Mount and Blade Central Asia

It was only after Li Rufeng mastered both Chagatai and Persian that he realized that the Sweet Water River mentioned by the Chagatai people was the Euphrates River in his memory.

The two river basins encircled by the Euphrates and Tigris rivers, combined with the warm winds blowing from the Mediterranean, formed a crescent-shaped fertile land on this land, also known as the Fertile Crescent.

Countless ancient civilizations were once born here, and there were countless heroes, but now it is just a frontier area of ​​the Khanate, where Li Rufeng and his men drink their horses.

This was the fourth day since Li Rufeng left the tribe. The only trouble they encountered during this period was a group of wild wolves. However, their main food was wild donkeys and wild goats, and they rarely attacked humans, especially those with weapons.

Over the years, not only the indigenous people of this land have been frightened by sabers and lassos, but also these carnivores.

Li Rufeng even drew a sketch of a prairie wolf during a break. Although the technique was sparse, the sketching technique had only just begun to appear in Europe. Those painters who were still exploring the technique were far less relaxed than Li Rufeng.

Beren Garces looked at Li Rufeng with some admiration. He was a serious student from a prestigious family. Although his family was poor and it was difficult for him to squeeze into the upper class, he still had the most basic appreciation ability.

But this leisurely time was soon broken by the soldier on guard in the distance. The soldier on guard on the high slope suddenly blew a whistle, waved vigorously at Huluqierjia, and then pointed to the northwest of the high slope and waved twice.

The information he conveyed was that two groups of people were approaching them from that direction.

Li Rufeng once tried to teach them some more complex gestures so that the soldiers could convey more accurate information, such as how many people were coming, whether they were riding horses, and whether they had weapons, especially long-range weapons.

But it is really too difficult to ask them to learn Arabic numerals from this age. Just picking out 25 strong men of appropriate age who are not night blind has exhausted the potential of the tribe.

Four of the twenty-five full-time soldiers could only see blurry after dark. Fortunately, Li Rufeng did not bring any of them with him this time.

At this time, it was getting dark. Abu, who was skinning the rabbit, had already lit a bonfire and boiled a pot of water. The smoke could be seen from a long distance. If those people were running towards them, they would definitely have seen the smoke.

Habashibuhua was an old soldier who had fought in many battles. He took charge of the entire team on his own initiative, signaled Abu to put out the fire, pour out the boiled water, and start packing his luggage just in case.

Then, under the command of Habashibuhua, four soldiers with good riding and archery skills gave up wearing armor, mounted their horses and left the team, galloping away from both sides of the slope.

The sentry on the high slope gestured with his arms to guide them.

"Hulucierjia, you must stay with the shaman and never leave his side." Habashibuhua helped him tighten the belt of his mail armor while instructing him: "If they are bandits, we will fight them. If they are rebels, we will retreat."

With the help of Bater, Li Rufeng also began to put on his armor. It was a very fitting half-body mail armor, with an extra layer of silk vest inside the mail armor.

In addition to the chain mail, Li Rufeng also had a carefully tailored leather armor, which was made from sixteen pieces of leather of different hardness. It was made by the most skilled craftsman in the tribe who spent an entire summer to complete it. It can be called a work of art.

Not only was the surface of the leather armor carved with exquisite patterns, but the key parts were also inlaid with metal armor plates. However, Li Rufeng did not plan to be fully armed for the time being. After putting on the armor, he even had difficulty getting on the horse.

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"Parisa, we can't run anymore." A bearded man in luxurious clothes caught up with the female knight on horseback and shouted in her ear, "The horse can't move anymore. You're the lightest, so the horse can hold on a little longer. Keep running, the farther the better. We'll cover your rear!"

The chase just now exhausted the man's last bit of energy. He fell behind at a speed visible to the naked eye, leaving the woman no chance to grieve or say goodbye.

Following the man's shout, among the four people in the small team, only Parisa's horse was still galloping forward, while the other three people slowed down so that they could turn their horses around in time.

Behind them, more than thirty cavalrymen were closing the distance, all of them riding two horses.

The defense line formed by three tired soldiers was overwhelmed in the blink of an eye, and the sharp scimitars cut through the human body smoothly.

Parisa knew she couldn't stop, but tears kept flowing, blurring her vision. She could only walk in the direction of the smoke column she had seen before, hoping that she would meet someone willing to lend a helping hand.

The cavalry of Li Rufeng's army, hiding in the distance, finally saw the decorations of the group behind them. The leader had a black sheep's head logo printed on his armor...

