Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 1152 The pit is 213 meters deep
More than one tent was on fire. In the billowing smoke and flames, there were loud cries, but also proud, arrogant, unscrupulous laughter. Those bandits who rushed from left to right and charged into the flames were all dressed in grassland people's attire. Grabbing food, driving cattle and sheep, brandishing a big knife, shouting words that Mo Jiu couldn't understand.

Most of the herdsmen in the grassland live in groups, and they all have weapons for self-defense. During the frenzied burning and looting by the bandits, the men are resisting with weapons, and children, women and the elderly are stealing behind, crying Shouting, shouting, piercing—

At first glance, Mo Jiu saw that there were hundreds of bandits...

With such a number of people, how can they be bandits?It is clearly already an armed force on the grassland.

"Too arrogant!" She took out a fire thunderbolt, turned her head to greet Mo Wang and the others, and was about to rush forward while the chaos was in full swing, but the herdsmen in the crowd shouted again.

Mo Jiu paused for a moment, before rushing to the front, he saw a group of Beimeng soldiers rushing over.

They were dressed in armor, wielding big knives, yelling something loudly, rushed forward without saying a word, and fought with a group of bandits.

"It seems that we don't need to take action for the time being?"

There are official organizations, and there is no need for their non-governmental organizations.

Moreover, with so many people mixed together, it is easy to cause accidental injury with firearms.

Mo Jiu raised her eyebrows and looked at the burning tents.

The herdsmen are all old neighbors, and they pitched their tents relatively close together. Once the fire caught fire, one after another, the wind helped the fire spread, and it quickly spread out of control.

After a trip, she couldn't do nothing.

Mo Jiu thought about it, and said softly, "Brother, let's organize people to put out the fire."

"Okay." Mo Wang responded, and led a few disciples over.

It is human nature to put out fire when there is fire.But no matter what you do, someone needs to lead the way.The herdsmen were suddenly attacked, and their minds were already confused. The crowd was noisy, crying, and no one came out to organize the big event of putting out the fire.Mo Wang went over and said something to some elders among the herdsmen, and the herdsmen spontaneously rescued the tents that had not been burnt out under his organization to prevent the fire from spreading...

Mo Jiu didn't go there.

Leading Cao Yuan, she held a firebolt in her hand and watched the battle from a distance.

This group of Beimeng soldiers who fought against the bandits were very vigorous, and there were a few familiar faces among them.

Among them, the strong man who looked like a general was the guy who asked her for directions last night.

Obviously, they are well-trained people.

But fighting with these prairie bandits, I didn't see how much advantage they took.

And when the thieves see the officers and soldiers, shouldn't they all be scared to shit, right?
These bandits are killing more and more fiercely. How can they retreat?
Are they really just bandits?
Full of doubts, Mo Jiu saw that the small number of Beimeng soldiers were gradually losing ground, and was thinking about whether to go to help out, when there was another swift sound of horseshoes outside Gacha Village.Immediately afterwards, amidst the hustle and bustle of the crowd, a group of well-equipped Northern Meng cavalry suddenly arrived from the sky, seemingly thousands of people, and soon surrounded Gacha Village and entered the ranks of bandits.

This reversal is too fast, right?

Mo Jiu couldn't help being stunned.

As far as she knows, Gacha Village is mainly herders, and there is no Beimeng military garrison nearby, except that it is close to Yinshan Mountain, and it is the secluded place of Prince Su He, it is no different from ordinary grassland villages.

Where did this large number of cavalry come from?
Judging from their speed, the distance must not be far.

(End of this chapter)