"There are ambushes ahead! The Kazakhs are going to kill everyone cleanly, everyone is fighting with these Kazakhs who are raised by dogs! ”

Seeing the large group of cavalry that suddenly rushed out of the dark shadow in front of him, and the stragglers who were still fleeing, he found that the Kazakhs behind him were obviously not as many as those who rushed out in front, and they were not as crazy as the people in front. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"I'd rather fight to kill a madman than touch a madman!" Not to mention the madman who charged with hundreds of cavalry.

Finding that there was no way to live in front, the Roman Empire people behind turned around and rushed towards the Kazakh light cavalry hunting behind, and the Kazakhs did not know who was ambushing the army in front, although the Kazakhs were brave and good at fighting, but after all, there were only about a hundred people, and they were suddenly reflexively attacked by the Roman Empire rout.

"Poof!"

The fat man was the first to rush into the ranks of the Kazakhs, and with the slightest click of his spear pierced the throat of one of the Kazakhs, and with a sweep of the other nearby Kazakh hussar broke the waist.

"Bang!"

In the surprise and horror of the Kazakhs, the three hundred cavalry following the fat man pierced into the ranks of the Kazakhs like a sharp sword, the cold light flashed, the flesh and blood flew, the heads rolled, many Kazakhs were knocked off their horses by the sudden cavalry, three knives fought a knife, and the unsuspecting Kazakhs were stunned.

I thought it was my own ambush soldiers who actually rushed into their own queue, just wanted to say hello, Xueliang's long sword slashed through his neck, especially the first fat man who rushed in was even more brave, an ordinary spear used by a knight to sprint danced in his hand a white arc, and the Kazakhs who surrounded him fell more than a dozen at once, either the throat was pierced with a big hole and rushed out, or even the neck and head flew into the sky, but the headless body had to shake a few times before falling off the horse.

The Kazakhs, who have always been proud of killing blood, couldn't help but shudder when they saw the fat man's method of killing, the Kazakhs are also human, and no one wants to provoke such a madman who likes to torture and kill, so they have reined in their horses and walked around the crazy fat man.

"It's our men, it's our cavalry of the Roman Empire!"

The rout of the Roman Empire that counterattacked nearby also came back to their senses, looking at the Kazakh cavalry that had been killed and disabled, and surrounded them one after another.

"The tower fortress is over, the Kazakh army, which has been circling outside the city the night before yesterday, suddenly stormed the east wall of the tower like crazy, and the brothers were caught off guard, no one thought that the Kazakhs would be so crazy, rushing up with their own corpses.

The eldest spear was stabbed and the knife was replaced, and when the knife was missing, he picked up the weapon from the corpses around him and put it on again, and the blood spurted out of the bodies of the brothers, and poured out from the fallen corpses, and flowed under his feet, and the slippery people could not stand steadily, and the corpses of the dead were piled up all over the city road, and they could not even insert their feet into it.

At noon today, the group of bastards of the 8th team defending the eastern wall couldn't bear it, and this afternoon they started to fucking run away, and in the evening we were left with our brothers from the western wall to carry the Kazakhs alone! ”

The bearded man's cry suddenly stopped, and immediately erupted into a heart-rending scream, which shook the earth and startled the fat man.

"The brothers are unjust! If it weren't for the fact that my subordinates promised General Saka to bring everyone back alive, I would have died at the head of the tower city to accompany everyone! ”

The first time the fat man saw a big man, he would cry like this, especially a man with a big beard, wearing a set of knightly light scale armor on his body, and claiming to be the deputy head of the Sixth Banner Regiment, Baron Torla.

The bearded man was stained red with blood all over his body, but he didn't know if it was his own or the enemy's.

The fat man didn't even think maliciously, didn't this guy get infected when he was pretending to be dead?

The bearded face was full of gnashing hatred, and the scattered hair was mixed with a few yellow weeds on the roadside, like a ruined dog.

It seems that when the two armies were fighting just now, he was the one in the rout army who hid in the haystack like a rat in a panic, but he still had to show great excitement and grievances, crying was a heartbreak, and he was more unjust than Dou E.

was hugged by a bearded man on his thighs, wiped a handful of snot and tears on his thighs, the disgusting fat man almost kicked him out, but looking at the scene next to him, the fat man still endured it.

"Grass, what's this called! It's a fucking good guy and something going on. ”

The fat man, who wanted to ignore these routs, was just about to beckon his subordinates to leave, but he was hugged by this bearded man who suddenly rushed out of the grass, and he couldn't run if he wanted to.

