Chapter 232: Endless Killing 5

Three formations of spearmen against the enemy, Yuan Lang's side has obviously occupied the absolute peak, but the situation on the other side is not optimistic, when Yuan Lang turned to look, only to see that the city head on the other side has been killed by a river of blood, corpses are everywhere, and the number of enemy troops killed by the ladder is still increasing, our situation has reached the point of urgency.

"Nonsense, this is not your child's house, it is in danger of life at any time, go back quickly!" Yuan Lang reprimanded Yuan Fengming angrily, and then called a guard nearby, and ordered: "Send this kid back, all the way to his mother in the county guard's mansion, there must be no mistake!" ”

How dare the guard go against Yuan Lang's wishes, and hurriedly stepped forward Yuan Fengming, preparing to forcibly take him away from here.

But Yuan Fengming was desperate, and he was forced to stand directly on the lookout of the city wall, and pleaded: "Don't be a man, I'd rather die!" Uncle, nephew is not young, if you want to avenge blood, how can you always revolve around your mother! Taking a step back from today's situation, if the city is broken, what chance does my uncle think our mother and wife have to live? ”

Yuan Lang didn't expect Yuan Fengming to be choking with himself at this juncture, and what he said seemed to make sense.

That's right, today's battle is extraordinary, once the city is broken, Yuan Lang's death is needless to say, and these close relatives and generals around Yuan Lang will also be implicated, the generals are okay, maybe they were let go by Yuan Shao because there is a place to be used, but these blood relatives of their own must be cut and eradicated.

"Or does my uncle think it's a sure deal? If not, shouldn't the nephew, as the nephew of his uncle, contribute to the people of the city? Yuan Fengming saw that Yuan Lang was hesitant, and couldn't help but continue to distinguish while the iron was hot.

The doll, who was only eleven or twelve years old, could actually say this, after Yuan Lang thought about it, he couldn't help but smile, and asked incredibly: "Feng Ming, uncle doesn't know if you have grown up, or if your mother has been instilling something in you all these years, in short, your words, uncle was very shocked after hearing it, and at the same time, he was also very pleased!" ”

"What does that uncle mean? Can I stay? Yuan Fengming asked tentatively.

Yuan Lang nodded helplessly, and then said with a straight face: "But we have words first, you can only and must follow me, if you find that the situation is not right, you must go down to the city, even if you die, you can't die here!" Go to your mother's side, I will try to send someone to send you out of the city, even if it is only in case, I must leave some blood and bones for the old Yuan family, which can be regarded as my uncle's reward for you! ”

"Repay?" Yuan Fengming muttered in his heart, it was his grandparents who gave birth to his uncle, why did his uncle say as if he owed them a family.

Of course, Yuan Fengming didn't know what Yuan Lang said, he was because he had a life attached to Yuan Lang's shell in this life, and he owed the Yuan family from the beginning.

Of course, it is impossible for Yuan Lang to say these words to anyone.

Yuan Fengming didn't care so much, he only knew that he could stay now, even if he would negotiate the conditions with his uncle later, anyway, he didn't have to leave now.

"You stay too, protect this kid!" The guards just now happened to be assigned the task of guarding Yuan Fengming by Yuan Lang, and in this way, his danger was greatly reduced.

The guard was naturally happy, and patted his chest and promised: "Please rest assured, my subordinates will definitely protect the little general!" ”

Yuan Fengming seems to be very useful to his title of "little general", and Yuan Lang currently has no heirs, and his subordinate generals treat Yuan Fengming as his "half son", and he is naturally happy.

Yuan Lang said that he wanted to show his skills in the end, but the guards around him could let him be so in danger, so Yuan Lang pulled out his sword and wanted to step forward to fight the enemy, and on the other side, the guards stepped forward to knock down or even assassinate the opponent he had chosen, so that Yuan Lang shuttled through the crowd almost unhindered along the way, and did not encounter any threatening challenges.

Yuan Lang's appearance also has a positive side, that is, when his own soldiers saw that their commander was also on the battlefield, their passion and fighting spirit became more and more high, and several battle formations that were obviously at a low point turned defeat into victory, which is not amazing.

But the place where Yuan Lang went could only be the tip of the iceberg of the entire battlefield, and the enemy troops that kept pouring up had disrupted the ten combat locations they had originally divided, and now let alone ten, there were thirty places, and there were people fighting together in blood, and the city was like purgatory for a while, with blood flowing everywhere and corpses everywhere, and it was impossible to distinguish between friend and foe.

A personal guard led by Yuan Lang was also exhausted in the back and forth battles, plus the 3,000 cutting-edge troops he had transferred, the number of enemies and friends was always more than 10,000 people in the city, whether they were alive or dead, so at this time, Yuan Lang looked at a glance and all the dense people were people who were stained red with blood, he looked at it and suddenly felt a little fluttering under his feet, and then his eyes were full of golden light, and he suddenly felt that the world was spinning, and he was about to fall forward with a stumble.

"Lord!"

Fortunately, the guards around him were quick-eyed, and they hurriedly supported Yuan Lang, and the latter took a long time to recover.

"Lord, you're too tired, let's go back to the house first and wait for news!"

Yuan Lang has not experienced the baptism of the battlefield, and these guards of his know that after today's fierce battle, their boss has done his best.

However, Yuan Lang categorically couldn't accept the situation of retreating from the battle, not to mention that it was the most critical period of the decisive battle between the two armies, as long as he was still in the city, the soldiers would be able to have more courage and expectation.

"Uncle, they're right, why don't you go back and rest first!"

Yuan Fengming's face didn't know when it had been half stained with blood, and at this moment he was looking at Yuan Lang intently, hoping that he would accept the advice of the guards and not take any more risks.

No matter who came to persuade him, Yuan Lang just shook his head, he sat on the bluestone for a moment to ease his senses, and finally stood up, and said firmly: "Ben Shuai said that the city is dead, and you want us to go back, unless the city is broken!" But is the city broken? Look at our soldiers, which of them have no attachment from their relatives, and which one is not flesh and blood, and they can still fight to the end for the stability of the county town and the well-being of the people. Not only Ben Shuai, but even you should insist on a common goal, even if it is incumbent on us to pay the price of our lives! ”

Yuan Lang's words encouraged everyone present, especially Yuan Fengming, who had never experienced anything in his life today, and now listened to Yuan Lang's heartfelt remarks, and the tiredness of his body suddenly disappeared.

Yuan Fengming cheered himself up from the bottom of his heart, he must get ahead and have backbone, and his uncle Yuan Lang is his best example.