"Pol!" Although he was far away, and he could only see the back of the elven warrior, Franconian still recognized that the elven warrior lying on the back of the lame unicorn was his close spy Pol. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

As soon as he heard the name that he was familiar with, Wang Xu carefully observed the lame unicorn in front of him, and he found that it seemed that the elven warrior lying on the unicorn's back was really Franken's subordinate, the spy named Pol.

Moreover, Wang Xu judged that Pol, who was lying motionless on the back of the lame unicorn, seemed to have fainted, and the reason why the fainted Pol did not fall off the unicorn's back seemed to be relying on his instinct, hugging the unicorn's neck tightly, and his head was buried deep in the red mane behind the unicorn's neck.

Before Wang Xu could react, Franconian rushed towards the lame unicorn recklessly, glancing at his brainless behavior, Wang Xu was completely speechless, he didn't want to say anything, and he didn't bother to remind Franconian that it might be a trap for the enemy.

At this moment, Wang Xu could only shake his head slightly helplessly, while silently looking at Franconia riding a white horse, and rushed towards the lame unicorn.

To Wang Xu's relief, it was not a trap that greeted Franconia, but really the spies Pol, who was so tired that he fainted, and when Franconia took the reins around the neck of the lame unicorn and brought the unicorn to Wang Xu along with Pol on his back, all the people nearby could clearly hear the loud snoring sound from Pol's nose.

Raising his hand and snapping his fingers, after attracting everyone's attention, Wang Xu made a color at Franconia, hinting at him, and quickly woke up Pol.

After receiving Wang Xu's hint, Franconia first gently patted Pol's back, but it didn't help, and Pol was still asleep there.

Seeing that Pol was sleeping so dead, it was difficult to wake him up, Franconia reluctantly raised his horsewhip, and with a crisp "......snap", he whipped Bol's buttocks.

I heard a ......scream of "...... of "Ahh

After holding his hips with his left hand and rubbing his eyes with his right hand, Pol stood up tremblingly, and when he saw that there was a circle of big people around him, he made a "po......of" sound, and he sat down on the ground violently, because he sat too hard, the force was too great, and he pressed the whiplash wound on his buttocks, so he had to shout a miserable howl of "Ah......" again, and then quickly stood up again.

"Why did you come back, did I complete the task I gave you, and," Glancing at the location where Pol appeared in the distance, Wang Xu didn't notice that there was still anyone following Pol, so he asked Pol in a low voice: "What about Captain Arnold, didn't he come back with you?"

"Oh no!" Enduring the sharp pain in his hips, Pol yelled at the top of his throat, startling everyone around him for a moment, even Wang Xu was frightened by Pol's heart-rending howl, and involuntarily drew the thin sword on his waist.

"What's wrong?" Francon, realizing that something big might have happened, also yelled and asked Pol.

"Lord Lord!" Pol's eyes widened and he looked up at Franconia on a tall horse, forgetting even etiquette, and replied directly in a loud voice: "Our army is surrounded, General Silas has tried to break through two or three times, but failed, and now ......"

Because of his excessive emotion and fear, Boer yelled incoherently for a long time, and when he answered, his expression became more and more hideous, and from his extremely exaggerated expression, everyone else present realized that the Silas Legion had encountered an enemy.

Although Pol's answer was not clear, Wang Xu had fully understood what he was saying, Pol was saying that the 30,000 men of the Silas Legion were surrounded by the enemy, and the army of the Nagahai tribe surrounded the Silas Legion, and the number of enemy troops was about 150,000, which was five times the number of the Silas Legion!

"Ah......h

"Your Lord!"

"Franconia!"

"Brother!"

Pol, Paul Evans, and Yuri, as soon as they saw Francony fall from his horse, shouted at the same time, and quickly surrounded him, and since Pol was the closest, he pulled out Franconian with half of his head in the grass, and then Paul Evans and Yuri also arrived, and helped Pol to help Franken to lie down on a calf-high round stone beside him.

Looking at the blades of grass in his eyes, mouth, and head full of Franconia, Wang Xu almost laughed out loud, if he hadn't suddenly found Nilou glaring at him with angry eyes, Wang Xu would definitely burst into laughter, although he couldn't hold back his laughter for the time being, but his face was suffocated red.

Similar to Wang Xu's symptoms, his face was also flushed, and he couldn't bear to laugh out loud, as well as Baker and his son, Deputy Head Ince, Rebecca, Graya and Catwoman Gillier, and even, even Zana, who has always been moody, was gently trembling her lips, which shows that this time, Franken is a big fool.

"Pol, come here!" In order to alleviate the awkward atmosphere, Wang Xu beckoned to the spy Pol, called him again, and called him in front of him, "Where's the head of Arnold?"

In Wang Xu's opinion, even if the Iris City Legion led by Silas is surrounded, it is unlikely that it will lose too much, after all, this is the Elven Forest, not the Endless Sea, even if the Naga Sea Clan is fierce, only 150,000 people, it is impossible to cause too much damage to the 30,000 Elven Legion, and it is already the limit of what they can do to surround the Silas Legion.

Therefore, at this moment, Wang Xu is most concerned about the life and death of the mercenary leader Arnold, this guy can't die, he is a talent, he must be much better than the parallel general Silas, it's not a pity to die Silas, if Arnold dies, he will feel distressed.

"Back to His Royal Highness Prince Rio," although Pol was called over by the king, his eyes were still constantly glancing at Francon, who was lying on the boulder and panting, with a concerned expression on his face: "Captain Arnold, he ......" (to be continued.) )