Esher crouched on his horse and galloped.

Several arrows landed around him, and Eshu didn't look back, just judging the trajectory of the arrows from the unusual whistling of the wind, and then caught the feathered arrows with his backhand that might have injured the horse or himself. He snapped his arrow, and out of the corner of his eye, he looked at the Cato cavalry coming from the side, and had just locked on to a target when another wave of scattered arrows struck. Essho had to give up his intention to fight back, and just pressed his body a little lower on the horse's back. The dense and irregular heartbeat of the horse under his crotch sounded in his ears like a frenzied drumbeat, and bloody foam gushed out from the horse's mouth and chewing iron. His mount had reached its limit of stamina, and could fall headlong at any moment. But behind him, the attack of the Gatu was still as tight as ever.

This was the third day that Eshu had penetrated deep into the territory of Cato, and he failed to find a herd of wild horses, but was driven out of the heart of the steppe by a large number of Cato hussars.

He had been intercepting Cato's horse team—or rather, Cato's horse team was always trying to intercept Estheu. In order to leave a living mouth for questioning, Esshu has always restrained himself from wanton slashing, and for this reason he has released many Gatu people with good eyesight. However, the captives who fell into Eshy's hands either didn't understand Pande's lingua franca at all, or they did, but their accents were so rotten that Eshur even heard a few words from the Noldor Elf—all of them very ugly swearing. In this way, the Gato rider, who spoke the lingua franca at first, became the generalissimo of the shorts.

Eshu kept an eye on it, and shouted a few words before he started, to see who could understand and respond, but this method was not tried and tested, because most of the people of Cato were too lazy to hold the reins and talk nonsense with him, so they rushed up and started directly, so Eshu had to choose blindly. Before he could ask why, the nearby tribes already knew that there was a bad star on the grassland, and the battle axe in his hand was incredibly sharp.

The rumor eventually alarmed a warlord, who sent out about eighty Cato hussars to hunt down Estheus. Perhaps hearing about Eshyu's extraordinary skills from the mouth of the fish that slipped through the net, and also intended to be cautious, the warlord specially "tailored" a set of tactical countermeasures for Eshu: not to fight Eshua in close quarters, eighty hussars formed a pocket-like formation, and drove Aexiu south with regular volleys of arrows. Estheu repeatedly changed direction and tried to break through, but was repelled by a sudden rain of arrows. The Cato took full advantage of their mount's strength and physical strength, and controlled the distance between them and Esher with ease. Esher also fully learned the skillful archery and horse skills and strict discipline of the Catu. Of course, the Gatu people who roam the steppes today could not have been the same group that invaded Pande with Osa many years ago, but the fine military style seems to have been preserved as a tradition.

Esher had been chased for four hours, and he could still hold on, but his steed could no longer carry such a high-intensity pursuit. The sound of his heartbeat and blood foaming were only the most prominent of the several danger signs, and it wasn't long before Esher felt a sudden stumble of the horse beneath him, staggering and taking a few more steps before falling heavily. Estheu had adjusted his balance and rolled up quickly, but he quickly changed his mind again, just clenched the wolf axe and fell to the ground with the horse.

Come on, Eshua maintained his prostrate position on the ground, making it look as if he had lost consciousness, but he was already tense, silently listening to the sound of the horses' hooves of the Cato behind him. If the other party thought that he was done, and recklessly approached him—preferably the warlord who had launched the encirclement—then Eshua could be assured that his axe would be cut in two with his men and horses. Having been teased by the Cato as a prey for so long, Esher was now extremely angry.

But the sound of horses' hooves suddenly stopped, and then there were countless sharp sounds of breaking through the air - the Cato had no intention of stepping forward, but launched a salvo directly at Essho!

“！” Estheus jumped to his feet with one hand, and galloped out of the range of the rain of arrows before he turned into a sieve, the sound of horses' hooves followed - the chase continued. The Cato were soon shocked to find that the prey that had begun to flee on foot was no less fast than the horse under his crotch, and that the pocket formation had barely caught him, and if they had started a few seconds slower, Eshu would have escaped from the edge of the pocket; At the same time, Esher was helpless to find that he could not get rid of the Gatu hussars despite running with all his might. He could actually increase his speed even further, but the Gatu steppe was flat and uncovered, and unless Eshu could stretch the distance beyond the reach of his eyes in one go, it was better not to waste his physical strength needlessly.

The Cato pursued Estheus all the way to the border of Sarion before relenting. It was the domain of the notorious Baron de Kedron, who had caused trouble for Sarion when he was still a powerful rogue knight leader. Later, after his surrender to Ulrik V, he was sent to Fort Shield Brave, north of Laria, to deal specifically with the Gatu people north of the Long River and the Noldor elves of the Great Forest in the east. After that, Cato and Noldor reluctantly ushered in a spoiler who specialized in fighting the autumn wind. Kedren himself was also very campy, and the Gato horses and Noldor goods he got in his hands were all supplied, some to Laria, and some to the royal city—of course, but even a small amount of oil and water made him a lot of money, and it is said that he kept several Noldor slave girls himself.

It's not that the Cato and the Noldor elves haven't troubled Kedron, but Caydron is very easy to do in disguise and robbery, and it is difficult to leave a handle, and even caused infighting between the two tribes in the steppe for a time. Of course, the Noldor elves are generally too lazy to collect evidence, but if there is a slight suspicion, they will directly call the door. At this time, Kedren moved out of Laria's rescuers, and the instructor Baker, a super-first-class warrior, personally sat in charge - it is conceivable that the Duke of Allama still has a lot of importance for this long river watchdog. Although the Noldor Elf is a natural archer, he is still a little unsightly in front of the chief instructor of the Horn Knights who holds the bow of the sky. Aldalian, Lord of the Noldor, was defeated in an archery contest and was forced to shave his bald head in line with Beck, the instructor, and his only daughter took over the family after returning to the Great Eastern Forest. Since then, both the Gatu and the Noldor elves have tried to avoid setting foot on the south bank of the Yangtze River.

Therefore, after Esher had swam the river, the Cato hussars began to hesitate. They had already seen that Esher was at the end of his crossbow, and had been nearly swept to the bottom of the river more than once by the undercurrent. But the south bank was the territory of the flies, and perhaps his scouts had already gotten the news that the large army was waiting for them to cross the bridge, and his eighty or so men might not have enough to eat.

"Withdraw!" The warlord whipped the horse's ass fiercely and said unwillingly.

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