Mount and Blade Central Asia

Li Rufeng nodded, and everyone immediately dismounted.

The Mughals were a nation of horsemen, and they only had to comfort the horses a little, and these large animals became quiet, following their masters obediently without a word.

"I have experience in jungle warfare, let me go ahead."

Maritan took the initiative to speak, and after getting Li Rufeng's consent, she directly untied the chain mail, wearing only the armor underneath, handed her horse to another bodyguard, walked in front alone, and soon disappeared into the forest.

Jungle warfare is indeed the weak point of these Mughals. This time, Li Rufeng only intends to bully them by relying on morale and the quality of the soldiers, but now that there are scouts ahead, it is naturally better.

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Author's note: The Ottoman Empire 1299-1923 finally arrived, but I'm a little disappointed. Compared to what I thought was a historical document, it's more like a narrative document like the Book of Kings. The references to historical facts and data are almost zero... It's too Spring and Autumn style, which is annoying.

Chapter 220 Execution-style Killing

For some reason, Lao She always felt uneasy, but he couldn't think of any mistakes.

The body of Gray Wolf Ibaier has been dealt with, and his closest confidants have been sent out early. Now, except for a few veterans who were once the Royal Guards, the rest of the people in the village are basically good-for-nothings.

Lao She just told them that they could drink as much as they wanted today, and the group of people didn't care about anything else.

Is there something wrong with the dark wizard?

The old snake thought about it and found that the only person in the whole village that he could not control was the black wizard. His origin was mysterious and his purpose was unknown. The only thing that was certain was that he had no good intentions towards his group of people.

This is a very realistic thing. Old Snake would never imagine that a group of rough guys like them could make friends with dark wizards. Both sides are just getting what they need.

He felt that the only truth the black wizard said was that he had a grudge against the leader of the Mongolian group. When the black wizard said this, the hatred that came from his heart could not be disguised.

That's why Lao She chose to cooperate with the other party. They now have a common enemy.

Of course, perhaps they cannot be considered enemies. After all, the other party is the leader of the Mughals and now rules the city of Aleppo. They are not qualified to be the other party's enemy.

The old snake killed the gray wolf so easily, but he actually had another idea in mind: what if... what if the Mongols came with a strong force, he could still surrender with the gray wolf's head.

Gray Wolf has committed too many bloody crimes on the trade routes in recent years, and killing him is not enough to appease the public anger.

Feeling uneasy, Lao She patrolled the village again. Looking at the soldiers who were drunk and staggering, Lao She did not find any problems.

It seemed that nothing could threaten his plan, but it was this intuition that saved his life on the battlefield.

Everything went smoothly...except that the village's internal defenses were now empty. Lao She suddenly realized what he was worried about. If someone attacked the village now, they simply did not have enough manpower to defend it.

But when he realized the problem, the old snake felt relieved.

He only needs a few days, no, three days at most to completely take control of the entire village!

Then, I'll find a reason to make Gray Wolf's death an accident. On the one hand, I'll cooperate with the black wizard to see if he's really that magical and can definitely kill the Mughal lord. On the other hand, I'll secretly contact the lord and find a way out...

It was just a defense gap of one or two days. Old Snake boldly gathered a table of good wine and meat with his confidants, ready to indulge in lust in the daytime after eating and drinking. A group of new women had recently come to the village, and he had not tasted several of them yet, otherwise there would be nothing worth playing with in the second round.

In this way, the old snake suppressed the uneasiness in his heart with desire and fell into the land of tenderness.

At this time, Li Rufeng and his group, led by Reyes, had entered the sphere of influence of the Grey Wolf Village.

"There was a secret sentry up ahead, a rookie, and I took him out." Maritan walked back quietly, without a trace of blood on her body. "I was afraid they had other secret sentries, but I didn't have time to question them."

Li Rufeng gave the other party a thumbs up, indicating that he should continue to act as a scout.

Obviously, Mary Tan is much higher in rank than those robbers. Li Rufeng has always believed in the social experience summarized from his hometown: there are three types of people in the underworld that you should not mess with: the elderly, children and women.

Because since these three types of people can survive in the underworld without being killed, they must have some skills.

Reyes stepped forward and whispered to Li Rufeng, "The last time I was here, Gray Wolf personally set up the sentries near the village. This forest has no depth, and he's always been very careful about safety in this area."

Li Rufeng nodded, but did not intend to stop. He did not have time to waste with such a petty thief. He could not put the cart before the horse. His enemies were not these people.

