Hasbah was furious again, led the army to rush to the position of the quicksand tribe, and the scouts of the army took a closer look, and finally came to three conclusions: first, judging from the sheep bones all over the ground, the survivors of the quicksand tribe should be more than 9,000 people, and it stands to reason that they still have the power to fight, and the retreat is not clear; Second, judging from the horseshoe prints, the procession has not yet withdrawn together, and the direction is different, and the horses' hooves are messy, as if something has happened; Thirdly, the last team to withdraw should be within an hour!

These three conclusions made Hasbah laugh out loud, and the messy hooves of the horses showed that there was no plan at all, so from another point of view, the confrontation of the quicksand tribe this time had originally gathered the soldiers of various tribes, and under the destruction of the big silver iron horse, knowing that it would definitely lose, who would make a senseless sacrifice? From this, it can be inferred that there was a civil strife in the quicksand tribe last night?

In the end, the direction of the retreat of the team was the headquarters of the quicksand tribe, and Hasbah did not want to waste time at all, so the sergeants got on their horses one after another, and the soldiers immediately pursued in several ways! Hasbah's judgment was correct, the last retreating army was indeed led by Temurhe, and when it was close to noon, Hasbah then arrived, and Temur and a team of 3,000 people were resting next to the oasis!

And so, the second battle broke out.

In this battle, Hasba belonged to the far away labor division, and his sergeants were sleepy and lacking horses, so although the number was several times that of Temurhe, with the mobility of the quicksand war horses, Hasba did not get any advantage. Temur and Yeyi fought, lost dozens of people, and after killing nearly three hundred people on the other side, they evacuated again!

The situation encountered by Hasbah is also constantly happening among the other pursuers, and the iron cavalry of the big silver can be said to be invincible, and in one day, each group of pursuers almost has at least three battles or so with the other party, and they have won consecutive battles! The victory was a joy of course, but when Hasbah found that although the enemy had fled in a hurry, the final direction was completely the same, he also muttered in his heart.

"Hasbah, you can't chase it anymore!" At ten o'clock in the evening, several pursuers converged, and a leader named Tutu stood in the way of Hasbah. After a day's battle, these wolf-like big silver men were also tired, and Tutu blocked Hasbah's way: "Things are not quite right! In our experience with Temur, he is not a bad breed! ”

"It's not a bad seed, why don't you dare to fight me to the death!" The blood stains on Hasbah's face had dried up and were black.

"That's the problem!" Tutu snorted: "Judging from our experience in fighting Da Song in the past few years, this style of play is a conspiracy of Song people, called luring the enemy deeper!" Perhaps, there is an ambush ahead and waiting for us! ”

"Ambush?" Hasbah looked contemptuous: "Temur and no matter what, he is also a desert person, and he will not learn to be as treacherous as the Song people!" Besides, we still have more than 14,000 sons under our command, and I'm afraid of his eggs! ”

Saying that, Hasper took advantage of Tutu's unpreparedness, and slashed it with a knife, Tutu subconsciously raised his knife to defend, and with a sonorous sound, Tutu's arms were numb, and before Tutu could react, Hasbah took the lead and rushed out directly.

"Damn it!" In terms of position, Tutu is only a lieutenant, although he realizes that Temur and are not at ease, but since he has come to this point, of course he can't watch Hasbah take risks alone. To put it another way, he didn't think that Temur and he had any ability to eat their war department.

Under the frenzied pursuit of Hasbah, within an hour, the camp of the headquarters of the quicksand tribe was impressive, and the fragrance filled the air, and in the night, the joyful red of the camp was extremely dazzling. There was a bonfire burning in the camp, and the drums and musical instruments of the quicksand tribe were ringing together, as if they didn't notice them at all, but were celebrating some kind of festival.

"Hasbah, think about it one last time!" Tutu came over again: "There is a saying in Da Song, that if things are impermanent, there must be demons!" ”

"What people!" Hasbah slowed down his horse and approached the camp of the quicksand tribe step by step, and when he was about five miles away, he finally heard someone shouting a question. Hasbah looked up, but saw dozens of young men on white horses, who looked to be only sixteen or seventeen years old, asking questions in eulogy.

"Tutu, is this your ambush?" Hasbah had a contemptuous look on his face: "However, at least you are right about one thing, Temur and this bastard have indeed taken refuge in Da Song!" ”

"Dare to take another step forward, die!" The young man on the opposite side saw that Hasba's army was still moving slowly, and each raised the strange thing in his hand and faced everyone.

Hasbah's eyes shrank slightly, and the sergeants who surrendered said that the enemy's war department has a demon method, and if you point at something casually, something terrible will be stimulated, and Harris can't help but be cautious. Squinting his eyes slightly, Hasbah took out a wooden shield from under his horse's belly and continued to ride his horse. For people in this era, I am afraid that the only defensive weapon can only be the shield.

"Kill!" The young man also seemed to be extremely impatient, after giving an order, he only listened to the whoosh, and after the Chu shooting gun was activated, ordinary arrows shot at him with the sound of breaking through the air. Hasbah, who had been on guard, raised his shield, and the three arrows that locked on him pierced the shield, but did no harm to him.

"Is this called sorcery?" Flipping the shield and taking a look, after all, he had combat experience with Da Song, and Hasbard suddenly saw the fame: "Da Song's chain bow and crossbow are just strange and obscene skills!" Elm is really rubbish! ”

Throwing his shield on the ground, Hasbah raised his steel knife: "Sons of the Great Silver, follow me!" Break through the quicksand tribes, kill their golden sword khan, and snatch Temurdan back to the silver for your enjoyment! ”

"Roar, roar, roar!" The boss broke through the opponent's demon magic roots, and the cavalry of the Great Silver Kingdom, which was still apprehensive, suddenly became bold, let out a wolf-like roar, and began to charge with a roar.

The reaction of the Great Silver Country made the teenagers "shocked", and they didn't even have time to make a second attack, so they hurriedly retreated, but the direction was the quicksand headquarters! Hasbah laughed, and in the process of charging and killing, he also noticed that the closer he got to the headquarters, the more stones scattered on the ground, but what did it matter?

The rolling thunder trampled by the horses' hooves seemed to alarm the singing and dancing crowds in the tribe, and a wave of insults came from all around, although the sound was chaotic, but the reaction of the people of the quicksand tribe was not slow, and in just a moment, they put down their musical instruments, flew on their horses, and quickly put on a defensive posture.

"Kill!" I didn't kill all day, and now that I'm at the quicksand headquarters, I can finally do a big job! Hasbah waved the steel knife in his hand, and when he stepped through the camp gate, he cut off the leopard banner standing at the door!