"What did you say?" Hua Chihu looked furious.

"Less, young master, there are really ghosts in that car array! We ran into a ghost hitting the wall. That's right, it's a ghost hitting the wall! ”

The soldier with a blue nose and swollen face who was beaten by the guards finally regained a little bit of sanity. But what he said made the hearts of those who heard it even more chilly.

In the dark night, under the dim lights, the mournful voice of the soldier calmed Hua Chihu's angry state of mind temporarily.

Hua Chihu whipped the crushing soldier on the back.

"Nonsense, how can there be ghosts?"

"Young master, the little one doesn't dare to lie, it's really a ghost hitting the wall!" The soldier kowtowed to Hua Chihu despite the pain, but he refused to change his words.

"Where did you meet the ghost hitting the wall?" Hua Chihu didn't change his words when he saw the soldier die, and asked hatefully.

The small group rushed into the formation of the carts, and did not encounter anyone to stop them, but bows and arrows kept coming from all sides.

The companions who rushed in together fell off their horses one after another, and only a few small people remained. Somehow, the little one ran out of the car formation in a daze.

In a small daze, he ran a few more steps and ran to the young master. It's not a ghost hitting the wall, what is it? ”

The soldier screamed and tried to distinguish himself, but his body trembled with fear.

In the pre-dawn darkness, there seemed to be something around, slowly approaching Hua Chihu's team.

"Young master, will you collect the troops?" The guards who were listening on the sidelines looked at the dark night and whispered to Hua Chihu again.

Looking at the Longmen caravan lying there like a monster in the dark, Hua Chihu couldn't help but shudder.

While Hua Chihu was interrogating the soldiers, the front team of the Duoyan Department had completely rushed into the car formation, and only a wreckage of dead and wounded was left outside the car formation.

The wounded who were not dead outside the car formation were still screaming. In the car formation that could swallow so many Yan soldiers, in addition to the screams, the shouts of killing became smaller and smaller.

In the dim light of the fire, no matter how many soldiers were swallowed, the car formation of the Longmen caravan was like a monster, still lying there steadily.

Obviously, the Duoyan soldiers were in the car formation and did not cause much damage to the caravan.

This caravan of the Han people is too evil, how can this be?

Hua Chihu's heart was full of bitterness.

More than 2,000 soldiers, they swallowed it easily, and it didn't seem to make a splash.

Could it be that in the Han caravan, there is really a great wizard hiding in the car array?

Looking at the strange Longmen caravan, Hua Chihu completely lost confidence.

There must be a wizard working on this caravan, otherwise such a strange situation would not have happened.

Looking back at the guards around him, Hua Chihu didn't get the courage he wanted, but he saw fear on their faces.

Although he couldn't see his own face, Hua Chihu believed that his face was not much better than theirs.

"Withdraw, withdraw."

I don't know if he was angry or frightened, the voice that came out of Hua Chihu's mouth was not at all like his usual movements.

The guards and soldiers who were clustered around Hua Chihu breathed a sigh of relief, and everyone turned around and left.

Kill, everyone is not afraid.

But fighting ghosts, that's not something that everyone can do.

The shouts of killing in the caravan formation became quieter and quieter, and finally only the screams of the wounded soldiers were still heard.

The sun was rising, the sky was slowly brightening, and the long night finally passed.

Around the station of the Dragon Gate caravan, a cruel hellish wreck appeared in the light of day.

The corpses of men and horses littered the inside and outside of the caravan's formation.

Several veterans cautiously scouted the caravan camp's perimeter.

Convinced that there were no large forces lurking around, the caravan owners began to clear the battlefield.

After hastily gathering the remaining horses on the battlefield, the caravan left the Shura killing field at full speed.

Even the most experienced veteran doesn't want to spend much longer in this wreckage.

Thousands of horsemen fell inside and outside the chariot formation, and this battle completely shocked all the forces around the caravan.

In the darkness of the night, no one could see the details of the battle.

However, after the evacuation of the Longmen caravan at dawn, the number of casualties left in the caravan station has exceeded 1,45.

The extraordinary combat effectiveness of the Longmen caravan has greatly exceeded the expectations of the surrounding forces.

The Zarut Ministry camp, rewarded by the spies, Battle laughed out loud. He rejoiced in his wisdom.

Looking back at Temur and Ange, Battle said with a smile: "Sure enough, as we expected, the Duoyan Tribes took advantage of the night to sneak attack the Longmen caravan. But it suffered a big defeat. ”

"The caravan has left the station?" Battle asked the spies who had hurried back.

"Yes, the caravan gathered up its scattered horses and hurried away. Now the camp has been re-established more than 10 miles away. "The spies are more clear.

"Ange, you take 1,000 men to protect that battlefield first. Try not to touch the face. We'll be there. I'm here to see how this caravan can achieve such astonishing results. Battle commanded loudly.

Led by the light cavalry commanded by Ange, the Zarut tribe made a comeback, and they quickly occupied the Shura killing field that the caravan had abandoned.

The Zaruts came quickly, and some of the smaller groups were still rummaging through the wreckage for useful supplies, and they were surrounded by the Angzonians.

Ange was very poisonous against those who rummaged through the corpses, and those who dared to resist were killed, and the rest were all taken as slaves.

Battle had already said that they were going to trade slaves for food. If you can catch one more slave, catch one more! It's food.

Ange, who was careful and vigilant all the way, did not run into anyone from the Duoyan Division, and the conflict he expected with the Duoyan Department did not appear.

Looking at the few remaining wounded soldiers on the battlefield, Ange had a relaxed expression on his face.

It's good that there are alive, as long as there are wounded soldiers left, it can prove that it is not their Zarut's hand on Duoyan's subordinates.

"Come on, send these wounded soldiers to the Duoyan Department for me." Ange commanded his men with ease.

In this way, the Duoyan Department will also accept a favor from their Zalut Department.

Hua Chihu, who was defeated and returned to the camp, looked at the hundreds of people remaining in the camp, and felt sad. His dream of becoming famous in the prairie was completely shattered.

No, it's not broken.

I'm afraid that he will be famous in the grassland with a shameful reputation.

It's only been a long time, and most of the 3,000 troops of his Duoyan Department have been lost. What's even more shameful is that Hua Chihu still hasn't figured out how he lost.

The soldiers who fled back to the camp one after another all said in unison that they had encountered ghosts hitting the wall. One, two say so, three, four still say so.

Hua Chihu now also believes that he really encountered the great witch of the Han people. If it weren't for that, he wouldn't have been able to explain this inexplicable fiasco.

Sitting in the camp, Hua Chihu waited blankly.

He didn't know what else to do but wait.

Wait! The old king of the Duoyan Department, the old flower is coming.