None of them ran away

"How is this possible? So fast... I really didn't expect... are we..."

The army had just withdrawn and became the lords of the eastern cities who were watching from the wall. They were huddled one by one on the wooden whistle in the camp, looking at the battlefield worriedly. After looking at this moment, they had already seen the reputation.

During the offensive and defensive battle at the Aden Fortress, the army of the Little Ashlever City Lord had already been scared by those that could explode. Although this continuous strike was only a few dozen shots, the cavalry army, which was a large number and quite powerful, was almost immediately scared by the fear.

Under two consecutive waves of strikes, another wave of arrow rain with a very high hit rate was hit, which made the very tired Mamluk cavalry completely lose their confidence in fighting after attacking the city for a long time.

At this moment, the impact formation composed entirely of cavalry in black armor easily broke the defense line formed by the Lord of Little Ashleff. Although some people were still fighting with beasts, more people fled.

"Look at that person, the most special person in the armor, is it the Great Aladdin!"

Zhao Fubo rode the figure of the Flying Fire Sky Beast, which was quite eye-catching on the battlefield. Especially beside him, the flag bearer who was looking for a big flag. The unique mane of the Flying Fire Golden Dragon Flag and the Flying Fire Sky Beast, coupled with the large gun dancing from Zhao Fubo's hand, would be seen at a glance on the battlefield.

Emperor Aladdin, the subordinate of the little Ashlefford City Lord under the city of Aden, gave Zhao Fubo the name. What other explanations can those "lamps" that can fly into the sky besides the magic lamp?

The development of technology often causes seemingly powerful enemies to be psychologically disintegrated first. Just think about it, what would happen if people in the Middle Ages saw airships flying in the sky? So there is no need to play with unbearable power struggles, nor do they have to engage in ridiculous infighting. Just like a computer, hardware is the foundation. There is no need to talk about anything without hardware. It’s like giving you a 286 computer to play Need for Speed ​​10. If you don’t have to ask, there are definitely only two words - "funny". This is exactly like the Qing Dynasty when he only knew how to play tricks but not the result of playing technology.

"That guy is invulnerable!"

The people who used the telescope looked at Zhao Fubo's figure and were as surprised as if they had discovered a new continent. They watched a branch of arrows shooting on Zhao Fubo. However, they actually fell off with just one hit. Even the thick armor of the heavy armored knights in the Crusaders would undoubtedly be penetrated by arrows at such a close distance.

"What is this, a miracle? Everyone, I think we have agreed on..."

This was the reaction of the city lord of a city in the eastern part of the muttering in his heart and planning to leave. This time, when he saw the military power of the Song Dynasty Yulin Army, he had already completely realized that he was afraid. He was even afraid of the "butcher knife" that had been waving together by the city lords in front of him. In his heart, he thought that it would be absolutely not a wise move to be an enemy of such an army.

"Why, do you want to return it again? I think you don't want your life or your city. Now, we all must unite. I think you will use your blood to sacrifice the flag?"

Finally, his repeated remorse angered the man who was good at tea and temporarily became the leader of the city lords of various cities in the eastern region. He was the lord of Shibam City, named Abdul Mailick. Facing the man who had planned to retreat several times, he drew his own scimitar. His face, which was as thin and angular as a knife and axe, showed a vicious smell.

"Why, do you want to kill me? In fact, there will be no change in killing me. I just think of one thing. If we continue to be enemies with Emperor Aladdin, who can control the things that will explode from his stone thrower. Who can deal with those cavalry? I think you have seen it. They just shot a wave of arrows outside the range of our bows and arrows. This shows that their bows are much better than us. You guys, it's not that I'm afraid of death, but that I'm worried that if we are enemies with Emperor Aladdin, it will become a mortal in seeking death!"

As he spoke, he also pulled out his sword. It seemed that he had decided not to be an enemy of Zhao Fubo. His determination immediately put their entire alliance in danger, and of course the Lord of Milik could see it.

He took a step forward and his eyes roared at the city lords who had already begun to hesitate.

"What are you still thinking? Even if I was unfortunately killed by him today, then future generations will spread my reputation, and you are just a group of cowardly cowards! If you want to prove that you are still respected city lords, then..."

