Rise of the Empire Total War

"Run! Run!"

Whoops—whoops—whoops—

Karl Yamal didn't know how long he had been running, and he didn't know if he had escaped the hunting range of the barbarian cavalry. He only knew that his legs were about to fail, and his lungs would explode at any moment. He ran forward again After a few meters, he supported the trunk with his hands, panting heavily. A few minutes later, he dared to turn his head to look in the direction he was running away from, only to find that there were no traces of the pursuers, he was relieved, and sat limply on the ground.

"Hoo-hoo-hoo-"

After resting for more than ten minutes, feeling that his legs had recovered a bit, he slowly stood up while supporting the tree trunk, looked at the direction behind him and made sure that there were no pursuers before he stepped forward, but he hadn't walked out a few steps. He was startled, and subconsciously pulled out the flintlock pistol stuck in his waist, and pointed it at the direction of the sound—so that when he was fleeing for his life, he heard a rustling sound. It was found in the hands of an unlucky dead officer who would have had to fend off the enemy with a poor dagger.

"Who, come out!" He asked sharply.

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

Seeing that the opponent was his own soldier, Karl breathed a sigh of relief, slowly put down his pistol, and asked the person who came, "What's your name, and which unit are you from?"

"Pok Scherbet, soldier of the second company of the fourth battalion of the first regiment." The man introduced himself. Karl found that there was no obvious wound on his body, and the blood on his body should not be his.

"Karl Yamal, a regiment of soldiers from the second company." Karl said while putting the flintlock pistol back into his waist, and then he asked, "How did you escape?"

"Before I joined the army, I was a messenger who delivered letters to people. I had better endurance and speed than them, so I managed to escape." Polk replied, "What about you?"

"Me? I'm about the same as you. I survived by running fast." Carl's words were a bit bitter. The army with great military exploits was wiped out like this. They will definitely be tied to the pillar of shame.

"Hey." Hearing Carl's words, Polk did not doubt that he was there. He took a few steps forward and said at the same time: "Let's go quickly. Now leave here, maybe we can find the second regiment and join them."

He took a few steps forward, but he didn't see Karl following him. He looked back suspiciously and found that Karl hadn't moved a bit, so he asked, "What's wrong with you? We should unite at this time,

Rather than go it alone. "

"I know, Scherbet." Carl said in a deep voice. He turned his head, met Polk's puzzled gaze, and said, "I'm going to save that team of defeated soldiers."

Hearing this, Polk was shocked, and he shouted: "Are you crazy?"

"No, I'm not crazy." Carl said appreciatively, "I'm Stotzi's adjutant, at least before, I was obliged to correct his mistakes and save those soldiers."

"What? Adjutant?" Polk was dumbfounded, and then he suddenly remembered that the adjutant who was replaced by Stotsch seemed to be called Karl Yamal. He once heard the commander of his brigade discuss with several officers. Pass.

Karl didn't care about Polk's reaction, he ran towards the direction Polk came from, hoping to arrive before the group of rout soldiers were slaughtered. Seeing his leaving back, Polk gritted his teeth and kicked his feet. , or follow up. Seeing him following up, Karl couldn't help slowing down, and asked suspiciously, "Why did you follow up?"

"I cannot abandon my comrades, sir."

"I'm not your officer, I'm just like you, I'm just a private soldier." Carl corrected.

"No, in my heart, you are my officer." Polk replied, seeing his sincere gaze, Karl didn't continue to correct him, nodded, and said: "Then let's go, Private Shelbert .”

"Yes, sir."

...

"Damn barbarian, run!"

thump thump——

Stepping on the stream over his knees, Ido yelled and tried his best to speed up his feet, but being in the stream made his running speed drop greatly, and the power he needed to consume increased a lot.

He didn't dare to stop, and he didn't dare to be distracted, because behind him were four barbarians on horses. Although there were nine people in their rout, each of them only had at most one small dagger on their bodies. Some people are even unarmed, how can they have the courage to turn around and fight against those heavily armed savages.

He regretted that he threw away all the weapons on his body and left only a small dagger. If he had known that such a situation would happen, he should have picked up a knife or sword from the battlefield for self-defense, and taken the heavy flintlock gun away. It's unrealistic, because then he would be caught up and chopped up before he ran a few meters.

As a matter of fact, he is now on the verge of being chopped up with a knife. If the cavalry behind him didn't want to tease them like a cat and a mouse, he would have been decapitated before he even ran here.

At this moment, the harsh barbarian language of the barbarian cavalry came from behind his ears. Before Ido could react, he felt a cold wind blowing behind him. A stone stumbled, and he fell into the stream with a cry of alarm. The moment he fell into the water, he heard a familiar gunshot, and the barbarian cavalry behind him fell off his horse, splashing a splash of water.

The sudden change made everyone stop their movements, and turned their eyes to the direction of the sound. It turned out that it was Karl Yamal who arrived in time!

"Run!" Karl yelled at the stunned broken soldiers, and then turned and fled back to the woods. The broken soldiers quickly reacted and continued to run forward. After cursing a few words, the soldiers divided into two groups, one went to chase Karl, and the other two continued to chase and kill the rout. Seeing that the barbarian cavalry really divided up, Karl showed a tricky smile, but he didn't let the enemy see, but ran towards the depths of the woods.

Ido, who was still lying in the water, saw this scene all over his eyes. He saw two barbarian cavalrymen who thought they were dead and ignored him. , pulled a barbarian cavalryman off his horse, and the head of the cavalryman who was pulled off unexpectedly hit the rocks in the water heavily. Before he could utter a scream, he passed out. He picked up the scimitar in his hand and threw it at him before the other cavalry could react. The sharp scimitar pierced the back of the barbarian cavalry precisely within a short distance. kill!

On the other side, Karl, who was still luring the barbarian cavalry to pursue him, finally led the opponent into the trap he had already set. When the barbarian cavalry was fully focused on Karl, a long stick suddenly came out from the bushes beside him. The barbarian cavalry who were caught off guard were swept down heavily, and fell to the ground in a mess. Before he could get up from the ground, Carl and Polk rushed forward and subdued him.