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Chapter 29 Wolf Pack Tactics

"The boss has brought back all the bosses, a total of thirty-six horses, all of which are fat and strong."

Luo Daniu approached Qin Chuan and said happily, grinning with his rotten teeth and smirking like Lao Huang.

Seeing his fierce and vicious honor, Qin Chuan smiled and felt a little cunning, so he looked away, looked at the sun that was about to sink in the sky, and said, "Send a few brothers to take them to eat some grass, and then take them back to the mine after a half-quarters of an hour, and then ask them to bring some torches and turbulence from the mine."

"Let the lynx go back to Mengjiazhuang to report that Bashanhu will definitely go to Loufan tonight and ask the villagers in the town to take refuge in the village, especially the Wang family. Even if they are tied up, they will have to build the Wang family's people into the village. Then send a few brothers to order two hundred young and strong villagers and bring more stones into the Wang family courtyard."

"The tigers in Bashan are trapped and lack horses. They will definitely not dare to return to Huangcong Mountain in the dark, nor will they dare to attack Mengjiazhuang. In addition to Mengjiazhuang, the entire Loufan has a high wall and some defense capabilities. He will most likely go to take Wangjiazhuang."

"Okay."

Luo Daniu took the order and left.

Qin Chuan looked at the group of Bashanhu in the distance, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Bashanhu, you bald man. If you don’t tear a few pieces of meat tonight, I will go back to the 21st century to become a loser.

After eating some grass, after a quarter of an hour, the horses under Bashanhu finally recovered some strength. He immediately asked his subordinates to set off and continued to line up the square formation to slowly advance towards Loufan Town.

The thirty or so unlucky guys who were not horses trotted all the way behind.

As soon as Bashanhu set off, Qin Chuan also moved, and took the Sixteen Riders to hang slowly behind like followers, while several others guarded the horses behind and waited for darkness before following.

When the sun sets on the horizon, there is still a large red cloud hanging in the sky, rich and long, like a rolling river of blood. The bleak autumn Luliang Mountains are shrouded in blood, and it is even more like a purgatory on earth.

Tonight, in the future, this land is destined to flow into a river.

The moon is rarely seen in winter nights in the north. When it was completely dark, more than 20 subordinates of Bashanhu handed the reins of their horses to their companions. They were blind and could not see anything at night. The horses could see the road, but they were afraid that the horses would run around, so they could only lead them by their companions.

Loufanma's endurance was reflected in this extraordinary period. He only took a rest for a quarter of an hour and walked for half an hour, he was still full of horsepower and had not yet looked tired. People walking could keep up for the time being.

However, the Mongolian horses that Qin Chuan and the others sat down had more endurance.

Moreover, just in case, the people he brought out this time were not blind. The old bandits in Jiujishan used to live a good life and ate enough meat, and few people had chicken blindness.

The brothers who brought the horses back to the mine came back, brought a lot of torches and turbulent oil from the mine, and also transferred to the physically energetic horses in the mine. In addition to the bobcats who rushed back to Mengjiazhuang to report the news, Qin Chuan had another twenty-one riders.

This time, Qin Chuan plans to attack fire.

First, I asked my subordinates to find a lot of weeds, knead them into balls, stuff them into pieces, increase the weight, tie them with a straw rope and drizzle them with tinder oil, and each person has three straw balls, and carry them with a straw rope.

When night fell completely, Qin Chuan moved and still launched an attack from the direction of Bashanhu against the wind.

In ancient times, marching was most afraid of night attacks. Even if they were prepared, the people of Bashan tigers still heard the sound of horse hooves.

The Bashanhu shouted a few times before calming down his subordinates, and then ordered the queue in an orderly manner.

This time he did not intend to defend passively, nor did he plan to dismount. Instead, he wanted to fight against Qin while the mount was still strong.

The Qin surnamed Qin is only about twenty riders, and he still has more than one hundred riders. He rushed over and drowned the bitch.

But he faced a problem, that is, those subordinates who were blind, would definitely not be able to fight. If they rushed over, they would only fight with their own people and kill each other.

So, Bashanhu left the blind subordinates of more than 20 chickens in place, and asked more than 30 without mounts to circle them, leaving more than 40 cavalry to protect them, and only one hundred cavalry to rush around them.

