Gu Shenwei suddenly found that most of the spear in his hand was left, the head of the spear had long since disappeared, and the end was stained with black blood, and he still killed many people with the pointless spear.

He threw away his spear, drew his Wufeng knife, and suddenly woke up in his heart, the horns and shouts behind him seemed to be getting weaker and weaker, and he turned around, only to see a small team, no more than three thousand people at most.

The dragon is still in the clouds, holding the red crow flag in his hand, and his expression is a little resolute, as if he has forgotten everything except for holding the flag and galloping forward.

The wind and dust were so thick that the enemy soldiers seemed to be everywhere, and the people in front avoided one after another, but the back was shouting and chasing and shooting, and the dragon soldiers were like a thinner and thinner line, separating chaos and order.

He is leading his own soldiers to death.

Gu Shenwei remained calm, and did not immediately turn around, but continued to charge, slowly circling in circles, moving in the direction he thought was west.

A flag loomed in the air ahead, taller and bigger than the Crow Flag, fluttering in the wind, like a strange bird fighting against the wind.

That's where Rolls-Royce is.

Crowds of soldiers rushed out from under the line, their clothing and weapons different from those of ordinary soldiers.

This is almost a close distance, Gu Shenwei was heartbroken again, he and Luo Luo have no deep hatred, even if they kill each other, the biggest beneficiary may not be him, but Gu Shenwei is like a demon, he wants to rush to Luo Luo and Zhang Ji and show them the knife in his hand.

He turned his head to look back again, and continued to adjust his direction, not charging at the big gun.

But he still held back a lot of strength in his heart, so he put away the Wufeng knife, took out the cavalry short bow from the bow bag on the left side, and put on an arrow.

Feeling not too good, Gu Shenwei put down his bow and arrows, supported the saddle with his left hand, slowly stood up on the horse's back, bent the bow and arrows again, and aimed at the provocative Daxu.

Gu Shenwei had learned simple archery skills in Jinpeng Castle, and he had never become a master of this art, and his experience of shooting while standing on a horse was unique, but he still had to give it a try.

Although the flagpole of Luo Luo Daxu is the thickness of an adult's thigh, it is about the same as a small wooden stick when placed a hundred steps away, and ordinary people can't even shoot so far.

The soldiers behind understood the dragon king's intentions, and the trumpets and whistling multiplied at the same time, as if the number of people had changed from two thousand to tens of thousands.

The Rollo soldiers who had swarmed over to intercept it also understood, and almost all the arrows were fired at the standing dragon king.

The strong wind disrupts the arrows' tracks, but makes them more difficult to defend against, and no one knows which arrow will come suddenly.

Gu Shenwei stood on the horse's back as the statue of the statue, letting the sharp arrows pass by him, he wanted to use all his strength, but he was afraid of breaking the bowstring, so he could only slowly adjust his breathing, keep pace with the ups and downs of the horse, and instill his true qi into the fragile arrow, calculating how much the impact of the wind would be.

After that, the soldiers on both sides would regard this scene as a miracle, claiming that thousands of arrows were shot at the Dragon King, as if more than half of the Luo Luo soldiers were guarding the vicinity of Daxu, and some people said that the reason why those arrows did not hit the target was because a giant hand in the misty air tossed them aside, and even the Dapeng Bird, which had never appeared, joined in to shield the Dragon King from the rain of arrows.

The people who say these words are usually soldiers on the scene, and there is no doubt about it, but in fact, the strong wind is the biggest contributor to the survival of the dragon king, and the more those cavalry want to shoot at the target, the farther the arrow will deviate from the target, and the wind will change around, even experienced cavalry can not grasp the proportion.

Also because of the strong wind, Gu Shen released the bowstring and sent out the first arrow that missed it, and disappeared into the flying dust, without a trace.

As soon as the exclamation of regret or joy sounded, Gu Shenwei immediately shot a second arrow, and adjusted the direction slightly while the wind had not changed.

The second arrow departed from the string with a powerful sound that broke through the air, and as it flew, it is said that the dragon army slowed down, and the enemy stopped firing, and almost everyone looked at the arrow until it was obscured by the dust in the air, and everyone's eyes remained on the big arrow.

Each of the survivors said they had a strong premonition.

Gu Shenwei sat on the saddle and never looked back, so he was the only one who didn't see Da Xuan fall down at a very slow speed.

The yin and yang true qi he instilled in that arrow shattered the flagpole.

The scene of Rollo Daxu falling is deeply imprinted in the minds of many people, in fact, when the dragon king shoots an arrow, no one expected him to shoot, let alone an arrow that can break the thick flagpole.

The rain of arrows from all directions weakened a lot, but it was still continuing, and Gu Shenwei knew this best, because he was hit by an arrow in the waist.

The Great Silk is a symbol, and even if many soldiers in the distance cannot see it at all, the role of the Great Silk will not be weakened, and until it falls, the chaos comes from the external enemy, from an inexplicable dragon army, and as the state of affairs becomes clear, the chaos is gradually weakening.

The chaos began to come from within, the generals lost their goals, and they didn't know where the center was, so the chaos spread outward in a circle, unstoppable, and could no longer be reversed.

In the process of expanding the chaos, the dragon army was not immediately out of danger, but was still outflanked and shot, and people kept falling.

