I shook my head and held out my finger in front of him: "No way, they can't have a glimmer of hope of survival." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoThis time it was a big gamble, and the gamble was that before everyone could react, we had dealt the Swadians a heavy blow and given them unbearable shame, and when they reacted, we had left, back to the place where we started, back to the steppe of your White Horse Guard, with the glory of the world, this is our only way to live!"

I continued: "If we were to storm Fort St. Ruz Godda, with all the strength I have now, we might have a fifty percent chance of success, but we would certainly suffer heavy losses. In the aftermath, we will not have any power to help Allah, to help your Boss Du, to help your Brother White Horse Guard! Do you want to watch your more than 2,000 brothers and sisters die in front of you with a wailing and powerless power?!"

Dong Xiao faltered, and he hesitated to remove the blade from my neck.

I smiled, stood up, and said, "What I do is to maximize the effect of the power in my hands, and this is the essence of strategy! From this point of view, I need a weak enough force as bait to lead the main force of the Swadias into this place of execution." Now, if you put yourself in my shoes, what would you do if it were you?"

Dong Xiao bit his lip stubbornly and said, "If it were me, I would take my brothers to fight with those Swadians in a dignified manner, even if it was death, I would die a heroic and meaningful death, and I would be able to pat my chest and say to our Boss Du after death, I did it, and I didn't disgrace you!"

I sneered: "So, so you are also born cannon fodder...... What you Boss Du needs is not a bunch of stupid birds who can die meaninglessly and generously, what he needs is someone who can really solve the problem for him. Since your head never turns, wait until you figure it out. Anyway, in the next stage of the battle, you don't need to participate in the White Horse Guard. ”

As I spoke, I glanced behind him, and immediately a heavy hilt hit Dong Xiao on the back of his neck, knocking him unconscious.

The eyes of the slasher on the side immediately widened, and his hand touched the hilt of the sword, but before he could touch it, he was knocked to the ground by Wuke's fist.

I shook my head, looked at the overwhelmed White Horse Guard, and said, "Let the brothers of the White Horse Guard, go to the back and rest for a while, remember, be polite...... After all, they sacrificed for our victory. ”

Next, I looked at the Swadians gathered in the middle of the ambush field. After the bloody battle, at this moment they were left with less than four hundred light cavalry, more than one hundred cavalry, six or seven hundred infantry and crossbowmen, all of them only a little more than a thousand men.

"How? Kill it directly?" asked Wukemo with a fist.

I shook my head: "Wait for the news, wait for Ling Ling and them to get their hands on it, it's not too late to kill, fishing, of course the bait is alive and fresh." ”

At the same time, Fort St. Ruz Godda.

Redels' helmet was long gone, the chainmail jacket draped over his body had been torn several times, and his body was slowly covered with wounds, and his overshirt was stained with blood, some of his own, but more of the enemy's.

He couldn't figure out why such a big change suddenly occurred when it was a battle situation that was a sure victory! What was the origin of the crossbowmen at both ends of the cliff? What was the origin of the black-armored heavy infantry that poured out from behind the ridge of the heavy cavalry? Before Reddils could see it clearly, hundreds of black knights appeared from behind him, trying to seal the canyon at both ends. He fought desperately, and finally could not be stopped, and when the last bit of strength was almost exhausted, Reddils was finally unwilling to die on the battlefield meaninglessly, and he exploded like a flashback, and after killing thirteen black horsemen in a row, he ran back to Fort St. Ruz Godda with a wound.

It wasn't until he saw the lion banner of the Swadia Empire still flying high at the head of Fort St. Ruzgoda that he finally breathed a sigh of relief and shouted at the sentry on the city gate: "I'm Reddils! The vanguard has been attacked in Death Valley, please send reinforcements immediately, reinforcements!"

After shouting this, Reddils was dizzy and fell from his horse.

