After the pursuers of the 3rd and 5th regiments had chased for several miles, the thousand-plus vanguards suddenly stopped.

Two or three hundred steps ahead of them, there was a bare mound of earth about twenty cubits high. There were many mounds like this in this area, but the one the vanguard of the pursuers saw was by no means ordinary.

On the top of the slope stood two rows of torches more than one person tall, with about ten torches in each row. The flames flickering in the breeze dyed the entire hilltop a golden red.

There was a rider standing in this golden and red scene, riding a white horse, with dark brown leather armor and a deep red cloak. Neither the rider nor the horse moved, the man and the horse were like sculptures.

The appearance of this rider was very abrupt, but everyone who saw it suddenly had a feeling that it seemed as if this rider had been standing there since time immemorial, and should have been standing there...

After a while, most of the pursuers arrived, and their leader, Kwell, rode his horse towards the vanguard and asked, "Why did you stop?"

"General Kwell, look at the rider ahead, they are quite strange." The vanguard general Reido quickly pointed it out to Kwell.

Kwell narrowed his eyes, took out a telescope and took a look, then frowned. "What a cunning bullshit! It's just a woman. It must have been made by those cowards who escaped to make you cowards stop in your tracks. Why don't you chase her quickly!"

"Please wait a moment, General Kvir," Reido said hurriedly. "I really feel this is very strange. And General, you see, her posture and demeanor are not like that of an ordinary woman. Her position also seems to have a deep meaning. And, she may not be the enemy. You see, her armor is very different from the regular Assyrian style. Most importantly, she didn't hide or give way when she saw us coming. General, don't you think this is a bit strange?"

“Isn’t it different from the usual Assyrian style?” Kvir raised the telescope again and took another look. He nodded slightly, thought for a moment, and said to Reydu, “Since she is riding alone there, Reydu, do you dare to go up and ask?”

"I will follow your orders, General. Please wait a moment, I will take ten riders to investigate, so as not to delay and lose track of the enemy," said Reydo.

"Good to know." Kwell nodded, turned his head and said to the messenger, "The front team should rest where they are and wait for the rear team. Also, go and urge the rear team to follow closely."

After a while, Leydo and the ten riders arrived in front of the hill.

The closer he was, the more carefully he looked, and as he looked, Reydo's heartbeat suddenly quickened, because the other person's maturity and beauty were the only ones he had ever seen in his life.

But he was still very cautious and stopped his horse about thirty steps away from the cavalry. The ten riders who followed him dispersed and protected him.

“May I ask where you are from? What is your name?” Reydo shouted.

Hearing his shout, the horse snorted softly, but the person on the horse remained motionless like a sculpture.

After hesitating for a moment, Reydu rode his horse forward a dozen steps, reined in his horse again, and raised his voice a little more: "Excuse me, where are you from? What is your name?"

The woman raised a smile, raised her arm and waved at Leidu.

For some reason, Reydo's heart suddenly moved. Although he had experienced many romantic experiences in his forty years, it was at this moment that he realized that charm and heroism can not only coexist, but this combination can also bring out a different kind of charm.

Reydo rode his horse to the hill and smiled as he looked up at his big, bearded face. "Excuse me, beautiful knight. Where are you from? What's your name?"

The woman smiled and answered, "My name is Inr, Inr Shuman."

"Inrxiuman?" Leidu was stunned. He had some impression of this name, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it for a moment. After thinking for a while and making sure he had no clue, he was about to ask again when the horse the woman was riding suddenly jumped forward and jumped down directly.

What is she going to do? Leidu was shocked. Although the hill was only about twenty cubits high, jumping down like this would be a test of riding skills and horses. The most important thing was, what was the other party's intention?

When he saw the scarlet cape that suddenly spread out like the wind, Reydo was suddenly in a trance, because he felt that she was so beautiful when she leaped down on the horse...

"A cold light flashed out from the woman's hand without any warning. After a light "puff" sound, Reydo felt a pain in his neck and subconsciously touched it. His palm happened to meet the flying blood mist.

“Tongtongtongtongtong!”—The moment he fell off his horse, Reydo heard a series of roars…

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After the two hunters each shot four crossbow arrows with bomb arrows, the camp of the Baidun Pass Army was in complete chaos. However, despite the chaos, they had not forgotten their duties, so more soldiers rushed to the general's tent from other tents and sentry posts and surrounded the tent.

Wu Lai was naturally happy to see this. Originally, he wanted to use the trick of capturing the leader first tonight, but he didn't expect that not only the number of enemies exceeded his imagination, but their defense mode also made it impossible for him to "start".

Naturally, Wu Lai would not let his trip go in vain. Since there was no hope of capturing them, he might as well harass them. Although the number of bombs, crossbows and mortar shells he brought was pitifully small, as long as they were used properly, it would not be a problem to harvest a few more lives. What's more, he also brought his gun.

Taking advantage of the chaos in the enemy camp, Wu Lai led Banlang and his men to approach the enemy camp for a distance. To be more precise, they came to the outside of the fence on the west side of the enemy camp. Because the camp gate was facing north and south, this large area, like the east side, was where the soldiers' tents were located. And because there were relatively open grasslands on both sides, only three wooden towers nearly thirty cubits high were set up as observation posts to monitor the large grassland.

Now, there is a sentry on each of the three observation towers, but the chaos in the camp has obviously distracted their attention. However, even if this is not the case, this kind of surveillance can only deal with those inferior guys, and it is not yet advanced enough to detect the traces of Wu Lai and others.

