Barton looked at Qierdan in disbelief.

Instead of bringing his favorite woman, he brought his most hated Ji'an shaman.

This, what is this operation?

"Idiot, with the help of Ji'an Shaman, we have a greater chance of escaping back to the north of Yinshan Mountain."

Only then did Barton react.

Yes, compared to women who only have beautiful faces, Ji'an Shaman looks equally weak, but Ji'an Shaman is a powerful shaman.

He possesses magical powers.

With the blessing of divine magic, their strength will greatly increase.

Moreover, the magic is so magical that they may have unexpected gains.

"Walk!"

…

In the quiet night, in the quiet tent, with tears still on his cheeks and a smile on his face, Samole was awakened by a fierce cry of death.

Samole jumped up as if on conditioned reflex, the sword flashed, and the scimitar in his hand was already unsheathed.

"Is there an enemy?"

Samole carefully opened the tent door and looked outside. He found that there were shouts of death everywhere, and there were flashes of light in many places.

"The southerners are here to kill?"

Samole was not as surprised as Qierdan and others. From the moment he saw the Southerners, they left a deep impression on him. They were completely different from the description of the Southerners in the Agudahe tribe.

After this battle, Shamolle regarded the Southerners as the most powerful tribal warriors and did not dare to despise them in the slightest.

Samole quickly picked up the longbow hanging on the wall. This was a weapon commonly used by his father. It was also a treasure passed down from father to son in their family and could not be discarded easily.

Samole packed up some dry food and water, walked out of the tent, jumped up, mounted the horse tied to the tent, looked towards the north, and galloped away without any hesitation.

"Mom, brother, sister, wait for me!"

This was not the choice of a few people such as Qierdan and Samole, but almost the entire Beidi military camp and most of the Beidi soldiers made this choice.

Faced with an unexpected night attack, the first reaction of the Beidi people who were eager to return home was to mount their horses, run north, and go home.

A sword light flashed.

Feeling the warning, Samole jumped off his horse before the sword light arrived, and luckily escaped the fatal blow.

Unfortunately, the horse he was sitting on was not as lucky as he was. It was hit by the sword light and was instantly broken into two pieces.

"Hey, you escaped?"

Qin Hui originally thought that the man would die, and was about to intercept the others, but found that the other man was not dead. He couldn't help but take another look, and immediately recognized Shamolle.

"It turns out it's you! I chased you so hard at first, but now it's finally my turn."

Qin Hui was about to take action when he suddenly sensed danger and quickly dodge.

An arrow landed on the ground where he had been standing.

Then, Qin Hui saw hundreds of elite wolf riders rushing out, protecting the two people in the middle.

"Damn it, this is the leader and shaman of the Beidi tribe. What a bad luck."

Qin Hui was so frightened that he quickly released a flare.

Turn around and run away immediately.

As for the pursuit of Samole, I naturally didn't care about it.

In the darkness, several arrows shot at Qin Hui, blocking almost all his roads.

"Damn it, I'm not going to die here, am I?"

Qin Hui immediately used his secret technique, but he still couldn't dodge. Seeing that he was about to be pierced by the arrow, Qin Hui yelled unwillingly: "No, I don't want to die on the eve of victory."

A flash of sword light shot down the two arrows aimed at Qin Hui.

"Haha, Brother Hui, don't worry, you won't die yet."

Qin Hui opened his eyes and saw that it was Qin Wei. He couldn't help but laughed loudly and said, "Thank you, good brother."

Qin Wei held the long sword in one hand and Qin Hui in the other, and backed away.

He watched helplessly as the elite wolf cavalry protecting the leader and shaman of the Beidi tribe passed by them at lightning speed without slowing down.

Qin Hui said unwillingly: "Let them escape like this."

Qin Wei tightened the long sword in his hand, and he was also unwilling, but said helplessly: "We are no match for them. If we catch up, we will only die."

Qin Hui glanced at the gradually fading signal flares in the sky: "I don't know if anyone noticed the flares I sent. If you come here and chase them, you might be able to catch up."

Qin Wei withdrew his gaze, shook his head at Qin Hui and said: "Have you forgotten the commander's instructions before coming here? Don't fight hard when you encounter a strong enemy, only attack those who are weaker than yourself, and use the fastest speed to

To kill the enemy, our strategic goal this time is to kill Beidi's effective forces as much as possible, weaken Beidi's population as a whole, and prepare for our subsequent attack on Beidi."

Qin Hui said with a look of fascination: "Conquering Beidi, I never dared to think about it before, but I didn't expect that we are doing it now..."

In the past, the Central Plains would experience a spiritual catastrophe every three hundred years. The entire Central Plains was devastated, people were in dire straits, and there was not even one out of ten people left. Facing Beidi, we could only focus on defense. There was no idea of ​​conquering Beidi.

Now, it's different.

Without the catastrophe of the spiritual tide, with the Holy Emperor guarding the Central Plains, their strength has not been reduced, but has greatly increased.

Facing Beidi's 300,000-strong army, they held on and even started a counterattack. They would even attack Beidi in the future.

In the past, I really didn’t dare to think about it.

Qin Wei patted Qin Hui on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Okay, now that you have rested, start moving quickly. There are 300,000 Di people, but we only have more than 50,000 and less than 60,000 people. At least one person must be killed."

Six is ​​the perfect number."

While Qin Hui was using his kung fu to alleviate the sequelae of using secret techniques, he complained: "Do you think I am you? I have just broken through the Golden Core Realm and have the combat power of the middle level of the Golden Core Realm. I can fight across levels. I

But a scout, a scout whose main purpose is reconnaissance."

Qin Wei was about to answer when he suddenly turned his head and looked in one direction.

"There are enemies."

Qin Wei didn't care to speak, turned his body into a sword, and disappeared from the spot, when a sharp shout came from not far away.
Chapter completed!