"Why is there no movement in the town?" A slightly rude voice sounded in the dark. It was a short black grassland man, standing still not as tall as his horse's back.

"Heiwotu, don't be impatient. Since everything is arranged, we just need to wait patiently for them to give a signal. Moreover, we are surrounded by all sides, and no one can escape. Those people and food are the prey we have obtained." The person who spoke next to him was a marquee-looking and tall grassland man with his eyes full of passion for thirst and fighting.

"It's almost dawn, how can I not be in a hurry?" Heiwotu said.

"It's better to dawn. What we grassland men like most is to attack head-only and defeat them. How could those Han people in the Central Plains always like to use conspiracies to fight?"

"Hertulai, are you blaming us before, believing that they entered the Central Plains, and that they have not been able to return to the grassland yet?" Hewotu suddenly grinned.

"Don't you blame me? We used to openly break into the Central Plains, rob and leave. This time, we cooperated with the people of the Central Plains, but it seemed to be smooth. We snatched a lot of things, but the price was too high. We couldn't return to the grassland until today... I have decided that after snatching the food and letting the warriors in the ministry fill it, we will fight back to the grassland tomorrow. Even if there are a million troops behind, we can't stop us from returning to the grassland!"

"Okay, I'll be with you!"

At this point, the two of them were quiet again. Then, a red light suddenly flew up in the dark night sky ahead, which made their spirit suddenly cheer up: "They succeeded, the news is coming!" As soon as the words were spoken, a continuous red light flew into the air. It was a signal that had been agreed upon in the morning. The two tribal leaders' eyes flashed with light, and there was no more words. They shouted loudly: "Get on the horse, rush into the town! Kill them all, rob the food, and we can go back to the grassland!"

After ordering, hundreds of Guirong soldiers here moved quickly, bounced up, jumped onto the war horses, and amid the shouts, the people and horses were like dragons, all of them rushing towards the dark town like joy.

Although the Heiwotu was short, whether it was the speed of the horse or the movements on the horse, it was as neat as the flowing water. When the entire team rushed forward, he was even more steadily in front of him. However, Hetura, for the sake of safety, only stood in the middle of the entire stormtrooper, and then sprinted with the yelling of soldiers from all sides around him.

For a moment, there were shouts around Desheng Town at the same time, and countless horse hooves hit the ground, trampling the entire land to shake. All the Guirong soldiers blushed and made a sound of screaming, like staring at the evil dog with delicious fat, rushed over fiercely, and seemed to razing the entire town to the ground.

A distance of about ten miles, the horse that was urged by all strength was just a short distance. In less than a cup of tea, they rushed to the front of the town. Everyone either pulled out their scimitars or slapped the arrows, and made a full attack.

In their opinion, the momentum they made was enough to make everyone in the town feel scared. Maybe the town was already in chaos. After all, half of the people in the town are ordinary civilians, and their leader has been assassinated, and the morale of the army is in chaos. Are they still cattle and sheep waiting to be slaughtered?

But when they really came to the front of the town, the dark environment and silent town still made many people feel a little different pressure. This is too unreasonable. What about the chaotic scenes that had been agreed upon, and what about the people running around? They can't see these at all, and they can't even set the target of a person in the event. What happened?

Many people felt strange uneasy, but their forward steps did not slow down at all. They still rushed forward like arrows away from the string. When they arrived at the position they were in sight before, they suddenly clamped the side of the horse and controlled the horse to accelerate again, trying to rush into the town in one go.

As a result, the war horse below neighed, then tilted to one side, but garlic was mixed under his feet, causing his body to overturn. This time, it was completely beyond the expectations of all the cavalry rushing in the front, so the horse neighed and screamed, and after a moment, it turned into a terrifying hum of falling to the ground.

Heiwotu was at the front line, so naturally he was not spared. However, his reaction was faster than others. The moment the horse turned over, the man had already pressed it and quickly left the horse's back and bounced up. At the same time, the knife in his hand had decisively swung it to block the front. Sure enough, several cold arrows attacked, and the others were shot and screamed. He was safe and sound, and his body turned forward and moved forward again. Even without reducing his speed, he had already swept into the darkness ahead.

