Chapter 393: The Angry Yellow Nest

"Two pieces of waste!! Dare to come back?!! In the pseudo-Qi camp, on the tall and luxurious car building, Huang Chao angrily smashed his fist on the wooden railing in front of him, and a violent aura suddenly gushed out, quickly permeating the entire car building, scaring all the people around, including Shang Rang, shrank their necks, and even the steps under their feet inadvertently moved back a little.

Everyone knows what this anger represents, and every time it erupts, some people will die under the holy decree of their own emperor, and this time is no exception.

"What are you doing?! Shoot the arrow!! The general of the defeated army still dares to run away!! "Sure enough, everyone's secret prayers also played a role, and His Majesty the Emperor only vented his anger on the 'culprit', and did not affect others.

Hearing this, everyone was also relieved, and at the same time hurriedly waved the order flag to quickly convey the holy decree, although the generals in the front row of the camp who received the holy decree were very unbearable, but they did not dare to openly disobey the holy decree, and as a professional general, he also knew very well that escaping from the battle was not spared, especially in the decisive battle of hundreds of thousands of people, it is possible that this move will affect the overall morale of his own hundreds of thousands of troops.

Raising his eyes again, he glanced at his two robes who fled back to his camp, and the general couldn't bear to pin his head to one side, but the faces of the two robes were full of horror and horror, and even a trace of helplessness, but they always remained in his mind and lingered.

"Release, release the arrow!!" Under the choice of sympathy and self-preservation, the general who received the holy decree had no choice at all, and in the end, gritted his teeth, turned his heart sideways, waved his hand, gave an order, and personally settled the last lives of his two former robes.

However, when the pseudo-Qi general, who was full of feather arrows, fell heavily from his warhorse, the fear on the faces of the two completely disappeared in an instant, and even a trace of satisfaction, or happiness, appeared.

Perhaps, for the two of them, it is much happier to die in the hands of their own brothers than to die in the hands of the evil god behind them. Perhaps, the feeling of dying slowly with countless feather arrows in the body will be more painful, but after all, this way is still acceptable to normal people, and the evil god behind him is to divide people into two with that long knife, maybe that way will die more quickly and the pain will be less, but that way of dying is not acceptable to normal people, even if there is no pain of death at all, but the fear of facing death is more terrible than pain or even death.

Lin Han, a strange sword general of the Feng family's army, killed the four generals of the pseudo-Qi before the decisive battle, although only two were killed by his own hands, but after all, the other two also died because of it. Such a result greatly hit the morale of the entire puppet Qi army, and even when the last two generals died in the hands of their own people, there was already quite a stir among the puppet Qi rebels.

And Lin Han was still standing in the middle of the field, less than 100 meters away from the obvious dividing line drawn by the eagle feather arrow in the field, he was still in that posture, his waist was straight, the Mo knife was on his side, and that figure was still so strong, but this figure was enough for anyone not to underestimate it.

However, not only that, under Lin Feng's timely order, a horn full of infinite provocation suddenly sounded from the Feng family's army, like a wave of insults and contempt, overwhelmingly flocking into the camp of the pseudo-Qi.

"Woo. Woo woo. Woo woo woo ... ”

"It's too much of a deception!! Above!! Above!! Give it to Lao Tzu!! Slaughter that guy!! Huang Chao was completely furious, jumping and scolding on the wooden car building, pointing his arm straight ahead, roaring and giving the order to continue, but this time the number of people increased again, increasing to more than twenty people, rushing up to deal with Lin Han together.

"Fuck! Do you think there's no one on Lao Tzu's side?! As soon as he saw a group of people rushing out of the pseudo-Qi camp, Lin Feng was also furious, and shouted at Zhou Chen on the side: "Let Xiao Hao and Yin Bo go and take Lin Han back!" Let Tang Yi's crossbow array, shoot for Lao Tzu! Don't let any of them go! ”

"Yes!" Seeing that his side had won two battles in a row, Zhou Chen was also extremely happy in his heart, and after listening to Lin Feng's order, he immediately responded excitedly, and then raised a few command flags, and waved the order at the herald soldiers downstairs with all his might.

In just a moment's effort, Mao Hao and Yin Bo, who got the military order, rushed out of the formation one after another, and each of them was holding a war horse behind them, which was obviously prepared for Lin Han, after all, when Lin Han returned to his position, he relied on two legs, and under the high-intensity weight, it could not be compared with a four-legged war horse running quickly in any case.

At the same time, the shield soldiers and spearmen in the front row of the Feng family's army camp also rotated in unison, and dozens or hundreds of openings appeared in an instant, and the crossbow arrows that had already been wound were exposed, and the thumb-thick arrows made of stainless steel were glowing with a little blue light, and the cold and cold air emitted penetrated people's hearts, so that those who were pointed at by the crossbow arrows would shiver unnaturally all over their bodies.

Although it is very dangerous in front of him, it has not yet reached the point of certain death, and the more than 20 generals in the pseudo-Qi camp who were sent to fight again can understand this truth very well, as long as they dare to flee back in fright, it is absolutely certain death, and there is no suspense at all.

"Lin Han! Launched! Drawdown! Because Lin Han was more competitive than the Feng family army camp, Mao Hao and Yin Bo were the first to approach Lin Han than the pseudo-Qi people, and when there were still dozens of meters away, Mao Hao reminded the other party loudly, and at the same time tightened the reins of the war horse behind him a few times, increasing the horse's speed again.

And at this time, Lin Han finally breathed a sigh of relief, just now he was not afraid, nor did he not think about returning to his own camp, but as the core general of the Feng family army to independently lead the Modao army, Lin Han knew very well what his every move would represent, and because of this, in the face of the siege of the three generals of the pseudo-Qi, even if Lin Han was afraid, he still made the decision to fight against the water, because he understood that behind him was the Feng family army, he could not retreat, and before he got the order, even if it was a step, he could not retreat.

It was only at this time that the tension in Lin Han's heart disappeared completely, and the tense nerves were slowly loosened, and even the palm holding the Mo Dao no longer felt as wet as it was just now. Looking back at Mao Hao and Yin Bo, who came to the front of the battle to send him a war horse, Lin Han even felt that his nose was sour, but Lin Han, who had already experienced too much, was only stunned for a moment, and then grabbed the Mo knife, turned around suddenly, took the heavy footsteps, and walked quickly towards his war horse.

Every step he took, Lin Han felt that he was happy, because at this time he realized that since he went into battle, he was not fighting alone, but with these brothers behind him, Pao Ze, and he just represented these tens of thousands of brothers and Pao Ze, and just fought a first battle.

"Let's go! Remove! Hou Ye has already arranged a crossbow array to greet this group of unlucky eggs! We withdraw though! Lin Han had just gotten on the horse, and Yin Bo smiled and gave a thumbs up to the other party, and then glanced at the unlucky pseudo-Qi who were about to enter hell with pity, shook his head towards his own camp, and took the lead in pedaling the horse and retreating.