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- One hundred and nineteen retreat
"Wow, God bless me!"
At the critical moment, the great Khan was so blessed that he understood his dangerous situation in an instant. He screamed strangely, and with a dexterity that was extremely inappropriate for his body, he quickly dodged to the side, and made a winning posture that could cope with any dangerous situation: his plump butt was raised high, and he buried his head in his hands. In the snow, people screamed like pigs: "Don't kill me, I surrender, I'll pay the ransom."
A strong gust of wind blew by, and Khan's delicate buttocks felt a chill. He was feeling scared when suddenly, an irresistible force surged up from his buttocks. He screamed strangely, flew up in the clouds, and fell on the snow more than ten meters away. His face was bruised and his nose was swollen from the fall - Meng Juchong When he came to chase Shen Tu Jue, he kicked the big butt that was in the way off the ground.
"Honorable Khan!"
"Sweat, no!"
Countless anxious voices shouted, and the guards rushed in from all directions. They surrounded the Khan on three levels inside and three outside, scrambling to shout: "Your Majesty, the Almighty, the Great Khan, Are you okay? Just as the sky in the grassland cannot be without the sun, just as the night in the grassland cannot be without the moon, the people of the grassland must not be without you!"
"If I can no longer see you, my servants would rather lose my eyes; if I can no longer hear the noble Khan's jade voice and decree, my servants would rather lose their ears!"
"God, take my life! As long as I can exchange it for even a moment of the noble Khan's time!"
Amid the harsh noise, Khan got up in despair. The left side of his face was bruised and swollen, while the right side was scratched by a stone hidden in the snow, and blood flowed all over his face.
He stood up dizzy, covering his wound, looking here and there, looking panicked, as if he was ready to run away at any time. But looking around, all he saw were the imperial warriors and attendants guarding him.
"That evil god, where is he?"
"Gone, gone! He went down here chasing Shentu who spread the plague, and they both left!"
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After being dazed for a long time, Khan finally saw clearly. On the faint horizon ahead, two black figures, one in front of the other, were rapidly shrinking in size, with billowing snow dust rising behind them.
After confirming that it was safe, the Khan breathed a sigh of relief. He raised his face and showed the arrogance of the God's favorite again: "God above, let these plague gods and demons stay as far away from us as possible!"
Just thinking that everyone could clearly see the embarrassing situation just now, a layer of embarrassment flashed across Khan's swollen face. He remained silent, holding a white silk handkerchief in his chubby hand to cover the wound on his face, with a sinister light shining in his narrowed eyes.
Among all the people, the old general Agena, the captain of ten thousand men, is the person who knows Khan best. He knows that the other man has no chance of being broad-minded. The old general rushed over. He grabbed the blood-stained handkerchief of the Khan and held it up high: "Honorable, almighty, great Khan, the benefactor who saves our lives and souls, slaves thank you for saving our lives." Oh my kindness, if it weren¡¯t for you, we would all have been killed by the devil from hell!¡±
Khan's eyes widened and he made a sound of "Ah uh uh" in his mouth. He looked at the old general in surprise.
There was a dead silence in the whole place, and the guards all looked at the old general in surprise, wondering if he was crazy?
"Everyone, you must see clearly that the noble Khan is the only one who survived after fighting with the devil from hell! Such divine prowess, such bravery, and such great achievements cannot be accomplished by the swift and windy Aglo. Well, Abrodi, who is extremely powerful, can't do it, and Arend, who is highly skilled in martial arts, can't do it either!
Only our great Khan can do it! It was after fighting against the noble Khan and being frightened by the power of the holy Khan that the black hell demon retreated and escaped! "
The old general held the Khan's blood-stained handkerchief high, as proudly as if he was holding a flag. He roared fiercely: "This blood is the blood of an unparalleled warrior in the world! This wound is the proudest medal of the prairie warriors! God! Above, cheer for our greatest warrior!"
Everyone cheered in unison. They understood the old general¡¯s intention. Countless people rushed up to kiss Khan¡¯s shoes. Tears welled up in their eyes, thanking Khan for driving away the demon and saving their insignificant lives and souls.
