Chapter 3303: I am afraid it will be difficult to win this battle

The night in the wasteland has always been silent. Sometimes, the night is too quiet and even the wind cannot be heard.
But this night, it is destined to be a restless night.
Not only was it not calm, but the positive wasteland was like a boiling pot. The roar of people and the neigh of horses mixed together, resounding through the sky, and even shaking the ground began to turbulence.
Chen Zixiao was riding on horseback and pierced the chest of a cavalry who was rushing towards him. The man screamed and was picked up abruptly before he could even struggle. Blood was sprayed from his mouth and spilled. The soldier who had rushed up behind him had a look.
Those people were drenched by the smell, and they were frightened for a while and stayed where they were.
Chen Zixiao's face was gloomy, and he slammed the person on the long hair forward. Suddenly, the corpse was thrown out like a torn sack and hit the soldiers directly. He heard the screams again and again, and the few people were scared and almost going crazy. They desperately pulled the corpse off their bodies. Just about to escape, Chen Zixiao's steed had already rushed right in front of him and stepped directly into the blood-filled mud.
With such a blatant appearance of a god, he was so frightened that everyone around him was dumbfounded. For a while, no one dared to approach him.
And Chen Zixiao wiped the blood on his face and looked around.
This battle has been fought for more than two hours. In the absence of sunlight and the torch has long been extinguished, many people have been unable to distinguish who the people around them are. Only instinctive killings are left, but they still remain from him. On horseback, looking at the situation from high above, Yan Nation soldiers were still approaching.
The momentum is just right!
However, after fighting for more than two hours, the soldiers were indeed a little tired.
Some people even blunt their swords, pinch the enemy's neck and press them into the blood mud, tumbling and biting, just like fighting wild animals.
Chen Zixiao, who saw this scene, although it was not the first time to lead troops on the expedition, he had also beheaded many enemy troops before, but at this moment, his eyes also showed some dazed expressions, and looked towards the sacrifice. The direction of the station.
Even though the sky was dark and the altar was far away from them at this time, it was impossible to see them.
On the battlefield, this emotion is very subtle.
Once the Lord General is a little tired, this emotion will immediately spread like a plague, and the soldiers around him will become a little dull. But the Bayin and Ulihan on the opposite side had gone through a lot of battles, and they immediately seized the moment of opportunity, and fought hard to break out of the siege, raising the long sword in their hands and yelling: "Catch me!"
Seeing this situation, the soldiers of the Kuo Kingdom immediately burst into anger and charged here.
The situation on the battlefield is also very delicate. Sometimes, it is clear that one party has the upper hand, but once a gap is opened by the other party, it may affect the entire line. When Bayin and Ulihan lead their elites to rush towards At this time, the soldiers of the Yan Nation also began to retreat subconsciously, and this retreat, the surrounding soldiers began to retreat.
Oops!
Seeing this situation, Chen Zixiao knew it was wrong.
He waved his hand and screamed desperately to keep everyone from retreating, but for a while, the opponent rushed over the sky, and the soldiers on this side were already a little tired, and he was a little bit unable to support it after being charged like this.
At this moment, a drum sound rang behind him.
All the people were a little tired, and even when the murder was numb, the sound of the drum sounded as if a force was injected into their hearts, and everyone subconsciously looked back.
It was pitch black around, and I couldn't see anything at all.
Although I can't see it, I can hear the sound of horseshoes being agitated by the sound of drums, rushing toward their battlefield.
Everyone hasn’t figured out what’s going on. They only felt a gust of wind blowing and a group of cavalry swept across the formation, but because the night was dark, everyone could not see clearly. They only felt a group of dark shadows spread over them directly. Engulf the few soldiers who rushed to the front.
That is--
Chen Zixiao was taken aback, and saw a person in the dark shadow rushing forward shouting: "Master Chen!"
It is the commander of Jin Yiwei Fang Buyuan!
He was previously sent by Zhu Feng to look for the whereabouts of Han Wang Zhu Chengjun, but there was no news. After the war started here, he naturally did not pay attention to their movements, but he did not expect that the emperor would let Jin Yiwei rush up at this time. .
Although the number of Jin Yiwei is small, they are all elites who have experienced many battles. They may not be good at cavalry charge, but at this time, the battle has been fought for more than two hours, and most of the soldiers on the battlefield are exhausted. They suddenly charge. Coming up, it undoubtedly gave the Yan Nation soldiers a great encouragement. Although their number was not large, their raiding formations under the darkness of night gave people a murderous feeling, as if the army had been killed.
In this way, even the fierce Bayin was shocked.
Seeing that the opponent's momentum became weak, Chen Zixiao immediately seized the opportunity and shouted, "Come on!"
At this time, the soldiers of Yan Nation raised the soldiers again, and screamed and smashed the past again. Bayin refused to admit defeat, and slammed into it with the troops behind him, and the two sides fell into a melee again.
But Ulihan, who was also in the midst of a fierce battle, felt faintly that it would be difficult to win this battle...


"what sound?"
The soldier guarding near the prison vehicle seemed to have heard something, and frowned and looked forward. The soldier next to him said, "Is the wind blowing?"
"No, not like."
The soldier was older and more vigilant, and took two steps forward carefully.
At this moment, Zhu Chengjun in the prison car suddenly shouted: "I want to pee!"
The soldier ignored him, but Zhu Chengjun kept shouting like a shame: "I want to pee, let me out to pee! I want to pee!"
He yelled, the silence of the night was broken by him, and the sound just couldn't be heard.
Probably, it's just wind.
The two soldiers were upset by his quarrel and looked back at him. One of them sneered: "Pee? The king has already said that if you don't tell the truth, let you die in this prison car. Want to go out to pee? Just pee. In the pants!"
The other also laughed.
At this time, the hour came, and it was time for them to change shifts, and the two of them ignored him and walked into the barracks with the knife in their hands.
Zhu Chengjun exhaled carefully.
Then, he opened his panic eyes and looked forward again, and asked in a soft voice, "Who is it?"
A dark figure walked out slowly from the night.
"Your Highness."
Upon hearing this voice, Zhu Chengjun immediately widened his eyes in surprise: "Brother Bieyu!?"