Chapter 596: At the time of crisis

I am afraid that this is too much.
But what about it.
When it comes to war, there is hope for life, but not war but death.
"After three days, the people in Bazhou have all retreated." Xia Yong said, feeling the hoof in front of him, watching the horror of the surrounding soldiers, shouting and lifting the hand in his hand. "kill."
He took the lead and rushed.
The soldiers have formed a habit, and they will not hesitate to move with the movement of the army.
"kill!"
They no longer have distractions, urging the horses to keep the battle, and Xia Yong marched forward to meet the Jinbing.
The horseshoes raged in dust and the two armies collided.
Killing the sky.
Looking at the two sides who were struggling together, the soldiers in the military squad were standing still, without sorrow, no sorrow, no ignorance, and only waiting for the order.
Zhao Hanqing was struggling around the hollow ground, and it seemed that he was anxious and impatient.
"Khan, you are not afraid?" Miss Jun said suddenly.
"What are you afraid of?" Zhao Hanqing said, his eyes brightly looking at the front. "Sister, when can I go into battle?"
I didn’t listen to Miss Jun at all.
Miss Jun smiled.
"This time I am afraid that it is not good." She said, she looked a little solemn. "There are a large number of people in the Jin people who are gathering here."
Zhao Hanqing snorted.
"Are you afraid?" she asked.
Miss Jun smiled and shook her head.
Zhao Hanqing also smiled and shook his head.
"Then I am afraid of you," she said, with a bit of arrogance. "Don't I be as good as you? I can do it if you can."
Let me know that I can be no worse than others.
Miss Jun laughed and put the bow down.
"I am not as good as you," she said, taking out a long whip. "I use this."
Zhao Hanqing snorted.
"You will do this? Why didn't you say that?" she said, "I have to learn."
Miss Jun nodded with a smile.
"Well, wait until this time, I will teach you," she said.
Yang Jing is on the sidelines.
If you can go back.
Miss Jun has to go into battle, it is obvious that she made the decision to die.
After so long, the manpower and the weapons have been greatly depleted. There are more and more Jin soldiers in the south. This time it is indeed dangerous.
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In Baozhou, it is more fierce than Bazhou.
First, because the founding of the country is close to Baozhou, the people retreat slowly because of their trust in the country. Second, the nearby state city was also guarded to refuse to open the city gate.
When Zhu Xi came to Baozhou with the Shenzhou soldiers and horses, the peace talks also officially ended. Zhou Bing retreated and the Jin Bing surged.
There are people running around in Baozhou, and behind them is the Jin Bing who follows closely.
The villages and towns were broken, and the fireworks were smashed and the walls were broken.
A village screamed in front of it.
As the last Golden Brigade was split into two pieces by the Sabre, the battle finally ended.
The corpse is scattered on the ground, and there are also soldiers of the Jin Bing.
Zhu Xi, who was bathed in blood, looked around. Seven hundred people came out when they came out. Now there are only three hundred left, and one is wounded.
He lifted his sleeve and wiped his face.
There are also own gold soldiers.
But because the sleeves are also contaminated with blood, this rubbing face is even more embarrassing.
Some people were separated and packed up with death and injury, and Zhu Xichong waved his hand.
"Look at the village and the survivors are not," he said.
The village has just been ransacked by the Jinbing, and the house is still burning, with a smell of burnt smell.
This is too stinking.
Several soldiers couldn't help but cover their noses, while Zhu Xi and the chopping wooders suddenly changed color, speeding up the pace and smelling the smell and rushing inward.
what happened? The soldiers in Shenzhou were busy keeping up. They just stepped into the village and everyone was upright.
Seeing the soldiers who were used to death, they also whispered and looked straight ahead.
A woodpile at the entrance to the village is burning, and the stench is emitted from here.
But looking carefully is not the woodpile, but the heap of people.
Although many have been burnt black, but it is faintly distinguishable between men, women and children, it is obviously the villagers here.
Although he was a soldier in the North, he killed the golden thief, saw the battlefield, and passed through the bandits, but he has never seen such a miserable scene for so many years.
Many soldiers have to cover their mouths and retching.
Zhu Xi looked at the scene and suddenly laughed, his eyes were as red as blood.
"Look, look, this is the end of the lost home." He shouted, pointing his finger at the burning corpse. "I am a big week, I am a big week! People are like firewood! People are like firewood!"
How can I become like this in my big week?
Everyone was standing in the mouth of the village, and the injuries on their bodies did not make them cry. At this time, many people looked at the scene with tears in their eyes.
Zhu Xi laughed a few times and turned to rush to the outside of the village.
"Stop the thief," he shouted.
The rushing horses were re-convened, and the soldiers also launched, followed by Zhu Xi to the north, and a town in front was faintly visible.
"Shi Zi!" Some soldiers chased from the rear and shouted, "Can't go."
He stopped by the horse and looked worried.
"The Jin Bing has already occupied the town, and there are more people coming to the army." He said, "Ginger ethics asked the world to return quickly, and here can no longer stay."
Zhu Xi Lema looked ahead, and there seemed to be a faint cry from the people in the wilderness.
"How can I abandon it, how can I abandon it," he said lowly. He said that he had a long knife in his hand and pointed forward. He crossed the soldier and ran forward.
The people behind him did not stop at all, and followed the Zhu Xi body and rolled forward.
"You are crazy!" the soldier yelled, anxious and puzzled. "The Jinbing is coming."
It was because the Jin Bing came, so he did not hesitate to rush forward.
Can not be abandoned, can not be abandoned, can save one is one, otherwise these people will be what to end, they have seen it with their own eyes.
The horses gallop and the city ahead is getting clearer.
Each soldier has clenched his long knife and waited for the upcoming battle.
The sound of sly seems to come from the sky.
The Mercedes-Benz man squatted slightly, and Zhu Xi looked up and his eyes were amazed.
Is this the horn of the soldiers?
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This is the horn of the Golden Man.
Yang Jing is very sure, listening to the horn of the front, and seeing that a wave of gold soldiers after the war is really back.
How is this going?
Xia Yong Li Guorui and others who rejoined after the battle against the front also looked confused.
They gasped and their faces were stained with blood. They looked at the Jinbing, who had retreated like a tide, and did not look relaxed.
"Is it true that the Jin Bing people are gathering together to prepare for a new round of attacks?" said one official.
Most likely.
Xia Yong gripped the long knife with the injured hand.
"Line up, set up," he said.
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The sun is shining, the spring breeze is noodious, but it is a pity that the air is filled with blood and suffocating, and it is impossible to make people intoxicated.
Fang Fang did not know how long it was, and he never saw Jin Bing again.
The blood slides down the forehead in the corner of the eye, and the blink of an eye can no longer make the line of sight clear. Xia Yong had to lift his hand to wipe it off.
This action is extraordinarily conspicuous in the square.
As a leader, this is an unforgivable move, but Xia Yong does not want to go into this.
"It's not right." He turned and said.

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