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In order to prevent the pursuers of the Ulans from chasing them, the sergeants set fire to the horse bandit village and began to retreat.

The slaves from the stockade followed them to the border.

There was some disagreement about whether to retreat with these people. Because they can't go far because of their poor physical strength, they are likely to be overtaken by the Ulans.

Eventually, however, the leading officer decided to take them with him. However, he sent several Tempomancers back to the Shire to find a border patrol force to meet them.

With those slaves, it was indeed slow. I could have reached the border in one day, but after a day of walking, I was still far from the border. The slaves were in poor physical condition, and they couldn't walk long after they couldn't walk. There was no way, the sergeants had no choice but to give up their horses.

It's like this, and it's slow. Gradually, there was an opinion among the warriors.

Yang Yunhui is a wind warlock, so he has been flying in the sky, and they have been doing reconnaissance work.

After a while, the person beside him suddenly stepped forward, "Yunhui, you see that the team below is walking so slowly, it will definitely be caught up by the Ulans!"

"Why?"

"We are here in the territory of Ulan, and the big leader ran away in advance, plus the fire just now, this will definitely attract the Ulans. ”

"But you can't leave these people behind!"

"When the Ulans catch up, no one will be able to leave, they all have to stay here!"

Yang Yunhui also understands these problems. But, again, you can't leave these poor people who have suffered so much in Ulan here to fend for themselves. If he is caught up by Ulan, he will definitely be slaughtered.

So what Yang Yunhui can do is to do their best to find out the enemy situation early.

500 sergeants and more than 800 slaves, such a number is huge in this wasteland. On the way these people passed, a large puff of dust could be seen from a distance.

After a day's journey, the team needs to stop and rest. Although the sergeants were extremely reluctant to stay, the slaves, who had suffered so much at the hands of the Ulans, could not walk. They have not been provided with adequate food for many years, and their physique is much weaker than normal.

At night, the army rested on the spot in the wasteland. They didn't dare to light a fire, but just lay there, shivering in the cold night wind.

Yang Yunhui and the other wind warlocks also returned to the ground to rest. They hugged each other back to back to keep warm.

The sorcerers cast a wood-based mystical outside the camp, and a circle of thick vines with stingers emerged from the ground and circled around. At the same time, he also used the cloud shadow technique to hide everyone.

So from a distance, the camp was an empty mound of sand, and nothing else.

After a day's journey, the people in the group were tired, so after a simple meal of dry food, they fell asleep. Gradually, the snoring gradually started, but fortunately there was a god to cover up the sound, otherwise it would have been easy to be discovered.

At night, Yang Yunhui had a dream, in which their group of people was discovered by the Ulans. The Ulans rushed into the camp on tall horses, shooting arrows, killing people, and laughing wildly. Blood stained the nearby sand dunes red, bright red.

In the morning, when Yang Yunhui woke up, he realized that he had a nightmare last night. Although I can't remember what I dreamed of, I still remember that a lot of people died.

Those former slaves woke up early, and I don't know if it was a habit that had been cultivated for many years. Their eyes were red and there was some fear in them. It seems to be a desire to return to the life of the Charles, and the fear of not being able to return to the heart palpitations of the Charles.

After a brief meal, the team set off again.

I'm glad I wasn't spotted by the Ulans last night, maybe they haven't caught up yet.

Calculate the schedule, and at the current rate, you will be able to return to the territory of the Charr in a day and a half.

I hope I don't meet the Ulans.

Maybe it was because the weather was not beautiful, and it didn't take long for the sky to rain heavily. The rain was so heavy that it hit people's faces and wet their eyes.

These poor people themselves are very thinly dressed, and it is already the end of October, and the temperature is a little cold. After being wet by the raindrops, everyone shivered, and some people kept coughing. Even the sergeants felt some discomfort.

The only luck is that there is no thunder in the sky, and Yang Yunhui and others, who are randomly covered with rain, can still fly in the sky. Once the sky thunders on a rainy day, they, the Wind Warlocks, will never be allowed to rise into the sky. Because of the fear of being struck by lightning. Without special skills, being struck by lightning means that there is no life or death.

It's bad luck, or maybe it's as it should be. The horses of the Ullans caught up from behind.

Woo~Woo~Woo~

In the distance, the trumpets of the Uhlan people were heard. The sound of horses' hooves rang out one after another. It looks like there are thousands of people.

The fighters immediately formed a defensive formation and prepared for battle.

Countless bows and arrows were shot from afar, and the arrows were very accurate, and they all came towards the team.

The slaves fell to the ground one after another, and immediately cried loudly, in a terrible state.

"Kamito Armor!" The leading officer shouted violently.

Immediately, the Xuanjin Warlock behind him began to stretch. Then a circle of rattan appeared between them and the Ulans, and the rattan had a stinger on it.

