Eight Hills in the Eastern Jin Dynasty

Zhai Zhen scared his soul out of this time. Murong Feng used to be under Zhai Bin's men for many years. Even the Ding Ling children knew the name of bravery. It can be described as a brave champion and no one can stop him. Of course Zhai Zhen knew his own. Awesome, I saw this killing **** came running towards him, almost flat in front of him, he did n’t even have the mind to let the left and right step forward to resist, turned his horse head directly, and fled towards a forest on the left. His beautiful crown, just how much he hoped others would notice him, now how much he hopes others ignore him.

This was beyond everyone's expectation. Unexpectedly, Ding Ling, the coach, actually fled directly on the battlefield. Even Murong Feng was slightly surprised. The speed of the sprint was reduced to one, but he immediately returned to God. , Haha smiled, quickly rushed to the front of the horse, and in less than two minutes, rushed to the place where Zhai Zhen stood, three or four Dingling cavalry attempted to fight forward, Murong Feng danced like wind, no In a few rounds, the three of them lost their horses, and the remaining few ran away. The Ding Ling Middle Army in the back was in chaos. A large number of infantry soldiers could not see what was happening in front. Some people wanted to move forward. People desperately turned around and squeezed back.

Murong Feng's wrist shook, and Chang Ji picked up Zhai Zhen's crown, pointing directly at the sky. Even people who were hundreds of steps away could clearly see it. He was so angry that Dan Tian spoke loudly with Ding Ling. : "Zhai Zhen has been slain by Murong Feng, and he is free from death.

As soon as this word came out, with the crown of the sky high, all the hearts and minds of the Ding Ling people disappeared at once, and even the former army, who was rarely begging, had already adjusted the team and was ready to let it go. I was also lost in a daze for a while.

Under the banner of Yan Jun, Murong Nong raised a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said to Murong Lin on the side: "It's time, subpoenaing, hammering the drums and marching!"

Murongnong's order was instantly conveyed by various flags and drum angles. Muronglin raised his right hand high and slammed down. With this action, hundreds of faces in the Yanjun formation sounded drums, suddenly There was a thunder-like voice, and just now the silence was quiet, a quiet former army step array, began to move forward with a standard army step, with a large shield in front, walking like a forest, like a moving steel forest, firm and powerful The ground was forced in the direction of Ding Lingjun.

Rarely begging his teeth and slashing with an axe, he chopped off a deserter who ran past him. The blood was splattered and stained him all over, but at this moment, at least dozens of people continued to follow his Running past, several war guards with ghost-headed swords approached and stopped, before they had time to wield the sword to kill, they were knocked down by more and more deserters, stepped on the ground, and even did not have time to make a few screams , It is silent.

In front of Xian Yuqi, about two miles away, Yan Jun ’s infantry phalanx stepped forward, and behind him, at four or five hundred steps, Murong Feng picked up the crown of Zhai Zhen and galloped back and forth, Ding Ling's Chinese army and back army have completely fallen into chaos, and fled towards the direction of the camp. Only the right-wing Zhang Yuansuo Jin army, but at this time, they were in the hundreds of horses led by Murong Feng. Afterwards, they re-collapsed the formation and retreated towards Fang Hushan on the right side of the battlefield without any haste.

Xian Yu begs fiercely to pat the saddle and scolds: "Grandma, the Jin army releases water, Zhai Zhen coward, pits your grandfather!"

The two guards covered in blood and dirt ran to the side of the little beggar, crying with a sad face: "Headman, the brothers can't stand it, they can't stop the deserters, please withdraw quickly, you may be too late to be late!"

Freshly begging and scolding, he jumped off the horse and threw away the helmet. More than ten guards guarded him. He got into the escaping crowd, caught in the sea of ​​people, and fled towards the direction of the camp!

Zhai Cheng stood above a tall tower behind Yingzha, his eyes red, looking at the tens of thousands of people in front of him, completely chaotically squeezing inwards from the six or seven zhaimen gates, although the door was very wide, there were six or seven Zhang, but to this long sea of ​​people, still like a small gate, many deserters were pushed down by the people behind and stepped on the ground, and these poor insects trampled to death have become obstacles to hinder later people. At least one hundred main bodies in front of Zhai Cheng had at least one hundred bodies lying on the ground and turned into stumbling blocks. They kept stumbling over new people who wanted to rush into the camp door. The guy with good luck can still escape his life. If he can't get up, he can only lie on the ground forever.

Zhai Chengli said, "Push me down the fence and let the brothers come in."

A lieutenant opened his eyes wide and wondered: "General, push down the fence, how to prevent Yan Jun."

Zhai Cheng shouted: "His mother, if everyone is dead, if this camp has a fart, quickly, quickly push down the fence, it will be too late to be late!"

His voice hasn't fallen ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Suddenly I just felt that the sunlight was still dazzling just now, and it was dark, and a wailing roar of sound came out of the air, and everyone's face changed greatly, looking forward. I saw a large formation of Yan Army, about a hundred steps away from the crowd of Ding Ling, and stopped. After the large shield, he ran out of the dense archer, took the arrow and wound it, without aiming, facing more than 100. Ding Ling's formation outside the step is a burst.

The screams were one after another, and the Ding Ling collapsed soldiers who had completely lost their organization and leadership. Like the ducks, they rushed towards the direction of the big camp. Behind them were the rain of Yanjun arrows. Hairless, the deserters behind fell down in batches like the weeds of the harvest. The living people drilled forward desperately. Many people even pulled out their swords and slashed wildly, but this time it was not He is chopping the enemy, but he is chopping himself on his way to escape.

Zhai Cheng froze for a minute on the tower, the atmosphere was silent and terrifying, the wind was accompanied by screams and curses, and he could vaguely see the fresh beggars in the crowd, waving his long-handed axe , Wherever he passed, a **** storm, he just killed him a **** road, and rushed into the camp door, and the two guards behind him also waved the machete behind him, just before the rushing in In an instant, he was tripped by two corpses on the ground and fell to the ground. He just shouted "Help", and when Xian wasn't looking back, he couldn't even see the figure.

Zhai Cheng closed his eyes, adjusted his breath, and murmured, "It's too late, withdraw."

The lieutenant shook his head: "General, where to withdraw?"

Zhai Cheng gritted his teeth: "Withdrawal to the place where there is no Yan Jun, I mean, escape!"

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