Proud Sword withdrew.

Looking back at the devastated camp, Proud Sword whipped his mount fiercely and rode his horse to the front of the group. This is the only horse left, if it weren't for the fact that it was the mount of his lord, it happened to be tied to the edge of the main tent and washed, and it would have to be served by Lu Yao. Two hundred wounded soldiers were full of sorrow, escorting the grain and grass that had been snatched out of the fire and embarked on the return journey.

After all, the snow stepping black horse is a spirit beast, and it knows the truth of getting out as soon as possible. This gave Aojian a chance to lead people to extinguish the fire in the back camp. It's just limited to the size of the camp, and the grain and grass are all piled together. Lu Yao's fire burned more than 80 percent of the grain and grass.

"Don't let your sister's fall into my hands." Proud Sword rode in front of the group, thinking fiercely. This time he suffered a big loss. The snow tread was not caught, but more than 80 percent of the grain and grass were lost. The whole army was basically wounded, and more than a dozen seriously injured were carried on stretchers, but fortunately they were all Pu Dao soldiers.

At this time, a group of men and horses suddenly came out of the side forest. Zhao Yun took the lead, led thirty horsemen to cut off the team like a sharp knife, and rushed into the chaotic porridge team.

"Array."

Proud Sword hurriedly launched the formation. Unexpectedly, just after launching the formation, without waiting for the soldiers to form a formation, Zhao Yun waved his gentian spear and led the army out of the battle group, and soon ran away without a trace.

"Grass!" Proud Sword was so angry that he burst into a foul mouth.

Last night, after taking stock of the losses, all sixty cavalry brought in were gone. Sixty horses were taken away by Lu Yao. Now there is a whole infantry lineup, where can I catch up with the cavalry led by Zhao Yun.

Losses were soon reported. Proud Sword was about to explode. Zhao Yun's sneak attack this time did not achieve much success. Only a dozen or so were wounded, and no one was killed. But the three remaining truckloads of grain and grass were knocked to the ground. In the scuffle, the horses were trampled on, and the grain and grass were gone with the soil. Now there are only a few hundred units of grain and grass left after collecting.

Worse.

Ao Jian only knew that there was no word at this moment that could describe the current situation better than this idiom. He was not stupid, and knew that Lu Yao was planning to exhaust his food and grass and let the morale of the whole army drop to freezing. When the time comes, you can easily annex your own team.

"Pick up the pace." Proud Sword immediately ordered that he only want to return to the territory before the entire army is destroyed.

……

"Lord, fortunately not dishonored."

Zhao Yun led the team back, and hugged Lu Yao who came forward with joy. This time, the sneak attack of the thirty horsemen was successful, and only two people were slightly injured. It was caused by accidentally falling off the horse while running away at the end. However, the other party was destroyed almost all the grain and grass, which can be said to have laid the final victory.

"Very well, go and rest first." Lu Yao praised it.

followed all the way, and at noon, the whole army buried the pot and cooked a good meal. Then Zhao Yun led the team to set off again. Lu Yao's arrangement is simple. Don't ask to kill the enemy, just to protect yourself and drag the other party's footsteps. He escorted the grain and grass to the baggage.

Then the tragedy of the sword came.

Zhao Yun strictly obeyed Lu Yao's orders, and appeared and disappeared like a ghost. The timing is good, lead the team to charge and kill. The timing is not good, and it sticks to the team of the proud sword like kraft candy.

Proud Sword hated this kind of spineless, bloodless battle. Let's fight, the whole army is ready. People don't play with you anymore. Don't fight, people suddenly roared and rushed up to make you [desire] immortal [desire] death. At the end of the day, the whole army could not get out of twenty miles, and they were as tired as dogs, more tired than a rapid march of fifty or sixty miles.

As night fell, Proud Sword had no choice but to set up camp. It's not that he doesn't want to run away at night. Night is the world of beasts. The barren land of Zhuya Prefecture is full of fierce beasts. At night, no matter how many people could not stop the beasts, they could not see their fingers.

"Damn." Proud Sword was very suspicious that if it weren't for the game, I'm afraid my hair would be gray by now. The situation now leaves him helpless. It's not defensive, it's not defensive. Of course, there is no way to break the game. As long as he is willing to give up his troops as bait, he may not be able to escape back to the territory alone or with a small number of people.

But these soldiers are his lifeblood.

The sword is entangled. He was reluctant to let these battle-hardened veterans be, and he was even more afraid that if he fled alone, he would be easily cut off by Zhao Yun. It would take at least a few days for the player to return to the territory once he hung up, and he couldn't make up his mind.

The soldiers also sat around the campfire with trepidation on their faces. The whole camp fell into an atmosphere of panic. The few hundred units of grain and grass that were left were gone in one fell swoop. Although the cavalry did not have horses, they also consumed a fixed amount of grain and grass. Without food and grass, the morale of the whole army plummeted to freezing point.

The next day, when the sky was just dawning, Ao Jian immediately led the team to set off. But he didn't expect that he would get up early, and the lonely boat was even more ferocious, so he arranged for Zhao Yun to lead the team around the front to ambush early. After marching less than five miles, Zhao Yun attacked one by one, seriously wounded half of the whole army, and hung more than 20 people, leaving only one cavalry on the other side.

Seeing Zhao Yun lead the team to leave calmly for dinner, Ao Jian had to reorganize the whole army and speed up the pace. By noon, he was even more desperate. Zhao Yun had nothing to do when he was full, so he ran a lap in advance, and was shocked that there were only a few little sparrows left within a few miles of this fairly smooth mountain road. Hearing the sound of sparrows, the soldiers' eyes turned green.

