There were 500 light horsemen in this team, and everyone danced their weapons like crazy. It was useless. No matter what weapon it was, it would not work for ghosts without bodies.

They shouted, danced, and did not retreat. They were the powerful Xiangshui Army. They had experienced countless wars and were always on the front line. They were more courageous than the most elite Yulin Army in Dachu.

The shouts were passed backwards, and the soldiers who saw ghosts stopped them with their bodies. Although they knew that this was meaningless, they did this, just to fight for a small amount of time for those behind.

The last 100-man team threw away the weapons in their hands, turned their horses and scattered, and there was only one ten-man team running towards the camp.

This is an army with rich experience. They know when to do what, and they don’t even need the command of an officer. At this time, it is a luxury for them to issue and accept commands.

More people choose to escape to the no-man's land to attract ghosts. They are about to pass the war report back to the camp, but they cannot let too many ghosts follow the camp. This is a difficult choice.

Wang Tao ran in the front, and his team of light horses were desperately beaten. The black-girl horse under his seat was a rare good horse. Wang Tao couldn't even curse, let alone beat it with a horse whip. Horses are spiritual. If you treat it well, it will naturally rely on you.

Today, Wang Tao was whipping the Wuliangju, and he tried his best. Each whip left a bloody stain on the horse's thigh. He knew that the five hundred light riders had finished, and he didn't know if anyone could survive in the end.

No! Someone must survive, at least he must survive, otherwise the war report will not be transmitted back to the camp. This war report is more important than his life. He can die, and the war report must be transmitted, otherwise the five hundred brothers will die in vain.

"Kill..." A roar came from a distance not far behind him. This was not to give himself more courage, but to convey information to him. Without looking back, he could tell from his voice that the distance was no more than fifty steps. In other words, although his comrades took away a large number of ghosts, their team of people were still targeted by the ghosts.

"Five, kill..." The tacit understanding between comrades was slowly cultivated by eating and living together for several years. Wang Tao didn't need to ask, he had already received an agreement. Amid the roar, there was a sound of falling off the horse. Wang Tao knew that someone had already died.

"Scatter..." The sergeant behind him roared, no more or less, five war horses ran away, and they wanted to use their lives to attract five ghosts.

This action won Wang Tao some time, and the Wuliangju ran forward for at least two miles, not far from the camp.

"A strong enemy, you can't kill the sword, look for a master..." Wang Tao's voice was already screaming. At least three miles away from the camp, he knew that his voice could not be so far, but he still did this. Wang Tao didn't know how much time he had and how much could he run, and there was no sound behind him, which meant that all his brothers were killed, and the ghosts had no sound, but they must be there.

"A strong enemy cannot be killed by a knife, look for a master..." Wang Tao continued to shout. In just a few miles, blood foam appeared on the mouth of Wuliangju. It was very good at running, but it had never run so fast. It was running with its life.

A chill came from behind, and Wang Tao's mind was blank. He knew that it must be the ghost that caught up with him. This is the intuition that only warriors who have experienced life and death have.

Hurry, a little faster, there are two miles left, and a team of light cavalry has arrived to pick me up, as long as they lead the ghosts away...

Wang Tao was not afraid of death, and he never thought of exchanging his life for his comrades’ lives, but now he needs his comrades to die for him. Five hundred light cavalry may be the only one left. Every extra breath can give the general an extra breath of preparation time. He doesn’t know how to deal with these ghosts. The general must know that he must have a way.

‘Buzz…’ His head was so dizzy, Wang Tao’s face was as pale as a dead man. Wu Liang’s speed instantly dropped. Wang Tao pulled his feet out of the kickstand and stepped on Wu Liang with force. The muscles on his legs collapsed and suddenly exerted force, and the person fired out like a cannonball.

His choice was right. The ghost behind him was already sucking qi and blood just now. For the ghost, it was enough to have sweet qi and blood. As for whether it was a human or a horse, it didn't care. Although Wang Tao was a first-level warrior, his qi and blood were much stronger than ordinary people, it was still much worse than that of the Wuliangju. It was precisely this reason that made him escape the disaster.

Most of the ghost's attention is attracted by the black beam, and the speed is fast enough, so the suction force is not strong. Otherwise, with the ability of the ghost to absorb, one person and one horse is not enough for it to suck in one mouthful.

The people were rolling in the air one after another, and at the same time, they gestured to a team of light cavalry coming to meet the other side. Shi Chang's face changed, and the big Chu halberd in his hand gently shook. A group of light cavalry came out, pulling the reins of the dead, and the war horsemen stood up and erected a wall of humans in front of Wang Tao.

Without saying a word, Wang Tao tried his best, stepped on the ground with his legs again, jumped up, and rushed towards the length. For nothing else, his war horse was the best.

