Chapter 93

Wesselis led the army away from pantos.

Then one night later, the sky finally turned white.

The fire in pantos was finally put out, and the battle of Cao seems to have come to an end.

early morning.

The gate of pantos was finally opened.

The frightened citizens of pantos summoned up their courage and walked out of their homes. The air was full of fishy smell and burning smell.

On the ancient varelian road leading to novos in the east of pantos, there are corpses everywhere at the moment.

This is a feast for scavengers.

Then a group of vultures swooped down from the sky to share the big meal, but they were driven away by the doslaks who survived the catastrophe. The scavengers kept circling in the sky and made a sad cry.

Last night.

This powerful kalasa fell apart with the death of balbocao.

Several clansmen who led their Kass and zhuogo who were still loyal to their father launched a fierce fight to compete for the position of Cao according to the ancient tradition of the doslaks.

However, at the same time, two Cass escaped the scuffle. They didn't want their people to be involved in the cruel meat grinder.

Therefore, under the leadership of their respective Kou, the two KAS broke away from this kalasa and set out to return to the prairie overnight to form a new tribe with other KAS or join the command of other KAS.

As a result, drogo, the son of balbocao, became the only and living competitor for the position of Cao.

Several other leaders of CASS have been killed by drogo himself.

In the cruel tradition of the doslak people, failure has no choice but death.

Drogo personally killed all his competitors, reorganized the remnant left by his father and became drogo Cao.

A one night scuffle.

The once powerful kalasa has been fragmented and one in ten. However, drogo Cao did not hurry to leave pantos and returned to his hometown to find a place where there were no other CAOS, licking his wounds silently.

Instead, he led the newly integrated and broken kalasa to the north of pantos, as if he wanted to rob the andalos army to make up for the losses of last night.

However, when drogo Cao arrived here with his kalasa, he learned that viseris and andalos had left here last night.

Although the doslaks are a nation on horseback and come and go like the wind, they may be able to catch up with the andalos army even if they start to catch up now.

But drogo, who had just become Cao, finally gave up the idea of waving his army to continue the pursuit after some thinking.

Today, kalasa, left by his father, has tens of thousands of soldiers. After a night of cruel fighting, there are only more than 3000 soldiers left. Zhuogocao has less people in his hands than the little king.

And his kalasa just went through a night of fighting, and then made a long-distance attack to hunt down the strong andalos army of the other party

Although drogokao is confident in his morale and combat effectiveness, he also has to consider the problem of failure and loss.

If this war goes on without saying that there is a certain chance of victory, even if he wins, he will really become a light rod Cao.

Therefore, drogokao can only give up the idea of robbing andalos. Originally, he wanted to recover some losses by this raid

Sitting on an unusually strong black mane with exuberant hair, drogokao's eyes were deep.

His shoulders were still covered with bandages, and blood seeped out. This was the color he hung in the scuffle last night. Then the whip in his hand waved fiercely in the air.

Snap——

He drew out a blast of thunder directly, then turned his horse's head and roared in turbid and rough doslak language.

"Go home!"

The newly formed karasane burst into deafening cheers.

"Roar!"

Doslak's soldiers rode on horseback, holding aloft yarlak machetes, cheering and celebrating.

Doslak people generally do not have a home. Where they go is where they go, and what they call "home" is naturally to return to their hometown, the vast doslak sea prairie.

...

And after a while.

The army led by the little king set out overnight to return to andalos, and then finally saw the shadow of the city with simple walls.

Boom——

The gate of the castle opened.

Wesselis had just returned to the castle and unloaded his fittings. Before he even had time to take a hot bath, reneth and danilis rushed over.

"Brother, you're finally back!"

The girl with long brown hair pulled a little girl and broke directly into wesselis's bedroom.

At the moment, wesselis just took off his coat, his soft hair hung on the symmetrical muscle lines of his back, heard the voice behind him, slightly turned his head sideways, revealing the perfect facial lines of the lower face of the silver hair.

Wesselis doesn't look very strong, just a symmetrical figure, no big muscles, and even a little thin.

However, it was able to burst out a powerful force, which directly overturned Bessie from his horse, and his legs clamped the horse's stomach and upper body without shaking. This powerful core force is indeed enviable.

"Gee..."

The girl rushed in and saw wesselis changing clothes. Her face turned red inadvertently.

But still showed a disdainful expression.

"Reneth, I've told you several times."

"Who told you not to knock?"

Wesselis turned his back to reneth, then found a clean and tidy coat and put it on. Then he turned and looked at the girl behind him, and said in a calm voice.

"Well, I haven't seen it before. Why are you hiding?"

When reneth heard that wesselis began to preach her again, she pouted slightly.

Members of the tangorian family had many ill fates. After queen Leila died, wesselis and Renes lived together.

Even two people have to pull a smaller guy together, just like with their own daughter.

Reneth also grew up quickly in this process and took care of her younger aunt.

Because she didn't trust the servant to do it, reneth had to change her aunt's diaper, teach her to walk, talk, wipe her ass and dress herself.

While the two were talking, little danilis, who was held by Renes, wanted to stop talking several times.

Then he finally couldn't help but raise his little hand timidly and protested.

"Hey, reneth, he... He's my brother."

"Not your brother."