It was at this time that Dugu Xian led the Chinese army to kill.

In the rear of the coalition forces, no one could see the hope of victory, they only remembered the clashes that took place between the commanders, especially in the camp of the Left Army, and Dotun saw only destruction and defeat in his eyes, so that he could not accept the facts before him.

"Impossible!" his voice was still loud, overpowering the howling of the wind, "Luo Luo can't get around the Naihang clan, it must be that the soldiers in front of him are not handling it effectively, and there is a conflict with the Naihang army." He's playing tricks! He's been bribed by the Dragon King to deliberately ruin my plans. ”

Liman was not at the forefront, but no one dared to point out this truth.

Mo Chu was also shocked in his heart, but he would not lose his temper in public, "Obviously, the Naihang clan is more insidious than we imagined, they lent Luo Luo, I think ......"

Dotun turned abruptly, grabbed one of his companions by the neck, and asked viciously, "You said that the Naihang tribe had surrendered, did you see it with your own eyes?"

It was this companion who delivered the good news to His Royal Highness the Prince before the scouts, so he was able to stay with the Prince, and he never imagined that things would change so quickly, "Yes, yes, I saw it with my own eyes...... I've heard...... Away from Man...... Scout. ”

Dotun's hands grew harder and harder, "In the end...... Isn't it...... See it with your own eyes?"

No one dared to squeak anymore, Mo Chu coughed twice, and said to Mo Lin: "I don't think we need to stay here, the general trend has gone, once the left army is broken, the center and right armies will be defeated, so let's order a retreat." ”

Morin didn't respond, jumped off his horse, walked over to Dotun, broke his arms, and watched his companion fall limply, "He's dead, please come with me, Your Highness." ”

The ferocity in Dodun's eyes was undiminished, and he struggled hard, but he couldn't move, "Let go of me." He commanded.

Mo Lin stared at each other and said word by word: "Please Your Highness come with me, and let's go back to Tongtianguan together." ”

"Huh. Dotun understood the intention of the old Khan's wingguard, "If you want to save your family, just be honest and obedient to me...... Ahh

Morin strained his hands, and Dotun screamed, feeling that his arm was broken, and quickly forcibly held back, "Someone is coming, ......"

Merlin let go of his right hand and put a little on Dodun's body, then held the limp prince, "Go and invite the little clan." ”

If Morin had not waited for Dotun to come before the bad news came, the guards would have kept him out, but now the people were panicking, and no one rushed to see that the prince was humiliated.

"His Royal Highness has an order to imprison Xiao Yan in a tent and not let him out casually. One of the generals whispered.

Mo Lin pointed to the sky, "Before the birth of the new Khan King, the Xiao Yan clan was the Xiao Yan clan, and no prince had the right to imprison her, and now, she is the master of the left army." ”

The old Khan's explanation sounded reasonable, and immediately a group of people ran to free the little Yan, some of whom never returned.

The little man hurried to his horse, jumped off his horse like a man, and ran in front of Dotun.

"When His Highness heard that Luo Luo's army had been killed, he fainted in fright, and there was no big problem. Maureen said.

Xiao Yan's heart was a little relieved, and he wanted to pull Dotun to his side, but he didn't succeed, so he stared at the old Khan King's wingguard for a while, and let go of his hand, "It's up to you to protect Prince Dodun, it's best, I believe that the prince will not be in danger again." ”

"No, it won't. Mo Lin replied solemnly, "You are the Xiao Yan clan and the master of the left army. ”

Xiao Yushi looked at the only thousands of soldiers left around, not much excited about the identity of the "master", she had already heard the general situation on the road, and asked: "What is the situation ahead? Where is the hit? Why didn't I hear ......?"

Before the words fell, there was a faint sound of fighting in the distance.

Xiao Yan turned around and got back on his horse, "Mo Chu, you are the commander of the whole army, and this army should be under your command." ”

Mo De coughed twice, "Okay, then I'll reluctantly make it difficult, the most important thing at the moment is to find out the strength of the enemy army and the details of our army's losses." ”

Immediately, some generals took the initiative to ask for orders to inquire about the military situation.

Mo Chu gave a few more orders, stabilized the morale of the army a little, and said to Xiao Yan: "This is the situation, the two armies on the center and the right have rushed to the battlefield, I am afraid that it will be more auspicious and less auspicious, and the enemy army here will be killed, no matter how powerful the army is, it can only be slightly intercepted, so retreat is the only choice, the earliest is better." Tongtianguan and Xiaowanguo can be avoided for a while. ”

Xiao Yan's eyes were stern, "What about the soldiers on the front line?"

"No one can save them. ”

"Wait, I'm going to hear what's going on. She stubbornly said that she knew what it meant to be armies, and that without them, she and Dotun were just one of many useless relics left behind by the old Khan, and like most princes and grandsons, they were quickly forgotten.

A scout hurried over, "The three 10,000-strong troops at the front have been dispersed, and only 10,000 people are left with General Liman, who are engaged in the enemy's battle, and I don't know how long they can hold out." ”

Mo shut up in amusement and let Xiao Yan think about it himself, he believed that there could be no second choice, and Xiao Yan would flee immediately if he still had a trace of sanity.

Xiao Yan glanced at the unconscious Dotun again, and finally made the most important decision of his life.

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