Mickles also followed at this time, and was also startled when he saw the deep pit in front of him, and at least fifty or sixty people died in the pit. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"What's going on? Are we fooled?"

Mickles tensed up instantly, and looked up, the branches and leaves of the trees were intertwined with each other, and the light was impermeable, and when he looked around, there were trees in every direction, and there was no way to discern the direction.

"Brother, where's your informant? if you can't find him, we're all going to die here. Lucien grinned and gritted his teeth, already angry.

Mickles hurriedly looked around, but didn't see Coy, and angrily yelled at the army behind him, "Haiduo, where the hell is Coy!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Haiduo came out of the group in a panic.

"Your Excellency...... Can't find it, Koi is gone!"

"Bastard, didn't anyone see how he disappeared?" shouted Mickles.

Haiduo trembled and pointed to the big pit in front of him: "My lord, everyone who saw him fell into the pit and died. ”

Mickles patted his forehead: "Brother, the informant shouldn't have fallen in, right?"

Lucien looked down at the big pit, the corpses were intertwined, it was really difficult to identify, so he could only suppress this breath and shout loudly: "Go around this pit and move on!"

"Wait. Brother, since the enemy is prepared, we should withdraw first and think about it in the long run. Mickles took Lucian's arm and whispered.

Lucian looked at Mickles and sneered: "Brother, sometimes you have to use your brain. They are only a few thousand people, so why are they digging this big pit? It must be because there is a particularly important person among the more than 1,000 people, and they have to focus on protecting them. Who do you guess this person will be?"

"Thunder...... Razor?"

"That's him. It doesn't matter if the soldier named Khoi in your hand is a real informant, and I can't guess his purpose. But isn't that what we're trying to do with Razor?" Lucien's gaze fell deeper into the forest than the crater in front of him.

Mickles knew that Lucian was right, but at the moment there was a hint of unease in his heart.

Seeing that Mickles was still hesitating, Lucian glanced behind him: "All the soldiers obey the order, go around the big pit, and continue to advance, and they will definitely capture Razor alive today!"

"Capture Razor alive!"

The soldiers shouted slogans again, and the team slowly squirmed, rounding the pit and moving on.

"My lord, what shall we do?" said Hador, standing beside Mickles, cautiously.

"What else? Keep up. With a wave of his hand, Mickles slowly followed behind Lucian's army.

"Lucian, I'm going to put all my wealth on you this time, please don't let me down!" Mickles prayed as he watched his men pass in front of him one by one.

All the troops continued to move over the pit, for fear of the same trap again, and the speed of the march was much slower than before, almost like a snail, and the enemy camp could not be seen at all, except for trees and trees as far as the eye could see.

The morale of the soldiers has also changed from high morale at the beginning to listlessness, and the whole team has lost a trace of vitality.

Mickles wiped the sweat from his forehead, although the temperature was refreshing, he still felt a kind of heat in his heart that he couldn't vent.

Always since he was separated from Lucian, Mickels has not kept up with his pace, and now it seems that there are no more traps, Mickels gradually put down his hanging heart, and was thinking about whether to go up to say hello to Lucian, when suddenly he heard a loud "boom", and there seemed to be a heavy object falling not far ahead, and at the same time, the screams also reached Mickels's ears.

The soldiers in front scattered in all directions, and Mickles could glimpse the situation ahead through the cracks in the rout of the soldiers—large wooden frames made of many wooden stakes with sharpened ends fell from the sky and smashed on the advancing ranks, the flesh and blood of the soldiers who were hit were blurred, and many soldiers were injured in the limbs and fell to the ground with a wail of pain.

Lucian wielded his tomahawk, and the wailing soldier was instantly corpsed.

"What a mess! Look at your appearance, like a warrior, and if you run around like this again, you will all die!"

Lucian's roar was like thunder falling from the sky, and the forest fell silent. Lucian took a deep breath and wanted to continue talking, but there was a "whooshing" rain of arrows in the sky.

Mickles looked up and saw that the arrows in the air flew in dense clusters like locusts, and the unprepared soldiers were shot down in large pieces.

"Bastards, shields, your shields!" Lucien reminded his men in a loud voice as he brandished his battle axe and shield to knock out the arrows that attacked him.

After Lucian's reminder, his soldiers raised their shields one after another, and half of the arrows were hit by the shields. At this time, the Mikkles army, which had only leather armor and a protective body, became a live target, and one soldier fell around him with several arrows. After a round of fire, more than half of the 1,000 ragtag troops had been killed or wounded.

Even those who did not fall were almost always wounded.

"My lord, let's go, it's all over if you can't go!" Hador pleaded as she grabbed Mickles' horse.

Mickles looked down at Haddor, who had been hit by an arrow in the abdomen.

"You ......"

Mickels was about to open his mouth to speak, when Haikor's blood splattered on Mickles' face - a wooden stick the thickness of a gun pierced Haktor's body.

With a "poof", Haiduo fell to the ground.

Mickles wiped the blood from his face, his eyes lost focus, and he looked around him, his men holding the long golie sword and struggling to support it, no longer having the sharpness they had when they first arrived.

"It's over, it's all over...... A lifetime's hard work is gone......"

In a trance, a wooden spear with a sharpened end shot through Mickels's body, and he rolled over and fell off his warhorse, blood not remaining in his mouth, but his spirit became more and more blurred......

"Who??!

"!"

Lucian rode around the spot on his warhorse, and saw that there were only three or four hundred of Mickles' men left, most of whom were wounded. Although the state of his subordinates is better, there are four or five hundred dead, and some are wounded, and the effective combat strength must be less than one thousand and five.

I thought I could find Razor and soar from then on, but I didn't expect to experience the biggest defeat after the Tanya turmoil. This is definitely the biggest stain on his life, and it may even affect his future career.

"Unforgivable!"

Lucian clenched his fists, his eyes bloodshot, and just then, a wooden stick shot out from the depths of the forest and rushed towards Lucian.

(To be continued.) )