"Hold on, brethren. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info "Unlike Du Feng, Sun Zhe and other family members who were protected in the team, Song Wen has been at the forefront of the line, and some of the strongest people in the private army together form the first line of defense, although the people-to-man defense line has lost the space to dodge, but at least let the black wolf only attack from one direction, which has significantly reduced the number of casualties, at least from the last call to the present, the number of private troops has lost no more than ten. A punch smashed the fangs of a black wolf head-on, Song Wen wiped a handful of wolf blood from his face, looking fierce, his expression was not angry but threatening, "Four minutes has arrived, we can retreat at any time, but the construction of the position of the street battle is slower than expected, and it will take at least three minutes." ”

"Brothers, hold on for another three minutes, otherwise even if we retreat, we will be chased by wolves like dogs, it is better to wait for the position to be repaired, and we will fight in the streets with this group of dog mongrels, so that they will also know that the men of our brocade city are not easy to mess with." ”

"The brothers of the Du family, the brothers of the Sun family, and the brothers of other families, no matter what grievances there were between the brothers before, it was nothing more than fighting for women and fighting for face, even if there were contradictions between families, it was just for Bai Cancan's Yuanjing, what kind of big deal could this be? ”

"Today, I, Song Wenyi, will sell the old and sell the old, on behalf of the young men of each family, all the troops will temporarily obey my orders, and the little ones have no opinion. ”

"Very well, all the brothers, although we are about to retreat, but now we can't let the dog mongrels on the opposite side see our intentions, brothers, come on and push forward, let's fight back, kill a few of them, and make them dare not push too hard when they retreat. ”

Song Wen stood at the forefront, not only fighting with the black wolf, but also trying to mobilize the courage of the team, he knew in his heart that just splitting the time to hold on was not enough to make this group of stragglers persevere, and everyone had to be distracted with enough tasks. Therefore, Song Wen has been constantly moving the position and actions of the team, so that everyone has no time to think about how long it has been.

However, even so, Song Wen is becoming more and more powerless, he is in his fifties, and his body and energy have begun to decline.

Even if the new generation of source energy people do not have the ability to awaken and control the source energy, in today's environment with abundant source energy, if there is no disaster or disease, they can live past eighty or ninety years old, and those with stronger control often have a longer lifespan due to the strength of their souls, and it is even said that those who once had top abilities died at the age of one hundred and thirty-seven.

But no matter how powerful the soul is, it can't reverse the physiological changes. The older you get, the more obvious the decline in physical fitness, except for Mr. Long Jiu, the god of the sea, who disappeared into the depths of the sea back then, and Mr. Bai, the tiger king who finally disappeared out of thin air with two friends of life and death, and whose whereabouts are unknown, no one can violate this rule.

Of course, Song Wen couldn't do it, just ten minutes of fighting, he already felt his body faintly protesting, which made him particularly worried about the subsequent retreat and street fighting.

However, he didn't need to worry right away, because from the radio walkie-talkie pinned to his waist, there was a signal asking for communication.

"Uncle Song, now turn up the volume to the minimum, and then I said, listen, remember not to ask superfluous questions, and don't make too many movements, don't make other soldiers feel abnormal. Zhang Lu's soft voice came from the connected radio, "I see you on the front line, first retreat to the rear temporarily, it's easier to talk over there." ”

"Brothers, the news from the headquarters has come, brothers hold back for a while, and I will talk to the headquarters first. Of course, Song Wen would not ask why such stupid words on the radio, so he stabilized the private soldiers at the first time, kicked away a few black wolves who wanted to pick up cheap, and squeezed into the back row of the troops. Along the way, Song Wen's brows kept frowning, not angry, but puzzled, because he saw that in a space behind the soldiers, many roses stubbornly drilled out of the cracks in the bricks of the city wall, and stretched out a distance of tens of nearly 100 meters on both sides of the city wall, and the blood-red flowers were connected together, swaying in the wind.

Thinking of what Zhang Lu had told at the beginning not to ask more, Song Wen felt a burst of enlightenment in his heart, and said thoughtfully: "It's okay, Song Wen will listen to the instructions." ”

"Second Uncle Song should have seen those flowers, they are Sister Rose's masterpieces. Zhang Lu said in a low voice, "After a while, Second Uncle, you will grasp the timing of the retreat yourself, let all the private soldiers retreat into the area covered by the roses as quickly as possible, and then jump directly off the city wall, pass through the third district, and retreat towards the ninth street." ”

"Don't think about transportation, a distance of a few hundred meters, everyone can run on two legs faster than getting on and off the bus in a hurry, just run directly to Ninth Street, and all the branch intersections of Ninth Street and Twelfth Street have made improvised positions. ”

"Hold these two streets, and if possible, the branches of the seventh, sixteenth, and thirty-seventh streets. ”

"If nothing else, these intersection widths can effectively curb the pack's ability to attack, and the number of junctions can also lure wolves to disperse. ”

"Understood. Song Wen obeyed and didn't ask a word, directly cut off the communication, returned to the front line, and said while bearing the greatest pressure, "Brothers, reinforcements will arrive soon, everyone is ready to retreat." For a while, no matter what everyone saw, they didn't have to pay attention to it, they jumped off the city wall and turned into Ninth Street as fast as they could. Remember, don't pay attention to the enemies behind you and move in as fast as you can. ”

"From now on, keep the current dense formation, retreat little by little, be careful, don't let the wolves find out our intentions, yes, that's it, slowly retreat. ”

"Huh, what is this?" suddenly came a few exclamations from the back of the line, "These are roses?"

"Why did they bloom so fast, no, Xie was just as fast, and the petals were spraying into the sky. ”

"The flowers that have been thanked are blooming again, eh, the sky is full of petals. ”

"Are you xx looking for death? Retreat at a uniform speed, don't you understand? Who told you to stop. Song Wen scolded a few words fiercely before the team moved again, and soon, Song Wen saw with his own eyes the scene that had surprised the rear troops just now.

On the ground, the roses that grew in the cracks of the stone completely violated the common sense of plant growth, blooming, withering, and blooming again, everything was completed in a few seconds, the blood-red petals swirled all over the sky, completely covering the city wall of more than 100 meters, the old petals fell from the air like rain, and the new petals were sprayed into the sky again, and the battlefield of flesh and blood was flying, but under the shroud of rose petals, it added a bit of romance.