The war is over. No matter how reluctant it is, it cannot change the fact that the "Holy Ally" failed.
The coalition forces around me are collapsing. There is no longer a sound front or a complete organization. Every tribe and every soldier is trying to escape, focused on escape.
At this time, I no longer wanted to find my own tribe, and I no longer dared to imagine the endings of broken legs and giants.
At this time, it’s better to save your own life first.
I stood on the top of the hill, took one last look at the situation on the battlefield, and then chose a direction and ran in a hurry.
We must thank those allies who were still fighting behind them. When they saw that there was no hope of escape, they did not give up their dignity as soldiers. They persisted in fighting at the rear with no chance of survival, and bought time for other allies who escaped.
But this escape period will never last too long. I will seize this momentary opportunity to live up to their sacrifice.
I rushed down the hillside quickly, aiming for a patch of dense grass at the rear. In this valley, except for the decisive battle site, most places were densely covered with vegetation. As long as you can hide in, the possibility of escape will be greatly increased.
But on the way, I was knocked over by a sudden "attack".
Thinking I was being attacked, I immediately rolled over on guard and opened my jaws at the ant that knocked me over.
But when I looked closely, I saw that the person who bumped into me was an ant of the same species - a scythe-hunting ferocious ant that was almost as big as a giant or a hill warrior. She seemed dissatisfied with me for blocking her escape route, and opened her eyes wide at me. jaw.
I was not intimidated, but saw her guilty conscience and cowardice in her bravado. Although I don't know this warrior and have never seen how she fights, I know that this warrior has a burly body.
All the warriors who had gone through the fierce battle had scars and bloodstains on their bodies, but this warrior had a bright carapace with no traces of having participated in the battle except for some dust.
In other words, this seemingly tough warrior may actually have retreated without ever engaging the enemy.
I waved my jaws and tentacles at her without showing any signs of weakness.
Sure enough, the big man backed away cowardly, and fled in another direction with another soldier behind her who was of normal size and had no traces of battle on his body.
I didn't stop them. I knew that there was a wave of outsider troops outflanking them in that direction, but I didn't like these two warriors, so I just let them see the blood.
I continued to escape towards the target bush, and on the way, I heard the sound of fighting coming from the direction where the big man was running away, and then it stopped quickly.
No need to guess, I also know that things will not end well for the big guy and her henchmen. But the battlefield is like this. Do you think you can avoid the bloody battle? No fighter can guarantee that.
Only by fighting desperately, with God's blessing, and with a clear mind can you survive the battlefield.
The grass quickly appeared in front of me. Although the fighting around me was getting closer and closer, after I plunged in, I felt a sincere sense of security - I was fully confident that I could escape in this dense grass. go out.
——I am the dividing line——
That night, I spent the night with silverfish under a rotten tree.
The next day, when the sun came up, I had to flee again.
There are damn alien flies flying across the sky. Once discovered, these flies will hover above my head and attract the enemy.
I didn't expect the outsiders to kill them all this time. The pursuit continued all day and night without stopping.
Last night, through the cracks in the rotten wood, I saw with my own eyes three warriors of the same race who were sleeping under fallen leaves not far away, and were found and killed by an outsider's nighttime search team.
These outsiders also searched the dead wood where I was, but they had too few people and left after a quick glance. Only then did I save the day.
It was daytime now, and as the flies were chasing me, I heard sporadic sounds of chasing and fighting again nearby.
So I started on the road cautiously again, trying to hide under the shadows of leaves and grass to avoid the ubiquitous flies.
On the way, I passed a nest of a tribe of the same tribe. I knew this nest and had passed by it before when we headed to the gathering place of the "Holy Allies".
Now, this place has been reduced to ruins, and the corpses of our compatriots are everywhere on the ground.
The corpses were still fresh; the tribe had been attacked and slaughtered not long ago. Maybe last night, maybe early this morning, the outsider troops had arrived in front of me and wiped out this poor tribe.
I sensed danger, so I stopped moving forward, climbed to the branches of a nearby tree, and looked around.
Sure enough, not long after, a small army of outsiders passed under the tree. They ignored the pile of corpses of the tribe next to them and hurriedly headed south.
They were a pursuit force, but they focused all their attention on the ground. They did not expect that one of their targets was hiding in the trees and observing them.
Also, at this time, most of my compatriots, most of the former coalition soldiers, must be trying to escape southward, thinking that the faster and further away, the safer they will be.
However, those damn flies can completely guide outsiders to catch up with them and kill them through the shortest shortcut.
I observed for a while, looking and listening carefully to make sure there was nothing unusual, then climbed down and continued to escape.
Although there were flies threatening me in the sky during the day, I could only escape during the day. Once night comes, our vision is greatly affected. On the contrary, outsiders are more adapted to actions in the dark.
If you can't escape to a safe place during the day, it will be even more dangerous at night.
I was cautious along the way, sometimes running fast, sometimes standing still to listen, sometimes hiding in trees, and sometimes crouching under fallen leaves and rocks.
Along the way, I managed to avoid several waves of enemy teams without any risk. These teams are not large in size, with only a dozen or twenty outsiders per team. However, in the escape and pursuit, a lone soldier is no match for these enemy squads, and it is difficult to avoid the dragnet searches of numerous enemy squads.
It was finally getting dark. At this time, I suddenly figured out why there were traces of the enemy along the way, and I couldn't get rid of the enemy along the way - we were all habitually escaping along the valley, and the enemy was also running along the narrow path. Valley quickly gave chase.
Tomorrow, can we hide on a nearby mountain and wait for the storm to pass before escaping back to the tribe?
I have a new idea, and after thinking about it carefully, I think it is very feasible.
Skip tonight and do it tomorrow! I made up my mind.
