"Hurry, rush, run into the woods!"

General Kent ran at the back of the line, waving his arms and shouting hoarsely.

The sound of horses' hooves came from behind him, like a raging wave, ready to drown him at any moment - he was born in a coastal city, and this feeling was not new to him.

Looking back, he could see the figure of the elite cavalry of the Hori Kingdom, just a few hundred meters behind him. Dressed in armor, roaring and wielding swords, they had defeated their army only once a few hours earlier.

There was a priest flying in the sky, and sometimes a bullet of holy light smashed from behind them, but fortunately they were still far away, and their accuracy was poor.

Looking ahead, the woods were dark and quiet at night, and there was not a trace of movement in sight. Everyone is rushing inside, like a famine victim rushing to a relief truck.

They knew that the mage was in ambush inside, and as long as they lured the enemy to rush over, they could fight back with their swords. But when the enemy's army approached behind him, no one was confident. They can only sprint with the will to survive, and all the baits and ambushes are left behind, leaving only the thought of "I want to live".

Probably only General Kent still retains some sobriety.

To be honest, he didn't think the idea of this ambush was perfect. The retreating army suddenly fled into a wood, and to anyone, such a scene seemed suspicious, and the pursuers might not be fooled. And if you want to ensure that the enemy is not suspicious, you must keep the bait and the pursuer very close.

- A group of remnants who were about to be overtaken, panicked and fled into the woods. This may seem more reasonable in the eyes of the enemy.

Kent couldn't fathom the minds of the priests. He could only do the duty of a "decoy", slowing down to allow the enemy to approach, and walking at the back of the group.

The pursuers always recognized him. How could an army commander run in the back row as a decoy? He felt that by doing so, he might be able to add a little more success to this imperfect ambush plan.

What else can they do?

From the moment he evacuated from the border, his heart was already filled with despair. The iron cavalry of the kingdom of Hori overwhelmed everything he was proud of, and the army was vulnerable to the enemy, and they had no choice but to retreat after a short engagement, but ...... They can't get rid of it.

Kent knew in his heart that even if someone broke off, the enemy army could still divide his troops and clean up their declining remnants. These 50,000 people were evacuated to the end, and there were not even 10,000 people who could return to the capital alive.

He didn't know what the situation was in the capital, and he didn't dare to think about it. The border was lost, and he was ashamed of the expectations of the prime minister of him, and even more ashamed of the promise he had made in front of the palace. At that moment, he didn't even want to go back alive, and he didn't have the courage to face everyone in the palace of Regina.

However, for the sake of these soldiers in front of him, he had to live.

And under the torment of despair and contradictions, Benjamin's appearance suddenly gave Kent a glimmer of hope.

The dean of the Academy of Magic, the most powerful mage on the continent. Kent doesn't know how powerful Benjamin really is, however, he understands what a powerful mage is capable of doing on the battlefield.

More importantly, his appearance boosted the morale of the declining army and gave hope to it again.

Therefore, even though the ambush plan proposed by him seemed to Kent to be flawed, Kent nodded without hesitation.

This was the only way for them to successfully retreat.

"General, General, help me!"

Some cries for help came from the ears, and in the process of fleeing, the wounded became an unbearable burden for the army. The soldiers were still running with stretchers as hard as they could, but someone was thrown off, and it was already inevitable.

Kent turned his head and looked, he was a very familiar soldier, he might have been punished for three days for talking back to him, but he couldn't remember his name.

He was so ruthless that he wanted to turn his head and continue to run ahead, but somehow he managed to run to the soldier's side.

"General...... Save me, don't throw me here......"

The opponent's left leg was broken and he couldn't move forward, so Kent had to carry him on his back and continue to run with the team. At the same time, the pursuers behind him were getting closer and closer, and he even saw a holy light bullet fall three meters away from his left hand, almost blowing him to pieces.

With this soldier on his back, both of them may die together.

Kent knew about it, but somehow he just didn't want to think about it. The woods were so close that the large army in front of him had already rushed in, and he felt that he only needed to run a few more steps to rush in.

Rumble!

Another Holy Light Bullet fell, but this time it wasn't so lucky. The holy light bloomed about two meters away from his right hand, and the powerful shockwave shook him down at once, almost throwing the wounded on his back out.

"General, are you alright?" General!"

The soldier on his back had fallen into a coma, and a few men on the side quickly leaned over, supported Kent, and rushed into the woods in one go.

"We're in...... We're in!" a cacophony rang in his ears, calling the somewhat distracted Kent back to reality.

In the gloomy woods, he couldn't see where Benjamin was ambushing with the mage. However, following the pre-agreed direction, the large force continued to rush deep into the woods, waiting for the horn to sound for a counterattack.

And the pursuers behind him also rushed into the woods without hesitation a few seconds later.

Seeing this scene, Kent breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

"Kill!"

It's just that the shouts of killing have been deafening, and the nearest cavalry is about to catch up with him. Looking back, he could even see the patterns on the opponent's armor and smell the stench emanating from the horse.

- The enemy is about to rush over.

Kent was well aware of this.

So, he turned around, threw the wounded man on his back to the soldiers in front, and drew his sword.

"Kill!"

The blood all over his body seemed to be boiling at this moment.

He shouted as he swung his sword and slashed at the nearest cavalryman. The other party probably didn't expect his counterattack to be so sudden, and wanted to stop the horse, but Kent leaned over and rushed up directly.

With a muffled sound, the long sword came up from under the horse's belly, and under the effect of inertia, it pierced through the cavalry's belly. Blood splattered everywhere, and Kent's entire arm was buried in the horse's body, and he was carried to the ground and fell to the ground.

"General!"

When a soldier's call came, Kent immediately turned around and shouted viciously, "Run, don't stop, run for me!"

Perhaps it was his bloody ferocity that frightened the soldiers, or it was the result of years of obedience, who, after a brief moment of stunned, turned around and continued to run deeper into the woods with the wounded.

Kent's gaze went on and on the soldiers, until their figures disappeared into the dark woods, no longer to be seen.

At that moment, the sound of overlapping horses' hooves came from behind him, like ocean waves.

He felt very familiar.