Black Iron Crown

"Sound of horseshoes?" A prairie man walking in the front frowned, looking around, very sensitive to the looming sound of horseshoes.

The other cavalry also showed surprise, and drew out the scimitars around their waists to be on guard.

As time went by, the sound of horseshoes became louder and louder, like a torrential rain, like thunder.

The war horses under the crotch of these prairie people were also a little nervous, and they snorted one after another.

"It can't be a friendly army. There is no second food requisition team nearby! It can only be the enemy!" The grassland man who led the team immediately reacted and shouted: "Get ready to fight! It must be Rhett The Karen knights are coming!"

They had also seen the knights of the Leiner vassals before. At the beginning, the invasion was only a small infiltration, so the vassals sent knights to meet them.

The combat effectiveness of the knights is naturally not limited. Although these prairie people are also cavalry, after all, they don’t need to do everything. The only responsibility is to train the knights on weekdays. There is still a big gap in combat effectiveness. .

Therefore, some small groups of troops were directly defeated by the oncoming knights. It was not until the large troops arrived that the lords chose to hide in the castle and not confront them head-on.

Therefore, the leader of the food requisition team seemed very nervous. It was not easy to rely on the mobility of the horse to escape. The knights often took off their horse armor in order to fight against them.

Their war horses are all explosive breeds, which are naturally different from the stamina horses on the grassland. Only when the knights can't catch up with them within ten minutes can they escape smoothly.

Other prairie people also knew this, and they all drew out the scimitars around their waists. In the past, because the prairie was not far from the northern border, and there were a few iron mines in it.

Therefore, although iron armor seems very luxurious, iron pots and iron knives are not unaffordable burdens.

They are all ready to be buried here. For Nayan who has already taken advantage, such an escape is unforgivable, even for a small tribe attached to Nayan, let alone his headquarters. Boss gone.

"Forty...fifty..." This group of cavalry rode on their horses and listened attentively. Although they didn't deal with horses all the time, they could still tell the number of enemies by listening to the sound.

"Five...fifty knights?" The chain armor of the food requisition team leader, which was originally red from the cold, became bloodless. He didn't know how he would deal with such a large number of enemies.

Although I have brought more than 50 people with me, but after all, they are all poor herdsmen. How do they compare with those professional soldiers?

At this moment, his heart sank to the bottom.

Tillihan wore a prairie-style tasseled helmet on his head, and he wore leather armor and half-length chain armor. Most of the cavalry and archers behind him were also like this. In order to maintain flexibility and light mobility, they seldom carried heavy loads.

When he appeared in front of the prairie cavalry with his team, he couldn't help but surprised the other party.

Because they found that this group of people did not seem to be knights with spears and long swords in terms of equipment.

Although the style of the scimitar hanging at the waist is somewhat different from theirs, the principle is generally the same, and the bow held by the opponent is also something that group of knights have never carried.

"Perhaps...they are not those powerful knights!"

A gleam of hope rose in the hearts of the prairie people. Although the opponent's weapons and equipment were still much better than their own, Dabu and the others at least had a fight.

The black tassel on Tilihan's helmet shook wildly and violently, and the strong wind penetrated into his body along every gap in his clothes. He took out a flat arrow from the quiver on the horse's back and put it on the bowstring.

To deal with this group of unarmored enemies, there is no need for triangular arrows.

Seeing the officer's movements, the cavalry and archers behind him followed suit and drew their bowstrings in the same way.

Without Tilihan's orders, this group of horse archers who are skilled in bows and horses consciously formed a line formation, which not only reduced the discipline of accidentally injuring comrades in arms, but also spread the lethality of shooting.

"This...they can shoot bows on horseback?" The prairie cavalry who also started galloping looked at each other's movements and had such doubts and confusion in their hearts.

I have to say that this group of nomads is too immature and primitive compared to the Kugits or the prototype Mongolians of the Kugits.

Even the Kazakhs in Central Asia or the Finns and Huns in Eastern Europe, that is, the Hungarians, are far apart.

Not only the number of horses is not as good as the nomads of Leiner's previous life, but the quality is also the same. Their aggressiveness and bloodthirsty are also far inferior, and most herdsmen only use war horses as a common means of transportation, except for grazing and migrating horses. Apart from riding slowly for a while, there is no other in-depth practice.

Coupled with the harsh living environment and low survival rate on the grassland, there are not many opportunities for tribal melee to occur on the huge grassland.

In addition, there were not many times of plundering, which led to their aggressiveness and combat effectiveness being inferior to the nomads of Leiner's previous life, but they simply maintained the aggressive nature of some ethnic groups with harsh environments.

Therefore, they were naturally afraid when they met the Kugit people who regarded war horses as family members. There were at least a dozen horses in a herdsman family.

Just when they were amazed, the distance between the two sides had been shortened to tens of meters, and they had just finished accelerating.

The distance of thirty to forty meters is just right for riding a bow.

Tillihan let go of the bowstring, and the arrow was instantly ejected by the force of the bow arm.

Fifty arrows fell on the prairie man at this moment.

After just one round of shooting, five people screamed and fell off their horses.

But just when the group of prairie cavalry thought they could use their strength in close combat, Tillihan suddenly waved his hand.

These cavalrymen divided into two groups and galloped to the side, not fighting them at all.

"This is too shameless!"

This is the voice of every prairie person now.

Where have they seen such a formation? The nomads in the north are weak because of the cold and lack of resources. They are not as strong as the nomads in the south. They have experienced the sweep of the empire.

Think that fighting is a straight forward ride on horseback, and then chop off your head with a knife.

Faced with such tactics, they have no idea what to do.

"Act separately! Catch them!"

Seeing that the enemy dared not confront him head-on, the leader of the food requisition team thought that they were afraid of him, so he confidently asked the grassland cavalry under his command to divide into two groups to chase the cowardly enemies.

Anyway, I am riding a prairie horse with great endurance. If I chase for a long time, I am not afraid that I will not be able to catch up with the enemy. As long as I catch up with them, it will definitely be a hearty hacking!

Tillihan didn't know what the other party was thinking, and he was overjoyed to see this scene.

He has never seen anything comparable to the stamina of a prairie horse under his crotch.

Now that I meet someone who is tough enough to compete with me in endurance, I feel really happy in my heart.