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Text Chapter 115: The Waves Eliminate the Heroes

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    The fierce battle of the left army has reached a fever pitch. Fighting is like a tug-of-war. One step loses its position, and the next step is frustrated. Little by little disadvantages continue to accumulate, and eventually they will become a mountain that crushes them to death, unable to return to the sky.  .

    Deng Jiuru was still waving the general flag. At this moment in the battle, there was actually nothing to command. The entire camp was killing a group, and he couldn't command even if he wanted to.

    When the army has been disrupted, the general's military order cannot be passed on at all. Right now, there is only blood and courage left to rely on, to see if the savages can be driven out of the camp!

    What the old general can do is to wave this flag so that the soldiers can see it, so that they can continue to fight with confidence.

    As a general, what he dislikes the most is this situation. The development of the war has completely escaped his control. What is the difference between himself at this time and those great dancers?  What difference can it make?  Not all resignation.

    On the other side of the savages, the offensive was like a wave, and their combat effectiveness really surprised the Yan army.

    Not afraid of death, they rushed forward and forward again. In order to seize the time to tear open their mouths, the archers behind them did not hesitate to shoot arrows at the two sides fighting together.

    And those savage warriors who were shot by their own people, instead of being angry, cut off the arrows that shot into their bodies with a grinning grin, and continued to fight with blood in their mouths.

    Whether the stars will protect them, and whether the souls of the dead who died in battle can really be led by the stars, they really don't really care.

    For hundreds of years, Xueyuan was born ignorant because of numbness, so they can only immerse themselves in the beautiful dream generation after generation, and it seems that only in this way can they resist the bitter cold of the snowfield.

    But now, the appearance of that person has guided them in the direction. Their lives are no longer just the vast stars above their heads at night. They re-recognized the land under their feet and saw the existence of hope.

    Wang said,

    The future of the Holy Race is no longer in the sky, but ahead, right in front of us!

    For the front,

    kill!

    kill!

    kill!

    The Savage King has always been unimpressed with the priests on the snowfield, or the envoys of the stars. It can be clearly seen from the fact that he promoted Sang Hu, who likes to kill and envoys, to that position.

    Because in the heart of the Savage King, he is actually a star.

    It's not that he is great and brilliant,

    Rather, he was able to make those snowfield warriors believe in themselves, surrender to themselves, and be willing to dedicate and sacrifice for him like the brilliance of the stars.

    Zheng Fan and the blind man once analyzed the Savage King, and both of them came to the conclusion that he not only possessed a strong strategic vision, but also had a charismatic personality that convinced his people.

    The emperors of other countries are also known as the Son of Heaven, but to put it bluntly, the Son of Heaven is just a title, a supreme title.  In Xueyuan, it already has the meaning of ****.

    The outlying camps that the Yan army had built hastily, which were not solid, had been completely destroyed, and the savages began to frantically squeeze the Yan army's formation.

    Under such circumstances, personal bravery began to appear more and more pale.

    Sometimes, it's not that you want to retreat, but you have to retreat. After this chain reaction, the left army began to retreat irresistibly.

    "Can't retreat, brothers, can't retreat, can't retreat!!!!!!!"

    Deng Jiuru shouted loudly.

    Behind, it's Dajiang!

    "Kill, kill back! Kill them, we can still wait for reinforcements, we can still wait for reinforcements!"

    Although, the old general also knew that the reinforcements were actually on the other side, but because of the obstruction of the Chu State Navy, the width of a river was like a gap at this time, which could not be crossed.

    The fighting lasted for a long time. Deng Jiuru was a little thankful that his troops seemed to have stabilized their position. The bravery of the sons and the nature of the Yan people still allowed them to survive this surprise attack.

    At least, it seems that he is carrying it.

    However, the problem with the Yan army is that the internal command has been completely disrupted, while the wildlings, according to the initial arrangement, after two hours of fighting, the front army began to withdraw in an orderly manner, and the rear army began to replace them.  The old and new forces have completed the alternation, which is why Deng Jiuru seems to have held on to his side.

