Wu Wanquan squatted on the ground and fucked Liang Huai, who was hammering, and said, "You traitors are still traitors. This kind of battle is really a sin! If the Indians wiped their necks directly, they wouldn't have to put out the bonfire on the ground. Isn't this waiting for us to shoot?" Liang Huai smiled and pulled out a crossbow arrow and squinted it quickly: "This is the last wave of volleys. Someone has already started to put out the bonfire. We should retreat, just hang them from a distance."

Wu Wanquan stared at his red eyes and said, "Don't kill it?! How satisfying!"

"It is difficult to hit much without a bonfire. If we kill all the war elephants, the Indians will lose a lot of burden. These war elephants need to be amazing every day."

Liang Huai's words made Wu Wanquan come to his senses, nodded and said, "We can't beat it too quickly. It's better to slowly drag the Indians to avoid being beaten."

Liang Huai smiled: "It's all in the woods. It will take at least three days to pass through the woods. After leaving the woods, there will be a flat plain. Unless Naepolo is a fool, they will die when we bite behind them."

"We want to drag Yeporo to death?"

"That's it!"

Wu Wanquan and Liang Huai smiled badly. At the moment, Tianzhu was powerless to turn the world around, and Yeporo's fate was about to come to an end. Nearly one million people disappeared outside the city after evacuating from Qunu City.

This is not his tactic of breaking up Yepolo into pieces, but the Indians have lost their determination to fight, and nearly one million people fled in scattered and unwilling to turn back and fight the Song army, but their disappearance directly also means giving up following Yepolo.

This war actually ended the rule of the Polo dynasty in India, but Nayepolo, as the emperor, was still surviving.

The Tengchong army kept biting the remaining defeated generals of the Indians like maggots. Nabolo also spent every day in horror. More than 30,000 elite Indians had been damaged by nearly half.

There are only a few more than 10,000 people who still have combat power. The more than 10,000 people are simply a huge burden to move through the huge dense forest.

Not only did they expose their targets, but they also needed to hunt more food. They had eaten the food they brought out, but more of it was lost on the road.

When facing the fierce and fierce Song army, the Indians wanted to install hot wheels under their feet. The first thing they did when they took the enemy was not to fight to the death, but to run for their lives.

The Indians who turned around and fled became the best targets for the Song army. The crossbow arrows were shot and they often took away many lives. The Indians could only pray that the Song army's crossbow arrows would not hit them.

The result of this was that the Indians suffered heavy losses. At present, more than 10,000 people were living a life of being in danger and being hunted by the Song army.

Compared with other troops who are accustomed to the climate of India, the Tengchong Army is more accustomed to marching in dense forests. The reason is very simple. These people have been stationed on Yunnan Road for a long time and have long been used to the mountainous and dense terrain of Yunnan.

Even if you enter Tianzhu, it will have no effect. After all, although the climate in Tianzhu is a little hotter than that in Yunnan, the terrain is not more complicated than that in Yunnan.

At this time, Nayepolo led the remaining elites to travel through the dense forest quickly. They wanted to leave the dense forest as soon as possible. Although the combat power of the Song army may be improved on the plains, they were even more terrifying in the dense forest.

It is not because the Song army's strong combat power, but because of their secrets of coming and going without a trace, and the ruthlessness of suddenly appearing and taking away people's lives at some point, the nervous Indians are about to collapse.

In fact, the collapse had begun, and the Indians kept yelling in the dense forest and rushing deeper. They were in a panic and lost their way.

The anxiety and excellence in their hearts made them lose their minimum rationality. Such people kept appearing and dying, constantly destroying the momentum of the Indians, and constantly torture the remaining people.

Gradually, a little movement would make the army restless. A group of high castes surrounded them, and they had no choice but to follow Jepolo.

The wealth they accumulated over several generations was in the hands of Yepolo, and now only by following Yepolo can we get back what belongs to us.

If this emperor hadn't been needed, they would have abandoned him long ago.

But even so, these high castes still complained about Najepolo in their hearts, and after these panic, they had already begun to speak out what they didn't dare to say normally.

"Now Yepolo is taking us into the Jedi. If we continue like this, we will be completely wiped out by the Song army before we leave the Hakona Forest!"

"He hid our wealth, and we can only follow him to get the gold back, but if we are caught up by the Song army, we will never have a chance."

"Singer is his canine. Singer has the most elite army in his hands, and we have no chance to get close to Yepolo and have no chance to get protection!"

The conversations of several people were full of injustice to the current treatment. As high castes, they have always been the targets of the emperor to win over, but now, all high castes are excluded from Singh's protection circle.

They had not been threatened with death, and now they have begun to lose their troops and generals. The sixth brother's nobles of the high caste were shot and killed by the Song army.

The troops following the emperor would not help the high caste at all. They just followed the emperor to escape, rather than protecting the emperor.

Everyone knows this. Only Singer's Guards are the power in the hands of the emperor. Needless to say, these people are loyal to the emperor, and they have the least number of people they have lost.

Unlike the dissatisfaction of the higher caste, people of the lower caste have no idea at all. They will not doubt why the emperor did not come to protect themselves, and they will not express any dissatisfaction.

For them, as long as they can escape from this terrifying place, the power of the Song army is not something they can fight against, the nobles of the high caste are superior, and the emperor is safe...

The screams in the distance sounded again, and the team of Tianzhu fell into panic again. The sound of footsteps slowly sounded in the deep dense forest, from few to more, and the sound of broken branches kept ringing, and the originally quiet forest became noisy in an instant.

However, this noisy contrasts with a different kind of quietness. Although the Song army has a large number, no word has been heard. The quiet and silent appearance is more shocking than shouting for killing.

A Song army soldier in armor slowly moved forward and cut off the branches on the edge. The silver-white luster of the horizontal knife reflected a dazzling light under the mottled sunlight.

One, two, three... Countless Song soldiers appeared around like ghosts, just like the army of Heavenly Zhu has been surrounded by the Song army.........
Chapter completed!