeated tactic", which shows its strength. The undefeated tactic, of course, does not mean that it will not fail, but that the Mongols will never be defeated when the forces of both sides are basically the same. To crack such a tactic, the attacking side needs at least three times more troops. Also, it's best to have siege weapons to assist, such as trebuchets or something. Otherwise, relying solely on the tactics of crowds, the number of dead and wounded who want to break through the Mongols' defense line is too terrible.

"Strange, Tartar is this ......" Mao Thirteen's brain didn't react for a while. He subconsciously felt that something was very wrong. Why didn't these Tatar cavalry directly rush up and fight against the white-clothed army, but dismounted to meet the battle? Looking at what they mean, it seems that they have encountered a strong opponent and sensed great danger? However, on the side of the cavalry of the white-clothed army, there were obviously only forty or fifty people, and it was impossible for them to pose a mortal threat at all.

"This is ......" The other white-clothed cavalry also felt very surprised when they saw the scene of the Tartar cavalry. They were all ready for battle, waiting for the Tartar cavalry to come up, but unexpectedly, they actually dismounted! These Tartar cavalry, what the hell is going on? Could it be that there are other armies around the vicinity? No, I can't! If there are armies of other tribes in this vicinity, the scouts of the white-clothed army, it is impossible not to find out!

"Brothers, the Tartars don't know how many of us are! They thought we were here to rob the Dao! At least a few hundred people! They had to protect the goods in the wagon! So they dismounted! Brothers, the Tartars are cowardly! Here's our chance! Listen to me! Rush out together! Be careful, don't shoot! Xu Xingxia shouted quickly.

The white-clothed cavalry around him only then understood. So that's what happened. Also, the two sides met so suddenly, how could the Tartars know that they only had such a small number of troops? From the perspective of the Tartars, they must have thought that the white-clothed army was here to rob the goods! No wonder they were so nervous, they were indeed scared by the white-clothed army! For a while, the confidence of the cavalry of the white-clothed army suddenly rose. This is a bunch of cowards, what's so scary?

"Kill!" Xu Xingxia roared angrily, grabbed the horse's belly, and rushed out first.

All the Eagle Cavalry stragglers immediately urged their horses and followed closely behind Xu Xingxia.

For a time, the entire grassland was filled with the sound of fierce horses' hooves. Although there were only forty or fifty cavalry members of the white-clothed army, the momentum of the battle together was still very majestic. At that time, the sky happened to be a little gray, giving people a feeling of panic. The sound of hurried horses' hooves, like thunder, frightened the Tartar cavalry on the opposite side. They were indeed a little scared by the white-clothed army, and when they saw the white-clothed army appear, their morale was first lowered by three points.

"Defend the convoy to the death! You can only release arrows when you get close! Don't waste arrows! Sobud was suddenly in a hurry, and subconsciously roared. He didn't know the specific situation, but he really thought that he was ambushed by the large army of the white-clothed army. The armies of the two sides, such a sudden encounter, where did he have enough time to make a calm judgment? As the supreme commander of the Tartar cavalry, he was not frightened by the sudden appearance of the white-clothed army, which was already very good.

In such a situation, he must strictly order his troops, save arrows, and shorten the range of bows and arrows, so as to ensure that the white-clothed army can be effectively damaged as much as possible. The indiscriminate waste of arrows and the indiscriminate waste of ammunition are the most shameful. Indiscriminate release of arrows is also a waste of physical strength. The principle is the same as the Ming army's requirement that musketeers only shoot within fifteen zhang. The difference is that the Tartars can resolutely carry out orders, but the Ming army cannot.

"Da Da Da!"

The cavalry of the White Army was getting closer and closer.

Sobud's eyes are about to bulge. He felt that his heart was in his throat. White cloak, azure uniform, who are not those hateful white coats? These abominable fellows are simply worse than the devil. In Zhenyuan Pass, he escaped by luck, but he didn't expect to meet here again. Today's battle is just a bit troublesome. If you don't make it, he, Sobud, will have to give his life here.