"Swish, swish, swish" - three short crossbows flew up to the observation tower in an instant, and the three sentries fell to the ground without even having time to scream, because the arrows that hit them were smeared with a strong anesthetic prepared by MacArthur, which was effective when it came into contact with blood and had been proven to be effective. Not to mention a person, even a strong bull would fall down after being hit by an arrow.

It is worth mentioning that the anesthetic developed by MacArthur has too many side effects, so Wu Lai did not dare to promote it for medical use right now. However, there are not so many taboos when using it against enemies.

Wu Lai, Banlang and another special forces soldier climbed up an observation tower respectively. Then, Banlang and the special forces soldier each set up a Hunter, while Wu Lai opened the gun box and took out the gun...

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Hu Lie was getting angry in the general's tent.

"Since the enemy is attacking our camp, we should find where the enemy is and rush over to kill them! This is the duty of a soldier. How can you all run into my tent?" Hu Lie said angrily while tying the straps of his helmet.

"General Hu Lie, the enemy is firing and everyone is worried about your safety." A deputy general said quickly.

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"Since you know the enemy is firing, then find out where the enemy's artillery is immediately. Do I need to remind you of all this?" Hu Lie waved his arms and shouted, and suddenly he was stunned. Fire? Did the enemy bypass Little John? Did they rush over directly?

It would have been fine if he hadn't had this thought, but as soon as he had it, Hu Lie actually became a little panicked. If there really were enemy troops bypassing Little John and running here to fire, it seemed to mean that Little John was also in trouble.

"Reporting to the general, the enemy has been silent after firing a few shots. We have just gathered our men and are counting the casualties. In my opinion, we should keep our troops in place and wait until the enemy makes some movement." said another deputy general.

"Just sit there and wait for the enemy to aim their guns at you, okay?" Hu Lie slammed his right palm hard on the table. "All of you, take your soldiers with you and go out of the camp to look for the enemy, immediately!"

All the lieutenants and generals bowed and took their leave hastily. Although they did not say it, they were all unhappy in their hearts. They thought that the enemy had brought in artillery, so there must be a lot of people. If it were not for you, General Hu Lie, who built up momentum and took credit for little John, the camp would not have had so few troops.

"These cowardly fellows..." Hu Lie cursed in a low voice, and then spread out the sheepskin map on the table. In his impression, there was really no place suitable for setting up artillery within hundreds of steps around the camp.

As soon as Hu Lie's right hand landed on the map, he felt his head being hit hard by something like a big stick. His neck suddenly bent with a crisp cracking sound. At the moment when the pain and dizziness disappeared at the same time, Hu Lie's body involuntarily fell to one side. Just when he subconsciously reached out to grab the side of the table, his chest suddenly hurt again, and then he fell heavily to the ground.

"General! General!" The two guards standing guard at the entrance of the tent realized something was wrong. They rushed to Hu Lie and squatted down to take a look. They saw the pool of blood under Hu Lie's head that was spreading faster and faster, and the bloodstains that continued to spread on his leather armor on his chest.

At the same time, Wu Lai was quickly putting the gun back into the gun box...

After a while, Wu Lai retreated with Banlang and others. The guy he was able to kill was the highest commander in the camp at the moment - the lights in the tent projected everything this guy did inside onto the tent. Although sniping through shadows at such a long distance is a very demanding task for snipers, Wu Lai just happened to have this specialty.

Before retreating, Banlang and another special forces soldier fired the last two crossbow arrows with explosive tips into the crowd outside Hu Lie's tent...

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When a ray of dawn flashed from the end of the sky, Little John walked down the observation tower with a frown.

The fierce battle was over, and most of the surviving soldiers of Little John's army sat silently on the battlefield that had been turned into a purgatory by corpses and pools of blood. Beside them were broken bodies and arms, torches that still emitted wisps of green smoke, tattered armor, and broken weapons...

The battle last night was chaotic. From the moment the artillery fire and oil bags crashed into the Assyrian Army and the Haig Army, chaos was doomed - when the Assyrian Army and the Haig Army were fighting and approaching the Little John Army, the Little John Army immediately joined the battle. In the end, the three parties involved in the war were caught in a hand-to-hand fight where they could not distinguish between friend and foe. People fell down every moment, and many soldiers' slashing and stabbing became subconscious actions, because in such a situation, no one knew when they would fall, but they all knew that they would only be safe if there were no people around them.

Now, the living were obviously safe, but no one wanted to celebrate the victory. They were obviously very tired, but no one dared to fall asleep, because just now, a strong wind suddenly blew over the battlefield. It seemed to come from the sky, and it seemed to come from a distant valley. The wind was blowing, and it seemed to be echoing a heart-wrenching song. The sobbing sounded like crying, but if you listened more carefully, you could hear that it was actually the roar of thousands of injured beasts. They seemed to be venting their resentment, and they seemed to be accusing the gods...

Little John walked into the battlefield, stepping on the scorched earth and blood, one foot high and one foot low. The tragic scene on the battlefield made him extremely frightened - even though he had killed people before, even though he could be cruel enough to point the muzzle of the gun at friendly forces, he was still afraid when he saw the corpses all over the ground.

So, when the soldiers turned their heads at the same time to look at Little John who was passing by, they saw a face as pale as their own.

At the same time, more than a dozen soldiers from the Fourth Regiment were carrying two stretchers made of javelins and shields, running by a stream more than ten miles away from the battlefield, heading towards the city of Samidaya...