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A group of people waited quietly towards the city gate, for fear of attracting the attention of the Tartars' archers, but this place was not far from the pass. Bai Bing walked forward with a big stance, and Zhuo Bufan shrank his head and his head, and the poor Zhou Tong followed Zhuo Bufan's right hand, with his right palm standing on his chest, his iron cloth shirt was chanting, but his forehead was covered with beads of sweat the size of beans.

Soon, everyone had already moved near the city gate and looked up and shouted to open the city gate. The female general Bai Bing turned around and bowed to Zhuo Bufan and said casually: "I can't follow the general now, so I will return to the army to cover the adults. Goodbye in the next life." As he said that, Bai Bing resolutely ran towards the pass.

"Stop!" Zhuo Bufan shouted: "Xiaobai, why are you like this?"

A sentence of Xiaobai made Bai Bing stagger, so he had to stop and turned around and said, "As soon as the city gate opens, the morale of the army will be in chaos, and they will inevitably rush in. The Tartars took the opportunity to kill, and the city gate is in danger. I will go and join Mr. Xing Qian to suppress the situation, so as not to become a sinner who will harm the country."

After saying that, Bai Bing was sad and clear, and was a loyal and good family, who practiced martial arts in a young age, and devoted himself to serving the country. He was a general in the army that discriminated against women. The hardships were not worthy of being told to others. However, he was assigned by the general to assist this playboy. Alas, although it was quite regretful, he finally died on the battlefield where he fought against the Tartars and was not angry with the playboy.

At this time, Zhuo Bufan looked back at the battle situation not far away and thought. Sweat, Bai Bing said it right. He knew what kind of person he was the four thousand soldiers he was besieged. The four thousand soldiers were his friends. It is conceivable what kind of soldiers he could bring out. Now he was looking at this side, probably he had some oil under his feet.

Looking at the terrain in front of him, Zhuo Bufan thought hard, but refused to let Bai Bing leave.

There are cliffs on both sides of the pass, and the middle is a gradually widening flat terrain to the pass. If the Tartars rushed over and attacked by a quick horse, let alone escape, the city gate blocked by the scattered soldiers would be very dangerous. The enemy attacked fiercely, and the open land on this side could not stop the enemy. Then, you must find a way to narrow the enemy's impact space. As long as you slightly block their impact route and add the long-range firepower sniper, you can safely retreat into the pass.

After looking around, Zhuo Bufan's eyes lit up when he saw the messy supplies beside him. There was a way, the battlefield is pk, we are familiar with it.

After calling Bai Bing, he bit his ear without saying anything. Bai Bing was impatient first, then he looked at Zhuo Bufan in surprise, turned around and headed straight for the pass.

Zhuo Bufan didn't care about the pain in his chest at this time, and rushed to the baggage and jumped into the carriage. Of course, Zhou Tong was holding the more anxious mantra beside him.

"Four Heavenly Kings, don't hide it, I've seen it all, come over to me. Damn it, don't show up immediately, I'll cut off your birds and bring people over."

As soon as he finished speaking, one person crawled out of the pile of dead people, one person lifted the weeds on his body and stood up from a pit, and one person stood out of the crowd, but he was wearing the clothes of a soldier. The three of them dared not neglect and called their brothers to gather together.

"Damn, where is the fourth brother? I won't come out and I will go back to dig your ancestral grave."

"No, head, I'm here, please raise your feet." A voice came from Zhuo Bufan's feet.

Let a thin guy climb out of the large baggage cart beneath his feet.

Zhuo Bufan kicked him down and shouted to everyone: "Time is tight, everyone knows the situation. Now there are two ways for you to choose. The first one is that you and I are both good men in Dahua. Today, I can die in the battlefield. It is a matter of a loyal and kind country. Beheading is like a scar. Let's fight with the Tartars together."

The shout was full of momentum, but there was a commotion below. The Four Heavenly King touched his neck and asked tremblingly, "Boss, where is the second way?" The people around him were also looking at Zhuo Bufan with extreme desire.

"The second way is that you all do what I said. If you don't follow the rules, you don't need to be a Tartar. I will cut off your head first. If you can do it according to my orders, I guarantee that you all will survive. Would you like it?"

Nonsense, who doesn't want to survive?

At that moment, everyone, in accordance with Zhuo Bufan's command, pushed all the large baggage carts to the area between the pass and the pass, blocking most of the road surface, holding the cliff on one side, leaving a gap of twenty or thirty steps on the other side, and all the baggage carts were covered with bright oil. At the same time, two hundred archers gathered to stand between the area between the pass and the pass, and the range here could reach the gap left, and it was also very convenient to retreat into the city gate.

The arrangement was very simple, and it was not very useful to have four thousand soldiers who only wanted to survive. Seeing that everything was right, Zhuo Bufan called to open the city gate. Except for the archers, all the other people and soldiers quickly retreated into the city. The archers also wanted to run away, but Zhuo Bufan stood in front of them, which gave them some courage. Think about it, the head that was most afraid of death did not run away, and they must be able to run away in time. All the soldiers were very sure of this.

Of course, Zhou Tong still had to stand in front of Zhuo Bufan. At this time, he was sweating profusely, and his verbal formulas were already very skillful, and his black face turned into a crimson purple.

At this moment, a white-armored female general rushed towards the gap with a group of bloody men, and there were still a hundred people fighting to the death at the pass. There were fewer people, so it became clearer. We saw one of us slashing into the enemy's neck and shoulders with one knife. Before we could close the knife, we shouted and rushed up to hug the other man and bit the neck tightly, completely ignoring the enemy's swords that swarmed up until the body was slaughtered and dismembered. This kind of scene is everywhere, and even these soldiers who had never really started to kill the enemy, they were all angry, including Zhuo Bufan.

