Black Wolf obviously didn't expect Zhou Wen, a sissy, to be so powerful, with a look of shock in his eyes.

Zhou Wen understood the black wolf's expression and couldn't help but say proudly: "Don't look at me as a woman, I think I am really a woman!"

After saying this, Zhou Wen's face turned red, he covered his mouth and looked around with a little panic. He found that there were people fighting each other everywhere, and no one noticed him at all, so he patted his heart and breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing Zhou Wen's extremely feminine appearance, the black wolf regained his arrogant expression, twisted his head and flipped his tail, and continued to pounce on another herdsman soldier.

Zhou Wen immediately shouted angrily: "Bastard! You dead wolf! You look down on me!" He also rode a horse and chased me.

A centurion of the Monte Thousand People who were pulling a bow and aiming at the servants to shoot, suddenly realized that the attack he had encountered was much stronger.

He turned his head and looked around. When he saw that Monte had already reached the formation, several centuries under Monte controlled began to retreat without entanglement with the enemy. He couldn't help but curse immediately: "Damn it! You don't need to be so obvious when you frame us, right? You retreat without saying a word? Do you! You are unkind, I am unrighteous, let's go!"

As he said that, he took his 100-man team away from the battlefield with his sprinter.

The role of role models is huge. When the centurions who were hiding on the side were running away, they saw that the thousands of men were retreating with his direct subordinates. Those who were originally in the rear had been pushed to the front, and immediately took the people away without saying a word.

The battle situation that was already stalemate immediately fell one side, especially after the dragon cavalry of Locke and Luo Fei rushed in and fought, Monte could not control his own lineage. Besides, the nomadic peoples were used to fighting if they could beat them, and left if they could not beat them. So when they saw that they could not resist, they immediately scattered and fled.

"No need to pursue, clean the battlefield immediately!" Zhao Hu immediately ordered when he saw the enemy collapse, and then thought of something and added additional orders to the messenger: "Only rescue our people, collect weapons on the battlefield and horses that can still run."

Deo, who had already driven the carriage brigade to catch up, immediately understood that he was about to leave when he heard this, and couldn't help but suggest: "Sir, should we throw away some supplies and get out of the carriage to place personnel?"

Zhao Hu also knew that if he and his people could rest in the carriage, they would definitely be able to run day and night. He couldn't help but nod and said, "Leave it to you, it's best to let the entire army ride in the carriage."

"Yes!" Deo began to calculate which supplies to lose were worthwhile.

When everyone heard Zhao Hu's order, they knew what was going on. Now it was not just such an enemy, but enemies were coming from all directions.

Understand that time is tight, the first thing they do is to find their casualties. Once they find them, they will immediately carry the carriage and hand it over to the logistics soldiers for treatment.

The second thing is to collect arrows, which are consumables. People who are being pursued cannot replenish supplies on this prairie.

The third thing is to collect horses that can still run.

As for the injured herd flag soldiers, they were killed with one knife, and they were too lazy to pay attention to these prisoners when time was tight.

Seeing Zhao Hu, who was busy at his subordinates, suddenly noticed that his trouser legs were being pulled a few times. When he looked down, Hei Lang was raising his head and thrusting his chest with a proud look on his face.

Seeing the black wolf's expression and blood on the corner of his mouth, Zhao Hu patted the black wolf's head and smiled: "It seems that you have made great contributions too."

"This wolf is not as good as I have made!" Zhou Wen walked over with seven or eight heads in his hand and said.

Zhou Wen looks so weird now. He is a stunning beauty, covered in blood, carrying seven or eight fangs and pouting heads, but a charming smile on his face. Anyone who sees it will shiver.

Zhao Hu didn't care about the visual senses, but looked at the eight heads with an unexpected look.

Seeing Zhao Hu's expression, Zhou Wen felt panicked and hurriedly threw the head away, then lowered his head and grabbed the corner of his clothes and twisted uneasyly.

Zhao Hu smiled, patted Zhou Wen on the shoulder and said, "It's very good, he's a soldier." After complimenting, he began to patrol the wounded soldiers.

Zhou Wen, who raised his head, had a happy face, bent over, and the black wolf's nose was slightly on the other hand, and blinked at the black wolf proudly and said, "Hehe, I've been praised by the lord, what about you? There's nothing, right?"

The black wolf's nostrils spurted a breath, then turned his head to catch up with Zhao Hu with ignorance, making Zhou Wen so angry that he jumped into pieces and scolded the wolf to death!

Deo did not completely clear any carriage, but just threw something unnecessary or unimportant from each carriage, leaving each carriage with some space free.

Don’t underestimate these empty seats. The space is enough for four big men to lie down. With the seats driving in front, it is no problem to load ten people in one car. Zhao Hu’s army, which has more than 150 carriages, is enough for everyone to ride in carriages.

