One Thousand Six Hundred and Eighty-Five: Receive Nansheng, Kill Anxi (93)

[Your Yida]: Pick up customers? Pfft—it's really time for the little princes of the Xiaogongju group to see how their lord has been suppressed.

[Fireworks Era]: Not only is the host suffocated, but the baby is also on the verge of suffocating recently, and the live broadcast content of swords, lights and swords is even more exciting. Of course, I'm not urging the anchor to be as promiscuous as before, but it's good to have sex once in a while, don't hold back.

[Qingchen]: Listening to the anchor say "pick up the guests", the image of the charming bustard waving a handkerchief can't help but appear in my mind, which is too visual.

[Old Driver Lianmeng]: Upstairs, I think the two have the same purpose, because both the anchor and the bustard kill people.

Rao is that the salted fish in the live broadcast room have been influenced to become the old salted fish of Qiu Mingshan, but the boss is the boss, and the speed is extraordinary.

In the blink of an eye, a car flew past.

Jiang Pengji blocked the content of the barrage, and waited carefully for the fish that slipped through the net to hit her.

In contrast, An Jing's situation is much more embarrassing, with enemy soldiers ambushing both front and back.

This is not the worst. The worst thing is that the morale of the three armies is only hanging on their last breath. Everyone believes that the operation will go smoothly, and they have to fight with their backs after the crisis of food and grass is solved. Now that he was ambushed by the enemy, his breath was immediately suppressed, and his morale collapsed. However, in the face of a crisis, they can only bite the bullet and fight for a way out, so as to have the possibility of survival.

The flames of war spread, and the fighting shook the sky.

The morale on Jiang Pengji's side was as high as a rainbow, while An Min's side could only struggle to the left and right.

Seeing that the general situation was about to end and the flames of war were about to spread to An's side, An's heart was burning with anxiety, but there was nothing he could do. He only hated Jiang Pengji and Lu Zheng, who had offered "a brilliant plan" even more. Now that I think about it, it was probably Lu Zheng who left with an excuse and took refuge in Jiang Pengji, and even used the "sex trick" to trick himself into stepping into a trap. There is no basis for this guess, but apart from it, An Xing can't think of any other possibility.

He loves and hates Lu Zheng, and his heart is full of anger. An Jing asked himself how well he treated Lu Zheng. Although he had been neglected in the past two years, he also guaranteed the other party's prosperity and wealth.

An Jing kept saying that he trusted Lu Zheng and treated Lu Zheng well, but in fact he was partial to the center of the earth.

The "ingenious plan" submitted by Lu Zheng may not really come from Lu Zheng's hands, maybe Lu Zheng has encountered an accident long ago...

It's a pity that An Xing didn't have the chance to think about this.

He shouted loudly, "Withdraw, lead the troops to break out!"

If he was caught, the battle would be a mess, and the remaining land in Nansheng would really fall into Jiang Pengji's hands.

Everyone also realized the seriousness of the matter, so they could only try their best to organize a counterattack and break through, trying to escort An Jing to fight a bloody path.

Even if Jiang Pengji's soldiers were of high quality, they were still no match for the enemy's crowd tactics.

The soldiers under An Min's tent aimed at a breakthrough, which really made a hole open, but it didn't take long for the enemy to make up for it.

Soon, the movement here alarmed Fu Wang.

"Report--"

"What is it?"

Fu Wang spat out a mouthful of blood foam, and chopped several enemies who were in the way in half with a few knives.

The soldiers reported to Fu Wang about the gathering of troops on An's side to break through the siege, and let Fu Wang decide whether to continue to intercept or release the water.

The battlefield is so big, it is impossible to take everything into consideration. There must be some places where the troops should be concentrated, and some places should be slightly released to reduce the overall pressure, and use limited troops to deal maximum blows to the enemy. If you send troops to smash one place, the troops in other places will be divided. Although the overall morale of An's soldiers and horses is weak and their combat power is not good, it does not mean that they will really be captured without a fight.

For example, there was a lot of pressure on An Xing's attempt to break out of the siege, and many soldiers who stopped them died.

Fu Wang rubbed his chin with his big blood-stained palm and pondered for a while.

His hands, face, armor, and the horse under his crotch [Chasing Electricity] were stained with someone's blood, and it looked like he crawled out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, which was very frightening. When he took advantage of his face to think,

That oppressive aura became even stronger.

"Haha, it looks like a big fish!" Fu Wang picked up his weapon and patted his horse forward, "What are you doing in a daze, the copycats will follow!"

Fu Wang is a man with fine details. The overall morale of An's soldiers and horses is so low that they are almost vulnerable, but the battle force assembled to break through almost tore through the defense line of their own army - what does this mean? This meant that the people they guarded were of extraordinary status, and the soldiers had to raise their fighting spirit, which put pressure on the people on Fu Wang's side. With such an inference, would Fu Wang let it go easily?

The people on An Xing's side were the first to notice something was wrong.

The enemy is targeting them!

Realizing this, An Min couldn't sit still any longer. He held on tightly to the reins on the horse, his face so dark that water dripped from his face.

"My lord, the enemy is chasing you."

Fu Wang and the others were very fast, but because of the darkness, the support was not so fast, and An Xing escaped temporarily under the guard of the soldiers. Before they had time to be happy, they found that the enemy had already caught up, so they could only allocate some troops to delay the enemy by one or two.

However, this approach is not a long-term solution.

On the way to flee for his life, a soldier came up with a solution out of desperation.

He suggested that An Min take off the fine clothes on his body and put on the ragged clothes of ordinary soldiers, with smeared cheeks and disheveled temple hair, pretending to be an ordinary soldier. Even if the enemy catches up and An Xing mixes into the chaos, as long as he doesn't open his mouth to admit his identity, no one will know that he is the prince An Xing. This soldier pretends to be An Xing again, to confuse the enemy's eyes and ears, and to distract them, and he can delay for a while.

Although this method is bad, it is not the method.

For the sake of his own life, An Jing had to agree.

After he finished changing, he realized that something was wrong...

However, time was running out, and he didn't have the extra thought to think about it.

"My lord has been wronged."

The soldiers put on the clothes that An Jing had taken off, scratched the messy hair crown with their fingers, turned around on horseback, and led the troops to delay the enemy.

The soldiers were divided into two groups, one to escort An Jing to escape, and the other to use them as bait to attract the enemy's troops.

Fu Wang wasn't just for nothing, he caught and killed all the people behind in two or three strokes.

"General Fu, this is a big fish."

The soldiers picked out the best-dressed, tallest, and most complete armored captives among the captives... and caught one by one.

After a round of identification, he finally caught the general in An's clothes.

This is probably the big fish that the enemy protects intimately.

Fu Wang got off his horse, grabbed a torch and stepped forward to identify it by the light of the fire.

"Who is this person?"

Fu Wang casually poked the torch forward, almost burning the opponent's eyebrows.

The general under An Jing's tent said, "I am An Jing, you are so presumptuous!"

Fu Wang held up the torch and was stunned.

He almost lost his voice, "Today is An Jing personally recruiting the army?"

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It seems that I am not calling myself...

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