Chapter 1106： Live horses are dead horses!

Although the Big Horn Legion has used technology derived from the ancient Turan people, it has trained a group of skilled soldiers.

However, for the sake of secrecy, there has never been such a large-scale operation before.

Neither the round bone rod nor the old bearskin had the experience of fighting against cavalry—in a sense, ordinary soldiers like them were also the target of trials and would be sacrificed as abandoned children at any time.

Meng Chao's words really awakened the person in his dream with a single word, making both Round Bone Stick and Old Bear Skin stunned and lost in thought.

No matter how shocked they are, Meng Chao methodically said: "Specifically, first, we should let everyone have a good rest-from now to dawn, it is the darkest hour of the entire night, and the grassland is out of sight. Five fingers, chasing soldiers can't want to kill.

"When dawn comes, I suggest that we divide into two teams, one team digs pits and trenches, and builds a simple and secret line of defense around.

"If time and manpower are really scarce and cannot build a real line of defense, even if the weeds fall down and knotted, it is good to be able to trip the opponent's legs.

"Of course, the impact of the chasing soldiers must be extremely powerful, whether it is grass, pits or trenches, it is impossible to really stop them.

"But more or less, it can always reduce the speed of the chasing soldiers, making the chasing soldiers feel uncomfortable as if they are fighting in a swamp, and even giving us ambush in the grass the opportunity to jump onto the chasing soldiers from the side.

"There is also a team of people who can spread out to the vicinity to gather the broken fugitives.

"There is no need to go too far, and there is no need to find too many people. Three to five hundred people are enough for us to fight a decent counterattack.

"On the other hand, according to my observations, if we want to fight the chasers head-on, we will suffer the most from the weapons. For the sake of fleeing, many Ratmen warriors only carry thin and short swords, but do not carry enough to restrain the cavalry. The long weapon of the charge, so that it was killed by the opponent in a destructive posture, like cutting melons and vegetables.

"It is difficult to find raw materials for making long weapons on the grassland. This problem is indeed difficult to solve.

"My suggestion is to simply arrange a team of men and horses to fall down on the path of the chasing troops and to endure the fear of being trampled on by iron hoofs. Bottom up, stab the chaser's belly hard-if the chaser is a centaur as the main force, the abdomen is their biggest weakness.

"Of course, with such a tactic, the casualties must be very heavy.

"The centaur's iron hoof is not so easy to resist the past.

"There must be a lot of Ratmen warriors, who couldn't even pull out their swords, and they were broken and broken by the centaur's iron hoof, and even pierced their intestines.

"But this is the only way I can think of to delay the opponent's attack when using short weapons.

"It is certainly impossible to implement such a tactic when replaced by any ordinary army, but since we all have the shelter of the Great Horned Rat God and the consciousness of sacrificing for the Great Horned Rat God at any time, then... let's kill a living horse as a dead horse. !

"By the way, if you really make up your mind to fight the centaur to the death, I suggest that you wait until dawn and move the camp half a mile to the southwest. There seems to be an underground river passing by, the land is more moist, and the grass is more dense."

The old bear skin and the round bone stick looked at each other, and didn't recover for a long time.

The rest of the Ratmen warriors also looked at Meng Chao with both shock and awe.

Regardless of whether the tactics he said can really work.

At this time when everyone is at a loss, someone who can stand up and put it right is enough to serve as their spiritual pillar!

"The land in the southwestern half is indeed more muddy, which is not conducive to the speed of the centaur. But the weeds there grow better and higher than here. The tip of the grass is several heads higher than us, completely blocking our sight. !"

Round Bone Stick and Old Bear Skin discussed for a long time, and did not categorically deny Meng Chao's proposal, but entangled the details.

"Aren't our sights blocked here?"

Meng Chao said calmly, "Whether the weeds over our nose, the top of our heads, or two or three heads, for us, the difference is not that big and will greatly reduce our combat effectiveness.

"But for the centaur, the difference is too big.

"The average height of a centaur is about two or three arms higher than us.

"For us, the weeds that just happened to be headless and obscure the sight, but they don't pose any obstacles to the centaur.

"Therefore, it is very easy to happen-we are running around like a headless fly in the tall weeds, but the centaur can be condescending, and through the grassland like waves, ups and downs and gatherings, we can see our movements. It's clear.

"Finally, we were caught by the chasing soldiers. Didn't we ask for it?