Black Sheep Rebels!

The cavalrymen galloped towards the camp without looking back, sparing no effort along the way, and quickly relayed the news back to Li Rufeng's ears: "It's the Black Sheep!"

Habashibuhua immediately gave the order and asked the team that had been prepared to start moving.

Li Rufeng was still held between the two veterans, with Habashibuhua helping to guide his horse.

"At least twenty people, chasing four people. Three of the group ahead are dead, leaving only one woman!" The scout rushed to Habashibuhua and continued to report: "They are all regular soldiers in armor. No bows and arrows were seen. They must be a plundering group infiltrating from the east!"

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The reason why Si Te sent troops to the east was not only to maintain his own status, but also because Yusuf was ambitious and wanted to take advantage of the civil strife in the Khanate to occupy as much territory as possible. He had to fight this battle whether he wanted to or not!

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The author says:

Author's Note: Today I only have 2,000 words. I'll try to make up for the missing 1,000 words tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. I found some information in the new reference book that contradicts what I wrote before. The plot about the Black Sheep Rebellion needs to be rewritten. The Black Sheep Dynasty and the White Sheep Dynasty existed for too short a time, so it's hard to find information. Please forgive me.

Chapter 18: Lady

The Tumed Wanhu to which Li Rufeng belonged controlled a vast area of ​​land, including both sides of the Tianshui River, the Mesopotamian Plain, and even the city of Aleppo.

However, with the passing of the old sultan, these nomadic tribes voluntarily gave up those more difficult positions, exchanging space for peace.

The city of Aleppo is an example. Wanhu Doshita himself did not dare to station his personal guards in the city. He was worried that the Mamluks would surround him and prevent him from leaving.

At the same time, he did not dare to let others garrison in Aleppo, because it was an important commercial hub. Whoever controlled the city of Aleppo would have the capital to fight against him.

Because of the return of the Black Sheep Dynasty, Dost gave up the city of Mosul for the same reason. Although Mosul had experienced the looting and massacre of two powerful rulers, Hulagu and Timur, the city was still an important city in the northwest of the Khanate.

For the sake of his own rights, Dost chose a strategic retreat, which directly led to the rapid restoration of the Black Sheep Dynasty and the capture of Tabriz shortly thereafter.

Although that land nominally belonged to Sultan Timur, it had been ruled by the Black Sheep Dynasty for many years. The leader of the Black Sheep people, Karl Yusuf, had always occupied the hearts of the people, and the Turkmen people all hoped that their king would return again.

Li Rufeng could not say that Duosite did anything wrong, because without the transfer order, the other Wanhu stationed nearby could not have come to his aid, and Mosul could not be defended at all.

But now the Sultan's son Milan Shah, who has a bad temper, has led his troops to quell the rebellion, and someone has to take the blame, so Doshite Wanhu is in danger.

Li Rufeng looked back at the Black Sheep cavalry. He had always been curious about these people, wondering where they got the resilience to stand up and resist again and again under Timur's suppression.

I saw cavalrymen wearing black smocks forming an arrow formation on the hillside, with a distance of three to five meters between each cavalryman, and the team was loose but not scattered.

The cavalry's helmets and armor are all of the same standard, and their horsemanship skills are obviously not inferior to those young men in the tribe who like to show off.

"Don't be distracted!" Habashibuhua shouted. He could clearly feel that Li Rufeng's posture had deformed, causing the horse to slow down.

To put it bluntly, the entire team is currently being slowed down by Li Rufeng and Beren. If they ignore them, they don't have to worry about the pursuers behind them because of their horsepower advantage.

Li Rufeng's old face flushed, and he hurriedly concentrated on escaping. He naturally knew who was the burden, and he also knew better than anyone what attitude the cavalry behind him had towards them.

Eight years ago, Sultan Timur, under the pretext that the Qara ...

Fourteen years ago, Timur captured Baghdad and his army looted it for three months. Seven years ago, Sultan Timur once again launched an attack on Baghdad and massacred 90,000 people after the city was captured.

Later, Timur launched an expedition to the east to attack the Ming Dynasty, and recruited tens of thousands of civilians and countless livestock from this place. He collected grain without limit for years, so that even a big city like Mosul had its people's livelihood declining.

The hatred between the two sides could not be described in a book, and there was no other way for them to communicate except to draw their swords against each other.

On the grassland, horses are an important means of transportation. A qualified knight can increase his speed to 70 kilometers per hour in a short period of time, but in order to take into account the horse's physical strength, it is best to keep the speed at 30 to 40 kilometers per hour for long-term riding and chasing.

