Ottoman returned to the east of the city.
On a field, a cavalry team galloped across the field quickly.
Looking at the vaguely visible black-clad city in the distance, Dahu, who was running for his life like flying, was surprised.
"How is this possible? Didn't we return to the Ottomans? Why did we come to the territory of the black-clad food again? Who can tell me what is going on?"
Dahu kept roaring, and the dozen soldiers following him didn't say anything. Instead, they continued to shout in front of him.
"Sir, don't worry about this. Let's go to the city first and let them take us in for a while. After our pursuers leave, we can return to Osman."
Dahu nodded heavily.
"Okay, now that the time has come, let's enter the city of Black Clothes. I hope they can see that we are not at war and not make things difficult for us."
After Dahu finished speaking, he lowered his head and followed his soldiers helplessly. He never thought that he would encounter such a scene.
What the hell is going on? Dahu murmured quite uncertainly, and couldn't help but drift his thoughts to half a day ago.
They were riding war horses and chasing Maimaiti, who were riding ordinary prairie horses that were not war horses. They wanted to ask if it was as they thought, that they were the ones they knew, and they were the ones who beat them. The whereabouts of the general who was in ruins, his whole army was wiped out, he was almost unable to hold his head up, and he brought him a lot of hardships.
He wanted to catch him and bring him to justice in order to relieve the hatred in his heart, but it was just that he didn't find him.
If he were to let him go now that he had encountered any shred of news, he would be sorry for his status as the eldest son of Osman Donggui City.
Dahu couldn't help but lead his cavalry in pursuit, and Maimaiti also discovered their disadvantage, and finally gritted his teeth and shouted to his soldiers to boost their morale.
"Brothers, we may not be able to escape this time."
Maimaiti just said this. The soldier next to him didn't have any dissatisfaction. Instead, he looked at Maimaiti and said.
"Commander, we don't know why they are targeting us like this, but we are not arrogant, let alone resigned. We can say whatever they want. Since we can't leave now, they are coming to trouble us. Then we won’t leave and fight with them.
They are more than a hundred people, and we are also more than a hundred people. I don’t believe that we are all carrying our heads on one shoulder. How can we be compared with them? "
This little leader solemnly expressed in front of Maimaiti that he would never be afraid of them, and Maimaiti looked at him and nodded.
"You are very good. You are a warrior in our tribe. You should live instead of leaving your life here. You still have a mission. Now I give you an order to go out with a few people you can trust. No matter what We have to take a small road to avoid everyone and return to our tribe and tell our relatives that we will lure away all the enemies of the Ottomans and let them find a new world with confidence and boldness."
Maimaiti was speaking very seriously this time, but the soldier in front of him smiled and shook his head.
"The leader looks down upon you so much
me? "
"Well?"
Maimaiti was stunned by what this soldier said, and he scratched his head and said awkwardly.
"How come I look down on you?"
As soon as Maimaiti finished speaking, the soldier said something in front of him.
"Then why do you want us to leave? We will fight with you until the end. Maybe we will eliminate them."
Maimaiti smiled happily when he heard what his soldiers said.
"You are right. We may completely eliminate them, but we must pay attention to everything. You are left to deliver the message. You cannot attract more Ottoman cavalry just because we fight with them. Wait until then At that time, we wanted to send the message but there was no chance. The tribe was worried about us sending troops to pick us up, and our strength that could have been able to protect ourselves was gradually dispersed. This is your fault and mine."
Maimaiti persuaded the soldiers who were the most enlightened and righteous soldiers under his command, telling them not to struggle in vain and to use good steel on the blade. After Maimaiti said this, the soldier had no choice but to fight in Maimaiti. He cupped his hands in front of him.
"Don't worry, Commander. I'm going back now. After I go back, if you don't come back, I will come back to pick you up."
Maimaiti looked at him and smiled and said, "Okay, you must prepare a good meal and wine to entertain me. Maybe we will finish them off by then. But we may be hungry after taking care of them all. You must I need to bring some food and drink."
What Maimaiti said was very heartless, but anyone could hear the caution in his tone, and this soldier was also rare.
There were tears in his eyes.
"Don't worry, Commander. As long as I live, I will prepare wine and delicious food to welcome you."
The soldier said and then pointed casually, "You two follow me. We will return to the tribe and bring people to meet the leader."
"You brat, I'm not asking you to pick me up, but to welcome me. But you can only go thirty miles away from the tribe, thirty miles away. If there is no trace of us, you must not come to look for us."
Maimaiti said this again. Looking at the dumb chicken, he didn't know how to reply for a moment. The soldier who was about to leave didn't care about him anymore. Instead, he turned his head and spoke to the remaining people.
