Chapter 114

Now they were blowing the night wind and smelling the smell in the air, using the bodies of a doslak and a war horse as a roadblock.

And dig some holes on the ground that are only the thickness of an ordinary arm... No, a little thicker than an arm, maybe only the size of a horse's calf.

Eh

The andar youth with messy hair blown by the wind stood on the land outside Ge DoHo, and more soldiers with him were doing the same work, that is, digging holes in the ground.

He felt as if he had vaguely understood the reason for his Majesty's order.

And at this time.

Step, step

A faint sound of horse hoofs came from far and near.

Mill's ears moved slightly, as if he heard something, and then took the lead in raising his head. He is worthy of being an old Youzi who escaped from death several times on the battlefield. Vigilance always comes first.

Far away.

On a dark wilderness, the young andalos soldiers could vaguely see that two men on war horses were approaching quickly by the faint moonlight.

"Who!"

Andalos soldiers who were digging holes nearby also found each other at this time. They became alert in an instant, put down their spades and pickaxes and pulled out their short swords around their waist.

"Stop!"

But when the soldiers in andalos were startled and highly nervous.

In the faint moonlight, they saw the other two doslaks who couldn't see their faces, and suddenly disappeared from their eyes.

"Huh?"

"Where has the man gone?"

Mill scratched his head slightly. He suspected that he was dazed. How could the two living people suddenly disappear? However, he turned his head and looked at the brothers around him. They seemed to have some doubts as well.

However, then they heard the painful whistling of the war horse and the voice they couldn't understand. It didn't sound like a good word, as if they were cursing something.

Some special situations suddenly appeared here, and soon attracted the soldiers holding torches in the rear.

"Torch!"

Mill held the helmet on his head, then took the torch from others, and a group of andalos soldiers drew their swords and carefully surrounded the place where the sound was made.

Then when I came near, I found two horses with broken legs and injured legs lying on the ground, whistling in pain.

And the master they carried on their backs was also firmly broken. At the moment, two doslaks with braids were sitting on the ground rubbing their heads.

"It's a doslak!"

The faces of andalos soldiers were instantly filled with anger and hatred. In the fierce battle during the day, I don't know how many paoze brothers died in the hands of the doslaks.

And among them, there are andars and loinas. Andars are better because they are far away and have hardly been attacked by doslaks.

However, the village of loina people is close to dachaohai, and many loina people have been attacked by these barbarians.

Even excluding the fighting during the day, there was a deep hatred in itself, and andalos soldiers turned red in the twinkling of an eye.

"It seems that they are here to spy!"

"Kill them!"

A group of andalos soldiers pulled out their short swords around their waist and immediately rushed to kill the two doslak spies.

Among the two doslakers, zogokao's blood League Wei Kesuo, has just been thrown seven meat and eight vegetables, and his brain is still a little dizzy.

He just rode a war horse and hummed a song. Unexpectedly, he suddenly fell into the pit.

Who can react?

Don't say it's him. Even drogokao has to fall and eat.

Before Corso could fully react, they were surrounded by a group of andalos with torches and weapons.

Although he couldn't understand what the other party was talking about, Corso was not a fool. He didn't seem to be saying anything good when he saw the other party's excited appearance.

Then the 'lambs' turned red and seemed to want to jump up and chew them alive.

Although Corso fell a little dizzy, he also excited his spirit at this time, quickly got up from the ground, pulled out his machete at his waist and looked like he would fight to the death.

however.

Just as a conflict was about to break out between the two sides, another doslak with cosso suddenly spoke in broken westlotton.

"Hey, stop!"

"We are the messengers of drogokao. Take us to you..."

The common language of the doslak sounded a little awkward, but the andalos soldiers present understood it.

The other party doesn't seem to know much about andalos, and doesn't know how to call the owner of andalos.

"Take me to your... Governor."

Finally, the doslaker blushed and his neck was thick. Finally, he understood what he thought was the right name.

However, although the andalos soldiers heard that the other party was the messenger and stopped, they couldn't help looking at each other when they heard that the other party was looking for the governor of andalos.

"Governor?"

"Where did we get the governor?"

Fortunately, however, mill understood each other's words and took the initiative to stand up at this time to solve the siege for the doslak interpreter.

"All right."

"It seems that these two messengers have come to negotiate with our king."

This is the real lifting of the misunderstanding.

Then Mir returned to ge DoHo's camp with the two dorslak messengers.

Just after a false alarm, the translation of the doslak is good. After all, he can barely understand what these andars and loynas say, and the mental pressure is not so great.

The blood League Wei Kesuo of zhuogo Cao is highly nervous, just like a frightened cat. He looks around vigilantly all the way. If there is a slight wind and grass, he will put his hand on the handle of the knife at his waist.

Not long after that, two dorslak messengers were brought into wesselis's camp.

The night is getting dark.

But the little king hasn't rested yet. His spirit is much stronger than others.

There is half a burning white wax on the table.

At the moment, he was in his camp, looking at the marching map on the table and thinking about the strategy to break the enemy, and on the surface, wesselis seemed to be staring at the map in a daze.

And at this time.

The guard outside the tent came in and whispered in wesselis's ear.

"Huh?"

The little king raised his head slightly, and a pair of lavender eyes glittered.

Then he looked down at the map on the table, meditated for a long time, and finally nodded.

"Let them in."