The big snake was shocked: "Are you the Red Crow, one of the four killers of the Tianli Sect?"
"It used to be, but not now. It's not anymore. Now I am Miss Xianshu's attendant."
Da Bo and Wynn looked at each other: "Xian Shu? Who is it?"
Suddenly, both of them suffered a brain meltdown: "How brave~~ You dare to call this girl by her name!"
The person standing behind them is Miss Liu!
They were not angry at all, but asked: "Your name is Liu Xianshu?"
Miss Liu felt a little unsure: "What's wrong? Is it illegal?"
Suddenly the two of them laughed loudly, completely forgetting that they had just escaped from the hell gate.
"Laughing——what? You~~you are just trying to laugh!"
Wynn pretended to be serious and said to Miss Liu: "Your name is too~~refined (the pronunciation of the vulgar word is emphasized), we admire it~~"
"That's right~~Why aren't our parents so interesting~~to come up with such~~such poetic names!!" The big python also added fuel to the fire.
Of course the name Liu Xianshu was not given by his father, nor would a local county magistrate be so tacky, evil, vicious and hopeless. It was Miss Liu who was named by his grandfather before he passed away.
He was suffering from a high fever before he died. Fortunately, he managed to see his newborn granddaughter for the last time. He died after saying the name. When Miss Liu's mother found out, she cried so much that she couldn't bear to die - a good girl had such a bad life.
If he had known about his name, he would have endured it and waited for the next rebirth. Miss Liu has not allowed others to call her by her name since she was a child. Her servants call her miss, and her parents know that they are wrong and only call her by her nickname.
Red Crow's face changed: "You are not allowed to salute Miss Liu!!"
Wynn stopped laughing and asked Miss Liu: "What's going on? Didn't you go to investigate the case? Why did you bring back a big devil?"
Liu Xianshu was startled: "This is a long story——I think you are in a hurry now?"
"Come back and interrogate you again!" Wynn threatened, "Leave a few to watch the prisoners, and mount the rest! Rush to the rescue of Sukhba Beast!"
On Sukhbamon's side, half of the cavalry was sent to support Wynn, but Naren turned around and counterattacked. Fortunately, the fire command team set up a formation to fire in turns. The sword soldiers slashed at the enemy's horse legs and defeated the cavalry, killing them.
The fire command team was tightly covered, and with a small number of Sukhbamon's cavalry outflanking them, several waves of attacks were beaten back.
There was silence on Naren's side for a moment. Just when Sukhbamon was about to organize a counterattack, he heard the earth-shattering sound of iron hooves mixed with the howls of several bison rushing towards his position! He looked into the distance and saw only wind and smoke.
Rolling, several bison's bodies were set on fire, and the burning pain made the bison even more violent, and they rushed over desperately!!
Although the fire command team shot hard, some of the buffalo were frightened by the gunshots and fled in all directions, but more bison could not stop because the bison behind were squeezing it. In the end, the bison braved the bows and arrows and rushed away with the fire command.
The formation of Sukhbamon.
Naren's cavalry then rushed into the formation with shining sabers and killed them wantonly. Although the Fire Command and the Sword Army, which suffered heavy casualties at the top of the buffalo formation, still persisted in fighting, their formation was broken up and it was difficult to form a lasting combat power.
Fortunately, those martial arts masters recruited to join the battle group,
Suhebamon led a few cavalrymen and tried to go around to the left wing of Naren's cavalry to attack. Unexpectedly, Naren saw through it long ago.
Surrender! Sukhbamon! Your backstage has been captured by me! You have no hope!" He looked back and saw Naren, dressed in white, looking at him from the formation not far away. He raised his bow without any hesitation.
He shot an arrow, but was protected by the shield-bearer in front of the formation. More enemies surrounded him! He couldn't help being surprised: "I didn't expect this guy to secretly recruit people to be so powerful!"
While Sukhbamon was desperately recruiting elites from the Central Plains martial arts world, Naren was certainly not idle either. He secretly showed his favor to Wasi in northern Xinjiang and borrowed three hundred elite cavalry from Wasi. Just in case, he also
A fire bull array was secretly arranged to give Sukhbamon an unexpected blow.
Just when Naren thought he was sure of victory, he found that the right wing of his army was in chaos, and a group of cavalry attacked fiercely. It was Luo Fu who led the team back, and Naren's headquarters, which was unable to defend itself, also began to be in chaos.
Sukhbamon saw the right moment and concentrated its strength to rush directly to Naren's tent. Naren relied on the fierceness and tenacity of the Waqi Cavalry Archer to resist the attack of Sukhbamon, and retreated slightly to prevent the collapse of the enemy.
After the troops stabilized, the cavalry that attacked the fire command team were also severely damaged and retreated. Those martial arts masters were very clever and kept using various hidden weapons to knock Naren's cavalry off their horses and hack them to death.
When two armies confront each other, sometimes the number of people is not the only criterion that affects the outcome of the battle. The on-the-spot command ability of the commanders of each party sometimes plays a big role. Morale is an important weight that determines victory or defeat on the battlefield. There are many emergencies on the battlefield.
Events will affect morale: such as being ambushed, being flanked, being fired upon by large-scale enemy fire, or even having the commander's flag fall and some unsteady-minded guys running away. This is the time to test a coach's commanding ability.
There is no doubt that both Sukhbamon and Naren are qualified.
Both sides suffered heavy losses, just like two people who were tired from fighting; both were red-eyed and wanted to hit their opponent hard again. But after fighting for a long time, they both understood each other's tricks, and neither could seriously hurt the other.
No one has much energy left.
At this time, a cavalryman galloped into Naren's tent: "Oh no! Wynn is leading a large group of troops to kill from the rear again!"
Naren's face changed, and he was giving orders when suddenly a dagger pierced his chest! The cavalryman who reported the news screamed proudly, and tore off his disguise! It turned out to be Red Crow. He was about to slash him with swords.
Death, who would have thought that everyone suddenly felt itchy! The sky was filled with red wasps, and the cavalry were bitten and fell off their horses. The bitten people soon died of cramps with blood spots all over their bodies!
The red crow did not fight much with Naren's guards in the camp. He rode sideways to avoid the rain of arrows and galloped away.
"Naren is dead!!" A guard exclaimed, and then his exclamation turned into a cry: Naren pulled out the dagger inserted in his chest and stabbed him to death: "Anyone who dares to disturb the morale of the army
! Stand and chop!"
The blood on his chest flowed out, and the red crow stabbed accurately. Fortunately, his goggles were slightly deflected, but the wound was still very close to his heart. He simply bandaged it and continued to command, but
His soldiers were attacked simultaneously from several directions, suffering numerous casualties, and were about to collapse.
Naren's face turned pale, and he gritted his teeth as he looked at the darkening sky: "Concentrate your strength and break out toward the Gobi Desert!"