"Ding Ding Dang" sounded in his ears for a while. Zhu Bosong felt that his body was struggling to hold him, and he hurriedly opened his eyes. He just saw the scene where the southern cavalry around the town around him retreated.

He saw his father Zhu Lingyun's resolute but blood-stained profile.

"Father, handsome!" Zhu Bosong exclaimed, as if he just walked away from the gate of hell, and he woke up only after a while. After all, father and son are connected by blood. At the critical moment, his father came galloping to save him. Now Zhu Bosong's feet are full of

The gun head that broke off and fell to the ground was obviously Zhu Lingyun's masterpiece just now, but Zhu Bosong felt uneasy and guilty in his heart, because the battle on the other side of the river embankment seemed to have not stopped, and because of the family relationship between father and son, he missed the military plane battle, but

A great sin.

"My son, don't worry. The enemy troops on the river embankment have been defeated. My father knows it well. You are seriously injured. Get out quickly. Be careful!"

Zhu Lingyun lifted Zhu Bosong's body with his arms and threw it directly onto the horse's back. He slapped the yellow horse's strong muscles with the scabbard and roared: "Let's go!"

Zhu Bosong quickly adjusted his body posture and landed firmly on the horse. Several guards around him immediately gathered around to protect him. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and looked back at where Zhu Lingyun had landed. He was shocked.

I saw that just now, Zhu Lingyun was trying to save his foothold, which had been surrounded by dense Zhennan cavalry. Ten or twenty spears were stabbing the ground from all directions, and swords were slashing down one after another, and it was even difficult to see clearly.

A piece of Zhu Lingyun's clothes, swords, spears, swords and halberds had already covered the ground densely.

"Father, handsome!" Only then did Zhu Bosong react. He screamed in pain and rushed back on his horse.

The surrounding navy officers and soldiers were also shocked. Needless to say, Zhu Lingyun was important in Zhu Bosong's heart. He was also the backbone of the first navy battalion. Only with his proper command and tenacity could everyone hold on under the heavy attack.

, but now, under the attack of long and short weapons with no blind spots, Zhu Lingyun has most likely been chopped into pulp.

Everyone stood up and fought bravely, but there were many enemy soldiers blocking the way. Even if they were only a few feet away, it was as difficult as climbing to the sky. Zhu Bosong had tears in his eyes, cried loudly, and almost collapsed on the horse.

However, suddenly, everyone opened their eyes wide, and heard the sound of weapons clashing like beads falling on a jade plate. The next moment, where Zhu Lingyun disappeared, a blaze bloomed like flowers, and dozens of swords were heard.

The blade suddenly stopped and was washed away by the sudden explosion of red light, and then spread endlessly among the crowd, just like the front petals of a flower that have not withered yet opened again, continuously, in circles, one after another, overlapping and changing.

A channel made of fire.

The raging fire gradually extended outwards and expanded, burning the surrounding air into wind. Everyone could finally see Zhu Lingyun, whose bun had been scattered in the fire curtain, holding the reins tightly with a pale face, and his body firmly pressed against the horse's back.

, almost parallel to the war horse, and the horse's tail under the crotch suddenly ignited violently like a shooting star. Under the severe pain and panic, the horse hit and sprinted wildly. That was the fierce fire oil!

Everyone's eyes were blankly staring at this strange and terrifying scene. The Zhennan cavalry surrounding the area were frightened by the gradually uncontrolled fire and could not see. The horses under them also kept jumping and neighing back.

Avoid it, because they are more sensitive than humans and can feel the threat of this fierce fire better.

"Quickly! Rescue the father! Kill!" After a few breaths, Zhu Bosong, who was close to Chi Chi, let out a loud roar of filial piety, and the yellow horse jumped into the air with both hooves, and a slightly sad and shrill sound came from his mouth.

With this clear rebuke, the navy guards around Zhu Bosong suddenly rushed forward. Taking advantage of the Zhennan cavalry being at a loss, they rushed forward to face the group of fierce fire that broke through the encirclement. For a moment, the horses galloped, swords

The air was so violent that the long grass on the ground was trampled until it was almost uprooted, and turned into fragments in the murderous aura. These fragments flew around like thin sharp blades, and dozens of Zhennan cavalry were within two feet of them.

