Chapter 99: The Perfect Attack Point

La Trobe stood on the ridge, looking at the brightly lit old camp in the distance, his heart burst into anger. The place where he was standing was the place where Gao Yuan spied on Hutu's old camp last time. That time, Gao Yuan was visited by Hutu If he hadn't met He Lanxiong who was delivering cows to Gao Yuan, Gao Yuan would be a pile of dead bones now.

"Patriarch!" Nafu said with a cry in his tone. Standing beside them, he could clearly see that outside the old camp, rows of Donghu people were tied together by ropes, kneeling outside densely. Around them, there were many enemies with guns and knives standing upright. It seemed that they were afraid that the returning Hutu cavalry would not be able to see clearly. In front of these prisoners, piles of bonfires were burning brightly.

Not only Nafu, but all the Hutu cavalry blushed. At this moment, they seemed to have forgotten the Fufeng Man who was trembling and weeping under their horseshoes and machetes.

"Kill them, kill them all."

"Rip these Fufeng men to pieces!"

The angry yelling became louder and louder in the crowd.

La Trobe was also very angry, because he knew that his family members must also be among those kneeling crowd, but as the head of the clan, a veteran who had been through battles, he also knew very well that his opponent must have intentions in doing so. They were afraid that they could not see clearly, so they actually lit so many bonfires. Was it to let themselves see more clearly and make their anger bigger? Needless to say, before these kneeling clansmen, the enemy must set up I have fallen into a trap, waiting for myself to fly to the flame.

He took a deep breath and said loudly: "All the troops dismount and rest for half an hour."

Hearing La Trobe's words, Nafu looked at La Trobe in astonishment, "Patriarch, our family is being humiliated and suffering, and you want us to rest? At this time, do we have the mind to rest?"

Latobe looked at the young general, and dialed patiently: "Nafu, why do you think the enemy is doing this? You think about it, they just want to use your mentality, before our old battalion, Gao Yuan must have set a trap for us, we traveled long distances, we were exhausted, going down at this time, besides allowing Gao Yuan to succeed in his tricks, what would be the benefit? Do you want to be tied up and humiliated by Gao Yuan with your clansmen?"

Nafu opened and closed his mouth several times, but no sound came out.

"Nafu, the people of Yan have a common saying that sharpening a knife does not cut firewood by mistake. At this time, we need to recover our physical strength. The high fighting spirit needs physical strength to support it. Otherwise, we can go all out with courage alone, but we will inevitably exhaust it again and again. Three times, in order to save the tribe, what we need most at this time is calmness." Latrobe said.

"Patriarch, there are only a hundred people in Gaoyuan, maybe we just need to work hard to defeat them." Nafu argued.

Latobe shook his head, "Gao Yuan is extremely treacherous, Nafu, through this battle, haven't you re-acquainted with this person? You must remember in the future, when you meet this person, you must be careful and careful. This person is exhaustive. I am afraid that he will start plotting my Hutu tribe as soon as he arrives at Juliguan. It is ridiculous that I am unconscious, and I am still planning to take down Fufeng City, and I will finally bear the bitter fruit. If it is not I am greedy, with his strength, how can he shake my old battalion! Rest, count the number of people, after half an hour, launch an attack, let the sons and daughters eat something and drink water!"

La Trobe got off his horse wearily and sat down on the ground.

After a while, Nafu came over, "Patriarch, there are a total of 182 fighters!"

"One hundred and eighty-two people!" La Trobe burst into tears. More than 400 soldiers attacked, plus a group of old people driving carts. Now only these one hundred and eighty-two people can come back. At last the moment of desperation was reached.

The bonfire in the old camp on the opposite side was burning fiercely, but the open area separated by four or five miles was the wind blowing withered grass, and there was no sound. The dead grass half as deep as a person was blown by the wind and made a rustling sound. Both sides knew that the war was about to begin Instantly.

The movement of nearly two hundred cavalry galloping from afar could never be concealed from the Fufeng soldiers, and Gao Yuan even put the entire old camp in a bright light, making it clear that he wanted to rely on the thousands of captives in the old camp to eat dead opponent.

La Trobe closed his eyes, not looking at the bright lights in the distance, he needed to be calm.

"Patriarch, it's half an hour!" La Trobe opened his eyes, only to see that his one hundred and eighty-two cavalrymen had already mounted their horses, holding sharp scimitars in their hands, and all eyes were focused on his face .

La Trobe cheered up, jumped up from the ground, got on his horse, and pulled out a knife from his waist, "Boys, this is your last battle for the Hutus!" His voice was a little choked, "The front Not only your family, but also the glory of the Hutu tribe, fight and kill your enemies."

All the Hutu soldiers also know that even if they win this battle, the Hutu tribe will no longer have a place to stand. They can only go to other tribes, and what awaits them will be annexed. From then on, the Hutu tribe will become a piece of history , slowly being forgotten in the long river of history.

"Kill!" Nafu hissed and roared, the first horse rushed down the mountain ridge, followed by more cavalry, La Trobe was also full of beard and hair, holding a scimitar high, following the galloping cavalry To rush down the mountain ridge, the distance of four or five miles, under the full sprint, is the time of half a stick of incense.

