The leader of the movie was bleeding in his heart. The fallen people were all their brothers. They trained and sweated together, and cultivated many friendships, but they fell to themselves alive.

The leader Fanzi held a knife to block the enemy who was slashing at him in front, but he ignored the one behind him. Seeing him smiling cruelly, he lifted the knife to the leader Fanzi's back with a magnificent face and slashed.

He had been waiting for this opportunity for a long time. The martial arts skills of this southerner were higher than ordinary people, and his swords and clothes were different from those of ordinary people. He must have been a leader and took him down. The remaining southerners were not allowed to retreat, just like fighting against the southerners' army in Liaodong, killing the officials, and the remaining soldiers were slaughtered by them like cattle and sheep.

"Sir! Be careful!"

Jiannu's movement was seen by a Dongchang man next to him. Seeing that the knife was about to fall on his Shangguan, he couldn't help but scream.

By the time the leader Fanzi noticed that he turned around, there was no time for him to dodge or make blocking moves for the rest of the time.

Just as he opened his eyes wide and saw that he was gritting his teeth and preparing to bear a knife, a black shadow suddenly rushed over and knocked him over with force.

The knife slashed directly on the black shadow, and a white light flashed, and a stream of red blood spurted out. The black shadow couldn't help but screamed in pain.

"ah!"

"Xiaobao!" The leader's eyes were about to burst when he saw this scene. He cut off the Jiannu's head with a backhand. A stream of blood soared into the sky, flying six or seven feet high. Jiannu's head, which still had a majestic expression, fell to the ground and stirred up dust.

"Xiaobao!" The leader of the leader held Xiaobao's arm and pulled him back.

He looked around the battlefield for a week and found that this could not continue, otherwise people would not be able to protect them, and they would have to explain them all here.

"Retreat!"

The leader Fanzi issued a loud order to retreat, but the Jiannumen could not let him do what he wanted. He bit the remaining Fanzi attacked desperately. Fanzi could only grit his teeth and quickly waved the Xiuchun Sword and fell into a tough battle.

After about half an hour, the two sides of the battle finally separated. The monks held their comrades in their hands and moved around the carriage to protect them, and the Jiannu were also eyeing them fifty steps away.

The leader counted the number of people, and couldn't help but hold his hands tightly, bleeding from his heart.

By the time we arrived, there were only less than 150 people left in the five hundred movies, and most of them were injured. At most, less than 100 people could continue to fight.

Xiaobao leaned on the shaft of the carriage, covering the wound with one hand and holding the leader Fanzi's arm with the other.

"Sir! You can't fight like this... If you continue to fight like this, we will all die here." Xiaobao said weakly.

When Dongchang Fanzi, who was holding a knife next to him, heard Xiaobao say this, he turned around and focused his eyes on the leader Fanzi. Their wealth and life all depended on the leader Fanzi's next command.

"Me!" The leader Fanzi gritted his teeth and was about to say something, then looked at the two carriages, and then held the words back into his stomach.

Yes, do you think he doesn't want to retreat? But you can't. The previous one sitting in the carriage was the imperial rank of the current dynasty, and the other one was the king of the king who was only in the same position as Eunuch Wei.

Retreat? How to withdraw?

If only one of them were himself, then the leader Fanzi would have given orders to retreat long ago. If he was protecting ordinary people, he would not care about the failure of the mission.

But the two inside were not good. The damage was a huge matter. His Majesty blamed him. Who could bear it? I remembered that Eunuch Wei personally summoned him to say to him when he was about to set off.

"People are either safe or think about you and the whole family."

So he could not withdraw. The official road was flat and they could not escape with two burdens. Instead, there was a risk that Jiannu would be defeated one by one because of panic. Now he could only guard it and guard it until the arrival of support. Fortunately, it was the official road, and there were still people coming and going. As long as someone passed the situation here to the government, reinforcements would come to rescue them at that time.

Thinking that the leader Fanzi had to stabilize his subordinates, he shouted to Fanzi who was surrounded by him: "Brothers! We have no way out! Think about your family in the capital, even if we die in the East Factory, we will have pensions! If we escape, our family will be dead!"

Hearing this, the people who had already developed the intention to retreat were stunned. Yes, where can they retreat? They didn’t know the methods of the Dongchang. If they really ran away, there would be no place for them to be there. Moreover, they still have a small family in the hands of the Dongchang. Thinking about the methods of the Dongchang treating the runners, they felt chilling, as if the Jiannu on the opposite side was not that scary.

But not everyone thinks so. A movie was scared by today's blood. There was no time to think about it during the battle, but after stopping, he couldn't do it when he saw the blood all over the ground. All the family and tasks were not as important as his life in his mind.

"No, no! I don't want to die here! I don't want to!" He threw away the knife that was still dripping with blood in his hand, turned his head and ran out.

"Biaozi, come back!" A man next to him ran away and shouted to call him back.

It’s a pity that the person who is already brave enough to get back can still be called.

"Swish!" A crossbow arrow flew towards the escaped monk.

The monk ran twenty steps, was stabbed by a crossbow arrow, fell to the ground, spitting blood in his mouth, and climbed forward hard, he was about to leave the Shura field! He was about to escape!

"Swish!" Another arrow flew over and nailed to his hand.

This arrow was not shot by the leader of the sage, but by a Jiannu on the opposite side. He held a strong bow in his hand, smiled and then took another arrow, aiming at the sage.

"call out!"

The arrow was nailed to the other hand of the monk.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

The monk lying on the ground wailed in pain, and his hands wanted to retract, but he could only do useless work and was stared at by the feather arrows, and his legs were kicked weakly.

"Swish!" Another feather arrow flew over and nailed his right foot.

"Ahhhh..." Fanzi cried weakly on the ground. He was so scared. He didn't want to die. Why is death so close to him?

"Swish!" Another arrow flew over.

Fanzi's limbs were firmly nailed to the ground by four feather arrows, and he could only twist his body. He wanted to get rid of this pain, but unfortunately he was futile.

Fanzi turned around and looked at the brothers behind him, calling out while bleeding: "Save me! Dazhuang! Save me! Save me, Xiaoshe!"

He looked at the brothers behind him, his eyes full of desire to survive, and as long as someone is willing to come and save him, he will be saved.
Chapter completed!