The impact of the reflow of the Seliuguna River is far from over. It can be said that Tang En invisibly harmed someone in order to get rid of it, and this time he completely killed him...

Downstream, hundreds of kilometers.

Here, there is also a group of people fleeing in a panic. However, compared with the more than a thousand barbarian warriors who retreated before, the team is only less than a hundred left.

"Hu..." Angros let out a long breath of white breath, causing the white snowflakes to fall on the side of his nose. As soon as he touched the ground, he was directly stepped on to dirty black water by the animal leather boots passing by.

Looking at the short and miserable ending of this snowflake, the old handsome man who had been through many battles drooped his eyes slightly, his gray face became even more dim, and his heart couldn't help but feel sad as if the hero was at the end of his heart.

"But it's only been a dozen days of escape... It seems that I'm really old..."

As soon as the thought arose, the old face of the folded face became increasingly old and weak. Then he took a deep breath and shook his head. The veteran who had been through the bloody battlefield for decades was refreshed and his old face returned to his firmness as if he had returned to his mind.

He turned around and asked, "Where are we now?"

"Uh, Marshal." More than ten days of continuous battles, fleeing, then fighting, and fleeing again... After repeated cycles, the low-level barbarian officer next to him was also depressed. He was stunned when he heard this, and then he cheered up and replied, "The Seliuguna River is ahead. At this time, the river surface has already frozen, so we can go directly."

"Oh." After a moment of contemplation, Angelos nodded thoughtfully.

After hesitating, the low-level barbarian officer asked, "Marson, do we... still need to move forward?"

Angros frowned slightly when he heard this. He glanced at the man. The latter lowered his head and squirmed speechlessly.

As mentioned before, An Shuai is the God of War that is leaning on the pillar of the wild tribe. But now after more than ten days of escape, the confidence of these more than a hundred barbarians who followed him is gradually decreasing. The Zi Yi, who looks like a demon, behind is really terrifying and does not give them any hope at all!

For example, now, although there is no other person in sight at all, around them, Zichen soldiers tightly cover them like a big net, not allowing them to turn to change lanes, nor allowing them to send any news of help. But along the way, small tribes within a radius of dozens of kilometers, barbarian gathering places, etc., were all slaughtered by the other party!

This feeling...is like there is an airtight silk web around it, and an eight-clawed silk spider followed behind it. It is very patient and is not in a hurry to close the net and strangle it. Instead, it just slowly, slowly... When they are deeply trapped in the net and exhausted, they will open their cold teeth!

"Continue to move forward." Angelos gave the order without hesitation, then paused for a moment, narrowing his old eyes, "But when we go over, you can take some people to dig the ice on the river surface."

"Uh?" The low-level officer was stunned when he heard this, and then he looked happy. "The Marshal wants to cut off the back and block the other party's advance..."

After waved his hand, Angelos still looked majestic: "Just know, go and prepare."

"yes!"

Seeing the low-level officer leaving excitedly, Angros' majestic expression suddenly relaxed, and the corners of his mouth were bitter. It was not that easy to get rid of Zi Yi, these were just paths.

Besides, even if this low-level barbarian military officer could dig the ice layer in time, the water of the Seliuguna River is now stationary and cannot form an impact. There are still large ice layers around. You can't expect this one hundred people to chisel hundreds of kilometers of ice layer around in this short period of time... So Zi Yi and the others only need to take a section of the road, and they are basically not affected.

However, although this is the case, Angelos naturally would not point out in order to boost morale among his subordinates.

Turning back, he looked back, and the storm was everywhere. Angelos narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression was a bit sinister and ferocious... Ziyi, Ziyi, after crossing the Seliuguna River, there are blockbuster tribes of various races in front of him. Humph, when you get there, you will never think of returning to Bran!

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The truth is this. The so-called strategy is roughly divided into two types: strange strategy and open strategy. Angros traveled on the battlefield throughout his life and defeated countless enemies with plans. He was naturally deeply immersed in this way.

The so-called strange strategy often takes a wrong approach and is unexpected. Once successful, you can achieve extremely fruitful results at the lowest cost. Just like Angros has planned a layout for more than ten years and installed the secret of Relf next to Zi Yi. From a grand strategic perspective, what Angros did is nothing more than sending an undercover agent, and this trick is undoubtedly useless. But just such a cliché measure, after more than ten years of silent planning, it is the winner of the battle!

Of course, proportional to the huge results achieved is the risk and unpredictability of the strange strategy. From now on, Angros has planned a strange strategy for more than ten years, and not only failed to eliminate the biggest obstacle to the Northern Desert hegemony in one fell swoop and set the tone of victory. Instead, he brought himself in and ended up in a messy ending of a thousand miles of escape.

But to be honest, victory or defeat is common, and the failure of a strange plan is somewhat acceptable to Angros, the old general of the hundred battles. The current situation is different from before. On the one hand, he had to lead the remaining troops to retreat into the heart of the Northern Wilderness when he was chased. On the other hand, he was planning to lure Zi Yi to chase him.

