Beiyang new warlord

Not in a hurry, just squatting under the eaves of a house and staring, watching the second-hand smoke constantly coming out of the chief’s house and counting the beats. After about 10 minutes, these people came out again, watching the sitting Mao Xingjian under the eaves showed an awkward face with two pots of boiling water, but after hesitating for a while, he left Mao Xingjian behind, took a stick made of beef leg bone, and smashed it heavily on the cowhide drum at the entrance of the patriarch's temple. superior.

In the muffled voice, these primitive Indians were much more mobilizing than Daming. The more than 3000 residents in the village almost put down their work, and all gathered together, standing on the high platform, screaming for only a few minutes In a word, these people dispersed one after another, the women, the old man and the old man walked back home slowly with their children, while the aged man and some female warriors hurried back, wearing feather crowns on their heads , took his best weapon, and ran out of the village with two pots of boiling water.

"Prince, what are these barbarians doing out there?"

Originally, he had a taste of Beijing, but within two days, the taste of Jinsi Glasses' big northeast taste was revealed. With a corn cob in his mouth, he asked vaguely.

"Go to war!"

Breathing the cold air, Mao Xingjian quickly analyzed the possibilities in his brain. Mao Xingjian replied absent-mindedly, but the next sentence of this fake elegance almost made him jump up.

"That's a good feeling. Taking advantage of these barbarians' brains being beaten into dog brains, we happened to copy all these barbarians' hometowns, so we would have food!"

These words made Mao Xingjian's heart pounding, and the master said: Repay your grievances directly!Anyway, these Sioux people have betrayed him, and if they turn their faces, they will turn their faces. Being double-faced and three-handed is no longer a psychological obstacle for Mao Xingjian. On the Snake River Plain, no matter what Apache, Cheyenne, and Shoshone are, they are all scum!

This is indeed a great opportunity!

But he paced back and forth a few times with his hands behind his back, but Mao Xingjian shook his head with difficulty, forcing the impulse back into his mind.

Even if he made a surprise attack, he would be able to take down four tribes in time, and he would not be able to maximize his benefits. Moreover, if he stabbed the Sioux in the back at this time, and the entire Sioux collapsed, he would have to face those who went north and fought against them. The Sioux invaders, relying on his Ninth Corps, although they will not be killed like Snake City, it is not sure how much food they may keep.

And thinking of food, he thought of another possibility!

Turning his head, Mao Xingjian turned his head back and roared a little excitedly.

"Immediately send an order for Tong Zhamuwan and Li to assemble the cavalry regiment! Gu must go and see!"

Chapter 821. Cannibalism in the Prince's Chapter

The horseshoes were briskly splashing the chaotic snow, and more than 500 cavalry from the two regiments trotted out of the stockade leisurely, hanging behind the Lakta who ran out of the stockade earlier, and looked at the more than 800 Sioux leisurely. Panting like a dog running behind more than 200 cows.

This time, the war is no longer his own. As for how many Su people died, it has nothing to do with Mao Xingjian. A group of young masters and officers from the capital were just casually admiring the toned breasts and thighs of the Su girl who was running, pointing and pointing. The faces of the female soldiers were flushed, but there was nothing they could do.

However, after traveling for more than 30 kilometers, Mao Xingjian suddenly raised his right hand and stopped the entire cavalry.

There is no need to go any further, Mao Xingjian is too familiar with this place. The last time he reached the highest point of his dominance on the Snake River Plain was also the beginning of his career downturn, crossing the middle section of the Snake River.

Here, a lot of warriors from various parts of the Su people have gathered, about 9000 to [-] people. Compared with the previous war, the Su people's equipment is also much more advanced. There are thousands of war oxen in the front row, and the horns are tied With sharp iron knives, the warriors behind also used iron axes, sickles, and hoes.

It was the commanding height of the small slope last time. After looking around at the soldiers of the Soviets, Mao Xingjian stopped there comfortably. On the high slope, just like Mao Jue back then, he also set up another small plane. The brass binoculars the size of a cannon barrel looked towards the other side of the Snake River.

At noon, under the blazing sun, huge totem flags appeared one after another on the horizon opposite the Snake River. It was still the Cheyenne people who were the main force, and under the totem flag, the opponent's cavalry was much less this time, only around 200 But Mao Xingjian's cheek muscles couldn't stop twitching as he looked at the horses through the binoculars.

