Chapter 1038: reconcile……

"Oh, fifth brother, I know you, you don't need to be like this." Baqi suddenly walked over, grabbed the fifth arm, and pulled the fifth from the ground.
Under his black robe, there was sympathy and tenderness in his eyes looking at the fifth.
If it was the first time he met, he would probably kill the fifth child to vent his anger without hesitation.
But now they have experienced a lot, and they had feelings for each other before, and he has regarded the old fifth as his friend.
And the old fifth’s brain is really good, and it can help him many times. If the old fifth dies, he will be very reluctant.
"You are right. Our greatest enemy is the Route Army. There should be no internal fighting. This will not do us any good."
"He killed my brother, I can feel the pain in your heart. As long as he doesn't die for a day, I will not be able to calm my hatred all day!" Zhiwei also walked over and took the other shoulder of the fifth.
His hatred for the Lu Army was almost in his bones, otherwise he wouldn't be able to mobilize the shield warriors to run so far.
Seeing that Zhimo said this, Baqi pulled the black robe on his head and said in embarrassment, "Uh...I was impulsive just now. You and your people paid so much, I shouldn't say that. "
Although it sounded like an apology, Yaqi still said it, because the man didn't need to twitch.
"No, you are right. Sometimes my orders are indeed wrong. When so many people die, I also have a great responsibility. I will definitely avenge them, together with my brother's hatred!" He clenched his fists, his eyes filled with hatred.
In fact, he didn't blame Baqi after he calmed down, because Baqi didn't say anything wrong, and he was also very responsible for not taking Beizhai.
"Ahaha, my dear brother, your business is mine. I also wrote down this hatred." Baqi retracted the snake's hand and hammered Zhimo's chest with his fist.
His nerves are relatively big, and he just had to die, and he will be able to continue to call him brother in the next moment.
"Uh..." Zhiwei looked at the weird Baqi and could only smile bitterly, not good to continue to say anything.
And the old fifth listened to these two people, and slowly opened his eyes and exhaled.
In the last few minutes, he thought a lot, summarizing the failure, thinking about the deceased, and preparing for death.
But he never expected that Baqi and Zhihui changed their faces so quickly, and they reconciled too quickly...
However, no matter what, it was a good thing for him that no internal fighting occurred, and he rekindled hope for the future.
"Thank you, thank you very much, the more difficult we are, the more we must unite." The old fifth's tone revealed unprecedented sincerity.
If it was said that he just wanted to use Zhimo and Baqi to avenge him and help him survive.
After experiencing this incident, he saw a lot of it, and sincerely hoped that their combination could continue to cooperate in the last days.
After all, it is not easy to find a few powerful people who have the same goals as him.
"There is no need to say more about sensationalism, we are all vulgar people, just tell us what we should do next." Baqi looked at the fifth, and then at Beizhai in the distance.
Zhiwei also looked at the fifth person in front of him. He agreed with that sentence. The more difficult it is, the more unity he must be.
Seeing Zhifu and Baqi still trusting him, the old fifth took a deep breath, his eyes gradually returning to firmness.
"I just summarized it carefully. There were three reasons for our failure in this attack. One was that the position was too concentrated, and it was impossible to leave the poisonous mist at once."
"Second, we were too nervous to find a way to crack the poisonous fog, which made the poisonous fog last too long."
"The third is that we didn't command well. If the surviving shield fighters were allowed to rush forward and don't retreat, the loss now would not be so great."
The old fifth said this in a heavy tone, because as long as they do a little bit of the above three points, the situation may be different.
"Oh, it's all over, it's meaningless to regret now, let's talk about what should be done next." Zhiwei no longer wants to discuss the previous events, and he feels heartache when he thinks of the dead body.
"Just say whether you should fight or withdraw. We trust your judgment." Baqi didn't seem to want to discuss the failure just now.
"Now the firepower guards and the drawing artillery have been almost destroyed by us, and the self-made defensive equipment in Beizhai has also worn out a lot, and they are not supported to continue their defense."
"The only thing that can threaten us is this poisonous fog. Without mental protection, it is difficult for us to survive or pass safely." The old five looked at Beizhai and analyzed it carefully.
"Hey, I suddenly thought that any poisonous gas or toxin is afraid of flames. If we can create a fire, maybe we can burn the poisonous mist, then we can do whatever we want!" Thoughts.
"You are right. Flames can indeed burn off poisonous gas. I encountered small-scale poisonous gas when I was with Blackbird, and it was dissolved by flames."
"But have you ever thought about how much fire is needed to burn a poison gas with such a large area?"
"It's fine if we have burning things here, it takes only a few minutes to make a fire."
"But all around us are bare, there is nothing, we have to spread out to find enough burning material."
"Even if we solve the poisonous fog in front of us, what should we do when we push into the area of ​​Beizhai, and the enemy supernatural power creates another poisonous fog?"
"Since he can make such a big piece, it is enough to show that his strength is around Tier 3. It is estimated that it is not difficult to make a second piece."
"Know that we don't have much brainpower right now. If something goes wrong, there will be nowhere to flee..." The calming fifth old man took almost all the details into consideration.
These words also calmed down Baqi and Zhiwei. Indeed, they had exhausted their brain power just to get out of the poisonous mist, and it was impossible to recover in a short time.
If even they can't stop the poisonous fog, then the black-robed men and shield warriors under them are not to mention, basically there is no possibility of survival.
"Oh, then we really can't do anything? We want to retreat like this? I'm really unwilling..." Zhimo looked at Beizhai in the distance, clenching his teeth, there seemed to be a fire in his eyes. combustion.
They had just rushed into Beizhai, and almost occupied Beizhai. They were completely defeated because of a small mistake. No one would be willing to change it. After all, so many people died...