Chapter 587: Ambush along the way
"They didn't intercept us." Wang Stupid walked up to the Eighth General and said softly.
"Hmm." The Eighth General also saw the problem with this crusading army.
"Why don't you arrest and interrogate ......"
"Kill!"
The eighth general nodded, and before Wang Du could finish speaking, he suddenly waved his hand and let out a low snort.
"Whoosh ......"
The archers, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately shot deadly arrows, and in a thrilling sound of breaking through the air, the crusaders let out a heart-rending scream, and fell in pieces, and quickly hid behind the trees that were not shot.
This crusader army can be said to be defenseless, they just pay attention to the pursuers behind, and they don't think that there is an ambush in front of them, just a round of arrows raining down, and there are not many people alive.
The crusader's nightmare was not over, and when the rain of arrows stopped, the werewolves who were lying in ambush on both wings immediately killed them.
At first, Wang Du was worried that there was no live interrogation of confessions, but soon he knew that the worry was superfluous, and the White Turban Army left five crusaders.
Through guò torture and mutual verification, they soon grasped the current situation of Stone Town.
When the White Turbans knew that the Crusaders' 200,000-strong army had been defeated, there was a long silence in the forest.
When Wang Du saw that Stone Town had been won, many barbarians and werewolves had tears streaming down their faces.
"We won!" The eighth general faced the direction of Stone City, plopped and knelt on the ground, and more than a thousand white turban soldiers knelt down one after another.
"With my dark god personally out of the horse, it's strange if you don't win." Only the king, who did not kneel, said triumphantly.
"Shut up!"
The Eighth General stood up abruptly, staring at Wang Fool with an iron-clad face, and his eyes seemed to be burning with a raging flame, murderous.
At the same time, more than a thousand White Turban soldiers glared at Wang Fool at the same time. From the eyes of them, it can be seen that there is endless anger, if it weren't for Wang Fool fighting side by side with them during this time, they would have rushed up and tore Wang Fool to pieces.
"That...... Ahem...... I'm kidding......"
Looking at a pair of murderous eyes, Wang Stupid coughed dryly.
"I don't know who you are or what your last name is, but I do know that you are a true believer in the Dark God, so I forgive you this time, but I must warn you not to blame me if you joke about the Dark God again...... I ......"
The eighth general said a few words of "I", but he didn't say it, obviously, he still remembered the contribution made by Wang Fool this time, if you want to talk about meritorious deeds, Wang Fool is definitely the first credit.
After the White Turban Army was evacuated from God City, General Eight was thinking about how to deal with Wang Du along the way.
Judging from Wang Fool's appearance this time, it is obvious that he will never be a member of the Holy See, and the Eighth General can be sure that Wang Fool believes in the God of Darkness, and when he fights, he can see the clues by often shouting the slogans of the God of Darkness, so the Eighth General has no hostility towards Wang Fool, the only thing he hates is that Wang Fool always inadvertently pretends to be the God of Darkness, and of course, he also hates Wang Fool's obscene expression.
In the opinion of the Eighth General, as long as Wang Du does not pretend to be the God of Darkness, it will be easy to do anything, and when the time comes, it will not be a problem to recommend him to any important position in the Alliance Army, and even the Eighth General plans to build a temple for Wang Du to give the surname "Wang".
Like the Eighth General, a group of White Turban Army members also had ambivalent views on Wang Fool.
In fact, Tong Guò fought side by side for more than ten days, and the White Turban Army already had respect for Wang Du, and they also knew very well that without Wang Du, this operation would not have been so smooth, let alone such a brilliant success.
In any case, as long as Wang Fool does not pretend to be the God of Darkness, everything else can be forgiven, because, among the Alliance Army, especially among the Barbarians, the God of Darkness is not to be blasphemed, not even as a joke......
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After executing several crusaders, the White Turbans moved on.
On the way, more and more crusaders were encountered, and they were overwhelmed. At first, the White Turbans were still interested in sniping the Crusaders, but soon they discovered that the number of Crusaders was too large, and they fled in groups, ranging from tens to hundreds to thousands.
In the midst of the sniping, the White Turbans began to suffer casualties.
"Although the crusaders are now in a crush, but the dog has to jump over the wall when he is in a hurry, we don't need to fight with a group of defeated soldiers, besides, from here to the city of God, there are at least a thousand kilometers, most of those crusaders have no food and weapons, many of them are still wounded, hunting is also a problem, even if we don't kill them, the chance of them returning to the city of God alive is very small, we don't need to damage our brothers to intercept them."
After a round of ambushes, Wang Fool said while healing a werewolf.
"The problem is, we're now in a head-on collision with the Crusaders, and we have to kill if we don't kill." General Eight smiled bitterly.
"No, no, it's not. If you think about it, the current crusaders are fleeing all the way, and when they see us, they are afraid to avoid us, they just want to flee back to the city of God as soon as possible, and they don't want to fight us at all, as long as we don't take the initiative to intercept and kill, they won't provoke. ”
"This ......," the eighth general showed a hint of hesitation on his face.