"Brothers and I will first deal with the Ottoman cavalry in front of us who have designs on us. Only by dealing with them can we have a future. You don't want us to have just escaped from the black-clad food, and there are people on the grassland. Wherever we can find a foothold for survival, the Ottomans will bring troubles to us and destroy the good life we have finally lived, right?"
Maimaiti's shouting at the top of his lungs boosted the morale of the soldiers around him.
"No, we won't let them destroy our hard-earned life. We must fight them to the end no matter what, and let them know we are invincible no matter what."
When morale was high, Maimaiti waved the scimitar in his hand and pointed forward.
"Then brothers, follow me and rush up. Kill them all."
After Maimaiti took the lead, the soldiers behind him did not lose his identity to Maimaiti, nor did they bring any dissatisfaction to Maimaiti. They just followed Maimaiti's majestic movement towards
He rushed forward to kill, screaming strangely as he rushed.
"Kill, kill, we must deal with them no matter what."
As Maimaiti and the others rushed over, Dahu laughed as he looked at the team that rushed over like a mantis holding a car with its arms.
"As long as they still want to fight us, brothers, follow me! Kill them all and I will reward them heavily."
After Dahu finished speaking, the soldiers next to him screamed and sighed, "Young Master is wise, we must follow him to make contributions. If they dare to go against him, they are seeking death."
One after another, the Ottoman soldiers screamed and waved their weapons directly in front of them. In their eyes, they looked like moving enemies of merit.
As long as you kill one, you can reveal your name in front of the young master. If you kill two, you may be remembered by the young master. If you kill three or more, you will definitely be remembered by the young master. And only with heavy responsibility.
In this way, groups of cavalrymen with different ideas clashed fiercely with the enemy.
In an instant, people were thrown off their backs and their broken limbs were flying around.
However, the respective advantages and disadvantages of this collision are revealed.
Maimaiti yelled. Although fighting alone, he may not be the opponent of Dahu, or any of the elite soldiers under Dahu, but this man who dares to fight, dares to fight, and shouts at the top of his lungs, even if He was stabbed on the body.
Fortunately, the outer leather was cut, and the armor on the inside prevented him from being seriously injured, but there was still a trace of blood flowing out.
Looking at Maimaiti who was still yelling and fighting to the death after being injured, Maimaiti and Maimaiti at the scene
Ti was stunned for a moment.
But this stupidity is fatal.
The soldiers who were fighting against Maimaiti were a little dazed for a moment, but Maimaiti seized the opportunity and cut off his arm with a knife.
When Maimaiti tried to chop off his head again and kill him, the soldier realized what he was doing and hurriedly turned his head to avoid it.
However, what came in exchange was not Maimaiti's subsequent attack like a storm. Instead, Maimaiti roared loudly, confusing the enemy's mind. He waved the scimitar in his hand and hit the enemy's head directly.
This frightened the soldier who could not help but stare blankly with his broken arm, and he hurriedly ran back.
However, his running revealed his incompetence, his cowardice, and his ability to fight and be defeated.
Maimaiti was chasing after him, running for his life like a rat crossing the street. There was a disabled secular man running for his life in front of him, and a figure like a peerless god of murder was chasing him behind him. In an instant, Dahu and the elites were chased by him. The soldiers were frightened.
This injured person is a famous warrior among them. He is not the enemy's enemy. So can they still stop the enemy?
Just when these people were feeling fear, the soldiers on Maimaiti's side were extremely happy.
"The leader is great."
"The Commander is really my idol."
"Commander, this is your true strength."
"Commander is great, we like you."
"..."
Amidst all the compliments. Maimaiti's soldiers burst out with unimaginable fighting power, and quickly rushed towards those in front of them who were showing off their power in front of Maimaiti.
The army was defeated like a mountain falling, and
Appeared once.
It's just that this happened a bit suddenly. Although Dahu rushed forward without hesitation, the cavalry behind him were defeated, frightened, and began to retreat.
This made Maimai so proud that he shouted proudly.
"That's it, brothers, follow me and rush up! We must eliminate them as quickly as possible. As long as we defeat them, we can go to the entire grassland."
Maimaiti couldn't help shouting, and the soldiers next to him also kept shouting with Maimaiti, waving their swords to chase the cavalry who was slashing the big tiger.
Dahu had to sigh when he saw such a scene.
"Time has not waited for me, how could this happen?"
However, there was nothing Dahu could do to save the defeat. He could only turn around and rush towards the direction of his own choice. In fact, even if he didn't choose, he would know that there was no direction for his own city at all.
After all, that way of survival was the direction in which many of his defeated soldiers were rushing together.
There are more people, maybe there will be a turning point?
It's a good idea, but I don't know the outcome. But now that they had an idea, they had to complete it. The group of people immediately rushed forward to find the only opportunity.
