The moment a sword flew over Yanjir's head, he raised the sword, carried the officers and soldiers on his back, and inserted the sword directly from his back, the officers and soldiers fell to the ground, he turned over his horse, and ran all the way to kill dozens of officers and soldiers. Xiao Chi didn't know where to get a horse, and the two rushed into the crowded line.

Yangil saw his own team raise flags in the square, and the archers lined up in a long horizontal line, standing upright in four groups at different forks. Infantry with spears stood in square formations behind the archers, and up to a thousand soldiers armed with swords and axes gathered around the enemy's heavy forces, all of which shrank like a dragon, shining in the shadow of the sword and in the flames.

Yangil swept all the way and caused at least forty or fifty heavy soldiers to fall to the ground and die, and there were countless corpses in front of him. Difficult to step on horseback, he and Xiao Chi jumped off the horse's back and walked around the corpse, the long sword in their hands gleaming in the firelight. He also saw more than 50 officers and soldiers roaring and attacking in the firelight, with fierce expressions.

"Am I going to die here?" the thought made Yangil very uneasy. He raised his sword and swung it at his enemies with both hands clenched.

Xiao Chi swirled the sword in his hand and swept it around, and there were already six people falling to the ground in front of him, and two people took advantage of Yan Jill to attack the enemy in front of him from behind, "Be careful behind you." Xiao Chi shouted and reminded that he was going to swing his sword to help Yan Gil kill the people who attacked him, but five people rushed towards him desperately, and he immediately grabbed one of the soldiers in front of him and pushed them, and those people fell to the ground instantly. When he turned around, he saw Yangil turn around and swing his sword, slashing the throats of the two enemies who attacked him and instantly fell to the ground.

Then, stepping onto the shoulders of an enemy, he sped away among the twenty or so men in front of him, and then fell to the ground. Several swords kept stabbing at him, and as he swung his sword, he fell backwards, and one sword flew in front of his eyes, which he resisted with the hilt, and two more swords struck him from the back of his head. He ducked sideways, and a sword slipped through his jaw and neck, and he knew that the sword had stabbed him in the jaw, hurting a little, and even bleeding. But he didn't have time to care, he leaned back, his footsteps slid backwards, and with the help of a short foe in front of him, he stepped on his shoulder, and slew six more enemies with a swing of his sword.

They had been fighting here for less than ten minutes, killing more than forty of their enemies, covered in blood, and without breathing a sigh of relief, they turned to the next field, and the long corridor in front of them was full of corpses, and their own people were still enemies, and Yangil could not tell the difference. As they continued to walk, another scene of fierce fighting unfolded before his eyes, with a team of nearly a hundred men and an enemy of thousands fighting desperately. A dozen more men struck at Yangil, and the force was amazing, and he swung his knife to kill a bloody path, and then more than twenty people rushed towards him in unison, and he swung his sword with all his might, and he had no time to dodge, and a sword pierced his left shoulder. He frowned, grabbed the pierced sword in his left hand and took a few steps back, allowing the sword to be withdrawn from his body. Then a lot of swords stabbed at him, and he felt his whole head buzz and go blank. He had retreated to a high wall, and saw many swords flying towards his chest, and a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, two swords already piercing into the figure's chest.

Xiao Chi ....... Yan Jier shouted, he pulled Xiao Chi away, pushed him far away, and desperately opened a way. Xiao Chi also endured the sword wounds on his body and fought, the two of them used all their strength, they were covered in blood, and all of them finally fell to the ground, and Yanjir and Xiao Chi both fell to the ground.

The war was still going on in front of him, and the others who rushed in front of him had already been killed and fallen to the ground by all their own people who had arrived. There were corpses everywhere in a two-kilometer radius, and the castle had been burning for nearly an hour. Yangil was awake in an instant, he was in a coma in an instant, and when he opened his eyes again, the sky was still dark, and he slowly opened his eyes, and he felt that the whole sky was moving, and the stars that were still twinkling in the night sky were also moving, and his whole body was shaking. He searched for Xiao Chi with a feeble gaze, and there was no one around him. "Where am I?" he thought to himself. Then he found him lying on a plank, a black shadow hunched over in front of him, slowly moving forward.

"Stop. The pain in the wound was intense, and he gritted his teeth.

"Childe bear with me. The man at the front said, "Soon we will be in a safe place." ”

This voice was Xiao Chi's, and Yan Jier could hear it, "You're not dead." He asked, tilting his head.

"You said we would all be alive, how could we die so soon. Xiao Chi's voice sounded in the vast night.

"Did we win?"

"The enemies in the castle are basically dead. ”

"So where are we going. ”

"Go to a safe place and wait for dawn. ”

"You have a wound, stop, let me go. The pull of the plank stopped abruptly, and then only the sound of a fall to the ground was heard. Xiao Chi ....... Yan Jir shouted, endured the pain and slowly got up, he moved to Xiao Chi's side, tested his breathing with his hand, and found that he was unconscious, he touched Xiao Chi's body, feeling that his body was wet, "There is blood on his body, it must be blood." ”

Several military trumpets sounded in the distance, and the sound was low and distant, making the soul shudder. Yangil didn't know what the sound of the trumpet was, the sky was infinitely dark, but he didn't know when it would be dawn.