In the camp of the Zhibi family, there was a gloomy fog.

Under the snow-covered camp, everything was a chaotic scene.

In the heavy snow, sitting and standing, they were all defeated soldiers with their heads down, shivering in the snow. Because of the heavy casualties of the centurion and the ten-captain, many centurions were unrestrained, and there was chaos everywhere.

Most of the wounded were stuffed into the tabernacle, uncared for, and wailing rang out. In some tents, the sound of wailing sounded for a while and then died down, but it was the excessive bleeding and the strange cold that caused these wounded soldiers who could have been snatched back to freeze to death.

It turned out that in the place where grain and grass were hoarded, many green wolves rode in to fight, and the hundred-man team that took care of the grain and grass did not restrain them, but just let them fight. Anyway, after this fiasco, I won't be able to stay in this ice and snow for a few days, and I will have to withdraw to the grassland, and so much grain and straw saved will be burned, so it is better to stuff it into the stomach of the sons of the clan.

As for the fact that the grain has been wasted, no one wants to think about it in the hearts of everyone who has just experienced a fiasco, whether so many green wolf riders can still return to the grassland in the ice and snow, and then experience a fiasco.

The competition for food was still insufficient, and these green wolf riders also pulled the animals that carried the heavy baggage, and overturned them with a single sword. The bloody eight pieces were dismantled, the pot was set up, and the hot soup began to boil. There was not enough firewood, so he demolished the wood of the wall of the military village, smashed it with a knife, and made a fire. In the blink of an eye, the broth was tumbling, and the aroma of food and blood in the camp mixed together, turning into a strange taste.

There are also young wolf riders who do not participate in these nonsense, but just plunge headlong into the tent or the den, wrap their heads in a large sheath, and only shrink in the corner and shiver. On the battlefield, Xu Le was dressed in Xuan armor, the angry King Kong was like a jump, and the scene of the green wolf riding in front of the horse falling one after another, even if he escaped with his life, he had not yet broken free from this nightmare!

The slave soldiers who served in the battalion hid as far away as possible, and these defeated green wolf riders, if one was wrong, they would kill people at every turn. The corpses of several slave soldiers were lying in the camp at this moment, the unlucky ones among them, and now the corpses were frozen and hard there, and no one went to pick them up.

Even if there are still some centurions and ten-division commanders, no one dares to restrain them at this time, but to please these miserable defeats and angry green wolf riders. The morale of the army has been lost, and the restraint has disintegrated. Who doesn't open his eyes to play the majesty of a nobleman, the foot and neck are covered with ropes, and they are dragged by horses in the snow, don't blame yourself for being stupid at that time!

In the camp of the Chinese army of the green wolf cavalry, the whole army is like this disintegration and chaos, just waiting for the order to withdraw the army!

If it weren't for the heavy snow blocking the road, there would be a threat of Han soldiers behind him, and he would need to hold together. Maybe there will be a green wolf riding on his own and going first, and he will no longer pay attention to Bihe's orders.

The Turks were originally the product of the merger of various ethnic groups, and their origins were complex. Relying on the military might of the Turks over the years, they have made up a huge steppe empire. But once such an empire loses its authority to win all battles, it is very likely that it will become a mess of scattered sand.

The Zhibi family was originally thin, but relying on the strong leadership of the two of Zhibihe and Zhibiluo, the situation was suppressed, and the leadership of the Zhibi Department deterred the Han Land and forged ahead step by step. But now the deacons will fall and fall, the deacons can't be supported, the deacons will lose his green wolf sweat banner this time, the original prestige of the deacons has lost most of it, and if it continues like this, the deacons will not say that they are ambitious, even if it is the status of the Eight Kings, it will inevitably be lost!

After being taken away from the battlefield by Baal and fleeing all the way back to the Chinese camp, he plunged headlong into the beacon and never came out again. In addition to the beacon, it is now also full of the sweat tent guards of Zhibihe, vigilantly guarding the beacon, and the green wolf is not allowed to ride close. And under the residual power of Zhi Bihe, there was no green wolf to coerce Zhi Bihe for a while.