"The gods are great, the Khan is supreme!"
"The warrior who defeated the devil, the heaven of all peoples, the lord who is awed by all the grassland people from east to west, our patron saint! Your majesty is like the gaze of the eyes of the gods, and your bravery has surpassed all the people.All the warriors in the clan! "
Amid the waves of praise, the embarrassment on Khan's face gradually faded away, and a proud smile reappeared on his swollen face.
"Although I am a prince, when necessary, I can still pick up weapons and fight like a prairie warrior!"
Surrounded by everyone, Khan inspected the battlefield where they had just fought. Seeing the corpses strewn all over the ground, and seeing those great warriors turned into cold corpses lying on the ground, Khan couldn't help but feel proud: Just now, his response was really great. So wise!
He sighed with compassion: "It's not that the eagles on the grassland are not brave enough, nor is it that I am stronger than them, it's just because of my firm devotion to God that God favors me! Whoever lives will die. , everything is God¡¯s will.¡±
"What a great holy word! What a humble warrior this is, and what a magnanimous king he is!"
At this time, Khan suddenly felt something strange. He looked around and found that the flying brown royal flag above his head had disappeared without knowing it, leaving only half of the flagpole bare.
"My God, what is going on? Where is our flag?"
The attendants looked at each other, and for a while, someone tactfully reported to Khan that just when he was burying his head in the snow and pretending to be an ostrich¡ªwell, no, it should be said that it was when he was bravely fighting the devil¡ªthat the hell demon was chasing him. As the God of Plague rushed over, the Wangqi flagpole unfortunately blocked their path, as if a terrible hurricane of destruction rolled through. . . It's very sad. I don't know whether it was the plague god or the devil, but one of them swept away the flag.
The Khan was furious: "The royal flag has been taken away, why don't you hurry up and recover it?"
Thinking about chasing the terrifying black demon, the faces of the imperial warriors turned ashen. But the Khan's order could not be violated, and they responded and prepared to set off.
"Ah, wait a minute!"
Khan suddenly thought, what if the demon turned around and came back, and all the warriors who could stop him were gone? Thinking of this, he quickly stopped the warriors. Under everyone's surprised eyes, he sighed like a poet: "Just like the water flowing on the Oru River, just like the clouds floating in the grassland sky, the will of the gods is destined to be lost. We cannot keep things by force. We must obey the will of God, otherwise it will bring bad luck!"
The imperial warriors were relieved, and they shouted one after another: "There is no one in the sky greater than the gods, and there is no one on earth wiser than the Khan!"
"My God, what kind of evil god is that! One person penetrated my camp and killed so many warriors!"
Khan blinked his eyes and thought: "If I have warriors like this - well, I don't ask for more, I just want a hundred warriors like this! Then we can not only capture Jing'an and six towns, but even Luo Jingdu It¡¯s no big deal! Maybe, I can even become the emperor of the Central Plains!"
Thinking of the mountains of gold and silver, the beautiful silk flowing like water, and the countless flower-like female slaves, Khan squinted his slender eyes and smiled so much that his face turned into a flower.
"Enemy attacks enemy attacks!"
The shrill cry interrupted Khan's reverie. The patrolman, riding a sweaty horse, rushed to the imperial camp and dismounted out of breath. He hurriedly rushed in, met with the Khan, and shouted loudly: "The enemy is attacking! A large number of Wei Dog's battle armors appeared in the direction of the rear line. Our covering troops were defeated. They are rushing towards this direction. The noble and precious Khan, please prepare early!"
"What!" Captain Agen grabbed the soldier who reported the news: "Watcher, tell me clearly, how many Wei dogs came to kill!"
The patrolman gasped for breath. He raised his bloody hands and shouted angrily: "Wei Gou's fighting armors are as numerous as the black birds flying out of the forest. They are too numerous to count! After they overthrew us, The formation's supporting troops and horses must have at least a hundred battle armors"
Before the patrolman could finish his words, the captain knelt down to the Khan with a solemn expression: "Honorable Khan, this must be the group of Wei troops who are fighting each other in the encirclement. This is a bluff. They will not There may be many! I will go to the front and mobilize the Doukai team to intercept them, and we cannot let them attack our main force from behind!"
