Zhao Fan glanced at everyone, kicked Xu Yong to the ground, and roared with a black face, "What are you doing here?" What do you want to do? Is my Shouwang the kind of person who is greedy for life and afraid of death, who only cares about running for his own life and abandoning his brothers? ”

Xu Yong, who was kicked to the ground, smiled bitterly and glanced at Qiao Xinchao, who glanced behind Zhao Fan.

Zhao Fan heard the slight footsteps behind him, and hurriedly turned his head, just in time to see Scar raise his hand knife, ready to slash towards him, and kicked Scar's stomach with a kick.

When Scar saw Zhao Fan kicking him, his first reaction was to want to fight back, but when he saw that it was Zhao Fan in front of him, he couldn't help but slow down, and the kick really kicked him in the stomach, and suddenly a sharp pain in his abdomen hit, and the whole person fell to the ground, bowed into a ball.

"What do you want? Want to rebel? Zhao Fan was furious and scolded loudly, "Are you trying to trap me in injustice? Or do you think I'm a coward and don't deserve to stay and fight alongside you? ”

"And you, what do you want to do secretly? Want to stun me and take me away? I tell you, don't think! I, King Shou, will either return to Luoyang City from this canyon today, or I will die here with my brothers! Zhao Fan glared at Scar viciously and reprimanded angrily.

The whole valley mouth was silent, all the soldiers raised their heads to look at Zhao Fan, their eyes were full of different colors, Qiao Xinchao looked at the angry Zhao Fan, wanted to say something, opened his mouth, but in the end he still didn't say anything.

"Lord Wang, this time it's all the villain's fault, it's the villain who harmed the prince and everyone, if it weren't for the villain's bad idea, everyone wouldn't have been killed." Qiao Xinchao's eyes were red, and he glanced at Zhao Fan and many soldiers who were still kneeling on the ground sadly, and said sadly, "Now, the chasing soldiers are behind, and we are short of horsepower and materials, I have harmed everyone, and I still have the face to live in the world?" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he pulled out the short sword at his waist and wiped it off his neck.

Zhao Fan saw that the situation was wrong, and hurriedly took off the crossbow machine on his waist and threw it towards Qiao Xinchao, the crossbow machine flew to Qiao Xinchao's face with a roar, and instantly swollen his face and nose, and the whole person fell backwards, and the short sword in his hand also fell to the ground.

"Hold him down!" Zhao Fan shouted, and the two soldiers on the side hurriedly got up and pressed Qiao Xinchao's hands, so as not to do stupid things again.

"Qiao Xinchao, what do you want to do?" Zhao Fan looked at Qiao Xinchao, who had a blue nose and swollen face, he was so angry and angry, he kicked him in anger, and said viciously, "This action was implemented after you and I discussed it and everyone agreed collectively, and everyone didn't want to see such a problem, but this is not your problem alone, we are a collective, do you understand?" ”

"If something goes wrong and you want to kill yourself by wiping your neck, do you still need to fight this battle? Suicide is a sign of cowardice, a sign of a bad race, since you have the courage to commit suicide, why don't you use this courage to save the problem? ”

"Alright, everybody, get up!"

Zhao Fan stood up straight, glanced around at the many soldiers around him, and said in a deep voice, "Soldiers, now we are sleepy and tired, the enemy is recuperating, the road is closed by heavy snow in front, and the chasing soldiers are coming, 30,000 against 7,000, our chances of winning are very small, many of us will die here." ”

"Today, it is my Shouwang who can't stand you, because my leadership has no way to lead everyone to such a dead place, and it is because of my immature strategy and tactical assumptions that I will formulate such a flawed battle plan for everyone in a hurry. It's me who hurt everyone, and I make amends to everyone! ”

After speaking, he knelt on the ground on both knees, and it was a big gift to the people in front of him, extremely sincere, and the soldiers who had just gotten up on the periphery hurriedly knelt down again, but their eyes were full of shock.

What kind of prince is this, who actually makes such a big salute to these big-headed soldiers? And it is for the mistakes of his own subordinates to bear the responsibility for this ineffective plan.

If you want to say that these ordinary big-headed soldiers have no complaints about this failed plan, there must be, after all, if you don't make a mistake, your life will be lost here, how can there be no complaints?

But at this moment, whether it is the pro-guard battalion, or those soldiers and government soldiers who have just arrived, they no longer have any other thoughts in their hearts.

What is the most important thing about a commander-in-chief? Strategy is important, but more important is the guarantee and responsibility. With a commander like Zhao Fan, not only will you have a good salary, but also a generous pension for the dead, and more importantly, you won't worry about being abandoned, you won't worry about being betrayed, and you won't have to worry about being used as cannon fodder.

If Zhao Fan chose to stay and face the battle with everyone, he had conquered the hearts of many people, then Zhao Fan's kneeling conquered everyone's hearts, especially Qiao Xinchao and those generals in the army, and their eyes were full of gratitude and respect when they looked at Zhao Fan.

After today, Zhao Fan will become the soul of this team and the soul belief of all of them, and after this battle, the people who survive will no longer distinguish between the Shenwu Army, the Surrender Army, and the Government Soldiers, they will only have the same name, that is Zhao Fan's soldiers!

And the bearded, Scar, Xu Yong, Qiao Xinchao and others will also form a real team and a real community of interests in Zhao Fan!

As for Zhao Fan, is he really not afraid of death? No, on the contrary, he is very afraid of death, he is even very afraid of pain, in his previous life, he would be afraid of an injection.

But this time is different from the past, he is no longer the otaku in his previous life, he is the king of Shou, the leader of this patchwork army, the protector of the entire Luoyang City, and the hope of the peace of thousands of people in Luoyang City.

When he slowly integrated into this era, these tasks, these burdens, and these missions were completely integrated into his bones.

Perhaps, this is the time to create heroes, the Zhao Fan of the past is gone, and now the living one is Zhao Fan, the king of Shou, and Zhao Fan, the city lord of Luoyang City!

Zhao Fan himself also understands that this world no longer allows him to retreat, does not allow him to be cowardly, and does not allow him to escape, all he can do is to overcome obstacles, move forward and move forward!

"Don't be like this, we are the prince's subordinates, whether we are dead or alive, we will never complain!"

"Lord Wang, my second king's life has long been sold to the prince, and being able to follow the prince is the greatest honor in my second life!"

"Fuck, fight with these bastards, they won't let us have a good time, and we will definitely not let them have a good time!"

"Yes, fight with them!"

"Lord Wang, take care! In our next life, we will be your soldiers! ”

The requirements of these big-headed soldiers are very low, as long as they can get the salary they deserve, they will be satisfied, who is good to them, they themselves know very well, as for death? On the day they came out to serve as soldiers, they were ready, as the so-called crockpot did not break from the well, and the general would inevitably die in battle.

Zhao Fan stood up, looked at the crowd of people, the unfamiliar and familiar faces, couldn't help but redden, drew out his long sword and pointed to the sky, and roared hoarsely, "All of them, line up to meet the enemy!" ”

The pale Scar got up from the ground, raised the Mo knife and roared loudly, "Where my king's sword is pointing, where our body is going!" ”

"Where my king's sword is pointing, where our body is going!"