The Count of Pelagher of Fortfort St. Luz Goda has always been dissatisfied with his fat son who has no learning and no skills, and he is really unhappy with this second generation of officials who fights cocks all day long, and he once sighed to his fat son with envy and emotion: "Giving birth to a son should be like Redirs...... However, his fat son apparently developed an inexplicable jealousy towards Reddills because of this, so much so that Reddirs, who had taken the knightly selection exams many times and won the first place, was always disqualified from the exams for inexplicable reasons, such as the helmet was not polished enough, and the pimples on his face were unsightly......

So Reddils, who is so brave and good at fighting, is still a small light cavalry until now.

This time, the information transmitted back by Reddils was very important to Count Perlagher, and he immediately suspected that there might be something wrong with the direction of Paraven or Fort Rendey, but his idiot son always insisted on singing the opposite, insisting that it was a desperate outlaw, and insisted on personally leading the troops to encircle and suppress it, so as to earn some military merits, and also show his talent to his envious and jealous father.

Therefore, when the Count of Perlager made repeated inquiries and ascertained that only about a thousand white horse guards had wandered in, he finally made up his mind to let Redirs assist his precious son, and take half of the men and horses of St. Ruz Godda, including all the cavalry troops, to clear out the professional army of the rogue four times that of the rogues.

But now, Count Pelager suddenly got the news, or Reddils came back, the precious son who went to encircle and suppress was beaten by a group of black-armored warriors who suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and the person who went to catch turtles was locked in an urn and was about to be eaten away.

Count Peragher was going mad, and now he hated Redills.

But there was no way to hate, only Reddils knew where his precious son was blocked, and he had to wake up the scarred Reddils, and rushed to save his son with two thousand infantry and a thousand crossbowmen.

Reddils looked at Fort St. Luz Godda, which was defended only by four hundred crossbowmen and six hundred infantry, and suddenly a foreboding feeling suddenly appeared in his heart. He dragged the flaming Count Pelager and asked anxiously, "Is it really possible, leaving only these few men to guard Fort St. Ruz Godda, is it really possible?"

Count Perlagher looked back at the magnificent and majestic walls of Fort St. Ruz Godda, and nodded confidently: "With the impregnable walls of Fort St. Ruz Godda, even if there are only a thousand people, it is enough to hold on. The top priority now is to save my son, are you sure that it is really okay for us to go with 3,000 people, and there are still cavalry on the other side?"

Reddhirs retracted his ominous thoughts, looked at the well-groomed Swadia army, nodded, and said, "Absolutely no problem! Although the opponent's combat effectiveness is very strong, after all, the number of people is limited, and it caught us off guard." As far as I can see, they have only fifteen hundred crossbowmen at most, and about a thousand infantry, and their cavalry has been crippled by us at the beginning, and even when the valley is finally blockaded and forced to take us away, they can only send out less than two hundred light cavalry, which is not a threat to our strong army. What's more, in the valley, there are more than four hundred of our light horsemen, more than one hundred horsemen, at least six or seven hundred infantry and crossbowmen, as long as we arrive in time and join them, we can completely rescue them all!"

Count Perlagher turned around, put on the great helmet that hung over his shoulders, and muttered, "I hope what you say is right...... The whole army - full speed ahead!"

The Swadia infantry immediately rumbled and ran.

Night fell, and on the horizon in the distance, a dark cloud drifted over, and it was going to rain.

When the spring rain poured down with the thunder that tore through the sky, the Swadia infantry were still three or four miles away from the besieged Valley of Death where their compatriots were besieged, and then they would make a five-mile detour to find the gentle slope into the valley and outflank the White Horse Guards from behind.

But at this moment, the ears of Reddils, who was marching at the forefront of the line, moved, and he waved his hand violently, stopping the advance of the Swadia army.

"What's the matter, Redels!" roared Count Peragher from afar.

Reddirs was immersed in the misty rain and mist, and the blue thunder snawled through the sky, bringing a shattering roar.

But in the midst of the roar, Reddills' ears seemed to pick up something unusual that made his face look ugly.

In front of his eyes, there was a dark curtain of rain, and lightning could not shine through.

The rumbling thunder rolled against the ground again.

This time, however, the thunder was unusual, it was more dull and more powerful, and even the ground began to tremble slightly.

Moreover, this thunder was so familiar, so familiar that Reddills had heard it more than once, and every time he heard it, his blood boiled once.