"The wetland in the southwestern half is the place where I walked all the way and saw the most luxuriant aquatic plants, the highest growth of weeds, and the best place. Once we got into the lush labyrinth, not only was our sight cut off, the centaur warrior Everyone’s sight will also be severely disrupted. Everyone will be blinded and can only be slapped in confusion-okay, for those of us who have nothing but passion and determination, it’s only on the most chaotic battlefield. , There is hope to seize the first line of life, right?"

Meng Chao's detailed analysis finally made the fugitives' eyes wider and wider, and the flames of hope gradually emerged.

Although everyone was silent, they all imagined in their minds what this battle would be like if everything were implemented according to Meng Chao's suggestion and without compromise.

There is no doubt that the battle will still be very hard.

Their simple line of defense is very likely to be pierced by chasers instantly.

Many people, even everyone, will die.

But they shouldn't be unilaterally slaughtered like these poor muddy corpses in front of them.

Even kill one!

Even if you fight all the people vigorously, even if you can only drag one centaur to the funeral, it is considered a victory in a certain sense, and it is possible, no, it will definitely be seen by the big horned rat god?

"just in case…"

The round bone stick licked his chapped lips and hesitated, "What if we arrange for a long time and the chasing soldiers don't come to attack our camp?"

"how is this possible?"

Meng Chao laughed dumbly, "Believe me, chasing soldiers are more troublesome than us for running away like a mess of sand and headless flies, so we chase them in twos and threes.

"If possible, the chasing soldiers would also like to find three, five hundred or more fugitives at once, and wipe us out in one breath, right?

"Once we find our tracks, the chasing soldiers will only think that we are exhausted and sit still.

"As for the fugitives, is it possible for the fugitives to gather a persevering will and fight them in a **** battle on the carefully arranged battlefield? I think it is impossible for the chasing soldiers to give birth to such a'ridiculous' idea, right?"

Indeed, although the city of Pointe-Noire was turned upside down.

However, the psychological advantage of the clan warriors over the rat people is slowly established and solidified during thousands of years of oppression and enslavement, and is deeply imprinted on the cerebral cortex.

Frozen three feet, it is not a day's cold, the chasing soldiers will never believe that the timid prey, even dared to show the sharpest fangs to the hunter in the helmet.

"If we really have a chance to beat the chasing soldiers, will the chasing troops be aggressive and call in a large number of reinforcements to bite us?"

This question, however, was the old bearskin who had been taciturn. He pushed aside the round bone stick and asked Meng Chao personally.

Meng Chao thought for a while, shook his head and said: "I don't think we can. If we can really chase after the soldiers, maybe they will simply retreat and never dare to catch up again."

"how is this possible?"

Old Bear Skin frowned, "That is the angry bloodhoof warrior, and what they dare not do?

"No, what we are about to face is not all bloodhoof warriors, but only centaur warriors in the bloodhoof clan." Meng Chao corrected seriously.

Old Bear Skin was stunned: "This...is there any difference?"

"Of course it's different."

Meng Chaodao said, "It is true that we have upended the city of Pointe-Noire, but who have ruled Pointe-Noire over the past thousand years?

"Bloodhoof family and Ironhide family, right?

"The tauren represented by the Bloodhoof family and the wild boar headed by the Ironhide family are the two most powerful races in the entire bloodhoof clan. They firmly control the power of Pointe-Noire. In the chaos, the loss is the heaviest, and the one who has the most reason to be angry.

"On the other hand, the centaur race, because they admire speed and like to ride horses, they are not accustomed to life in the city. There are not many well-known centaur tribes and temples in Pointe Noire, and they have not suffered much loss. For our anger, how can the tauren and boar be so strong?

"As the vanguard of the bloodhoof army, it is their duty to hunt down the fugitives.

"Under the premise that the fugitives' resistance is not strong, and they can slaughter to accumulate military exploits, I believe the centaur will perform their duties.

"However, if we can beat, wound, and maimed centaur warriors, let them realize that we are the rocks in the pit, not only smelly and hard, but also unable to squeeze out half a drop of oil and water, even if we smash us. Smashing will also break their arms, sprain their hooves, and even lose both sides.

"With a little carelessness, they will even stumble, ruining their own and their family's thousands of years of fame.

"If we can really deliver such a strong, clear, and effective message to them, do you think the centaur will go after him, bet on his life and glory, and foolishly sacrifice his life to the tauren and the boar?"