Most people don't have hope for the survival of the Wind Festival, the so-called search is just a matter of doing their best, but to everyone's expectations, the Wind Festival really survived.

He ordered everyone to stop fleeing that day, not because he was so desperate and stupid that he would use a tired army of 300 against a 5,000 elite army, but because he knew that if he fled further, he could only become a live target and be shot to death in vain.

What he gambled on was that Chen Jun was so fanfare and used 5,000 men and horses, he must have wanted to capture him alive, and he would never be willing to let him die in battle.

Sure enough, when he was stationed at the horse, Chen's army was getting closer and closer, but not a single arrow was fired.

Seeing that the Zhao Guofeng Jinjie, which had ruined their Chen army's major affairs, was in front of them, a group of Chen troops were in a hurry, and in order to grab the credit, the army at the forefront of the battle formation almost rushed over desperately.

Feng Jinjie quickly led his subordinates to fight with them, just fighting and running. By the time Chen Jun found out that this weak army was not so easy to deal with at all, and the combat power of the general Feng Jinjie in this desperate situation was extremely terrifying, his own people had been entangled with them, even if he wanted to change his mind and fire thousands of arrows, he couldn't do it.

Of course, such an escape must be priced, with only 300 people, we have to coerce a group of Chen soldiers to run and fight with them, and we must try our best to widen the distance from the other Chen troops, and never let them form a situation of encirclement. This is almost impossible, and it can only be achieved by relying on the peerless martial arts of the Wind Strength Festival.

In that battle, he completely exerted his skills. He was fighting an army alone, for himself, for all the soldiers who followed him, for the almost non-existent glimmer of life.

The tragedy of that battle, after the surviving Zhao soldiers and the defeated Chen soldiers, has become a deification after a long time.

However, for Feng Jinjie, it was simply the worst, most tiring, hardest, and most painful battle he had ever fought in his life. After that battle, his biggest emotion was that Zhao Zilong's oily skin was in the millions of troops without breaking a piece, and this kind of thing really only existed in legends.

Even if he is the real number one master in the world, in such a chaotic army, many times, the choice he can make can often only be to be stabbed or arrowed, and the greatest effort is nothing more than to do everything in his power to be lightly injured and not have too much impact on combat effectiveness.

However, in the end, he had almost no choice but to do so. As he continued to knock down and repel the enemies who surrounded him, he himself was constantly wounded. Every inch of distance is exchanged for more flesh and blood.

Even if they are as brave as Xiang Yu, they will be exhausted, if they keep fleeing like this, even if Feng Jinjie consumes his life a little bit in such a running battle, it will only delay everyone's demise a little bit.

Fortunately, when Feng Jinjie chooses the escape path, he is never blind.

He was born in this desert since he was a child, and later he did business in the desert for many years, and he had contacts with various forces, often fighting with sand pirates, and he knew all the terrain on the desert as if he were in charge.

And even if the army of the Chen State had prepared in advance, even if it had a guide, in such a chaotic battle, in such a passion that could be achieved at a glance, it would never have noticed, and it would not have been able to detect anything wrong.

The Wind Festival is quietly leading the army of Chen Guo to the most terrible place of death quicksand in the desert.

Zhao Jun was already fighting less and less, because the number of people was small, so it was easy to move, and he had been instructed by Feng Jinjie in advance, so most of them were able to skillfully avoid the quicksand.

And Chen Jun hulala rushed up, completely unprepared, and when he found that he had fallen into quicksand, there was no room to escape. And the Chen army in the rear, although he watched his companions fall into the quicksand Jedi, but they were all fast horses and whips up to chase the enemy with all their might, and when they were in danger, who could control the reins of the horse in time and stop the momentum of the galloping horse.

Groups of brave warriors, all striving to rein, but mostly to no avail, batch after batch of fast horses, just like this, stepped on the body of the first to fall into the quicksand, rushed forward, immediately knights, or screamed, even men and horses, fell into the quicksand, or struggled to escape, from the horse into the quicksand, no longer able to get up, even if someone could restrain the horse in time, the result was mostly knocked down by their companion fast horse, trampled under the horse's hooves.

Only at the end of the team, the slowest group of Chen Jun, reined in their horses and stopped beside the quicksand. At this time, the 5,000 Chen army, with hundreds of people, had died on the road of pursuit, 1,000 people were trampled and injured by their own army, screaming and wailing endlessly, and more than 2,000 people had fallen into quicksand, half of which was about to be wiped out.

There are only more than a thousand people who can still be next to the quicksand.

These Chen Jun, who were lucky enough to escape the catastrophe, jumped off their horses one after another to find a way to rescue their companions who were trapped in the quicksand. Grab time with quicksand, save one by one, where can I take care of chasing Zhao Guoren again.

Taking this opportunity, Feng Jinjie and a cadre of subordinates were able to escape, but the sad thing is that in the end, when they escaped, there were only thirteen people left, and there would be no less than five wounds on everyone's body, and Feng Jinjie's injuries were too many to count, all supported by a mouthful of pure internal force, and he could hold on until he led everyone to escape from danger. Seeing that the crisis was gone, his mood was relieved, and even with his willpower far beyond ordinary people, he was finally planted from the horse.