The Ulans slammed into the thorny rattans, and the rear team crashed into the front, unable to stop until they smashed the rattans.

When the rattan was smashed, the Ullans in front of them fell to the ground, and the people behind quickly stepped on their bodies and ran wildly, without even screaming, and they were overwhelmed by the torrent of iron horses behind.

Thanks to the blockage of the rattan armor chain, the warriors of the Changshan Legion have already formed fortifications. The warriors dismounted and planted their spears neatly diagonally on the ground in front of them. At first glance, a large row of spears is neatly arranged in front, densely packed, and it looks very frightening.

"Musketeers, prepare!"

Fifty musketeers crouched behind the array of spears and aimed at the Ulans in front of them one by one.

(Muskets, flaming iron bullets powered by wind energy, are like arquebuses.) )

"Put!"

Bang! Bang!

With a barrage of gunfire, the people in the front row of the Ulans fell one by one. It's raining now, so it affects the power of the musket a little, otherwise it can kill and injure more Ulans.

Although the muskets were incredibly powerful, they could not stop the Ullans from advancing, and they still charged quickly. Muskets need to cool down for a while after the first hit before they can attack again. But this time does not allow for a second blow.

"Crossbow, ready!"

"Put!"

This group of Changshan Legion soldiers who came out to suppress the bandits can be described as well-equipped, and almost all of them carry crossbow arrows on their backs. No, with an order from the officer, nearly 500 crossbow arrows shot out.

Another Ulan fell.

Although the muskets and crossbow arrows on the side of the Changshan Legion have a good killing effect, the bows and arrows on the Ulan side are also extremely powerful, and they shoot far and accurately. The two sides have not yet engaged in hand-to-hand combat, and long-range attacks have caused a large number of casualties.

At this point, the two sides were already very close. After spotting the pikes in front of the Charr line, the Ulans split into left and right armies, intending to bypass the spears and attack from both sides.

At this moment, the musket was fired again, knocking down a large number of Ulans once again. The Ulans were very frightened of this new weapon, because they could not see the arrows of the attack, they could not dodge it at all, and they were suddenly shot while running, and it was so powerful that they could not be stopped even with a shield.

The twenty Wind Warlocks that Yang Yunhui was with also flew into the sky and launched an assault from top to bottom. Dozens of wind blades, warlock fireballs and other different attack moves bombarded the ranks of the Ulans at great speed, which terrified those who were hiding behind, and often suffered wherever there were many people.

The Ulans shot arrows into the sky, but the Wind Warlocks were so fast that the Ulans couldn't aim at all, so they could only shoot indiscriminately. Every time the Ulans shot an arrow into the sky, they would be attacked by even more fierce gods.

There were also meteorites in the sky that hit the formation of the Ulans, like cannonballs, and smashed into their crowd, and for a while people turned on their backs, and their appearance was miserable.

After suffering a large number of non-contact attacks, the Ulans finally bypassed the spear array in front of them and engaged the Changshan Legion in close combat.

Their horsemanship was indeed superb, and their spears were very good.

As soon as they were handed over, some of the fighters were picked off their horses with a single shot. Although the warriors were protected by thick armor, the Ulans always found the gaps that the armor could not protect and attacked.

For a while, the limbs flew wildly, blood splashed, and the appearance was miserable!

The total number of bandit suppression detachments of the Changshan Legion was only 500 people, while the Ulans came with 3,000 people. Although the weapons and Shenxuan of the Changshan Legion were very powerful, they were outnumbered after all, and the victory and defeat were quickly tilted in favor of the Ulans.

The slaves were also brutally killed, and the Ullans were always cruel to those who escaped, let alone the slaves captured from the Shire.

Yang Yunhui was very anxious in the sky, but he couldn't do anything, after all, there were too few people on his side.

The only thing to be thankful for is that the team of this Changshan Regiment was sent from a special operations regiment, so they have strong individual combat capabilities. Although outnumbered, they are also very good at protecting themselves. No, after they surrounded themselves with spears and shields, the Ulans did not have a good means of attack.

Ulan doesn't have as many schools as the Shire for mystical skill training, so they don't have enough mystical sorcerers. In such a pursuit, there were only a few mystic sorcerers who set out with their army.

The sporadic wind blades and flame strikes did not have a good effect on the shield array of the Changshan Legion.

It wasn't until the Ulans fired rockets that the tide of battle began to tilt in favor of the Ulans.

The flame arrows burned all the shields, and the internal breath of the mystical sorcerers was almost consumed, and the warriors of the Changshan Legion were gradually exposed to the bows and arrows of the Ulans. Gradually, the casualties began to increase, and there were fewer and fewer people standing. The Tempomancer in the sky was also shot down several people. After falling, it was immediately dismantled by the Ulan people, and its condition was miserable.