The terrain of the desert is treacherous, and even a brave warrior can't exert 100% strength here, let alone a weak and tired Arati? If Arati is a short blade, then at the moment, these two Hun cavalrymen are the broadswords that can cut through flesh and blood!

Both sides, there is no comparison at all!

"Brother......

Qiqige trembled her lips and pulled the corners of her clothes, and at this moment, she was like a sad chick, and her whole person looked terrified. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Arati didn't speak, he held the stick in his hand, staring at the front tightly, because of the excessive nervousness, the corners of his mouth were bitten out of a trace of blood, but even so, he still did not choose to flee, but faced the enemy straight up, did not take a step back.

They are in an unprecedented crisis.

"Stand ......"

The two Hun cavalrymen first observed their "prey", and then hissed and chirped, their voices full of excitement.

This land is a belief in the law of the jungle, the tribes are at war, and every slave is a new fighting force, even if it is only two children, but it is better than nothing.

Fast horses, even if the two sides are dozens of meters apart, but the war horses are rushing forward at a very fast speed under the control of the Huns, and the Hun cavalry shouted, looking hideous and terrifying.

Looking at the sprinting enemy in front of her, her heart trembled again, her face was as frightened as earth, and her desire to flee became more and more serious, and she hurriedly grabbed the sleeve of Arati's coat, her eyes were red, and she looked pitiful.

"Qiqige, they have war horses, we can't escape at all, there is only one possibility to escape, that is, kill the horses, wait for them to come over for a while, I will try to pester them as much as possible, you find a chance to escape, do you hear?"

Arati said, unbuttoning his chest, and in it, there was his only weapon, which was a broken dagger, only four or five inches long, and it didn't look lethal at all.

At this moment, Alathi held a stick in his left hand and a broken dagger in his right hand, and his face was filled with a resolute temperament.

Arati is no longer young, and as a child who has lived on the margins since childhood, he knows what it means to be a slave.

I also said that the big deal is only one death, but what about its qualifications? The tribe is ruthless, thinking of everything that those female ** subordinates have suffered in the tribe in the past, Alathi's heart is like a knife.

In any case, let it escape!

Gritting his teeth, Arati swore secretly.

Arati said lightly, but Qi Qige was still very scared, and shook his head tremblingly: "Brother, let's go together......"

"You go first! Remember, this is our last chance, don't look back, I told you to run, you keep running! Arati's face was nervous, and his face flushed as he recounted the plan, and by this time the Hun cavalry was about to come to them, and the horses were stepping on the sand and making a galloping sound.

"Come on!"

Regardless of his reaction, Arati yelled, he was trembling all over, and a bean-sized cold sweat broke out on his forehead, obviously he couldn't do it without being afraid, but he knew that it was useless to be afraid, and if he wanted to protect his only remaining relatives, he had to overcome his fear.

After roaring, Alati held a broken dagger and rushed towards the Hun cavalry without fear of death.

From a normal point of view, Arati's behavior at this time is simply beyond his strength, but at this time, he has no way to avoid it, and only a death battle can have a trace of life.

"Ahh Brother......"

Seeing Alati rushing forward, Qiqige screamed hoarsely, and his eyes, which were already red and swollen from crying, burst into tears again, and his voice was miserable and desolate.

At this time, the Huns on horseback had crossed a distance of dozens of meters and had arrived in front of Alathi, without the slightest fear on their faces, on the contrary, there was a trace of rich mockery.

In their eyes, the guy in front of them is simply killing himself.

The Hun cavalry will not easily kill him, but they will teach him a lesson appropriately, and they will let Arati know what will happen to them!

Unable to avoid it, Alati took a deep breath, and he preemptively struck with a broken dagger and stabbed it into the horse's hooves.

"Get out of the ......"

Seeing this, the sneer in the eyes of the cavalry became more and more serious, and they quickly drew their scimitars in their hands, saw the opportunity, and slashed the back of the knife into Arati's chest.

In a flash.

A huge force suddenly knocked Alati a meter away, and at this moment, he seemed to swallow a charcoal fire, his entire chest rose and fell violently, and it was obvious that with just one blow, his ribs were directly broken.

"Brother!"

Qi Qige looked at everything in front of him, and his heart was sad, and he only felt that his feet were trapped in the desert, and he couldn't move half a step at all.

At this moment, another cavalryman smirked, turned his horse's head, and rushed towards him.

Seeing the other party's actions, Alati was shocked, at this time, he squeezed the last trace of strength in his body, endured severe pain and staggered up from the ground, his eyes were firm, and he gasped:

"No, you bandits...... Don't hurt it! ”

Alati was so angry that he made a crazy decision, he grabbed the dagger in one hand, and crawled to the horse's belly, and then without blinking his eyes, he stabbed directly at the horse's belly!

This is Arati's only chance!

It is also the last chance, this blow, no matter what, will hit the vital point of the war horse!

"Hiss......"

At this time, the war horse also felt the crisis falling from the sky, but it had just reacted, and Arati's dagger had already pierced its abdomen.

"Poof!"

With a tearing sound, a hideous wound was directly stabbed out of the war horse's abdomen, and a large area of blood gushed out along with the wound, and the severe pain made the war horse howl and scream wildly, and the next moment, it finally couldn't bear the pain and fell directly to the ground.

At the same time, the Huns on horseback did not expect all this at all, and they were also thrown off and fell to the desert in embarrassment!

"You're damned!"

The Huns, who were chasing after him, were very unhappy, and when he saw that his companion's mount had been stabbed, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was obviously moved with murderous intent.

For the tribe, every war horse is a supreme treasure.

A warrior without a mount can't even exert sixty percent of his strength in this environment.

Don't say that life is worth life, even the lives of ten slaves can't withstand this loss!

At this moment, the Huns gave up chasing his character, he turned the horse's head, drew his scimitar, and for the first time moved his murderous intent, he decided to slaughter this guy with his own hands!

"Hiss!"

The war horse also seemed to feel the resentment of his master, and at this moment, he rushed towards Arati like a stormy wave, obviously asking him to pay for his life!

Knowing that he was invincible, Arati's face turned pale in an instant, he took a deep breath, and shouted vigorously in the direction of his character: "Run!" ”

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Of course, the old city is not off-topic, this is a new character, and in the next chapter, the protagonist appears!