The young man who was riding horses at the forefront was Laval of the Dela family. He looked proud of his pride. He was obviously very proud of being able to command this action. Behind him were two young men with similar appearances, and they were also close friends of Laval. The brothers of the Shachel family, known as Shachel, were two elite soldiers next to them, wearing traditional robes of the clan, the scimitar hanging around his waist and the long horse boots at his feet, showing his differences from others.

"Here, here." The armed soldiers behind him cheered, and the horses galloping from afar raised a cloud of smoke and dust. It was the detectives who were sent out to reconnaissance, and even the brothers Laval and Shachelli were excited. However, the elite soldiers next to him couldn't help frowning. Such a casual military record could not help but embarrass him. As the elite guards of the clan, they actually had to cooperate with this band of bandit-like mobs. He was very unhappy. It was because of the orders and huge interests of his superiors that forced them to come together, and he could only serve as a cooperator.

The scouts brought back good news, everything was going according to the plan. The self-defense force of the five tribes of Green Sea Marsh is only 2,000 people, and it has only been formed for a short time, and its combat effectiveness is almost negligible. It is now scattered in various places in Mingzhu Town to maintain public order; and the biggest enemy is a security corps in Shuangdui Mansion. The troops of these 4,000 people dare not underestimate them, but most of them were attracted to the south by their subordinates who were disguised as small groups of horse thieves sent out.

Since half a month ago, a horse thief from the Western Luzon region rushed in from the south and kept harassing the five tribes of the Green Sea. Many caravans who came to celebrate the Harvest Festival were looted. This news was soon spread to Mingzhu Town. It is the unscrupulous responsibility of the security forces. In addition, the Indians and Deans in the west have always been very honest. At the request of the five tribes, only one brigade of soldiers was left in one brigade. The other four brigades set off for the south two days ago to find the damn horse thief.

The group of horse thieves were naturally "formed" by Raval's subordinates, and their purpose can be imagined. However, Raval even felt that even this previous move was redundant, because in this raid, in addition to the 6,000 private troops owned by the Dela family and the Shachelli family, after obtaining the consent of the chief, even the guards of the Banzha tribe made an exception to dispatch two thousand-man teams, which obviously also valued the goal of this operation.

With such strength, Laval did not take the self-defense force and security forces seriously. In his opinion, even if he faced the front, he was sure to win, let alone be in this state now. Thinking of this, he felt more and more that his uncle was too old and was so timid that he had lost so many opportunities. The Dera family was in his hands and there was no possibility of prosperity and strength.

After listening to the scout's report, the brothers Laval and Shachelli were overjoyed. The plan was so smooth that they were about to get the fat meat, and they just waited for themselves to get it. Thinking of the rich treasures of the five clans and the beautiful women, the three of them couldn't help but turn red. They exchanged glances with each other. Laval raised his hands and was waiting to issue an order to attack.

"Let's wait!" A low and thick voice next to him interrupted Laval's order.

Laval's face changed and he was about to happen. The Shachelli brother next to him was conscious and almost pulled Laval's clothes. The other one also winked at him. Laval then suppressed his anger. After all, the person who interrupted him was not his subordinate, but came to assist his guards.

"Mr. Mosso, do you have anything else to add?" Raval's words were full of impatientness.

He ignored Laval's face, his face was full of clever mosaic, and stroked his neatly combed beard, then said: "I still have a few questions to verify."

Seeing that the other party didn't seem to buy his own account, Laval's face looked even more ugly. He was just a small commander who dared to be so arrogant. Laval couldn't help but snorkeling from his nose, "What else does Lord Mosso have to know? Why don't I answer it."

The bearded officer was stunned for a moment, as if he could see Laval's dissatisfaction, but he still insisted: "Okay, I want to ask if the thousands of guards have really reached the south side a hundred miles away?"

"That's true. Our people still send us news today, and there is nothing wrong with it." The Shachelli brothers came forward to smooth things over.

"There is another thing I don't understand. Why didn't these five tribes send people to monitor the surrounding situation? Now the harvest conference is lively, are they not afraid of someone taking the opportunity to take advantage of the situation?" The question raised by Moso shocked the people present.

