Chen Jiabao finally came to his senses and understood the meaning of those words that Duan couldn't bear to tell him.
After looking at the flag in his hand, Chen Jiabao was startled and hurriedly wanted to return the flag to Duan Buren.
"General, what you just said is that there are no cowards in our Futu Army. You are trying to make Jiabao a coward and a deserter. If I don't leave, you won't leave even if you kill me."
"I am also a soldier of the Futu Army. You fight the Turks to the death, and I dare to fight the Turks to the death. I, Chen Jiabao, am determined not to be a coward or a deserter."
Duan couldn't bear to look away and glared at Chen Jiabao who looked unhappy.
"Asshole, I didn't ask you to become a deserter. Please listen clearly to me. The flag is everything to our Futu Army. We can die in battle, but our flag must never be lost."
"We have no idea whether the other brothers are safe now. If unfortunately they die in the battle, the only banner of our Pagoda Army will be our brothers."
"You are the hope of the Pagoda Army. Take the flag back to the commander-in-chief and ask him not to revoke the flag of our Pagoda Army because of the loyalty of the brothers who followed him through life and death."
"You are the seed of the Pagoda Army. After we died in the battle, you must revive the banner of our Pagoda Army again and carry it forward."
"My child, the passing geese leave their voices, and the passing people leave their names."
"You carry the faith of these 50,000 brothers on your shoulders. Go quickly and take our flag back to the commander-in-chief. Be obedient!"
Chen Jiabao looked at Duan Buren, and mist quickly formed in his eyes.
"General, I...I..."
"Let's go! Don't let our brothers die in vain, otherwise we will die in peace as ghosts."
Duan Jiabao subconsciously looked around, looking at a group of older brothers looking at him with pleased eyes and nodding heavily with tears in his eyes.
"I'm leaving! I'm leaving!"
"General, brothers, I promise Jiabao that if he can fight out alive, he must come back alive. I will go to Yingzhou and wait for you to come home!"
"Take your cat urine back! Let's go!"
"I have received my order from my humble post! I say goodbye to my humble post!"
"drive!"
Seeing Duan Jiabao repeatedly looking back at the figure that disappeared from the side of the broken wall, Duan couldn't help but smile with relief and withdrew his gaze.
The Turks did not start pursuing Duan Jiabao because of such a small shrimp, and Bukhanna was even a little happy. This great dragon soldier might have found some of the great dragon soldiers and horses that were evacuating to the east to come for support.
It would be better if this were the case, saving you the hassle of running around looking for them.
"General, the Turks have come out!"
Duan couldn't bear to look at the Turkic man coming towards him with burning eyes, and rode forward to meet him.
"Someone come and tell me your name!"
"The great general Ba Khan of the Huyan Royal Court, the vanguard officer Che Mu, has seen General Dalong!"
"Stop talking nonsense, what are you doing?"
"General, General Bukhan admires your actions of sacrificing your life to protect the people. You have been surrounded. Behind you is an abyss. It is difficult for you to fly. General Bukhan admires the bloody soldiers. Surrender.
He doesn't want to see a good man like you die in vain."
"Hahaha......"
Duan couldn't bear to look up to the sky and burst out laughing, looking at the vanguard officer Che Mu mockingly: "Your general Bukhan is fucking more humorous than our commander, but this joke is really not funny at all."
Che Mu stared deeply at Duan Canren, who had a look of disdain on his face: "General, I will not deny that you are all brave and capable soldiers, but we Turks are not bad either. You only have three thousand people, but we Turks have sixteen thousand."
Thousands of warriors, you have no chance of victory."
"Surrender. After the war is over, you will still have a chance to be redeemed by the dragon or released."
"You are not afraid of death, but you have to think about the three thousand brothers under your command."
"Chemu, go back and tell your General Bukhan that since the day the flag of our Pagoda Army was established, it has always been about victory or death in battle. The word surrender will never appear on our Pagoda Army!"
"Brothers, are you willing to surrender?"
Three Thousand Pagodas waved their weapons, laughed, looked at Che Mu, and shouted in unison: "Go to hell!"
"You... you..."
Che Mu glanced coldly at the three thousand pagoda troops and rode towards Ba Khanna's position.
Duan couldn't bear to throw the scabbard in his hand to the ground, took out the command flag from behind and rushed towards the forward of the three thousand brothers.
"Brothers, if you kill one, you'll be enough. If you kill two, you'll make a profit. Come and fight me!"
"Kill!"
