"Run! Run!"

Huh-Huh-Huh-

Karl Yamal didn’t know how long he had been running, or whether he had escaped the barbarian cavalry’s search range, he only knew that his legs were almost scrapped, his lungs would explode at any time, and he ran forward again. After a few meters, he held the tree trunk with his hands, breathing heavily. A few minutes later, he dared to look back in the direction of his escape, and found that there was no trace of chasing soldiers, and he was relieved and sat limp on the ground.

"Hoo-hoo-hoo -"

After resting for more than ten minutes, feeling his legs recovered a bit, he stood up slowly while supporting the trunk of the tree. He looked at the direction behind him and made sure that there was no chasing soldiers before he stepped forward. When he stepped forward, he heard a rustling sound from the bushes behind him. He was startled, and subconsciously pulled out the flintlock pistol inserted at his waist, and pointed it in the direction of the sound-fortunately, when he was escaping from A hapless dead officer picked up this pistol, otherwise he would have to use a poor dagger to fend off the enemy.

"Who, come out!" he asked sharply.

"I, it's me, don't shoot!" As soon as he finished his words, he saw a soldier covered in blood coming out of the bushes. He raised his hands above his head and signaled to Karl that he had no weapons.

Seeing that the opponent was his own soldier, Carl let out a sigh of relief, slowly put down his pistol, and asked the person who came: "What is your name and which unit are you from?"

"Poker Scherbet, the second company platoon of the fourth brigade of the first regiment." The man introduced himself, and Carl found no obvious wounds on his body, and the blood on his body should not belong to him.

"Karl Yamal, a large group of second company platoons." Carl said while inserting the flintlock pistol back to his waist, and then he asked: "How did you escape?"

"Before I joined the army, I was a messenger specializing in sending letters to people. The endurance and speed were better than them, so I managed to escape." Polk replied, "What about you?"

"Me? I'm almost like you, I also survived by running fast." Carl's words were a bit bitter, and the army of great achievements was wiped out, and these people would definitely be tied to the pillar of shame.

"Oh." Listening to Karl's words, Polk didn't doubt that he was there. He walked a few steps forward and said at the same time: "Come on. When I came, I saw a few barbarian cavalry chasing a group of ruined soldiers. It's best to take advantage of it. Leaving here now, maybe we can find the second group and join them."

He walked a few steps forward, but didn't see Karl following him. He looked back suspiciously and found that Karl hadn't moved. He asked: "What's wrong with you? At this time, we should unite rather than go it alone."

"I know, Scherbet." Karl said in a deep voice. He turned his head, his eyes met Polk's puzzled gaze, and said: "I'm going to save the broken army."

Hearing this, Polk was shocked, and he cried out, "Are you crazy?"

"No, I'm not crazy." Carl said appreciatively, "I am Stozzi's adjutant, at least before. I have an obligation to correct his mistakes and save the soldiers."

"What? Adjutant?" Polk was dumbfounded, and then he suddenly remembered that the adjutant who was replaced by Stozzi seemed to be Karl Yamal. He once listened to the discussion between the commander of his brigade and several officers. pass.

Carl didn’t care about Polk’s reaction. He pulled out his leg and ran towards Polk’s direction, hoping to arrive before the team was slaughtered. Seeing his leaving back, Polk gritted his teeth and kicked his feet. , Still followed up. Seeing him following up, Carl couldn't help slowing down and asked in confusion, "How did you keep up?"

"I can't abandon my comrade-in-arms, sir."

"I am not your sergeant, I am just like you, but a private soldier." Carl corrected.

"No, in my heart, you are my commander." Polk replied. Seeing his sincere gaze, Karl did not continue to correct him. He nodded and said: "Then let's go, Pvt. Sherbet ."

"Yes, sir."

...

"Damn barbarian, run!"

Thump thump ——

Stepping on the stream that stretched over his knees, Ido yelled, while desperately speeding up his feet, but his running speed was greatly reduced by being in the stream, and the strength he needed to consume was also much deeper.

He did not dare to stop, nor did he dare to be distracted, because behind him were four barbarians riding war horses. Although their team had a total of nine soldiers, each of them had at most one small dagger. Some people are even unarmed, how can they have the courage to turn their heads and resist those heavily armed barbarians.

He regretted that he had thrown away all the weapons on his body before leaving only a small dagger. He knew that this would happen, so he should pick up a knife or sword from the battlefield to defend himself and take away the heavy flintlock gun. It is unrealistic, because then he will be caught up and chopped before he runs a few meters.

In fact, he is now on the verge of being slashed. If the cavalry behind him hadn't teased them like cats and mice, he would have been in a different place before he even got here.

At this moment, the unpleasant savage words of the barbarian cavalry came from behind his ears. Before Ido could react, he felt a cold wind blowing behind him. His heart was shocked, and he just wanted to dodge, but his feet were caught. A stone tripped and fell into the stream with an exclamation. The moment he fell into the water, he heard only a familiar gunshot, and the barbarian cavalry behind him fell off his horse and splashed with water.

The sudden change caused everyone to stop their movements and cast their eyes to the direction where the sound was sounding. It turned out that it was Karl Yamal who arrived in time!

"Run!" Carl yelled to the stunned soldiers~lightnovelpub.net~ and then turned and fled back to the woods. The soldiers responded quickly after hearing the words and continued to run forward, leaving only three of them. The barbarian cavalry angrily cursed a few words in barbaric language, and then the soldiers divided into two groups, one went to chase Karl, and the other two continued to chase and kill the ruined soldiers. Seeing that the barbarian cavalry was divided, Karl showed a scheming smile, but he did not let the enemy see it, but ran towards the depths of the woods.

Edo, who was still lying in the water, saw this scene completely. He saw two barbarian cavalry who thought they were dead and did not take care of themselves, and gritted their teeth. When they rode their horses past him, Edo violently violently , Pulled a barbarian cavalry off the horse, and was caught off guard that the head of the cavalry was heavily hit on the rocks in the water. Before uttering a scream, the whole person passed out, and Ido picked it up. He picked up the scimitar in his hand and threw it at him before the other cavalry could react. In a short distance, the sharp scimitar pierced the barbarian cavalry's back accurately. It was actually completed by one person in a short time. kill!

On the other side, Carl, who was still enticing the barbarian cavalry to pursue, finally led the opponent behind the trap that had already been set. Just when the barbarian cavalry’s attention was all on Carl, a long stick was slammed out of the bushes on the side. The barbarian cavalry who was caught off guard was swept down heavily and fell to the ground. He fell to the ground. Before he got up from the ground, Karl and Polk who rushed out rushed up and subdued him.