"Withdraw, quickly withdraw, go and tell them to come back. It's all like this. What's the fight?" Yan Beicheng Mou bottom flashed a touch of solemnity, but his face was full of panic and fear, "go and find the princess again, quick!"

With that, he kicked a soldier with a feigned impatience.

But the soldier did not dare to say more, and rushed all the way.

At this time, under the city wall, the two vanguards originally rushed in to save people, but just after entering, they accidentally caught up with the rocket and fell down. At first, they were able to resist. But later, they did not know why they had no strength, and they could not exert half of their martial arts skills.

Without martial arts, how can they resist the rocket that doesn't recognize people? After a while, they are killed by the arrow.

The last thought in their hearts before they died was

Flowers on the road, must be flowers on the road!

This little bitch!

In order to save some soldiers, Mo Jiang's clothes were inevitably burned. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and put out the burning clothes in time, so that he did not hurt himself.

"General, deputy commander ordered you to retreat quickly!"

"General, please retreat quickly!"

"General!"

The soldier who came to deliver the message said in a loud voice over and over, almost breaking his voice.

Mo Jiang blocked a rocket that was fired at him with an arrow, and then flew forward to block the rocket that was fired in front of Wang's deputy general. Then he turned around and tried his best to say: "all the officers and men will listen to the order, withdraw, quickly withdraw!"

Many soldiers and generals heard the words, all of which were greatly relieved. They were busy with faster speed than before. They fled back in great confusion. Even many of the wounded were ignored.

In yanbeicheng, in order to portray the wayward and wanton king, he had no color on his face. He almost wanted to escape back to the camp immediately. Even Mojiang and his wife would abandon him.

Naturally, moshanghua is fully cooperative, making a look of life and death. The cooperation of villains is seamless. Others naturally only believe in it, and their hearts are somewhat disgusted and dissatisfied with Yanbei city.

When Mo Jiang was waiting for him, they all turned their heads and ran away quickly. Unexpectedly, they were just garrisons who could not attack. At this time, they opened the gate of the city and sent a team of men and horses to chase them out.

Mo Jiang looked back at the soldiers and horses, and his sword eyebrows wrinkled deeply. "Lord, they have come after us. It seems that they have at least one thousand men and horses. All the people and horses in our eyes are only more than a thousand yuan, and they are all disabled patients. If they are caught up, I'm afraid they are only dead. We should get rid of them quickly."

"I know it!" Yan Beicheng looked back at a large number of pursuers behind him. He quickly raised his whip and whipped his horse's buttocks again.

"Lord, where are we going now?" On the street flower sees the shape, also forced to whip a horse's buttocks, and Yanbei city's current position is equal.

Yanbei city did not turn around, and did not want to say: "of course, it is back to the camp. The emperor left a thousand people there. At that time, those bastards will die."

As soon as the words fell, the soldier who had just come to report quickly whipped his horse's buttocks. He was not far behind Yanbei city. "Lord, the camp can't be returned. When I came here, I heard that the camp was attacked by the enemy, our food and grass were burned, and the 1000 people stationed in the camp were not protected. We would be killed if we went back!"

"What?" The horses under Yan Beicheng were still running fast, but they couldn't help but look at the man. His face was full of disbelief. "Do you mean that I don't even have a place to hide now? It's over. It seems that my king is really... "

As he spoke, he looked desperate, as if he had been terrified to the extreme.

When Mo Jiang heard the speech, his sword eyebrows wrinkled tightly and asked, "what about the two princes? What's the situation of the south gate where he is now? And the east gate. How are things now? "

"Excuse me, general. I don't know. I only know that the war in Xicheng is terrible."

"Now that the situation is not clear everywhere, it seems that we can't expect anything else." Flowers on the stranger smell speech, thin eyebrows can not help gently frown, "under such circumstances, only to escape to a safe place, in the long memory, the immediate priority is to get rid of them first."

Yan Beicheng looked back at the pursuers behind him, more and more panic, "they are chasing so tight, how can they throw it away, it's over, this time I'm afraid it's going to be over."

Having lost so many soldiers and horses, Mojiang's heart was very heavy. At the moment, listening to Yan Beicheng shaking his army's heart, he could not help looking cold.

"Vice General Wang, you should protect the prince and the princess first, and I will break the situation." He suddenly reined the reins, turned the horse's head, and yelled: "Han Xianqu, take the remaining 300 people with you, let's find a way to get rid of them."

Because Han Xianfeng had been dissatisfied with Yanbei city for a long time, when he heard the speech, his anger did not subside, so he directly reined in his horse and followed him, "yes, I will obey you at the end of the day."

During the talk, more than 200 people turned their horses and stood in the middle of the road, waiting for the arrival of the enemy.In Yan Bei Cheng's eyes, which were full of fear, a faint shade of color was slightly invisible, but his face was relieved. "General Mo knows the great righteousness. I will ask the emperor to give you more rewards some other day. Hurry up, let's be quick."

At that time, it was almost dusk. When yanbeicheng and his party had abandoned their pursuers and rested in a deserted forest for a while, the sky was already dark.

Because it was easy to find a fire, moshanghua asked not to light a fire. Even the torches were only lit a few, and the remaining 400 soldiers could only eat some cold and hard dry food to live on.

"Is there something wrong with the king's hunger? Such a dry steamed bun can taste a little bit."

Yan Beicheng was sitting under the tree, looking at the dry cake that he had eaten most of in his hand.

On the street flower hand also holds a cake bait, the complexion light mouth: "in this kind of situation, but also can eat this, this naturally is the delicious extremely."

Qin Lin touched the back of his head and laughed. His face was simple and honest. "When I was in the countryside, I couldn't even eat this kind of white flour bun. Now I can eat it like this. It's good."

"You're not only sharp, you're also good." On the street flower hears the speech, can't help but raise the lip to smile, quite a bit of mirth in bitterness.

"How can you smile at others?" Seeing this, Yan Beicheng could not help but curl his mouth and murmured in a very low voice.

Although Yan Beicheng's voice was small, it was still introduced into her ears. The radian of her lips was tiny, and she raised a little, but she pretended not to know.