Hearing the exclamations of the soldiers, the people in the slave brigade stood still and began to whisper what was happening.

"Uncle Bond, what are they shouting, are our people being attacked?" Beichuan asked in a low voice as he gently rubbed old Bond's arm.

Old Bond glanced at him and whispered

"Little one, you don't have to worry so much, it's all a war, you don't need to worry about it, you just remember to follow me! ”

After that, Old Bond no longer bothered with Beichuan, so he closed his eyes and recuperated himself.

Beichuan was bored, so he didn't say much, but stretched his neck to see what the dead fat man was doing now.

This guy is really a quail, and he can talk to these poor slaves, and it would be a fantasy to really count on him.

No, after seeing the distress signal, our dearest Lord Darsle's first reaction was not to lead the team, but to sit on the back of the horse in a cold sweat, at a loss.

"Lord Darsr!

"Yes, Lord Darsel!"

The soldiers showed much more urgency than the dead fat man, and they surrounded him with gossips, suffocating the dead fat man's face red.

Finally, I don't know if it's because I'm annoyed by everyone anymore or if the innate courage in his bones has played a role.

I saw Darsil wave his horsewhip fiercely and said viciously

"Go, go, go, go now! What! Let the back team become the front team! The slave is in front! Lao Tzu needs to supervise the back to see if there are any escapees!"

In this way, Beichuan and their large group of slaves with zero basic combat effectiveness became the vanguard in such a dramatic way.

And Lord Darsle, who was supposed to lead the team, ran to the back of the line, and it seemed that he wanted to run if the situation was not right.

Of course, this is not the point that everyone needs to consider now, time waits for no one.

Led by a few soldiers, the speed of the team was still happy, and everyone trotted in the direction of the signal.

The team ran from the plains into the woods, startling countless birds and reptiles.

Gradually, Beichuan felt a little powerless, his body was not very strong, and it rained all night last night, which made the road very muddy.

Beads of sweat flowed down his forehead, and his legs grew heavy as if they had been filled with lead.

Old Bond saw that the situation was wrong, and hurriedly set up Beichuan, which did not let him fall to the ground.

Just when Beichuan thought that he could no longer support it, several soldiers who were walking in the front suddenly stopped.

"Whew" everyone bent down or sat on the floor, panting heavily, the amount of work and the small amount of food they had been doing so much could not support them so quickly.

"Lord Darsr! there seems to be movement ahead! We must be on the edge of the battlefield! Why don't you send our brothers to investigate first!"

A soldier came to the dead fat man, who had been on horseback all the way, but he was sweating no less than anyone else, and said seriously.

"Ahh Pathfinder? Just decide.... Lord Ben is here to support you, encourage you, and praise you!"

The dead fat man stumbled, lest the other party say something to ask him to go and investigate, so he hurriedly opened his mouth to block it.

Of course, the soldier knew the personality of the dead fat man, and he didn't talk nonsense at the moment, and after a while in the ranks of soldiers in front, he saw three soldiers holding weapons and leaving the team.

Seeing this, the dead fat man breathed a long sigh of relief, hurriedly rolled off the horse, found a big tree and sat down under it, panting heavily.

"Take a break. ”

Regardless of whether the ground was clean or not, he was really tired, and Old Bond directly helped Beichuan to sit on the ground, and took Beichuan all the way, and he was a little unbearable.

"Come, Uncle Bond, I'll pinch your shoulder, you've taken me hard along the way. ”

Beichuan eased his strength, half-knelt behind old Bond, and before the latter could speak, he directly pinched it lightly.

"You kid.... Alas...," Old Bond smiled and shook his head, said no more, closed his eyes and began to enjoy.

After a while, the three soldiers who had just left the team ran back in a panic, and shouted to the dead fat man under the big tree from a distance, "Lord Darsr!

"it! What are you shouting? Will you be able to poop when you step on it? What if the enemy hears it? Hurry up and shut up!"

The dead fat man saw that he was resting, and he was much more angry when he scolded people, so he stood up with the tree and scolded.

"Less than two miles ahead! In the canyon, it's the black cavalry of Lord Rada! It's fighting the enemy!" the leading soldier reported loudly as he ran up to the dead fat.

The Black Cavalry! The guys who informed them about the transfer just now seem to have come from there, right? Beichuan is a little strange.

"Oh, it's the Black Cavalry of the Rada? are you right? are they really it?"

As soon as the dead fat man heard the three words of the Black Cavalry, his face suddenly turned from gloomy to sunny, as if a person who had been constipated for five days suddenly emptied to his heart's content.

"Yes! Look at the banner Rada-sama is also in the army!"

"Cut, Lada, this thing, with the Black Cavalry, you still have to call for rescue? If Lao Tzu led such a strong team, he would have been able to directly sweep Demacia and then go to the royal city to be honored, yes, if you can't see death without help, let the wise and martial Lord Darsil go and join in the fun! Teach those Demacians who don't know the height of the sky! Move your muscles and bones, and rescue by the way. ”

The dead fat man's face was relaxed.

"Huh?"

The dead fat man's face changed so quickly all of a sudden, which made Beichuan a little unable to react, and Zhangji was confused, stopped what he was doing, and asked in a low voice

"Uncle Bond, what's the matter with this fat man, why is he suddenly so open-minded? This is not his character!"

Old Bond laughed disdainfully when he heard Beichuan's question, stretched his waist, and said

"The black cavalry of Lord Rada that he said in his mouth is the strongest army that can be ranked in our empire, it is the army that directly belongs to Lord Darius, all black cavalry, armed from head to toe, combat effectiveness is not ordinarily strong, just today we will come to the camp to announce the order of the cavalry is the black cavalry to win people, but a small captain can point to our camp and scold Darsr, this dead fat man actually shamelessly said that he was going to rescue people, I really don't know how to write dead words, the guy with a short circuit in the brain, can it be simple to trap the opponent of the black cavalryHmph, just let him talk for a while, I'll see how he will show his strength later. ”