Chapter 1271: The Prince Will Be Martyred

The delicate copper kettle was lifted high, and two drops of water slowly dripped down into the chapped lips.

Kuth shook it up and down vigorously, but in the end he couldn't shake a drop of water, and he left the kettle on the ground in disappointment.

From this moment on, their situation was even more difficult, and the situation of breaking the water was like a guillotine on everyone's neck, which could fall at any time.

"Your Highness, drink mine!"

The captain of the guard, Kavard, handed over his leather water bag, and Kuth looked at the shriveled water bag in front of him, and couldn't help but lick his chapped and pale lips, and finally shook his head.

"You need water more than I do, keep marching, otherwise we will be chased by the big cannibals, and we will all go and make horse stones and slaves for the big cannibals!"

"No, I will never be a slave to the Great Cannibal, and if I can't die in battle, I'll kill myself!"

Kavard replied crisply, without any dragging his feet.

Ku Si Lao smiled bitterly, why didn't he say so, but when it really came to that moment, who would be willing?

Along the way, he kept mentally preparing himself, and kept telling himself that that moment was not far away from him. Thinking of this, Ku Si Lao subconsciously touched the silver-plated dagger studded with gems on his waist.

All the weapons and daily necessities around Kuth Lao were exquisitely crafted, and it was said that the dagger that he regarded as the last suicide was inlaid with hundreds of gems.

However, these things do not bring him special luck, and if the moment comes, everything will become the enemy's trophy.

A day earlier, the last of their men had died of exhaustion, and they had to march on foot into the thickest thorn bushes, so that they could get rid of their pursuers as much as possible.

Fortunately, the main army of Da Shi did not chase into the mountains, and they only sent a small number of elites with a large number of warriors from local tribes into the mountains to encircle and suppress.

"Mahdi seems to know that I am in the army, otherwise how could he spend so much effort into the mountains to pursue our routs?"

Without saying a word, Kavard did not respond to Kuthlao, but sorted out the items he had brought with him, and the only thing he could eat was a small piece of hard dough.

The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and there is less and less food that can be carried for a long time, only this kind of dry, hard and less watery dough cake can not be broken for half a month even in the hot summer.

The soldiers moved forward with frustration and weakness, and if it weren't for their loyalty to His Highness, they might have chosen an easier path.

"Don't be discouraged, as long as we cross the Alborz Mountain, which is a great lake comparable to the sea, we will have water and be saved!"

In order to motivate the soldiers, Kuth Lao strengthened his spirit and said some encouraging words, but with little effect. The only dozen or so soldiers feigned cheers with little energy, and then there was a deathly silence, and they marched forward mechanically.

Kavard whispered in Kuth's ear:

"Your Highness, although there is a lot of water in the Great Lake, it is said that it is the same salty water as the sea, so it cannot be drunk!"

Kuth was stunned for a moment, and immediately muttered half-comfortingly, half-to himself:

"It's better to have water than no water!"

However, Kusi Lao still underestimated the strength of the Great Food Chasing Army, and due to the warriors sent by the local tribes, the effect of the originally thorny undulating mountains was greatly reduced.

Guided by guides who were familiar with the terrain, many of the pursuers even ran ahead of them.

Fortunately, these people were also small groups of centaurs, and they were killed by Ku Silao and others one by one.

Even so, the shock to them is immeasurable, if a group of people can catch up, or even run ahead of them, then it is difficult to guarantee that more people will catch up, can they still be so lucky when the time comes?

Kusi Lao had to speed up and flee north in even more embarrassment. They even drank their own urine during the lack of food and drink along the way, but one day it rained in the middle of the night and finally filled the water bottle and water bag they had brought with them.

As long as you have water, even if you are hungry for two or three days, you can support it.

At this time, Kusi Lao felt that they could no longer flee north for their lives, because the Great Cannibals also knew that they were fleeing for their lives to the north, so as long as the Great Cannibals spread their nets to the north, there would always be some people who would catch up with them.

"To the east, to the east, to take an unexpected path!"

Although there were tens of thousands of cannibals and local tribesmen who pursued into the Alborz Mountains, they could scatter hundreds or thousands of them in the vast mountains, and they could not form a tight encirclement against them.

Kuslao pinned his hopes on a loose encirclement of them by the Great Cannibals in the East.

As long as you are lucky and successfully escape back to Khorasan, you will be completely out of danger.

Mount Alborz stretches from northwest to southeast along the Great Lake, and if you want to avoid the Great Lake, you can only go southeast along the mountain, and as long as you are still in the mountains, even if you encounter the Great Eclipse pursuers, you still have a chance to counterattack and escape.

Once you leave the Alborz Mountains and reach the plains along the lake, you will have nowhere to escape even if you want to.

The march went well, and Kuth Lao and his men had not seen any trace of the Great Eclipse pursuers for three days, and although there were only thirteen men left with him, each one of them was his most loyal warrior.

Kuth didn't want any of them to suffer unnecessary casualties.

Ku Silao suddenly felt a chill on the right side of his face, and subconsciously raised his hand to touch it, and there was blood on his fingers. Immediately after, a hot pain came from his face.

Sou!

Whoosh!

The sound of arrows breaking through the air was clear and dense.

"Not good, enemy attack, enemy attack!"

By the time they realized the danger, it was too late, and Kuss had unknowingly slipped into the encircled ambush.

However, after all, they were experienced in a hundred battles, and they did not flee in a panic, but tried to hide and try not to expose themselves, so that the other party would not dare to attack rashly. After all, even if you have an absolute advantage in dense forest combat, you can still have casualties several times that of the enemy.

Therefore, the vast majority of people will choose to play with cats and mice, slowly persecuting and playing until the enemy is exhausted, and then the killer is painful.

Old Cuth's hand reached for the quiver, where only a lone arrow remained.

In normal times, when is the quiver not full of bulge?

A hint of desperation appeared on Kuth Lao's face, and he only listened to the momentum in all directions, and he also knew that it would be difficult to get rid of the nightmare Jedi today.

"Khavad, I'm ready to be the first prince to be martyred after the restoration of Persia, you guys, ignore me, seize the opportunity, you will escape, return to Nadta, and tell ...... everything here."

Halfway through speaking, Ku Si Lao couldn't stop crying.