Zhen Fei's strength, plus his body, succeeded in throwing Zhen you out.
But for the same reason, he couldn't escape.
Before he looked back, the sharp cold light fell on him. With the numbness of the moment, the sharp pain came, and one of his arms was cut off by rudason.
"Ah..."
Suddenly scream, than any general on the battlefield, will come big.
Naturally, the men he brought with him could not stand watching. Knowing that there were few of them, he could fight against them.
Fight, start again.
After such a short time, the situation on the whole battlefield is almost clear.
Originally, there were two or three hundred people, but after the cleaning of the local word detachment of Shenji camp, the remaining number was less than one in seven or eight.
Seemingly tenacious resistance, in fact, all eyes full of fear, has no initial morale.
It's just supported by the blood inspired by the fight in front of us.
But at this time, the bright yellow figure, which was still in full swing, got under the ground and disappeared.
When the opponent disappeared, no one was relieved. On the contrary, he was even more nervous.
Zhenzao didn't dare to come out, and the rest of them were afraid of being oppressed.
What's more ridiculous is that the reinforcements they had to wait for were standing far behind a man and a woman.
This is not the situation they were told!
So, in this situation, what else can there be in front of them except a dead word?
Tomorrow will be fine, invisible, but like clouds cover the top, pressure people completely out of breath.
In such a despairing atmosphere, the remaining soldiers of the poor garrison did not wait for another slaughter, but for the other party to show up again.
I can see clearly at last.
But different from the previous figure of Tuhuang, this time everyone was dressed in black, only standing far away, not leaning forward.
He opened his mouth again and looked at only a few people. It was the sound of the exit, but it seemed to be everywhere.
One by one, completely over the screening scream.
"Nanlin Shenji camp is here. I'm ordered by the emperor to hang the rebels! As long as you know where you've gone wrong and lay down your arms, you will be forgiven for your life! "
Over and over again,
the voice is loud, like a magic sound, straight into the skull.
Pitifully, those army generals who were still vigorous a quarter of an hour ago were smashed and disintegrated in an instant.
At this time, he was so excited that his morale was in a mess.
In particular, the word "Shenji camp" is even more lethal. Many soldiers in the garrison camp are so weak that they can't help giving up their resistance.
It's a pity that the weapons in hand haven't been thrown out, and each one has been stimulated by two continuous screams.
"Ah..."
"Ah..."
"Listen, all you have to do is move forward and not retreat. If anyone dares to fear the enemy, don't blame our general for being rude!
It's a military order. Violators, kill! "
The pain of broken arm is very unbearable.
After being cut off an arm, Zhen Fei lost his mind in pain.
At the same time, I am really worried about my father's situation.