Many of the people in this team hadn't drawn Shui Ling's lot, but He Lingchuan knew that they would definitely die tonight.

Shouldn't they retreat?

He Lingchuan exhaled a long breath, and stopped Zeng Feixiong when he passed by again: "Just keep an eye on the front, I'll break the back." ”

Zeng Feixiong was sweating profusely, and he was stunned when he heard this: "Da Shao? "Can you?

Although they also lived and died together in the desert, should it be better to leave such a professional thing to a professional person after the break?

Of course, in a hurry, he couldn't think of anyone else who could take on such a big responsibility.

"Don't worry." He Lingchuan knew that at this time, he could still pretend to be an uncle in the team and watch others work hard for him. But at this time, he remembered the fleeing civilian team in Panlong's dream, and remembered the guilty eyes cast by Lin Sanjiu, who fled for his life.

Who doesn't have a family, who doesn't know what's at stake, who can't think about the future?

Lin Sanjiu is not wrong, but he He Lingchuan never wants to be this kind of person anymore.

So he smiled at Zeng Feixiong and said, "I have experience!" ”

He has good combat power, and it's a pity not to use it. But Zeng Feixiong won't believe him completely, especially the eldest young master, who claims to be "experienced", and doesn't know where to start.

He has never been on the battlefield, where does he get the experience? Did you save it in a dream?

At this time, He Chunhua's voice came from the front: "It's okay, let him be!" ”

He's been keeping an eye on here.

Since the leader spoke, Zeng Feixiong immediately threw out two people, one was Zhao Qinghe sent by He Chunhua, and the other was Mao Tao.

"Protect the big and young!" He whispered and glanced at the same time, which meant that the two of them could act independently, and they did not necessarily listen to the big and small.

The two nodded desperately.

Mao Tao was still a little worried: "Da Shao, do you really want to stay?" But the two signed...... "He was also there at the time."

"Something that is not accurate." He Lingchuan interrupted him and turned to Zeng Feixiong, "Take care of my family!" ”

"Duty!" Zeng Feixiong hurried back to the front team, and disappeared after a while.

There were more than 400 people in the pro-guard regiment and more than 200 villagers, with a total of nearly 700 people, all running on the mountain road. I heard a heart-rending scream, from top to bottom.

He Lingchuan stretched out his head to see that an unlucky guy stepped on the air and fell.

Everyone was anxious, and there were bloody examples in front of them, and finally stopped scrambling and pushing.

This sound also woke up the unconscious Zhu in the carriage.

She opened her eyes and was stunned for a few breaths, then suddenly covered her face with her hands and cried.

Mrs. Ying patted her on the back: "Cry, cry, hey!" "Zhu's child seems to have been thrown down in this position.

"Blessings are incomparable. Although we have lost our baby, it is a great blessing that if we get out of here, you will soon be able to reunite with your loved ones. ”

She comforted her for a long time, and Zhu's crying slowly weakened, and finally choked up.

Zhu's eyes were swollen like walnuts, but his gaze was very firm: "Your family has the grace of regeneration for me, and when I return to the capital, my Zhu family will definitely repay me with a good life!" ”

"Saving someone's life is accumulating virtue, what to say to repay it, it's cheesy." Mrs. Ying poured her a glass of water with her own hands. This is not polite, in Mrs. Ying's opinion, Zhu Xiyan, the servant of the temple, is still in office, has done a good job, and has won the trust of the emperor, but this pair of ancestors and grandchildren have not seen each other for seven years, and the family relationship is inevitably rusty.

The most important thing is that Zhu Xiyan is not only this granddaughter.

So will the Zhu family finally repay each other or trickle down to thank you? She didn't have much hope.

Of course, all the prerequisites are based on their successful escape from the traitors.

Mrs. Ying sighed, raised the curtain and looked out, the carriages were all close to the inside, and the first half of the road outside was crowded with people. A few feet further is the cliff, which is very dangerous.

The conversation between Fang Cai's eldest son and Zeng Feixiong, she listened to it word for word, and she felt some emotion in her heart.

This bastard boy seems to have finally grown a little bit.

The mountain road was so rugged that everyone had to raise fires to light it, so that the two gangs of bandits in the village soon found that the torches on the west road were dense, and it was obvious that the crowd had gathered there.

He Lingchuan and the two adjutants drew their swords and took more than 30 people and more than a dozen horses to break off.

These more than 30 strategic soldiers did not look good, and some secretly regretted that they did not have a good relationship with their bosses, and they would be pushed out as cannon fodder at such a critical moment.

Except for a fool like He Lingchuan who took the initiative to ask for help, who would want to stay and break off? It's gone.

There is still a way to survive if you flee with the large army, and it is very likely that you will stay forever after you stay.

It's not that He Lingchuan doesn't want to bring more people, but the mountain road is steep and narrow, and there are too many people to let go.

Of course, this one-way terrain is not friendly to those who escape, and it is even more difficult for the pursuing party. The scattered bandits who chased after him were all stopped by everyone, and they either retreated in the face of the difficulties, or were cut off with a knife.

At first, it was not difficult, but as the chaos in the village was in full swing, more and more bandits rushed to the west road. After all, in terms of the number of people, Lu Yao's subordinates have to fight one against five, and the difficulty coefficient is too great.

After being cut down by more than 20 people, the Lu bandits quickly collapsed, and at least half of them instinctively fled westward. There are many people on this road, and as long as they exceed most of them, they will be safe.

In contrast, the east side was the direction where Wu Shaoyi's team rushed over, and the entrance of the village was a place of great chaos, and idlers were easily killed by random arrows in the past.

Therefore, the pressure of He Lingchuan and others increased suddenly.

At this time, the officers and soldiers and the villagers did not completely withdraw to the west road.

Too many people, too many cars, too narrow roads!

If you are mixed into the crowd by bandits, there will be endless troubles. He Lingchuan immediately made a decision and pointed to the big lane where six or seven cars had not yet finished: "These can't be taken away, don't want them, unload the cattle and horses!" ”

Mother Qian was on the side, and was shocked when she heard this: "Da Shao, these are all Mrs.'s!" ”

When He Lingchuan heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good!" ”

Qian Ma: "......"

"You only take the most valuable jewelry, and there must only be a small box." He Lingchuan said quickly, "Throw the others here, I'll be useful!" "People are going to die, what are you doing with these things?

Qian's mother couldn't disobey, so she had to find the jewelry box and get up and leave, and went to the front to talk to her wife.

Mrs. Ying listened with a twisted eyebrow, and asked her rhetorically, "Is the eldest young master injured?" ”

"Ah......" Qian Ma thought carefully, "No, the eldest young master is very majestic." ”

Mrs. Ying leaned on the window and looked back, not knowing what to feel in her heart.

Over there, Mrs. Ying's luggage cart had been unloaded with cattle and horses, blocking the middle of the mountain road.

Of course, He Lingchuan still left an opening to let others pass.

The soldiers were in a hurry to close their mouths and kept urging the villagers: "Hurry up, hurry up, don't mother-in-law!" ”

A panting villager came running, wearing a thick fur hat, and without looking up at anyone, he pressed his head and drilled into the gap in the convoy.