Chapter 706: Chapter 315: Migration for Survival


    “Attack!”


    The cold sound of a horn rang out over the field, apanied by an angry roar, casting a heavy shadow over the ground below. Countless knights on the grasnds swung their curved des and charged forward.


    On the other side, soldiers donned in red armored robes, carrying swords and spears, were calmly watching the oing riders, awaiting their approach in organized rows.


    “Shoot!”


    Commands from behind resounded and within moments the trembling of bowstrings echoed, and arrows, like a downpour, descended upon the knights.


    Thud, thud, thud!


    In just an instant, hundreds, perhaps thousands of knights fell.n/?/vel/b//in dot c//om


    However, the charging knight brigade seemed impervious to the fallen, disying manic expressions as they continued their frenzied assault.


    The short distance between the two sides was quickly covered.


    Thousands of knights in the front line charged into the ranks of the soldiers with tremendous force, tearing through them and creating countless gaps.<div>


    Knight and horse alike collided with the solid defenses, bodies and horses flipped over, blood spattered.


    The knights behind followed swiftly through the gap into devastatingbat with the red-armored soldiers behind the front line.


    During this melee, droves of barbaric infantry wielding short spears and curved knives, dressed in furs and coats, quickly pursued from behind.


    They crossed over the front line of both forces and followed the knights, charging into the opposing ranks and quickly expanding their influence.


    However, just as they nned to ughter the opposing forces, a slight vibration could be felt from the earth in the distance before advancing like thunder; a red armored cavalry wielding long spears emerged from behind the red-armored soldiers and charged into the barbarian infantry shing against the red ranks.


    Boom, boom, boom!


    A series of collisions echoed and numerous barbaric soldiers were sent flying by the terrifying force. Before they could fall to the ground, the iron hooves of the heavily armoured warhorses stamped down on the next barbarian, instantly turning him into mush.


    The charging barbarian infantry was ripped apart by the flood of the red tide in just a moment.


    One charge was all it took to rout these ferocious barbarians.


    “Damn it, those red armored cavalrymen again.”


    At the back of the barbarian formation, a middle-aged barbarian with a more refined attire than themon barbarian and a considerably fairerplexion watched, raging, as a formation of five thousand infantry soldiers were ripped to shreds by the red armored cavalry.


    In thest few days of battling against the Zhou people, his troops had made some small gains, only to be crushed by the red armored cavalry every time.


    After several failures, his heart was filled with hatred and a certain level of fear towards these relentless red streams of iron horses.


    “Wuqi, don’t lose your temper,”


    At that moment, a well-dressed barbarian walked over, patting the shoulder of the man called Wuqi, and spoke solemnly: “The arrogance of the Zhou people’s red armored cavalry won’tst long.


    I have already sent folks to negotiate with the Hn tribe. Their king has agreed to send the ck Armored Wolfriders to our aid.


    With the ck Armored Wolfriders on our side, we will have enough strength to resist these red armored cavalrymen.


    Without these red armored cavalrymen to hinder us, the remaining Zhou soldiers are not our match.


    As long as we break through this Zhou main force, no matter how strong the remaining red armored cavalry are, they can’t restore the overall situation.<div>


    Hexi state will surely be ours.”


    Qingyan said confidently.


    This time, the barbarian tribes from the cold steppesunched arge-scale invasion on Zhou Country’s Hexi and Longxi states.


    The instigator and mastermind behind this invasion was the Hn tribe, known as the Hn king by Qingyan.<div>


    The Hn tribe is one of thergest tribes in the steppes, with a poption of over a million, an unimaginable poption size for an area that relies on nomadic herding and fishing.


    Because of this, the leader of the Hn tribe, along with those of the other three tribes that have over a million poption, aremonly known as the four kings of the Snowfield Valley.


    The four kings rule over the entire frozen wilderness, each controlling tens of thousands of miles of hignd snow regions, owning countless cattle, horses, and a number of vassal tribes.


    Because of this, when there was a great flood during the previous summer which damaged arge proportion of the crops grown by the steppes people in the Snowfield Valley, and drowned many of their cattle and sheep, the four kings, who were bearing heavy responsibilities, faced a major livelihood problem on behalf of all the tribes and their own.


    The heavy flood destroyed both the food that they rely on for survival and their wealth, making survival the difficult problem facing all tribes after the disaster.


    They reached a consensus after a discussion, or rather, there wasn’t much to discuss: they couldn’t survive the next half of the year just by relying on their food and wealth reserves.


    If they wanted to survive and continue their tribal lineage, they had to rob others.


    And the wealthiest area with the most grain production around the snowy wilderness, the only area capable enough to help the numerous tribes to get through this difficulty, was Zhou Country.