"Fight back?!"

A group of people looked at the palace in amazement, as if they had heard something unbelievable. With-Dream- . lā

Yan Guan coughed, although he said that he couldn't beat him, but he still had to resolutely stop the behavior of going to death.

He raised his head and looked into Wei Gong's eyes, his two beards narrowed inward, "Master Swordsmith, I admit that your casting level has reached the pinnacle, and it is precisely because of this ...... that you have created Well, Turtle Castle, we can win this time. “

The smug smile on Wei Gong's face couldn't help but make his forehead flutter.

"But what I want to say is that we have a geographical advantage to support until now, after this battle is fought, it is initially estimated that the other side still has 20,000 people, and we only have 4,000 people, after giving up the geographical advantage, how can we fight?"

Even if the guard palace is converted into 5,000 troops, there is still a double gap between them, and in this world, there is no mutual confrontation with geographical advantages, and it is completely based on the advanced weapons and the number of troops.

Wei Gong sighed lightly, "Don't we still have two thousand miners, plus five thousand captives, isn't it quite a lot?" ”

"......" Yan Guan tried hard to suppress the depression in his chest, if it wasn't for the fact that he couldn't beat you, Lao Tzu would have to kill you, "These people can't become combat effectiveness." ”

The 2,000 miners had no combat effectiveness, and most of the 5,000 prisoners were wounded, and even if one or two thousand were intact, even if they could be pushed to the battlefield, they would inevitably be suspected of defecting.

No, it will definitely defect to the battle, which fool will obediently stand in front and scare his own master, besides, the army of Nansha itself is stronger than us.

After being reminded by the guard, he suddenly realized that he should kill all these captives, otherwise it would easily become a disaster in the future.

"I think there's something he said."

The light shining from the sky revealed half of Mouton's face, and the huge head and two big eyes like copper bells made it look extremely powerful.

"Huh?" Yan Guan looked at him in surprise, never thought that even Mouton would be so crazy.

……

After returning to Chen Zhou, Jian Kuobei found out when he counted the number of people-

He lost the general's son.

A cold snap rushed directly from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

If the general knew about this......

He didn't dare to think about it anymore, but he had to think about what was about to happen.

The previous battle was so chaotic that he didn't have time to pay attention to the young general, when Feng Dan was killed in the enemy formation, and when he disappeared, he didn't know at all.

And, judging by his judgment, I'm afraid this man is already cold.

Jian Kuobei's legs went limp, and then he sat on the chair weakly.

He held his head in his hands and was never so depressed as he was today.

Putting aside the death of the general's son, today's fiasco alone is shocking enough.

To this day, those brutal battle scenes are still tumbling in his mind, and he is terrified when he thinks about it.

Nearly 30,000 people were lost, and the only result was probably some understanding of the number of enemies -

Judging by the strength and attack points of the opponent's battle today, the remaining number should not exceed five thousand.

For them with 20,000 people, Chen Zhou is still safe for the time being.

Thinking of this, Jian Kuobei's heart was slightly soothed, he raised his head, leaned back in the back of the chair, and stared at the ceiling with a pair of chaotic eyes.

Now according to the most correct approach, it should be to report today's situation to the general, and then wait for him to send troops to support, before that, you need to hold your position, the other side does not dare to attack rashly, and after a long time, it will naturally retreat to the south.

Having made up his mind, Jian Kuobei took out the Qiankun mirror and prepared to report to the general.

The thought of the general's hideous face that was about to eat people made his fingers tremble.

"Taishou-sama! Oh no! ”..

There was a rush of footsteps, and the little colonel shouted through the window, and then he was so anxious that he didn't even have time to leave the door, and flew in directly through the window.

Kuang Lang Lang ...... The glass shattered to the ground.

Jian Kuobei didn't have time to feel sorry for his Taiming Pink Flower Broken Star Crystal Glass, his heart trembled, and he quickly stood up.

"What are you panicking about? What's wrong?! ”

"Your Excellency!" Xiao Xiao looked panicked, swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, and said, "My lord! Beisha is coming! Now it is only twenty miles away from Chen Zhou. ”

"Beisha?!" Jian Kuobei pondered for a moment and said coldly, "These people really have wolf nature in their bones, so they dare to fight." ”

He tied the armor to his body from the side, and said as he put it on, "Then what are you waiting for, let's go kill him without leaving a piece of armor." ”

This group of Beisha Army is really caught in the door.

In the mine before, the other party had a geographical advantage, but now in Lao Tzu's field, don't you get dizzy?

"Big, my lord...... the little colonel stopped talking, and trembled uncontrollably, "My lord, the enemy is coming...... I'm afraid there are more than 00,000 people. ”

Jian Kuobei's hand slipped, and he didn't properly stuff the Qiankun mirror into the armor, and the thing slid down from it and fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.

He stayed for a long time, and then turned back with a clatter.

"You just ...... Say what? ”

……

Yes, outside Chenzhou City at this time, it was densely packed with soldiers from Beisha.

Everyone was dressed in red armor, like blood, like the remnant sun.

The army marched in unison, marching towards this side at an unhurried pace, like a great tidal wave, slowly submerging the land.

Viewed from above, it looks like a giant disc that encloses the small circular city in the center.

The attack of Beisha caused a huge panic among the residents of the city.

People screamed and hugged their heads, and pedestrians on the street hid in their homes, locking their doors tightly.

The old people watch the children, and the young people watch the old people.

As for the soldiers who were responsible for guarding Chen Zhou, they were now scattering in a circle around Chen Zhou.

But no matter how you look at it, this circle is a little thinner, and it is disproportionate to those red armor troops outside.

"Mom. Who are those? ”

A little boy of about four years old was lying on the windowsill of his house, pointing to the distance.

A bright red color.

The young mother hurriedly picked him up.

"Don't ask, those are the Northern Sand Wolves. It's scary. ”

Just when everyone was panicking and felt that the end was coming, a white figure flew out from the Beisha Army in the direction of the south.

Liang Mingfeng flew in the air, and then lifted the hood he wore on his head.

For some reason, everyone fell silent when they saw him lift his hat.

The young man with short silver hair, with delicate facial features, dark skin, and perfect contours, is very like-

Their Majesty the Emperor.

He was dressed in a white robe, and the red wave behind him stood out.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I am Sha Kailan, the only successor designated by the emperor before his death."