"In this charge, a total of seventy-two enemies were annihilated, and our side suffered 6 minor casualties, and there were no serious injuries or deaths. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info "Kuy was assigned to take care of the grain and grass on the other side of the col, and it was up to Wilkas to report casualties.

"There are dead and wounded in those guys? I guess we didn't catch up with them. Wei Xu, who was wiping the fur of his trophy, the white horse that originally belonged to the high elf Luthermo, suddenly turned his head and asked.

"We didn't catch up, but there was a stampede when they left...... Wilcas honestly recounted the situation.

"So there are more than twenty captives now?" Wei Xu didn't expect that the seventy-two hung up were all trampled to death, and this proportion was a bit too high.

"Yes, I was about to ask you what you do with the captives." Wilcas asked.

"Except for the rest of the ...... who used to have a certain position in Suomo," Wei Xu hesitated, but still said the way to deal with it. Kill all the rest! ”

The war was like that, it was the first tentative attack, and the enemy was not crushed. In such a situation, in order to achieve a reputation of benevolence and righteousness, Wei Xu was very afraid of raising tigers. After all, the elves who can come to join the Somo army are almost non-existent to be forced to participate. These guys don't know how much human blood they have on their hands......

Luthermo should be glad, glad that he had set up his camp well in advance, and that the Dark Brotherhood was plotting to assassinate the Emperor. Otherwise, the few days he had been recuperating from his injuries alone would be enough for Wei Xu's men and horses to slaughter this army of Suomo back and forth several times.

"My lord! Those Nord barbarians are shouting again! The scout stood outside the main tent and said inside.

"How many times have I said it, Lord Luthermo is recuperating from his injuries! Something to find me! The wood elf Joel said as he lifted the curtain and walked out.

"Yes, sir." The scout also suddenly remembered what Joel had told him a few days ago, and hurriedly admitted his mistake.

"Report! My lord, we have run out of grain and grass, and the grain and grass in the rear have not been delivered yet! Another loud announcement came, and the news made Joel froze for a moment.

It was only for a moment, and he quickly reacted: "This matter is silent now."

Sheet! The grain and grass in the rear will definitely arrive in a few days, and we will now settle the matter in front of us. Go and tell the mages to assemble! ”

"Yes! My lord! Both scouts bowed and slowly retreated.

Outside the Somo camp, Wilcas was shouting with a group of warriors: "Turtle with long ears and shrunken head! Long-eared turtles! ……”

After shouting for a long time, no one came out to answer, so Wilkas was a little bored. After shouting for a long time with a dry mouth, it is estimated that it will be able to add some blockage to the opposite side.

"Fire oil ready!" Seeing that there was no response for a long time, Wilcas snorted, ready to give this group of long-eared guys a taste of the special products of the Half Moon Collar. There were only thirty people he brought out this time, not too many. According to Wei Xu's words, it's just adding to the blockage, don't accidentally destroy it. It's hard to have such an introduction, and it's not fun to extinguish it.

Just as Wilcas was about to give the order to charge, he looked up with a feeling. When he looked up, he scolded a few words in his heart.

"Retreat! Evacuate! "I feel very unhappy, but my mouth is still very sharp.

Why retreat? Didn't you see hundreds of red flames rushing towards the sky as if they had exploded into fireworks?! Mage Regiment! Faced with Wilcas's all-day provocations, Somo finally began to fight back.

Fortunately, Wilcas was already on guard and did not get too close to the Somo camp. Running out of the spell bombing area with these dozens of people is a little embarrassed at most.

On the high wall of the Somo camp, looking at the embarrassed enemy army, Joel's face finally showed a smile after being gloomy for several days......

In the shadowy sanctuary of the Brotherhood.

"Well done, big cat." The old man in the cloth Dark Brotherhood uniform said, handing Dacula a brown withered root the length of his little finger. "Go, go to the emperor's party, and put this thing in his soup in the name of a gourmet."

"What is this, old fellow?" Dacula asked, taking his things.

"Ah, this is Garingen, it's my last bit of the bottom, you only have one chance, be sure to hit it with one hit." The old man looked at Dracula and said faintly.

"I'll go!" Dacula screamed and threw the tendrils in his hand to the ground. "Why do you want to kill me?! Garingen can be poisoned even by anyone who touches it! ”

As he spoke, Dacula wiped his palms his clothes, for fear of getting the poison of this thing.

The old man glared at Dacula, stooped down and carefully picked up the small piece of tendril. Like a treasure, he held it in the palm of his hand and blew the soil on it.

"Boy, where did you learn half-alchemy?! Don't you see that the juice in this thing is squeezed dry? You're still scared of a hanging! If I could poison the person who took it, I wouldn't give it to you! As he spoke, the old man put the half of the tendrils into his pouch containing alchemy materials, "Don't pull it down!" Lao Tzu doesn't give it! ”

"Alas, alas! You wait a minute, I want it! "The old man is a mage, and he is not as fast as Daqura. Before he could put Garingen back, Dacula snatched it with his eyes.

"What? Not afraid to put you down? The old man blew his beard and glared at the cat man in front of him, and asked very unpleasantly.

"Hehe, I'm not afraid." With that, the cat man walked towards the outside of the sanctuary as if nothing had happened......

Breamde, the grain route of Somo's army.

"Attention! There are enemies! The grain presser on horseback shouted vigilantly, but by the time he had finished shouting, they had already seen a red line rushing out of the woods.

"It's cavalry! Shield Defense! After seeing the enemy, the grain presser shouted immediately.

Unfortunately, if you use a shield array against the heavy cavalry with swords and shields, it may be useful, but against the lancers, you will only have longer spearmen to deal with...... However, a spearman with a spear more than two meters long? Are you sure you're not out to juggle?

The oncoming wind blew the cloak behind him. But Cod enjoyed it.

Rushing into battle, stepping into formation, shield splitting, people on their backs, horses flipping.

The food team of a few hundred people only supported a round trip under the heavy armored lancers who had already entered the stage of metamorphosis growth. Then everyone turned into corpses strung on spears.

It's blood-red, but no one cares.

"Haha! This time I strung three! A lancer proudly raised his spear so that his comrades could see the "trophies" on it.

"Cut! I didn't see it! Labor and management four! The strongest of the warriors raised the corpse in his hand.

"Shut up! Hurry up and clean up the battlefield and pull away the grain! Looking at his men, Cord shook his head helplessly, and stepped on the corpses on the spear fiercely, trying to get down the five corpses strung on it. When the blood saw the air, it quickly became viscous, and if you don't get it down quickly, it will probably be even more difficult to do it if you wait.

If Wei Xu saw such a "competition" from his own cavalry, it was estimated that he would not be able to eat for a few days. Why do you say that it has entered into a metamorphosis development? That's it. It's good for ordinary people to be able to lift twice their own weight, but this group of guys in the cavalry team has less to lift three times their own weight with one arm, and more to look at Cod...... Is there six times it?!