"Alive, we're alive, haha, we're rushing out, we're finally getting rid of those damn Tucans."

"I didn't expect that I would be able to escape the slavery of the Tukan people in my life, I thought I could only be enslaved by them to death!"

"Don't rejoice too soon, we're too close to the Tucans now, and they could chase them again at any moment."

"What do we do now?"

"I just rushed out, forgetting that we have no food at all, and we don't have a tent to protect us from the cold, and we can't go far at all with these war horses."

"We have to find a stable source of food, a place to stay out of the winter."

"Of course I know, but where do we find food and a place to spend the winter? Will the locals accept us? With so many of us, will they think of us as invaders? ”

These dragon slave soldiers cheered excitedly at first, but with the icy morning breeze blowing, they had to face the cruel reality.

Fleeing the Tukans is not a guarantee of death.

As we get closer to the Sea of Falling Stars, although the weather here is not as cold as on the side of Lake Asen, the temperature is still below zero during the day, not to mention at night, it is often more than ten degrees below zero.

On top of that, they don't have any food in their hands.

Killing a war horse is one way.

But this practice is to drink doves to quench their thirst, just delay their death, there is no means of transportation, the weather is cold, and they can't go far at all.

The Tukans will catch up at any time, and once they fall into their hands again, they will not have the opportunity to become slaves, but will be sacrificed directly to their evil god Yamen.

"Go north, don't stop, go north, pick scouts, go out, look for the bark, someone will be there to meet us."

Not only Guo Conglong, but also those surviving Xianglong slave soldier officers gave the same answer.

If more than a dozen officers gave the same answer, they couldn't help but look at each other and ask in unison: "Someone has also transmitted a message to you through dreams before?" ”

The answer was yes, and the contacts and rhetoric in the dream were much the same.

The only difference is that the people who came into contact with them are not the same people, but they are all former slave soldiers of the Xianglong people, and they are all suspected of dying in the battle to cross the lake.

Before these Xianglongren slave soldiers could take action, a rhythmic rumbling sound of horses' hooves came, and all of these Xianglongren slave soldiers who were like frightened birds jumped up, jumped on their horses, and prepared for battle.

"Those Tucans caught up so quickly? Shouldn't their energy be focused on besieging the city and rescuing their evil god, Jamen? How can there be time to ignore us fugitive slaves? ”

"No, the sound of horses' hooves is not coming in the wrong direction, it is not coming from behind us, but from the north, and no matter how fast the Tukans are, they can't get around it so quickly."

"Mingguang armor, it's Mingguang armor, a lot of Mingguang armor! It's not Tukan, it's our Xianglong people, is this the Imperial Forest Army? How did it end up here? I'm not dreaming, am I? ”

When they saw the situation in the north, many of the Xianglong slave soldiers were shocked and speechless.

Under the bright morning sun, a heavy cavalry appeared on the horizon, all of them wearing bright armor and shining polished shimmering goggles.

You don't need to see the face clearly, just from the unpredictable formation of the other party, it is not the Tukan people in the bright light armor, but the trained Xianglong people, who are using the formation to convey a message to them.

The message is very simple, so that many five big and three rough men burst into tears on the spot - welcome home.

The familiar scenes, the familiar words, made them almost suspect that they had returned to the Celestial Empire, and a royal forest army was welcoming them home.

It's just a flag fluttering in the wind, and it is silently telling them that this is not the Royal Forest Army, but a force that they don't know.

When they were half a kilometer away from the Xianglong slave soldiers, the army that appeared to be the Imperial Forest Army stopped, and dozens of horsemen separated from it and galloped towards them, shouting as they approached.

"Don't attack, we are our own people, I came to greet you, I am Hu Bianguan, Guo Conglong Guo is here? Come out and talk. ”

"I'm Chu Yuanlin, please ask General Bian Fusheng to come out and catch up."

"I'm Fu Ciliang, and I want to see Lord Fu Weilie."

They identified themselves directly, shouting the names of their acquaintances.

Hearing the familiar voice, those slave soldiers and officers had a surprise that they couldn't hide, and they comforted their soldiers one after another, telling them not to act rashly, and then took a few personal soldiers and hurriedly rode up to meet them, led by Guo Conglong.

"General Hu Bi, it's really you, everything you said before is true?" Guo Conglong couldn't help but roar excitedly.

"You've all escaped, what's there to question about that?" Hu Bianguan replied with a smile.

"Didn't you say before, let me take my troops to join you on the banks of the River Ness? Why did you send such an army? Guo Conglong is also very human, and after a short period of venting, he regained control of his emotions and asked about the things he was most concerned about.

"Things have changed." Hu Bianguan replied with a serious expression, "Those Tucans are far more sane and tenacious than General Gavin expected, and they are not trying to divide their forces to pursue you, but to focus all their attention on the city of Typhram and on rescuing their evil god Yamen.