Angros believed that Zi Yi would definitely see through this plan. But in Angros's view, whether it was to calm the destruction of Xiongguan City or to kill him, the biggest enemy of Bran's army, Zi Yi would not give up the pursuit at this time. In other words, Zi Yi would definitely follow him into the heart of the Northern Wilderness!

And at that time, regardless of whether Angelos is still alive or not, Zi Yi would not want to leave here alive again... This is a dignified and unresistible plot!

"I have been fighting for decades. It is worth it to exchange my weak and weak body for Zi Yi's life..." Walking hard on the snow with a deep and shallow kick, silently calculating the relationship between this open conspiracy in my heart. Finally, Angros nodded and thought of it.

However, what happened next made the old coach who had experienced countless battlefields while chatting and laughing, petrified directly...

Crazy...

Water, the flowing river water, and the falling snowflakes touched the water surface on the first day of the first lunar month and instantly merged into it. Then they sang happily all the way westward.

It is said that the joyful atmosphere resonates the most, but it is undoubtedly not the case now. On the shore, more than a hundred barbarian statues stood foolishly, looking at the rushing river in front of you, silent, for a long time...

After a while, Angelos' body suddenly began to tremble. He looked at the Sailiuguna River, which should not have flowed. He looked up at the dizzy sky with difficulty. The sky was full of wind and snow, and sighed, "The sky is going to destroy me..." After the words, his eyes closed and his head was tilted.

Bang……

"Uh..." "Marson..."

The series of screams sounded, and the barbarians around him came to their senses and quickly helped the old marshal up. He shook it a few times, then brought the ice cold river water to sprinkle it. After a busy work, Angelos finally opened his eyes again.

As soon as she woke up, Angros quickly pulled away the soldiers beside her. She looked at the rushing river again, and her despair gradually rose: "It's really flowing... Why is this..."

The low-level barbarian officer shook his head as if he was mourning and asked: "I don't know. Marshal, the Seliuguna River is really flowing!"

As people from the Northern Wilderness, all the barbarians naturally knew that the Seliuguna River was frozen in other seasons except for the specific two or three months, and it has been like this for hundreds of years. But now the bloody fact in front of them is constantly telling them. Yes, they read that right, the river water is indeed moving!

In this way, the matter will be complicated. Now, Angelos and the others cannot pass directly, but will be stopped here, unable to advance or retreat, and can only wait to be surrounded by pursuers behind them and slaughtered slowly!

After struggling to get up, Angros pushed away the few people beside him to support him, and walked to the shore with a trembling trembling. His armor now looked very desolate.

"Marson!" The low-level barbarian officer's eyes were slightly red when he saw this, and he couldn't bear to call him.

After waved his hand, Angros turned around, his cheeks moved slightly, and he looked around the more than a hundred barbarians and said calmly: "The ones chasing us are Zi Yi and Zi Chen's Ninth Army, with more than 20,000 people, carrying light and heavy weapons similar to Thor's Hammer, and their combat power is extremely amazing. We suggest that we should not act rashly when we learn about their position. Wait for a hundred thousand troops to gather and surround and strangle quickly and at no cost! If the other party escapes, the rear army must be entangled, wait for a total of 50,000 troops to gather again and surround and strangle in front! This tactic continues until we see Zi Yi's body! Well, do you remember it? No? It doesn't matter, I'll say it again..."

The same words were repeated again. Seeing that all the barbarians nodded in confusion, Angros took a deep breath and spoke again: "Okay! This is my last order! Now, you jump out of the river immediately, whether you swim to the other side or float down the water to the shore, you must live for me, at least one! Then pass on the words I asked you to remember just now to the Great Wilderness Imperial City."

He paused for a moment and waved his hand, "That's it. Let's go now!"

"Uh...whether you, Marshal?" Although he was shocked when he heard this, the low-level officer still sensitively heard other meanings from Angros' words.

"Me? Hehe, I'm old." Shaking his head, Angelos laughed at himself with a calm expression, "If I go down the river, I will definitely die. Besides... Hehe, after dealing with me for so many years, I believe Zi Yi will not be stingy with me for the last drink. Well, it's also a good treatment."

"No!" The low-level officer was shocked when he heard this and took a step forward excitedly, "We are willing to fight the last battle with the marshal."

The barbarians all raised their iron rods, with a ferocious expression, and hissed: "I wish to fight the last battle with the marshal!" In an instant, a bloody and murderous aura of burning the boat spread all around.

Everyone knows that in the current situation, anyone who stays will surely die. And if they jump into the river... the barbarians are not iron men, and they are ordinary barbarians without special forces such as fighting spirit. With the current coldness of the lake, even if the barbarians who are used to the cold jump in, they are unlikely to withstand it. However, as Angros said imply, there are more than a hundred barbarians here, and even if they try their luck, they should be able to meet a few survivors, and at least they will leave a thought...

"Get out!" Angross did not give these loyal warriors a good face. On the contrary, his expression seemed even colder. "Silly, do you think we still have a chance to turn the tables now? If everyone dies here, what's the point of seducing Zi Yi to go so far? Who will avenge us?"

After a moment of pause, he pointed to the river surface, and the old coach of the hundred battles was decisive and powerful. He was both harsh and stern. "Now, get off now!"

"yes!"

