The cavalry regiment in front of them is still red-eyed, and they must die.

It's a person whose fucking heart is about to collapse.

"Go up, go up, go up, go up, you are immortal, you are immortal." The former army commander shouted loudly.

At this critical moment, he can only hope to use this method to boost morale.

Otherwise, once the morale is gone, their frontline troops will basically disperse.

He really thought well, but their current situation was not only due to morale, but more importantly, it was a disadvantage in formation.

They are no different from a piece of loose sand now. Naturally, they have nothing to fight back in the face of cavalry cavalry charging in groups.

In just a few back and forth, more and more soldiers turned into black gas.

Under the ebb and flow, Scar's side is more and more killing and killing. Under his leadership, a group of cavalry attacked extremely fiercely.

"Special envoy, that evil glutton is now completely blocking the way of our reinforcements. If the reinforcements can't get through, only one of our soldiers who were attacked will die."

Beside the special envoy, the subordinate hurriedly urged.

Indeed, the Evil Glutton was like a big table lying on the sand table, directly blocking all arrangements of the army in front.

"Order the troops to retreat first under the cover of the left and right wings." The special envoy said.

"What?" Hearing this order, the subordinate was obviously startled: "Retreat?"

After fighting for so many days, they never had an absolute advantage, but now... they are facing retreat.

This is simply a strong insult.

How could they retreat in such an advantageous situation?

"That Taotie is extremely ferocious. Since entering the battle circle, our reinforcements have been attacking it, and the long-range firepower from the left and right wings has also covered it. But, have you ever seen that Taotie be affected in the slightest?"

In fact, there was none at all. Those magic attacks hit it like countless mud, and it didn't affect any of its actions at all.

This shows that this guy's defense is absolutely super strong,

Since it is super strong and the bottom is unknown, retreating is naturally an excellent choice.

"If the fight continues like this, the soldiers on the front line will still not be able to save them. Can you guarantee how long it will take for the reinforcements to open the glutton and drive over? Half an hour, or an hour? Or two?"

Facing the special envoy's questioning, for a while, the subordinate was completely speechless.

No matter which one of these time points is, even if it is the shortest, it will be meaningless.

Because it is enough for the cavalry inside to completely crush the frontline troops.

Therefore, as long as you think about things calmly, a temporary retreat is indeed the best choice. Everything needs to be reconsidered in the long run.

"Elder over there..." The subordinate was a little worried, retreating hastily would arouse the dissatisfaction of the elder.

"I will explain the situation to him, and I also believe that he will support my decision." The envoy said.

Although he could indeed send more soldiers to forcefully suppress them, that would directly break the original plan, and if there were a few more changes, their command and combat plans would be completely disrupted.

This is absolutely not the way to deal with Han Sanqian.

Therefore, he believed that the elders would think the same as himself.

"When you are fighting against a master, don't care about the momentary gain or loss, understand?"

"The subordinate understands."

After the words fell, the subordinate walked a few steps to the messenger next to him, and asked him to start beating drums to withdraw troops, and all troops retreated to their positions first.

With the sound of drums, a large number of reinforcements began to retreat.

The Taotie of Evil was still killing wildly, but the more he killed, the fewer people around him.

The cavalry regiment also saw hope, saw the dawn, and Scar yelled: "Brothers, the other side can't stand it anymore, kill me."

"Kill."

How could the more vigorous cavalry regiment let go of this opportunity to beat the dog in the water. .Fives

For so long, they have been passively beaten, and the grievances in their hearts have long accumulated into mountains.

"Come on."

The cavalry regiment was like the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves, taking advantage of the rising momentum to frantically slaughter the separated frontline soldiers.

The frontline soldiers were finally defeated under such circumstances.

But at this time, the spectator places on the city gates were surprisingly quiet at this time, even...not even the sound of human breathing...