Chapter 1605 Everyone is the God of War of Great Qin
At this time, Li Chen felt a deep sense of powerlessness.
Facing the people around him who left the Crescent Gate to protect himself, and who died generously one after another, Li Chen finally asked himself a question, was his decision really the right one?
Just when Li Chen doubted himself...
Da da da···
The sound of horse hooves was accompanied by loud shouts of death.
That sound came from the rear, from the direction of the east gate.
A burly figure as tall as a mountain, riding a horse and carrying hundreds of remaining soldiers, rushed over.
Li Chen looked up and saw that it was Wang Dazhao!
At this moment, Wang Dazhao has lost an arm. He didn't even bandage it. He just tied it up with clothes he didn't know which corpse he got from. There were wounds and blood stains all over his body. Although he was extremely embarrassed, his momentum was still there.
But like a devil or a god.
The hundreds of remnant soldiers he carried behind him were all injured, and even the most minor ones had several injuries that were deep enough to show the bones.
Such a team is extremely embarrassed.
But what was completely opposite to the tragic situation on their bodies was the bubbling evil spirit on their bodies.
There are only a hundred people, but they have a majestic momentum that is unstoppable for thousands of troops.
Li Chen knew at a glance that Wang Dazhao actually led these soldiers to charge through the east gate to the south gate.
"Your Highness!!!"
When Wang Dazhao saw Li Chen, he seemed to be relieved. He reined in his horse and stopped, shouting with all his strength: "Your Highness, you go, we are here!"
There was no dismounting, no saluting, and no mountain shouting.
But if you say "leave, we are here", Wang Dazhao and the hundreds of remaining soldiers beside him at this moment are the most loyal military souls of the Qin Empire at this moment.
God knows how many narrow escapes they experienced fighting all the way from the east gate to here, but they are here.
Their purpose of coming here seemed not to escape from the south gate at all, but to cover Li Chen's last leg.
Without waiting for Li Chen to reply, Wang Dazhao looked up to the sky and roared: "Everyone is here! Fight to the death!"
"Fight to the death!!!"
Every soldier was in ragged clothes, their bodies were covered in blood, and their appearance and original appearance could no longer be seen clearly.
But they all tried their best, roared and roared, and let out a scalp-numbing war cry.
A fight to the death is a cry to the point of death.
A battle to the death is the inheritance that the soul of the Qin army will never be extinguished.
The battle to the death is the best proof of why Crescent Pass can stand for decades and resist the Liao army from moving southward.
Li Chen's heart trembled greatly.
For the first time, he felt his own insignificance and humility.
Those so-called court struggles and so-called political games are as insignificant as fireflies in front of this group of military souls.
Xu Wei and Chen Tong pulled Li Chen to leave.
Li Chen's eyes were filled with tears, and he used the last moment to bow deeply in Wang Dazhao's direction.
Among the crowd, Wang Dazhao saw this scene, a smile appeared on his honest and rough face, and then he burst into laughter.
The laughter was so heroic that it soared into the sky.
"Your Highness, the wine at the City Lord's Mansion that night was the best wine I have ever had in my life!"
"In the next life, give me another bowl!"
After Wang Dazhao finished roaring, he grabbed the blood-stained clothes tied to his severed arm and held it in his mouth. He let out a thunderous roar in his throat, slapped his horse, and charged towards the Liao cavalry camp...
Behind him were a hundred or so remaining soldiers.
Every one of them was seriously injured.
But each one of them is the God of War of Great Qin.
