When the battle in the camp was in full swing and the battle was inseparable, Jamie Leader unhurriedly led the soldiers to wander around the periphery of the battlefield.

Jamie's boss is such a shrewd and cunning figure that most of the Morip tribe with him are witch doctors, and most of Mtsta's men are wastewood. If you rush into the war, I am afraid that the final loss will be Jamie's own strength.

If it weren't for the fear of the rebuke of the Isam League leader after the war, Jamie's leader would not even bother to do this "hanging out".

He casually ordered his men to beat the drums of war and blow the horns, and the whole army shouted and killed, but not even the sword was unsheathed. The whole army is like a few drops of chocolate sauce on the edge of a dinner plate, just adding color to the whole scene.

Seeing that Jamie's leader was just shouting and cheering, but not fighting, Elder Msta felt a little uneasy in his heart, and asked in a trembling voice: "Jamie Chief, we have such an empty momentum, I'm afraid it will be difficult to explain to the leader of the Isam Alliance." ”

Jamie looked at the old guy Mta and was upset, and turned his face away with disgust, "Elder Mta doesn't understand, and it's not just a battle to kill the enemy. By increasing our momentum in this way, we can raise morale at the front, which is an extremely important thing in war. ”

The quibble shook his head.

Elder Msta reluctantly retreated. At this moment, a scout suddenly came to report: "There is a small group of enemy deserters in front, about 20 people, fleeing to the periphery. ”

Jamie's eyes lit up, as if he had picked up money, like a spring breeze, "Speaking of fighting, isn't the battle just sent to the door?" Then he ordered the lieutenant general to bring the alpacas, and brought about 500 men to go after them.

The drums were pounding, the alpacas were kicking, and Jamie had just rushed halfway with his two lieutenants when a cavalry suddenly came out on the flank.

The cavalry attack was fierce, like a thunderstorm suddenly, and the leader was none other than Finks. She rode an alpaca with her sword raised in her right hand and shouted fiercely, "Jamie, you filthy mouse, I've put up with you for a long time!" As he spoke, Finks and the soldiers pounced on Jamie's army like cheetahs.

Jamie was shocked, quickly reined in the alpaca, and shouted for his men to help. The two lieutenants beside him hurriedly turned their heads and rushed towards Finks, preparing to fight.

Finks had been training with Nick for a long time, and now her swordsmanship was extremely ferocious, and in less than five rounds, she stabbed the two lieutenants to death with her sword in her hand. This time, the Red Pavilion soldiers were even more imposing, and the balance of victory had begun to tilt in favor of Finks.

"Slaughter that mustache with a pointed chin!" The Finks sword was pointed at Jamie from a distance, and Jamie's face turned pale with fright, and he quickly turned around on the alpaca and ran.

Seeing this, the leader of the witch doctor Morip hurriedly took out a bag of powder and threw it on the torch, which instantly exploded a choking mist. The soldiers were forced back by the poisonous fog and could not move forward, and Jamie and Morlip took advantage of this opportunity to immediately whip up and gallop away from the scene.

Finks rode around the smoke on an alpaca, and saw Jamie's lewd figure lying on the alpaca in the distance, and had run away.

"Damn rat, run so fast!" Finks cursed, but the resentment in her heart made her unwilling to give up. In a fit of rage, her almost paralyzed brain suddenly came into play, and she thought of an important prop.

Don't laugh at her sniper scope.

She has taken advantage of the darkness countless times to run into the desert to practice sniping at long-distance things. Whether it was a bird in the sky or a beast on the earth, she was now adept at calculating the amount of advance.

With the crossbow in hand and the bowstring full, Finks put Jamie in the scope with a sneer on his lips.

Sou.

The bolts were bolted like lightning, piercing the fog of the night. For a moment, it seemed that the whole world stood still, and only the whistling of arrows broke through the air.

Jamie screams and a crossbow arrow hits him in the back. His body shuddered for a moment, then he lost his balance and fell off the back of the alpaca, falling heavily to the ground. With a dull thump, there was no more movement.

With Jamie's death, the warriors of the tribe laid down their weapons in desperation, and most of the soldiers of Jamie's tribe were killed and wounded, except for the leader of Morlip who fled with a few people in the fog.

Finks was a little displeased: "This gloomy old woman is still as cunning as a rabbit. ”

However, she turned her head to look at the corpse of Jamie's leader, and an expression of "revenge has been avenged" appeared on her face. She kicked the corpse three or four times in a row, and then stomped Jamie's face, and scolded angrily: "You mustache dare to look down on me and insult the proprietress of the proprietress . Watch me stomp on your nose! ”

Although it was nearly ten years ago, Finks was still angry, and took a stick and punched the corpse of Jamie's leader, which made him feel a little relieved.