At the same time as he got on the horse, he kicked Nash off the horse with one foot. Although this war horse was good, it was not as good as his black beam. He couldn't run fast with two people. Although it was less than two miles away from the camp at this time, he still had to buy time.

"Flesh shield, give way." Wang Tao shouted.

"Ghost, inhale blood, can't kill a knife, a thousand masters..." Wang Tao shouted again.

The quality of the Xiangshui Legion is indeed strong enough. If it were an ordinary legion, Wang Tao's actions were enough to cause a rebound from his comrades, and it would not be an exaggeration to kill him.

But they chose to believe him without reservation, and used their lives to forge a flesh and blood shield behind him again.

"Kill..." Dozens of people rushed out of the military formation in front of the camp and locked the ghosts with murderous intent. Wang Tao's subordinates did not die in vain, and in the end there were only two ghosts who chased here.

These people are all warriors in the army, and Wang Tao's message has been received.

Seeing another group of people turning around and rushing towards the camp, Wang Tao knew that his work had been done. Next, he should be with his brothers instead of returning to the camp to report. He didn't know much, and a dozen words of battle report was enough.

Turn around, use force, and rush towards the ghost...

The power of the ghost is far beyond Wang Tao's imagination. He just informed that the effort of turning around was less than five breaths, and two warriors had fallen behind him. The ghost was very sensitive to qi and blood and liked creatures with strong qi and blood.

When warriors and ordinary soldiers stand together, the first choice they choose is warriors, and they are arranged according to grade level. In other words, ghosts are very picky in food, and if there are good ones, they will never eat bad ones first.

This gave the previous Nash light cavalry a glimmer of hope. The ghosts ignored the flesh shield wall they listed and went around directly to suck the warriors behind them.

"Beast..." A loud shout rushed out of the camp, pushing a warrior away with his left hand and punching the ghosts with his right hand, but the other warrior was still sucked out of his blood and turned into a cold corpse.

"General..." The person who came was Gong Tiecheng, the only master in the camp at present.

With one punch, Gong Tiecheng knew how much trouble this time. With his combat power, he only slightly injured the ghost with one punch. If he wanted to kill one, he would probably have to have ten punches.

"How many?" Gong Tiecheng asked loudly after knocking away the other ghost. The two ghosts were nothing. Just give him time and they could be eliminated soon.

"Thousands." Wang Tao rushed towards the ghost with red eyes, and was kicked away by Gong Tiecheng. The two warriors jumped up to catch Wang Tao and held him tightly.

They were too familiar with Wang Tao's appearance. When there were huge losses, many soldiers like Wang Tao would appear. Needless to ask, it is easy to send reinforcements first.

"Send orders, retreat. Prepare animals and lead them away." Gong Tiecheng reacted very quickly. This time he was not facing ordinary enemies, but ghosts that ordinary soldiers could never kill. The large number of people would only become burdens, and perhaps even a tonic for ghosts.

The battle reports that were passed back several times were enough for Gong Tiecheng to make a complete judgment. This was the Ao Ren's plan to kill people by using ghosts.

As the commander of the Qifenghe camp, he not only had to consider dealing with these ghosts and protecting the 50,000 troops, but also had to guard against the Austrians and then cover them up. Although judging from the intelligence of all parties, the Dalio people did not organize a decent army, he had to guard against it.

"The report, ghosts were found on the east side, with thirty-eight."

"There are more than one hundred ghosts found in the west."

"Report, south...a lot of ghosts..."

Tuergai blocked the ghosts, and the heavy cavalry and the light cavalry won some time for the camp, but this was far from enough. Thousands of ghosts swallowed up the thousands of reinforcements sent by Gong Tiecheng in a very short time.

How long can a 50,000 army stop the ghost?

Gong Tiecheng felt sad and punched the ghosts hard. There was no time left. The camp of 50,000 people wanted to transfer and arrange bait. It took time. It was not enough for several days, and he didn't even have half an hour.

"Suspicious? What is this?" The voice was not loud, it came from the air, but tens of thousands of officers and soldiers in the entire camp could hear it clearly, and the sound seemed to be whispering in everyone's ears.

Before the voice fell, a red figure appeared beside Gong Tiecheng, stretched out two fingers, picked up a ghost, and sent it to him to watch carefully.

The other hand stretched out a finger and poked another ghost away with one finger.

Gong Tiecheng looked at the woman in red blankly. Did she pick up the ghost?

Ghosts have no body, so how can they be picked up? Just like someone picking up a ball of water, it is incredible. The ability to knock ghosts is not because of how powerful it is, but because of the martial soul.

"Female... is the Queen..." Gong Tiecheng finally recognized it. Although he had never seen Lei Jiu before, Lei Jiu's reputation was not much smaller than Lei Master in folk legends.

"What's interesting, what's this? A half-energy life body?"

"Mr. Queen, there are many people who are rushing towards this and beg for help from the Queen." Gong Tiecheng knelt on one knee.
Chapter completed!