Cao Deren desperately competed with Batuzi, not to mention the others, almost all of them had opponents around him.
But the avalanche in Liuchi reminded everyone of one thing. If we don't retreat, let alone fight for the world, whether we can survive until tomorrow is still a question.
"Retreat... Zhang Huai, Cao Deren, lead the troops to retreat immediately. Qi Xuan, take your people back to Peacock Valley. Yan Xitong... Yan Xitong... come here quickly, your brother is injured."
When it was Xia Yan's turn, my heart suddenly tightened. He had already gotten up from the ground. Compared with my anxiety, Xia Yan was so calm that it was shocking.
There's an avalanche, it's about to begin. What does he mean by standing here and staring at me?
"There's an avalanche, Xia Yan, hurry up!"
Upon hearing my order, Zhang Huai and Cao Deren immediately waved their flags and retreated nervously and orderly.
The same goes for Qi Xuan.
Di Qing and Shakshe were responsible for retreating from Xia and Yan respectively.
Our enemies, who were originally entangled with each other and were fighting to the death, actually retreated in an orderly manner at the same moment. On the one hand, it reflected the daily training of the monarchs. On the other hand, it showed that everyone was not afraid of death, but that the fear of death was not worth it.
If someone dies in an avalanche, it is the same as choking to death while eating.
It's so embarrassing.
The bloody smell of the battlefield suddenly dissipated a lot, and almost all those who needed to be evacuated were evacuated. After the flowing crowd dispersed, the earth shook more and more intensely.
But there are still many people who have not left.
Yan Xitong, Yan Xiaoqing, Qi Xuan, Xia Yan, Liu Chi and me.
Everyone occupied a corner and looked at each other and speculated.
Suddenly, I saw Liuchi rising into the sky and speeding towards Yan Xiaoqing.
What does he want to do?
Before I could react, everyone seemed to have made an appointment to start at the same time.
When Yan Xitong saw his brother being attacked by Liu Chi, he angrily rushed forward to help, but was stopped by Xia Yan and Qi Xuan.
The two sides were evenly matched, gusts of sword wind sounded in their ears, and the horns of retreating troops whined to convey urgent signals, but no one listened.
Liu Chi seemed to be fighting for his life, only attacking but not defending, and every move he made seemed to be trying to take away Yan Xiaoqing's life.
Yan Xiaoqing was injured, but faced Liu Chi's attack and showed no signs of inferiority.
The swords clashed and sparks flew.
Qi Xuan and Xia Yan were equally fierce. Yan Xitong was one against two, and he was able to do it with ease. The robe with no trace of blood on it was flying in the wind, just like the magnificent scene before it was burned by fire.
And I stood stiffly in the middle of these five people holding a rolled-edged knife.
Who should I help? Which side should I stand on?
Dang, clang, clang... Liuchi's gun tip swept across Yan Xiaoqing's armor, and a series of sparks fell along the way, accompanied by a muffled rolling thunder.
"Putao, go back... hurry up... ah..." Qi Xuan is busy with his body, and Yan Xitong's martial arts is superb. He is not afraid of even ten people, let alone two people. Even with that kind of distraction, Qi Xuan's left
There was a big gash on the arm.
Yan Xitong's lips showed a contemptuous smile: "The King of Qi and the King of Xia are nothing more than this."
He deliberately angered Xia Yan and Qi Xuan, which made me feel panicked.
Do you want to die under the sword of these two people?
"Stop the fuck, stop..." I screamed with all my strength. The strong wind scattered my long hair, and I looked to both sides frequently like crazy.
It's a dilemma, it's really a dilemma.
ps: I have been working hard to update these days, really working hard. If I don't update for more than three days, I will definitely be hospitalized.
