"It's rare to be a deserter in a battle, this is not what you should do."

The sudden sound made Feng Jinjie sneer, "I'm not crazy again, take three hundred tired divisions to face five thousand elite enemies, please, this is the real world, not playing a superman game." It's you, it's only the first day of the month, and you can't wait to come out and trouble me. ”

"Originally, I didn't bother to pay attention to you, but seeing that the situation is so critical, maybe you will be so heroic in this life, of course I hope to record the hero's last words." Zhang Minxin's gloating attitude made Feng Jinjie scold in a low voice.

He turned his head and looked at Chen Guojun, who was chasing closer and closer, and his mood was even more depressed.

"Why, maybe you'll be able to get out of the sea of misery soon, you don't seem to be happy?" Zhang Minxin asked with a smile.

The wind was silent. For him, there is nothing wrong with dying in such a battle. In his life, he was originally only set to let himself do something for the country as a small person. Being loyal does not mean that you have to do earth-shattering things for the country, even if you have a humble status, it is still in line with the topic. Although their practice requires that they not commit suicide or deliberately kill themselves, it is natural to die in battle under normal circumstances. At the end of this life, his thesis is almost 100% passable, and in the future, there will be a high sky and a wide sea, free and wonderful life.

His virtual games, his realistic films, his state-of-the-art settings. The most comfortable living environment is waiting for him in front of him.

Finally, we can get rid of this wild and backward era, this barbaric and cruel world, this land that has no human rights, no freedom, and no beautiful world......

However, at this moment, he didn't want to die at all. So strongly. The desire for life in this life made him frown slightly, and while running, he kept looking back at the Chen army that was getting closer and closer.

Their ranks were tired, and they were tired, and they were desperately trying to flee. Although the whip horses rained down, the distance between Chen's army and them was still getting closer little by little.

"Don't want to die, do you?" Zhang Minxin smiled proudly, "You don't understand, I understand very well, look at you and Lu Donglian, such a good relationship, how can you leave him alone to die." Just now he told you the oath of life and death, to say that there is nothing between you. I don't believe it. ”

Feng Jinjie was angry and funny: "Didn't you analyze it very clearly last time?" ”

"Please, there's such a thing as feelings. Who is reasoning with you, logical. If you look at the look on his face when he said I am willing, it is not like a long time ago, when people got married, in front of God, in the church, and said to each other that I am willing and sincere. ”

It was his impulse, and if he thought about it, he would immediately regret saying it. It's just that the situation was urgent, and I didn't have time to wait for him to think about it himself. Feng Jinjie said coldly.

"How can it be impulsive......"

"Believe it or not. If I survive, I'll have the facts to prove it to you. Feng Jinjie turned his head again to look into the distance, and made sure that Chen Jun would soon be able to catch up with the firing range. Just in time to pass through a dune area, and beyond that there is an endless expanse of empty sand.

He ignored Zhang Minxin's stacks of nagging and shouted loudly. The whole army stopped fleeing, using the sand dunes as a shield to avoid the sudden attack of arrows, and prepared to fight to the death.

He was the only one, one man and one horse, standing on the high place of the sand dunes, coldly looking at the black and oppressive enemy army, overwhelming the sky.

Is there any chance of such a battle?

He slowly stretched out his hand, picked up his bow and took the arrow.

He told Lu Dongli that his martial arts must be among the top ten people in the world, but when the manpower is also exhausted, even if he has the courage of an overlord, he is still embattled. In the face of a well-trained and huge army, if you only try to escape, there may be a glimmer of life, otherwise no matter how strong the strength of the horseman is, it will also be powerless.

The bowstring spread out in his palm, like the full moon in the sky, and the arrows shone in the sun, dazzling and cold.

He can't use a powerful force that is out of his time, however, he doesn't want to die...... At least, not right now, right now, here. The first time Lu Dongli encountered the enemy, he let his best friend die to protect him, which will leave a shadow in his heart that can never be erased, which will make him no longer able to calmly face the enemy and command the war with a normal mentality.

He smiled under the scorching sun, with a bow and four arrows, staring at the death iron cavalry swept in the desert yellow sand in the distance, and his cold and sharp eyes looked for the figures under the banners of the generals of all parties.

He doesn't want to die, he can't die, he can't let Lu Dongli fight for the first time in his life, forever regret and pain, he can't at this time, throw down that guy who doesn't have any actual combat experience, and face it alone, Chen Guo's mighty iron horse.

