Looking at that kind of smoke, Zha Han's face was as pale as paper in an instant, and those advantages on the battlefield were not as good as this smoke, and Zha Han was so angry that he almost wiped his neck with a knife. On the frontal battlefield, the wind is sharp and the attack is sharp, but it never fights at both ends. While fighting with himself, he ran to sneak attack, so Zha Han didn't expect Feng Li to come to this hand at all.

"Feng Li, you are shameless." Zha Han was so angry that his voice trembled.

"Zha Han, if anyone is shameless, your meanness is unmatched. How many times have you ambushed and attacked us, and we have annihilated the city of Angola Ruz. Now that you say this, don't you think it's ridiculous? Feng Li looked at Zha Han coldly, and his voice was icy and piercing.

"You ......" Zhan Han wanted to refute, but found that he couldn't organize the language, and he agreed in his heart, that is, his ambush was really good, almost every time Fengli was wiped out, and he was almost able to take Fengli's life several times.

"Zha Han, I swore in my heart that I would like you to repay all the pain I have suffered, and I want you to repay it tenfold. You ambushed me, you killed my brother, you made me feel the pain, I will make you miserable and can't do it yourself. Fengli's eyes were shining under the light of the night lights, and the cold air froze Zha Han.

"Withdraw!" After thinking about it, Zha Han made this decision. Not to mention the destruction of grain and grass, this sky-high fire shows that the fire is severe, and he can't save it when he goes back. The main thing is that he has to know who is behind him? What else are they going to do? I can't be caught between them and back, and I will be destroyed by Fengli like this.

Defeating Fengli head-on, Zha Han has never had such an idea. Zha Han knew that he could have such thoughts. At the beginning, when he first encountered Feng Li in the autumn harvest in Angola City, he would kill Feng Li regardless of Qiē. What kind of desperate situation has Feng Li pushed Jiang Jia Tu to?

Of course, Chahan also cornered the Angolan city of Ruz. In the time that Feng Li left, he caused the city of Angola to lose nearly half of its troops. It also injured most of the generals in Angola Ruz City and could not fight anymore, and lost half of the most elite troops in Angola Ruz City, the Reaper Legion. If Chahan is allowed to continue to use the plan, and if Chahan and the passenger car are allowed to cooperate, the city of Angola Ruz will be destroyed.

It is undeniable that today's defeat is a big factor in the absence of passengers and cars. Being able to kill a general on the battlefield is a huge impact on the hearts of all enemies. Let the generals be frightened, the soldiers be chilled, and the opponent's morale be cold. Keep your morale high.

If there was no wind to kill the Keqiche with the arrows of the gods, the strength of Angola Ruz City would not be enough to compete with Zha Han, and it would only be Angola Ruz City that would lose. When you have no generals to use, no soldiers to fight. What victory is there to speak of.

Thoughtful, Chahan commanded the retreat. The wind does not stop it. Just quietly watching. After Zha Han withdrew from the battle area, she came to Luo San's side.

"How?" Feng Li's face, which had been indifferent, finally showed an anxious look.

"It's fine!" Luo San said with a pale face.

Feng Li didn't care about him, and pulled away the hand that was covering his chest, there was a fist-sized wound there, the wound was gushing blood, and it seemed that almost the entire head of the gun had burst into his body. Luo San's martial arts are still very convinced, and he doesn't want him to be injured like this by Ming Weishi.

Look at Fang Ming again, there is no strict zhòng on Luo San's body. But there are wounds everywhere, apparently stricter. Ding Bai and Chen Bai over there are not much better! Several people were too badly injured. Feng Li ordered someone to carry them to treatment immediately.

At this time, on the battlefield, nine out of ten of the fallen were soldiers from the city of Ruz, Angola. The two armies were able to fight without a single difference, all because of their bloody sacrifices. Zhhan had already outnumbered the Angolan city of Luz, and they had sent two-thirds of their men out if they didn't fight hard, how could they make the Canadian troops unable to advance a bit.

Chahan hurriedly withdrew to the camp, the billowing smoke seemed to burn on his heart, where was the food for all the sergeants, hoping that he could still snatch some from the fire in order to support the supplies that came over.

However, looking at the two great gods in front of him, Lin Jixing, Shi Zichuan, and Zha Han, he knew that there was no hope. I don't even know when they got around behind me.

"General, we've been waiting for a long time." It's been a long time, how annoying it is, how is it good to wait for work like this to make Zha Han who is anxious for food.

"When did you get here?" Zhan Han still wanted to know that he had been staring at Angola Ruz City, where and when they had withdrawn from Lin Jixing.

"We're just too eager for your army's spirits, so strong and drunk, that we've always wanted to taste them. The general didn't give it, so we had to find it ourselves. It's just that we drink too little, and the wine is too strong to drink. I couldn't drink it, so I had to dump it all into the fire. Wow, I don't want to hear the bang, it's really good wine! "In fact, Lin Jixing and Shi Zichuan poured all the wine in the granary before they lit it, so the fire could burn so strongly.

