If there is really a regret medicine in the world, then Agatai said that he will definitely ask for a pair to eat, even if he is bankrupt.

You must not raise troops out of anger, this is what the Han people say in the art of war, although Agatai has not read it, but he understands it. It's a pity that just after encountering a few provocations, he really forgot about this in a fit of rage, so he paid a terrible price at the moment.

Among the several ditches in front of them, the first three shallow ditches really have nothing but water, but when they start from the fourth, they are different.

Countless spikes are like the sharp teeth of sharks, jagged and dense under the shallow water, as many as the number of stars and sand. Regardless of whether it is a person or a horse, as long as it is on it, under the inertia of not being able to brake the car, it is too late to retreat.

The horse neighed and fell, causing more spikes to pierce into the body, and the knight on the horse was also caught off guard, and then ten thousand pierced the heart.

The sudden splash of water, combined with the sneering column of blood, seemed to draw a brilliant picture in an instant. Accompanied by the wails and screams of the horses and humans as they die, a chapter of the Song of the Dead is outlined.

The Grim Reaper opened his mouth in the void and laughed wildly, feasting on a sumptuous feast. In the blink of an eye, more than two hundred of the seven hundred brave warriors had fallen.

Agatay's distressed liver trembled, a team of more than a thousand people, before the real battle, most of them had already been lost, and they didn't even see the real enemy. The open opening of the city in front of us is like the enemy's cracked mouth and laughing, like the entrance to hell is open, and the hope is terrifying.

"Yan Shi Gongzi! What a Yan Shi Gongzi!" Agatai's eyes were cracking, his teeth creaking, and a red line of blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

How vicious and vicious must this Nima be to arrange such a trap? first to provoke him with a shallow ditch, then to provoke him with archers, then to confuse with the first three safe shallow ditches, and finally to release a lore from the fourth shallow ditch......

This wave of waves, one link after another, has calculated people's hearts and emotions to the bones, and completely put the opponent under his own rhythm control.

Agatai suddenly felt an inexplicable chill, and the previous disdain for this Yan Shi boy was no longer half gone, and instead of being full of fear from the bottom of his heart.

Is that the end of it? No, it can't be. Next, I'm afraid there are even more terrible backhands waiting for you.

He thought so.

"Withdraw! Retreat! Don't stop for a moment!" he turned his horse's head, shouted hoarsely, and turned away without looking back, not even paying attention to the wounded.

Behind him, there was a sharp banging sound, which fell on Agatai's ears, like the mad laughter of the urging Yama.

Sure enough, with the sound of bangzi suppressing the sky, a low buzzing sound suddenly followed. The sky seemed to darken for a moment and then rain down like a shower of arrows.

Ahh

Poof, poof-

The muffled sound of countless sharp weapons piercing into the flesh kept ringing left and right behind him, blood splashed, the war horse neighed, and the belated counterattack of Ordos New City finally showed its fangs at this moment.

Critical Blow!

Poof, poof, people kept falling off their horses, and each sound of falling horses pierced Agata's heart like a spike, making him feel painful.

The whole horse team came and went suddenly, and it was only a cup of tea before and after, so that many people were like in a dream, and they couldn't come back to their senses for a while.

When he finally rushed back into the woods again, Agatai turned his head to look at it, but this glance made his eyes dark, so that he could not fall from his horse.

After this series of blows, the knights who were still following him at the moment did not exceed three hundred. Even these 300 people, almost all of them are wounded, and if they have completely lost their combat power, they are useless.

It's over, it's all over! Agatai's blood poured into his pupils, and his heart was like ashes.

"King, you can't stop, you have to hurry away, it's not safe in this forest!" the guards beside him shouted with horror on their faces.

Agatai woke up suddenly, yes, there are still those archers in this forest. I just dispelled it before, how can I let go of this good opportunity now?

"Let......'s go," he said, taking a deep breath and gritting his teeth.

But as soon as this sound fell, several sharp arrows had already arrived one after another with a sharp whistling, and several horsemen were screaming and dismounting. The ownerless horse neighed, spread its hooves and ran away.

"Borsay......" his face changed, a look of pain and determination flashed in his eyes, and he turned his head to look at the guard.

The guards were stunned, then smiled miserably, raised their hands heavily and hammered them on their chests, and said angrily: "Wang, I wish to fight for you again in the next life!"

Someone had to die to stop the damned sneak attackers and buy the army enough time to retreat. The personal guard named Borsay knew that if he gave an account of his life, there would be no other result than death in battle.

The guards who rushed out with him understood this, but they followed without hesitation.

Loyalty is not only the Central Plains! Loyalty is never distinguished by ethnic and national boundaries.

The arrows finally stopped as Borsay turned, and the incessant shouts and screams came from the depths of the forest, which faded away.