Maritan was still walking in the front and cleared out the other two sentinels she found along the way. Judging from the fact that Li Rufeng and his men did not encounter any obstacles, she was definitely not discovered by the Gray Wolf's people.

What is also commendable is that Mary Tan captured the two secret sentries alive without suffering any injuries herself.

It was obvious that this was the first time that Reyes saw Maritan's ability. The dissatisfaction he had originally felt towards Maritan for informing on him had completely disappeared, as could be seen from the way he began to show concern for Maritan.

By interrogating the two prisoners, Li Rufeng and his team obtained some valuable information.

For example, earlier today, many of the village's best players were sent out for unknown reasons, and now the village is

A banquet was in progress, and only these newcomers were unlucky enough to be sent out on patrol instead of enjoying good food and drink in the village.

Perhaps to show his loyalty, Reyes offered to take care of the two captives, but Li Rufeng wasn't here for charity, so how could he possibly give up such a valuable asset?

"I must personally see off their lost souls. Only in this way can they be forgiven by Changshengtian." Li Rufeng spoke in a high-sounding manner, but his actions were particularly ruthless.

Others who help with salvation use one-handed weapons such as daggers or sabers, but Li Rufeng...he uses a two-handed sword.

God knows how the two captives felt when they saw the kind-looking Mongolian shaman soothe their hearts, then perform a "pray" for them in a serious manner, and then suddenly draw a big sword from his horse.

But that was indeed the item that Li Rufeng had to choose among many disadvantageous options in order to make up for his martial arts... Two-handed weapon. Because of the magic sword, it has now become the weapon that Li Rufeng is most proficient in using.

He even got his first feat with two-handed weapons...

As for the previous projects, such as soothing people's hearts and praying, they were basically additional projects given by Li Rufeng in order to maintain his own image.

Li Rufeng asked Da Mier and his team to make this two-handed sword. The overall size is almost exactly the same as the magic sword. Even the center of gravity of the sword is at the same point. This is enough to prove that Da Mier is a skilled blacksmith.

Li Rufeng was no longer the rookie who had just crossed over. Facing the two "opponents" whose hands and feet were bound, their mouths blocked, and their feces and urine flowing, he felt no mercy in his heart.

Since they were able to officially join the gang, they must have committed crimes that were worthy of recognition from the Gray Wolf gang. Although if we look at the overall situation, it can be said that this is the fault of the times, but when it comes to individuals, they always have other options to choose from.

Especially the two healthy men in front of him, who have no disabilities, they are definitely not at the point of being desperate.

So when Li Rufeng raised the sword, there was no distraction in his mind. He swung it down directly, and a good head rolled to the ground, followed by another one.

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Author's words: I had something to do in the evening, and I didn't have time to do it... I'll just take leave on the 9th, it's a pain in the ass.

Chapter 221: Crushing

The two heads allowed Li Rufeng's two-handed weapon skill proficiency level to be upgraded from 26 to 28. Apparently, the system didn't care whether he gained experience points by fighting for his life on the battlefield or by executing prisoners surrounded by guards.

But this is not a game world after all. Li Rufeng wants to gain experience points in this way, and it would be best if every time he does it, he has a convincing "excuse" like this time.

Fortunately, neither Maritan nor Reyes are so-called good people. They are used to blood and killing, and are accustomed to such things. No one will bring a few burdens on the way to attack, so killing them is the best choice.

As for Li Rufeng's personal guards, they didn't care at all. He hadn't figured out what hidden bonuses the system brought to the leadership system for the time being, but he was sure that this hidden bonus that was not displayed on the interface might be more valuable than his numerical attributes.

After all, theoretically, if Li Rufeng didn't have to worry about experience points and worked hard on his leadership and management skills, without considering his family's rank, he could rule over more than 500 people with his current personal guards...

If each personal guard was equipped with an ordinary cavalryman, and the command system was not disrupted, the number of Li Rufeng's personal soldiers would double.

A team of a hundred men that can be controlled at will may find it difficult to influence the course of the battle, but what if it is a team of a thousand men?

If it was simply used as a spearhead, Li Rufeng could hardly imagine how many tactical miracles he could create. In a war involving tens of thousands of people, there were only this many soldiers who really dared to fight and charge towards the enemy with swords, spears, and halberds.

After making sure that there were no other sentries ahead and the interior of the stronghold was empty, Li Rufeng and his group tied their horses to a nearby tree trunk, and then, with swords and guns in hand and bows drawn, began to approach the Gray Wolf's stronghold.

