"Fan Hu, how is Ding Jun's injury?" Jin Shubao turned his head and asked as he fired a bow at the pursuers to fight back.

Compared with the relaxed state on the side of Linghu Slope, at this time, the raid team of the Final Jin Army was in an unprecedented predicament.

Three more were killed, two were seriously wounded, and now there are only eight people who can fight.

Ding Jun was hit by an arrow in the abdomen, directly piercing the armor and passing through his body.

With such strength, it can only be a crossbow arrow.

was pierced by a crossbow arrow, and he was almost sentenced to death.

Fan Hu squatted next to him and used a short blade to cut off the arrows and tail of the arrows in front of and behind his body, but the shaft of the arrow, which was thicker than Damu's finger, remained in his body.

"Entering the mother, there is a master ambush, we have been recruited, Junji can kill everyone this time!"

After Ding Jun finished complaining, he took out a ball of hemostatic bandages from his package, handed it to Fan Hu beside him, and said sharply:

"Brother, don't worry about so much, tie my wound tightly! Damn, what are you looking at? Lao Tzu can't die, I won't die if you die! ”

Fan Hu beside him smiled bitterly, he silently used a short blade to cut the armor of his coat through the gap in the cortex, and then bandaged his wound with a bandage, and said in a deep voice:

"I'm just curious, you are so badly injured, you can still speak so loudly, if it weren't for the arrow wound is real, I thought you pretended!"

"You bastard, lighten it, this injury is nothing, when Lao Tzu's injury is healed, you must find He Junji and ask for understanding!"

Repeatedly pointed to the name of He Junji, with a strong resentment in his words, and wanted to ask the teacher to ask for sin.

At this time, He Junji was organizing the remaining team members to release arrows in the trench in front to block the pursuers, and suddenly sneezed.

The one who joined the mother turned out to be the wronged leader, and the battlefield situation was not good, so he was blamed on the scout team.

In the final analysis, it is the battlefield intelligence he provides.

But this is provided by friendly Liu Shenjun, who knew it would be like this?!

He was deeply aggrieved.

If it weren't for this critical moment, he would have turned back and commented with Ding Jun and them.

But now, the enemy was in pursuit, so he had to rub his nose and continue to fire back with arrows.

Now, it is getting harder and harder for the entire raiding party to retreat.

This group of elite Turkic pursuers suddenly rushed towards them as if they were not dying!

"Brother Tun Rate, let's quickly retreat to the back mountain, please Luo Bu lead the second commando team again, come up from the cliff, and attack back and forth!"

After binding the assassin's wound, Fan Hu got up and wiped the sweat from his forehead and said to Jin Shubao.

Now the situation is indeed critical, and Jin Shubao was also hit by an arrow in the leg, but it was an ordinary feather arrow, which was not serious.

He shaved off the shaft, but the triangle was still in his leg, and now every step he took was a pain in his heart.

It can be seen that if you continue to fight like this, everyone will explain here.

"Uncle Jin Xiao'er, Ben will know that you are here, you can't escape, if you surrender now, Ben will consider letting your team members survive!"

As soon as Jin Shubao was about to retreat, he heard shouts not far away.

Who is it?

Knowing you're in the mountains?

He squinted his eyes and turned his head to look at where the sound had come from, a worried expression on his face.

With a touch of his eyes, the color flashed away, and the green muscles of his hands holding the gold armor suddenly appeared.

"Tun rate, I will lead the queen of the palace, you are injured and go to the middle position, it is not suitable for the queen of the palace!"

Seeing this, He Junji also withdrew.

After finishing speaking, regardless of whether Jin Shubao agreed or not, he directly pushed him behind him, took the rest of the team members, and continuously released arrows at the corner not far away, and pressed back several Turkic soldiers who were about to rush out.

"Haha... Uncle Jin Xiaoer, you coward, you know how to escape when you see Ben Jiang, I heard that you are superb in craftsmanship, let's try it one-on-one? ”

While using the agitation method, Fan Tony stood up suddenly, holding a crossbow in his hand, and fired arrows continuously at He Junji's position.

Although he didn't hit anyone, he couldn't hold his head up at all.

The players had to shrink back in embarrassment and hide in a corner.

The Turkic soldiers also took advantage of the gap and rushed out of the trench.

"Retreat, now is not the time to fight!"

He Junji shouted as he casually changed a quiver.

He knew very well that this Van Toni's hatred was completely a duel to the death as soon as they met.

A year ago, Jin Shubao took He Junji to patrol the border and encountered a sneak attack by Fantoni Turkic soldiers.

The two sides fought, and as a result, Fantony's side was defeated, and Kim Shubao killed his only brother.

Therefore, this time, Fan Tony got the information that Jin Shubao would lead a raid team to climb a cliff from behind the mountain to attack Yunhai Mountain, so he designed this set of plans to "lure the enemy deep, close the door and fight the dog".

His plan is meticulous and interlocking, and as long as he gets in, there is no possibility of going out.

He wanted to slaughter Jin Shubao with his own hands to avenge his brother.

Because He Junji understood this grievance, he was afraid that Jin Shubao would not be able to stand the insult of the other party, so he turned around and duel with Fan Tony.

Soldiers can be killed, but not humiliated!

But if you stick to it, you can't get out, and everyone has to die here.

Therefore, he took the lead in preparing to fight a bloody way.

"Kill back!"

He Junji is also a bloody man, he pulled out the ring head knife and rushed out directly.

The team members behind him hurriedly followed.

Of course, Jin Shubao had to limp to keep up, and didn't pay attention to Fan Tony.

As soon as they rushed out, the Turks followed the retreat route of the raiders and chased after them.

The eight wounded members of the raiding party regarded death as if they were at home, and they drew their ring swords to intercept the enemy.

After a period of fighting, they were all killed.

Jin Shubao and the others had a precious respite and fled back along the trench in embarrassment.

As Van Tony's guards have also joined the battlefield, the balance of power between the two sides is changing dramatically.

The enemy was constantly looking for opportunities on the top of the trench, and the deadly arrows almost chased the butt of the raiding team, and if they were not careful, they would be hit by the arrows.

In this case, of course, the speed of retreat is greatly reduced, and until now, it has not returned fifty steps.

The pursuers were approaching again.

"Brother Uncle Bao, Ding Jun is no good!"

Fan Hu yelled at Jin Shubao and dragged Ding Jun back a few steps.

Ding Jun, Fan Hu and Jin Shubao, the three of them are all lifelong brothers.

Back then, Jin Shubao was involved in the case and was assigned to the army, and the two of them followed all the way to prevent accidents on the road.

After arriving at Panlong Castle, they volunteered to stay and serve as soldiers.

Now Ding Jun was seriously injured and fainted several times, Fan Hu was unwilling to give up on him and kept dragging him to retreat.

And Ding Jun, who was dying, was lying next to Fan Hu, coughing blood constantly in his mouth.

The bolt pierced his lungs, and he fainted again.

Fan Hu is sad, don't look over.

"Brother Ding Jun, wake up!"

Jin Shubao leaned forward, gently held Ding Jun's head with both hands, and shouted with tears in his eyes.