But now that he suddenly heard it, Reddils' hot blood instantly cooled into ice.

The thunder was getting closer and closer, and it didn't go away for so long. Is that......

Another bolt of lightning flashed, illuminating the dense curtain of rain in front of Redels' eyes, and also illuminating the contents of the curtain.

The bright electric light reflected on the neat iron-clad helmet and dark composite armor, on the sharp blade of the broad-bladed spear, and on the steel shield that had been washed clean by the rain.

Is that...... A thousand black knights!

The most elite and terrifying heavy knight in all of Calradia!

Sticking to the ground, like a sharp razor, cut down!

When night had fallen completely, and everything was enveloped, a bloodied Dark Hunter rushed to me, and the knight on the horse was a young man in his early teens, and a puddle of blood stained half of his face.

He jumped off his horse and said with excitement on his face: "Report to General Emmons! Captain Ling Ling has finished the battle, and we have defeated the Svadians in one look, and then pursued them fifteen miles north, annihilating more than 2,700 men, and less than 300 of them fled back to Fort St. Ruz Godda. Count Perlagher was beheaded by Captain Ling Ling, Reddils was nowhere to be found, Vice Captain Vicente was leading the Dark Hunters to hunt us down! We had almost no losses, Captain Ling Ling was leading his brothers back, and there was about half an hour to go. ”

I chuckled, a heart lifted, and I looked into the basin in the middle of the Death Valley ambush field, the Svadians who were starving and freezing in the night rain, unaware that their last hope had been snuffed out.

I smiled and said, "Wuke, I don't want to care about the battle here, when Ling Ling arrives, you can end everything here with him, I'm a little tired, and I'm going to rest." ”

Wuke's eyes were full of excitement, he smiled, patted his chest, and said, "Don't worry, General!

I smiled and nodded, and steered my horse out of the gentle slope.

I came to the back of the gentle slope, in a tent that had been set up, and in it was tied with the winter whistle and the chopping sound. I grinned and untied the ropes from the two of them, and said to the two frightened and suspicious guys, "Okay, I'm not your enemy, it's you who tied you up in front, and you are the one who is making me a headache." Now it's all right, the battle is over, and Fort St. Ruz Godda is basically already a treasure trove. ”

Dong Xiao's eyes were red, as if he had secretly cried, and said in a trembling voice: "What's the use, my brothers, they are all dead, and you used them for nothing, framed to death!

I patted Dong Xiao on the shoulder and said, "Okay, I know your feelings, why haven't I experienced this pain of life and death...... Otherwise, your brethren will not die in vain, it is their sacrifice that has enabled us to successfully suppress the army of Fort St. Ruz Godda, which provides a good environment for the operation of Allah and your boss Du on the Paravon side. The death of your brothers is worth it!"

Dong Xiao wiped his eyes and didn't speak.

I looked at him and said, "You are a good man, you value love and righteousness, and you have some talent, join me!"

Dong Xiao was taken aback by me, he immediately got up from the ground, stared at me with frightened eyes, and said, "What do you say? I was born as a person of Bai Ma Wei, and I died as a ghost of Bai Ma Wei, and my life is that of Boss Du, and it is absolutely impossible for me to take refuge in other people in this life! If you make this idea, I advise you to die as soon as possible!"

I stared at Dong Xiao's eyes for three or four seconds, and suddenly laughed out loud and said, "Just kidding, just liven up the atmosphere, why are you so nervous, hehe." He patted the dust on his buttocks, stood up, and said, "I've been busy for so long since I first arrived here, and I'm tired to death." I'm going to rest, the next battle, there is nothing to do with you Bai Mawei, you should also hurry up and rest, maybe we will rush to your aid Boss Du soon, hehe......" With that, I walked out of Dong Xiao's tent.

If I'm not mistaken, when I was recruiting just now, behind the fierce reaction of Dong Xiao, Chopping Ming's eyes suddenly became fanatical.

Forget it, I don't want to do these things, now I just want to have a good rest, tomorrow, let's go to St. Ruz Goddaburg for breakfast.