General Gavin ordered us to press up to meet you, and by the way, harass the Tucan's army from the rear. ”

"I see." Guo Conglong was not surprised by this answer, these rebels only caused a lot of riot damage to the Tucan army, but they did not hurt their vitality, after they fled, there were more tragic battles broke out behind them, which is estimated to have caused great pressure on the city of Taifram.

The commander of the city of Teflamb had to send troops to relieve the pressure.

Guo Conglong thought about it for a while, and took the initiative to propose: "If General Hu Bi can be trusted, give us a little time, let us regroup our troops, and return to the battlefield with you to strengthen our momentum." ”

Hu Bianguan did not hide the joy on his face, "If that's the case, it's great, but I don't know, how many people did Lord Guo escape with this time?" How many combatable soldiers can be assembled? ”

They already had such thoughts, but if Guo Conglong took the initiative to bring it up, it would be far more convenient than them to mention it.

"In the panic, we haven't had time to count, we are seven troops together, roughly estimated, it will not be less than fifteen thousand, and some of the Tucan slaves of other races rushed into the wilderness together, in a short time, there is no way to gather, but there are many injuries among them, and it is not suitable to fight again......" Guo Conglong gave an estimate.

As a veteran of 30 years in the army, his estimate is not far from ten.

"General Gavin has already made arrangements, Lord Guo, your official position remains unchanged, select soldiers who can fight from the people you brought, reorganize the corps on the spot, weapons and equipment, I have brought them to you, and the wounded who are not suitable for fighting again will be handed over to the chariot corps that transports the baggage, and sent back to the rear for recuperation, waiting for the unified arrangement after the war, Lord Guo, please see."

When Hu Bianguan and Guo Conglong exchanged information, they were not idle, and directly led them back to their own military formation.

The slave soldiers and officers led by Guo Conglong couldn't help but look at the army brought by Hu Bianguan.

In it, they saw a lot of familiar faces, not only had they been slaves together on the Tukan side, but many of them were acquaintances or colleagues on Xianglong's side, and they were all greeting them in a friendly manner, which made their hanging hearts completely relaxed.

In response to the Xianglong proverb, there are four happy events in life - a long drought and a sweet rain, a foreign country meets an old acquaintance, a candle night in the cave room, and a gold list is famous.

They are now second joy, and in this strange land, there is no one more trustworthy than these people of the same kind.

Guo Conglong couldn't help but pay attention to those Xianglong people, even the Mingguang armor, which was extremely precious in the Xianglong Empire, was standard for them, and the weapons were also good, with long horse lances and spears, short iron maces, waist knives and iron bones, and they were all riding Tucan war horses.

There is one count, the body is black and thin who has been malnourished for a long time, but the face is a little bloody, and the eyes are full of confidence and happiness, and the spirit is not the same as when he was a slave.

This means that they are very happy with their current life.

See the big in the small.

By looking at what they are like now, we can determine their real state of life, and thus whether they are treating them well by following the object of their allegiance.

It wasn't until they crossed the front army that Guo Conglong and the others realized that they were not acting alone, and they were followed by a special legion, which was composed of super-large combat vehicles.

They are no strangers to this legion, known as the Chariot Legion, who once sniped the Tucanian army on the shores of Lake Asen.

Then he ran in front of the Tucan army, constantly creating traps and obstacles, causing a lot of trouble to the Tucan army, and many Xianglong slave soldiers died on the traps they made.

Guo Conglong and the others couldn't raise the slightest hatred, after all, they were in the war before, and the other party was targeting the Tukan people, not them.

If this account is to be calculated, it can only be counted on the heads of the Tucanians.

The soldiers of the chariot legion also gave them friendly smiles, indicating that the Xianglong people in Hubianguan got along with them quite well.

Hu Bianguan gestured, and the chariots were opened, revealing the goods loaded inside.

It was a cart of neatly arranged weapons and armor, which were the same as those of the Xianglong people in front, mainly based on the weapons and Mingguang armor that the Xianglong people were good at.

Although you can see the traces of restoration from above, the craftsmanship is very good and does not affect the use.

Guo Conglong said in surprise: "These weapons and armor are prepared for us?" ”

"That's right." Hu Bianguan nodded and confirmed, "If you want Lord Guo to assist in the battle, naturally you can't do it with your bare hands, General Gavin said, you must be treated equally, naturally including weapons and equipment, and when you finish selecting soldiers, you will come here to change your clothes."

But before that, there is a more important thing, that is, eating, these cooking cakes are made overnight, Lord Guo tastes it, is it a taste of his hometown. ”

Hu Bianguan casually picked up a basket of white-flour cooking cakes from a chariot and distributed them to Guo Conglong and other officers.

Smell the familiar aroma of baked noodles.

Everyone couldn't help but break a piece and stuff it into their mouths, and the rich wheat aroma immediately melted in their mouths, and they even tasted a sweetness from it.

Rao is a man who is beaten with iron all present, even if he is covered with knife and arrow wounds, they don't frown.

It's just a small piece of cooking cake that makes many people's eyes can't help but turn red, because they eat the taste of hometown from it.