"Hasn't we explained it just now? Their Self-Defense Force is now just guarding the vicinity of Mingzhu Town. They do not have more power to put it outside. In the past few days, there have been more than 100,000 people entering this area. It would be great if they can maintain the security in Mingzhu Town. How can they still have so much energy to control the outside?" Laval said in a deep voice.

"Where are there any abnormal movements in the troops stationed in Zijing Pass in the north?" Mosuo asked slowly.

"Master Mosso, you can rest assured. The Zijing Pass Fortress only has a patrol of less than 2,000 people. It is too busy to deal with the matters there. It is impossible to come here." Brother Shacheli did take some thought to the intelligence work of the Shacheli brothers. Seeing that Mosso's face was still worried, he quickly added: "What's more, as early as more than ten days ago, we arranged secret lines around Mingzhu Town to monitor day and night. Whenever there is a big disturbance, we will notify us immediately."

Mosso couldn't tell anything about the explanation of the Shachelli brothers, but he always felt that the other party's defense measures were too lax. Such a large-scale celebration was next to him, and he could not be so careless, unless this was a trap set up intentionally!

Thinking of this, Mosso couldn't help but be shocked, but before he could speak, Raval, who was already in anger, couldn't help it and said bluntly: "Mosso, your hiding head and tail is simply a detriment to the prestige of our cloak warriors. I really can't believe how you got to the position of a commander. Did you always hold your head in your crotch like this?! There are dangers in fighting, and if you want to gain profits, you can't take risks. I think if you are really afraid, just don't go, but I can tell you that the Chief pointed out that the things you ask for were handed over to you to complete. If you don't go, you will bear the responsibility!"

Laval spoke in a tough tone and no longer had any respect, which was obviously very dissatisfied with Mosso's caution.

Mosso was angered by the other party's insulting words. This was a provocation to the warriors and a great insult to himself. His eyes were spitting fire, and he pressed the scimitar on his waist with one hand. Mosso was about to go forward. Seeing that he had to fight before he could attack inside, the Shachelli brothers quickly pulled the two of them to persuade him.

After some persuasion, Moso reluctantly agreed to the attack plan. After all, his boss also ordered that the cloud clam must be recaptured. If the task was not completed, it would be difficult for him to go back. After being yelled by these guys, he was really hard to get in the hands of the work. Although he was still suspicious, with the promise of the Shacheli brothers, the attack team of the clans finally embarked on the journey.

The journey was very smooth. Bypassing the small mound, you could see Mingzhu Town standing next to the green sea swamp. The soldiers who accelerated the marching even smelled the smell of wealth everywhere.

However, when turning the hill, it was like a nightmare that the people who were walking first had a heart-breaking heart. A mile away had already been full of soldiers with neat armor and helmets attacking the squad. There were heavy infantry squads with thick armor in the middle, and on both sides were naturally cavalry teams with iron clamps. One side was a bright and dazzling golden peng sky flag standing tall in the center of the formation, obviously waiting for his own side to be arrested.

The pale face of Laval was as dumb as a wooden chicken. The Shacheli brothers almost fell off the horse. In despair, Moso glanced at the ugly children of the nobles who were full of heart and only knew how to enjoy themselves. The private soldiers had already been disorganized and didn't know what to do. Before the people on the jail, the golden peng flag was raised high by the opponent's flag bearer, dancing and shaking, and the iron hooves shook the sky. The two winged cavalry blew up with the wind and swept into the jail team.

The sparse rain of arrows had almost no effect on the cavalry that was rushing towards him with lightning speed. Just like two sharp swords deeply inserted into the huge camp where the people were completely invisible, it immediately stirred up blood mist. The people who lost the formation had to fight each other in despair, and were soon divided into several pieces. At this moment, the other cavalry who was blocked from behind was even more like a rolling soup and pouring snow on the guards that had finally struggled to form a formation. At this point, there was no suspense in this extremely asymmetric battle formation.

The private soldiers who had lost their fighting spirit took the lead in abandoning their weapons and surrendering. It was like contagious. Soon, no soldiers were found on the battlefield, except for the soldiers trapped in the northwest corner.

A tenacious will cannot replace the gap in strength. Seeing that more than 2,000 elite soldiers under his command soon became few, Moso, who knew that his fate had been settled, could not help but burst into tears. He did not expect that he would end up ruining his reputation after more than ten years of hard work. He was really unwilling to accept it.
Chapter completed!