Chen Ran carried Sumeru and ran towards the place where the fire was not lit, and the sounds around him poured into his ears like a wave, the cries of women and children, the angry scolding and shouting of men, the wails before death, and the sound of weapons and weapons colliding, all the sounds hit Chen Ran's eardrums one by one like ocean waves.

He was very tired, and his forehead was still bleeding, but he only had one thought in his heart, he couldn't let anyone he could save die in front of him, only those who had experienced all this would understand how painful it was at that moment.

There is a low wall in the corner of the barracks, Chen Ran put Sumeru in the corner of the low wall, he squatted next to him and checked the wounds on Sumeru's body, when he came, everyone brought wound medicine and wrapped it in dry clothes, but Sumeru's injury would have a big problem even if it was not stitched up in time with medicine, and the god of death was standing next to Sumeru, ready to take him away at any time.

"You bear with it."

Chen Ran patted Sumeru's shoulder: "Wait for me for a while, and I'll be back soon." ”

"Where are you going?"

Sumeru only had time to ask, and Chen Ran rushed into the barracks that was still burning with fire.

Sumeru looked at the direction in which Chen Ran disappeared, his eyes closed, and the corners of his mouth still had a smile...... When he was in the assassination organization, he also had many companions around him, but he never felt warmth in others, everyone was cold and cold, and they seemed to be amiable but they were also guarding each other, and everyone seemed to be doubting whether the people around him would become enemies in the next breath.

They are trained to be the most ruthless and make killing their only goal, so they are the ones who take human life the least seriously, and from the very beginning they are told that human affection is the most meaningless thing.

Until, he found Li Buxian in Liaobei Province.

That broken-mouthed guy is really annoying, but it's warm.

Like Chen Ran who ran out just now, it looks very annoying and warm.

He didn't know what Chen Ran was going to do, but he knew that a man like Chen Ran would never leave his comrades, in the army, he felt the kind of feelings between real men and men, the killer organization is also full of men, and they are also required to trust each other when performing tasks, but that can't be real trust, in the battle team, he lives and dies with those scouts, he can give his back to them willingly, or he can fight for them willingly.

The flames in the distance shook, and Chen Ran, who was smoking on his body, ran back with something on his body, his clothes were on fire, his hair was burned as if they were together, and smoke was coming up from his head.

Chen Ran, who rushed back, ran to Sumeru's side in one go, gasping for breath and putting down the things he was holding in his arms.

"I thought there would be something in the barracks for the medical officer, and I don't know where to try my luck, but you kid are fucking lucky...... I'll have to take you to gamble when I get back. ”

Chen Ran opened the medicine box as he spoke, where could he care that there was still a fire on his body, Sumeru Yan raised his hand with difficulty to extinguish the fire on Chen Ran's shoulder, Chen Ran smiled at him: "I don't know how to stitch, I've never done this, but if your wounds are not cleaned and stitched, you will definitely die, so you will die left and right, if it is because I didn't sew you to death, don't come to me to ask for my life when you get to the underworld, I haven't lived enough, there are so many good girls waiting for me on both sides of the Xiaohuai River in Chang'an City, If you don't think you can go without pulling one...... When I'm seventy or eighty, you'll pull me again. ”

Sumeru Yan snorted and laughed: "Your mouth is more broken than Li Buxian's." ”

Although Chen Ran kept talking, the movements of his hands did not affect in the slightest, he quickly turned out the wound medicine and found bandages and needles, although he had never stitched up wounds for others, and the number of times he could see it was not small.

"Bear with it!"

Chen Ran turned the dagger out and handed it to Sumeruhiko, who stuffed the dagger into his mouth and bit it.

Chen Ran twisted open a pot of wine he found and smelled it, the smell of the liquor suddenly entered his nose, and he almost couldn't help but want to pour it into his mouth.

Cleaning the wound with strong liquor, and then starting to stitch it up, Sumeru bit the dagger so hard that he didn't make a sound, and even forced himself not to frown, he was afraid that if he reacted too much, Chen Ran would blame himself and feel guilty.

What is a man?

Sumeru's forehead was covered with sweat, the pain could be imagined, but he never said anything, he didn't say a word, Chen Ran clumsily used a crooked needle to stitch up Sumeruhiko's wound, and his forehead was also densely covered with sweat, and soon the blood stains on his face were washed one by one.

After stitching up a wound and sprinkling the wound medicine, and then moving on to the next one, the two of them in this corner under the firelight, involuntarily make people think of those four words...... Depend on each other.

Finally sealing the last wound, Sumeru looked down and spat off the dagger in his mouth: "You can't do needlework." ”

"Shut up."

Chen Ran raised his hand to wipe the sweat on his face, carefully sprinkled the wound medicine and began to bandage it.

Sumeruhiko: "I'm sorry, it turns out that your bandaging skills are even worse, you said that I am a seven-foot man, I can't kill the enemy, and I have been injured in many places, what kind of spirit will it be if I can go back alive, the soldiers and brothers have to pick a thumb when they see me, but when you see the bow you tie, it's a little bad, can't you change the style?" ”

"Cute in the majestic, playful in the strong."

