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Chapter 1944

He was carried on the horse by a general.

When I opened my eyes, I saw the personal soldiers guarding me and retreating. After a little stunned, I jumped down the horse.

"marshal!"

The general exclaimed.

The deputy coach and others also quickly stopped the horse.

Su Quandang looked around and saw many soldiers looking at him, with a little sadness in his eyes, and he gritted his teeth.

Since he led his army to fight, he has never been so embarrassed.

He gritted his teeth and said to the deputy commander: "You lead the people to retreat! I won't retreat!"

As he said that, he jumped to his own war horse again, preparing to turn his head and run towards the front of the army.

"marshal!"

The deputy general sighed heavily, "Stop being obsessed with it! We have already lost this battle! Look, look behind, the masters in the Yuan army have already come here."

When Su Quandang heard this, his eyes looked forward.

Then a while later, I also saw the Green Forest Camp offerings about seven or eight hundred meters away from him.

Although the crowd in front of him is now black, it is still easier to distinguish because the artistic conception of the Green Forest Camp is too eye-catching.

This can also be said to be a disadvantage of artistic conception.

When exerting artistic conception, those masters of the True Martial Realm can often enter the realm of no one, but they can no longer hide their position and cannot assassinate them.

Su Quandang's face changed slightly.

He was also a martial arts practitioner, and he could tell what masters these Green Forest Camp priests were.

The seven artistic conceptions, and more than ten Shangyuan realm masters following closely behind, can't even take out his Jiankang Military Region for such a camp.

Su Quandang certainly realized that these masters were all for him.

Seeing that the enshrines in the military region had already welcomed the generals, Su Quandang slowly turned around and said to the deputy commander: "The imperial guards of the Song Dynasty were not defeated, they could only withdraw. Even if I die here, I will kill enough money."

After saying that, he shouted at the surroundings, "Tiangang! The soldiers of the Tianman army followed the general to meet the enemy, and the rest of them retreated with the deputy general!"

Without any hesitation, he slapped his horse and headed forward.

"marshal!"

"marshal!"

The deputy coach and the other generals shouted anxiously, but Su Quandang turned a deaf ear.

He knew that it was impossible for the entire army to withdraw from the battlefield. Now, only by leaving the two armies behind can the rest of the soldiers be withdrawn.

As for defeat, he really doesn't think this battle is a failure.

Indeed, the appearance of the main force of the Yuan army here was beyond his expectations and caused great casualties to his Jiankang Military Region.

But as long as he destroys more Yuan troops, he will not be defeated.

Even if he dies here, he will still expose the morale of the imperial guards of the Song Dynasty.

"Deputy coach! What should we do now?"

Seeing Su Quan rushing forward, a general asked hurriedly next to the deputy commander.

The deputy coach gritted his teeth and said, "Let the soldiers kill back! We can't watch the marshal die here!"

After the words came, he turned his horse's head.

Strangely, the moment he said this, the soldiers around him did not show any fear, but were rather excited.

They probably want to stay here too.

There were so many brothers fighting with the Yuan army in front of them, and no one wanted to retreat just like that, letting Paoze use his life to provide him with time to retreat.

Moreover, they were really unwilling to withdraw just like this.

Since its establishment, the Jiankang Military Region has never been defeated.

"Kill back!"

"Kill back!"

"Fight with Yuan Thief!"

Such a roar sounded in the army.

Immediately afterwards, a red arrow suddenly exploded in the air.

In an instant, countless soldiers from Jiankang Military Region turned around, then burst into shocking shouts of killing, and turned around and ran towards the front line again.

The generals turned their horses' heads and looked excited.

Warriors who resisted the flag shook the flag vigorously.

Just now, the imperial guards of the Song Dynasty, who seemed a little dead just now, suddenly regained their vitality.

The kind of generals there are, the kind of soldiers there will be.

Their personalities seem so similar to Su Quandang.

Even if you die without fear, it is probably that's it.

The enshrines of Wuding Hall have already fought with the enshrines of the Green Forest Camp.

The situation is not optimistic.

The two Zhenwu Realm worshipers in the Jiankang Military Region alone obviously could not stop the five Zhenwu Realm powerhouses in the Green Forest Camp.

They had just met these Green Forest Camp Venerables, and were besieged by two Zhenwu Realm Venerables.

The remaining Zhenwu Realm worshippers in the Green Forest Camp went directly to the Shangyuan Realm worship group.

The artistic conception intertwines in the air.

Even the worshipers in the Shangyuan Realm were slightly lost under the cover of these artistic conceptions.

In this short moment, several priests from the Shangyuan Realm of Wuding Hall were killed. Then they suddenly came back to their senses.

Seeing those companions who were falling to the ground, the rest of the Wuding Hall worshipers were almost all red.

At this moment, the imperial guards around them obviously could not help them too much, they could only rely on themselves.

It takes time for ordinary guards to struggle out of their artistic conception.

"kill!"

Suddenly, there was a big drink in Shangyuan Realm.

In fact, they are not young anymore, and the youngest are nearly fifty years old. But at this moment, they have the determination and courage that are not inferior to anyone.

I talked about the boy crazy...

There was a white-haired Shangyuan Realm worshipping the sword and holding the first to face the Zhenwu Realm master in the Green Forest Camp.

The oldest person in Shangyuan Realm is the most priest, and now he is only in the middle stage of Shangyuan Realm. He probably has no hope of breaking through to the Zhenwu Realm in this life.

Before he joined Wudingtang, he was also a famous figure in the martial arts world.

He rushed to the Zhenwu realm master, and did not stab the man with the long sword in his hand, but pulled away the thunder on the sky around his waist.

He yelled: "Brothers, goodbye forever! It would be worthwhile for me to kill the Zhenwu realm in this life, haha!"

After the words came to an end, the explosion sounded.

The white-haired Shangyuan Realm enthrone was blown away by the explosion. Several sky-burning thunders on his body were detonated at the same time.

The air waves generated by the explosion surging towards the surroundings.

The face of the master of the Zhenwu Realm of the Green Forest Camp had already changed suddenly, and his reaction was extremely fast, and he rushed towards the back early.

But it was still removed by the air wave first.

Around me, several worshippers and soldiers were affected by the explosion.

Even the worshipers in Shangyuan Realm could not withstand such power. After landing, they all vomited blood.

The worship of the Green Forest Camp in Zhenwu Realm was not much better. Although he got up quickly after landing, the corners of his mouth were bleeding.

This made him furious.

Although he had known that it was extremely dangerous to kill the troops, he was also frustrated by the Shangyuan Realm's enshrined in this way.
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