The soldiers had tears in their eyes and were covered in yellow sand, if they had not been forced into a desperate situation.
Who would want to escape?
There is no food and grass.
They just eat the young shoots, and the enemy cannot pull away all the grass.
Zhu Wen was sure that they would die, and was now enjoying himself in the Northwest Army.
How could Zhang Zhijiang be willing to comply with his wishes?
"Let's go with this lieutenant. Even if we die, we will be a dead ghost."
He stood up, straightened his chest, took out the deputy captain's uniform that he had been reluctant to wear, and looked into the distance. They heard that the prince was exiled. They must find the prince no matter what, even if they die, they must die in front of the prince!
He led 900 sergeants out of the cave, walked about 500 meters, and stopped under a rock that blocked the wind.
There are many green grass roots under the rocks.
"This is our delicious food. Eat it, brothers. When we are full, let's go on the road together and kill them all without leaving any trace behind!"
Zhang Zhijiang leaned down and picked up a young grass root. Regardless of whether there was mud on it, he put it directly into his mouth and shouted, "Damn this is roasted chicken. It's delicious. I love it!"
After saying that, a crystal tear slipped from the corner of his eye.
Soon it was covered with yellow sand.
He rubbed his eyes.
The tears flowed even harder.
Others followed suit, grabbing young grass roots and putting them in their mouths.
"This is roast goose, I love it!"
"This is my mother's cake. My mother's cake is the most delicious."
"Don't compete with me. This is meat cooked by my wife. She knows I like to eat it best."
“Big steamed buns, delicious...”
In a trance.
Jiang Yubai's figure appeared in front of Zhang Zhijiang's eyes.
"Zhijiang, why are you eating steamed buns again? Come on, I have meat here, take it. I don't like meat."
The prince's voice and appearance appeared before him scene after scene!
He wiped away his tears and shouted to the sky, "Your Majesty... we are going to find you! Zhijiang will not let you down."
The youngest soldier cried the hardest.
He is only twelve years old.
The prince watched him being born and watching him grow up. He told the prince that after he won the war, he wanted to go back and marry a beautiful wife, but he would die before he grew up.
He whimpered quietly.
Tears flowed down his face like a river.
"Your Majesty, you promised to find me a wife. Your Majesty, where are you...?"
He was extremely eager for the prince to come down like a god and save them.
In Wang Douzi's heart, the prince is the god in his heart!
A quarter of an hour later.
Zhang Zhijiang drew out his sword and asked loudly with a sad face: "Soldiers and sons, are you ready? We are going to fight out, destroy the enemy, and find the prince!"
According to the spies' reports, only the highest cliff has a glimmer of hope.
Everywhere else is surrounded by enemies.
If he wanted to lead his soldiers to fight a bloody path, he could only rush towards the cliff where someone could fall to death. Even if he fell into the cliff, it would be better than dying in the hands of the enemy and being humiliated and tortured by the enemy.
"We are not afraid of death!"
"We are going to kill the enemy!"
"Lieutenant Zhang... let us kill them!"
In the final battle, they have to fight with their lives!
What does fate mean? It’s terrible if there is no one around the general to help him. According to the vicious thoughts of the Dog Emperor, how could he be willing to do this without getting rid of the prince and his group of wolf-hearted villains!
He made adjustments to the team.
The most elite team is on the inside.
Tell your confidants that they must let the elites survive and live well, go to the prince, let them serve well behind the prince, and tell the prince that they will rebel against the emperor.
One day.
The prince is crowned the great treasure.
Let Zhang Zhijiang burn a stick of incense in front of his grave, get him some of his favorite roast chicken, and have a glass of wine.
Even under Jiuquan, Zhang Zhijiang could close his eyes.
There are three hundred elite sergeants in total.
Hearing Deputy Lieutenant Zhang's words, everyone couldn't help but cry, but they soon stopped crying. They wanted to take the Deputy Lieutenant's words and live well until the prince, and see with their own eyes how the prince overthrew the Dog Emperor!
On the carriage.
Jiang Yubai's heart became more and more uneasy.
The same goes for Shen Yunzhou.
He belongs to the Jiangyu Bai faction in the military camp and is regarded as a thorn in others' side. Even his second brother doesn't know where he is now. The Northwest Army is facing a dilemma again. Is it possible to get there in time?
"Don't worry, it will definitely be too late!"
Jiang Yubai only brought An Er and An San, while Ji Qingqian did not let Xue and the others follow. Including Shen Yunzhou, there were only four people in total, but they planned to rescue thousands of people from the enemy.
One can imagine how difficult it is.
With Ji Qingqian's comfort, Jiang Yubai's mood finally recovered. He knew that Qianqian's master was very powerful, so Qianqian would not be any worse. In fact, he also figured it out.
If he really couldn't save his cronies, he would die with them.
only.
It’s painful.
Along the way, his eyes never left Ji Qingqian, as if every time they looked at each other was the last encounter. His heart ached, but there was no other way. He knew very well how many people had died in Juelong Ridge before.
That's a dead end.
There was no way to break free.
According to the behavior of the Huns, they must have cut off the Northwest Army's food and fodder first, forcing Zhang Zhijiang and others to lose their strength. If they wanted to go out and fight the enemy, they could catch them all in one fell swoop.
Just think about it.
Jiang Yubai felt uncomfortable in his heart.
Ji Qingqian kept changing horses along the way.
It just never stopped.
Hope to reach Juelong Ridge within three days.
.....
With the sound of the trumpet.
The soldiers who only eat grass roots have to fight against the Huns soldiers who eat meat and drink milk!
Zhang Zhijiang led nine hundred soldiers to the middle of the cliff of Juelong Ridge.
The Huns soldiers rode horses one by one, pointing at them and laughing, "You are so stupid. Your emperor is also stupid, and your commander is also stupid. You actually give us credit for nothing. I don't want your lives today. I’m sorry for the money we adults spent, hahahaha!!!”
"You know, for only three thousand taels of silver, your coach told us your whereabouts.
Tsk tsk tsk, your lives are really worthless! ! ! "
The loud ridicule of the other side's soldiers was like knives inserted into the hearts of Zhang Zhijiang and other merchant soldiers. It was like a hole was broken in their hearts, and blood trickled down. Three thousand taels, just three thousand taels?
Did you just buy the lives of three thousand of them?
"Brothers, come here and kill them!"
In Zhang Zhijiang's tragic cry.
The two sides began a desperate struggle!
Blood.
Huge swaths of blood.
The yellow sand is dyed red.
The wind blows.
But it was covered by yellow sand.
It's like nothing happened.
The wind came out again.
The weathered bones are exposed under the yellow sand.
Zhang Zhijiang used his last strength and held the long knife tightly with both hands, slashing one after another, but there were so many enemies, more and more. Suddenly, he was attacked by someone and was stabbed in the head.
Blood flowed down from the top of his head, blinding his eyes!
