The host of Kuaichuan, his style of painting is wrong

Chapter 315: The Drunk Lying on the Battlefield Lord Grim (52)
Xie Changjun noticed it, looked in Cen Mu's direction, and smiled, his ruffian breath was full of man's wildness.

The feather arrows on Cen Mu's back were all used up, and the Rufeng in his hand was folded by him, turning into a long sword.

He fought and joined the chaos, getting closer and closer to Mr. Xie.

"Thank you Commander! There are more and more mad dogs in Mobei, Xue Shuai asked us to cover your retreat, and you quickly retreat with the brothers from the Zhanhu Camp!" Ke Yuan rushed to Xie Changjun's side, talking to Xie Changjun , while fighting with the people around.

The Zhanhu Camp has ambushed here since last night, dragging Mobei's reinforcements to buy time for Xue Zhan, and has been fighting until now, and it is unknown how many brothers are left.

But the ones who are still alive are still fighting right now!

Never die!

Ke Yuan brought people to replace them. If he didn't come to cover their withdrawal, this group of people would be consumed or killed.

As long as Xue Zhan's main battlefield is over and the news is received, Mobei here can only withdraw to their desert grassland.

"Hong Yue! Hurry up and get the brothers out!" Xie Changjun roared, not feeling tired at all.

His eyes were red, and he no longer felt tired.He was shot by an arrow, and the end of the feather had been cut off, leaving only an arrow and blood on his hand, which kept flowing down the horse's body.

Ke Yuan said: "Thank you Commander, you must also go together."

Xie Changjun is the leader of Zhanhu Camp, he should have stayed in the camp to command the whole army, but it was already his willful behavior to appear on the battlefield.

And I don't know how his injury is now, if something happens, the consequences will be disastrous.

Cen Mu rushed to Xie Changjun's side, with a worried look on his face: "Mr. Chang."

Xie Changjun almost subconsciously got rid of the people around Cen Mu, and said concisely: "You go back with me."

Mobei is really like a group of mad dogs, a group of people rushed out without knowing their life and death, as if they couldn't kill them all.

I don't know how long it will take for Xue Zhan to end, and the people from the Zhanhu Camp must not be able to stay on the battlefield anymore.

Hong Yueliang had already let the brothers rush out of the siege, only Xie Changjun remained, "Commander! You have to leave!"

Xie Changjun has worked hard physically and mentally, and now he is almost at the end of his strength.

"Cen Mu!" Xie Zhangjun called him again.

Cen Mu was still fighting, he shouted: "Xie Changjun, do you remember what you owe me!"

A prosperous age owes him a world of peace.

"You go back with me, we can win this battle!"

Cen Mu looked at him and spit out a word: "Okay."

Xie Zhangjun heaved a sigh of relief, his neck suddenly hurt, his eyes went dark and he fell off the horse.

Cen Mu dismounted to support him, and handed him over to Hong Yueliang, "Take care of him!"

As long as this place is defended, Xue Zhan will definitely win, and this battle is considered to be over.

The color of blood almost stained the land red, except for the endless killing, there is no end to everything, endless.

After Xie Zhangjun opened his eyes, the first thing he did was to look at Cen Mu.

There was actually a group of people standing in the camp with sad faces, especially Ke Yuan.

"Where's Cen Mu?" Xie Changjun said, his voice was hoarse.

"Mr. Cen, he..." Ke Yuan's eyes were red, and he didn't know how to speak to this feeling.

A group of men, each with red eyes, no one made a sound.Even Xue Zhan just stood aside with red eyes, hesitating to speak.

"He was seriously injured?" Xie Zhangjun raised his head and asked them, because the gauze on his chest was dyed red again because of the excessive movement.

"Or……"

(End of this chapter)