Old Dongfang shouted loudly for everyone to retreat.
But in that case, many people were already jealous.
Especially when they see someone they know well being chopped down with a ring-headed knife or pierced by a spear, they become even more angry. They don't care about their own life and death, and suddenly lean forward, waiting for them to be either seriously injured or dead.
Yu Tianmin was standing at the front, the fire stick rolling and flying in his hand. He even smashed the brains of two strong men in powerful suits, but he didn't know how many wounds he had on his body, and most of his body was stained red with blood.
This is no longer developing according to the plot discussed with the young prince before. It has obviously become a war of attrition.
No, if it continues to develop, it will be a one-sided massacre.
Thinking of this, Mr. Dongfang was already scared. He brought these living brothers, but he couldn't bring back the cold corpses.
So how do you deal with the orphans and widows who stay at home?
He yelled with all his strength: "Get back! Get back for me, don't lose your fucking life here, it's not worth it!"
Some people saw that the situation was not right and began to waver. They even ran away without caring about their seriously injured brothers.
But some people are really ruthless and want to fight to the end.
Mr. Dongfang stepped forward and grabbed the arm of a brother who was fighting for his life and pulled him out.
"Stop fighting, go out and stabilize your position first!"
But as soon as he finished speaking, he felt that the resistance in the opposite direction suddenly disappeared.
When he turned around, he saw that the brother's belly had been poked with several bloody holes. He whimpered and fell there on the spot.
Seeing this scene, Old Dongfang felt sad in his heart and his eyes turned red.
He blocked an incoming spear with the sword in his hand, and then stabbed the long sword in his hand into the belly of a pretending to be a big man.
He quickly pulled out the blood-stained blade, only to see the opponent's eyes widen as wide as bells, and he collapsed in a pool of his own blood without saying a word.
This was the first person he killed in the melee.
Killing Northern Wei soldiers, Xiangzhou rebels, and Tianshi Dao rebels on the battlefield, Dongfang Laodu didn't even blink an eye, but for some reason, killing people here today made him feel uneasy like never before.
The way these people organized their troops was too similar to the army he led before.
But he quickly came out of his thoughts. The scene in front of him was completely out of control. The entire small courtyard was soaked in blood. If he didn't leave, the consequences would be even more unpredictable.
Dongfang Lao swung his sword to block several spears that were stabbed at him, and took a few steps back. His feet were slippery and sticky, covered with blood.
But Yu Tianmin was still resisting alone, resisting countless swords and spears.
But the more he fought, the more courageous he became, showing no signs of retreating. He seemed to be ready to hand himself over here.
"Yu Tianmin, you mother, if you don't come back here, I won't be able to die like you, so bring him back!"
After hearing this, several brothers who were still in the courtyard preparing to retreat roared and rushed towards the neatly advancing array again.
The two grabbed Yu Tianmin and yanked him backwards, while the other four or five people blocked and retreated.
Yu Tianmin had already been killed so much that he lost his senses, his eyes were red, and he screamed:
"You can't do it! You can't do it!"
Old Dongfang didn't care to teach this tall and fearless man a lesson. When he saw his breathing brother lying in a pool of blood, he dragged him back out the door.
Outside the courtyard gate, mourners are everywhere.
Veteran Dongfang handed the wounded he pulled out to other brothers and looked around.
Most of the two to three hundred strong overseas Chinese who had originally arrived with great momentum had already lost their honors, and their morale had dropped to the extreme.
Several of them had turned into blood men and were being cared for, leaning against the wall casually.
There was a deep wound on the neck of a wounded man, and blood bubbles kept coming out of the wound. It seemed that the trachea had been injured. At this time, it seemed that only earth energy was coming out but not earth energy was entering. He was already dying.
Yu Tianmin was forcibly pulled out by four people at the end. He was covered in blood and his face was full of anger, like an Arhat with angry eyes. He still had the fire stick in his hand, but the end of the stick was sticky and mixed with red and yellow white. of viscous liquid.
The well-dressed men in the house walked out of the house with unified steps. They formed formations on three levels inside and three outside at the bottom of the steps. The formations were neat and solemn. The man holding a short blade was outside and the man with a spear was inside, forming an orderly formation. defense system.
Xiao Yu, who was sitting in the box carriage, was also shocked when he saw this scene. He stared outside, one hand holding the corner of his clothes trembling slightly.
Xiao Shunzi, who was sitting opposite him, also sensed something was wrong and looked out the car window.
He said tremblingly: "Little Prince, we... we have lost... they are not human at all..."
A flash of coldness and stubbornness flashed in Xiao Yu's eyes, and he glanced at Xiao Shunzi.
The half-grown boy knelt down opposite him nervously, his thin body trembling slightly.
Xiao Yu turned his eyes back to the window and sighed:
"Xiao Shunzi, if you are afraid, go back first! There is nothing to do with you here. I will ask someone to give you a piece of silver as a reward for leading the way."
"Young prince, I don't want any reward." Xiao Shunzi leaned forward and fell to the ground, "I want to stay here with the young prince."
Xiao Yu's eyes showed surprise: "Aren't you afraid?"
"The little one is afraid, but the little prince insists here for the sake of the dog...The dog is the little one's friend. He has not been rescued yet. No matter how scared the little one is, he can't leave here. If the little one wants to leave, , that means being unloyal and a deserter on the battlefield..."
Xiao Yu smiled. He smiled very dryly, with almost no expression, and continued to move his eyes towards the window.
I saw those well-dressed men standing guard in front of the door, with no intention of attacking the defeated overseas Chinese.
Dongfang Lao gathered his remaining combat power and formed an array to confront him. However, the members of this array were uneven and had no rules at all. They just relied on the bloody spirit of a group of brave and ruthless people. It's just a forced support here.
"Damn it, fight these thieves!"
Yu Tianmin stood at the head of the queue. He roared, and the brothers behind him responded.
"Don't be impulsive, Brother Yu!" Old Dongfang sternly stopped him.
At this moment, he once again looked at the enemy in front of him, his heart was pounding, but his mind was spinning rapidly.
At this time, it was difficult to get off the tiger, unable to advance or retreat.
But Dongfang Lao suddenly had another feeling in his mind.
Although the well-dressed man in front of him was not wearing armor, the formation of the troops was accurate to the position of each soldier, and the use of the weapons in his hands looked like the trap he had led before, but it was clearly an army of the Southern Dynasty. The best of the best, they should be stationed near the border between Liang and Yongzhou now, how could they do such sloppy things here?
Perhaps he had misunderstood. The Prince of Jiangxia originally had his own way of running the army, or some methods of arranging troops had been popularized in the Southern Dynasty armies. However, these people were obviously not like those who were doing nothing all day long but claimed to be the "elite of the dynasty". "The Five Guards Army is completely different.
This was the second time Dongfang Lao lost his mind during today's battle. He subconsciously looked back at the box carriage.
The carriage was still parked there quietly, with the window half open and unable to see clearly inside, but he knew that the young prince was watching them from inside.
Such a disastrous defeat made him feel ashamed, and he didn't know what the young prince would think.
As soon as he shouted, all the brothers' eyes were focused on him, which made him feel pressure.
Time began to pass quickly, but both sides felt that the days were like years.
No, perhaps only the expatriates feel that life is like a year, and some people gradually start to slack off. Once they have more thoughts in their minds, they no longer share the same hatred as before.
There were whispers among the loose team, mixed with the painful wails of the wounded. Although it was not obvious, it had begun to affect morale.
Old Dongfang's eyes were anxious. At this time, he had already led many of his brothers to stand on the cliff.