For a moment, I felt that something was wrong, but it was already too late.

Xiu Xiu Xiu! Xiu Xiu Xiu! Puff, puff, puff! There was a loud sound of the blade piercing into flesh and blood. The surrounding Zhennan cavalry stood there like clay sculptures withered wood, like pigs and sheep waiting to be slaughtered. First, one person slowly

They fell down, and then several more fell down, and then nearly twenty Zhennan cavalry screamed and fell to the ground. The only things left behind were the majestic shouts of killing and the cold whistling of the north wind.

Almost everyone looked at all this with their mouths open, seeing this group of desperate navy cavalry shuttle through the fire like Yin Shura, their bodies were trembling as if they had seen a miracle, these actions that did not seem human were simply

Incredible.

Let’s look at a few navy cavalry who were accidentally contaminated with fire oil. Their bodies were being engulfed in ruthless fire and were about to be devoured. It must have been endless pain and torture, and their bodies were covered with grass, leaves and dead branches.

The blood-stained face looked at the coach Zhu Lingyun who had successfully escaped from danger, showing a strange and sad smile, as if he was silently saying his final farewell...

Needless to say, using Menghuo oil at close range is extremely dangerous. Zhu Lingyun was never willing to use this crazy strategy unless he had to, but he was surrounded by enemy soldiers just now, and all kinds of weapons were thrown at him.

During the greeting, how could Zhu Lingyun, who had almost no foothold, withstand the enemy's weapons with his own strength? The bag of fire oil hanging on the side of the saddle naturally became the only life-saving straw in this desperate situation.

After Zhu Bosong led his men to rescue his father desperately, the place where the fire passed seemed to form a hollow zone in the rebel army. The surrounding soldiers and horses that were unfortunately contaminated by kerosene lay on the ground like trampled straws.

.If you can watch this wonder from the air, it will look like a crop circle left by aliens.

Three or four hundred paces away, Zhu Lingyun, who was surviving the disaster, seemed to be seriously injured. He could no longer bear the jolting of the horse. After the horse slowed down slightly, he barely landed. He was panting violently with his sword, his face was pale, and sweat was rolling down his face. But it was extremely dangerous.

How can the battlefield be a place for people to take a breather?

Zhu Bosong hurriedly urged his horse to rush over. Just like his father had just rescued him, he reached out and grabbed his father's arm and lifted it hard. Zhu Lingyun's body then fell heavily on the horse's back, but his whole body was already limp and powerless, and then

Fell into coma...

Song Mojie, who was not far away, watched all this coldly. For a moment, his teeth were itching with hatred. He could do such a terrifying thing as setting off a fire. Is Zhu Lingyun brave or fateful?

Clearly watching him survive a catastrophe despite being struck by hundreds of swords? But what's the point of being angry? Life is at stake right now, victory or defeat is only a matter of seconds, and there's no time for any extra thought.

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"What are you doing standing still? Kill! Didn't you see that Zhu Lingyun was seriously injured? Quick! Kill them all! Don't let them escape!" Song Mojie cursed and shouted.

Although the Zhennan cavalry were a little timid, under the urging of their commander, they still stepped forward with courage. In an instant, they continued to rush toward the navy cavalry like ants. The brutal hand-to-hand combat happened again. Relying on their numerical advantage, the Zhennan cavalry continued to use The method of encirclement, mass destruction and annihilation eroded the dwindling number of naval cavalry around them.

Song Mojie himself led a team of elite cavalry and chased in the direction where the Zhu family and his son fled. Soon he peeled off the layers of naval soldiers blocking him like an onion. A moment later, in the distance, There are still 500 steps to the river embankment, and only about 50 navy guards are left huddled together to protect Zhu Bosong and Zhu Lingyun, who is almost in shock. They have been surrounded by enemy troops several times their own.
Chapter completed!