In order to prevent being penetrated by the other party, he crafted twenty people into a row, with a total of five rows. The cross-section was not wide, but the other party had only twenty riders, which was enough.

Of course, Qin Chuan would not be so stupid as to hedge against Bashanhu. At a distance of 100 steps, he lit a grass ball, and the twenty-one of his subordinates also lit a grass ball.

At seventy steps, he carried the rope and threw the grass balls that were burning into fireballs for several times, and threw the hundred riders of Bashanhu who were rushing towards the opposite side. Then he used the same trick again, whistling sharply, turning his horse's head and galloping to the left.

The twenty-one behind him followed suit, and they threw out fireballs, then rang out pots and pans and roared to the left.

The fireball flew in the air for three seconds. In this short period of time, the Bashanhu people rushed to another twenty or thirty steps, and as a result, most of the fireballs fell just under their feet.

The war horses naturally saw fire, but as soon as the twenty or soaked grass balls fell to the ground, the weeds disperse everywhere, and the fire suddenly surged, like a sudden burst of fire. It was particularly terrifying in the dark night, and the war horses rushing in front were frightened, either kicking and neighing, or running around.

The people behind were unable to regain their reins, or they either knocked the ones in front and rushed directly into the fire spreading among the dead grass everywhere, which was also shocked the horses and neighed.

The mount of Bashanhu was also so shocked that he jumped around. After finally holding it back, he looked back and saw five or six horses falling on the ground, and more than a dozen people were knocked down or frightened horses.

There were still more than a dozen men who could not hold back their frightened mounts and were led around the mountains and fields.

The Qin surnamed avoided the hedge against him and quickly circled back, chasing his subordinates who were left alone because the horses were out of control.

Bashanhu's eyes were red, and he raised his knife and roared: "Everyone came to gather here and rushed over and cut off the bitch who were raised!"

The one hundred riders he brought out were less than seventy riders left. After finally controlling the mount, he hurried over to gather.

Seeing him assembled a team, Qin Chuan was too lazy to pay attention to it and continued to command the troops to chase and kill the lonely ones, and took the opportunity to gather away the fleeing horses.

When Bashanhu led his subordinates to kill him, Qin Chuan ran away with his subordinates.

Although Bashanhu's men rode the faster Loufan horses, their horsepower gradually became less powerful and they could not catch up with those full-strength Mongolian horses, and they had the momentum to get further and further away from chasing.

Seeing that the mount began to sweat, Bashanhu had to gather his lonely subordinates and go back to rest.

Qin Chuan got more than a dozen horses in this wave. After two subordinates led the horses to a valley to eat grass, he continued to harass Bashanhu with his remaining subordinates.

In this way, Bashanhu chased him and ran away, and when the other party didn't chase him, he would go over to harass him.

After throwing the remaining two rounds of fireballs, more than a dozen mounts on the Bashanhu were frightened, either dropping the bandits on the horse or running around with the bandits coming out.

The Bashanhu was so angry that he almost slaughtered all the war horses. Fortunately, his subordinates tried to stop him, otherwise they would not be able to return to Huangcongshan. The dozens of miles were enough for the other party to chew them out of exhaustion one by one.

Bashanhu had no choice but to grit his teeth and swallow his anger into his stomach, and took his men to rush to Loufan while dealing with Qin Chuan's harassment.

After persisting for half an hour, he finally saw the lights of Lou Fan.

However, he had already lost more than 80 war horses. Except for a few who died and injured, most of the rest fell into Qin Chuan's hands.

He also had more than 30 fewer subordinates, a few of whom were killed by falling to death, and most of them were taken out by frightened war horses and then intercepted by Qin Chuan.

Although the losses were heavy, Bashanhu finally breathed a sigh of relief. When he arrived in Loufan Town, he didn't have to worry about being raised by Qin Chuan's bitch like a wolf, and he came up to bite from time to time.

He only needs to enter the town and defend with the house to resist Qin Chuan. It is best to take down the Wang family courtyard. With more than 100 people guarding the courtyard more than two meters high, he will definitely not be able to attack without four or five hundred people. Even if he can attack, he will inevitably suffer heavy losses.

Qin Chuan can fight only more than 30 old bandits. The hundreds of newly recruited refugees are not afraid of. Just one rush can make the skinny refugees escape completely.

After he rested for a night, he could return to Huangcongshan safely with enough horsepower the next day.
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