The Gray Wolf's stronghold was far smaller in scale than the camp built by the Mamluks outside Aleppo. They simply occupied the remains of an ancient building from an unknown era and sealed off the surrounding area with wooden fences.

Simple watchtowers were built on several large trees in the camp, but there was no one on the tower at this time. Li Rufeng could smell the odor of low-quality wine from a distance of more than ten meters, and the noisy sounds of people toasting each other also came out.

Not far from them was the village gate, which was the most serious place in the entire village. It was made of thick double-layer wooden boards and was over two meters high. Cavalry only needed to lower their heads slightly when passing through.

But at this time the gate of the village was ajar, leaving a large gap for people to enter at will. It was obvious that someone had gone out before and the guards did not close the gate for convenience.

Maritan pointed in the direction of the door, then pointed at herself, and gestured with the shield in her hand, indicating that she was willing to be the first to go in.

But Li Rufeng shook his head, and the guards behind him had already begun to act according to Li Rufeng's arrangements.

The fence of the village was not very high, so two of his guards built a human wall to block the one with the best archery skills.

The good shooter was carried up. He only showed a pair of eyes on the fence and glanced around, and he could see the situation in the village clearly.

"There are less than twenty people, half of them are drunk, no one is wearing armor, and they only have light weapons." The guard explained the situation to Li Rufeng.

This was the first time that Maritan and Reyes saw Li Rufeng communicating with his personal guards, which finally made them feel relieved and no longer worried that the personal guards were all mute.

After all, Dostek used to support a team of mute guards, and no one wanted to follow such a perverted lord.

Li Rufeng felt that with this number of people and this state, they could definitely attack by force, so he immediately gave orders to the personal guards who had been sent out for reconnaissance. After a short wait, the number of personal guards around Li Rufeng returned to twenty again.

There was no need for mobilization or promises of benefits. Before Maritan and Reyes could react, Li Rufeng and his fully armed guards rushed in directly from the gate of the village.

There were no shouts or battle slogans. The first round of attack was carried out completely in silence. The twenty guards all had good archery skills. Twenty arrows were shot one by one as the Mughals advanced.

Compared to shooting at moving targets on horseback, this down-to-earth, close-range shooting at fixed targets was as easy for them as shooting at a target. All twelve targets in front of Li Rufeng were almost shot dead on the spot in the first instant.

At this time, Master Li had just put an arrow on his bow, but he had lost his target.

There were six other targets who had drunk too much to think of themselves and were lying on the ground. The guards did not waste their arrows on them.

Instead, they drew their bows again, and in pairs, they blocked all shadows, corners, and entrances and exits where the enemy might appear.

They were originally unable to achieve such a level of coordination, but under Li Rufeng's leadership, they could do it. That inexplicable sense of tacit understanding allowed them to even vaguely sense whether there were enemies in the direction others were aiming at, thereby optimizing firepower as much as possible to avoid waste.

Li Rufeng finally shot an arrow, aiming at a drunkard about seven or eight meters away from him. The drunkard seemed uncomfortable with the sudden silence around him, so he opened his blurry eyes and looked in the direction of Li Rufeng.

The next second, an arrow grazed him and hit the chest of another drunkard three or four meters behind him. Although that was not Li Rufeng's target, the system still gave a slightly mocking reminder -

(Your archery proficiency +1, 7/25)

The drunk's paralyzed nerves recovered their normal functions because of his companion's blood and the silence around him. He stood up almost instantly, turned around and ran.

But Li Rufeng's next arrow had already been shot, hitting him in the back. The drunkard's screams became the only sound in the past half minute - "Ah! There are enemies..."

Li Rufeng stepped forward and shot the opponent dead with another arrow. This time he did not miss, so the system also generously prompted—

(Your archery proficiency +2, 9/25)

Maritan and Reyes followed the enemy into the village as if they were on a tour. They saw a few bandits who had just gone out to urinate coming back from the corner laughing. As soon as they showed their heads, they were shot to the ground by arrows. None of the three had a chance to escape.

At this time, a man in leather armor walked out of the largest building in the village, holding half a leg of lamb in his hand. It seemed that he heard some noise and came out to see what was going on. However, he was greeted by five arrows, and he was almost shot back into the room he came out of.

Now, the people in the house finally knew what was happening outside.

Chapter 222: Sir, I surrender!

To be fair, Li Rufeng actually didn't know how to fight. Before the expedition to Dosite, any child over fourteen years old picked out from the tribe might have more experience than Li Rufeng in this regard. If that child was smart and studious enough, he might even give Master Li some advice worth writing down.

