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Chapter 191 Crackling and banging!
After a whole morning of delays, the two hundred cows are completely lost.

The cattle, sheep, and horse pens are right next to the camp.

It was practically under the noses of an army of 200,000.

No matter which direction they leave from, they will leave footprints and make noise.

So, all those cows really just vanished on the spot!

The conclusion has been reached.

But no one dared to believe it.

The truth is far more frightening than the fact that the cow is gone.

From Lingdan Khan down to the various commanders of ten thousand and one thousand, it was as if the god Jiyaqi had grabbed their throats and collectively silenced them.

They had considered it.

They attributed the two hundred missing cows to the true god Giyaki.

It could even be said that these two hundred cows were offerings from the great shaman to the true god.

But even Lingdan Khan himself was afraid.

They feared that some strange events might occur on the march ahead, and even the true gods could not cover them up.

Furthermore, it is baseless accusation against the true God, Giyaki.

The true God has punished the entire grassland; who can bear this responsibility?

After much deliberation, Lingdan Khan and others missed the best opportunity to manage this crisis of faith.

The mysterious disappearance of the cattle, after a morning of fermentation, wove a great net called fear, shrouding the hearts of every cavalryman.

The marching pace slowed down by another three points in the afternoon.

Night travel is no longer an option!

Safety is everything.

There are five times more people keeping watch around the livestock at night than before.

The cavalrymen basically ate and slept with their warhorses, never daring to let them out of their sight for even a moment.

Fortunately, in the following days, thanks to everyone's vigilance, no similar strange things happened again.

Lingdan Khan and the commander of ten thousand men also dispatched three thousand light cavalry to scout ahead of the column and clear the way.

We are determined to nip all hidden dangers in the bud.
Five days later, in the evening.

The 200,000-strong army arrived at the most famous strange rock valley in southern Mongolia.

This place is only two hundred miles away from Junma Mountain, the closest border to the State of Bei.

Crossing the valley, it only takes a day and a night to reach Akagi-guchi, the southernmost point of Junma Mountain.

The mountain is composed of giant reddish-brown rocks, with the highest peak not exceeding 500 meters. It runs north-south and is about 40 miles long.

The oddly shaped rocks, weathered by wind and rain and swept by mountain torrents, possess a majestic and weathered beauty under the spring sunset.

The most shocking thing is...

Scattered among the cliffs and valleys are seven freshwater lakes of varying sizes.

Such freshwater lake clusters are extremely rare in the deserts and grasslands where spring is dry, and they are hidden in such valleys.

Just because something is little known doesn't mean it's unknown to people.

As a descendant of the Golden Family, which once unified the grasslands, Lingdan Khan was intimately familiar with the resources of the various tribes in southern Mongolia.

He specifically chose this marching route to replenish his freshwater supply in this valley.

The lead warhorses, having already caught a whiff of fresh water in the air, took off running towards the middle of the valley.

"Da da da"

"Da da da"

"Da da da"

The cavalrymen followed closely behind on horseback.

In just over half an hour, one-third of the cavalry had successfully entered the valley.

The horses and people running at the front had already seen those shimmering, crystal-clear lakes.

Covered in dust and parched with hunger, they had shed their somber mood of the past few days, and their tone became cheerful:
"There's water! There's fresh water!"

"Seven lakes, enough water for all of us to drink!"

"Keep up, hurry up and keep up!"

My goodness, this is the kind of water humans should drink! Just by looking at how clear this lake is, you can tell the water must be sweet.

The lake is very close by.

The warhorses' ears twitched from side to side, and they neighed loudly along with their masters.

"Hehehehehehe. Hehehe."

The joyful sounds of warhorses echoed through the valley.

Before the echoes had even subsided, a series of sounds suddenly emanated from the cliffs and valleys all around.

"Crackling and popping, banging and popping."

"Boom boom boom boom boom."

"Crackling and popping. Crashing and booming."

The sudden noises from all directions startled the northern cavalrymen who had just entered the valley.

Listen carefully with your ears.
not good!

It sounds like the muskets of the Bei army!
It seemed that the sound of muskets was mixed with the sound of cannons.

It's over, it's over!
They've been ambushed! They've definitely been ambushed!

The Bei army actually fooled the three thousand cavalry scouts who were surveying ahead.

Where exactly are these people hiding in the rock crevice?

fight back!

Yes, we must fight back!
Shoot all their musketeers dead!
Before the cavalry could even draw their bows and crossbows to retaliate...

The warhorses they were riding then exhibited a stress response.

Even the occasional high-pitched or harsh sound reaching the horses' ears can cause them panic.

Not to mention the constant crackling sound right now.

Danger!

very dangerous!

Friends, old buddies, run! Run!
Those horses that had charged ahead, whose necks hadn't yet had a chance to rise, were now straining to tilt their heads back.

Its front hooves were raised high, its eyes rolled upwards, and it stared wide-eyed.

It made a series of humming sounds coming from its nose, accompanied by a trembling tone!

The warhorses could no longer see their companions, nor did they care about their masters on their backs.

They blindly charged recklessly through the valley.

Some people used too much force and knocked the old guy in front of them flying.

Some horses charged in the wrong direction and crashed headfirst into cliffs, their heads bleeding profusely and their ears ringing.

Most of the warhorses threw their owners off their backs as they galloped away.

A horse in a seizure is not so easy to control!

The cavalrymen who fell from their horses only had time to let out a scream before being trampled into a bloody pulp by hundreds of warhorses charging up from behind.

The warhorse went mad.

Completely crazy!
In the narrow, strangely shaped mountain valley, the largest livestock stampede in the valley's history took place.

The main force, which had not yet entered the valley, was so frightened that they all dismounted. The cavalrymen desperately pulled on the reins, and the scene was briefly out of control.

Outside the valley, things were in complete chaos.

Blood flowed into a lake in the valley.

Only half an hour had passed.

Apart from the first thousand or so riders who ran out, more than 40,000 warhorses were either killed or seriously injured in the stampede.

The cavalrymen caught in the crossfire were in even worse shape than the horses.

Almost none of them were standing!
The culprit behind this major accident with casualties was more than a hundred miniature crystal core speakers, each no bigger than a baby's fist.

The rocks in the valley have a unique effect of amplifying, transmitting, and creating a three-dimensional surround sound.

The sound of firecrackers playing on a loop from these speakers is used by the Post-Apocalyptic Eastern Base to scare away and drive away the mutated monsters.

Gan Minglan had previously experimented with the wild horse Ma Wang, and almost scared Ma Wang to death.

Use this ultimate move in the valley of the strange rock mountain.

When the crystal core speaker with its automatic on/off time set is turned on...
(End of this chapter)