The Black Sheep Knights behind him and the soldiers in Li Rufeng's tribe were able to do it, but Li Rufeng himself, with the help of Habashibuhua, could barely keep the horse's speed at around 40 kilometers, and he was gasping for breath.

The two sides chased each other for nearly a quarter of an hour. The female knight in the middle showed great resilience and was sure that she could not get rid of Li Rufeng and his gang.

The Black Sheep Knights on both wings began to accelerate. The knights whipped their horses hard to stimulate them to cross the main formation and gradually narrow the distance between them and Li Rufeng and the others.

They obviously didn't want to leave anyone alive and planned to keep everyone alive.

Li Rufeng, panting, showed a ruthless look on his face. He called out to Habashibuhua and shouted, "Shoot that old woman behind me!"

Habashibuhua nodded, loosened Li Rufeng's horse reins and gradually fell behind the team. He pulled out a light arrow from the quiver with an expressionless face. At this time, he was still about 400 meters away from the female knight behind him, but he had the wind behind him.

The first arrow landed more than thirty meters in front of Parisa's right side. It did not affect her speed, but it still scared Parisa.

Immediately, uncontrollable anger ignited Parisa's heart. She took off her veil and threw it at the pursuers behind her. She raised a long sword and shouted, "I am Parisa, the daughter of Milan Shah, the son of the Sultan! Who dares to shoot an arrow at me!"

The sound was so loud that it made people wonder how it could be transmitted from such a small body, but everyone in the team could hear it clearly.

Habashibuhua, who was about to shoot the second arrow, was like a mouse seeing a cat. The arrow dropped directly to the ground, and his hands were shaking, and he couldn't make a fist at all.

The nomadic soldiers around Li Rufeng also changed their expressions, and some even slowed down their horses, intending to travel with the woman.

What made them hesitate was not the name Parisa or the name Milansha, but the Sultan Timur, who had been dead for three years but was still as dazzling as lightning.

How could Timur's granddaughter appear in such a place?

Before Li Rufeng could think about it, the woman shouted again: "Anyone who joins me will be rewarded with a thousand gold coins and made a centurion!"

Parisa was very smart. The moment she saw Li Rufeng and his group, she knew she had found the right people. These people were border guards of the Khanate, otherwise they would not have turned around and ran away when they saw the Black Sheep People!

At this time, the cavalry on both wings of the Black Sheep Rebels had approached to a position about 300 meters behind Li Rufeng and his men, almost parallel to Parisa.

But they did not start to shrink their pockets, but continued to speed up. These experienced cavalrymen had noticed that Li Rufeng and his group were much slower than them.

As a time traveler, Li Rufeng has limited respect for Timur, and there is no need to say much about his attitude towards his granddaughter.

"Hulucierjia, you shoot!" Li Rufeng looked at the approaching pursuers with an anxious look on his face. He shouted to the person closest to him, "If you don't shoot, I'll shoot!"

"Shaman Rufeng, that is Timur's bloodline!" Huluchirja's expression was complicated. He struggled in his heart several times, but was defeated by Li Rufeng's eyes.

A soft arrow landed nearly a hundred meters in front of Parisa, revealing Huluchirja's attitude and making Parisa and Li Rufeng silent at the same time.

Li Rufeng checked his riding skill, which was 24 points, and his archery, which was still at 0 points. He then looked at the silent cavalrymen around him. Canglang drew his scimitar and shouted in anger, "*** (Arab curse word)! Habashibuhua! You take command! Fight them!"

This was something Li Rufeng had no other choice. His prestige was obviously not as great as that of the heroic leader who established the new order. Even a woman who claimed to be of Timur's bloodline could cause turmoil in Li Rufeng's authority in the tribe.

The arrow shot by Hulucierjia was a testament to his loyalty.

Habashibuhua is a war veteran and also the instructor of these young herdsmen. He commands these people with ease. After getting Li Rufeng's approval, he led the entire team to turn left.

Li Rufeng did not leave the team and escape alone. His high-sounding reason was that he was the spiritual pillar of these tribal cavalry, and their morale would collapse if he left.

The actual reason is that this is the prairie, and here your riding skills and the horse's physical strength determine whether you are qualified to escape.

With Li Rufeng's level, if Habashibuhua's team failed, he might be able to run a few dozen more kilometers, but he would eventually be caught up.

So we can only fight.