Long arrows whistled like the wind, and under the blazing sun, with the roar of death, they struck ahead.

Feng Jinjie smiled, drew his knife, and the light of the knife reflected the daylight, illuminating his face that was as clear as the pine wind embroidered at the moment.

In any case, he can't die, so ...... Just let those virtual games, realistic movies, and comfortable lives that he has been thinking about for a long, long time, just wait a little longer.

In this battle, Chen Guoren will always remember the terrible god of war, the general who seems to be possessed by a god.

This battle, after a long, long time, Chen Jun, who still survived this battle, will still tell people with relish that many, many years ago, under the blazing sun in the sky, on the desert yellow sand, the peerless god of war with white horses and white robes, when the horse was alone, and when he set up arrows and bows, the heaven and earth could not be shaken.

It is a Chen Jun who was seriously injured in the service and did not die, but because of a blessing in disguise, he could be sent back to China, and he did not have to die in a foreign land, and after many years, he would still show people the knife wound on his shoulder from time to time: "This is the Feng General of Zhao State, if he hadn't exhausted his strength at that time, I would have let this knife be split in half a long time ago......"

At this time, other people will come around, admire and admire, and then look at the veteran in front of them with envy, I really can't see it, this person actually had a trick with General Feng of Zhao State, and was slashed by General Feng, and he can still not die, it's really amazing......

Wang Dabao and Xiaodao and others escorted Lu Dongli back to Dingyuan Pass. Although their trip has reached the morning of the third day, if they desperately run away and cry non-stop, they can return to Dingyuan Pass in just one day.

However, halfway through, Lu Dongli had already woken up.

Feng Jinjie didn't hit him hard, and after running for most of the day, he woke up with a low groan.

When he came to his senses, he was first confused, then enlightened, and then furious. I didn't want to think about it, so I rode back.

Wang Dabao and Xiaodao called him one after another, but he didn't dare to stop him, and when he was worried, he himself slowly slowed down the speed of the horse, and in the end, he suddenly turned the horse's head and went to Dingyuan Pass.

Wang Dabao shouted in astonishment: "Dashuai." ”

"Let's go back." His voice was stiff, and he slammed the whip on the horse.

Naturally, everyone followed him

Rufei, just from the side, you can see his iron face, not half visible, the back of his hand holding the reins of the horse, the green tendons burst out, you can see, his eyes looking into the distance, empty as if he can't see anything.

Although he knew that his task was to escort the marshal, although he was also at a loss when Lu Dongli was going to return all the way just now, but seeing Lu Dongli like this, he was about to return to Dingyuan Pass without saying anything, and Xiaodao was a little unwilling. After hesitating for a while, he finally asked while riding his horse: "Marshal, we don't care about General Feng." ”

Because Lu Dongli's face was too ugly, he didn't dare to face Lu Dongli when he asked. However, he also always, never hears an answer.

Maybe Lu Dongli answered, but the wind was too fast, his heart was too cold, the sun was too hot, and he was too panicked, so he didn't hear it.

Lu Dongli returned to Dingyuan Pass and reported the change, and the officers and men of the three armies were all shocked. However, Lu Dongli himself did not have any extra time to be sad and angry for himself or others.

He quickly ordered the three armies to prepare for battle, prepared the city defense equipment, and sent several generals, each leading men and horses, with the Mosha tribe as guides, deep into the desert to search for the survivors of the war who may have no hope of finding them.

However, he did not personally lead the search for it, nor did he even send enough troops. There were no more than five teams of men, each of which numbered only a few hundred, and they also brought enough replacement horses, and they were told that if they found that the enemy was outstanding. It happened to meet on a narrow road, so you don't have to fight hard, and you can escape back to Dingyuan Pass safely as much as possible.

Under this arrangement, there is basically no hope for how many chances there will be to find survivors, just doing their best.

However, no one could raise any objections to the arrangement of the handsome land, and everyone just carried it out silently, just in their looks and eyes. More or less, there is a hint of grief.

Lu Dongli has not rested since he returned to Dingyuan Pass, he quickly made arrangements to supervise all the war preparations, and waited until he was a little free and could walk up to the city tower and overlook the distance. The search team sent out was long gone.

He stood quietly at the head of the city, Wang Dabao and the knife dutifully guarding his side.