Even after participating in the war against Dosite, Li Rufeng did not actually gain much experience. To use the terminology on the basketball court, Li Rufeng did not develop the ball at the age when he should have.

But Li Rufeng has another war theory that is completely different from the existing era, and this war theory seems to be ahead of its time in smaller wars.

After all, people in this era don't know shit about CQB combat, right? Even if a few gifted soldiers noticed the amazing effectiveness of small techniques like teamwork and perspective control in small, complex environments, they couldn't form a complete theoretical knowledge of them, because those with such summarizing skills were often too precious in this era to be put into such situations.

But things were different in later generations. Although Li Rufeng had never touched a real gun many times, there were billions of idle people on the Internet who shared various knowledge day and night. Often, as long as another person who also mastered the knowledge in the field asked a question in a slightly sarcastic tone, a "debate" would begin, which could deepen the topic to the point where it could be used to fill in thesis materials.

Those who know nothing about this field but are very curious about it only need to exclude the news that is obviously from other places and they can gain enough knowledge and experience from it.

This is the benefit brought by the Internet, or to be more precise, the benefit brought by the golden age of the Internet to human civilization, and Li Rufeng happened to be

Growing up in that golden age, and before the subsequent Iron Age when all kinds of false information, experiences, and knowledge were rampant, I learned how to distinguish between truth and falsehood.

So although Li Rufeng did not understand the cold weapon warfare of this era, he was able to use theories that were beyond his time to guide his personal guards to fight a small-scale conflict that looked very shocking.

After all, all those personal guards were under his mental network, and their spiritual comprehension might be faster than that of modern soldiers using communication equipment. The vertical command system that several big gangsters dreamed of establishing before Li Rufeng crossed over was what he had mastered now.

And when this thing was used against a group of defenseless and drunk robbers, the result could only be described as crushing.

Li Rufeng was just like taking a walk in his own back garden, picking and choosing to kill his targets, while the other enemies in the village didn't even have the qualifications to stick their heads out to see what was happening outside.

In the eyes of Maritan and Reyes, this was as shocking as witnessing the Prophet Muhammad's night journey to Jerusalem.

Maritan was a mercenary who traveled far and wide. He had been employed by the Eastern Roman Empire for a long time. He had seen the declining armored cavalry in Constantinople and the royal guards of Tarabzon, but he had never seen monsters like Li Rufeng's men.

If she had five hundred such soldiers, she might even dare to attack Constantinople...

For Ottoman Janissary veterans like Reyes, everything that was happening before their eyes was nothing more than a reliving of a nightmare. They were in the same situation back then, running back and forth on the battlefield in vain, with their weapons never having a chance to hit the enemy. The Mongols were like gadflies surrounding a herd of cattle, sometimes approaching, sometimes moving away, but the deadly arrows never stopped falling on their heads.

Things got out of control when the first soldier dropped his weapon and started running.

At this time, Lao She was also filled with panic. He looked at his confidants who were shot like a sieve, and he was half sobered up by the fright!

Did Gray Wolf's confidants discover his whereabouts? Or was it that the Mongol leader was so lucky as to seize this opportunity and catch them off guard?

The old snake crawled to the corpse and pulled out a feather arrow. The unfamiliar feel and weight in his hand said it all: the Mongols had come, and his heart was filled with coldness.

Also observing the battle in secret was the dark wizard Azadirim. The moment his dead face peeked out of the window, he was shot by an arrow by Li Rufeng's personal guards.

Azadirim also took advantage of the situation and leaned against the windowsill and started to play dead. Well, to be exact, it wasn't really playing dead. After all, he had been dead for a long time, and this body had been dead for almost three days. It can be said that he was now completely acting in his true colors...

Azadirim, with an arrow in the face, was inconspicuous on the battlefield. He just watched the Mongols shoot to death anyone who dared to stand out in the camp one by one, and watched Li Rufeng use his clumsy archery skills to execute the few remaining survivors.

If he wasn't currently playing the role of a dead man, he would have wanted to curse Li Rufeng. He saw the exquisite armor worn by the Mongol warriors, the shining sabers at their waists, and the exquisitely crafted bows and arrows with patterns in their hands. Those were all military supplies purchased at great expense...

If nothing goes wrong with the plan, it will all be his money!

They took great pains to transfer this wealth from Mosul and transported it all the way to the city of Mardin, where the situation was easier to control. Azadim himself was backstabbed more than a dozen times by his companions along the way. It can be said that those who finally arrived in the city of Mardin were almost the most cunning and ruthless elites in the entire wizarding society.