The Sun and the Lion

Alvand woke up and sat up slowly. The blanket that originally covered him slipped down due to gravity and rested irregularly on his thighs.

Looking at the sun that had just risen outside the tent, and then at the concubine who was still sleeping beside him, he still doubted his memory.

"God...is all this true? Did I see the sun the next day?" Alvand, who had not recovered from the shock, wiped the sweat on his forehead with his palm, and then picked up his After putting on his coat, he left the small tent where he temporarily stayed.

In the makeshift tent, senior officers gathered in this simple conference room, waiting impatiently for the arrival of the king. The frustration of the tragic defeat and the pursuers almost overwhelmed them.

"Those mad dogs... are really chasing after them!" In the strange silence, an officer suddenly gritted his teeth and cursed. His troops were in charge of the rear yesterday. After the forwards found a suitable village for camping, he also Responsible for last night's security, he and the soldiers were tortured by Gaolaberi's pursuers.

The other officers just looked at each other and continued in silence.

"Your Majesty." After an unknown amount of time, Alvand walked into the tent. He glanced at all the officers present, and then asked: "How is the situation of the troops under your command?"

"It's very bad, Your Majesty. Many people lost their personal belongings and even equipment during the retreat. Moreover, due to the constant harassment of the enemy, our army's rest situation last night was not ideal, both in terms of the morale and energy of the soldiers. It’s all so low that it can’t be ignored.”

Alvand turned around and asked, "Is your unit responsible for guarding the camp last night?"

The officer who came forward to report had a haggard look on his face, and he kept his spirits up, but still said without any hesitation: "Yes, Your Majesty."

"Very well, I will remember your efforts and contributions, but since you had the most contact with the enemy last night, how much intelligence do you know about the enemy last night?"

Faced with Alvand's inquiry, the officer hesitated. After all, he was the one who was passively beaten last night. In addition, there was no moonlight last night and it was dark. It would be difficult for him to find out the detailed information of the invading enemy. .

In fact, thanks to the thousands of soldiers who were voluntarily left behind on the other side of the river, Gaolaberi was unable to mobilize enough troops to immediately organize a pursuit again after the pursuit force was repelled. However, pursuit was impossible, but Gaolaberi judged that these Turkmens who were busy running away were frightened birds. He simply sent scouts over and let a small force of less than a hundred people bite Alvand.

After following and harassing him all the way, the scouts followed Alvand to a small settlement more than 80 kilometers away. Because there are some simple fortifications here that can bring some sense of security to Alvand, so the remnant soldiers simply rested here.

Even so, the scouts did not intend to let go of these enemies who spoke the same language as themselves. Wearing red hats, they seemed to have endless energy and high fighting spirit. There were dozens of people and nearly three thousand people. A single arrow is enough to beat the sentries and patrols on guard into a state of panic.

In the end, the red heads ended the raid because they ran out of arrows. Before leaving, they even had the energy to cut off some of the heads and take them away.

There was a hint of embarrassment in the officer's tired expression. Because of his guilty conscience, he lowered his head unconsciously, not daring to look at his master. His cheeks also looked like solidified wax—perhaps filled with mercury—and it was difficult for him to move any muscle in his face.

"Your Majesty, last night's attack was not enough for us to obtain enough intelligence..." Originally, the officer wanted to report truthfully, but if he said that he had found nothing, wouldn't it look like he was incompetent? So he swallowed the truth abruptly, and then his brain was working rapidly, thinking about how to deal with Alvand in this way.

"Your Majesty, the number of enemies is probably beyond our estimation, otherwise they would not be able to easily break through my defense line. But even at this point, we cannot be easily defeated. We have been able to repel the pursuing troops twice. Is this the best proof?" As the officer spoke, his mood suddenly rose, and he turned the report into a mobilization meeting for everyone. As if to prove this, he also turned his head and glanced diagonally in front of Alvand. two senior military officers.

"..." Alvand just remained silent and used gestures to call the officer to him.

Snapped!

The human skin wrapped in bones held the whip tightly, and the arm like a dead branch exploded with great strength at this time. Then the whip struck directly on the officer's head, knocking off his helmet and turban.

"There's no point in deceiving yourself." Alvand just glanced at him impatiently, and then asked the guards to pull him to the back row, in line with the officers who were lower than him.

"My emirs, look for Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuan.com. Now is not the time to talk nonsense. God will only bless those who have action. I ask you to prepare according to my arrangements after you go back. Sunset Then the official action will be taken." At this time, Alvand felt like a hero like Uzun Hassan, deploying tonight's escape plan with the air of a decisive battle with a powerful enemy.

"Your Majesty!" Suddenly, a messenger stumbled into the tent, with an arrow stuck in his right arm. Red liquid was slowly flowing out from here, dyeing the surrounding linen cloth red.

On the east side of the camp, the God of Death with a red hat riding a horse of different colors was bringing pain and death to the slack Aries cavalry.

Although there are fences and horses around the camp, there is even a small section of earth wall. But instead of maximizing the use of these resources and deploying them carefully, Alvand allowed these patchwork pieces of wood to be piled haphazardly. This allowed the red heads to pass through the village's limited entrances before effective resistance could be organized.

The bones crushed the lives of the slackers, and the swords cut the pulses of the unlucky ones. Under the cover of the horse archers, anyone who tried to mount a horse to resist was pinned to the ground by arrows.

It did not take Gaolaberi much time to deal with those who were left behind voluntarily. He handed all the prisoners to a few regiments that had suffered the most heavy losses and needed to be replenished before they could enter the battlefield again, and then let the remaining cavalry rest. Within a few hours, after receiving reports from the scouts, the entire army set off and continued to pursue Alvand.

In the conference room, Alvand's guards reacted quickly. They organized a defense to the east, and separated a small group of troops to escort Alvand away directly.

Alvand, who was caught off guard, had no choice but to continue running away.