Duan couldn't help waving his sword and charged towards the Turkic army. The three thousand soldiers behind him showed no fear and followed suit, howling and charging towards them.
Just like what Zhang Kuang said about the Six Guards of the New Army, the soldiers and horses under Liu Mingzhi's command are all a group of howling wolf cubs who are not afraid of death.
Ba Khanna sighed and waved the command flag in his hand.
"charge!"
More than 10,000 Turkic cavalry rolled up the billowing smoke and headed toward Duan Can's 3,000-strong encirclement.
After the bow and arrow shooting, the hand crossbow was thrown to the ground without enough time for reloading. When it went up, it was a fight between horses and soldiers.
Wolves are not omnipotent. They are not afraid of death, but they will fight to the death.
The setting sun was stained with blood, and in the unknown wilderness of broken walls, the war horses were sneezing, and the yellow sand had turned red.
I don't know if it's because of the blood-like setting sun, or because the blood soaked into the sand.
Corpses were strewn across the middle-sized wilderness, flags were overturned, and it was impossible to count how many corpses had fallen on this land.
For a lifetime, it is not a blessing to have a group of brothers who live and die together and die together on the battlefield.
Duan couldn't help being covered in blood, and his helmet had gone somewhere.
Looking at the last brother who fell beside him, Duan couldn't help but trembled and got off his horse. He took out a piece of blood-stained dried meat from his arms and walked towards Feng An, who had just died in the battle and still had his eyes closed.
With trembling hands, he brought the dried meat to the corner of Feng An's mouth, and Duan couldn't help but choke.
"Good brother, don't you like to eat meat the most? You eat it, you get up and eat it. I will no longer be stingy. I will give you all my dried meat and give it to the brothers.
Get up and eat!"
"Eat quickly!"
The sound of footsteps could be heard, and several Turkic soldiers covered in blood and holding scimitars surrounded Duan Huohe.
Looking at the crazy Duan Can't bear, one of the Turks started speaking broken Chinese.
"General, surrender! All your brothers have been killed in the battle, don't die in vain!"
After the Turks finished speaking, the many Turks around him looked at Duan Buren with admiration in their eyes.
Warriors are worthy of admiration no matter where they are!
Duan couldn't help but stood up slowly, glanced at the three thousand pagoda troops around him who had no survivors, and grinned.
"He's dead. He's all died in battle. In that case, what's the use of my general living!"
"My brothers are all gone, it's my turn to continue charging!"
Duan couldn't bear to search among the corpses with his sword, and the Turks around him subconsciously gave way to a path.
After a long time, Duan couldn't bear to tie a flag behind his back with a belt, picked up a horn, put it in his mouth and blew it.
The sound of the horn was melodious and sad. Duan couldn't help but gently pinned the horn behind his back and scanned the surrounding brothers of the Futu Army.
"Brothers, listen to the charging horn again!"
"Come on!"
One man, one horse, one horn, and one blood-stained flag charged towards the Turkic army of tens of thousands of people.
The sound of a spear piercing flesh could be heard clearly. The tiger could not hold off the pack of wolves, and Duan, who once again pulled seven or eight Turks on his back, could not bear to be stabbed through by several lances.
"Pfft...Pfft..."
Duan couldn't help but the blood flowed out from his teeth. He glanced at Ba Khanna who was riding a horse and stopped in front of him with scarlet eyes and grinned.
"You...you can come to my big dragon...Guan Shengmu...but...
...........You must not act... recklessly on my big dragon!"
Bahan looked at Duan Buhan with complicated eyes.
"Bahan, do you dare to ask the general what his name is?"
"Dalong's New Army... Six Guards... Pagoda... Northern Xinjiang King Liu Mingzhi..."
....The Liu Family Army under his command...the Pagoda Guards!"
"Hangchi...poof..."
"Duan-can't-forbear!"
Looking at the body of Duan Buhan, who was kneeling on one knee with his sword in his hand and still not falling down, Ba Khanna sighed.
Looking at the flag on Duan Buhan's back that was undulating slightly with the breeze, Bahan waved his hand silently.
"Liu Jiajun! Duan Buren!"
"Someone is coming!"
"Please give me your orders, General!"
"The scenery here is so beautiful. Let's bury our fallen warriors together with the heroes of Dalong."
"Heroes' Tomb."
"Although we are enemies, we are just following orders."
"Soldiers always have to obey orders."
“Who can say whether it’s right or wrong?”
"Heroes Tomb, treat yourself as a hero and cherish heroes!"
"This general has a vague hunch that going south this time may be the biggest mistake of our lives!"