No matter how hard Tebo tried to block the meeting between the two sides, he ultimately failed. Defeated by the counter-charge that defied common sense but could still be charged, and the defeat was defeated by the combination of the damned lancers and heavy cavalry. After Cod led five hundred heavily armored cavalry to plow the soldiers of Shadinhull over and over again, Wilcas finally led the warriors of the Half Moon Collar to break out of the encirclement. At this point, there are less than seven hundred of the people led by Wilcas who are still in the battle, and all of them are injured, and nearly two-thirds of the number of troops has been reduced! The most important thing is that the heavy weapons carried by his team were all destroyed during the breakout, and the materials were also burned!

From Shadinhull's side, he felt that he had taken advantage, but for some reason, Taibo always had a little ominous premonition in his heart. How? Did you miscalculate something? Looking at the remnants of the Half Moon Leader who were bathed in the sunset and leaving, a trace of uneasiness suddenly surged in his heart. It seems that there is something missing by him!

"My lord, those four powerful heavy weapons on the Half Moon Territory are complete! I could see clearly that they were using this thing to destroy our outer city gates! An aide-de-camp who counted supplies came with a golden tube to ask for credit.

"Huh?" Taibo woke up from his deep thoughts. "Try it?"

"Yes, General!" The adjutant scrambled with an iron bullet from somewhere and shoved it through the muzzle, then covered his ears and ducked to the side.

Long......

"Huh? Why didn't it happen? Taibo, who was ready to hear the sound, frowned suspiciously.

The adjutant smiled awkwardly, took two steps forward and grabbed a rope on the ground: "Ah, the subordinates forgot that they still have to pull this." ”

As he spoke, he took a few steps back, and only after he had fully secured his ears did he pull the rope violently.

……

"Huh? It's not scientific! It's obviously intact, why is there no response?! The lieutenant sweated profusely in Taibo's indifferent eyes.

"Boom! Rumble! ”

He pulled the rope over and over again, and he still learned the dubbing he learned from somewhere, but unfortunately, no matter how similar his dubbing was, this magic cannon never sounded again. After all, the magic cannon that has been destroyed inside is no different from scrap copper and rotten iron.

"Pull these things back, get some skilled blacksmiths to study them, and then find a few people from the captives who understand the truth to tell us what this thing is all about!" Taibo said, glaring fiercely at his own aide-de-camp.

"General!"

At this moment, a herald stumbled over with a long crossbow arrow.

"What's the matter?!" Taibo, who was already depressed to the extreme, suddenly broke out.

"This ......" the herald Taibo roared a little dazed, and pointed to the cloth on the arrow shaft tremblingly.

When Taibo saw the cloth, he snorted coldly, "Is this leaving me with some cruel words?" ”

As he spoke, he removed the cloth from it.

"My lord said, let you treat our captives well, and come back tomorrow! One less hair will cost you ten lives! The cloth was written in the vernacular with very rampant words, and Taibo frowned for a while.

"Don't let the captives know about this, or we'll have a hard time getting something out of their mouths......" Tybo suddenly smiled self-deprecatingly in the middle of his sentence. Am I really scared? What am I afraid of? It's them who lose! Why did they talk to me in such a rampant tone! ”

"My lord, I'm afraid most people already know the content of this, and there are dozens of throwing guns out there in addition to these...... Those light cavalry came and went like the wind, and dozens of our brothers died when they threw their guns......" The herald said, stealing a glance at Taibo, whose face had turned black to the bottom of the pot, and hurriedly kept silent.

"It's too much deception...... It's too much of a deception! Taibo tore the cloth in his hand to shreds. Immediately cut off a hundred and a half moons to lead the heads of those dog mongrels to Lao Tzu to sacrifice the flag! ”

"Your Excellency!" As soon as he finished saying this, another man stumbled in from outside the tent. When he came in, he had several crossbow arrows stuck in his body, and he looked like he was dying.

"What's wrong?" Taibo frowned slightly, and the crossbow bolt on the man's back made the uneasiness he had just suppressed in his heart float again. Crossbow bolts? This is obviously a half-moon collar system! But...... In the battle just now, the other party didn't use crossbow arrows!

"Central Fortress...... Captured by a sneak attack by the enemy! Xiaguan ...... Xia Guan learned from the mouths of those who were guarding us that the remaining four fortresses were estimated to be in calamity! After saying that, the man turned his head and fainted.

"What?!" Hearing this, Taibo only felt a dizziness in his brain. That's right, how did those enemy reinforcements come over? How come those fortresses don't have any warning?! Could it be ...... Could it be ...... The fortresses on the steppe have really fallen?!

Come to think of it. Taibo hurriedly raised his eyes and said to the herald on the side, "Let the scouts go northwest!" Follow the route of their retreat! Come and tell me when you find out......"

"Your Excellency...... The matter of sacrificing the flag ......"

"Get out!"

A roar comparable to the Nord's gifted battle cry came from the tent......

Half Moon Collar here.

Although the team has been seriously reduced, the momentum is still high.

"General Wilcas, does our last solution really work?" Ganain was still thinking about the last task that Wilkas had asked him to do, throwing some threatening words? Did it work?

"Lord Wei Xu has already made it clear in his previous letter, and he is also clear about our situation, Xia Ding Hull is here, he will come in person tomorrow...... So we can also make the captured brothers suffer a little less by saying this......" As he spoke, Wilcas looked at the much shrunken group behind him and sighed heavily.

Cord didn't speak, just patted Wilcas on the shoulder as a sign of comfort. I don't know how many prisoners there were, but I don't think there would be much. It is estimated that seven or eight hundred people died in this battle and a half-moon leader......

Fortunately, he felt that the speed of the infantry was too slow, so he directly threw off the infantry and let them arrive on their own, otherwise the number of people who could be left now would definitely be less than that.

"Nothing...... It's not that I can't pick it up! Wilcas suddenly spoke, as if he had figured out something. Tonight I will repair the central fortress in front of me for the night, and tomorrow, tomorrow I will personally bring back our captured warriors! ”