He is the Liao horse of the Black Pearl Marine Guard!

And just behind the cavalry, the Ming Dynasty flintlock guns with bayonets, those Japanese warriors who were integrated into the Ming Dynasty, the warrior swords, the soil guns for hunting, the axes for felling, and the things that once belonged to Snake City are all held here. In the hands of a group of murderers!

The Apache of the snake totem, the black-footed man of the hunting totem, and the cut-nosed man of the stone totem are missing from the six tribes of southern Jiangsu. Moreover, the number of fighters from the three tribes this time is far less than last time, only about [-], strong Holding back his anger and taking his eyes away from the telescope, Mao Xingjian shook his head with mixed feelings.

Everything is as he expected, and it is food that dominates this land!

The six tribes of the Sioux farmed for a year. They were the most affluent in the western part of the New World. The Apache tribe went to help during the autumn harvest. Because of their relationship with the red deer, they had more than enough food to eat the ice and snow to cultivate their prey.

However, the other five tribes who raided his Snake City last time did get a lot of loot, but there was not much food. The fire at the foot of the mountain burned down most of the granaries of the Hakka people in the south of the Yangtze River. I don’t know if it was Nangong Bingwen or Chen Shi. , before he died, he set fire to the granary of the Prince's Mansion, so they didn't have much grain to distribute. After Mao Xingjian left the Snake City for more than a month, the population of more than 8 people estimated that there was not much food left for this little food.

Not surprisingly, Su Ren became the prey of these films again.

If now, there are always [-] cavalry in hand, Mao Xingjian is confident that the blood of [-] Indians will stain the riverside red, and avenge the compatriots in Snake City. Unfortunately, [-] cavalry is still not decided. battlefield.

However, knowing the rekindled hatred between the Su people and the Xia Yan people was a big gain, and he shook his head with emotion. Once again, Mao Xingjian lowered his head and continued to watch the play.

The two main bosses came, and the whole scene reached its climax. The rules of war were still the same as before. The pot of boiling water quickly returned to the big team, and at the same time, the southern Sunan Indian troops on the other side of the river once again swarmed towards the north bank of the river.

However, the existence of Mao Xingjian made the other party obviously smarter. This time, the first to cross the river were infantrymen, and the weapons they held high were all kinds of muskets and crossbows seized from Snake City and the Spaniards.

Roaring with two pots of boiling water, thousands of cavalry cavalry in front of the Soviet formation took the lead in charging. They didn't even have a saddle, but these Su people seemed to have the blood of nomads flowing in their bones. Holding up the sickle and axe, they charged ferociously, but before they crossed the river, the infantrymen of the six Southern Jiangsu tribes were already half-kneeling on the ground, and they pulled the trigger suddenly. Amid the crackling gunshots and rain of arrows, the battle bulls in front seemed like Xiao Shan fell to the ground with a crash, and the upright Soviet cavalry trembled a few times violently as if electrocuted, several blood holes popped out of his body, and fell down in a slump.

The indomitable momentum of Niu Zhen was immediately contained.

Seeing the bursts of gunshots, Mao Xingjian's pupils were full of haze. In his mind, the face of little Henry he met among the Cheyenne people once again appeared. If at that time...

He clenched his fists tightly!After a while, Mao Xingjian survived the pain in his heart, but he made a plan in his heart. This person must be used for himself, or he must get rid of it!Otherwise, the threat to Daming is too great!

With Mao Xingjian's thoughtful kung fu, the battle situation below changed again. Following the musketeers, the more than 200 cavalrymen across the river rushed up fiercely, and once again bumped into the frozen cattle formation.

To be honest, the cavalry of the Cheyenne people are also rookies. The rough-skinned and thick-skinned cattle are resistant to collisions, but the extremely maneuverable horses are not resistant to collisions. Then it was inserted into the sharp horns of the bison tied with a knife.

Fortunately, the Cheyenne people didn't expect the cavalry to do anything, and once again restrained these cumbersome guys, the third wave, those Cheyenne brigade infantrymen with square harpoons, heavy chopping axes, and sharp scythes also killed them. At the same time, the Sioux warriors who followed the bull cavalry also rushed up. In the narrow bull formation, the two sides successfully turned the war into a low-end melee.

