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Chapter 65: Zarha's Nightmare, the Northern Cavalry Arrives

Chapter 65: Zarha's Nightmare, the Northern Cavalry Arrives

at the same time.

Fifty miles away from Huo Qubing's camp.

Camp.

The Chinese military tent.

Zarha stayed awake all night, anxiously waiting for news from Yelu Wan.

However, I waited for a long night.

Nor did they receive the good news from Yelu Wan.

"Damn it."

"Can this useless Yelu Wan really take down Huo Qubing?"

Zarha had a gloomy face and paced back and forth in the tent.

During this time.

It’s not that he didn’t send out scouts to investigate.

But without exception, these scouts have not been able to come back to report until now.

It's not that Zarha didn't have doubts.

Maybe something happened to Yelu Wan, and all the scouts he sent out were captured.

But then I thought about it.

His camp was a full fifty miles away from Huo Qubing.

Back and forth.

Even though it was a hundred miles away, the scouts under his command could not come back so quickly.

"Someone is coming."

Then I waited for another half an hour.

Zarha, who still hadn't seen any scouts return, became a little impatient.

"Meet the Great Prince."

Not long after Zarha finished speaking.

Then a personal guard walked into the tent.

"Go, send a few more scouts out." Looking at the scouts kneeling under the tent.

Zarha ordered with a sullen face.

"Yes."

The guards were ordered to retreat.

Not long after, another dozen scouts rode out of the camp and galloped away.

However, another two hours passed.

Still no scout came back to report.

At this time, no matter how stupid Zarha was, he realized that something was wrong.

Just as Zarha looked embarrassed.

They planned to break camp and retreat dozens of miles.

"Report!"

A report voice.

A voice came from outside the tent: "Your Highness, General Muhama is leading 20,000 troops towards our camp. They are now ten miles away from our camp."

"Muhama?"

Zarha frowned when he heard this.

His eyes turned cold and he said angrily: "With 20,000 troops, what is he going to do? Is he trying to murder this prince?"

"My Lord Prince."

In Zarha's rage.

The person outside the tent said hurriedly: "General Muhama, he had already guessed that Yelu Wan was no match for Huo Qubing and would definitely fail. Due to the emergency, he did not have time to report to the eldest prince last night, so he immediately went to several nearby tribes to mobilize troops for support."

"So, it is I who have wrongly blamed Muhama?"

After hearing this, Zarha frowned even more tightly.

He murmured in doubt: "Could it be that I am really too suspicious?"

talking.

Zarha took a deep breath.

He said to the outside of the tent: "You go now and tell Muhama to bring the troops here quickly."

He still had some doubts.

Is Muhama really loyal to himself?

But for now.

This reinforcement force solved his urgent problem.

As for whether Muhama wanted to murder him, he would give Muhama some more courage.

Even Muhama didn't dare to leave it hanging.

Unless, the people of his Muha tribe don't want to live anymore.

"Damn Yelu Wan, he's really a waste." Zarha thought and cursed again.

He had really thought of himself as Yelu Wan before, who was so brave that he could not match ten thousand men, and even Huo Qubing did not dare to take him seriously.

Now it seems like a waste.

Until now.

He also guessed that Yelu Wan was generally in great danger.

Including the 5,000 cavalry under his command.

After scolding.

Zarha's previously anxious heart finally felt a little relieved.

There are 20,000 reinforcements brought by Muhama.

He didn't need to be so afraid, as Huo Qubing's three thousand brave cavalrymen from the northern border were attacking.

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The sun is high.

The scorching sun warms the earth.

Also let the snow accumulate on the grassland.

In gradually disappearing.

In the vast white world, some colors finally appeared.

'Tap tap tap'

There was the sound of heavy horse hooves.

Zarha, who had not slept all night and was taking a nap in the tent, was awakened.

"Someone is coming."

Zarha woke up in shock.

Listening to the sound of horse hooves getting closer and closer, he frowned and said, "Go and see if Muhama is coming."

however.

No one outside the tent responded.

Zarha's eyes turned cold, he stood up, opened the tent and looked outside.

At this glance.

Zarha was so frightened that his soul almost jumped out of his body.

"kill!"

I saw only a group of brave cavalry.

They rushed into the camp with a mighty force and unrivaled momentum, killing anyone they saw.

Before he could react.

Then a ferocious general came riding on his horse, holding a knife and his eyes were bloodshot.

He slashed at himself with a knife.

"don't want."

Zarha was scared half to death by this scene.

He suddenly sat up from the bed, his face so pale that no blood could be seen, he was gasping for breath, his whole body was soaked in cold sweat.

After a while.

Zarha gradually came to his senses and swallowed hard.

Touched his neck.

After realizing that his head was still there, he breathed a sigh of relief and murmured in shock, "Was it just a dream?"

"Someone is coming."

It was just a dream though.

But Zarha was still very frightened.

He immediately looked outside the tent and asked, "Has Muhama arrived?"

"Return to the eldest prince."

The moment his voice fell.

A voice came from outside the tent: "They haven't arrived yet."

Hear someone respond.

Zarha breathed a sigh of relief again.

He was afraid that no one outside the tent would respond and his dream would come true.

'Tap tap tap'

But just then.

A series of chaotic and heavy horse hoof sounds.

Suddenly it sounded from outside the camp.

Hearing the familiar sound of horse hooves, Zarha's heart tightened and his face turned pale again.

This time.

Before he could speak.

Then a panicked shout was heard outside the big tent: "Enemy attack, enemy attack!"

'Woo'

'Woo'

'Woo'

What followed was a long horn sound.

"Hurry up."

"Protect the eldest prince."

"Come here, bring the barricades here quickly."

"Archers prepare."

In a blink of an eye, the camp was in chaos.

This chaotic movement made Zarha look as pale as death, and he felt as if he had fallen into an icy cave.

He got out of bed in a rather embarrassed manner.

Without even having time to put on his shoes, he opened the tent and walked out.

"kill!"

The shouts of killing shook the sky.

A familiar scene came into view.

I saw.

Outside the camp, a group of brave cavalry from the Northern Territory.

They rushed towards the camp in a mighty force with unmatched momentum.

'Snapped! '

Zarha saw this scene.

I slapped myself hard, wanting to know if I was dreaming.

However, the pain on his face told him that this was not a dream.

"Fire arrows!"

In Zarha's horror.

A deep shout suddenly rang out from the camp.

'咻咻咻'

Immediately, there was a rain of arrows.

Shoot at the brave cavalry from the Northern Territory that were charging out of the camp.

"Raise your shield."

Without waiting for the rain of arrows to fall.

Zarha saw that this group of brave cavalrymen from the Northern Territory actually took down a black iron shield from their horses, which was not too big but not too small, and was large enough to cover their entire bodies, and held it in front of them.

Accompanied by the crisp sound of arrow tips colliding with the black iron shields.

Five thousand brave cavalrymen from the Northern Territory arrived in a flash.

"Charge the camp."

Without waiting for Zarha to react.

Zhao Ji, who led the way and was at the forefront.

He waved the 10-foot-long spear in his hand and reined his horse in to pass through many obstacles.

The true energy surges and the gun shoots out like a dragon.

It seemed like only one shot was fired, but it created dense gun shadows that knocked back a row of barricades.

　After all, it's a high-level martial arts world (dog head saves life)

(End of this chapter)