At this time, the patrolman anxiously finished the second half of his sentence: "Those black Wei dogs, they are all shouting the same thing!"
The patrolman shouted in a strange Chinese accent: "Shen Tu Jue, come out, I'm going to kill you!"
Hearing this sound, the guards and warriors all solidified into stone!
The horrific scene is still vivid in my mind. The black demon charged all the way, the severed heads were rolling around, and the broken limbs were everywhere.The blood was flying, and the blood flowed over the feet. In the loud noise, a thunderous voice resounded through the formation: "Shen Tu Jue, come out, I will kill you!"
This sentence is a curse that brings terror and killing!
Hearing these words, Khan's face turned pale, his hand trembled, and the handkerchief covering the wound fell to the ground silently.
¡°One demon has just left, are there going to be a hundred more demons coming?
He stood up and looked around. From the direction where the black demon was running, a wave of white troops appeared in the direction of the rear formation. The demon infantry and cavalry were completely defeated, and they were rushing towards this direction with strange screams. Behind the defeated army, a sparse black shadow appeared, and a gust of north wind came. In the wind, the Wei army's angry shouts were faintly heard: "Shentu Juekill you"
Captain Agenna shouted anxiously: "Honorable Khan, we must immediately go to the forward to adjust the battle armor and come back to stabilize the rear formation, otherwise, we will be attacked from two sides!"
Khan's fat body was trembling slightly. He stared at the row of gradually growing black shadows on the horizon, with something unknown flashing in his eyes.
At that moment, the threat of death was so real to him that he was so scared that his soul was trembling - God, will your blessings visit me again?
"Dear Khan, I beg you to bring your battle armor back as soon as possible! There must be no loss in the rear line!"
"God is above, everything is God's will!"
Khan murmured, and his tone suddenly became firm: "This is a sign from the gods. We cannot take that city today! Agena, withdraw the soldiers and horses from the front line, and we will withdraw!"
"Khan" the old general cried out sadly. He kowtowed to Khan repeatedly: "Great Khan, you can't let the blood of the grassland warriors flow in vain. We are only one step away from victory!"
¡°However, his pleas failed to receive a response. The Khan hurriedly walked around, hurriedly directing the female slaves and guards. He shouted loudly: "Come here, prepare a soft couch for me quickly Where is the slave carrying the soft couch? Come here quickly." Pack up my candied dates, you stupid woman, if you lose one, I will hang youAgenna, you must withdraw your troops quickly, the will of God cannot be violatedIdiot , you broke my beloved bottle, I will whip you to death!"
In the chaos, the servants and eunuchs were hurriedly packing up the Khan's belongings and carriage.
"Argena, this is my order!"
Hearing the call, the prostrate old general raised his head and saw Khan's huge, colorful soft couch being carried away quickly by the combined efforts of thirty-six slaves. On the soft couch, the bloated Khan was lying on the couch. Waved at him repeatedly: "Withdraw the troops, withdraw the troops immediately! Agena, I'm leaving first, you have to hurry up and follow with the Doukai team!"
The soldiers and horses of the royal camp opened the way in front, and the royal warriors surrounded the Khan's soft couch like stars and moons. Behind them, the female slaves and eunuchs whose faces were covered by white gauze carried jars of fine wine and pure silver on their shoulders and heads. Water bottles, statues of gods, lyres and conch horns, precious ceramics. . . They followed the Khan's soft couch in panic, fearing that they would be left behind by the team.
As if being chased by something terrifying, the palace retreated in such a panic that they did not even collect the corpses of their fallen comrades, nor did they pick up the weapons that had fallen to the ground. They retreated to the north in a panic and soon disappeared into the vast wind and snow.
Captain Agena stood helpless on the deserted high slope, and the discarded utensils, boxes, white linens and beautiful silks fell all over the floor.
Looking at the bare flagpole and the remains of soldiers scattered all over the hillside, they kept looking at the sky with their eyes wide open. Ten thousand people were deeply saddened and cried loudly. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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