king of ros

Chapter 153
As the strong wind blows through the treetops, the green ocean also shakes, like green waves.

The bright moon has already hung high above the night sky, and the soft moonlight shines on the deserted wilderness below, and on the lush vegetation, it looks extraordinarily quiet, only the activities of small animals and insects give this quiet green ocean to vitality.

The wilderness is so unremarkable, the breeze passes by like that, the animals live here peacefully, and occasionally hunters come here, but that is the biggest accident, and this is also the daily life here, calm and peaceful.

It's just that the tranquility has been broken.

Numerous war horses galloped across the wilderness, and there were flying arrows, the tragic death of those hit by arrows, and the loud noise of horses or riders falling and rolling.

On the wilderness at the junction of Ross and Bulgar, a large number of riders galloped, and the horseshoes rolled up waves of dust. The flying dust was quite spectacular from a distance.

Both sides of the pursuit are riders wearing Bulgar costumes, but the same costumes do not mean that they are on the same front. At this moment, they are all enemies who want to kill each other.

In order to ensure speed, neither side wears armor, only simple armor. Under such circumstances, the power of the arrow can be exerted to the greatest extent, and hitting an arrow often means death.

The pursued riders were obviously fewer than the pursuers, but they were more elite. They kept using bows and arrows to fight back from time to time.

The unlucky ones who were shot often fell off the horse directly, and then were stepped on by the horseshoes of their companions, which basically meant death.

That kind of scream made everyone shudder. Many of their companions died like this, but Khan's death order urged them to continue chasing.

The pursuers also used their own bows and arrows to keep shooting at the front, but most of their arrows missed. Their shooting skills were obviously very clumsy, and it was of no use except to make the atmosphere more tense.

The chase lasted for nearly an hour, and the pursued soon finished shooting their arrows. During this period, many people were unfortunately injured, such as being shot in the arm, but they all kept silent, and just expressed their gratitude to the officer. Condition.

The pursued were undoubtedly the elite. Even though many people were injured, even if they were chased so embarrassingly, they still maintained a tight formation, protecting a short rider in a black robe behind their bodies.

And their chief, who has never missed a shot, has no intention of injuring his subordinates, and more importantly, these injuries are nothing compared to the situation of the war horse.

As they desperately urged the horses under them to run wildly, the horses had already started to pant heavily.

It is not acceptable to go on like this, although you can also use spurs to accelerate, but that will not last long, and it is very easy to run the horse to death.

If the horse runs to death, the next step is a dead end.

After realizing these problems, the commander knew that he had to come up with a solution as soon as possible, and after thinking about it for a while, he really came up with a solution.

The commander used to scout in this area. In those days, he was Khan's confidant, not a "traitor" who was being hunted down. He wanted to find a way to attack Ross Thorgon's team here, but it was a pity that he failed in the end.

But it also allowed him to gain a lot, that is, an understanding of the topography of the area.

He remembered that there was a rickety wooden bridge over a not-so-deep creek, maybe this bridge could temporarily help them get out of their current predicament.

After a while, the pursued came to the wooden bridge, which was crumbling and in disrepair. This bridge was once very lively before the development of the new road, but that is completely in the past.

The chased horses rushed over without hesitation. Their luck was very good, and they soon came to the other side of the bridge. As for the enemies behind them, their luck was not so good.

The pursuers swarmed up, they also knew the danger of this bridge, but the mission was urgent, they had to complete the mission, they had no choice.

So many people running past had already made the bridge creak painfully, and these so many people rushed up, so the bridge broke as expected, and a large number of enemies fell into the river at once.

The wolves who hadn't rushed to the bridge stopped. They were a little at a loss at first, and then they tried to help the comrades who fell into the water under the leader's scolding.

Although the enemy was in such a distressed situation, the pursued still did not relax. They continued to run away until they disappeared from the pursuer's sight.

Because they knew that this creek would not delay the enemy for long, nor would they drown many of them, so they had to make use of this time.

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The pursued are resting, they can finally rest after such a fierce chase, and now everyone has raised a bonfire behind the boulder,
Aleph, the commander of this team, sat by the bonfire and helped his men deal with the wound on his arm, while the others stood guard nearby, and all of them remained silent.

There were two guards standing behind the short figure who was guarded by everyone, which showed the importance of this person's identity.

Their horses were tied aside, and the horses had some scars on their bodies. These horses were still panting crazily. The panting of the horses and the sound of burning flames were the only sounds here.

Aleph first cut off the arrow's hilt, and then used a dagger to pick off the lock arm guard on his subordinate's arm. After doing this, he picked out the arrow from the wound neatly.

Next, the dagger that had been burnt in the bonfire was carefully pressed against the wound, minimizing the contact surface between the dagger and the skin.

As soon as the red-hot dagger touched the skin of his subordinates, there was a "sizzling" sound.

And the subordinate who had been silent all this time also let out a suppressed cry of extreme pain, and then he clenched the wooden stick in his mouth tightly.

After the dagger was pressed up for nearly ten seconds, Aleph took the dagger away, revealing the wound that was forcibly healed by the high temperature.

"It seems to work well." Aleph looked at the wound and said, "If it weren't for the poor conditions here, I wouldn't use this trick."

"It doesn't matter what you use, we are all going to die anyway."

Facing Aleph's words, the subordinate who just took the stick out of his mouth was very frustrated.

"Someone who is going to die? That's not necessarily the case."

Facing such pessimistic words again, Aleph's answer is still so firm.

"Your Highness will be fine, and we will be fine, this is my promise."

Aleph's words are very firm, as if he has some firm backing.

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(End of this chapter)