Prince brother is sticking to me again

Chapter 571 Tribulation ([-])

So now, Baichuan may still be sleeping in the city, and it is impossible to come to support.

The guards who followed Shen Jianxu all the way seemed to be unable to keep up and were out of breath.

When the captain saw that there was indeed an accident, he also hurriedly shouted: "Protect Your Highness the Crown Prince!"

Then, everyone rushed to fight with the assassin who came to assassinate.

However, the opponent seemed to have a mature plan of their own, and they immediately changed their formation in a well-trained manner.

Half of the people formed a circle inwards only to face Xiao Yi'an, while the other half used their bodies as shields and their knives as protection, turned their backs to the inner circle and formed an outer circle to face the reinforcements head-on.

This may have lightened Xiao Yi'an's burden a little, but it was only a little bit.

But those reinforcements.
This is a squad of less than 50 people, and they were selected from the remaining soldiers who could no longer be selected by others. Except for the captain who can fight a little, the overall level of the rest is not very good.

Seeing that it was impossible to attack from the outside, and the inner circle was always at a critical juncture, Shen Jianxu couldn't stand up.

He wanted to pick up the sword he had thrown out, and then use light work to leap into the crowd to help Xiao Yi'an.

But his idea was noticed by the leader of the enemy.

The leader immediately stepped on Shen Jianxu's sword that fell at his feet, then raised his foot, kicked the sword steadily into the air, and successfully held it in his own hand.

Then, he rushed towards Shen Jianxu, holding a knife in one hand and a sword in the other, launching a fierce attack on him.

The two groups of people almost formed three battlefields, but the one with the most people was weak on three sides.

The division of labor on the opposite side is particularly clear and reasonable, resulting in a growing disparity in strength between the two sides.

The sound of artillery fire in the distance seems to be closer, which increases the confidence of the enemy and puts invisible pressure on our side.

The chilling atmosphere was getting stronger and stronger. It was obviously an extremely cold weather, but Xiao Yi'an, who was surrounded in the middle, was already sweating profusely.

Facing the continuous offensive of a dozen or so people, his body was already exhausted and exhausted.

Several times, the blade brushed against his neck dangerously, leaving bloodstains that symbolized danger one after another.

Suddenly, someone gouged out his hand.

sword falls,

sinking heart.

Following the crisp sound of the sharp sword falling to the ground, Shen Jianxu knew that this was destined to be a catastrophe, and it was a particularly dangerous sound.

He turned around and started to stop fighting with the leader. He strode towards Xiao Yi'an's crowd, pointed at one of the roads and shouted at the team in the camp: "All gather! Gather! Get in from here!"

The captain also suddenly realized his stupidity, and shouted: "Quick! Everyone go!"

They should have gathered their strength to attack only one person, and then smashed them one by one, instead of thinking about who can break first at the same time.

Shen Jianxu was the first to rush forward.

He also regretted his own slowness in his heart.

Why didn't he personally talk about breaking a gap in the enemy's formation just now?
Why is he messing with people who don't matter?
He watched helplessly as Xiao Yi'an, who was surrounded to death, was stabbed because he couldn't hold back, and the silver knife suddenly gushed bright red, and he held it with both hands in pain, trying to draw it out, and the blood continued to flow flowed from his hand.

Shen Jianxu shouted anxiously: "Xiao Yi'an, hold on for a while!"

Then, he gritted his teeth, and with his bare hands, he forcibly threw the man guarding outside over his shoulder.

(End of this chapter)