Chapter 72: The Feng Family Army (16)
"Brother Feng! We did it! Yuan Biao covered a bleeding wound in his ribs, looking at the slaughter of the last surviving Qi troops outside the city cave in front of him, his face was filled with a bright smile, although he also suffered a few injuries, but he still looked energetic.
Lin Feng was lowering his head and pulling a strip of cloth that he didn't know where to find it, and was bandaging the wound on his left arm with his mouth, after listening to Yuan Biao's words, he didn't raise his head, and he didn't even have the mind to glance at the scene in front of him, he was just bandaging the wound quietly.
The rest of Chen Yueze and the others were also supporting each other and bandaging each other's wounds. Although each of them had more than three or five wounds, each of them did not have the painful look of wounds on their faces, but a look of joy after success.
Lin Feng was the first to wrap the wound on his left arm with a strip of cloth, lowered his head and bit one end of the strip of cloth with his mouth, and tightened the strip of cloth with his right hand, and then raised his head, but instead of looking at the Qi army who was being slaughtered, he looked at the brothers who had followed him in a fierce battle just now.
Lin Feng's injury was the lightest among everyone, not only because of his skills and reactions, but because of Yuan Biao and Chen Yueze, who were beside him just now and tried to share the pressure for him.
Lin Feng looked at Yuan Biao's bleeding rib wound, and pulled the cloak behind him with his hand, and after a "stab" sound, the fish intestine sword easily pulled off a corner of the cloak.
Then Lin Feng moved to Yuan Biao's side, he didn't hand over the piece of cloth to Yuan Biao, but bowed slightly, took the cloth strip around Yuan Biao, and then reached out and patted Yuan Biao's shoulder, nodded at him, and said in a low voice: "Old Yuan, bear with it!" β
"Hmm!" Yuan Biao gritted his teeth and nodded resolutely with his eyes.
"Humph!" With Yuan Biao's muffled snort, Lin Feng tightened the strip of cloth hard, which helped Yuan Biao stop the bleeding a little.
After doing all this, Lin Feng took a deep look at Yuan Biao, who was oozing beads of sweat on his forehead, and didn't say much, but turned his head to look at the Feng Kill people on the side, and asked with concern: "Brothers, how are they?" β
"It's okay! You can still fight! β
"It's just a small injury!"
"Don't worry, Brother Feng! We're not papier-mΓ’chΓ©! β
Listening to everyone's nonchalant answers, and then looking at the people who were covered in injuries and blood, Lin Feng was very moved in his heart, and nodded heavily at everyone.
"Master Hou! You're hurt! At this time, Li Jian, who rushed into the city, came to Lin Feng's side and looked at Lin Feng with concern.
"It's okay, it's just a minor injury!" Lin Feng waved his hand casually to indicate that it was okay, and then raised his eyes to look behind Li Jian, when he saw that Li Jian was leading the elite under his command, Lin Feng hurriedly said to Li Jian: "General Li, you quickly lead your men to Nancheng to support Xiaofeng, Xiaofeng is dragging the main force of the Qi army in Nancheng, and there are only three thousand elites of the Feng family's army!" β
"What!?" After Li Jian heard this, his eyes widened and he exclaimed, and then he realized that he was a little out of shape, and hurriedly hugged his fist at Lin Feng and said, "I'll go now!" Take care! β
Li Jian said goodbye to Lin Feng, then waved his hand behind him, and led the elite under his command to run in the direction of Nancheng.
Seeing Li Jian leave, Yuan Biao stepped forward, with a worried look on his face, and asked, "Brother Feng, can Xiaofeng withstand it?" Shall we not go over? β
Lin Feng frowned and looked at Li Jian's rapidly departing back, slowly shook his head, and responded: "With Xiaofeng's ability, plus the three thousand elite Feng family army, and it is still guarded, the Qi army should have nothing to do with him!" After finishing speaking, he turned his head and looked Yuan Biao up and down, then looked at Chen Yueze and the others, and then cast Yuan Biao with a big roll of his eyes, and asked rhetorically: "You said that with our group of people now, even if we go over, how much can we help?" β
Yuan Biao was stunned after hearing this, then nodded with understanding, and muttered: "That's right, in our current situation, we should have added chaos in the past!" β
After Lin Feng and the others heard this, they couldn't help but stand in place and laugh.
In the Nancheng City Tower, Li Xiaofeng originally divided the 3,000 Feng family army into six teams, and guarded six passages leading to the city wall. But after continuous fierce battles, the Feng family army is getting fewer and fewer, and in desperation, Li Xiaofeng has to narrow the defense line and minimize the number of people who confront the Qi army head-on, after all, he still has to rely on the remaining manpower to drag the Qi army and buy time for the ** outside the city.
At this time, Li Xiaofeng and the others had shrunk from six passages to three passages in the eastern section of the city wall. Despite this, in the face of the steady stream of Qi troops coming to support, they still had some difficulty in getting there.
The six passages of the entire southern wall, the two at the very end and the four passages added later, basically divide the entire wall into five sections.
And Li Xiaofeng has now narrowed the defensive line and retreated to the fourth section from west to east. Liang Qing and Xie Yan were defending in the westernmost passage, Gao Jian led a group of people to defend in the passage at the far edge of the southeast corner, and Li Xiaofeng was defending at the passage in the middle.
Liang Qing struggled to slash out a few knives at the front, and after cutting down several Qi soldiers who wanted to rush forward to the ground, he looked back at the situation behind him, and he couldn't help but feel a little desperate.
"Lao Liang! It can't go on like this! There are so few of us! Xie Yan shouted at Liang Qing, who was two or three meters away, while attacking the Qi army who wanted to wait for an opportunity to come forward.
Liang Qing took two steps back, took a few deep breaths, looked down at the war knife that had been rolled up again, threw it at the Qi army in front of him, bent down and picked it up again from the ground, and then turned his head back to Xie Yan's words: "Old Xie!" You go and report to General Xiaofeng! We can't stand it anymore! We need to keep retreating! β
"Okay! Then you pay attention! Xie Yan dodged a knife sideways, raised his foot and kicked the man down on the steps of the passage, took a step forward, and swung two knives fiercely, then turned around and withdrew from the battle, running towards the passage defended by Li Xiaofeng in the east.
Not only Xie Yan and Liang Qing were in a tight battle, but even Li Xiaofeng himself felt a lot of pressure, facing the Qi army that seemed to be impossible to kill, and there was a feeling in his heart that he couldn't use it.
After Li Xiaofeng stabbed a person in the chest with a gun, he stretched out his tongue and licked the blood splashed on the side of his mouth. This move was not because he was bloodthirsty, but because after a long time of fighting, he was already a little dehydrated, and his lips were dry and cracked.
"General Xiaofeng!" Xie Yan's shout came from behind Li Xiaofeng, Li Xiaofeng's heart tightened at the same time, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and the spear in his hand quickly swung out a few times, and after forcing the Qi army that rushed forward to retreat, he also retreated sharply, leaving the vacant position to be filled by the soldiers beside him.
Li Xiaofeng turned around and walked to Xie Yan's side, licked his lips vigorously, and tried hard to secrete a trace of saliva and swallowed it, even so, he felt like smoke in his throat, and then asked, "What's wrong?" β
"I can't hold it anymore! There are fewer and fewer of our people, and there are more and more Qi troops! Xie Yan said to Li Xiaofeng with an anxious expression, pointing to the battle in the west.
Li Xiaofeng glanced in the direction of Xie Yan's finger and frowned deeply.