I'm hungry.

Make a detour...... Proud Sword only held out for a moment before he had to give up on the idea. This mountain road is the most suitable road for marching within a radius of several tens of miles. It was not impossible to take a detour, but with these hungry soldiers whose eyes were green over the mountains, he even saw the terrible scene of the whole army mutiny. NPCs will not be stupid to follow the player, and will mutiny when it is time to mutiny, without ambiguity.

Hit the trick again.

Proud Sword was extremely remorseful. Knowing that today, it is better to give up stepping on the snow and go all out to rescue the grain and grass. One wrong step and you lose the whole game. He only hated himself for overestimating his own strength and underestimating the insidious shamelessness of Lone Boat.

"Your sister doesn't believe it, and you'll chase you tomorrow." Proud Sword thought hatefully.

Early the next morning, the sword was not drawn as early as yesterday. He thought that the grain and grass that Lu Yao brought was just like that, plus the sixty horses that had just been seized, the grain and grass were even tighter. Now it's cool, what should I do on the return trip? An accident is your own end.

The proud sword is very incentive, and all kinds of rewards are sprinkled without money, which barely raises morale. The team started again. As soon as he walked out of the two miles, Zhao Yun led the team to kill, and still ran to brush up on his daily life. The morale of the whole army, which had been raised with great difficulty, was suddenly lost. When Zhao Yun was satisfied and led the team to retreat, after taking stock, the number of casualties of your sister was very few. There were about a dozen soldiers who fled.

I endure.

Aojian silently reminded himself that he was in a hurry. Another day passed. Zhao Yun's frequent harassment made him anxious. A third of the army fled in the chaos. Fortunately, it was already nightfall, and I could finally catch my breath.

"It has been scientifically proven that you can live a week or more without food, but you can only survive three days without water. Now we have water ...... here," Ao Jian pointed to a small pool not far away, patiently popularizing science to the soldiers. He only hated the system now for being set too realistically.

At this time, there was a neighing of the horse, and Ao Jian looked at it in astonishment. I saw that the snow crow didn't know when to walk to the small pool where the groundwater seeped out, and the horse's tail was cocked, and it was a big bubble. A foul stench then spread, and you could smell it even from a distance of nearly twenty meters.

"I ...... Day. "Proud Sword exploded. The lumps of floating excrement on the surface of the water, oily, are sick to your stomach just by looking at them, let alone drinking.

Treading the snow and completing the divine mending knife, he ran away with a happy snort. The pace is very elegant, like an aristocratic trip. Proud Sword clearly saw that this beast deliberately turned around and grinned, revealing that good white teeth.

"I ...... Sub-Olympic. "Proud Sword's strength to get angry is gone. Now there is no need to think about giving up the car and giving up these veterans. Look at the morale right now, it's ridiculously low. He saw that almost everyone had the intention of running away.

Five days, a journey that would have taken only three days to complete, took five days for Proud Sword. This is also thanks to the continuous attack and harassment led by Zhao Yun, which caused 90% of the soldiers to flee halfway. A few people traveled lightly and simply, only two days slower than usual.

Seeing the familiar village, the gray-faced Proud Sword was so excited that he was about to cry, and he screamed and pounced. I don't want Zhao Yun to lead the team to appear again at this time.

Zhao Zilong, the white horse and silver gun that once swept thousands of girls, is gone. Zhao Yun was also discouraged, and his silver armor was no longer as shiny as it used to be, like a refugee. The original thirty horsemen under his command are now only a dozen or so. There weren't a few attacks on the proud sword, but when they set up an ambush in front of them, they were killed by poisonous snakes and beasts.

"Where do the thieves escape!" Zhao Yun shouted, and chased after him with a gun.

Ao Jian was a pee tremor on the spot, and hurriedly rode his horse towards the entrance of the village. Helplessly, he couldn't bear the war horse when he sat down, so he was so anxious that he waved his horsewhip frequently.

"It's coming, it's coming." Ao Jian saw that the gate of the village was getting closer and closer, and more than 30 Pu sword soldiers stationed at the entrance of the village were rushing out, and the excited and arrogant laugh at that time: "There is a kind of ...... again" The clamor stopped abruptly. Proud Sword suddenly thought of an extremely bad idea.

Zhao Yun can obviously catch up easily, but Mao didn't launch his full force until this moment?

"Silver Dragon Break!"

The last thing Ao Jian heard was Zhao Yunzhong's angry shout, and then he felt that his whole person was flying, and then his eyes went dark, and when he regained his vision, he found that he had arrived at the Hall of Reincarnation.

"Kill!" Zhao Yun dropped his sword in a certain second, opened a way by the way, and immediately rushed into the enemy group with a spear.

The proud sword was seconded, and the morale of the Pu sword soldiers at the entrance of the village plummeted to the freezing point. Zhao Yun galloped on his horse, the silver spear flew up and down, and the cold light of the Dao Dao killed him, killing a group of Pu Dao soldiers and retreating. After a dozen breaths, more than a dozen horsemen arrived behind, and Zhao Yun led the team to break through the village entrance in one fell swoop, abandoning the remnants of the soldiers who fled for their lives, and killed all the way to the lord's mansion.

With a bang, the gate was smashed by the white dragon foal. Zhao Yun didn't wait for the white dragon horse to stop, immediately turned over and dismounted, and directly attacked the lord's stone tablet with one shot. After a while, the system announcement suddenly appeared.

"Congratulations to a player for destroying the Lord Stele, and the level 3 village is proud of the world and the village has been removed from the list."

The system was announced three times in a row, and the players were shocked again.