Press the head of the Tiele tribe and the daughter of the wolf lord to say that they will return to the side of Lothar, who is riding their horses back. In fact, the earl already had a vague premonition, and the caravan that surrounded Xuelan in that place that was not very far away from the tribe, and no one came to watch curiously until the pack team left, which can only show one thing, that is, there is something more attention-grabbing than this is happening at the moment.

The sound of horses' hooves trampled on the road of the market. Lothar had never heard the sound of horses' hooves on this road before, not because it was paved enough to absorb the noise of the carriages and horses walking on it, but because even in a time of panic this morning, the market was full of people, and the sound was enough to drown out all the sound of horses' hooves. But now, there's no difference between quiet and wild. What is it that makes the rebellious grassland dwellers silently suppress their voices? There are not many possibilities, but there are many chances of it happening at the moment.

The marble, shot out of the shadows of the yurt next to it, went straight to the earl's front door. It's just that this kind of sneak attack is obviously too casual for Lothar, he raised his hand and easily caught the mud pills, in his impression, there is only one person who will treat this kind of thing as a marble. Sure enough, half of Lao Jiu's little head was exposed, he looked at both sides carefully, and then said a word to the person on the horse with his lips. Lip reading was not easy for Lothar, but in the more chaotic battlefields or environments that required secrecy, lip language was an efficient means, so he immediately understood the other party's words, Yingpan.

The Earl nodded, and urged the reins to make Harold IV stride forward, he didn't try to communicate with Lao Jiu again, the kid was already benevolent and righteous to be able to report here, and he couldn't take him to a more dangerous situation. Horses, galloping on the road, closed curtains, figures hiding in the yurt, telling what is going on here. And as they approached the side of the market towards the tribe, the sound that had disappeared reappeared in their ears. Not only the voices, but the chaotic flags fluttered above the various roads, waving their bodies fiercely.

Those flags undoubtedly came from the various descendants of the wolf lord or the existing forces in the clan, and it was no wonder that the people in the market did not dare to go out with such fanfare, if they really fought here, who would care if it was the enemy or the civilians who stood in front of them? Then the next question should be, if these people are not preparing for war, what are they doing, and why did Lao Jiu tell them the word camp?

The camp, which undoubtedly refers to the camp of the white wolf, is nothing else that the two of them can refer to in this word. So the question is, what does this tense scene in front of him have to do with the white wolf's camp? Lao Jiu means to let them hide in the white wolf's camp like last night? No, this formation is much stronger than last night. Or is something wrong with the white wolf?

"Hold on, we've got to hurry. The Count commanded, lowered his body, and the horse, with whom he was in the same heart, immediately understood what his master meant, and his hooves flew like a sharp arrow piercing the heavy curtain. Before the soldiers guarding the roads could react, they only felt a strong wind blowing around them, and then they could only see the backs of Lothar and them while they let out an exclamation.

Normally, no matter how fast the horse is, it is impossible to break through such a force stationed in narrow terrain. But now the soldiers were all facing in the direction of the White Wolf camp, and there was no vigilance behind them, which gave the Count an opportunity to take advantage of it, and he galloped through the alleys, and finally saw the wall of the White Wolf camp when the torches began to be lit. Soldiers wearing white wolf insignia can be seen standing behind the earthen wall, nervously confronting their fellow citizens outside the wall. The number of soldiers besieging the camp is roughly estimated to be more than ten times the number of defenders.

This is really a desperate situation, judging from Lothar's military experience, as long as these people start attacking, the white wolf's defense will not be able to hold out for a round, those earthen walls seem to be strong, but in fact, it only takes a slam from the war horse to loosen it from the inside. What was going on, and why had things come to this in such a short time? The Count really didn't understand. But what he knew was that it was impossible for them to rush into the camp alone, and if they continued to stay here, they would sooner or later be caught by the soldiers behind them, and they had to find a place to hide and watch the situation for now.

"This way!" In the midst of this dilemma, the familiar voice made Lothar subconsciously turn his horse's head and lead his mount into a nearby yurt. This is not the end, the normal yurt has only one entrance, but this one has two, the horse carries the person in from the one near the street, and out of the other, and enters the other yurt, and so on and so on so many times that even Lothar himself cannot tell how many yurts they have entered, and how many yurts they have entered. It was only after following the dark shadow that led the way, and when he stopped, he realized that the man was Batu, who was supposed to be waiting in the camp.

"Dismount, it's almost here. The hunter reached out and took the reins of Harold IV, and said to the two men and a cat on the horse. The man on the horse rolled over and looked at him with a puzzled look, but Batu did not speak immediately, he walked to a corner of the yurt, reached out and grabbed a corner of the heavy blanket that was the wall, lifted it slightly, and observed it for a few seconds before putting it down.

"Okay, they didn't chase after you, they should have thought you were someone's cronies. These people are now divided into different parties, and they don't communicate with each other, which is good for us. Batu breathed a sigh of relief and turned his head to look at the others, he frowned slightly, "Where's Nuisa?

"Found it. But to be on the safe side, we'll let her stay with Uvir first, and it seems that this precaution is necessary for now. Lothar finished explaining the results of his group, and then raised his chin and pointed outside, "What's going on?

"Not really, but it's about the same. I was going to tell you about it, but I was surrounded as soon as I got out of the camp. Luckily, the white wolf told me about the safe house he had set up nearby, otherwise I would have been caught by someone who didn't know that side by now. ”