Tan Pingzhi spat bitterly: "Commander, marshal, marshal, he is like this because he listened to Liu Yi's nonsense. Someone must be responsible for such a fiasco!"
Liu Yu gritted his teeth: "Now is not the time to talk about this. I want each of you to survive, Tan Daoji, Tan Shao, take care of your uncle!"
Tan Pingzhi's expression changed, and he looked in the direction where Liu Yu was looking. He saw several figures gradually appearing in the thick smoke behind him. They were none other than Tan Pingzhi's nephews, Tan Daoji,
Tan Shao, Tan Zhuan and others were limping toward them, supporting each other and using the half-cut branches as support.
Tan Shao, the oldest, has grown into a strong and powerful man. He looked at Liu Yu and said solemnly: "Brother Jinu, thank you for saving my uncle."
Liu Yu curled his lips and said sternly: "No more words, just pick up the bottle and go back. We will talk about many things when I come back. Are there any other brothers behind you?"
Tan Daoji's eyes were red and full of tears. He didn't know whether it was because of sadness or because he was choked by the smoke. He coughed and said: "No, we, we wanted to save a few people when we came out just now, but they
They were all trapped in the fire and couldn't get out. The only ones left were Brother Ashou and Brother Tieniu outside the grass. Brother Jinu, let's go back together. Brother Ashou and the others, they may not be able to be saved.
La."
Liu Yu gritted his teeth and shook his head: "No, as long as there is still a little hope, I can't give up. Besides, if we just run away, the enemy's cavalry will come after us, and no one can escape. You go quickly,
Go to the commander, quickly!"
Tan Pingzhi struggled to lift the big bow, but he was lifted up by several nephews and put on the broken branches. Three of them were stacked on top of each other, which turned into a temporary stretcher, and he was carried towards Zhangshui.
As he hurried away, his voice came against the wind, hoarse and full of excitement: "Send slaves, send slaves, don't force it!"
Liu Yu turned around and took one last look at Zhangshui on his own side. He saw only small groups of Beifu Army skirmishers starting to cross the river on the bridges.
The remaining infantry formations were patrolling back and forth, looking at Liu Yu with a bit of admiration, a bit of guilt, and a bit of expectation. Perhaps, there was a glimmer of hope in his heart, hoping that Liu Yu could rescue his son.
Liu Yu turned his head. In the pasture, the fire had gradually died down, and the wind gradually calmed down. He took a deep breath, raised the knife and went straight in. Soon, his body was submerged in the fireworks.
On the small hillock, Murong Chui still sat firmly on the bed, motionless as a mountain. In front of him, more than 20,000 archers had already withdrawn and dispersed. In their place, there were more than 10,000 armored cavalry, men and horses.
They are all heavily armored, and the knights all wear masks, and their eyes are filled with the desire for battle and the aura of killing. They only wait for Murong Chui's order to attack, crushing and destroying all obstacles in front of them!
Huan Xuan looked at these armored cavalry intently. It was also the first time for him to see such knights in full armor. He murmured: "Is this the legendary armored cavalry? My late father is Lin.
Before I passed away, I never forgot that this was the most powerful soldier and horse in the world. When I saw it today, it turned out to be really powerful."
Murong Chui smiled slightly: "If your lord has soldiers from the Beifu opposite and is willing to fight for them, I don't know who will win in a battle with me today. However, things are unpredictable. Thirty years ago, your lord and I were still sworn enemies. But now,
Aren’t we here to laugh and discuss the battlefield?”
Murong Lan's eyes were sparkling with light. She looked at the raging fire in the distance without saying a word. Huan Xuan glanced at her and sneered: "What's wrong, Princess Lan? Seeing my former colleagues being wiped out like this, I can't bear to leave."
Is that so? After all, women are benevolent and cannot be cold-blooded and hard-hearted."
Murong Lan gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "Huan Xuan, there is no need to make sarcastic comments here. I would rather fight with the Beifu Army than use these despicable tricks of yours."
Huan Xuan laughed and waved his hand: "What you want on the battlefield is victory, why care about these means? Princess Lan, you should learn more about the art of war. Let's talk about this. By the way, King Wu, there are still hundreds of remaining soldiers in the Beifu Army.
In the front, how about letting all the armor and cavalry charge over now and kill them? There are still thousands of their deserters behind the fire scene, so we can also kill them in one go."
Murong Chui looked at the shield formation of more than ten people in front of him and raised his eyebrows slightly: "These Jin troops are really amazing. Under such unfavorable circumstances, they still remain in formation. They are really well-trained. It's a pity that
, their numbers are too small, and it is impossible to change the outcome. These are dead soldiers, regardless of life and death. If we use armor and cavalry to attack, the losses will be too great. Send an order and go forward to persuade them to surrender. As long as they put down their weapons, I will guarantee their safety.
Life safety.”
When Murong Chui said this, he looked at Huan Xuan: "Prince Huan, I wonder if you are interested in persuading these people to surrender? I can let them follow you in the future."
Huan Xuan curled up his lips: "These Beifu troops are all from Jingkou Qiuba. They are not on the same side as Jingchu. They will not come here if they want to persuade us to surrender. But now that King Wu has spoken, I am willing to go and persuade him to surrender. However, I don't want to be exposed."
own identity.”
Murong Chui nodded. The guard on the side took a pair of Yan Jun's armor. Huan Xuan smiled and started to put it on himself. Soon, it was neatly dressed. He jumped on a green horse and took it.
The Yan army guard on one side handed him a Zouyu banner, put on an iron mask, and flew away.
Murong Chui looked at Huan Xuan's running figure and smiled slightly at Murong Lan: "Alan, do you blame your elder brother for cooperating with Huan Xuan?"
Murong Lan said bitterly: "This man is cunning and insidious. He can never be trusted. He can betray his motherland today and betray us tomorrow. It is better to get rid of him now to avoid disaster in the future."
Murong Chui smiled and waved his hand: "Alan, don't let your emotions affect your judgment. What Huan Xuan wants is to usurp power in the Jin Kingdom in the south. His current enemy is not us, but we want to win in the north.
To become king, we have to make Jin unable to march north within a few years. On the one hand, destroying the Beifu Army is the best. It is best to let Jin have civil strife and civil war, so that we can completely free up our hands. Not only can we unify Hebei, but we can also take the opportunity to march towards the Yellow River.
South, to seize the Central Plains, Qilu, and restore the old land of Yan! Therefore, Huan Xuan cannot die now."
Speaking of this, Murong Chui's eyes flashed coldly: "Alan, it seems that your lover has arrived."
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