Chapter 1215: A Clash of the Strong

Zhai Shiqing waited for many days.

However, during these many days, she had been observing these savages of the Ancient Yasha Kingdom.

Fierce!

She felt more and more that they were fierce!

They were natural-born warriors, as if they were born with a bestial nature, specialized in curing all kinds of defiance.

"Roar, roar, roar!"

It was already the third day, and their grand walrus hunting assembly was still ongoing. Today, one Warrior actually caught a huge walrus with his bare hands, drawing waves of gasps from the Chukchi people. It seemed there was no doubt that this man would take the crown this year.

The Warrior, with a simple and honest face, carried the walrus over amidst the cheers of the crowd.

The massive Walrus Tusk on the walrus was even more of a sight that caught people's eyes.

Such a large Walrus Tusk was extremely precious; for the Chukchi, possessing such a Walrus Tusk meant they could achieve financial freedom immediately!

Zhai Shiqing also watched with brilliant eyes.

Walrus Tusks were also rare treasures pursued by the Scholar-officials and Nobles in Longyan. Whenever foreign merchants brought them into Longyan, they would always set off a wave of panic buying.

"Impressive!"

Of course, the place she paid attention to was still this Warrior; he actually didn't use a Long Spear, but caught the walrus with his bare hands! How terrifying must the combat power of such a person be.

However...

Just at this moment.

Suddenly, not far from this beach, came the sound of dense hoofbeats.

The Chukchi heard it immediately, and their expressions changed drastically one after another.

Following that, they began to shout, and regardless of gender or age, they all picked up the weapons in their hands and began to stand guard!

"They're here!"

Zhai Shiqing's eyes lit up.

The members of the Dark Night Legion also perked up.

Sure enough, just as these Chukchi were hurriedly packing up their things and starting to stand guard, a troop of Cavalry rushed over from afar, their faces full of murderous intent as they charged over with angry shouts.

Cossack Cavalry!

They held their Warrior Swords in their hands, moving like lightning; the sheer force of the War Horse charge alone sent many Chukchi who came to intercept them tumbling over.

The Chukchi shouted, roared, and resisted, but what shocked Zhai Shiqing was that they did not scream in agony! They only had anger and unwillingness! Even though they were caught off guard and ambushed by this Cossack Cavalry, they were still fighting even with their guts hanging out!

The scene suddenly became tragic.

Is this the Cossack Cavalry?

Zhai Shiqing took a deep breath.

The combat power of these people was also very fierce.

She had been ordered to go abroad this time, and only then did she truly witness the combat power of these Tsarist Russia people. No, to be precise, the Cossack Cavalry were not all Tsarist Russia people. Their ethnic composition was still relatively complex. They were previously a group of homeless people, such as prisoners, serfs, and thieves; they were called brave people, the Wind's Son. They had no motherland, no faith, and no morality; the only faith they had was the Warrior Sword in their hands!

The Cossack Cavalry were once the nightmare of many countries in Europe; they successfully defeated the French Cuirassiers and the Polish Winged Hussars, and were called devils by the German army.

The Cossack Cavalry had extreme speed, high mobility, great lethality, and were brave and skilled in battle, famous throughout Europe.

It could be said like this...

In world history, for Tsarist Russia to be able to expand so much territory, the Cossack Cavalry was definitely the top contributor!

At its peak, Tsarist Russia had formed eleven Cossack Cavalry units of 300,000 men! This was the capital for Tsarist Russia to tread across Europe!

However...

It was such a terrifying force that had repeatedly suffered defeat here at the hands of the Chukchi.

How could they not be angry?

This time, the one leading the Cavalry troop to launch the ambush was the leader, Ruslan!

"Kill for me!

"

"Brothers, the time for revenge has come!"

"I want the heads of this bunch of scum, and their Walrus Tusks!"

This time, he brought a Cossack Cavalry troop of a thousand men and was determined to win! He had been planning this raid for a long time! Because on ordinary days, these Chukchi were simply elusive, and their figures could not be caught at all! Moreover, these Chukchi were very good at using terrain and climatic conditions to fight, which gave their Cossack Cavalry a huge headache.

But this time it was different...

They specifically waited for this walrus hunting assembly to launch the attack. There was no other reason than that the terrain on this beach was very suitable for Cavalry combat.

This time...

They were going to completely annihilate these Chukchi! Make them disappear from the Siberia region completely!

"Kill!"

The Cossack Cavalry charged like lightning.

The Chukchi were indeed caught off guard. This annual walrus hunting assembly was equivalent to their Spring Festival; not only that, but how the harvest went these few days would also determine whether they could have enough food and clothing in their future lives. So this gave the enemy a chance to exploit the situation.

But soon, they still began to counterattack.

In the face of the walrus, they naturally cherished their own lives more; without hesitation, they abandoned the hunted walrus and dived into the mountain forests near the beach at the first opportunity. For a time, Crossbows and Long Spears began to meet the Cossack Cavalry.

"Hahahaha, is that it?"

Seeing the many Walrus Tusks his men had gathered, Ruslan couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Rich!

This time they were going to get rich!

Just these Walrus Tusks alone were worth how much money! Plus these Chukchi... their heads were worth one thousand Rubles each to the Tsar! Very valuable; after all, the Tsar had also had a headache over this bunch of Chukchi for a century! The Tsar's Yellow Russia plan was shelved because of this bunch of Chukchi, so how could he not hate them?

"Pack them up, and start harvesting heads for me!"

Ruslan licked his parched lips, a dense killing intent flashing in his eyes.

"Yes!"

Very quickly, the Walrus Tusk and some Chukchi heads were packed into bags.

"Kill!"

The Cavalry charged again; clearly, the small grove on this beach was not enough for these Chukchi to display their versatile combat methods.

After several charges, the Chukchi suffered heavy losses.

"General, we..."

Zhai Shiqing and the others had been hiding not far away, and at this moment, the squad leader of the Dark Night Squad beside her finally could not hold back anymore.

However, Zhai Shiqing shook her head slightly: "No rush yet!"

If the Chukchi had this level of combat power, she actually thought, what would be the use of winning them over?

The Young Master's judgment certainly would not be wrong.

She felt that there must still be a turning point in the situation.

Sure enough.

Just as this group of Cossack Cavalry were getting carried away and continuing to hunt down the Chukchi, and just as they had penetrated deep into these small woods, an unexpected event occurred. Recently, pop-ups are severe; you can click to download to avoid pop-ups.