Chengwang Zhou Dingkang is also battle-hardened, and he quickly pushed away two arrows, but the third one was no longer able to dodge, and the arrow shot straight into his chest. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info He had a pain in his chest and fell off his horse.

Several Northern barbarian soldiers who surrounded them excitedly raised their knives and cut them down.

King Cheng wanted to raise the knife but his arm was weak, his eyes were closed, and he thought with a wry smile: I am really going to die here today.

Suddenly, there were several harsh sounds of metal colliding, and King Cheng opened his eyes and saw a delicate baby-faced young soldier, wearing the clothes of the small flag of the Yongding Army.

This man raised his knife to block several northern barbarians, "Lord Wang, get up quickly!" said as he stretched out his hand to pull Zhou Dingkang up.

Unexpectedly, some of the Northern Barbarian soldiers understood Yongding's words. Originally, after being resisted by him, some Northern Barbarian soldiers wanted to bypass them to resist the Yongding soldiers who caught up, and when they heard him call him the prince, these people were excited and their eyes lit up, and they rushed up again regardless of life or death.

Zhou Dingkang knew that he couldn't lie on the ground, otherwise even if he wasn't killed by the Northern Barbarian soldiers, the war horses of the two armies would trample him to death.

Seeing that the little flag blocked the two more slashing knives, he didn't care about the pain, turned over and stood up, and broke the feather arrow stuck in his chest with one hand in pain, "What's your name?" In fact, there was a boom in his ears, and the pain seemed to be unable to hear anything.

"Lord Yu, my name is Wu Jifang!" the little flag replied loudly, holding Zhou Dingkang's crumbling body with one free hand, and resisting the swords and guns of several Northern Barbarian soldiers with the other hand.

He had some difficulty facing the enemy with one hand, but fortunately, after relieving this for a while, Zhou Dingkang's personal soldiers finally surrounded them from behind, left and right, and protected them in the middle.

Before he could catch his breath, he heard someone shouting from behind: "The prince has been killed, hurry!

"Run, the prince has been killed by the Northern Barbarians!"

"The prince is injured!"

Several chaotic voices sounded one after another, and when they heard that the commander and the vanguard were injured and killed, some soldiers who did not know the truth panicked and turned around and ran back.

On the battlefield, people's hearts change, sometimes in an instant. When everyone is trying to kill the enemy, everyone will rush forward, but as soon as someone takes the lead, someone will also run back.

Zhou Ming was in the military formation, heard the shouts outside, and wanted to see who dared to disturb the morale of the army, but when he turned his head, he didn't see his father's handsome flag, and when he looked at it again, he didn't see his father's figure.

Could it be that my father was really killed?

He was in a hurry, and he wanted to turn around immediately to see what was going on.

"Master, be careful!" Luo Ping followed behind him and shouted to help him resist the knife.

The piercing sound of metal, as well as the shouting and killing sound around him, Zhou Ming bit the soft flesh on his cheeks, and the stinging pain calmed his brain.

Seeing that the sky was a little dark, as if it was going to snow again, the Northern Barbarians reversed the decline just now, and kept beating drums and urging them.

Zhou Ming also grew up in the army, and he knew that if he retreated at this time, he would be defeated. And once the morale of the army is unstable, it is not a retreat, but a rout. If the Northern Barbarians take the opportunity to cover up and kill, the city pass may be lost immediately!

The Zhou family has killed the enemy for generations to defend the north, and the city pass has never been lost!

He had to stabilize the morale of the army immediately and continue to kill the enemy. Father must be fine, he is the vanguard and it is okay to rush and kill in front, how can there be anything wrong with my father pressing the formation in the back! Just now my father was beating drums and urging the troops!

This must be a ruse!

Zhou Ming gritted his teeth, suppressed the panic that came up, and shouted, "Those who retreat, kill!"

He raised the knife in his hand and pointed at the banner of the Northern Barbarian Marshal, "Don't fall for the trick, the Northern Barbarians are going to be defeated!

The soldiers of the pioneer battalion heard their vanguard officer shouting and rushed forward, and also shouted, "Rush, capture the Marshal of the Northern Barbarians alive."

Zhou Dingkang stood on the ground, the blood in his chest was tumbling, and he spit out a mouthful of blood. After spitting out this mouthful of blood, he felt a little more sane, and he could hear the shouts of killing around him, and he could also hear the shouts of "capture the Marshal of the Northern Barbarians alive" from the vanguard camp in front.

"Those who retreat will be killed!" he shouted to his own soldiers beside him, "You are divided into two teams, one team will be ordered by the rear army overseer to kill those who disturb the morale of the army, and the other team will go forward, go to the vanguard camp, find the prince, and tell him to retreat immediately, and not to fight." ”

"Lord Wang, then ...... you" Zhou Dingkang was sent to the battlefield by a startled horse, and the location at this time was the periphery of the battlefield, and the generals of Yongding had not yet caught up, and there was still a distance from the vanguard camp. When the others chased after them, they were trapped by the northern barbarians who were outflanked on the periphery, and at this time there were only a dozen personal soldiers guarding the side.

"You, raise the handsome flag!" Zhou Dingkang pointed to a personal soldier, and said to the small flag, "You and I are guarding!"

"Yes!" Wu Jifang agreed loudly, "You go, with my tone, the prince promises to be fine!"

At this time, they were still bragging! Some pro-soldiers looked at the little banner with a heroic face, but they were helpless, no one dared to disobey the prince's military order! Several pro-soldiers had no choice but to take orders and divide their troops.

Hearing Zhou Ming's shouts on the battlefield, the other generals were also well-trained, and they had followed Cheng Wang for many years, and they immediately found that the situation was not right, and immediately began to restrain their subordinates.

But the chaos just now was enough for the Northern Barbarians to recover their decline.

Without the marshal's banner and the marshal, the eternal military spirit will be uneasy!

Zhou Dingkang saw that the situation was critical, he didn't care about the blood on his chest, pulled his cloak and covered it forward, and said to Wu Jifang, "Quick, help me get on the horse!"

His horse was shot in the hip, and he fell off the back of the horse, and the horse was long gone in the two armies.

Wu Jifang snatched a horse from the Northern Barbarians and helped Zhou Dingkang to get on the horse.

Zhou Dingkang's armor was distinct, and his soldiers raised the handsome flag, "Order, kill with me!"

Zhou Dingkang rode steadily and stood under the banner of Shuaizi, waved the big knife in his hand, and ordered to rush forward to kill.

The soldiers who supervised the battle in the rear army received the order from Zhou Dingkang's own soldiers, and shouted in unison, "Retreat back and forth, there is no mercy for killing!" A few of those who were still retreating were cut down by them with knives.

Seeing that they were killed when they ran back, those who blindly followed also stopped and temporarily stabilized the situation.

The soldiers and horses in the rear team saw that the handsome flag was still fluttering, and the prince happened to be riding on the war horse, and his morale was boosted, and he rushed forward to kill.

The generals on the Beiban side obviously received a report that Zhou Dingkang was dead, but now they couldn't help but be a little stunned when they saw Zhou Dingkang unscathed and bravely reunited.

When they fought today, they didn't plan to fight to the death at all, but planned to wait for the Yongding army to be chaotic and take the opportunity to seize the city pass. Their fighting spirit was originally a little low, and the Yongding soldiers were inspired by the phrase "those who retreat are killed", and they did not dare to retreat, so they could only rush forward desperately to kill.

Finally, the battle circle of the Northern Barbarians looked a little smaller.

This battle has been fought for nearly two hours. It looks even darker, and it's likely to snow again.