With tears in his eyes, Agatai gritted his teeth and beat the horse's buttocks desperately, urging the horse to keep bypassing the vines and the branches and leaves that stood in the way, and ran out with his head bored.

Borsay is not only his personal commander, but also his answer. The two grew up together, escaped from the destroyed tribe together, and then gathered together to ride the wolf. For more than ten years, no matter how many winds and waves are dangerous, they have supported each other to get through. However, today, his only relative has finally left him......

But he couldn't stop, and his grief and pain could only be endured by himself. Because, he's no longer just the Anda of Borsay, he's the king of the wolf riders!

Just run to the river, run to the river!

There were still 200 wounded soldiers left by the river, and I didn't want them to be a burden at the time, but I didn't want to become an unexpected reinforcement at this moment. As long as you can run to the river, and the two hundred people can answer it, you can immediately get on the boat and cross the river, and then you will be completely safe.

He thought.

Fortunately, when I came, I had removed the obstacles that stood in my way, and I didn't have to travel as hard as when I came. Although the war horse can't let go of the full speed gallop, it can still trot. This finally gave everyone some comfort.

However, before this comforting emotion could ferment, a strange sound suddenly came, which made Agatai startled, and his face showed a little confusion, but then he seemed to suddenly think of something, and in an instant, his face changed wildly, and his face was like dead ashes.

"Run, run, run!" he cried out like madness, whipping his horse as if he were deadly, and he tore off his shirt and covered his head and face.

The routs had just relaxed a little because they had escaped the threat of the Ming archers, and they had not reacted to the king's panic at all, and could not understand what was going on. It's just that I subconsciously complied, and then I reflexively urged the horse to keep up.

But it was only a brief hesitation, and disaster struck.

The low humming sound seemed to be far away just now, but the next moment it suddenly became louder, and the speed seemed to fly......

Yes, just fly.

The gauzy wings vibrated rapidly, and the high-frequency vibrations rubbed against the air, coupled with the sheer number, finally converged into an overwhelming wave.

One of the most terrifying and terrifying creatures of the steppe has come at this moment.

The wolf cavalry finally came to their senses, but after they came to their senses, it was not joy, but horror from the soul!

"Ahh

"No ......"

"Immortal God......."

The screams that changed their voices due to panic spread like a plague. Even the bravest warriors all changed their faces at this moment, and they lost a trace of courage to fight.

The Yellow Mosquito will suck the blood and soul of the target, and those who have no soul will not be able to return to the embrace of the Immortal Heaven, but can only completely fall and turn into dust.

The bravery of the warrior is not afraid to fight, but he is afraid that he will not be able to return it after death. It was an ancient nightmare, the most tragic end, and no one wanted to die that senselessly.

Run, run, run!

Everyone was crazy, like frightened little beasts, wolves rushing and spurring. But in this dense forest, their huge size dooms them to misery, how can they escape the large yellow mosquito whose size is more suitable for flying in the forest?

The humming sound became more and more violent, and suddenly a thick fog floated through the entire forest, enveloping all the land within a radius of several miles.

One horse was abandoned, two horses were abandoned, and more and more horses were abandoned.......

In the face of the choice between life and death, these beings who were regarded by the knights as a second life in the past, they have no choice.

Compared to the sheer size of the horses, thinner human bodies are obviously better suited to running in such dense forests. And leaving these larger lives behind can also make those terrifying beings who feed on blood linger even for a moment, thus giving themselves a chance to survive.

Life is self-interested by nature, and natural choices are not good or cruel.

However, is this really okay? A certain being in the swarm of the big yellow mosquito suddenly vibrated its wings, and the golden light flashed and flickered, sending out bursts of invisible fluctuations, and quickly spreading......

The huge horses were ignored, and the big yellow mosquitoes swarmed around the big guys, only aiming at the smaller targets that were jumping and running.

The screams rang out endlessly, but they soon stopped abruptly. Death is everywhere! Except for a very few lucky people, many more people can only turn into shriveled corpses in despair, with empty and confused eyes, looking at the sky silently, and dying......

Agatai was already wooden, and the short journey of ten minutes was as straight as ten thousand years in his senses. The screams behind him were incessant at first, but by the time he finally saw the river beach outside the forest, it was already sporadic. He knew that it was because there were not many people alive.

Fortunately, there are more than 200 people outside. The wolf rider still has seeds, and as long as he, the king, is still there, the wolf rider will have one day to stand up again!

"Get on board, get on board, everyone, hurry!" he finally burst out of the woods, shouting to the wounded soldiers who had already heard the movement and were in a defensive posture.

The crowd was so frightened that they didn't care to ask anything, and began to turn around and run towards the boat moored in the river. However, no more than two steps were taken, when a loud roar roared.

"No——!" Agatai followed the sound, and let out a shout that did not resemble a human voice, and then disappeared in the rushing turbid waves, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Wolves ride, extinguish.