Jiulong Mountain, fierce battles are in full swing.

Zhou Yin held a shield in his left hand to protect the face door, and brandished a bloodstained sword in his right hand, rushed up the hillside for the seventh time, and met Zhao Tong head-on again. Zhao Tong held the spear in both hands, stabbed when he was distracted, Zhou Yin waved his knife to meet him, the knife and spear intersected, and Ding Ding Dangdang made a chaotic sound. Zhao Tong was condescending, holding a spear with both hands, taking advantage of a lot, killing Zhou Yin to an unstable foothold, retreating step by step, and seeing that he was about to lose again.

Zhou Yin's eyes were red, he fought with Zhao Tong countless times for most of the month, and every time he was defeated, he was really angry. In terms of martial arts, Zhao Tong is not stronger than him, in terms of courage, he charges every time, but Zhao Tong has been hiding in the bunker on the mountain, and he did not rush out to intercept until Zuihou. It's not that he can't beat Zhao Tong, but by the time he attacked the bunker, his subordinates had already lost more than half of them, and their physical strength was also seriously consumed, so he couldn't fight against Zhao Tong, who was waiting for work.

If he was killed by Zhao Tong again this time, he didn't know if he would have a chance to rush up the mountain again next time.

Zhou Yin was furious, roared, and threw out the shield in his hand vigorously. The shield swirled and flew towards Zhao Tong. Zhao Tong was taken aback, but he was not flustered, his arms shook hard, and the spearhead hit the shield, and the shield rolled, not knowing which mountain recess it fell into.

Zhou Yin seized this opportunity, held the knife in both hands, and stomped on Zhao Tong's legs. Zhao Tong held a spear, and the spearhead was deeply inserted into the crack of the stone, blocking Zhou Yin's blow, and the elastic spear handle rebounded, and the spearhead stabbed into Zhou Yin's chest.

A scene that made Zhao Tong dumbfounded appeared again. Zhou Yin threw the knife away, and stretched out his hands to the spearhead that stabbed. Hold it in your arms and pull it back with all your might. Zhao Tong was caught off guard and was almost dragged down the mountain by Zhou Yin. He took a step forward, one foot resting on the rock, trying to hold his body.

Zhou Yin clenched the handle of the spear with both hands, kicked the mountain hard with both feet, glared at Zhao Tong viciously, and laughed wildly: "Shoot me!" Shoot him! ”

When the guards behind him saw it, they immediately raised their crossbows and shot at Zhao Tong, who was pulled out of cover by Zhou Yin. Zhao Tong frowned. Suddenly let go of the spear. Bent down to cover a shield, block the vital point, pull out the long knife at his waist, and slash at Zhou Yin.

Zhou Yinzheng and Zhao Tong fought for the spear with all their might. Zhao Tong suddenly let go. He didn't have time to react. He almost fell, and before he could come back to his senses, Zhao Tong had already swung his knife to kill him. And he was still holding the spear upside down, unable to parry, so he had to roll and crawl, which avoided Zhao Tong's attack. In dodge, he couldn't care about the spear either. Zhao Tong picked up the spear with his foot, caught it in the air, and threw it at him hard.

Zhou Yin was taken aback, and subconsciously jumped up to dodge. When his body was empty, he found that he had no way back, waved his hands, and rolled all the way down the mountain road, knocking the few remaining guards to the ground.

"Phew!" Zhao Tong spat and retreated to the bunker stupidly.

Zhu Ji watched Zhou Yin roll down the hillside from a distance and let out a long sigh. "Zhou Yin is crazy."

"We're all crazy." Pan Jun squinted his eyes, and there was no emotion on his dusty face, only indifference.

"General, you ......"

"A thousand miles marching, but the most important enemy is behind us, we are not crazy, what else can we?" Pan Jun glanced back at Zhu Ji: "You don't think Wei Ba is here until now, right?" ”

Zhu Ji blinked his eyes and smiled helplessly. For most of the month's battle, although Wei Ba's battle flag had been fluttering on the hillside, he had never seen Wei Ba himself appear. If he guessed correctly, then Wei Ba would definitely not be here, but lurking somewhere, waiting for the best opportunity to attack.

Thinking of Wei Ba's previous achievements, Zhu Ji couldn't help but feel a chill. Such a strange opponent hiding in the dark is enough to make anyone tremble.

"General, will he be in Jinping Mountain?" Zhu Ji asked with a glimmer of hope for Zuihou.

"Even if he was there, he shouldn't be there now." Pan Jun glanced at the top of the mountain again and waved his hand: "Retreat, we can't wait any longer, if we wait any longer, we will be wiped out." ”

"General, isn't it a pity to withdraw now?" Zhu Ji said regretfully: "We have already attacked in front of them, and if we work harder, we may be able to take the position and save Ling Ai." ”

"I also want to save my daughter, but neither my daughter nor Zhao Tong is our goal." Pan Jun strode towards the camp: "We don't have much military rations, if we hold on, if we encounter obstacles on the road, there will be no room for maneuver." Let's go, if the whole army can withdraw to Chenyang, it will be a victory. ”

Zhu Ji didn't say much, turned around and left.

Zhou Jun rushed to the bottom of the mountain, took Zhou Yin, who was covered in bruises, from his hand, and complained: "Zhongying, don't you want to die?" ”

Zhou Yin glanced at him weakly, didn't say anything, and didn't bother to say anything. When he learned that Sun Luban had returned to Wuchang, he felt that his head was no longer on his neck, and if he could die on the battlefield, it would not be a good choice. It's a pity that after fighting for more than half a month, he failed to do so and withdrew alive.

