"Childe, you can't pursue it anymore! Otherwise, we will not be able to return to the Tulun River. Zhamu looked at the remnants of the Tubo army, who only had 700 people left, and frowned, the continuous pursuit has caused a lot of casualties to the remnants of the Tubo army, and the water source has been greatly consumed, so if this continues, I am afraid that they will also be wiped out in the desert.

On Qinling hesitated and said, "But the firearms supervisor is already at the end of the crossbow." ”

Seeing that victory is in sight, how can Qinling be willing to give up, he is very unwilling, but the current situation of the remnants of the Tibetan army is already very bad, not only the water source is about to run out, even the food is almost consumed, these days the remnants of the Tibetan army have begun to kill horses, but the desert is barren, the remnants of the Tibetan army can only eat raw horse meat for food, and the real insistence is the war horse, the Tibetan war horse only gnaws some grass in the oasis, and the rest depends on the forage supply.

This is not only the case with the remnants of the Tibetan army, but also with the firearms supervisor, but the firearms supervisor carries soybeans with plenty of heat, and the one person and two horses carried it at the beginning were relatively better.

Zamu persuaded: "We only need to get close to the Tulun River, first, we can get supplies first, and second, we only need to block the Mo family outside the Tulun River, which is enough to make the Mo family die in the desert." ”

On Qinling was unwilling to say: "I know how difficult the Mo family is to pester, I know how difficult it is for you, if I lose this opportunity, I am afraid that we will regret it for the rest of my life."

Zamu said calmly: "If you want to know if the Mo family is strong, you just need to wait for me to retreat and see if the firearms supervisor is chasing after me, and we will know." ”

On Qinling's heart was still moved, and nodded, if the Mo family went to find the water source immediately, it would definitely be the end of the road, if the Mo family continued to entangle with them, then I am afraid that the Mo family still had water.

The desire to survive made him no longer hesitate, so he ordered to turn the horse's head and go in the direction of Tulun River. After all, if he insists on going his own way, I am afraid that these hundreds of soldiers will also be buried in the yellow sand.

"I want to go, it's late!" In the distance, Morton couldn't help but smile when he saw the remnants of the Tibetan army retreating in the telescope.

With the method of condensation and water extraction, the firearms supervisor can hold out in the desert for a long time, and the remnants of the Tibetan army are destined to weaken day by day, and this battle is already doomed from the moment it enters the desert, but it only allows the Lun Qinling to find an oasis and survive for a while.

"Chase at any replacing water!" With a wave of his hand, Murton stretched out his hand to feed the Jueying under his crotch with water and bean feed, and chased the remnants of the Tibetan army on the yellow sand.

Other firearms warlords followed suit, and soon the relationship between the hunter and the prey was reversed again.

"Damn, how could there be water in the Mo family." When Qin Ling saw the firearms guards chasing not far away, he couldn't help but feel a sense of powerlessness.

He had obviously been entangled with Mo Jiazi again, and he was sure that Mo Jiazi had not found the oasis, but the water source of the firearms supervisor had not been exhausted and maintained a certain combat power.

On the other hand, the remnants of the Tibetan army have gradually exhausted their water sources and have gradually lost their combat effectiveness, and Tan Qinling has now clearly felt that the war horse under his crotch is weak, and in the sand, it is not conducive to the running of the war horse at all, and the marching speed has been greatly reduced.

The two armies one after the other, the remnants of the Tibetan army retreated in the direction of the Tulun River, while the firearms supervisor was entangled all the way to the sneak attack, just a few encounters, the firearms supervisor has caused great trauma to the remnants of the Tubo army who lack water, and now there are less than 500 people left, and its strength is almost the same as that of the firearms supervisor.

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"Childe, the water source of the firearms prison is really not exhausted, and most of our water source has been exhausted, and we must reach the Tulun River as soon as possible, otherwise we will be dragged to death in the desert by the Mo family." Zamu said solemnly. The Mo family tried to drag them in the desert, obviously they could still hold on, but the remnants of the Tibetan army could no longer hold on, if they continued like this, I am afraid that they would be wiped out in the desert.

"But I'm still at least two days away from the Tulun River." On Qinling said anxiously.

Because of the continuous entanglement of the firearms superintendent, the speed of the remnants of the Tubo army has been greatly reduced, coupled with the continuous fighting, the need for water has increased greatly, and the water of the remnants of the Tubo army has been exhausted, and the Tulun River is still far away.

"At present, there is only one way, the subordinates are willing to break off for the son, and the son will hurry to the Tulun River, which is now based on Khotan, and he will definitely not dare to offend Tubo, and he will definitely cover the child's withdrawal to Tubo." With a resolute face, Zamu handed the water bladder with only a little water left in his hand to Lun Qinling.

The other Tibetan soldiers did the same, and the remnants of the Tibetan army, which had only 500 people left, finally gathered a 50-man escort for the Qinling, and the other hundreds of people turned around without hesitation and rushed towards the pursuing firearms supervisor.

Looking at the resolute faces of the soldiers, Qin Ling couldn't help choking for a while, but he still held back, in this arid desert, it was a luxury to want to shed tears.

"Let's go!" With a wave of his hand, he urged the horse to go directly in the direction of the Tulun River, and behind him, there was a shout of killing.

"Dead tail survival?" When Merton saw the remnants of the Tibetan army charging towards him, he couldn't help but snort coldly, they had been entangled in the desert for too long, and it was time to end it.

"Steel crossbow three-stage shot!" With a wave of his hand, even if he was in the desert, the formation of the Tang army was still neat, and in an instant, crossbow arrows flew towards the remnants of the Tibetan army like a dense rain of arrows.

In this desert, the power of the cavalry was weakened to the extreme, coupled with the fatigue of men and horses, the speed was even slower, but the steel crossbow of the firearms supervisor was still sharp, and suddenly the remnants of the Tibetan army turned on their backs.

However, the remnants of the Tibetan army were extremely fierce, braving the rain of arrows and continuing to charge, intending to use the last of their strength to drag the firearms warden in the desert.

"Grenade!" As Merton drank again, an explosion rang out.

When the remnants of the Tibetan army and the firearms supervisors were in close arms, less than half of them were left, and they were soon surrounded and killed by the firearms supervisors.

"Plop!" Zha Mu, who had several swords in his body, fell heavily and fell to the ground with blank eyes, this time he was not lucky, but his heart was quiet, because at this moment, the Qin Ling should have fled far away.

"Young Master, on Qinling has escaped!" Zhang Mu said worriedly.

Morton couldn't help sneering when he heard this: "On Qinling's smart life was confused for a while, you were very wrong, and your mistake was that you shouldn't have fled for your life alone, stabbed the horse and drank blood, and continued to pursue Qinling." ”

The stinging horses here here drink blood, naturally not the war horses of the firearms supervisor, but the war horses that kill the remnants of the Tibetan army, the remnants of the Tibetan army are full of hundreds of war horses, even if there are war horses escaping on the battlefield, the firearms supervisor captures a full 200 horses, these 200 war horses are not like the Qinling Tomb sent them 200 pots of water?

The entire firearms supervisor cheered, although the horse blood was bloody, but for the firearms supervisor who was already hungry and thirsty, it was a rare thing to quench his thirst.

Soon, with the wailing of the Tibetan war horses, the entire firearms prison seemed to be reborn.

"Keep the pursuit!" Morton wiped the horse blood from the corner of his mouth and shouted,

Suddenly, the entire firearms superintendent immediately quickened its pace and headed in the direction of Tulun River, and this time it was definitely impossible to let the Qinling Tomb escape.