The shrill scream sounded over the people''s heads, and spread all over the vast dark wilderness with the cold wind at night.

    Warcraft - Warcraft is coming!

    "Warcraft! It''s Warcraft! They''re overhead!"

    I don''t know who shouted, and the originally fast-moving team was in chaos.

    "Raise your shield! Don''t run, don''t run! All round - ah!"

    Looking at the fleeing serfs, the knight who calmed down first immediately roared, but the loud cry made him the target of the ghost faced eagle in an instant!

    "Run, run!"

    Warcraft in the dark, knights on horseback disappear instantly, corpses falling from the sky, chaos, howling... The spreading fear makes the originally quiet and pleasant dark wilderness suddenly become a hell on earth.

    "Damn it, stop! Stop - ah!!"

    With a scream, another knight was caught in the air, and his cold armor could not resist the dagger like claws.

    The serfs were frightened. Fear made their blood flow. They couldn''t hear the orders of the Knights and just wanted to run for their lives. The clever guy runs with his shield on his head, and the frightened ones flee in panic, like a fleeing mouse eager to hide in a dark cave.

    The sudden attack completely caught Kiel green off guard.

    He was still thinking about whether the God of light, who had received his news in the territory, had sent a letter bird to verify the situation of telosi; If it has been proved that the plan to capture Lingfeng castle has failed, whether there is a new plan; If so, combined with the prisoners they captured tonight, is there a turning point in the war

    He is eager for victory, and the family is also eager for this victory. Therefore, even in a desperate situation, he still holds a glimmer of expectation.

    But the sudden attack of the ghost faced Eagle almost made him feel the cold as ice, and even nearly fell off his horse.

    "Dismount! Dismount quickly!" standing on the side of the horse, watching a knight who was constantly caught in the air by the ghost faced eagle, Kiel green shouted anxiously, "don''t worry about the serfs, everyone dismount immediately! Put out the fire extinguisher! Dismount immediately!"

    He knew that it must be the light of the torch that attracted Warcraft, and in this chaotic situation, the frightened serfs had already been frightened and could not organize at all. If you want to avoid the Warcraft overhead, you have to put out the torch and avoid quietly.

    Just as Kiel green was crying out, a huge dark figure suddenly rushed at him.

    "Sir, get away!" the guard shouted anxiously. Kiel green, who was prompted, couldn''t care to look up, loosened the reins in his hand and fell directly to the ground.

    "Hiss!"

    When the wind blew, the attacked horses screamed in panic, and Kiel green suddenly felt a sharp pain in his left leg.

    "Ah!"

    In a deep cry of pain, Kiel green endured the sharp pain and immediately rolled aside. He knew that his left leg was trampled by a horse''s hoof.

    "Come on! Come on!"

    The injured horse ran wildly, and the five guards on one side rushed forward immediately.

    "How are you, my lord? Are you hurt?"

    "Damn it, my leg! My leg!" was picked up by the knight, and Kiel green stared at his left leg with his eyes wide open.

    "My leg is broken!" grabbed the guard, and he shouted and ordered, "put me in the carriage, let others leave the serfs, and all get off the horse to escape. Come on! Go!"

    "Yes!"

    Five guards began to move, two dragged him into the carriage, and the three ran and ordered the knight to ride the horse.

    A moment later, all the Knights dismounted, stood quietly on the horses, looked vigilantly at the top of their heads, and all the returning serfs lay on the ground, holding their heads in their hands and motionless.

    Torches burned on the ground, and ghost faced Eagles flitted through the air. The originally chaotic wilderness became quiet. Serfs looked at the torches on one side, lying on the ground and climbing to the dark with hands and feet.

    The horse''s neighing came from time to time, and the knight''s scream sounded from time to time, but no one dared to act rashly, and no one dared to run away. Whether the knight or the serf, they all looked up at the dark sky and turned their eyes for fear that the Warcraft would suddenly jump on themselves.

    Time passed slowly in this almost frozen atmosphere until the shrill whistling of the ghost faced eagle was far away in the night sky, and the Knights began to move closer to Kiel green on the carriage.

    "My Lord."

    Looking at the worried people around him, Kiel green endured the pain of his left leg and ordered, "first summon the serfs, and then continue on the way."

    "Sir, we... Do we want to continue?" a vassal hesitated, and the rest looked at him in a melancholy way.

    "Nonsense!" Kiel green shouted angrily, forced himself up and said in great pain. "Tonight we must take each other''s men and horses and return to the camp before dawn. We have no other choice!"

    "But, but your legs..."

    "You can''t die with a broken leg, but we all have to die without food!" the only torch was held overhead. Under the light, Kiel Green''s face was painful and ferocious. "This is our only chance. As long as there are prisoners, we can return to the territory safely! I have sent a letter to the castle. The God of light and Prime Minister Flavi have known the situation here. Only with prisoners can we evacuate safely!"

    Looking at him who was almost crazy and paranoid, everyone hung their heads and remained silent.

    "Talk, why shut up!" yelled Kiel green.

    "My Lord," said one of the vassals carefully, "if this is the case, we may... Should turn to. The serfs are frightened and you are injured. I''m afraid it''s too late to rush now. If there is another war, we can''t return to the camp before dawn. In addition, even if we have prisoners, if the other party doesn''t pay attention, we also have no food."

    "My Lord, your injury also needs bachelor''s treatment..."

    "I don''t need it!" Kiel green was furious and looked at the silent guys in front of him. He drew his sword and cut.

    He knew that his left foot was useless, and the damn beast broke his bone. No one can cure such a wound!

    "That''s it! It''s it before the fight? Don''t you still shout for the end of the fight in the daytime!" he roared, regardless of whether it will attract the ghost faced Eagle again. "What should we say? The other party may be a team of 100 people, so we will throw away our weapons and wait to become prisoners one by one! What about your courage? What about your honor! Are we here? What will the nobles of the Kingdom say? How should those civilians and serfs laugh and talk? We will become the laughing stock of the kingdom!"

    Everyone was silent, their heads bowed one by one, and their morale was at a loss.

    They had planned to take the opportunity to attack the first army. As long as the war was won, the tustra family would become history. No one wants to be a prisoner and a laughing stock, but in such a difficult situation, they don''t see the slightest hope of winning.

    They came for profit. Honor is not as important as life.

    At the moment when Kiel green scolded and roared, in the night sky, he flew far away and led the eagles back quietly.

    ……