"How did you get out of town?" Zhan Han only wanted to figure out how they got here, and he couldn't even think of it himself.

"Didn't you call us over, General? Oh, it's the one! Shi Zichuan pointed to Larry behind Zha Han.

"When you came to call for battle, our men came out, but only half of them returned. It was too dark, and you were far away, and we were all lying on the ground, scattered around when you weren't looking. Shi Zichuan patiently explained to Zha Han.

"The first time we deliberately stayed there, waiting for you to come and then come in, the second time I deliberately him off, we came in so quickly, you won't pay attention, of course it's the same later." Lin Jixing was in a happy mood, and he had always been silent, and he talked a lot.

"How do you know if we're attacking real or fake?" Larry asked, puzzled.

"We don't need to make a distinction, if you really attack, we will take it seriously, and if it is fake, it will be implemented according to the plan, all the same." Lin Ji Xing attacked the spear in his hand towards Chahan.

Larry stepped forward and took it. I've been suffocating today, longing for a fight with Lin Jixing.

The domineering spear with enthusiasm meets the calm and restrained cold spear, the confrontation between ice and fire. There are two different fighting intentions, and what is the same is their self-confidence. They believe in themselves, the absolute confidence that the opponent is shot, and that domineering. A kind of domineering that is the first in the world.

Shi Zichuan didn't care, he stepped forward directly, and Dadalie was willing to fight him. While they were talking, Nie Xiaoyu was already standing behind them, closing the encirclement.

Arrows, densely falling. Nie Xiaoyu waved his hand, and the soldiers behind him pulled their bows one after another, and the bows and arrows did not stop for a moment. The black rain of arrows accompanied by the smoke and fire over there, coupled with the darkness and coldness of the night itself, and the soldiers who were all together in close arms, the picture made people shiver strangely.

At this time, no one on the battlefield thought about this, just sent the weapon in his hand to the other party, only the blood of the enemy can pour the cold in his heart, and only the battle can dissolve the anger in his heart. Gatu was attacked from behind the Angolan city of Ruz, burning all his own grain and grass. The soldiers of Angola Ruz City are angry with them again and again, and they have repeatedly provoked, when has Angola Ruz City been so defeated. And the marshal, who is like a god, repeatedly insults them, how can they swallow that breath.

Looking at his own army surrounded in the center, Zha Han's heart was full of resentment. But at this time, he seems to be a turtle in an urn!

Two-thirds of the army in the city of Angola Ruz is here, so how did they resist themselves at the gate just now? The Angolan city of Luz has half of its own troops, and if it is divided and conquered like this, it is clear that it will fight against itself with one-sixth of its strength just now. How do they do it? No wonder I still wonder why I can't fight in Angola Ruz City today, fighting desperately with myself, falling in piles and piles, and my own soldiers are basically stepping on their corpses.

Now do you want to die in battle or find a way to escape, how to choose? While Chahan was pondering, the encirclement of Angola Ruz City was getting smaller and smaller, and Dadalie, Batuli, and Larry were also slowly approaching, protecting Chahan in the middle.

The Angolan city of Ruz wanted to annihilate Chahan, and there were many strong generals under Chahan, and both sides could only use the enemy's casualties to reflect their victory. Blood, scarlet, people, mutilation, whose bodies fell everywhere.

There is no such thing as pathos on the battlefield, and only by working hard to make the opponent fall will your chances of survival be higher. So even if the blood is bleeding and the corpses are everywhere, as long as the battle does not stop, no one will put down the weapons in their hands.

The battle lasted from early morning to dawn, and it was only when the sun pierced through the darkness and the dawn peeked out from behind the clouds. The fallen soldiers on both sides were mixed together, and apart from each other in addition to their body armor, they could not distinguish each other from anywhere else.

Looking at these, Lin Jixing sighed silently, but Zha Han still left. Fengli said that he couldn't kill him, so he had to let him escape.

A general with a head and a brain is better to deal with than a hot-blooded reckless man, especially when there are thousands of people under the reckless man.

Without food, Chahan had no choice but to retreat and return to Fobi, 30 kilometers away, to reorganize and rest. At this time, the city of Ruz in Angola, outside the city, and the destroyed camp in Chahan, were full of heavy sorrow.

Those who are not at the border will never know the hardships of the border pass. There is no fixed land, no fixed harvest, no fixed crops, let alone a harvest. Today, I will go to the field, maybe tomorrow I will come to fight the autumn wind. The loess is all over the sky, and the wind and sand are dusty every day, and under such a sky, they still believe that there is tomorrow, and tomorrow will be better.

The royal family does not support, and the border soldiers are their support. This Angola Ruz city is not falling, not because the builder is well repaired, the marshal leads the troops well, not that the general is invincible, but because of the resolute and calm eyes of the border people. (To be continued......)