The stones lying on the ground jumped gently, one after another, as if trembling.

He hurriedly raised his head, and in the dim vision, a black torrent was speeding from the distance. One wave followed, like a continuous tide.

"He's there!" The knights with good eyesight had already found Yang Dashuan, official title, territory and gold coins standing on the hillside from afar, and rewarded the soldiers forgot the danger. They kicked the mount under their crotch wildly and rushed towards the hillside.

As the distance was getting closer and closer, the formation of the cavalry became more and more chaotic.

There was a general in this team who was shouting loudly. Although his throat was hoarse, the voice of the general was quickly covered up with the noise of horse hooves. The general hurriedly rode his horse from the flank to the front of the team, trying to stop the cavalry.

This situation is really weird.

This group of swamp giants led the cavalry for three hours. There were many times when they could have gone away, but they deliberately slowed down - as long as they were discerning people, they knew that this must be a trap.

Although the general was anxious, he had no choice.

Who told Grand Duke Peter that by capturing Rogue alive, you can get the title of Count, a large manor, and countless money and maids.

In the eyes of these soldiers who were already red-eyed, Yang Dashuan was a step that could provide them with a staircase to rise to the top. A beautiful future was right in front of him, and who would stop. The more fierce the generals called him, the more fierce the knights would be. In the end, the entire army lost order and rushed forward in chaos.

The poor general was squeezed to the head of the team by the crowd. Just as he was about to stop the horse, he suddenly became shorter and the galloping horse suddenly flipped to the ground.

This accident was like a plague, spreading throughout the cavalry in an instant.

"This is an ambush!"

"We're in a trap!"
Chapter completed!