"Lin Xian!"

Yu Binyang glared at Lin Xian fiercely, put the knife on Lin Xian's throat and said: "I am the commander of the White Snow Guard. I am in charge of the entire White Snow Guard army under the king's orders. According to the military rules of the Liang Army, anyone on the battlefield dares to disobey orders.

, I can kill him on the spot!

Now I am ordering you to break out from the back mountain with your brothers who are lightly injured, young and still physically strong.

If you dare to say no, I will kill you right now!"

Yu Binyang gritted his teeth, his face full of ferocity, and the cold knife in his hand was pressed firmly against Lin Xian's neck. He looked fierce. This expression seemed to be telling Lin Xian that as long as you say no, you will get a knife from me.

"Kill me."

Lin Xian threw away the cold knife in his hand: "I, Lin Xian, have fought for half my life and would rather die than retreat!"

"I would rather die than retreat!"

More than twenty people knelt down in unison, and no one wanted to leave.

"Oh shit!"

Yu Binyang's hands were shaking, but he really couldn't move.

I saw him swiping the blade and placing it on his neck:

"Let's go! If you don't go, I will die in front of you!"

Yu Binyang's expression was not fake at all. He gently exerted force on his palm, and the sharp blade had already left a blood mark on his neck.

"Don't!"

Lin Xian and all the captains and captains screamed in surprise.

"Are you leaving? I'll ask you one last time!" Yu Binyang said with murderous intent.

"Either leave a seed for Bai Xuewei, or collect the body for me with your own hands!"

"I'm leaving, can't I just leave?"

Tears dripped down Lin Xian's cheeks and fell to the ground. He gritted his teeth and looked at the generals and shouted:

"You go and choose someone! Take away those with minor injuries, take away those who are young, take away those who are the only children in the family!

Cut off the rest!

Go quickly!"

Dozens of men did not respond, but gritted their teeth and left, quickly gathering their soldiers.

After being taken away with minor injuries and severely injured, it was not that Lin Xian was cruel, but that he was at the end of his rope and had no other choice.

This moon valley is still so far away from Wuguan. If you walk through it on foot, the seriously injured are destined to die on the way.

"Huh~"

Yu Binyang finally took a breath and murmured:

"Old Lin, I'm not making things difficult for you. I just want the Snow Guard's flag to still fly on the northern battlefields and protect our homeland for our dead brothers."

"I know."

Lin Xian responded silently and began to bandage the wound on Yu Binyang's thigh. Perhaps this was the last thing he could do.

"Many old brothers have died, but they still have families. Remember, take good care of them.

My mother, my mother is over sixty and has poor health. Don’t tell her the truth. Just say that I went to the Central Plains to lead troops and won’t be back for a while.

My little son is only three years old and doesn’t understand anything, so I’ll leave it to you from now on.”

Yu Binyang kept chanting, and seemed to have endless words to say. Lin Xian kept nodding his head from beginning to end, and burst into tears.

Soon, the selected soldiers began to break out along the path and sneak quietly. Lin Xian and several generals knelt in front of Yu Binyang. He did not speak, but kowtowed three times.

"Let's go."

Yu Binyang said softly: "If you can go back alive, please tell the prince.

If I can join the frontier army in this life, I will have no regrets even if I die."

"good!"

Lin Xian wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes: "Don't worry, I will take my brothers back alive.

We will avenge you!"

"Brothers, retreat!"

The famous soldiers of Jinqian disappeared on the hillside along the path and quietly left the battlefield under the cover of night. The Yan army at the bottom of the mountain did not notice at all.

Yu Binyang was surrounded by a group of generals who had stayed behind to break up the rear. Most of them were seriously injured. Even if they left the Moon Valley, they would not be able to walk back to Wuguan, so it would be better to die on the battlefield.

"Woo~wu~wu~"

The Yan army's shouts to persuade them to surrender finally stopped, replaced by bursts of shrill horn sounds, and densely packed heads of people began to charge. Judging from the posture, the Yan army was also fighting for their lives this time.

Yu Binyang struggled to stand up and shouted loudly:

"I, the White Snow Guard, formerly known as Qingyu Camp, have fought hundreds of battles since the camp was established, and have never surrendered!

Soldiers, please follow me to death!

See you on the road to Huangquan!"

"Fight to the death!"

From crossbows to scimitars, from long-range attacks to hand-to-hand combat, the war in Moon Valley has finally come to an end.

The sky is getting clearer and clearer, and the roars on the battlefield are getting smaller and smaller.

The battle circle has shrunk from the hillsides to the trunks of trees. The remaining Snow Guards soldiers are determined not to surrender. They would rather trade their lives for their own lives or break the front teeth of the Yan army.

Just like what Yu Binyang said before the war, if the Yan army wants to eat them, it is impossible without paying a bloody price.

There were only a few personal guards left around the staggering Yu Binyang. Lying under his feet were the corpses of soldiers from both sides, almost fighting in a river of blood.

"drink!"

"Die!"

The two Yan troops roared and rushed towards Yu Binyang, their eyes were extremely crazy, and there was a trace of fear in their madness.

The Liang army's resistance frightened them from the bottom of their hearts, especially the wolf-like eyes that made them tremble with fear. Only by killing all these Liang armies could they dispel the fear in their hearts.

"when!"

Yu Binyang reluctantly blocked the attack from the right, but another spear was already approaching, and he could no longer raise his sword to block it.

"General, be careful!"

"ah!"

"Pfft~"

Seeing the spear coming, a soldier roared and rushed forward, violently knocked Yu Binyang aside, and stabbed his chest with the spear as expected.

"Asshole!"

This situation made Yu Binyang's eyes turn red. He grabbed a spear with his right hand and pulled hard, causing a Yan soldier to stumble towards him.

"Pfft~"

Then he swung his knife and cut Yan Jun's throat. At the same time, he glanced at his comrade who had just died in the battle with the corner of his eye, looking sad.

These soldiers resolutely went to death in order to protect themselves from the sword, but he could do nothing.

"Kill!"

"kill!"

"Dang Dang Dang!"

"Pfft, pfft~"

The remaining soldiers of Baixuewei continued to die in battle, and more and more Yan soldiers surrounded Binyang.

"The king ordered us to capture this man alive!"

"promise!"

"Kill!"

"drink!"

In the blink of an eye, all the soldiers around Yu Binyang died, and he was the only one left who was still fighting hard.

Several Yan soldiers rushed up with their spears drawn, grabbed his waist and abdomen without him noticing, and then violently lifted him into the air.

"rise!"

"drink!"

"Plop~"

The scarred Yu Binyang still had the strength to fight back. He fell heavily from the air to the ground and felt a sharp pain in his back.

"Knife, my knife~"

Yu Binyang, who was in a daze, did not give up and tried desperately to reach the cold knife that fell to the ground.

"Come on! Hold him down for me!"

"superior!"

Seven or eight strong men from the Yan army swarmed up and fell on Yu Binyang like a snowman, making him unable to move.

"asshole!"

"Bang!"

Yu Binyang's eyes widened in anger, and he tried desperately to break free from Yan Jun's restraints, but the next moment a foot kicked him in the head, causing him to faint completely.
Chapter completed!