As time passed, the faces of several people in the hall gradually showed a ray of hope, but Zhuzhu, who had been silent, frowned slightly.

"What's wrong, Zhuzhu?" Ye Haotian noticed Zhuzhu's strangeness and asked.

"Our biggest advantage in this escape is the distance of twenty miles. Zhu Zhu said.

Everyone looked at Zhuzhu suspiciously, and there was no need to answer this question.

Zhu Zhu continued: "If we want not to be caught up by the demon army within two hundred miles, we must maintain our speed advantage, if we can't be faster than them, we can't be too slow, there are still seven or eight thousand people in the city, most of them are women and children, they are not good at riding, even if they can ride horses, the horses must not be enough, then we need a carriage, but if the carriage pulls too many people, the speed will slow down, so ......"

Zhu Zhu didn't continue, but the faces of Ye Haotian and the patriarchs had changed.

"Wang Wu!" Xu Heihu suddenly shouted.

"In. ”

Wang Wu walked into the council hall from the outside.

"Quick, send someone to count the number of war horses in the city, and you want to do all of them! Don't pull down any of them! The sooner the better. ”

"Yes!"

Wang Wu didn't understand why Xu Heihu was in such a hurry, so he still agreed and walked out quickly.

"Old Yan, most of the horse business in the city is in the hands of your Yan family, where are you ......" Before Wang Wu walked out of the meeting hall, Xu Heihu grabbed Yan Sha's clothes and asked eagerly.

Yan Sha looked at the several pairs of expectant faces in front of him with a pale face, shook his head and said, "The last batch of war horses was just sold eight days ago, and now there are only a total of horses left in our Yan family...... More than a dozen. ”

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Outside the quicksand city, the big tent of the demon army.

The anger on Shikawa Hiroshi's face gradually unfolded after reading the information brought by Shinying, and it was replaced by an almost fanatical joy.

"Pass my military order, attack the city at noon tomorrow, this time, I will see how the son of the demon god escapes!"

"Yes!"

"Wait. Ying Jiu stopped the red-haired demon general who was about to go out, and asked eagerly, "Reinforcements are coming?"

Seeing Zichuan Hong nodding, Ying Jiuyi snatched the scroll of paper from his hand: "Two thousand ghost-faced spiders, three hundred fire batmen, the leader of the Demon Spider Corps, Scythe Eli and Kongsha personally lead the team?"

Zi Chuan Hong smiled proudly: "Haven't you always complained that the commander doesn't send a few strong men over? Haven't you always been afraid that the son of the demon god will escape? Now that General Elli is here, plus three hundred flying batmen, your position as the leader of the army should also be relinquished." ”

"What did you say?" Ying Jiu's face was slightly cold.

"Don't you understand?" a mocking look appeared in the red-haired general's eyes, "From now on, you're dismissed." ”

"I'm the commander himself, ......"

"Let's take a closer look at what the last sentence says. Hiroshi Zichuan interrupted, beckoning as he spoke, and walked out with the other three demon generals.

Ying Jiu read the information on the note carefully, and changed color and said: "You dare to sue the black and put all the responsibility for the defeat on the head of the ninth master?!"

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The statistics on the number of warhorses in Quicksand City quickly came to fruition.

"Four hundred and ninety-eight?"

Hearing this number, Xu Heihu and several family heads once again showed a sad look on their faces.

Ye Haotian remembered today's battle damage data and some of the copywriting he had read when formulating the deployment for defending the city last night, and was silent for a long time before he said slowly: "There are 3,000 households in Quicksand City, about 9,000 people, and 3,243 people were killed in today's battle, and there are more than 5,000 left. Even if less than 500 horses are all put on the carriage, if you maintain your speed and do not catch up with the demon army, you can pull up to 2,500 people...... In other words, more than half of the people can't take it away, and on average, there is less than one person in a household. ”

The hall fell silent again.

Long.

Uncle Qi's deep and firm voice rang out.

"This is enough, two hundred years ago, three thousand people from the quicksand tribe were chased and killed by the demon army, and in the end less than four hundred people escaped, I think, it's time to make a choice, Black Tiger, several family masters, aren't you still satisfied?"

Xu Heihu raised his head, a determined look slowly appeared in his painful eyes, and said with difficulty: "It's enough, then, let's start, a few family masters, what do you say?"

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The night was dark, and the city of quicksand after the war was dead silent.

In the council hall of the city lord's mansion, the seventh uncle and several family heads left one after another.

Ye Haotian and Su Ning'er looked at Xu Heihu blankly, their faces full of shock, and even Zhuzhu's eyes showed a look of surprise.

"What's wrong?"

Xu Heihu smiled, his smile was very unnatural, and in an instant, this iron-clad frontier man seemed to be more than ten years old.

"Is this really possible?" Ye Haotian asked, his voice trembling a little from being too surprised.

"Why not?" asked Xu Heihu rhetorically.

"That's to make them kill themselves!" Ye Haotian's voice raised, just now, he saw Xu Heihu and several patriarchs press a handprint on a piece of paper full of words, and he saw the content on it very clearly, in addition to briefly describing the current crisis facing Quicksand City, the last thing written was to let only one person from each household escape, and the rest of the people who had no combat effectiveness...... Suicide!

Seeing Ye Haotian's shocked expression, a look of pride appeared on Xu Heihu's painful face.

"The Blood Skull Legion is bloodthirsty and ferocious, in front of them, the old, weak, sick and disabled in the city have no chance to fight back, in a desperate situation that must die, we will not leave any prisoners for the enemy, this is the ancestral training of the quicksand tribe, if there is no such courage, as early as two hundred years ago, the quicksand tribe was wiped out, it is the spirit of the clansmen who regard death as home, so that they deterred the demon army that was chasing and killed, and gave the living the courage to fight. ”

"Wait. Ye Haotian's eyes widened, and he asked with a look of disbelief: "You mean, when the quicksand army fled, there were more than a thousand corpses in the hundreds of miles of desert...... All suicidal?"

"What do you think?"

"The book doesn't say that the warriors of your clan brutally ...... some of your clansmen in order to get rid of the pursuit of the demon army."

"That's slander. Xu Heihu snorted coldly and said, "How can our quicksand army kill our own people!"

Ye Haotian was shocked and speechless.

On this night, the streets and alleys of Quicksand City were full of white silk ......

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The night is getting darker.

Quicksand City seemed to be calm again, and even the staccato crying gradually stopped. Only the white silk hanging on the gatehouses on both sides of the street and alley swayed gently in the night breeze, looking so bleak and desolate.

Ye Haotian stood on the wide street that ran through Quicksand City, and his heart ached like a knife when he thought of the people who committed suicide in order not to drag down their families.

What happened tonight was too shocking.

For a long time, Ye Haotian thought that the kind of heroism that regarded death as if it were home and killed decisively would only appear in a very small number of big people, but he didn't expect that the people of Quicksand City would be fierce and fearless of death to such an extent.