These tasks were completed quickly with the efforts of thousands of people. Under Zhao Hu's order, everyone abandoned their horses and rode on the car, and then rushed to the distance with a whip.

In addition to hundreds of corpses, there were dozens of food and grass per person, as well as a large number of jars and jars and jars.

The horse thief who followed did not care about these things and continued to ride his horse and run wildly.

As horse thieves, they understand the importance of a first-class map more than others. At the same time, their big leader promised a reward, which was a world of difference compared to these food and grass.

However, the long-distance pursuit these days really made them curse Zhao Hu to heaven. Of course, the leader of the horse robber market near the crystal flag is also the object of the curse. How could he sell such an important thing to outsiders?

However, when I thought of paying millions of horses, the idea of ​​cursing the unlucky ghost immediately became much less.

However, the herds and flag soldiers from the various herds and flags who came to the back were no longer as disdainful as the rich horse thieves. When they saw the piles of food and grass like mountains, the ten men and women rushed to the food and grass without obeying the orders, while the centurion and others rushed to the jars and jars.

An impatient centurion opened the jar and saw that the pungent aroma of wine immediately emerged. Regardless of whether it was poisoned, he picked it up and drank it hard.

The smell of wine scattered, and the person who smelled the smell heard the roar of another centurion: "Wine! It's all wine!" They all started riots. The commanders jumped off their horses and rushed over regardless of their dignity. The men were too lazy to chase Zhao Hu and the group of men, so they started a banquet on the spot, and the herdsmen soldiers had to swallow their saliva from the side.

Of course, not all the pursuit troops were like this. The few herds and flags who came from behind found that they had not received any benefits, and immediately continued to pursue them in anger.

Zhao Hu waved his knife to cut off a horse bandit's head, looked at the black wolf who had just left his mouth from a horse thief's neck, and then looked around and found that the battle was over.

Zhao Hu waved his hand and the soldiers did not clean the battlefield carefully, but just picked up nearby weapons and arrows, helped up the casualties, and chased the convoy under the leadership of Zhao Hu.

This is the ninth group of horse bandits killed by them. The number is not large, only two or three hundred, and the combat effectiveness is not strong, but this is very delayed. So Zhao Hu led his subordinates to attack them, and the carriage continued to move forward.

As for why it is so urgent, there is nothing we can do about it. After all, there are tens of thousands of hermit flag soldiers chasing them tightly behind them.

Zhao Hu brought the hundreds of cavalry to catch up with the carriage. When he approached the carriage, there was a row of nearly twenty convertible carriages behind, and a solid wooden board was dragged behind.

Zhao Hu was the first to ride a horse from the wooden board and rushed onto the carriage, and as soon as he got on the carriage, he immediately got off the horse and led the horse forward. This is the moving stable.

The spiritual black wolf did not follow Zhao Hu, but ran forward alone.

Maybe he knew that although those war horses were not afraid of him, once he entered the stable, the moving stable would probably be kicked apart by the war horses.

The war horses were stopped and the wounded were immediately taken over by the baggage troops. The only ones who died were burned to ashes when they were camping.

The war horse, which was covered in sweat and had just stopped, was taken care of by the groom and the veterinarian who were sent by the Jingqian flag. The carriage did not stop at all and continued to move forward.

Zhao Hu and others rode the empty saddle horses next to the stables and returned to their respective carriages to rest.

"Oh my god, why are these horse bandits coming one after another? Why can't they be killed? Although there are not many people in each batch of horse bandits, there are too many this time, right?"

Zhou Wen, who followed Zhao Hu back to the carriage, shook his slightly sore hands and said very dissatisfiedly.

As for the Black Wolf? He had been lying on this carriage and resting.

"Hey, there is no limit on the number of horse bandits. There are three groups, five groups, and there are also super bandit groups of hundreds of thousands of people. This number of times is calculated."

Sun Jie shook his sword excitedly and said, "If there are tens of thousands of horse bandits, we will be done. It's just a few people, which is convenient for us to exercise. Now I think I'm much more proficient in swordsmanship."

Zhou Wen nodded: "This is true, our imperial soldiers who have never seen much blood now have murderous auras. These frequent battles can really hone people."

Dio said with a reluctance: "What a pity, the equipment of those horse bandits is much better than those herds and flag soldiers!"

"Hehe, uncle, you are really competent. We are all running for life and still thinking about the spoils." Zhou Wen quipped.

"Hmph! If it weren't for the bastards behind, I would have even taken down the skin!" Deo shook his fists at the back with anger.

As for Zhao Hu, he listened to the bickering of the three personal soldiers with a smile. What else can Locke and Luo Fei do except be stunned and dazed?
Chapter completed!