Then, a dark thing was blocked from his way, which suddenly broke his rush, and at the same time he felt confused. It was obvious that when he checked before, there was almost no obstruction around the town, but why did this half-man-high obstruction appear out of thin air?

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Just as he was stunned, two spear shadows suddenly whistled and stabbed in the black horn in front of him, and they rushed straight into Hewotu's chest. In fact, not only in front of him, but also spears were constantly stabbed out in other dark places. Then some of the Gui Rong cavalry who had fallen into a dizzy way were pierced through their bodies and fell into a pool of blood with screams.

However, the Heiwotu is extremely comparable to that of ordinary cavalry. Although he had not been on guard, he reacted very quickly. He immediately waved the knife in his hand and twisted his body at the same time. He was blocking the two spears, but he also let out a cold sweat, and then stepped back.

At this time, more cavalrymen behind him rushed in, accompanied by the familiar roar: "Ignite!" It was Hertu Lai, who was in the middle of the team, who was commanding the overall situation, hurriedly issued a response order after seeing that the situation was not good.

With this roar, more than ten torches had already lit up, illuminating the scene ahead, but it made many Guirong cavalry very frightened. Especially the Heiwotu, who was retreating rapidly, his face changed drastically.

This is not the defenseless town I saw before when I was investigating it. I saw that there were many gullies that were supposed to be flat in front of me, and two or three meters away from the edge of the town, and there were even holes on the edge of the gully.

No wonder the horse suddenly fell when it rushed to the front of the town. Obviously, many horses broke their legs between these ravines. The blockade that blocked him from rushing forward just now revealed his true appearance under the light of fire, but many stacked carts, such as those who were stacked, were not very tall. They were enough to cause considerable obstacles to the galloping and charging team.

What makes people even more troublesome is that there are gaps between these stacked "walls", which can just pierce spears out from the inside, causing considerable damage to the fallen cavalry, and many people even died.

Although this fortification made by urgent chapters looks simple, it is quite threatening, at least in the dark, it is enough to defend the small victorious town.

Sure enough, after seeing this defensive scene, many cavalrymen quickly stopped and did not dare to rush and attack again, and the offensive on this side quickly frozen.

The same situation also happened on the other three sides of the town. After paying a certain price, these Guirong cavalry who attacked like wolves and tigers stopped rushing, and then gathered silently, as if they were planning countermeasures, whether to fight or retreat, it was really difficult to make a decision for the time being.

Hertulai's expression became very serious, and this was indeed beyond his expectations. He thought that the people in this town had already fallen into the trap and had become lambs to be slaughtered, and could seize everything just by waiting for him to rush in. But now he realized that the situation was completely reversed, but he was caught in the trap. Obviously, the inner supporters in the town had fallen into the hands of the other party and explained everything truthfully, so that the other party would set up such a trap.

At this time, Desheng Town looked like a hedgehog that shone its back, and it would be difficult to attack it. But I really wouldn't be willing to give up and leave like this. After all, this is the largest batch of food they have been able to come into contact with in recent days.

Heiwotu retreated to everyone in a mess, and glared at him when he saw this: "What are you doing when you are standing there? Such a little defense is not a big city, let's just attack it!"

"Don't be reckless, the opponent defends well, and a strong attack will only increase our casualties." Hertulai quickly dissuaded.

"What are we afraid of? The most feared thing about our warriors on the grassland is to take risks and rush!" Heiwotu shouted disinterestedly, "Warriors of the Heiwo clan, follow me!" After roaring, he dragged someone beside him off the horse's back, went up with the trend, and rushed forward again.

Hetulai was stunned. Hundreds of cavalrymen were screaming and rushed forward with their leader, and then attracted others to follow. Even the soldiers of Hetu tribes were ready to move there. The Guirong tribes who were used to fighting on the grassland, the first thing that came to mind when encountering any enemy was to rush over and use the scimitar in his hand to slash it and smash it to pieces!

People have the same heart, so when Hertulai was still a little stunned, the killing sounds on the other three sides also sounded again, and the momentum was even greater than before. Thousands of cavalry roared, launching a new round of impact on the town in the simplest way.

Seeing this, Hetulai could only follow him. He immediately slapped his horse, raised the knife in his hand, and rushed forward with a scream: "Warriors, kill!"
Chapter completed!