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Chapter 217 The Silent Market

The leader of the Tiele Tribe and the daughter of the Wolf Lord did not comment, but returned to Lothar, who was riding back. In fact, the Count had already had a vague premonition, and surrounded Xue in a place that was not far away from the tribe.

In Lan's caravan, no one came over to watch out of curiosity until the caravan left. This can only mean one thing, that is, there is something more attention-grabbing happening right now.

The sound of horse hoofbeats was heard on the market road. Lothar had never heard the sound of horse hooves on this road before. It was not because the road was well paved and could absorb the noise of the carriages and horses walking on it.

, but because even when people are in panic like this morning, in the market

It was also full of people, and those sounds were enough to cover up all the sound of horse hooves. But now, there is no difference between quiet and wild here. What made the unruly grassland people silently restrain their voices? There are not many possibilities.

, but there are quite a few chances of it happening right now.

The marbles shot out from the shadow of the yurt next to it and went straight to the Count's face. However, such a sneak attack was obviously too casual for Lothar. He raised his hand and caught the marbles easily. In his impression,

There is only one person who would use this kind of thing as a marble. As expected, Lao Jiu’s little

Half of his head was exposed. He carefully looked at both sides, and then said a word to the person on the horse through lip reading. Lip reading was not a problem for Lothar in the first place. In a more chaotic battlefield or where secrecy is required,

In this environment, lip reading is an efficient method, so he immediately understood the other party's words.

The Earl nodded and urged Harold IV to run with great strides. He did not try to communicate with Lao Jiu anymore. The child was doing his best to report the news here. He could not lead him into a more dangerous situation.

.The horses are running wildly on the road, and the closed curtains are hiding in the yurts.

The figures were telling what was going on here. And as they gradually approached the side of the market toward the tribe, the voices that had disappeared reappeared in their ears again. Not only the voices, but also the mixed voices

Flags were flying above various roads, swaying their bodies ferociously.

There is no doubt that those flags come from the various descendants of the Wolf Lord or the existing forces in the clan. They came out with such a big fanfare. It is no wonder that no one in the market dared to go out. If there was a fight here, who would go?

No matter if the person standing in front of him is an enemy or a civilian?

At present, they have only seen those flags, but have not heard the sounds that a battle should have. Then the next question should be, if these people are not preparing for war, what are they doing? And, why is Lao Jiu doing this?

Say the word camp to them?

Camp, this undoubtedly refers to the White Wolf’s camp. Apart from this, there is no other thing that the two of them can use to refer to with this term. So the question is, what does the tense scene in front of them have with the White Wolf’s camp?

Relationship? Does Lao Jiu mean to let them hide in Bailang's camp like last night? No, this battle is much bigger than last night. Or is something wrong with Bailang?

"Hurry up, we have to hurry up." The earl ordered, lowering his body. The horse that was connected to him immediately understood what his master meant, and his hooves flew like a sharp arrow piercing the heavy curtain. Those who were guarding

Before the soldiers on each road had time to react, they felt a strong wind blowing around them, and then they could only see the backs of Lothar and the others while exclaiming.

Normally, no matter how fast the horse is, it is impossible to break through the troops stationed in such a narrow terrain. But now the soldiers are all facing the direction of the White Wolf camp and are not alert to what is behind them.

This gave the Count an opportunity to take advantage of, and he traveled through the halls and alleys at lightning speed, and finally

So when the torches started to be lit, I saw the wall of the White Wolf camp. You could see the soldiers with the White Wolf emblem on their clothes standing behind the wall nervously confronting their compatriots outside the wall. And the number of soldiers besieging the camp

A rough estimate should be more than ten times the number of defenders.

This is truly a desperate situation. Judging from Lothar's military experience, as long as these people start to attack, the White Wolf's defense will not be able to last another round. Those earthen walls may seem solid, but in fact they only need to survive a fierce collision from the war horse.

It can be loosened from the inside. What is going on? Why is it like this?

This happened in a short period of time? The Earl really didn't understand. But what he understood was that it was impossible for them to rush into the camp alone. If they continued to stay here, they would sooner or later be caught by the soldiers behind them.

The current plan must first find a place to hide and wait and see the situation.

"This way!" At this dilemma, a familiar voice made Lothar turn the horse's head subconsciously and lead the mount into a yurt next to it. This is not over yet. A normal yurt only has one entrance and exit, but this one has two.

One, the horse carried the people in from the one near the street, and followed the other

After one of them came out, they entered another yurt. This cycle was repeated several times. Even Lothar himself couldn't tell how many yurts they entered and how many yurts they left. They just followed the black figure leading the way and waited for him.

After stopping, he discovered that the man was Batu, who was supposed to be waiting in the camp.

"Dismount, it's almost here." The hunter stretched out his hand to hold the reins of Harold IV and said to the two people on the horse and the cat. Hearing the words, the people on the horse turned over and landed, looking at him with doubtful eyes, while Batu

Without speaking immediately, he walked to a corner of the yurt, reached out and grabbed a corner of the heavy blanket that served as the wall, opened it slightly, observed it for a few seconds and then put it down.

"Okay, they didn't chase you. They probably thought you were someone's cronies. These people are now divided into different parties and don't communicate with each other. This is good for us." Batu was relieved.

With a tone of voice, he turned to look at the people and frowned slightly, "Where is Nuisa? Didn't you find her?"

"Found it. But to be on the safe side, we let her stay with Uvel first. Now it seems that this precaution is necessary." Lothar finished explaining the results of his team, then raised his chin and pointed outside, "This is

What's going on? Those heirs suddenly discovered that it was the White Wolf who killed the Wolf Lord?"

"That's not true, but it's almost the same. I originally wanted to tell you about this, but I was surrounded here as soon as I left the camp. Fortunately, Bai Lang told me about the safe house he set up nearby, otherwise
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