It's not that they didn't have a chance. The Black Sheep Rebels were already tired, their horses were running low on energy, and they had just accelerated for a while, so they were at a disadvantage in terms of speed.

In order to surround the enemy, they split themselves into three parts. With the speed advantage, they can form an advantage of outnumbering the enemy locally.

Habashibuhua's plan was very straightforward, but the Black Sheep people seemed very confident. They were sure that they could win the battle even if they were outnumbered ten to fifteen.

Li Rufeng and Beren were quickly left behind by the team in front. Habashibuhua and the others began to speed up. Bater barely followed at the end of the team, his face full of excitement.

Under the guidance of Habashibuhua, the tribal cavalry quickly seized the advantageous position on the enemy's left wing with their speed advantage. Everyone loaded their bows and used their main hand side to attack the enemy's secondary hand side.

Except for a few horse archers who can draw the bow with both hands at the same time, most people's shooting angles on the off-hand side are limited, and their accuracy and power are also weaker.

Habashibuhua has fought in wars all his life and will not miss any details in the horse riding and archery.

Li Rufeng fell behind and watched the two teams getting closer and closer. At a distance of about forty steps, Habashibuhua shot his first arrow, and the other cavalrymen behind him also shot arrows.

At this distance, even if one is wearing mail armor, heavy arrows can still cause effective damage. Li Rufeng specially equipped himself with this type of arrow when he was stockpiling munitions.

If the Black Sheep Cavalry on the opposite side mistakenly regarded these people as tribesmen armed only with soft bows and light arrows, they would suffer a great loss.

After a round of arrows, three black-armored cavalrymen fell to the ground. The remaining cavalrymen raised their shields in panic, but they did not launch a counterattack with bows and arrows.

They didn't

There is an arrow!

Habashibuhua also realized this problem. He blew a whistle excitedly, guiding the cavalry to turn around and draw a U-shape on the grassland, preparing to try again after increasing the distance.

Chapter 19 You're Exploding

Because he was left in the middle, Li Rufeng became the person with the best field of vision on the scene. He tried his best to keep a distance from the enemy so as not to become a burden.

He saw the ten Black Sheep Cavalrymen on the right wing approaching Parisa in the middle, and now the distance between him and Parisa was less than two hundred meters.

The woman's riding skills were much better than Li Rufeng's. Li Rufeng could even see her appearance when he turned around.

The girl who called herself the daughter of Milansha was about seventeen or eighteen years old. She had deep eyes and three-dimensional facial features. It was unknown how many kinds of blood she had mixed in. She had the characteristics of Khorasan, Arabs and Cumans.

She has a tall figure, and her long legs are particularly attractive. If you ignore the tiredness and ferocity on her face, Li Rufeng would definitely praise her and say that this is the slave he has always dreamed of.

But Li Rufeng began to feel a little anxious because the target of that damn woman was him, and the only one beside him was Beren, whose riding skills were also at a disadvantage.

Parisa was wearing an ill-fitting leather breastplate, which might have come from a loyal guard. She also had a long sword that was obviously longer than the standard hanging on the weapon rack. She held the reins tightly with one hand and pointed at Li Rufeng and cursed with the other.

Li Rufeng now began to regret that he had lived too comfortably in the past two years, otherwise he could have just shot a few arrows to disrupt Parisa's rhythm and slow her down.

Fortunately, Li Rufeng had a more despicable method. He took out a carefully covered leather bag from his backpack, turned around and smiled apologetically at Parisa, and then scattered a handful of caltrops on the grass behind him.

He had that thing specially made by a blacksmith in Aleppo, and it was considered an innovative method in this land.

Here, whether it is Arabs, Mongols, or Khorasan people, they all love Ma Ruzi and rarely use this trick, but Li Rufeng has no scruples. He even deceived Changshengtian.

At this time, Habashibuhua had already led the tribal cavalry to attack the left-wing cavalry of the Black Sheep People. This was a charge of twelve against six.

On one side were the Khanate's most combat-capable nomadic cavalry guarding the border, and on the other side were the elite troops of the Black Sheep Dynasty who had pursued the enemy for two days and two nights and dared to penetrate deep into the enemy's territory.

They are considered the two most powerful forces in this land. They are equally skilled in swordsmanship and horsemanship, and equally brave enough to face the enemy's blade.

Habashibuhua's advantage was two consecutive rounds of close-range horse shooting. Four Black Sheep Cavalrymen fell off their horses and their lives were unknown. The remaining six people were also injured.

But their armor is superior, giving them a greater advantage in close combat.