Chen Ran glared at him: "How good." ”

Sumeru resigned himself to his fate.

After Chen Ran tied up all the bandages, he sat down next to Sumeru as if he had been drained of strength, and before he could speak, suddenly a scimitar slashed down on the top of his head, he didn't see it himself, Sumeru Yan saw it.

At this moment, Sumeru Yan did not hesitate to pounce on Chen Ran, and used his body to block the knife.

While!

The scimitar flew into the air.

It wasn't his turn to block with his body.

Sumeru Yan paused for a moment, looked back, and saw the guy named Shen Leng who was covered in blood in the flames and smoke, that guy was the first to rush ashore and kill through the array of Bohai people, and clashed left and right again just to find them, I don't know how many Bohai people were hacked to death by this black line knife that seemed to be enchanted, and the soul of the dead on the knife seemed to turn into black gas and surrounded it.

Shen Leng swept away the scimitar of the Bohai people, and the blade swept and cut off the neck of the Bohai soldier, and blood sprayed on him, his face was warm, but he didn't look at the enemy at all.

"Awesome!"

Chen Ran screamed when he saw Shen Leng: "Let's kill it?" ”

Shen Leng stretched out his hand and pulled the two people up: "It's over." ”

He opened the way in front, and a black line knife spilled out was a call from hell, and one enemy after another was cut down to the ground, so he killed all the way back to the shore, Shen Leng arranged for someone to send Sumeru back to the south bank camp for healing, and then looked at Shen Leng: "You also go back together." ”

"Go back to."

As soon as Chen Ran reached out and took a horizontal knife from his own soldiers, he took off the refugee's clothes on his body, shirtless, and asked for an arm shield tied to his left arm.

"Without me by your side, you're really slow to kill."

Chen Ran looked at the Bohai people who were still resisting in the distance: "Go kill another one and go back and forth?!" ”

Shen Leng took a deep breath and pointed the black line knife at the Bohai people: "Kill!" ”

The Ning army rushed forward, not long after landing, their strength was obviously insufficient, but there was no disadvantage, and the Ning army, which continued to join in, expanded the array, cut the Bohai people's team and tore it apart.

"Hold the shore!"

Shen Leng shouted loudly: "Hold the way for the brothers to go ashore." ”

There are hundreds of thousands of refugees and 100,000 troops on the south side of Pingguang City, although it has been completely chaotic, but it is far more than the number of people who rushed over the Ning army, under the command of the general, the Bohai Navy began to fight back frantically to press the Ning army back into the river.

It was a killing that people couldn't describe in words, everyone forgot everything except killing, the Ning army formed a thin formation on the shore to block the Bohai people from slapping again and again like the waves of the sea, and the corpses that fell in front of them were spread layer after layer, but even if the casualties were huge, the Bohai people knew that they must not let the Ning people kill all of Anshui, Anshui was the last defense line outside the city of Pingguang City.

The soldiers of the Ning army who ran quickly on the five pontoon bridges squeezed forward, and the Bohai army on the opposite side was also squeezing forward, and the troops on the river line were all silted up here.

"Swordsman!"

There was a loud shout from behind Shen Leng, it was Yan Kaisong's voice.

"Kill!"

A neat killing sound appeared, Yan Kaisong rushed up with sword soldiers, these soldiers trained by Pei Tingshan himself were like fierce beasts in the wilderness, and soon helped Shen Leng and them expand their positions on the shore.

"Heavy armor! The heavy armor of the Bohai people! ”

I don't know who shouted, Shen Leng raised his head and looked into the distance, the ranks of the Bohai people began to separate, and the neat line of heavy armored infantry squeezed towards the shore like a moving mountain, the thick chain mail on the heavy armored infantry was difficult to cut, even if it was a spear, it was not easy to stab in, but the Mo knife in their hands could cut the galloping horse.

I learned this from Daning.

"Hold on!"

Shen Leng shouted violently, and the soldiers shouted, even the crossbow could not penetrate the thick defense of the heavy infantry at all, and the crossbow arrows could not be killed if they hit them, and the Ning army's defense line on the shore began to be squeezed, and their horizontal knives did not have much effect on the opponent, but the other party's Mo knife sweep would cut people in two.

Shen Leng kicked down the heavy armored infantry who squeezed in front of him, the black line knife poked down and cut into the neck, and blood came out from under the chain armor one by one, but not everyone had such a sharp and heavy black line knife as him, and the Ning army's defense line was being squeezed back into the river little by little.

At this moment, Shen Leng suddenly saw a big chaos behind the heavy armor, and then saw a person flying up, squatting on the shoulder of a heavy infantryman, and the black line knife pierced the infantryman's neck horizontally, and when the person jumped down, he pulled back, and the heavy armored infantry immediately fell to the ground.

"Northern Frontier Army!"

The Eastern Frontier Army, which was fighting in the south of the heavy infantry of the Bohai State, cheered when they saw it.

"It's our Northern Frontier Army!"

Behind the heavily armored infantry, Meng Chang'an's black line knife pointed: "Kill them all!" ”