She threw down the stick and ordered the body to be tied to the alpaca, when the soldiers on the side came to report: "An old man has been found abandoned on the battlefield. Looking at his outfit, it seems that he is also a leader. ”

Finks didn't expect an unexpected gain, so he quickly picked up the stick again, "Let's go, take me to see, which guy is underwhelming?" ”

The abandoned old man is, of course, the elder Msta. Because of his old age and frailty, those subordinates who were in a hurry to seize power had already looked at him unpleasantly, and this time they took advantage of the war to throw him on the battlefield, and this old bone would definitely die soon.

It's just that those people didn't expect that Elder Msta was the master of the proprietress and that Finks happened to recognize this old fellow. Seeing that Msta was bruised and swollen, he hurriedly called the medical soldiers to treat him. Then he found a docile alpaca and rode it for him.

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The battle had just ended here, and a troop of cavalry escorted a cart out of the Crown Fortress.

The carriage jolted through the desert, and the proprietress and Dennis sat in the car. Although she was wearing a mask, she could still feel that the mood of the proprietress was no longer as anxious as it had been in the past few years. There's even a mood to play a tribal board game with Dennis on the sand table.

Between the moves of the chess pieces, the proprietress has a deep gaze, revealing the accumulation of years and the firmness of experience. In a few moves, a few red chess pieces had already cornered Dennis's sunspots.

"You're amazing, I lost." Despite this, Dennis's eyes still flashed wildly.

The proprietress said indifferently, "It's just a chess game, and it's normal to win or lose." ”

Dennis hooked his chin untamedly, "That guy taught you that too?" ”

The proprietress picked up the chess pieces and took them aside, "He never puts any effort into this kind of game, and for him, the world is just his chessboard." ”

Dennis scoffed, "I'm afraid you're trusting that man's abilities too much." You should know that the warriors of the eighteen tribes are like clouds, and even the several encirclements and suppressions of the Wild Sand Emperor have been defeated. What is so special about him that he can defeat the alliance of the eighteen tribes? ”

The proprietress spoke, with a faint smile in her voice, "If that's what you say, then I'm afraid I'm going to hold a funeral for him this time?" ”

Dennis frowned, seeing the proprietress so confident, he couldn't help but feel a trace of hesitation in his heart.

The proprietress calmly put the chess board on the table again, "When Martin's senior introduced him to me, I saw that he had unparalleled intelligence. Although I don't understand his layout, I know that the eighteen tribes have long been under his control. ”

Dennis raised an eyebrow unconvinced, "You're talking about him like a prophet." ”

The proprietress laughed, "He doesn't have the ability to predict the future, he just used some methods that you can't think of, and finally let you inadvertently fall into his trap and become his plaything." ”

Dennis snorted, his brow full of disdain.

The proprietress suddenly said casually, "When you set up camp this time, did you feel that the location of that oasis was so unique, as if it existed specifically for your attack?" ”

Dennis was stunned, "What do you mean?" ”

The proprietress said: "As early as five years ago, Buxiao predicted what kind of attacks the city of the Red Pavilion might suffer, including attacks from the eighteen tribes. ”

This kind of talk sounds too fantastical, and Dennis naturally doesn't believe it. A mocking smile curled up at the corners of his mouth, but his smile quickly stopped.

The proprietress said, "That oasis was built by people without laughing. ”

"What?" Dennis's eyes almost dropped.

The proprietress went on to explain: "Whether you are marching or fighting in the desert, you are most afraid of the lack of water. So five years ago, Buxiao dug deep wells in the desert to get water and built several oases. In times of peace, they provide a resting place for the homeless; In the event of war, they become enemy camps. ”

At this moment, Dennis suddenly felt a wind blowing behind him, "So, where are we stationed...... In fact, he already knew? ”

The proprietress also seemed to have a smile on her blue-gray mask, "The location of your camp, the possible march routes, supply routes, retreat routes, and even what ambush points can be designed around, he already knows it." ”

In the dark, Dennis seemed to be standing in the center of an infinite hand, watching his five fingers slowly close, but there was no way to do it. "So you also believe that he can quickly defeat the clan's allies and bring Elder Msta out of the chaos?"

The proprietress looked even more determined: "There are some things that I don't need to think about, I just need to believe in him." ”

The car stopped.

The coachman shouted, "The camp has arrived, please get out of the car." ”

Dennis jumped out of the carriage and looked around, full of burned barracks, dead tribal warriors. Several flags, symbolizing the eighteen tribes, were casually discarded in the garbage heap with several large holes.

Not far away, the captured weapons and armor were piled up on several hills, and the soldiers of the Red Pavilion were escorting groups of unarmed prisoners of war to their makeshift tents.

Lydia and a few of the Red Pavilion officers found a few logs and boxes next to the collapsed camp and sat together, writing and drawing on the sand with sticks. It seems to be summing up the battle just now.

Seeing this, even if he didn't need any explanation, Dennis already knew what was happening: his eighteen tribes had been defeated.