"There are really talents in the army of the Roman Empire!" The fat man looked at the bearded man who was holding his thighs with his hands, and the cry in his mouth was earth-shattering, and the faces of the soldiers in the nearby area who were infected were full of grief and indignation.

But the fat man found that the bearded tears did not see a few, only to see a pair of big eyes staring at himself sadly, if a beautiful woman looked at himself like this, the fat man would definitely be happy, but a bearded man with big eyes looked at himself like a resentful woman, the fat man's disgusting body was rashed, and his heart was hairy.

"There's nothing wrong with this guy!" The fat man's eyes swept over the heads of the routs around him, there were at least a thousand people, a large area of black pressure, and his faces were full of fear and loss, there was a little bit of fierceness that had fought with the Kazakhs for a day and a night.

If it is really as tragic as this bearded man said, it would be very good to see more than a hundred people now, there is still such a large area left, looking at the general scene of being driven away by the Kazakhs just now, it is estimated that the first one to run away may not be the Eighth Banner Regiment, the knight fat man really misunderstood this bearded man, the first one to run is really the Eighth Banner Regiment, but the second one is difficult to say.

The fat man sorted out the thoughts in his mind, glanced at the faces of the Roman Imperial soldiers around him, and the Roman Imperial soldiers who looked at him lowered their heads in shame, this feeling of invincibility made the fat man feel very happy

"Well, you're saying that the Kazakh offensive was launched the evening before yesterday? Are you sure it's the evening before yesterday? ”

The fat man with thick enough nerves suddenly remembered the bearded knight's words just now, and the pride just now was immediately like a deflated ball, completely gone, and he felt a cold swish behind his back.

"Wasn't the evening before yesterday the time when I ambushed the Kazakh cavalry? It can't be that their own ambush is really known to the Kazakhs! ”

The fat man has now basically figured out the ins and outs, and it is estimated that he attacked the Kazakh squadron heading south, but somehow let the Kazakh army know about it, and launched a large-scale retaliation against the tower fortress.

"Yes, the little one remembers very clearly, even the evening before yesterday, and I don't know what stimulated those Kazakhs, they gathered ten squadrons of troops to storm the east wall of the tower, and shouted why the prince took revenge! One by one, they are playing with their brothers as if they were beaten with chicken blood, don't you see the blood、、、、"

The bearded man seemed to be stimulated enough by the fat man's evening sentence, knowing that if he didn't say exaggerated, he might be cut off as a deserter!

Immediately use his bloody imagination, eager to say that he is a tragic hero who single-handedly cut down the entire Kazakh army, and then ended up being betrayed by his own people.

Seeing that the bearded man was about to chatter and complain again, the fat man hurriedly waved his hand to stop it, and asked curiously, "What prince?" A prince of the Kazakhs? ”

The bearded man's embarrassed eyes blinked, and he realized that what he had just said was too fast, too devoted, too passionate, and he didn't even pay attention to what he said: "This 、、、、"

Seeing the fat man asking himself with a solemn face, he thought that if he couldn't find someone to take refuge in this time, he was afraid that it would not be long before he would either die under the sword of the Kazakhs, or he would be expelled from the military by name, and at that time, a knight like himself who beared the shame of defeat and escape would not be taken in.

People are always very clever when they are in danger, looking at the fat man's murderous gaze, the bearded man hurriedly learned the tone of the Kazakhs and said in a strange voice, and the tone really had a bit of the taste of the Kazakhs.

"It seems to be a prince of Hasas, the situation at that time was too chaotic, the Kazakh language was very awkward, and his subordinates really only heard this!"

"Prince Hashasas! The son of the eagle in the Kazakh population, the deputy commander of the Kazakh royal court guard. ”

The fat man was still chewing on the strange name of Hasas in the bearded man's mouth, the strange uncle next to him, the spearman Tielong came up from behind on a war horse, and just collided with the Kazakh light cavalry, no one dared to provoke except the fat man, a murderer, it was this strange uncle who wielded a knife on a horse and was as smooth as the ground.

"Son of the Eagle! No wonder they are all heavy cavalry, and it seems that they are still important figures of the Kazakhs! ”

The fat man's mind flashed in his mind that the Kazakh commander who was ambushed by himself and still desperately did not surrender, with a tragic face brandishing a gorgeous scimitar inlaid with sapphires, and the scene of hitting the narrow intersection of the mountain road.

"My lord, if it's really him, we'll stab Da Louzi this time! He should be the commander-in-chief in charge of the invasion of the southern part of the empire, and is one of the favorite sons of the Kazakh king, it is rumored that the elderly Kazakh king has the intention of passing on the throne to him, but I didn't expect him to personally lead the team to break into Satdo County alone, what a pity! ”