The scimitar in his hand was slashed at the other city lord as he spit out the word "then...". The Arabs had good skills in playing swords. Their skills were different from those of the East who paid too much attention to tricks and the West who was too rough and relying entirely on physical strength. It seemed to be between the East and the West, which was technical and somewhat more powerful.

In the blink of an eye, the two scimitars had been handed over several times in a row. This time, McLee glared at the eyes. The other city lord also glared at the eyes. They were bloodshot, like two evil dogs competing for food. The difference is that they did not bark, but were constantly playing tricks in their hands, looking for opportunities to cut the other party to the ground with one knife.

"We can discuss it, maybe there is a compromise method..."

"Cut down him..."

"We will listen to whoever wins!"

The city lords let out a rough roar. Obviously, they had already regretted why they had to do this forever and why they were greedy for the wealth in the Aden Fortress. If it weren't for their greed, they might not have been persuaded by Mikeley, the city lord who likes to drink tea, and made that stupid oath.

So now, if Mikeley can be killed, obviously no one will force them to fulfill their vows. Everyone may be able to enjoy the tax that is as high as one-third of the past.

"Those who do not surrender will die..."

"Surrender...we surrender..."

At this time, the crying sounds on the battlefield became even higher, because the escaped Mamluk cavalry were surprised to find that their horses could not run away from each other's bow. What was most worrying was that their strange bow with two wheels would actually shoot arrows so far.

But at this time, they stared at the lords of the eastern cities in the arena, staring at Niu's eyes, nervous about their future. But what they didn't know was that a team of 500 black-armored cavalry, led by Muke and Juliana, was rushing towards the camp of Lord Abdul Malik.

Surprisingly, his soldiers did not report or issue an alarm. Instead, they began to hold on to the weapons, intentionally or unintentionally approach the guards of other city lords, and secretly surrounded them separately.

In fact, the city lord Abdul Malik of Shibam was a secretly colluded with Fatima. His mission was to provoke them when the city lords of the eastern cities developed a rebellious heart and lure them with the wealth in the fortress of Aden.

According to Fatima, these guys are all greedy people. They should not live in this world, especially in the area ruled by Zhao Fubo. Therefore, there was a conversation that day, a leader, and a result today.

A moment later, when the gate of the main camp of Abdulmalik City opened, the brigade of black-armored cavalry rushed in. The two people who were fighting the sword stopped at the same time, staring at each other. Abdulmalik, who knew it, immediately pointed at the guy who fought with him, and asked a sharp shout.

"You guy, you caught them, otherwise how could they know we're here?"

The other city lords who had been watching their swords fight were drawn in their hands, and looked at Abdulmalik and his opponents, not knowing which one should believe in them.

If we believe in the Lord of Abdulmalik, this is his camp, and it would be a bit strange that the other party appears here, and he is the one who advocates confrontation. If it is his opponent's actions, there are some possibilities, because he is the one who advocates surrender.

Just when everyone was staring at me, Abdulmalik suddenly took two steps back and then jumped down from the platform. It was not until this time that the city lords watching the battle on the platform discovered that Abdulmalik had already prepared a rope there.

As soon as he saw the Lord Abdulmalik jumping down, Juliana stretched out her finger to the platform.

"Kill them all!"

With her order, the subordinates who had already taken out the bow immediately shot out arrows as dense as locusts.

"Don't...we surrender..."

"He is..."

No matter what he shouted, everything was at night. Under the rain of arrows like a locust, the lords of the eastern cities fell under the dense rain of arrows. Corpse were poured on the platform in different postures, and blood dripped down the platform.

Lord Abdul Mailik, probably because he was worried that what he had done would be spread by others, waved his hand and issued an order to his subordinates.

"Burn the platform, and then the whole army beat drums to prepare for war, obeying the orders of Emperor Aladdin!"

It was not until this time that the escorts of the lords of the eastern cities understood that he was actually the one who surrendered to the new lords of the province of Aden.

"This bastard, his heart is so vicious, it's like... Alas, I'm sorry, none of these city lords ran away!"

It's like what? It's like a scorpion tail needle!
Chapter completed!