"Protect Mr. Fang away, he is not a peaceful person, but he has been helping us fight, and he must not be put in danger......"

I don't know who suddenly shouted, and the guards and volunteers who could still move around gathered towards Fang Zitai one after another.

"Mr. Fang, leave from this side, we cover ......"

Before the words fell, Yi Yong, who had a big mouth, couldn't make a sound anymore, the sharp knife of the brute pierced his chest, and blood splattered Fang Zitai's face......

"I think how many of you can stand up to my killing?"

Babakech looked indifferently at the Anning guard, who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, as if he was looking at a dead man, and suddenly, a scene appeared behind the Anning guard, which made Babakeqi feel terrified.

The smoke and dust in the sky and the faint sound of horses' hooves echoing through the air. Gradually, the sound of horses' hooves became louder and louder, like thunder, and there were thousands of people looking at their might.

This peaceful guard general also saw the abnormality of the barbarians, and when he looked back, he couldn't believe his eyes, so many cavalry, is it rare that the wolf cubs of the Nua tribe have also come to get a piece of the pie?

"Is Qulan Town really unable to hold it?"

When the general of Anning rubbed his eyes, and when he looked carefully, he found that he saw a big red flag, as if it had been infected with blood, fluttering in the air in the wind, and the flag had a big "Su" written on it, which was our Anning banner, and that was our reinforcements!

The Tranquility Guard raised his steel knife tremblingly and shouted hysterically:

"Reinforcements, this is the banner of our tranquility, this is the reinforcements of our tranquility, our opportunity has come, beating drums and cheering... Drum cheers..."

Suddenly, war drums sounded on all sides of the city, which was deafening and resounding throughout the city.

The already desperate defenders of Anning, at the last moment when Qulan Town was about to be captured, finally ushered in the reinforcements they had been waiting for.

Whether it was a brute or a defender, everyone couldn't believe their eyes, and the picture on the city suddenly changed, which was completely different from the desperate squeezing on the city just now.

The brute soldiers of the various tribes were not united, they only wanted to flee here quickly, scrambling to grab the ladder and flee in embarrassment, only then did they realize that the ladder they brought seemed to be a little insufficient.

In front of them, the barbarians fled in all directions, and the guards could no longer hold on, they were powerless to chase, so they knelt on the ground one after another, wiped the blood flowing down their faces, and some of the guards, because they knew that Qulan Town was fine, also swallowed their last breath, lay on the ground, and couldn't get up again.

These people, waiting for reinforcements, could not see the moment when the people in the city celebrated the victory, but they all closed their eyes peacefully and died without regrets.

The moment he found out that the reinforcements from Anning had arrived, he quickly ran down the city wall, he had more important things to do, Qulan Town was not breached, and there would be a chance in the future, but if his king died in battle, then there would really be no hope for Shaodang Barbarian.

"Why? How could Anning's reinforcements come so quickly? Why did you arrive at the critical moment when I was about to break through Qulan? Is it really hopeless to have a revival? ”

Mosha stared at the scarlet eyes, clenched his fists unwillingly, and looked at Qulan Town, which was at his fingertips, with a hesitant look on his face.

Babakich, who hurried back to Mosha's side in time, supported Shao Dangman's last hope with his hand and said:

"King, let's withdraw too"

Mosha had a hideous face, sometimes weeping, sometimes laughing, and said to Babakchi:

"What do you say? It's rare that you don't believe that I can revive the Shaodang clan, do you? You want to turn your back on me, don't you? ”

Dropakich fell to his knees, kissed Mosha's boots, and said word for word:

"Wang, we have no chance today, the other tribes have begun to scatter and flee for their lives, a failure is nothing, great as the Wuyi Yuan Sword, there have also been failures, I believe that my king will one day lead us to revive the great cause of being a barbarian."

"Babakech is right, I can't die, I still have the responsibility of reviving the young barbarians, I want to become a great person like the Wuyi Yuan Sword."

Mosa panted like an ox, and paid no attention to the barbarians of the other tribes who had fallen from the wall, gritted his teeth, and said loudly to the barbarians of his own tribe:

"The people of Anning are cunning, they will retreat first, but we will come back sooner or later, today's hatred will be returned by Anning people a hundred times in the future"

Before leaving, Mosa didn't forget to blow a.

Of the four thousand barbarians who came, two thousand were from the barbarians, and when Mosha counted the number again, there were less than fifteen hundred, and more than a quarter of the warriors were lost here.

Shaodang's strength has been weakened again, and when they return to their homeland, they need to beware of annexation from other barbarians, which can be described as extremely miserable.

Fang Zitai sat down on the wall as if he was drunk, and the soldier next to him reached out and tried to pull him up, he shook his head and reclined down.

There are dead corpses everywhere around, there are peaceful guards, there are also brute soldiers, hideous faces and blood stains all over the ground, which makes people feel faintly disgusting, Fang Zitai, who has always loved cleanliness, can't care so much, and he doesn't care if there are living people or dead corpses around him, he just wants to close his eyes and enjoy a moment of tranquility for the rest of his life after the catastrophe.

When Fang saw the smoke and dust in the sky, it was the time of life and death, and he had no time to think about it, and now that most of the barbarians had scattered and fled, Fang Zitai came back to his senses.

Although the former sentry went to the border city to ask for help, there were not many cavalry in the entire border county, where did these thousands of cavalry come from? Could it be that the heavenly soldiers will not succeed?

In the middle of the night, a guard of Qulan Town said to Fang Zitai with a strange face:

"Mr. Fang, the cavalry rushing to the aid is chasing the fleeing barbarians, do you want to go down and take a look?"

Fang Zitai struggled a few times, trying to stand up on his own, but after all, he had just experienced a fierce battle, and his physical energy was too much to consume, and he didn't have any strength in his body.

The soldier next to him hurriedly grabbed Fang Zitai's arm and helped him up, Fang Zitai lay on his stomach at the head of the city and looked down, and was stunned.

I saw a handsome young man, taking the lead, rushing into the barbarian pile without fear of death, and then there were about 500 cavalry behind him.

However, these cavalry, no matter how you look at it, do not look like regular troops, no matter what they wear or weapons, they are all varied and disorganized.

There is only one unified place for men and horses, that is, the tail of the war horse they ride is tied to the branches, and they run down quickly, and it is this branch that rolls up the smoke and dust in the sky, which scares off the barbarian army besieging the city.

Su Jun didn't have time to think about what the people in the city thought of him, and by the time he led more than 500 cavalry to approach Qulan Town, most of the barbarian army had already fled without a trace.

There was only one tribe chief, who was reluctant to carry the baggage and equipment brought by other tribes, and did not forget to take these things with him when he fled.