Facing the frantic sound of horse hooves of the white-clothed cavalry, all the Tartar cavalry subconsciously clenched the bows and arrows in their hands, ready to fight with the white-clothed army. They didn't know how many people there were, or how long the battle would last. They have to save arrows and save their stamina. Archery is not like a musket, it is very physically demanding. As long as the cavalry of the white-clothed army does not enter the distance of fifteen zhang, they will never release arrows.

Unexpectedly, those white-clothed cavalry ignored them at all and galloped directly past them. Instead of shooting, they rushed through with a gust of wind. The distance between the two sides is basically only about 50 zhang, and the shortest is even less than 30 zhang. However, Sobud and his men were stunned and did not release their arrows. There are still 30 zhang between the two sides, and arrows must not be fired. Whoever wasted an arrow like this, Sobud didn't mind killing him with a single sword.

"Da Da Da!" The sound of the horse's hooves of the white-clothed cavalry was very rapid, and it soon went away. They were originally going to flee for their lives, so naturally they would not stop at all, and they all disappeared from the Tartar's field of vision at the fastest speed. However, none of the Tartars present dared to relax, and they were still in a posture of being ready to release arrows at any time.

Sobud and his men were very worried that this was just the vanguard of the White Army, a decoy, and the purpose was to make them mess with themselves. If their formation is disrupted and they send people to chase after the white-clothed army, there may be a large army of the white-clothed army behind them. Therefore, they always stood there, and they did not mean to move their nests.

It wasn't until more than half an hour had passed that some of the Tartars felt that something was wrong. If those white-clothed soldiers just now were really bait, they should have turned back now! There is no such thing as a bait running this far. Besides, if there are ambushes behind the white-clothed army, they should also appear! Are they still staying behind, are they waiting to stink? No, I can't! It seems that the white-clothed army should have no backhand, just the people before. They were indeed going to attack the Tatars, but they did not find the opportunity to do so, and as a result, they fled.

"They're gone." There was a centurion of Tartar, who said with relief.

"Whew! It's finally gone! Sobud himself also breathed a sigh of relief. He's shouldering a heavier responsibility than ever before. If all this wealth is robbed by the white-clothed army, then the Hellerkin tribe really has no hope. With such a heavy responsibility on his shoulders, to be honest, Sobud didn't sleep well at night.

"Ahh Wrong! Suddenly, Sobud screamed.

"Alert!" The centurion beside him, taken aback, hurriedly roared. The tartar, who was about to relax and relax, hurriedly armed and on full alert, staring around vigilantly. Sobud's exclamation caused a huge shock to them, and some of them peed their pants. They still think that the white-clothed army has some conspiracy behind them! In other words, since the defeat of Zhenyuan Pass, they are indeed a little suspicious of the white-clothed army.

"They're not here to attack us at all! We were fooled! Suddenly, Sobud slapped himself on the head. His strength was really a little big, and he was very annoyed, and under this beat, he almost fainted himself.

"Head, what's going on?" The Tartar centurions were full of doubts.

"We've been fooled! We were fooled! We were fooled! Sobud shouted in frustration. In a stirring mood, he repeated his words three times in a row. When outsiders look at him now, it looks like they want to cut off their own heads. He slapped his head hard just now, which was scary enough. Now that he came out like this again, the Tartars around him were all frightened.

They were all wondering if Sobud had been stimulated by something today, or if he was frightened by the sudden appearance of the white-clothed army, so he would be babbling like this. He's not usually like that! It is estimated that most of it is to scare the white-clothed army. This poor child, who has been tossed by the white army several times, is about to become a psychotic.

Actually, Sobud is really not a psychopath. At this moment, his mind suddenly became very clear, unprecedentedly sober. He is not a fool after all, and in such a short period of time, he has almost sorted out the ins and outs of things. He felt that he was really deceived, and he was easily put on the table by the white-clothed army. Between him and Xu Xingxia, they passed by gorgeously.

The cavalry of the white-clothed army that rushed towards them just now was not many in number, only a few dozen at most. I was nervous just now, and I didn't notice it. Now that I think about it, the strength of the white-clothed army must be less than a hundred. With such a small number of troops, it was impossible for the white-clothed army to attack the Tatars. It is even more impossible to rob them of the goods they are transporting.

(To be continued)