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The trembling sound of the scimitar tearing through the wind and snow, clear and harsh, overcame the howling cold wind in the sky.
The Black Capricorn King Muye held his sword high, his stern eyes fixed on the broken Black Stone Castle below.A thousand of his Jie tribe's elite cavalry were arrayed neatly, their black armors connected together, like iron beasts dormant in the snowy fields, and their murderous aura enveloped the entire lonely castle.
Those who can be brought by Mu Ye to fight in person are all the elites of the Black Jie headquarters, and the fighting skills of each of them are far superior to the ordinary Jie soldiers who climbed over the wall to harass them before.
Thousands of cavalry charged in formation, the impact force was enough to smash several times the infantry wall, and flatten this small fort with broken walls without any effort at all.
Zhou Scarzi had just finished moving a pile of dry firewood and ran back to the wall. He looked at the orderly and solemn array of Jie cavalry below, with an extremely ugly expression on his face: "This is King Jie's personal guard cavalry. They are famous for fighting to the death in northern Xinjiang. They never leave prisoners behind and never retreat from the formation."
"Facing this force, we have a narrow escape."
The morale that the soldiers had just ignited suddenly sank again.
There is a huge disparity in numbers. The opponent's cavalry is all equipped with armor and blades, and they have been battle-hardened for a long time. All of our own are wounded, their weapons are incomplete, and they have no armor and no support. The chance of winning is slim.
Only Su Jin's eyes did not change, still calm and cold.
The other side would not directly encircle and crush them, giving them the opportunity to delay and warn reinforcements.
As long as the thick smoke can hold up until the reinforcements notice something is wrong, and as long as they can withstand the first round of thunderous charges, they will have a way to survive.
"Move quickly! Pile all the firewood and pour the remaining vegetable oil in the fort!" Su Jin turned to the backyard and shouted.
Zhou Scarzi immediately responded and led his men to pour all the remaining jars of low-quality vegetable oil on the pile of dry firewood.
The wind and snow were so strong that ordinary firewood would be easily extinguished by burning it. Mixed with grease, the smoke would be thick enough and long-lasting enough to penetrate the layers of wind and snow and reach the sight of the reinforcements several miles away.
On the snowy field below, Mu Ye looked at the actions of everyone in the castle with cold eyes, and the sneer on his lips became even worse.
He understood the intentions of these remnant soldiers.
Burning smoke as a warning, they wanted to stop Dayong's reinforcements from wandering to their death.
He was a little surprised that there were only about 20 remnant soldiers who dared to counterattack and disrupt the situation in a desperate situation.
"Some guts."
Muye murmured a few words in a low voice, the arm holding the knife slowly lowered, and his cold voice spread throughout the entire army.
"The vanguard of hundreds of cavalry, charge! Flatten the wall and kill all the defenders!"
When the order falls, it moves like thunder.
One hundred Black Capricorn knights clamped the horse's belly at the same time, and the war horse raised its hooves and ran wildly. The iron hoofs crushed the thick snow, making a loud roar.
The sound of horse hooves gathered in one place, getting closer and closer, the ground shook slightly, and the black cavalry rushed straight towards the front wall of Blackstone Castle like a sharp arrow.
On horseback, Jie Bing leaned down and lowered his center of gravity, controlling the horse with one hand and holding the scimitar tightly with the other. His eyes were fierce and bloodthirsty, and he was ready to climb the wall and kill him during the charge.
On top of the wall, everyone tensed up and their palms were covered in cold sweat.
"Form up! Guard the front!" Su Jin shouted in a deep voice.
Chen Shitou led several soldiers and placed all the collected gravel and broken spears next to the wall stacks. They formed groups of two and clung to the wall, holding their breath and staring at the charging cavalry.
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