The war horses roared and crushed the grass all over the ground, cutting a path through the grass half a person's height, the old camp became more and more clear in their eyes, they even heard the cry of the clansmen.

Nafu's eyes turned green, and the war horse almost jumped up, charged over, chopped off the heads of those damn Fufeng people, and hung them outside his tent after drying, otherwise, it was not enough to express his heart anger.

At this moment, he suddenly felt his body fall forward, and immediately the whole person rose into the air, and fell out like a cloud and fog, into a trap! In the air, he clearly saw the front half of his horse fall down, at this moment Zheng Zheng raised his head angrily, his hind hooves kept pawing the ground, but he was unable to jump up. Obviously, the two front hooves of the war horse had been broken. know the result.

Not only Nafu, but behind him, more cavalry fell off their horses like dumplings. In front of them, there were not only traps, but also countless stumbling ropes.

The moment his body hit the ground, Nafu shrank his whole body, like a ball, rolling rapidly on the ground, dissipating the huge force of the impact, and stood up straight. He is worthy of being one of the young Hutus. The most outstanding warrior, under such a predicament, stood up unscathed, but behind him, other people did not have such good luck. They fell off their horses, and their tendons and bones were broken, or they died on the spot. Few people can make the correct response between flashes and flints like him.

La Trobe slammed the horse, the horse neighed, the man stood up, and when the two hooves hit the ground, La Trobe felt as if thousands of thunders were striking at the same time in his mind. Gao Yuan's way.

The old camp was just a bait, a bait that made him think that all Gao Yuan's arrangements were around these captives. In fact, Gao Yuan didn't set any traps there at all. He set up an ambush between the mountain ridge and the old camp. Above the midpoint between them, at this position, the horse speed of your team has just reached its peak, and the attack starts at this time, at this time, even if you want to turn, it is too late.

He was sad to see the soldiers rushing in front fell off their horses, groaning and screaming, and the wounded horse neighed.

As La Trobe's cavalry turned on their backs, not far in front of him, a loud cry sounded, and a blue figure stood up among the grass half a person's height, the last of these figures In front of you is Gao Yuan holding a knife in both hands.

One after another torches were lit and thrown out, where the torches landed, piles of greased firewood that had been arranged in advance burst into flames, illuminating both sides brightly.

"Kill!" Gao Yuan's eyes widened with anger, he held the saber in both hands, strode forward, and rushed forward. Behind him, Yan Haibo strode forward, and one hundred and twenty Fufeng soldiers with sabers in both hands howled and followed the two. people's footsteps.

The thirty archers of the infantry were divided into two teams, separated the two wings of the charging infantry, and while running, they opened their bows and shot. Their targets were the panicked Hutu warriors who had not yet fallen off their horses and were restraining their horses.

With the sound of howling arrows, the Donghu people who hadn't recovered from their senses fell off their horses one by one. The infantrymen almost never missed their arrows, and the long-term hard training finally paid off at this time. The arrows he shot were accurate. He quickly avoided the horses that were scurrying all over the ground, and shot the knights who were still on their horses one by one.

"Kill!" Gao Yuan greeted the first Donghu fighter. It was Nafu.

Holding the saber in both hands, Mount Tai was pressing down on the top, and it was like thunder. Nafu just came back to his senses, the bright light of the saber had already reached the top of his head. Kneeling down with one slash, he thrust upwards suddenly, parrying the opponent's long knife.

After Gao Yuan's long knife was parried away by the opponent, it hardly stopped, it cut obliquely, and Nafu swung the knife to meet him, there was another crisp sound, Gao Yuan's long knife turned around, Nafu held the scimitar in his hand again, Under the shock of his wrist, the scimitar flew far away.

Nafu let go of the scimitar, and Nafu kicked his feet on the ground with his bare hands. He flung himself into Gao Yuan's arms, and the opponent had a long sword. He only needed to throw himself in the circle to start a hand-to-hand fight with his opponent.

The opponent reacted quickly, and Gao Yuan was also very surprised, but close combat is what he is best at. Nafu's move is tantamount to asking for death. Instead of retreating, Gao Yuan took a step instead. When he was at his waist, he leaned slightly, crossed the knife in his left hand, and his right hand was stretched out. After a circle, he strangled Nafu's neck, yelled fiercely, bent his knees, and hit the softest part of Nafu's abdomen. Immediately, his upper body arched slightly, and Nafu was already supported up, his waist was straightened up, and his back fell, Nafu was carried over his shoulders, and fell to the ground with a bang.

Gao Yuan didn't pay attention to him any more, but clenched his long knife tightly and strode forward, breaking into the crowd of Donghu people.

Nafu was hit in the lower abdomen, and his body shrank into a ball in pain. His neck was tightened and he fell over his shoulders. He was staring at gold stars, and even had difficulty breathing. Before he got up, Yan Haibo behind him was gone. He rushed forward and saw Nafu, who was struggling to get up from the ground with arched back and knees, without even thinking about it, the knife in his hand was already slashed down like lightning.

With a puffing sound, blood sprang out, and Nafou didn't make a sound, and fell on his back. This young Hutu general, whom La Trobe placed high hopes on, died in battle on his first real battle. battlefield.