When the barbarians heard this, they shook their bodies and answered in unison. Then they lowered their heads a little, and gave a great gift to Angros with the highest etiquette of the Northern Wilderness. Then they walked silently to the rushing Seliuguna River, without any hesitation, jumped down.

Plop...Plop...

The waves splashed everywhere, and the sound of falling into the water continued to sound. In just a moment, more than a hundred barbarians jumped down. When they roared with ferocious expressions and emerged from the river, the turbulent river had brought them more than ten meters away, and the figure of the old handsome man in the wind and snow was almost impossible to see.

This scene was extremely tragic and tragic. With such a turbulent water, these barbarians could hardly climb to the far opposite shore. In order to avoid the pursuers surrounded on both sides, they had to stay in the water for at least a few dozen kilometers. Not to mention whether they were frozen to death by then, even if there were lucky ones remaining, where would they have the strength to climb the river bank at that time?

Everything can only be left to fate, or their wilderness gods to make a judgment!

At this time, besides Angros, there was another figure on the shore, which was the low-level barbarian officer before.

Seeing the look of An Shuai turned around, the low-level officer looked at each other without fear and said firmly: "Marson, the number of people who conveyed the news is enough, and I am not short of one. We cannot let you face tens of thousands of enemies alone, so please allow me to accompany you on this last journey!"

He opened his mouth and put down his arms with a sway. Angelos nodded slightly and sighed, "Forget it, since you want to stay, then stay."

After saying that, he slowly walked towards the river and bent down, picked up the cold water to wash his face, and the dirty things on his armor fell from his days of escape. The old coach also had the pride of the old coach. Even though he knew that he would die, he would not allow himself to face his biggest opponent in his life with such a down-and-out deserter attitude!

Seeing this, the low-level officer hurriedly stepped forward to support him. Angelos's previous self-deprecation made sense. If he slipped into the cold lake for a moment, his life would be over. At this moment,

"Uh..." The low-level officer was stunned, then suddenly became shocked, his eyes stared straight at some point in the water ahead, and said stutteringly, "Yuan, Marshal, you you... look!"

The barbarian would not be too courageous if he could stay and die. Hearing such a panic tone, Angros looked up in confusion, and then his eyes also condensed. Underwater a few meters ahead, a black shadow was quickly approaching here.

Suddenly, wow...

Water splashed everywhere, and a head with a mess of water plants instantly emerged: "Fake! I'm suffocating...uh?"

The scene instantly fell into silence, and the sound of flowing water seemed to be hidden. The mysterious people suddenly emerged under the water, Angelos on the shore and the low-level officer. The two sides looked at each other less than one meter away, staring at each other.

Immediately, "Brands are broken!" As the roar was roaring, the low-level officer confirmed that the guy in front of him was Bran, and without thinking, he waved the iron rod and whistled and smashed it down at the other party's head.

"Damn..." The man who had just emerged was so depressed that he finally came out of the water and breathed in his breath, he was about to be hit by a blow. Who did this tm provoke whom? He shrank his head and his figure disappeared from the water instantly.

The iron rod hit the river directly, causing a huge splash of water. His vision was blocked. Before the low-level barbarian officer could see clearly whether he had hit the target, the iron rod under the water suddenly came to the formation to pull vigorously.

"Do you come down!" Unpredictable, the low-level officer leaned forward and instantly fell into the cold river.

From the time both sides were stunned to the barbarian falling into the water, it was just an instant incident. When Angros came to his senses, the figure of the officer had completely disappeared from the river surface and retreated in a hurry. At this time, a figure rushed over with a splash of water, and the blade light flashed, "You are not a good thing either!"

Puff...As the highest head coach of the barbarian, Angelos naturally has strength, but after all, he is old and weak, and he has been running away day and night for more than ten days, so his reaction is naturally slower. Before he can resist, his heart hurts!

Ding, Ding, Ding... After a few steps, Angross leaned back and fell to the ground with a grimace, his palm subconsciously covering the hole in his left chest, his face full of confusion. I... die? I was so inexplicably dead? I haven't officially met Zi Yi yet; I haven't mocked him in person as the God of Bran, but I have completely ignored the lives and death of the civilians in my country; I have not yet told him righteously that Bran will be occupied by the Northern Wilderness in the end, because I have brought out a large number of Northern Wilderness officers who can fight, and his light is too strong, completely covering the day when Officer Bran stands out; I haven't...

The thick unwillingness was deeply unbelievable! But the blood that kept coming out of the heart made the old coach Angelos, who had been on the battlefield all his life and had great military achievements, became more vague and chaotic. When he was dying, he only vaguely saw a foot that seemed to be stepping on him...

Bang, bang, bang... The last picture in Angelos's sight was correct. The figure jumping out of the river was jumping up and stomping on his body. While stepping, he pointed at him tremblingly, and cursed in a furious manner.

"Stop it, you're crazy!"

"This damn world won't give us normal people a way out, right?"

"I'm a killer, do you understand the killer? When I got crazy, I was afraid of myself. I didn't go to provoke you. How dare you even provoke me? I'm crack, crack, crack..."

…………(To be continued...)
Chapter completed!