Although he didn't try too hard to search for Feng Jinjie, and the two leaders of the pro-soldiers secretly complained in their hearts, the two of them also understood the rules of the army, and even if they were already in wartime, they would never dare to criticize the commander's decision.

It's just that in my heart, there is still some injustice.

Obviously, he is such a good friend, and he has always relied on General Feng like that. Obviously, when the change was shocked yesterday, he also said it to General Feng in person. Willing to die together, but ......

Lu Dongli pressed the masonry of the ice tower on the city tower. The coldness spread from his fingertips to his heart. Just a day ago, he personally said to the Wind Festival, I am willing to die with you, and now, he is not even willing to go out of his way to search for the Wind Festival......

The husband is a promise for life and death, but for him, he is so committed. But it's just an impulsive, thoughtless blurt out.

It was the first time he really faced war. At that time, I couldn't really think about things at all, and all the answers and responses were just instincts, and the promise of life and death like that turned out to be just impulsive.

He touched his heart with his left hand and smiled sadly.

Such ignorant and incompetent, impulsive and willful, so panicked, and powerless to respond, can such a person really be able to defend this important border town, protect the thousands of people behind him, and protect thousands of miles of homes? Is such a person worthy of the Wind Festival, such a protection and support, and the salvation of his life?

You have to wait until the long wind gradually blows your hot mind cold down to know how serious your mistakes are.

Chen Jun came silently, Dingyuan Pass was completely defenseless, if the commander was re-armed, or captured or killed, so that the army's morale was scattered, the group of generals had no leader, and where was there still the power to resist. At that time, the old story of Chen's army easily breaking through the Dingyuan Pass, plundering thousands of miles, displacing hundreds of people, and shedding countless rivers of blood among soldiers and civilians should be repeated again.

At that moment, he was ignorantly unable to recognize the situation, forgetting that he was the commander of Dingyuanguan, and forgetting that he had spent countless efforts to defend this most important gateway for the country in such a difficult situation. Forgetting that night with a clear breeze, a bright moon, fine wine, and a bloody night, he and Feng Jinjie made a decision and abandonment for each other's future in the small courtyard of the soldiers in Dingyuan Pass, after the long song was drunk.

However, Feng Jinjie did not forget, so he smiled and said that he did not want to die together and was stunned and sent away, not a friend who could share life and death with him, but the commander of Dingyuanguan, but someone who must and should protect him with his life when necessary.

This is the duty of a soldier, and he has never forgotten it, and Lu Dongli should not forget it.

Lu Dongxi's smile became more and more bleak. He couldn't have even gone any harder to search for the Wind Festival. No one knows how many people the Chen army came, in addition to ambushing their local army, whether there are other large armies, and because Zhao has always not attached importance to military affairs, the number of troops stationed in Dingyuan Pass is only 20,000, in the situation of the enemy is unknown, he must not let the army of Dingyuan Pass be empty, so the people and horses that can be mobilized for the Fengjin Festival are too limited. Moreover, they must also be required to protect themselves in the event of an accident, and never fight a tough battle, so that there is still much vitality in the Wind Festival.

It's just that for the sake of the country, for the sake of the overall situation, for too much, it seems to be a very important and important reason, so I gave up ......

"Dashuai."

"Dashuai."

"Handsome ......"

It seemed that someone was there, so I responded lightly.

It seems that Dabao is screaming, and it seems that there is also the sound of a knife, they seem to have screamed a lot, right? However, the ears clearly hear it, but the heart clearly does not know.

It took a long time to come back to his senses, how long did it take to turn his mind back, and how long did it take to look back at the two pale leaders of the pro-soldiers.

Probably they have been out of their minds for too long, and they must have been scared.

He smiled as hard as he could, and asked in as calm a tone as possible, "How are they preparing for armaments?" Our sent horses have found out about the enemy? ”

No one answered him, Wang Dabao, Xiaodao, and the other soldiers on the city tower all looked at him with white faces.

Lu Dongli was a little stunned at first, and then slowly lowered his head according to everyone's gaze, only to see that the five fingers of his right hand had been lifted by the nails, and the flesh and blood were dripping. He was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that he seemed to have put his right hand on the city wall just now, why was he so badly injured, and he didn't know ......

He looked at the blood on his hands in a little confusion, it turned out that no matter how high-sounding the reason is, no matter how great and heavy the responsibility is, no matter how clear the reason is, people's hearts are still made of flesh and blood, it turns out that it will still hurt, hurt, and hate in the end. Originally......