Khan searched behind him through Shamu's shoulder, and when a companion came, his eyes immediately faded from joy to loss. He didn't find a single superfluous figure, except for the billowing yellow sand.

Even if this man is his own, he is alone. In front of this group of werewolves, even the most brilliant brains are useless.

Not to mention the single horse, not yet that horse.

Soon, someone around the Khan recognized the bloodied man as Shamu.

Khan casually raised his hand to his feet. But the moment I raised my hand, I found out. Shrinking behind the crowd, he has no dignity at all. He really wanted to look up to the sky and lament, how did he end up in this field?

The guards under the Khan also seemed to be infected by the Khan's emotions, and their initial expectations of the divine soldiers descending from the sky turned into gloomy eyes.

Shamu immediately felt that they were uneasy. I also know that they should have all become irritable. Including the impenetrable Khan who is being protected. So he tried to make a long story short, "We've hid in the cave in the back, and it's in a good place! ”

Khan nodded weakly. This life-saving straw that fell from the sky, even though it was only a thin one-person force, was also something he had to rely on.

Then, in the process of preparing to retreat to the cave, Shamu asked about the smoke and fire just now.

The Khan looked at the face of the head of the guard beside him, and his anger was obvious, if it weren't for the crisis, Shamu believed that the grumpy Khan would have drawn his sword from his side and directly killed the leader of the guard, who was obviously known for his flattery, but now the Khan could only say in a mournful voice, "The person I trust the most is obviously better at currying favor with these werewolves." The reckless squire lowered his head in shame. He felt it with his own experience, and the werewolf was not afraid of the raging flames, but became more excited because of the flames or smoke!

Shamu heard that the Khan had long known that werewolves were not afraid of fire, so he didn't say anything more, just warned the guards that they must not retreat a step back before the Khan reached the cave. If there is a violator, there will be no forgiveness. Although the retreat to the cave was only a very short distance, it became difficult because of the constant howl of the werewolf and the bloody rendering in the air. The werewolves discovered their idea of fighting. Raise your head and look this way.

"They must have seen our intentions, and they are not stupid, especially when it comes to their favorite foods. They'll be chasing after them right away. Shamu agreed with the Khan, after all, they had the same experience before. But with these existing meat shields, the Khan should have no problem escaping safely to that cave according to his methods.

In this case, it is inconvenient to say it in front of these meat shields at this time.

But when he looked at the Khan with his eyes, he knew that the Khan had understood what he meant. Shamu took a camel with no signs of injury, straightened the saddle with all his might, which had been badly twisted by the external force, and then directed the guards to form a defensive formation, and then helped the Khan to climb the tall camel with his own hands. He didn't let the camel crouch down, because that would also drain the already frightened camel's physical strength, and it would not help prevent it from getting up again and speeding up instantly.

When the camel actually started running, Khan instantly felt a churning in his stomach, and the food he had swallowed a long time ago had not been fully digested, and he vomited. It's been a long time since he's slept like this, enjoying the enemy's pursuit. What he didn't care about when he was a teenager is now like an ordeal, and he directly took half of his life. But it was too late to regret it. At this time, he was still in the midst of the tribulation that called the heavens and the earth unacceptable, and he was at a loss about the result.

His legs were swaying on the back of the camel, and if Shamu hadn't been holding him very seriously, he might have fallen off the camel long ago. He felt that he was as fragile as a child now, and in this world, even if a little bit was imposed on him, it was like the ordeal of the weight of a feather, and he could not leave a piece of armor to shatter.

But even this painful move forward was quickly blocked. The camel's high-speed run suddenly stopped, and Khan opened his eyes in a daze, and saw a column of werewolves in front of him. Surely their cleverness is true. And our bravery is out of nowhere. Shamu had been running next to the camel to protect the Khan at all times, but now he had to let go and hold the Khan's hand. Only then did Khan notice that one of Shamu's arms was injured, so he was very skeptical that Shamu at this time would be able to swing the long knife in his hand as strong and powerful as he did at the beginning.

However, in the next moment, Shamu had already cut down a few werewolves who pounced on him. The action is as fast as light and shadow. Those werewolves pounced on them with exaggerated movements, but Shamu only aimed at their vital points, and saw blood sealing their throats. It's effortless, Shamu is a smart man, Khan praised in his heart.

The rest of the werewolves roared at him, their white and thin long hair, like silver needles in the light of the sky, although they had the shape of a human, but both their eyes and fur were closer to wolves, and the most terrible thing was that their eyes at this time revealed their salivating greed for the prey they had been tracking.

Shamu's bravery temporarily curbed the werewolf's madness, but it had not yet cleared the way for their march. Just now he had driven all of the Khan's guards to the other side to make the Khan's flesh shield, and now there were only two helpers in front of him, these two helpers were completely useless, and Shamu could clearly know without making any attempt to verify it, because he had already heard the sword in their hands, and shivered against the cold wind. If he had time now, he would have looked at them and would have seen that their blades had lost their lifeless brilliance, and had all been dimmed.

And if it weren't the time to employ people, even if it wasn't for the Great Khan's orders, he would have immediately swung his knife and slit the throats of both of them. A soldier without courage is more terrible than a soldier with clumsy hands and feet, and betrays faster. Their presence is even more terrible than the enemy on the other side.

But for now, even if they are just pieces of paper and useless, he wants to keep them with the Khan, "You stay by the side of the guests, and I will deal with them." After Sha Mu finished speaking, he untied a piece of camel meat that had been hanging on his body before, and threw it into the sand in front of him. It exudes a meaty aroma that werewolves can't avoid. The werewolf's gaze was really attracted, that was their weakness, and they were defensive against everything.

Then, Shamu seized the moment, jumped up and fell behind them, and in an instant he fell into knee-deep sand, but instead of pulling out his legs, he drew a long circle with the long knife in his hand......