The soldiers picked him up from the desert and saw that he was wounded all over his body, and his white robe was so stained with blood that it was almost a big color, and he was wounded

, how can it be possible to survive.

However, even though he was extremely tired, everyone still carefully protected him, looking for a way back in this vast desert.

Fortunately, after half a day's trek, they finally came across a team that had come to search for them.

In order to search for and rescue them, the team naturally had all the medicines, along with the military doctors who accompanied the army, however, after everyone saw Feng Jinjie's injuries, they could basically only be in a daze with a white face.

No one can survive after so much blood has been shed, and no one can survive after being so badly injured.

Everyone was silent and dressed him and drugged him, although in their hearts, they didn't dare to expect anything. Everyone listened to the surviving soldiers in silence, talking about the tragic battle situation, and how Feng Jinjie fought for everyone's chance to survive with the strength of one person, and blocked countless cold blades with flesh and blood.

Some people are gloomy, some are weeping, some are sighing, some are indignant, however, no one dares to stay in this desert where I don't know how many Chen troops are waiting for him, and no one is willing to let the soldiers in Dingyuan Pass miss a little longer.

Everyone burned the wolf smoke, informed the other teams that the task was completed, and there was no need to look for it any further, and then they hurried back with all their might.

In this way, in an almost desperate situation, Lu Dongli learned the good news that the Wind Festival was found, but at the time of the most joy, he saw the Wind Festival that was seriously injured and dying.

All the military doctors could only come to one conclusion after confirming the injuries of the Wind Festival.

Basically, there is no help, or in other words, there is no effort that the doctor can do, and the rest depends on whether the injured person can survive it, such an injury, if there is a super physique, and superhuman perseverance, there may be two or three out of a hundred people, and there is indeed the possibility of surviving it.

However, Lu Dongli couldn't even stay by his side, call him, take care of him, and hope that he would wake up miraculously, because Chen Guo's tens of thousands of troops had already come to Dingyuan Pass.

"Jinjie is coming back."

"Great, I've always been unconvinced when I lost to him in the last game, and I finally have a chance to take revenge."

"In addition to the three of us, there is finally one more free person who completes the thesis, and everyone will play Galaxy Mahjong in the future, and they will no longer worry about the lack of three."

"Guys, I didn't say I was coming back, and besides, I'm not dead." A muffled voice, with pain, came from the instrument.

There were only a few students present who had nothing to do, and they exchanged glances in amazement.

"If you don't come back, your injury is dead, how can it be better."

"Even if there is only a one percent chance of not dying, it is not a death sentence."

"You want to hold on? Just kidding. Even if we have such a strong spiritual power, we must also be subject to the weakness of the physical body, you are so badly injured, once the consciousness returns, what kind of pain will you feel, and this kind of pain will also have a certain damage to your thought waves, you see, you are now speaking with a painful sound. ”

"Yes, even if you want to survive this kind of suffering with your willpower, the chances are not great, and if you fail, you will really suffer in vain. Why bother? ”

"And even if you succeed, you have suffered too many injuries this time, which are too serious and will never be cured with the medical skills of this world, and the consequence is that you will be tired of injuries for the rest of your life, your martial arts will be greatly reduced, and your body will have old injuries from time to time, once it is windy and rainy, every inch of your muscles, every bone, will be faintly painful. Although we are not very afraid of pain, what is the reason to ask for hardship like this? ”

"Besides, how happy and trouble-free it is to die now, the thesis has been passed, the responsibility has been fulfilled, and the rest is all our free time, doing whatever we want, playing how we want, looking at other people when we are free, and how to churn and torture in this sea of red dust and suffering, and suffer for the paper."

After a moment of silence, the answer from the instrument was very brief: "I know." ”

"I know I won't come back soon, damn, I lost to you last time, I've been depressed for a long time, I'm waiting for you to come back, I'm so revenge."

"Yes, don't you talk about the wilderness of that world all day long, backward, and boring and boring topics, and I can't wait to come back sooner?"

There was still a long silence, and it was so long that everyone almost screamed at the apparatus.

"I still want to try and see if I can survive." There weren't many emotional ups and downs in the flat voice.

"But ......"

"I'm going to go back and try to turn that tattered body back to life, my consciousness is also weakened by the serious injury of my body, and I don't have the strength to talk to you for the time being, don't make any noise with me." The sound grew quieter, softer, and inaudible.

Everyone was stunned, you looked at me.

"Hey ......"

"Jinjie ......"

"You wait first......"

There was silence in the instrument, and there was no reply.

"What's going on, what the hell is he that he can't let go."

"Yes, as soon as I come back, the paper will be passed, and if I change it, I will die early and come back soon."

"By the way, Zhang Minxin, haven't you always done a lot of things, why didn't you say a word this time?"

Zhang Minxin, who was sitting in a corner, held her chin with one hand, and her eyes flashed with wolf-like green light, thoughtfully, and she didn't say a word, but the weird and mysterious smile on her face made her other two classmates feel chills all over her body.