The wolf smell found by the hounds belongs to these werewolves.

So they traveled a long way here and poked this hornet's nest.

The guards, who attached too much importance to showmanship, were often entered by the children of the khanate nobles. Therefore, as soon as they fought these fierce and tenacious werewolves, they were immediately gnawed by the sharp teeth of the werewolves, and they scattered and fled.

The Khan drove his horses and shuttled among these ferocious werewolves. In the past, what he was best at as a war horse was to raise his head and neigh, even in front of the wild wolves transported by the Persian country, it would also neigh with pride, that kind of posture that looked at the world, so that the khan once thought that his mount was the real king of beasts. But now, Khan found that even it was frightened by the werewolf on the impact. The Khan riding on it could already feel its trembling. And in the face of his instructions, they can't do a good job of prohibiting them. The knife he was about to stab out was thrown into the air because of the retreat of the war horse under his crotch, but instead gave the werewolf a chance to bite his horse's leg fiercely.

He also stumbled and was thrown off his horse!" A bunch of rubbish, really a bunch of rubbish. "Khan, who felt pain all over his body, lay down in the soft sand, and it was a hysterical roar.

Fortunately, the guards who were scolded by him for rubbish, as soon as they saw him fall off the horse, they still remembered limping over and using their bodies to form a wall like an iron bucket, tightly surrounding him and protecting him.

Next, the thick wall-like fortress surrounded by the bodies of these guards, layer by layer, was torn open by the werewolf's sharp teeth.

Khan knew that he would not be able to survive for long. He ordered people to use their characteristic trumpets to blow a wailing sound and call for help in all directions. But when he came up with this solution, his heart had become cold, in this deserted desert north, the sound of the complaining trumpet, even if he could attract any animal, it could only be his enemy. Either that's the real wolf pack.

However, what really unsettled him was not the repeated ferocious attacks of these werewolves and the savage cruelty of greedily sucking human flesh after the attacks. Instead, they gathered around him, and the fighting spirit of these guards slowly collapsed. He was familiar with the habits of these werewolves, and in order to continue to keep their food fresh, it wouldn't be long before they stopped attacking and gathered in a heap, just guarding them for the next meal.

And after the first few charges, they were obviously about to eat and drink.

So what they're going to face next is a pair of green eyes that will keep them fresh just to keep their flesh and blood fresh. In this case, the most important thing is to extend the survival time. But the people who still protect him with their bodies are about to go crazy. The threat from the werewolf tooth gnawed at their minds, even through the thick armor, the Khan could feel it. If you can ignore the danger, this is really the best reminder for him. His Western Turks had been at ease for far too long. Everyone is digging their own graves. Legend has it that the Khan with the Mandate of Heaven was reminded of the Divine Destiny in a strange way. It's a pity that after he got this reminder, he didn't know if he had the life to go back to the Khan's chair to eliminate the evils.

He raised his hand and threw the knife still in his hand into the soft sand, sending up a puff of smoke. Then he glanced at the group of guards leaders who had nothing to do but know how to guard his side as a meat shield, and ordered with annoyance, "Quickly send a few people to look around here to see if there is a convenient place to hide, and the werewolf attack will stop soon." At the very least, we must have a hidden place and stand by for help. ”

The leader of the guards, who had been frightened, pulled up the iron helmet that had hung down in a panic, almost covering half of his face, and agreed! But at the same time, he did not hold out any hope in his heart. I can't even understand why Khan would say that these werewolves would stop attacking immediately. In his eyes, he only saw these werewolves rushing up in waves, and no matter how many they cut down, there would be double the number coming towards them. And then the people who fall quickly become their food. and then become the white bones of Senran. The thought of everyone present would end like that. He felt that when he spoke, a heart would fly out of his mouth.

He randomly assigned a few people to run out. At that time, there was already daylight, coming out from behind the distant mountains.

Those people scurried into the desert like headless flies. Some even crashed into the werewolves' arms indiscriminately. But in the end, there is a handful that comes back, and it should be said that it is a return of good news. There was a small cave not far behind them, which was in a good location, easy to defend and difficult to attack. Can temporarily act as their hiding place.

Even such exciting news. Nor can it bring any real joy to them who are in fear, because in their eyes, these werewolves will not let their prey escape easily.

"Before, no one destroyed the Ning Yue Clan's birth tower, so everything went smoothly around the Khan. It was only when a thief disturbed the peace of the tower that he would fall into such a dangerous situation. The Khan's attendants, who had been lying on the ground and cowering, didn't even dare to raise their heads and mutter. In the past, he had always been a popular man by Khan's side, and Khan had always liked the way he spoke, and admired the little songs he sang in disguise. But when he heard him say these words today, he felt only disgusted, and the Khan ordered the guards to grab sand and fill his mouth. So that he can no longer make a sound!

By now, Khan has truly seen the intelligence of the Han scholars. Born in sorrow, died in peace, the mystery of the eight words is extraordinary. But what annoyed him the most was not the nasty servant whose mouth was covered with sand and only screamed, the person he should hate the most was himself. came to Mobei so blindly, and even ignored his age and physical strength. He has long passed the age of adolescent impulsiveness. He felt sorry for himself. He is also praying that the only providence will favor him again and help him to free himself from this dangerous situation.

And then it was like the power of prayer just came.

The guards who surrounded him let out an exclamation. At some point, a bloodied figure appeared behind them, where the sand had split into two colors. It was the concentration of fear of the werewolves that they forgot to defend against the danger from behind, but fortunately, the figure had already bowed down when it was close enough to the Khan.

Then people can tell from his sharp movements that the blood on his body must not be his own.

But the Khan searched behind him through his figure, and when he saw if there were companions with him, his eyes immediately degenerated from the joy he had just seen to a look of 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.