Wizard From Afar

"Withdraw the troops."

Chakar by the bonfire looked at the Thousand Tent City still standing proudly at night, coldly said.

"What did you say?!"

The bloody Bassille stared at him in shock, his face slashed with a saber twisted slightly, and his gnashing teeth roared.

"I said..." Chakar looked back slowly, staring calmly at those crazy eyes:

"Withdraw the troops."

Bailangqi’s The flag owner's face was ugly to the extreme, and angrily roared: "In order to lay down this damn Thousand Tent City, we have almost lost nearly 10,000 tribes, countless weights, and surrounded it for three months!"

"Now there is only a small rescuer with more than 10,000 two-legged men. You want us to evacuate? Chakar, are you crazy?!"

"I didn't Crazy, I’m very calm.” Chakar said solemnly: “It’s precisely because so many sacrifices have been made. If you continue to fight it will only outweigh the gains; Thousand Tends City is broken under our siege, and its strength is greatly damaged, which is enough. Now."

"The most important point...As long as we can't capture Thousand Tent City and destroy the devil at the same time, they will be able to contain them from both sides, one mile and one away-this is the purpose of that devil, He wants to hold us back and wait for reinforcements to encircle and suppress us!"

There was a riot before the bonfire, and all members of the Chiyan Banner and Bailang Banner were obviously very dissatisfied with this explanation.

Especially the centaur warrior of Bailangqi, they made the most effort when attacking the city, and killed the most when blocking Byrne's army; now they are about to retreat, all the previous casualties have become useless, of course Will not easily agree.

The wood-burning bonfire crackled, Basseye's expression was gloomy and uncertain with half of his face illuminated, and his bloodshot eyes filled with resentful anger.

He desperately escaped from the strangulation of Byrne's army, but not for this result.

He wants revenge, he wants revenge, he wants to drag the devil out, and decapitate in front of all the two-legged people!

He coldly held down the crowd behind him who wanted to pounce on, Basseye coldly stepped forward, waiting for the expressionless Chiyan Banner owner with gnashing teeth:

"Chacal, I must explain to me today why we have to listen to you, otherwise..."

"pa ——!"

The bloody battle axe hit On Chakar's shoulder, the axe blade was pressed against his neck: "I can't guarantee that you will cut your head with a slip of your hand!"

The screaming and deep roar echoed. By the bonfire, the Bailang Banner members standing in the dark clenched their weapons and stared at him fiercely.

Even the members of the Chiyan Banner also picked up their shoulders, not caring that their banner owner was threatened by the other party, and watched indifferently from the side.

Feeling the cold front on the side of the neck and the shoulder that was almost broken by Barthier, Chakar still looked at him expressionlessly, his voice calm:

"Trust me , Basiyah, I hope I can take Thousand Tendency City even more than you do-have you forgotten who picked you from the Four Banners to besiege Thousand Tendency City with him?"

" Do you think I don’t feel distressed when I see those losses?" Chakar asked back, his slightly hoarse voice still cold: "But this is a war, not a duel; this thing is unreasonable!"

"Before you asked me why I wanted to attack the city so desperately because I saw the hope of winning; but now the hope is gone. If we continue to fight, it will only kill all of us and be besieged by two-legged men. It's just strangling!"

Basseye's right hand holding his battle axe still shows no sign of letting go.

"Everyone!"

Chakal turned his head suddenly and scanned the bonfire for a week: "You are all warriors of the White Wave Banner and the Chiyan Banner. You have all proved on the battlefield Through your loyalty and bloody bravery!"

"As your banner master! He Paoze! My responsibility is to bring you victory after victory; but before that, I want to guarantee you Can live."

"A warrior who can fight in adversity is worthy of admiration, but he knows that he will stay on the battlefield when he is dead. That is not a warrior, that is a foolish fool, and I am I will never let you die in vain!"

There was dead silence in the darkness around the campfire.

The minions on both sides are looking at each other in blank dismay. I wonder if Chakar’s "no-brain idiot" makes them more concerned, or "survive" is more attractive.

But there is one thing...Although they are still dissatisfied, what Chakar said is really reasonable; sending death for nothing is not the style of a four-hoofed man.

Swarming when the wind is downwind, and dispersing the birds and beasts when the wind is upwind, this is the biggest "feature" of the Centaur.

For a time, the atmosphere finally eased a lot, and in many quiet corners in the dark, private whispers could be heard.

The most important point is that during the three-month siege, the two-flag centaur warrior has already begun to get tired of it, and they have already caught enough spoils of war-and they also know that even if they lay down a thousand The Tented City, in fact, the last city fortress had little to do with them.

The refusal to give up is nothing more than a matter of honour except for the feeling that you can win...The dingy retreat, the men of the two flags must have no face in front of the other flags.

"So...As long as we can trifling the devil and his army of more than ten thousand two-legged men, Thousand-Tented City can still be defeated?" Basiye, who was distraught, said in a low voice:

"If we can mobilize the two flags and all the tribes to surround him on the grassland tonight, and kill thoroughly, the Thousand Horde City can still be defeated?!"

" That’s right, but it’s destined to have huge casualties." Chakar nodded, calmly replied: "He must know that we might do this, and must have been prepared."

Bathaya took a deep breath, Retracted the long-handled axe and hammered hard on the ground!

"Clang--!"

A heavy loud noise echoed over the centaur camp for a long time.

"Then let's kill them all!" Basiyah angrily shouted: "Forty thousand army, forcibly cross the river, surround the devil and his tribes, and then kill them all!"

"Just tonight!"

The campfire suddenly became quiet.

Basseye suddenly raised his head, his blood-red eyes staring at Chakar’s expressionless face: "What do you mean, Chakar?"

"You decided to be like a Like a coward, now I'm taking your Chiyan Banner tribes and fleeing dingy; or with our Bailang Banner, blood wash your shame that you were defeated by that devil before?!"

At this moment, All eyes were on Chakar again.

"Why do you need to ask?"

Chacal, with a cold expression, suddenly smiled, stepped forward and held Basseye's shoulder, softly opened the mouth and said: "How could I drop my brother and ran away alone?"

Bathaya was startled, then grinned, and Chakar raised the battle axe and two flags together. The main angrily roared in unison: "Kill the two-legged people——!"

"Kill the two-legged people——————————!!!"

The wave of shouts, echoed for a long time, resounded through the sky.

In this loud slogan, the half-man Ma Dajun, who had experienced bloody battles during the day, began to mobilize again, shouting bloodthirsty, roaring and moving towards the riverside to gather, and the look of joy was simply It seems that a victory has been won.

Looking at the silhouette of Basseye going away, Chakar sighed and shook the head helplessly.

"The banner owner, the tribes are all ready."

The Chiyan Banner guards, who had just been "indifferent onlookers", stepped forward and stood respectfully. Behind Chakar: "According to your previous instructions, when the war starts, everyone will slow down; when the Bailangqi crosses the river, we will retreat."

"Can you guarantee that you will not be discovered?"

"No problem, some of the leaders of the White Wave Banner were bought by us-promised that they will be able to turn into Chiyan Qi's robe with the people below until this battle is over." The guard's face was revealed. He smiled coldly:

"Who would not be happy to be able to change from the Lower Four Banners to the Upper Four Banners?"

Chacal indifferent expression, looking at the beacon in the distance, he felt It's still a pity.

If there is a chance, he actually wants to face a fair and bloody battle with this devil.

It's...it's a shame.

"Although I don't know your name, I know your surname is Torino." Looking far away, Chakal muttered to himself: "Be prepared, accept it, and I will pass it. This is a gift called'Victory', a friend I have never met."

"This will be your last victory!"