Zhuo Bufan's face turned pale and raised his right arm high.

At this moment, there was a hustle and bustle at the pass. A team of cavalry rushed into the pass at high speed, with iron hooves flying, instantly rolling all the soldiers who were killing red on the horse. The blood was splashing and killing the sky-shaking pass, and in a blink of an eye, there was only the rushing iron stream and the sound of horse hooves. The iron cavalry came straight to the obstacle without stopping.

At this moment, Bai Bing had just passed the barrier gap with tears in his eyes and bloody eyes and more than 200 remaining people. The sound of the enemy's horse hooves was already heard behind him, and the heavy breathing of the horses and the sound of the sword armor colliding was clearly heard.

At this moment, Zhuo Bufan's right arm fell with force, and the fire of the barrier set up by the baggage rose, and the large cart with bright oil and food was instantly turned into a wall of fire. The Tartar cavalry, who was about to rush through the obstacle, roared and roared. However, the Tartars' riding skill was superb, and they had a curve and rushed straight to the gap without fire. The entire cavalry was not at all panic.

"Putting an arrow, leading a bow", a sound of bowstrings triggered, and more than two hundred archers pointed at the gap in one go, and Zhuo Bufan's right arm was raised high again.

As soon as the gap was dark, more than a dozen fast horses appeared, and the angry horse galloped. The Tartar soldiers wearing light armor and headed with hair were squatting on the back of their horses, waving the shiny scimitar in their hands, and rushed towards them with a strange cry.

At this moment, the retreating general Bai Bing and General Xing Qian and his party just ran past the archers' shooting territory, and the dozen soldiers who set fired were running back, and more enemies appeared in the gap.

"put!"

A scream of torn air, more than two hundred feather arrows shot out, and the twenty or thirty Tartar soldiers immediately rolled to the ground in a chilling sound of arrows entering the flesh, killing the people and horses on the spot. The overturned corpses immediately blocked the subsequent Tartar cavalry, and then caused more than a dozen fast horses to stumble. The rider was very fierce. After getting up, he rushed over on foot without caring about it.

"put!"

There was another rain of arrows chasing the souls. The dozen trekking Tartars were rushed up by arrows. A few more than a dozen people and horses fell down from the gap behind, blocking the gap tightly. The bodies of people and horses that were shot with white feathered arrows were one person tall.

"Run", Zhuo Bufan shouted, turned around and ran towards the city gate. If he didn't run at this time, then he would not be able to wait for it.

Hundreds of people had just passed through the city gate, and the flesh and blood barrier formed by the corpse of the man and the horse was broken, and a large number of cavalry rushed through the gap. At the same time, a terrifying sharp whistle and dense black feather arrows were nailed to the location where Zhuo Bufan and the Archery Team were, probably not as many as thousands of feathers.

"Damn it, fortunately I run fast." Zhuo Bufan, who turned around and closed the door quickly, saw this scene, stretched out his tongue, and couldn't help but feel a little scared.

The thick city gate made a dull collision sound in front of him. The thick door latch of a man was tied by a chain as thick as an iron chain. It slowly fell down under the control of the mechanism, and stuck the door firmly. It was safe, and Zhuo Bufan breathed a sigh of relief. He relied on his extremely skillful skills in the online game to save his life. He had no worries about life, smelling the blood around him and the unique aura of death in the battlefield in the air, and realized that this was not the online game where no meat would fall off even if he died, at most some virtual equipment would be dropped. Once he failed, the head would fall to the ground. And similarly, these partners were not virtual characters controlled by his companions, but a living person like himself, a life.

"My mother" suddenly shouted loudly beside her, and a man collapsed to the ground immediately. It was Zhou Tong who was almost exhausted, and the sword finger standing on his chest could no longer be put down.

Mobile phone, my phone. Since this phone can follow me to travel to this world, it must have its function. Don’t get rid of it. Thinking of this, Zhuo Bufan quickly touched his arms, uh, oh, it was a waste.

At this time, Bai Bing strode into the city gate with a little excitement and said to Zhuo Bufan, who had not yet gone out here: "Congratulations to General Zhuo, this move is really beautiful. Everyone is waiting for you in the city. Go out."

At this time, Bai Bing couldn't help but look at the playboy general with admiration. At such a critical moment, this guy who usually only knows how to eat, drink and have fun actually commanded such a wonderful battle to stop the enemy from getting out like a god. Could it be that the timid and cowardly performance of the past when he was spending money on the battlefield on the march was just a means of concealment? Did we all misunderstand this boy who seems a bit mysterious now? Under this despicable and despicable appearance, he is actually a shining soul?

Zhuo Bufan did not answer, groping in his arms with a nervous look on his face, and even muttering to himself: "It's bad, it's bad."

General Bai Bing's face changed drastically. He thought he had been brave enough to evacuate in the end and suffered some serious injuries. He rushed forward and wanted to check it out.

But Zhuo Bufan suddenly pulled open his belt, put his hand into his crotch in front of Bai Bing, and groped and laughed: "Wow, it turns out that you are here, little, where are you running? Wow."

Bai Bing was stunned, then turned around sharply, his face turned red, he stroked the knife handle with his hand, pinching the knuckles of the knife handle even turned blue and white due to excessive force.
Chapter completed!