"Great Khan...... What to do?" asked a nobleman in a trembling voice. They are not afraid of fighting, they are not afraid of fighting, but they are afraid of hopelessness. And now, because of the siege, I have lost faith and courage.

"Gather your troops at once, the distance of the flares is about ten miles, and we still have time. Gather everyone at once, and we'll rush out—" Egu calmed down in a split second.

Although he didn't know how many people Allah Khan had brought over, the ten-mile encirclement could not be strong no matter how strong it was. And with this charging distance, gather your own 100,000 sons to charge with all your strength, and it is very likely that you will directly break through the encirclement and escape from Ascension.

When Allah was discovered, the speed of the Golden Wolf Rider suddenly accelerated. And the assembly of the Jurchen tribe was also unusually rapid. They are all racing for time, and whoever is fast will win.

100,000 wolf riders, all assembled in half an hour later. The entire Jurchen tribe was full of crying voices. Because in such a tight time, it is simply impossible to give them the opportunity to pack, tidy, or even pack and take away.

When the wolf riders are assembled, it's time for them to set off. This time it's a flight, not a march. So the women of the tribe, the elderly, and even the children are the objects of abandonment. This is the law in the grassland, it is better to die together than to die halfway.

The cruelty of the grassland is clearly reflected at this moment. The women took the men's hands and begged to be taken away. But at this time, the favor that men once had dissipated. did not give up, and directly exchanged for a man's ruthless knife.

Even the old father can be abandoned, let alone a woman or a child?

After the assembly was completed, Egu did not hesitate at all, pointed at the position of the east, waved the horsewhip violently, and sprinted out in the lead. Then, ten thousand horses galloped, and the 100,000 wolf horsemen of the Jurchen tribe followed their leader to charge.

The shouts and howls instantly converged into bursts of earth-shattering thunder, and the morale also condensed in that moment. The Jurchen tribe is not the Nanmeng tribe of two days ago, the morale of the Jurchen tribe has not dissipated and lost, and they still retain their tenacious combat strength.

Egu's eyes flickered with heartache and unwillingness, and his eyes were full of hatred as he looked back at the fading tribal lights. Although he thought that Allah would be angry, he did not expect Allah to be so ruthless.

Because the Jurchen tribe is not an ordinary small tribe, Allah definitely needs the Jurchen tribe. Whether it is stabilizing the grasslands or attacking the Central Plains, the Jurchen tribe is a powerful force. And now, on the premise that the Nanmeng tribe has disappeared, he still wants to exterminate the Jurchen tribe? Losing Nanmeng and Jurchen at the same time, the strength of the grassland has been reduced by half.

At this moment, Egu was somewhat convinced by Allah Khan. If it were himself, he would never have the courage and determination of Allah Khan. If Allah Khan is not a true tyrant, then he is a complete madman.

Egu didn't want to die, and the Jurchen tribe shouldn't die in his own hands. Egu knew very well in his heart that his only way out was the Great Zhou Dynasty. On the grassland, there is no room for his own survival, but the Great Zhou Dynasty may be willing to accept him.

Although there has never been a precedent since the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty. But in the previous dynasty, such a thing happened more than once. Even the border guards of Kyushu in the Central Plains at that time were fighting against Hulu with Hulu.

The cavalry rushed, and the distance of five miles came in an instant. Suddenly, Egu's eyes narrowed slightly, and his brow furrowed inadvertently. Because right in front of him, he saw a huge glowing egg.

What is this egg? Because a year ago, there was a rumor of a demon egg on the grassland, and everyone who saw the demon egg died. And many scattered tribes in the steppe have disappeared because of this.

Because no one alive has ever seen the Demon Egg, no one knows if the legend is true or not. But now, he seems to have met, and so coincidentally is, on the way they must break through.

The glowing eggs rushed towards them, and as they got closer, Egu's face moved again. Because the egg turned out to be transparent, and inside it was wrapped in a group of cavalrymen dressed in armor. And each one of them is so strong, each one is like a giant.

There were only a thousand people?Egu judged the enemy in an instant by experience. Delusional thinking that a thousand people is like stopping his own 100,000 people from charging? It's too delusional, do you think you are three thousand phoenixes? Egu sneered in his heart, but in the next second, he couldn't laugh anymore.

On the opposite side of the light egg, an even more intense light suddenly emanated. Six-pointed stars loom in the light. Suddenly, a series of fire dragons shot out from the six-pointed star, each of which was as thick as the waist of five or six people, and the fire dragon roared and crashed into its own charging team.

