Just when Dragon Boat Festival, Kyujoguchi Kita-xu and Fushe were sent to the Xiaoqingshan area to bury landmines, the leader of Wugan, and the leader of Wugan, and a group of cavalry, had already arrived near the Broken Soul Valley on the Mongolian grassland.

The leader of Wugan held the reins, and the war horse under his crotch stepped on the hooves uneasily, and his mane sounded in the strong wind.

Wugan narrowed her eagle-like eyes and stared at the mountains that stretched for dozens of miles in the distance and asked, "What is there?"

The sound of iron armor colliding came from behind, and Anda, Nathan, of Wugan, urged him to step forward and replied half a step: "Report to the great leader, it is the Soul-Breaking Valley."

"Soul-Breaking Valley?"

The leader of Wugan murmured and asked, "Is it the Broken Soul Valley where the Tieler tribe broke into sand three hundred years ago, and buried the caravan in an avalanche last winter, and even the horse bones could not be picked up?"

Nathan replied quickly: "Yes, the big leader."

The leader of Wugan nodded slightly and said, "The Broken Soul Valley is also a dangerous place on the grassland."

Speaking of this, he pointed to the direction of the Broken Soul Valley with a whip and said, "Send the scout to take a look."

"yes!"

Nathan immediately bowed, pressed his right hand on his left chest to salute, and then turned his horse's head to pass the order.

It was not long since time was gone, and more than a dozen Mongolian cavalry suddenly separated from the cavalry, and then headed straight for the Broken Soul Valley like arrows.

When I was young, the sound of horse hooves came to an abrupt end in the Soul-Breaking Valley.

At this time, they had already penetrated one kilometer deep in the Broken Soul Valley. The terrain was dangerous. A large amount of mud and stone collapsed below the cliffs on both sides of the valley, blocking their view.

The scout captain Eji narrowed his eyes and looked at the valley that had been dyed golden under the sunset, indicating that the team should stop.

Thirteen war horses were squirting white air and stomping on the spot, and the iron hooves rubbed against the gravel to create fine sparks.

The valley was abnormally quiet, and even the sound of the wind was covered with a certain uneasy atmosphere.

“There is something weird.”

Eji's deputy Bartel lowered his voice and unconsciously touched the Type 38 rifle behind him.

However, at this moment, a gunshot suddenly came, and the scout in front suddenly exclaimed a short scream. The war horse under his crotch suddenly knelt on the ground, and one leg was actually penetrated by a bullet.

The war horse roared because of the pain, and the cavalry was also thrown off the horse.

Bang bang! Bang!

At the same time, more bullets came, and cavalry and war horses were shot one after another.

Seeing this, Eji quickly ordered loudly: "Retreat! Retreat quickly, there is an ambush!"

But it was too late at this time. At the height of the valleys on both sides, people wearing Mongolian battle robes suddenly appeared, and they shot at them with random shots.

As the war horses neighed, the scouts turned their horses and left desperately.

But the enemy's bullets were too dense, and the cavalry that fell behind were shot.

Bater's war horse was also hit by three bullets, and he fell out during the rush forward.

Bartel was agile. While flying out with the war horse, he rolled forward and finally didn't fall too ugly.

However, before he could get up from the ground, he was hit by a stray bullet and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Batter!"

When Eji saw this scene, he turned his horse back to save the person. Bartel was his best Anda.

But at this moment, Bartel tried his best and shouted with blood: "Go away, I can't live anymore. Help me take care of my family!"

Eji also knew that Bater could not be saved anymore, so he responded fiercely, then beat the horse hard and headed straight for the valley entrance.

But at this moment, two teams of cavalry suddenly appeared from both sides of the entrance to the Broken Soul Valley.

These cavalry also wore Mongolian battle robes.

Eji was furious and cursed angrily: "This group of dog traitors! Follow me to fight out!"

Eji pulled out the sword at his waist, and the remaining five people also pulled out the sword and rushed towards the surrounding cavalry!

Eji's blade drew a red arc under the setting sun, and the iron hooves of the war horse shattered the gravel at the entrance of the valley.

He saw the wolf-headed flag of the cavalry opposite flying in the strong wind, and the familiar Mongolian battle robes were embroidered with the unique totems of the Alba tribe.

Eji roared in his throat: "For the honor of the Wugan Tribe! Kill!"

Eji was in front, and the other four scouts quickly lined up behind Eji, forming a goose-shaped formation, and collided with the enemy fiercely.

The young scout on the far left suddenly twisted his waist and turned his body on the horse's back, and grabbed the enemy's slash with bare hands.

The blood beads splattered along his skin wrist guards, but took advantage of the enemy's sword to pull the opponent off his horse. Eji's sword fell down at the right time, slashing the traitor and his men and armor into two pieces.

"Towards the east!"

Eji's roar was mixed with blood foam. There was a crack two meters wide on the mountain wall on the east side, which was the only way to survive when retreating.

But the traitors were obviously prepared, and three war horses suddenly bumped from the side, rushing Eji's formation into pieces.

Eji was whipped hard on his right shoulder, which made half of his arm unable to move, and even the saber in his hand flew out.

The scout Nasen was suddenly pierced through his neck by a stray arrow. At the last moment, he rode his horse into the enemy formation and knocked two traitors down.

"My Lord, I can't use my knife anymore!..."

Na Sen also fell off his horse because of the collision just now, and a feather arrow pierced through his neck, and he could no longer survive.

So he ignited the grenade on his waist with one hand, and threw his sword with the other hand towards Eji, who had lost the sword.

Eji's eyes almost burst out from bleeding and tears. He took the sword, endured the pain in his arms, knocked the traitor who was about to wave the whip again, and then continued to rush eastward.

At this time, only three scouts were left behind him.

Among them, Harichaga's left arm disappeared. He took out the grenade at his waist with a blood-burning hand, then pulled off the safety pull ring with his teeth, and threw it hard behind him.

"boom!"

A violent explosion came, and the explosion instantly submerged the enemy troops behind him. Eji took the opportunity to rush into the cracks in the canyon.

But at this moment, I suddenly heard a creeping sound of bone cracks coming from behind. The seventeen-year-old scout Wu Liji was wrapped around his ankle by a rope and dragged it under the horse.

Wu Liji's head hit the gravel floor heavily, making a sound of bone cracks.

Harichaga, who had just thrown out the grenade, was hit in the back of the back of the grenade. He spurted blood and fell down on the horse.

Seeing this, Erji bit his teeth into pieces.

He was about to urge his only remaining brother, Alatan, to leave quickly. However, Alatan suddenly turned his horse's head and rushed towards the enemy's formation in the dense rain of bullets.

Alatan laughed heroically: "Ejianda, go first, tell the leader of Wugan about what happened here, Alatan, go first!"
Chapter completed!