God is really blind and doesn't want to die, such as his brother Zhou Xun; Those who want to die can't, like me.

Zhou Yin sighed, broke free from Zhou Jun's support, walked in front of Zhu Ji, and asked with a breath: "General, are you still attacking?" ”

Zhu Ji smiled bitterly: "If you can't fight, if you don't fight, the general has to leave some time on the road." ”

"Won't fight?" Zhou Yin was in a daze for a while, and seemed to be unable to accept this result: "That...... Miss Pan is not saved? ”

"Are you really, did you see that the general mentioned his daughter from beginning to end?" Although Zhu Ji is Zhou Yin's boss, as a native of Jiangdong, he also has a lot of criticism about the Jianghuai system, but he admires this peer who is very good and ruthless in fighting, and he speaks much more easily.

Zhou Yin sighed and didn't say anything more, he spat on the ground with hatred. In vain, all the people he lost here died in vain.

Pan Jun walked into the big tent, and as soon as the tent door closed behind him, tears couldn't help but flow. His daughter had been in the hands of thieves for several months, and he didn't know if she was still alive, but he had to retreat voluntarily in order to save the lives of these soldiers. As a general, he knew that it was wise, rushing to the three valleys to fight, it was originally a chaotic fate, the sooner he retreated, the greater the vitality, but as a father, he couldn't save his daughter from fire and water, he felt very powerless and sad.

On the hillside, Pan Ziyu had red eyes and carefully bandaged Zhao Tong's wounds. The battle was getting fiercer and fiercer, and Zhao Tong had already been wounded three times, although none of them were fatal, but they made him very tired.

After treating the wound, Pan Ziyu carefully fastened his armor and turned around to leave.

"You go back." Zhao Tong lowered his head and smoothed the already smooth nail leaf.

Pan Ziyu stopped, but did not look back.

"Your father is at the bottom of the mountain, go see him and bring him a message." Zhao Tong lowered his head, as if talking to himself: "You tell him that he can't attack Jiulong Mountain, and I will fight him to the end." ”

"Say it to him yourself." Pan Ziyu left in a hurry, very hurriedly.

"Alas-" Zhao Tong smiled bitterly, and stopped talking. He scratched his head, his face tangled.

……

At the edge of the water, Wei Ba quietly walked in the bamboo forest with more than 200 soldiers. The cold night breeze rustles through the bamboo forest. Dozens of sacred dogs, under the comfort of the dog trainers, walked silently through the bamboo forest. Guan Feng was dressed in a military uniform and followed closely behind Wei Ba, Jin Suo'er and Qing Suo'er followed one after the other, vigilantly watching everything around them.

Not far away, the two barbarians were talking loudly, I don't know what they said, the two of them shouted daxiao. If you pay attention, you can hear that their laughter is a little dry and a little nervous.

They knew about the existence of Wei Ba and the others, and they stood here to cover for Wei Ba and the others to break out of the encirclement. They spoke loudly, just telling the patrolling Wu soldiers that this was their area of responsibility, and everything was fine, and there was no need to worry. But if Wu Jun approached, or those divine dogs barked, everything would be revealed.

Wei Ba and the others left quickly and disappeared into the dense forest, Xiangfu walked in Zuihou, waved his hand at the two relieved barbarians, raised his hand, and threw something over. One of the brutes caught it, took a look, and was immediately overjoyed.

It's a piece of gold.

"Jingfu, what's so embarrassing?"

"God will reward you." Xiangfu smiled and glanced at the direction where Wei Ba disappeared, and said calmly: "When we win the battle, I don't know how many times the loot will be more, this little bit of gold is meaningful." He patted the barbarian on the shoulder: "Be careful, don't be discovered by Wu Dog." ”

"Don't worry, those Wu dogs are very arrogant and won't pay attention to us." The barbarian put the gold into his waist and asked happily, "Jingfu, when will you bring us rich?" We also want to follow the gods. Following these Wu dogs, looking at their stinky faces every day, the birds are about to explode. ”

"It's coming." Xiangfu gave up his hand again, turned around and hurried away. The two barbarians glanced at each other, smiled proudly, hummed a little song, and walked away leisurely. They circled around and returned to the camp, making a beeline for the tribal elve's tent. Jingfu was waiting for them, and when he saw them, he asked, "How, has you been discovered by Wu Dog?" ”

"Don't worry, there is no flaw at all." The barbarian took out the gold and sent it to Jingfu with both hands: "Xiangfu Jingfu said that this is a reward from the gods, and there will be victories in the future." ”

Jingfu took the gold, checked it in his hand, and said with satisfaction: "Well, whether this god general is true or not, Dafang has nothing to say, much better than those Wu dogs with eyes on the top of their heads." Hehe, it's just that Lao Tzu was confused for a while, and he actually believed Huaigen's bastard dog. If he can be unkind, don't blame me for being unjust, one day, Lao Tzu will cut off his skull and give it to God as a greeting gift. (To be continued......)

PS: It's the middle of the month, everyone has a monthly pass, right? Lao Zhuang is the fifteenth in classification, and he is about to be caught up again. Today, I will add more, ask for motivation, and ask for monthly ticket support.