Explosions rang out, and fires exploded all around. Egu stared back behind him with frightened eyes, and a vacuum appeared in the charging ranks. Five or six fire dragons actually blew up a large area, at least thousands of warriors, were killed by this blow.

"Damn it, warriors, charge, tear them apart—" Egu roared, for the light egg in front of him was still, and it was no more than a mile away from him. Such a distance is only a blink of an eye for his wolf rider.

However, although the light egg stopped, the attack did not stop, and after the fire dragon disappeared, seven or eight thunder pillars swept across in an instant. The dazzling purple electric light resembles a girl's dancing ribbons. However, these streamers are so terrible that they can kill if they are just rubbed a little.

The warriors who had been arranged by Egu to charge ahead fell in batches, and the five or six purple pillars of thunder weaved a huge web of death in front of them. Anyone who touches the net will be turned into a mass of charcoal.

After losing 10,000 people, the thunder on the opposite side finally dissipated. However, before Egu could rejoice, countless things like cyan bats suddenly burst out from the six-pointed star on the other side.

"Storm of Blades—"

A voice came, piercing into the ears of Egu and the others. In an instant, a strong sense of crisis hit Egu's heart, and even the eyes that looked into the distance suddenly shrank.

The cyan bat-like thing quickly hit the front door, where were the bats, but the sharp wind blades. The sharpness of the wind blade surpasses that of all weapons. The warriors of the Jurchen tribe, even if they block the wind blade with a scimitar, the wind blade can still cut off the scimitar.

In an instant, the warrior who was at the forefront of the charge fell again, and the charging team couldn't help but stop. The distance of one mile is like the dividing line between yin and yang. Now, Egu finally believed the rumors of the devil's egg, and finally understood why none of the people he saw survived.

"Go, evacuate—" Egu's heart shattered. Although reason told him that if he charged again, he could rush through it if he charged again. However, his body trembled unconsciously, and his whole body was surrounded by fear.

He panicked, and there was only one thought in his mind, to leave this demon egg immediately, as far away as possible. The direction of the charge changed, and the spearhead was turned and charged north. However, less than half a mile after rushing out, an endless rain of arrows poured down like locusts.

Egu was about to give the order to fight back, but the order got stuck in his throat and he couldn't spit it out like a fish bone. After being intercepted by the Holy Knights, Allah Khan succeeded in closing the siege and narrowing the encirclement.

An endless rain of arrows hit, and the encirclement had begun to spin rapidly. Looking at the strength of the encirclement, Egu despaired. He knew that no matter how desperate the warriors of his tribe were, it would be impossible to break out of such an encirclement.

Even if it is the same golden tribe, the difference in strength between the tribes is very different. The Tuye tribe is the strongest tribe on the grassland, and even needs to gather all the tribes of the grassland to compete with him.

Egu ordered his troops to stop firing back and walk towards the encirclement alone. At this time, the encirclement also stopped attacking, but it still ran and spun rapidly. Countless indifferent eyes, staring coldly at Egu as if they were looking at a dead man.

"Great Khan, Egu is wrong...... Sweat...... All culpability...... Egu bears it alone, and begs the Great Khan to spare my people—"

"Egu, my former closest comrade-in-arms, why did you disobey my orders? In order for you and the Nanmeng tribe to live in peace, I took out the fertile grasslands and took out so many cattle and sheep. However, you still launched an extermination against Nanmeng. ”

"That's because my son ......"

"You don't have to explain, you don't have to explain! No one can disobey my orders, not even my closest associates. When you signed a contract and became brothers, you still broke it, and if you don't give you a cruel punishment, how do you tell me to lead the grassland?"

"Great Khan...... Give the Jurchen tribe a chance-" Egu rolled off the horse in a panic, at this moment, where did he still have the posture of a steppe hero? Like a water dog, he kept kowtowing to Egu and begging for mercy.

"I think when you exterminated the Nanmeng tribe two days ago, they prayed to you the same way. But how did you do it? You wiped out the Nanmeng clan and made the once powerful golden tribe of the steppe disappear completely. ”

Saying that, Allah Khan slowly pulled the saddle, and the war horse turned around and walked into the dark night, "The women and children you left behind, they will live well, and they will not live as slaves." But for the Jurchens, a tribe that betrayed the grassland, I can't show mercy. Extermination—"

As the words fell, bowstrings rippled again in the galloping encirclement, and arrows rained down like a raging storm once more. No matter how the Jurchen tribe struggled, how they resisted to the death. In the face of absolute strength, it is a senseless struggle, arrows rain, and each one takes away one life after another. When the night fades and the sky shines brightly. The brutal slaughter also completely calmed down.