"General, the feats established by this thousand-mile raid on God City are enough to make all of us famous in history, it really doesn't matter if you kill one more enemy or one less enemy, there is no need to kill these stragglers, I hope that many of the brothers who are still alive will return to Stone City!" Wang Du stared at it sternly
General Eight didn't speak, he glanced at the White Turban Army who was cleaning the battlefield, and then at the look of hope in the eyes of a group of senior officers standing around him, and his body couldn't help but shake. Suddenly, General Eight found that he had ignored the thoughts of his subordinates, and that the army was exhausted after more than ten days of running and fighting.
"Okay." General Eight nodded heavily.
Seeing that General Eight nodded, a group of senior officers let out a long sigh of relief and looked at Wang Fool's gaze, full of gratitude.
Wang Stupid didn't know that although the Eighth General could fight well and had the courage to be invincible, he was short-tempered and could listen to advice when he encountered difficulties, and if he had an opportunity to kill the enemy like now, if he spoke, he would definitely be scolded, and if Wang Stupid didn't speak, no one would dare to speak.
Everyone's favor for Wang Stupid has greatly increased, but the next thing Wang Stupid did made everyone extremely disgusting, like swallowing a fly.
Wang Fool suddenly fell, and then, he lay on the ground and refused to leave, which made the eight generals thunderous, but he was helpless, he couldn't kill Wang Fool, and in the end, the solution was to temporarily make a sedan chair and arrange for several werewolves to take turns to carry Wang Fool away.
Wang Fool was treated as a wounded soldier, but he didn't have the slightest consciousness of the wounded, and kept making annoying laughter along the way, and when he encountered delicious wild fruits on the road, he had to ask the werewolf to stop and pick wild fruits for him to lie on the sedan chair to eat......
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Along the way, they kept encountering the crusaders who fled, and sure enough, as Wang Du said, as long as they did not take the initiative to attack them, after meeting them, they immediately fled like frightened birds, and occasionally encountered some large crusaders who were not long-sighted, as long as the werewolves came out, they would collapse at the touch.
There are no dangers along the way.
As we got closer and closer to Stone Town, there were more and more spaceships in the sky, and it could be seen from the appearance and color of those spaceships that they were all ships of the Alliance Army.
It is clear that the Confederates have taken full control of the airspace around Stone Town.
However, to the frustration of the Eighth General, they could not contact the ships speeding in the air, and even they had to be on the lookout for the ships of the Alliance Army attacking them.
Along the way, the White Turbans have seen the Crusaders on the ground multiple times by their own ships.
In order to avoid being accidentally injured by the alliance spacecraft, General Eight finally reluctantly decided to walk among the lush woods as much as possible without revealing his whereabouts.
It's hard to come back alive, and if you are killed by your own people, it will be a real tragedy!
Of course, Wang Stupid has many ways to contact the spaceship in the sky, but there is no need for him to contact, because he is now living a very comfortable life, lying on the sedan chair with grace, while nibbling on sweet fruits, this kind of fairy life is definitely not something that can be enjoyed on the earth......
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Less than a hundred kilometers away from Stone Town, Wang Du's immortal days were over, because the White Turban Army had to pass through a wasteland without the slightest shelter, which spanned dozens of kilometers, and if it was to make a detour, it would be almost a hundred kilometers away.
At this time, the White Turban Army was exhausted after a long journey of 2,000 kilometers.
After weighing it for a long time, the White Turbans finally decided to travel through the wasteland.
In order to ensure mobility, Wang Du's welfare was canceled, and his palanquin was trampled by the werewolf for the first time, and he regained a cane.
What made a group of werewolves vomit blood was that after Wang Du got off the sedan chair, he immediately walked like a fly, not like a wounded person at all.
The wasteland was littered with abandoned weapons and the corpses of fallen Crusaders, emitting a foul stench that made it difficult to breathe.
Clearly, this was a death zone for the fleeing Crusaders.
As he went deeper into the wasteland, General Eight regretted it more and more.
If a spaceship attacks them at this time, they will become a live target, and the most terrible thing is that they do not have heavy weapons to deal with spaceships, and the bows and arrows on the White Turban Army are not specially used to deal with spaceships, and the attackers must also be their own spaceships, so there is no battle at all, even if there are heavy weapons, they are killing each other.
Just when General Eight was worried, suddenly, there was a whistling sound of breaking the air in the distance, and in the air, a dense spaceship could be seen flying over.
"The god of darkness is invincible!"
Just when the White Turban Army was worried about being accidentally injured by the spaceship, Wang Du suddenly shouted at the top of his voice.
The White Turban Army was shouted by Wang Du, and suddenly woke up the person in the dream with a word, and hurriedly followed the shout.
"Dark God, immortal!"
"The god of darkness, conquer everything!"
"God of Darkness, Eternal!"
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A majestic voice swept through the wasteland and soared into the sky.
Sure enough, after the dense spaceship flew overhead, it did not immediately attack, but circled over the White Turban Army.
"I'm the Eighth General!" General Eight craned his neck and shouted, hoping that the people on the ship would hear him.
Unfortunately, the noise of the spaceship was too loud for the Eighth General to be heard, but fortunately, they did not attack, but only disappeared into the sky after circling a few circles above the heads of the White Turbans......
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