But if you continue to spend it here, you still can't come up with a charter, God knows what will happen to these green wolf rides!

In the midst of the beacon, Zhibihe stood at the mouth of the arrow, looking at the chaotic scene outside.

In this warm beacon, Zhi Bihe lost the solemn posture on the battlefield, the tough posture of constantly throwing the green wolf into the place of death, and the resolute look when he closed his eyes and waited for death, completely like a declining old man, his eyes fell on the outside, he didn't turn for a long time, his body was slightly slumped, and he held two hands, no one knew what he was thinking.

Zhibi Sili slept in the room, I don't know if it was because the injury was not healed or the witch doctor's herbal medicine was too strong to calm the nerves, and he never woke up, unaware that a great battle had happened, and the green wolf rider had been defeated so badly.

The sound of footsteps was heard, but it was Baal who strode over.

Now there are two old military slaves left by Zhibihe's side, and Jiji is just staying by Zhibihe's side as usual. It's just that there are more wounds and frostbite marks on the body and face.

And after Baal rescued Abbiha, he has been walking with the wind, busy before and after, and he is arranging everything in this beacon. Now the one who is on guard outside the beacon is his son Kerrnu, Kernu has been whipped dozens of times, but he did not get up to participate in this battle, and now he is shaking his spirits and patrolling the guard outside.

Although he heard the sound of footsteps, Zhibihe's figure did not move, but he nodded slightly to Baal and took a step away.

Baali walked to Zhibihe's side and said softly: "Old Khan, now Kernu is still able to stabilize the Chinese army here, but if it drags on for a long time, God knows what will happen............"

Zhi Bihe slowly spoke: "Then what do you mean?" ”

Lost Baal said softly: "The old slave thinks that it is better to withdraw the army earlier as ............."

Zhibihe was silent, and the face of Ji Ji on the side was expressionless, like a clay carved wood sculpture, and he didn't hear anything.

Lost Baal waited for a while, and couldn't help but take another step forward: "Old Khan............"

Zhi Bihe finally sneered: "Now withdraw the army, aren't you afraid that these green wolf riders on the road will be scattered?" Maybe on the way, these green wolf riders will all rush to my camp and let the Deacon change their masters! If the army's heart is not contained, where can I withdraw from the army? ”

These words forced Baal to say a cold sweat, and subconsciously wanted to bend his knees, but he still held back, and nodded casually to receive the order: "The old slave will go and tell Kernu to let him stabilize the situation no matter what!" ”

Zhi Bihe sneered again: "The green wolf sweat flag is lost, and even a certain can't stabilize the army's heart, what kind of ability does Ke Ernu have?" Is it a killing spree? Killing people now is the way to kill the young wolf to resist! ”

Baal closed his lips tightly and kept his mouth shut. Zhibihe waved his hand and told him to step back.

Watching Baali stomp his feet heavily, he smacked his lips a few times, trying to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Zhi Bihe still didn't turn around, and said lightly: "Ji, do you also think that it is not a way to spend it here?" ”

Ji Ji bowed his head and said, "The old slave only knows how to act according to orders, and he doesn't think about anything else." ”

Zhi Bihe smiled faintly: "At this time, I have to retreat, a certain sweat position, maybe there will be no ............ halfway through"

Ji Ji didn't say a word, he didn't want to think about this possibility at all, and he didn't dare to think about it.

Ji Ji has a question, since he can't retreat, can he still enter? You must know that this fiasco almost broke the backbone of the southbound army! In the meantime, the military spirit will disintegrate, and it will be even more trouble!

Zhibihe's muttered voice sounded: "There will be variables, there will be variables............ A certain person will not be mistaken about Liu Wuzhou! ”

In the midst of the beacon, the air was turbid, but Zhibihe slowly straightened up!