Scheme of the Official Descendant

It is a good tactic for the weaker party to lure the enemy into deep, but if the strength of the two sides is too great, this tactic will not work after being used several times. After all, the physical strength of the person is There are limits.

After Yun Wenfang took his subordinates to kill five or six hundred enemies, he also damaged nearly half of his troops. The remaining half were either injured or exhausted. In the end, they were surrounded by court troops. In the woods. Had it not been for the cover of this large area of ​​trees, and familiarity with the terrain, I am afraid that the whole army would have been wiped out.

When they entered the woods, they had abandoned the horse

Yun Wen put an arrow in his left shoulder blade, and his abdomen was also injured by the sharp blade. The wound was deep, and his blood loss made his face very pale. At this moment, he was leaning against a tree, and his expression was unusually calm, allowing his subordinates to help him bandage the wound on his abdomen. After that subordinate helped him simply deal with the large wound in his abdomen, he wanted to help him with the arrow wound on his back. When it was dealt with, Yun Wenfang stretched out his hand to stop it.

"Let's do this first, you go see others."

The subordinate glanced at his wound that had cut off the tail and left the arrow in his body. Wanting to say something, Yun Wenfang already closed his eyes coldly. After all, the subordinate did not dare to disobey the order, and retreated to look at the other injured people.

The calm young man who had been fighting next to Yun Wenfang walked over slowly: "General, we still have sixty-eight people left, and more than a dozen people have been seriously injured..."

He gritted his teeth and lowered his head with red eyes. Although they were prepared for the Shroud of Horses on the day they became soldiers, these people are brothers who have fought **** battles with them. Together, they have experienced countless times in the border. All the dangers survived, but in the end he died in the hands of the same clan, and there was always some resentment in his heart.

Yun Wenfang opened his eyes and looked at the soldiers sitting or standing around him, his cold eyes finally fluctuated, and he said in a dumb voice: "I can't help you."

The tears in the young man's eyes almost fell when he heard this. He hurriedly resisted his sobs and said: "What is the general, if you didn't help your subordinates to block a knife before, where would your subordinates still stand here? What's more, as a soldier in Yanbei, guarding the people and the Yanbei Palace. This is our duty. Why should the general take responsibility on himself? We are all willing to follow you. If the people of Yunyang City can be allowed to live until the reinforcements arrive, then we, like the general, will die forever ."

Yun Wenfang twitched the corners of his mouth, revealing a tired and mocking smile: "I am not as brave and selfless as you think, I just..."

Just what? Yun Wenfang's gaze was a little dazed.

He felt that he went out of the city to meet the enemy just to protect the people he wanted to protect, and wanted her to be safe and not to die like in a dream. He never felt that he was a man of great mind. Even if the Yanbei Palace was destroyed in front of him, he would not have much feeling, maybe he would be comforted in secret, all he did was to conform to his own heart. .

But looking at these young faces around. Looking at these subordinates who were born to death with him and gave all their trust in him, Yun Wenfang still couldn’t tell the truth after all, even though he never lied about who he was in the eyes of others, at this moment, Yun Wenfang Fang still chose silence.

At this time. There was a commotion among the people standing on the periphery. The young man standing beside Yun Wenfang was about to ask, but someone hurried over and said, "General, there is smoke in front, I am afraid it is those who dare not come into the woods to meet us. Right, so I set fire to try to drive us out."

Yun Wenfang also smelled smoke at this time, and vaguely saw fireworks. Fortunately, the wind is not blowing toward them for the time being, otherwise they might not feel comfortable.

The calm young man went to observe for a while, and quickly ran back, his face was ugly and authentic: "These people are simply shameless! There is a real sword to do it."

Yun Wen smiled coolly: "It is understandable to use a little trick when confronting the enemy in life and death, not to mention that they have been killed by so many people. Do you want them to treat us politely?"

Although the young man's face was still not pretty, he didn't say anything after all.

"General, what do you do now?" A subordinate next to him looked worriedly at the thicker and thicker smoke in the distance, "Although the wind is blowing from the southwest, I am afraid it will change the direction of the wind in a while."

Yun Wenfang stared at the smoke in the distance for a while. Then he stretched his waist with his usual lazy smile. As he moved, the arrow wound on his back split again, and even the wound just wrapped in his abdomen was filled with blood, but Yun Wenfang seemed to feel no pain.

He looked around, then smiled and said: "Erlang, would you like to be so ashamed of being a **** before you crawl out by yourself?"

"Unwilling!" Although most of the remaining dozens of people were disabled, they were still in awe when they shouted these three words.

Yun Wenfang picked up his saber, flexed his fingers slightly and flicked the blade slightly, and said quietly, "How about killing it with me?"

Yun Wenfang’s words just fell, and the people who were sitting on the ground stood up, whether they were seriously injured or slightly injured, as long as they could move, they took up their own weapons and shouted in a solemn manner: " Get out!"

"Kill out!"

"Kill out!"

For a while, these murderous words echoed everywhere in the woods.

Yun Wen showed a smile slowly, this smile with some relief.

There is a huge disparity in strength between the enemy and ourselves, and they all know that they may be buried here today, but no one flinches. Yun Wen was relieved to be filled with a passion that he had never really experienced. I don’t know why he suddenly felt ashamed of his previous self, because at this moment, standing here, hearing the voices of these real men, He finally understood something.

Even now, he doesn't regret liking a woman who is destined not to belong to him, and he never intends to give in his heart. He just thought that maybe he didn't really look like a real man before, so the only person he cared about in his life looked down on him.

Although his perception seems to be too late.

Yun Wen closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his gaze was no longer weak at all. The aura of murder that had been tempered on the battlefield radiated from him, and his gaze was sharp and firm.

"Children, kill with me—"

Yun Wen let out a roar and rushed out with a sword in his hand. The calm young man who had been following him immediately followed him, and the others followed him.

Those who are setting fires seem to have not expected that the Yanbei soldiers who have been driven to desperation would rush out. They were already shocked by the previous battles. These Yanbei soldiers did not say that they were ten, but they were nothing They are brave and brave, and none of them can win two or three sieges, so knowing that they are already at the end of the battle, they still dare not venture into the woods.

So listening to the sound of killing, most of these court soldiers chose to throw the torch in their hands and retreat. But for Yun Wenfang and the others, this battle should be the last battle of their lives. Naturally, they have to kill happily. How can they allow the enemy to escape?

These Yanbei soldiers who were already exhausted or seriously injured were like beasts that had just come out of the cage, half laughing and chasing the enemy.

This is a strange battle, the few people who are heavily injured are chasing the more people who are lightly wounded, but still make the one who should have the advantage fear and retreat.

In the end, these Yanbei soldiers exhausted their last bit of strength, and fell one by one, but when they fell, at least two people were buried together.

Yun Wenfang has always been at the forefront. This is his consistent style and the reason why he can gather a loyal subordinate at such a young age.

It's just that he feels the strength of his body is getting away bit by bit, the temperature on his body gradually becomes cold, and his vision begins to blur.

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I couldn’t make the update yesterday. I didn’t have any equipment. I could only call a reader in the group to help me ask for leave in the book review area. I don’t know if you have seen it...RP