Murong Kai wielded his knife in the chaos, blood blinding his eyes, but not his sanity.

He dragged his wounds and moved to the front of the left side of the phalanx with difficulty, using only the knife full of blunt mouths, using his body as a shield, trying to resist the Qin army with a halberd like a forest, and seeking a chance for the Yan soldiers to escape.

"You guys, follow close!"

"General!"

"General!"

The soldiers shouted in unison, refusing to leave!

"Duan Chang! Don't take everyone away yet! Murong Kai shouted towards the left general led by him.

Before the words fell, another arrow hit Murong Kai's knife-holding right arm impartially, only to hear a "clang", the long knife fell from his hand, and the surrounding Qin troops saw that Murong Kai had no weapons, and pounced on them in groups like fierce tigers.

"General!"

As soon as the Yan soldiers saw Murong Kai hit the arrow, the savior was anxious, and regardless of the formation on the spot, they rushed over, and it was this move that happened to give the Qin army the opportunity to break through one by one.

"I still want to go! Not a single one can go! Hearing Dou Chong's cold snort, he put down his longbow and looked at Yan Bing who was constantly falling in a pool of blood in the distance, and the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened.

Why didn't you kill Murong Kai?

A person who is so important to Murong Trai, Yu is a nephew, and he is the bloodline of Murong Trai's fourth brother, who is the most respected and closest to him; Yu Gong, Murong Kai is the first general who accompanied him in the southern and northern wars, and he is his most trusted and relied on confidant minister.

Isn't it a pity to die with such a good chip?

The Yan soldiers fought desperately into the encirclement and dragged Murong Kai out, and they built a human wall with their flesh and blood chests to block the Qin army's sharp spears.

The spears pierced through the chest, spurting blood, in, out, until the flesh was blurred.

The soldier's blood splashed on Murong Kai's face, staining his eyes scarlet, and his hands kept resisting in the yellow sand, wanting to grab any weapon and rush in again to rescue his subordinates!

However, those bloodied hands could not hold anything but sand.

Murong Kai closed his eyes heavily, and roared towards the sky!

The blood of so many Yan soldiers can't be exchanged for peace in Kyushu!

How long will God help this Qin State!

"General Go!"

Seeing that Murong Kai was rescued, Dou Chong felt bad, and immediately snatched the spear of a Qin soldier beside him and came to fight in person.

"Hurry up and go, General!" Duan Chang shouted at the remaining dozen or so Yan soldiers, and he took the broken knife in his hand and blocked it in front of Dou Chong.

"Just you?"

"You want to stop me too?"

Dou Chong held the spear in his hand obliquely, and looked at Duan Chang with disdain on his body.

He never needs to look at someone who is not famous.

"Even if I can't stop you, our thousands of Yan State troops will stop you Qin State sooner or later!" Duan Chang looked at Dou Chong neither humbly nor arrogantly, every word was loud and sound, without any fear.

Dou Chong's strength is only the spear in his hand and the big bow behind his back, and what they are powerful is Xinzhi! It is an indestructible will!

"Speak wildly!" Dou Chong snorted coldly.

"What a death!"

Dou Chong took the lead in attacking, his fingers were slightly open, only to hear the crisp sound of bones, and then suddenly grasped, the long tassel touched the ground, he jumped and galloped, like a collapsed mountain, spear sprint, like a raptor out of the sea, Duan Chang waved his knife to block, he was no longer invincible.

In the blink of an eye, I suddenly saw a shocking line, and the spear went straight into the chest from the broken knife!

"Duan Chang!" Murong Kai saw this scene from afar, and his heart ached!

"Quick Rack...... The prince is gone! ”

Duan Chang's shout was still stuck in his throat, Dou Chong had already drawn his spear, and the gushing blood was crimson in the firelight, and the desolate color stained the spear handle in Dou Chong's hand red.

"Duan Chang!"

"Duan Chang!"

Duan Chang's body was already crumbling, the broken knife slipped powerlessly from his hand, and he stood trembling and majestic, swearing to stand in front of Dou Chong!

What is strong is faith!

"Duan Chang!"

He turned back with difficulty, and finally saw the scene where several brothers brought Murong Kai into the tunnel, and then, he smiled.

As soon as Dou Chong saw that Murong Kai had left, his heart was full of anger, and he shot another spear towards Duan Chang's body, standing up and stabbing, the spear was straight, and it was like a mountain.

Duan Chang spat blood from his mouth, but he held Dou Chong's spear tightly!

General, let's go quickly!

The tens of thousands of soldiers in Yanying are still waiting for you to go back!

Waiting for you to lead them and launch the next attack!

Dou Chong pulled out the spear hard, but before it came out, his eyes were ruthless, the cold light suddenly rose, and with a turn of his backhand, the sharp blade swirled in Duan Chang's flesh and blood, and the fatal pain was heartbreaking, and his hands and feet trembled in pain, and he slowly let go of his hand weakly.

At the same time that Dou Chong resolutely drew his spear, he kicked Duan Chang to the ground.

Duan Chang fell, with a final smile, he opened his eyes and headed in the direction of Fangtou, he knew that Da Yan's hope would not be separated from the sword!

It's still there! Always there!

As soon as Qin Jun saw Murong Kai enter the tunnel, he raised his knife and wanted to chase after him, but he was stopped by Dou Chong, "Pass the order, don't chase it!" ”

If Murong Chui's army was ambushed outside the city, then it was not worth it for them to die in vain in order to chase a Murong Kai.

"We don't have many soldiers, so don't let them die!"

This night, their Qin army has already won, not to mention how grand it is, but it is still beautiful.

He squinted at the mountains of Yan Jun's corpses piled up on the ground, and nodded with satisfaction, at least two months of food had been saved.

"Smoke!"

"Whether Murong Kai has the life to escape back or not, it depends on God's will."

****

The north wind howled, and with a sound, it precipitated Murong Chui's worries so heavily.

He had been standing outside the camp, looking forward to the triumphant return of the soldiers.

When he saw those sloppy figures from afar, his heart was cold.

He hurriedly led a group of soldiers and doctors over, and he knew what was going on without asking.

"Lord Wang!" Murong Kai was discouraged and wounded, and the moment he saw Murong Chui, he knelt down, and he couldn't speak in grief for a while, "Soldiers, ......"

Murong Chui slowly helped him up, didn't question anything, didn't blame anything, just patted him on the shoulder heavily.

He looked in the direction of Yecheng and silently wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

came to the battlefield, but no one returned.

****

"Father, how are you?"

At this time, a woman broke into Lan Khan's camp, she looked anxious, and there were still some sweat stains on her forehead, as if she had rushed from the palace a few miles away.

"It's okay for my father, Yao'er don't worry." When Lan Khan saw his daughter, he quickly covered the wound with his robe, for fear that she would be worried.

"I heard that my father and the army were trapped in Yecheng, I was so worried, I ......" The woman was in a hurry, and before she could say a few words, she coughed violently.

Lan Han's eyebrows tightened immediately, and he hurriedly ordered someone to pour hot water, "Yao'er, don't worry, don't worry, don't you think your father is doing well?" ”

"It was the general who saved my father's life!"