    The ground is already covered with corpses, from both sides, and in some places, they have even been piled up"General, we escort the general to break through!"

    The soldiers of the Deng family, that is, the servants, gathered around Deng Jiuru at this time. The big river behind them was hard to cross, really hard to cross, so they planned to escort Deng Jiuru to rush out, even if they couldn't cross the river for a while, but as long as they rushed out  , hide, and finally have a chance to escape!

    Deng Jiuru violently pushed away his loyal servant,

    At this time, because he has no hair or beard, he is not in a disheveled state, but the hysteria in his eyes is indeed so clear.

    "I am the leader of the Left Army, I will not retreat!!!"

    Deng Jiuru continued to raise the battle flag.

    "I am the Deng family, I will not retreat!!!"

    The battle flag continued to wave.

    "I am the head of the court, I will not retreat!!!"

    The savages began to break through, and the servants of the Deng family began to fight with the surrounding savages.

    The old general is already old, and the old warrior's qi and blood are declining. Even when he was young, he was a good soldier in the army, but at this age, it is difficult to mobilize his qi and blood to fight.

    He carried the battle flag,

    With his eyes fixed on the front,

    The servants of the Deng family also fell one by one.

    But at this time, his old age has become the most aggrieved thing for Deng Jiuru.

    The leader of an army does not need to be a high-quality warrior like Tian Wujing, like Zhenbeihou, and he can still command the army to attack the city and pull out the village while talking and laughing.

    But Deng Jiuru wished that he could be younger. If he was still young, if his blood had not decayed to this point, he could kill a few more savages as a backup!

    "Whoosh!"

    An arrow hit Deng Jiuru's chest,

    Deng Jiuru leaned on the flag and knelt down on one knee, holding the flagpole with his right hand, and holding the arrow that pierced his chest with his left hand, with blood continuously overflowing from his mouth.

    A black figure killed several members of the Deng family in an instant, and appeared in front of Deng Jiuru. It was Sang Hu, the general of the army under the command of the Savage King.

    At this time, Sang Hu's body was also covered with scars, and in some places, the bones were deeply visible, but he had the last laugh, and the victory was decided!

    He took the first step and came to the Lord General of the Yan people. Like a priest, he opened his mouth and chanted:

    "The stars are above, if you are willing to surrender, I will give you a warm light."

    This is persuasion,

    A high-ranking persuasion to capitulate,

    A kind of persuading surrender that vividly interprets the victor's posture,

    Rather than persuading surrender,

    Rather, he took advantage of this opportunity to satisfy his spiritual needs.

    see

    The lofty generals of the Yan people,

    He is kneeling at my feet,

    He will beg for my mercy, he will beg for my forgiveness!

    Deng Jiuru grinned,

    At this time, he,

    with all the strength of the body,

    opened the mouth and said:

    "One day, I, Dayan Cavalry, will sweep across the snow field"

    Sang Hu's gaze sank.

    "The savages must be exterminated!"

    Deng Jiuru roared out the last three words,

    at the same time,

    Before Sang Hu made a move,

    Deng Jiuru directly grasped the arrow in his chest and pierced deeper into his body.

    "Pfft!"

    Sang Hu just raised his palm, but before he could drop it, the veteran had already killed himself in front of him.

    Even if it is dead, its corpse still cannot fall down by kneeling with the flag.

    "hehe."

    "boom!"

    Sang Hu kicked over the veteran's body.

    He squatted down, put his mouth close to the ear of the old general's corpse, and said softly:

    "On the snowfield, only the exterminated tribes would issue such pale and useless curses in desperation."

    ? After finishing speaking, it seemed that there was still more to say, and he added:

    "The Holy Race will surely prosper."

    at the moment,

    On the river,

    The singing of the Chu people drifts with the wind;

    Jiang Nian,

    The body of the Yan people flowed down the river.
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