His Highness, Don’t Leave! I Will Lose Weight For You!

At the time when thousands of troops were fighting, Qin Che suddenly raised his head and looked at the turbulent sky. The blood stains on his body became traces. The sword in his hand was still dripping with blood. The men around him, But most of it has fallen, and there are not many that can stand.

This battle is harder than they thought.

None of the Qin's army had expected that Yun Zhu had even arranged an ambush insidiously and cunningly. What was even more angry was that the opponent's soldiers were not just what they saw in front of them. Yun Zhu was even continuously replenishing his troops! That posture even seemed to be exhausting the whole country, just to defeat them!

Under the pressure of an absolute number of people, no tactics can be performed very well. In fact, they can last for so long thanks to the command of King Qin. Otherwise, they will not be able to last for such a long time. They have been strangled long ago. !

It’s not that the Qin’s army did not send emergency military reports to the court. In fact, they have sent countless military reports quickly, but every one is like a stone sinking into the sea, silent. Everyone knows that the current court does not. Will send troops to assist them, it can be said that at this moment, they are isolated and helpless.

The trend of decadence slowly rises.

The remaining generals are still fighting, even if they are doomed to fail, it is doomed to be their Qin army. The only failure of their God of War army is good. They will not give up, and will not catch it. In the eyes of their Qin army, there is no The word deserter is either victory or death!

The counterattack caused by this belief is also powerful. The soldiers who killed more than half of Yun Zhu's life, even if they were replenished in time, but faced with such heavy casualties, none of Yun Zhu's generals could laugh. , Those are their soldiers. Soldiers who have been trained with great difficulty. The loss so much means that their battle will not be easy next time.

At the same time, Yun Zhu's generals also admired the Qin Family Army, the God of War Army, and it was truly extraordinary. If there was no absolute number advantage, they would probably be the one who lost this war. Especially the tactics of King Qin, the **** of war, are weird in Thailand. Every time they were caught off guard, they had to spend a huge price to conquer them.

In the name of the God of War, they finally understood and were deeply afraid of it. It made Yun Zhu’s general even more intent to kill him. A strong general can often reverse the situation on the battlefield, but cannot be used by them. The generals might as well kill them with more peace of mind, unable to become comrades-in-arms, there will be endless death!

At the end of the battle, it has become a **** fight. If one fell down, one was missing. The blood stained the ground, and the blood splashed three feet away. Even the yellow sand blows up and the air it brings is bloody. Breath.

The battle flag was shattered, but the shouts of charging into battle continued.

In the end, Qin Che's adjutant couldn't help it. After hacking and killing two enemies, he shouted to Qin Che: "Master! Hurry up! I can't hold it here anymore!"

Qin Che did not answer, but silently waved the sword in his hand, his eyes were red, and he had been sleepless for days and nights. His mental state had been strained to a worrying state. If it weren't for the mask to resist, I'm afraid that pale one His face will directly betray his weakness.

Seeing that the prince did not respond, the adjutant could not help but shout out again: "Lord! As long as you are there, there is hope for a comeback! You must not have an accident! Let's go!"

Qin Che suddenly stretched the blood-stained sword to the adjutant's neck, pressed his chin, and said, "Shut up."

The adjutant was threatened by a sharp sword, saying that he was not afraid is false, especially at the moment, the eyes of the prince were like evil spirits from hell, fierce and cold.

But... the adjutant knows even more that if the current Hanling loses the prince, he can guard one of the generals, then Hanling will definitely become the fat that other nations will devour, so the prince must not have an accident!

"The subordinates are not afraid of death, but the prince must not die! At this moment, the front has been breached, and it will not be long before the enemy replenishes our troops. It will be too late at that time! Lord, listen to me, We are not deserters when we leave now!\"

The adjutant persuaded him with all his heart, his voice became hoarse, and he wished to knock Qin Che away.

Qin Che showed a pale and bloodthirsty smile, and said, "Either die or fight. With me, there is no comeback, no come back in the future."

The adjutant was taken aback, a sturdy man couldn't help his eyes flushed, and said: "Master! The subordinate was killed by you in the battle! If a person is inherently dead, or heavier than Mount Tai, or lighter than a feather, I will die. On the battlefield, we must defend every inch of land in the cold!"

Qin Che smiled, put away the sword in his hand, and said, "Very good."

This time, the adjutant completely stopped the thought of fleeing, and he plunged into the battle again with the evil spirit of fighting, even at this moment, they had no chance of victory.

Everything that was visible to the naked eye in front of him was Yun Zhu's soldiers, while those who fell to the ground were the good men of their Qin Family Army.

In the distance, Yun Zhu's new batch of reinforcements seemed to feel it, and it seemed that there was no tendency to recover.

At this moment, even the adjutant was sighing the injustice of heaven.

If the prince was not born in Hanling, he would not be buried in the battlefield at such a young age.

Qin Che's hands were already shaking, and it seemed that it would be very difficult to even raise them again.

He looked down at his trembling hand, the sharp sword swayed, he almost couldn't hold it.

Qin Che knew that he was tired. He almost forced himself to raise the sword again and again, hacking and killing the enemy again and again. He would neither retreat nor escape, because there was Han Fei behind him.

Qin Che raised his head and looked at the sky where the clouds were rolling. Bloodshot came out of his dry and cracked lips, but he could no longer feel the pain. The armor on his body had already been torn away, and countless scars fell on his. On his body, blood also soaked the bottom shirt inside.

He was like a bruised but lonely beast.

Waiting quietly for the final death.

Qin Che called out slowly and bitterly.

"Fat... I'm sorry."

Sorry, this time, he may not be able to protect her.

Sorry, he is so tired.

In front of him, Yun Zhu's soldiers rushed towards him with their big swords, but Qin Che could no longer lift the weapon in his hand.

He slowly closed his eyes, and the sword in his hand was placed on his neck.

It is better to die by the hand of the enemy than to sever yourself.

But, at this moment, a dull drum sound came slowly from the end of heaven and earth.

"Boom——"

At this moment, strong winds were blowing.

"Tatatata--"

At this moment, the ground was shaking.

But Qin Che suddenly opened his eyes.