Fortunately, I no longer need to care about the number of casualties, and stay out of it. This melee looks quite spectacular, and it is more real and shocking than those super blockbusters in later generations. In Mao Xingjian's telescope, I saw an old acquaintance cutting off his head and shaking his back. With a click of the axe, it was directly removed from the thigh of a bull cavalry soldier next to him, and the ax also smashed into the strong flank of the cow, which could not be pulled out for a long time.

On the other side, the Great Wizard Hongyun is also riding behind a bull quilt. He is not so much a mage as he is an archer. A compound bow from Ming Dynasty on the bull's back shoots like playing a piano. A cavalryman who has mastered it In essence, he was barely running in circles behind the bull formation and shooting. Amidst the neighing of the horses, the Cheyenne cavalry who had never had the upper hand were killed by him several times in a row.

However, in this kind of scuffle, there is no tactics at all, and the advantage is the large number of people. The scuffle lasted from noon to the afternoon, and the Sioux still showed an irreparable defeat.

In the crowd, the huge bulls are the living targets, especially when both sides are master butchers of cattle. Amidst the wailing, the steers that were finally domesticated were stabbed in the heart, wiped their necks, and fell to the ground with their heads depressed. The cattle formation barrier, the Sioux who had been actively attacking forward, was also pushed further north step by step, squeezing the formation of the Sioux forcefully, almost all of the more than 2 soldiers of the Cheyenne crossed the Snake River Shoal.

Moreover, Mao Xingjian finally saw a more interesting scene. The Su people, who were fighting with all their strength and dismissed the Ming cavalry who suddenly broke into the battlefield, turned around!

Black Hoof looked back three times in total, the great wizard Hongyun looked back twice, and once almost caused him to be stabbed by a spear, as for Mao Xingjian's landlord, the two pots of boiling water turned his head even more frequently, and looked back seven times in total. !

"Okay, Su people are dying, go down and help them!"

Finally, Mao Xingjian also finished watching the play, put away the binoculars with a click, threw it into the saddle bag, turned over and climbed back on the horse's back, listened to his orders, and watched the itchy grassland child Tong Jamu was so excited that he yanked off the horse path and roared loudly.

"Brothers, the crown prince has orders..."

Before he finished shouting his battle cry, Mao Xingjian raised his hand again to stop him. Under the astonished eyes of the cavalry under his command, Mao Xingjian's eyes were like those of a snake, squinting gloomyly. Looking at the battlefield below the mountain, his voice was also like a snake, cold and hateful.

"These Su people betrayed Ming. They don't deserve the blood of the Ming people. The cavalry went behind the Cheyenne people and attacked with muskets, bows and arrows. Just keep these Cheyenne people in check. If they still can't stand it, let these Su people die." !"

"Oh, the general will obey!"

All of a sudden, more than half of the murderous intent disappeared, and the momentum of charging was gone. The large group of cavalry went around in a circular arc like sightseeing, and then they got to the back of the entire battlefield.

But even if they were lazy and didn't care about fighting, the Ming cavalry was still the Ming cavalry. Behind the dazed Cheyenne people rushing forward, crackling gunshots sounded like popping beans, and the Indian infantry who turned their backs to them felt like they were electrocuted. Trembling with violent cramps, several blood holes erupted on his body, and he collapsed to the ground immediately.

Full of anger, thousands of Cheyenne warriors, leaving aside the Soviets in front of them, held their spears and turned around to trouble the Ming army cavalry, but these people were definitely not warriors, they ran away after shooting their guns, After running again, the Mongolian cavalry at the back of the hall used their grassland horn bows to show them the manguzai shooting method that Genghis Khan used to conquer the world. The rain of arrows fell like raindrops, and shot down dozens of Cheyenne warriors who were charging ahead.

No matter how powerful the troops are, they can't fight on both sides. There is nothing they can do about the mosquito-like Ming cavalry. In the end, I don't know which tribe shouted first, and then retreated to the south bank of the Snake River. Then Xiang retreated, and had no energy to pursue at all, and the Soviet soldiers sat down on the ground exhausted.

But Mao Xingjian didn't mean to contribute at all, so he just lined the road to see off the Xiayan army's safe retreat, made a beautiful circle under the complicated eyes of the Sioux chiefs, and ran towards the Lakta tribe comfortably Strolled back.

The bloody day has come to an end!But with the appearance of the Ming army on the battlefield, the ups and downs of the Snake River situation became a little more turbulent.

Daming, once again returned to the game field!

Chapter 822. The return of the cavalry captain