Guo Conglong couldn't help but sigh: "General Gavin is really careful, he has prepared everything, I really want to visit him immediately, thank him for his life, if it weren't for the plan he prepared in advance, we would have become a sacrifice to the evil god Yamen now, let alone taste this delicious cooking cake, I'm afraid I won't even be able to see the current rising sun." ”

"General Gavin's interlocking plans, I'm afraid that even the top strategists of my dynasty can't do it."

"It's truly the best strategy I've ever seen."

All the Xianglong slave officers were full of praise and gratitude for this general whom they had never met.

The fact that they were able to lead so many people to escape now is not a fluke, but the result of the other party's careful planning.

Although they are not sure what happened last night, one thing is certain, the slave soldiers of the other races who did not have armed cloud rays to help clear the way would not have been as lucky as they were, and many of them were shot by the Tucans and sacrificed to Jamen.

They fled the battlefield far away, and when they looked back, they could see the clouds of blood rising from there, and the Khan of Yamen, who had shown great might in the kingdom of the goddess of strategy.

Gavin's Wyvern Legion focused its assistance on the slave soldiers of the Xianglong people, and the other slave soldiers were just piggybacking, so if they could take advantage of the situation and rush out, then they would ask for more blessings.

The commander of the Tucan army, General Batumih, soon discovered Gavin's true intentions, and instead of desperately intercepting the slave soldiers of the Xianglong, he turned his attention to the slave soldiers of other races.

Rather than wasting more energy on the Xianglong people, it would be better to ensure the partial success of the murder sacrifice and provide support to the murderous lamas led by the Khan of Yamen and the Skanbukh state.

In fact, Guo Conglong and the others were very lucky, if they were a few minutes late, they might never be able to rush out.

The war itself was waged in the name of the Khan of Yamen, and the killings and deaths caused in the process would be attributed to him, whether it was the slave soldiers or the Tucans.

When the blood of killing filled the entire battlefield, Yamen Khan, who was trapped in the fortress of the Divine Kingdom by the Lady of Strategy, was like a chicken blood, not only in the Kingdom of God, launched a suppressive offensive against the Lady of Strategy, but also extended some of his tentacles to the real battlefield.

The killing power gathered on the battlefield was not absorbed by him, but was transferred to the bodies of those killing lamas, and the previous scene at Asen Lake was reproduced.

A killing King Kong, who was seven or eight meters tall, rushed into the battlefield with endless tyranny.

In front of them, the slave soldiers were powerless, and many of them were beaten to death with their horses and became the new sacrifices of the Khan of Yamen.

The Tukan people's originally somewhat sloppy military spirit immediately returned to the top.

That's what makes the Tucan army different, they're not a secular army in the ordinary sense of the word, they're an army of faith.

Such an army is polarized, and as long as their people are still there, even if their casualties exceed the inhuman stage, they will not collapse easily, and their morale will be easily restored.

However, if their object of worship is wiped out, even if they maintain an intact structure, they may collapse on the spot.

When the two Xianglong slave soldiers joined forces, there were basically no living slave soldiers on the battlefield of Typhram City.

Either they have taken advantage of the chaos to rush out and escape, or they have already been murdered and sacrificed.

Except for most of the slave soldiers of the Xianglong people who fled, most of the other slave soldiers died in the random arrows.

After most of the night's scuffle and killing, the Tucan army was not fatally affected, but on the contrary, became stronger.

Because in the process, they eliminated a huge security risk, and the enemy could no longer create riots for them from within, and now they are either undead spirits without intelligence, or the Tukan people who are loyal to Yamen Khan, in this foreign land where the world is the enemy, only by firmly uniting around Yamen Khan, they have a chance to live.

And those who died in this turmoil, whether they were slave soldiers or Tucans, it didn't take long for them to stagger to their feet and become part of the Tucan army again, infused with the power of killing.

They are not just cannon fodder for the undead, there are some powerful undead, such as ghouls, demons, and death knights.

From beginning to end, the real losses of the Tucan army were the slave soldiers who escaped, and all the races were included, which was in their early 30,000s.

No one had time to take a detailed count of this, and the Tucans did not stop their offensive because of the killing and riots, but instead took advantage of the situation to suppress the entire army.

After the large army of the dragon slaves escaped, Gavin's Wyvern Legion decisively withdrew to the city of Typhram.

If it continues, the situation of armed cloud rays will be dangerous.

Those Tucans were organizing their elite and assembling armies, this time not one, but as many as five.

Gavin only has one Earth Spirit Crystal left in his hand, and there is no way to destroy their military formation, once they lock and gather fire, it is very likely that they will directly knock the armed cloud ray down from the sky.

Thundered!

When the first rays of the morning sun fell on the city of Tyfram, this offensive and defensive battle ushered in the most terrifying scene.

The elite of the Tucans had been assembled, a total of 50,000 troops, two ironclad heavy cavalry, and three archers, all marching in full order, and rumbling towards the city of Tyfram.

The army of the undead who surrounded the city automatically made way for them. (End of chapter)