In the forest, I suddenly remembered the unique sound of the war drums of the barbarians, and it was not just in one place, but in all directions. In a moment, the originally silent mountain forest became murderous. With the sound of the war drums, the barbarians roared like wolves.

It came through vaguely, and then I saw the surrounding trees shaking, as if there were countless giant pythons swimming among them, cutting through the waves.

Several barbarians with tattoos rushed out of the woods, brandishing shields and machetes in their hands, and rushed towards the wandering Wu Army scouts. Most of them were barefoot, running like flying on the mountain road, and rushed in front of the Wu Army scouts, screaming strangely.

With one sound, he swung his sword and killed.

The Wu Jun scouts struck back and sounded the alarm gong.

In an instant, gongs sounded everywhere, and Wu Jun, who was already nervous, became even more nervous. Zhou Jun was sweating profusely. He had not seen clearly how many enemies there were, but judging from the sound of war drums that echoed one after another, there were no less enemies.

Thousands of people. Fighting on such terrain with the same number of barbarians - or even more - he had no chance of winning.

Without thinking, Zhou Jun immediately ordered a retreat.

As the saying goes, one soldier is a raging enemy, and a general is raging in a den. These soldiers under Zhou Jun are all his private soldiers. After more than ten years with him, they have never fought a decent tough battle, let alone winning with less.

In the past, I followed others, but today I acted independently and went deep into the jungle. I was already a little uneasy.

Now they were surrounded by barbarians, and the excited roars of the barbarians echoed in their ears. They were already panicking before they even started fighting. After Zhou Jun's order, they immediately turned around and ran away with Zhou Jun in their arms, so fast.

The husband was so energetic that he didn't know how to deal with it.

"Is this... over?"

"Probably...right."

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Wei Ba stood by Chenshui River with his hands behind his back. He looked at Zhou Yin who was mobilizing troops and generals on Chenshui River but had not yet reached the shore to fight again. His face was expressionless. His hands behind his back were rubbing his fingers.

My fingers pinched and released, released and pinched again.

Wang Shuang has come back. He took off his armor and was helped to treat the wounds on his body. Although he was hit by a few arrows, he was protected by his fine armor, so his injuries were not serious. He just bled a lot. Look.

It was shocking. He didn't care. He raised the flask, took two swigs of wine, wiped his beard, and laughed: "Happy! Happy!"

Under the soil slope, Zhao Tong was checking the casualties of the soldiers. After two battles, Zhou Yin was attacked by a burst of arrows without distinguishing between enemy and friend. The total casualties had reached one-third, nearly fifty people, and more were slightly injured.

It's more than half. There are only ten spearmen left in the Zhao family.

Three people, and all of them were injured. The Guan family also lost more than thirty sword and shield hands. Zhao Tong himself was in a more serious condition. The old injury he suffered in Youxi was torn open again. In order to save Sun Luban, his hip was injured again.

After being hit by an arrow, blood flowed down his thigh, staining his trouser legs red.

However, compared to the more than three hundred Wu army corpses lying in front of the battle, their results were brilliant. Therefore, whether they were seriously injured and unable to move or slightly injured, they were all smiling, high in fighting spirit, and injured.

The heavier the weight, the louder the voice. It seems that this is bold enough.

"Your spears are really good." The Guan family's sword and shield hand raised his thumb at the Zhao family's spearmen.

"Your shield formation is also very powerful. If it weren't for you, we would have suffered a big loss just now." The Zhao family's spearmen reciprocated and praised the Guan family's sword and shield men. Although these words were polite, they were also true.

If it weren't for the thick shield provided by the Guan family swordsman and shield hand, the burst of arrows just now might have caused even greater casualties.

"We are all good brothers, so there is no need to be so polite." The two sides smiled at each other, arms around each other, and they were extremely affectionate.

"Have a good rest, help each other check the wounds, and prepare to fight again." Zhao Tong limped over, interrupted their chat, and ordered to reorganize the battle formation. The soldiers responded loudly. Zhao Tong looked over and said,

When passing in front of Sun Luban, he paused.

"Princess, has the injury... been taken care of?"

Sun Luban, who was sitting helplessly on the slope, lowered her head, holding her thighs tightly with her hands, and her tears of grievance could not stop flowing down. She was injured on her thigh. Although no bones were injured, it was very painful.

It hurt, and there was a lot of blood. There were all men here, not a single woman. She didn’t know

She asked for help, but the soldiers were in no mood to pay attention to her, leaving her to sit alone. She felt the injuries on her legs, looked at the corpses lying on the ground, and always felt that she was about to die like them.

She was in danger. After hearing Zhao Tong's concerned greetings, she finally couldn't help crying.

Zhao Tong immediately realized her predicament. He looked around awkwardly and called the doctor: "Get some clean cloth, sprinkle some medicine on it, and let the princess bandage it herself."

"Alas." The doctor was so busy that he was sweating profusely and had no mood to ask Sun Luban. According to Zhao Tong's instructions, he took a piece of cloth and a medicine, stuffed it into Sun Luban and ran away.

"I...I don't know how." Sun Luban stammered while holding the cloth. She had been a prisoner for a few days. Because Zhao Tong was taking care of her, she didn't need to take care of the wounded at all, let alone change dressings.

Even if something happened, Pan Ziyu would help her do it. Now she was asked to apply medicine herself, and she really didn't know how to do it.

"Don't be afraid. I've seen your injury. It's not... serious." Zhao Tong was suddenly embarrassed and blushed. Sun Luban realized it immediately and his face turned red. She was injured and rolled down just now, as if Zhao Tong had set off

I looked at the hem of her clothes and didn't think there was anything wrong with it at the time. Only now did I realize that something was wrong.

"This... just wrap it up, and... sprinkle the medicine on it." Zhao Tong said a few random words, turned around and left. Sun Luban suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Zhao Tong: "Zhao... Zhao Zhonglang, one thing

No... don't bother the two masters, please help... Zhonglang."

Zhao Tong was stunned. He looked around in panic and found that no one was paying attention to him. He glanced at Sun Luban again, but found that although Sun Luban's face was as red as blood, his eyes were very firm and hot, which made him confused. He licked

He opened his mouth and wanted to break away, but Sun Luban held on to him tightly and looked at him with a pair of pretty eyes that were a bit domineering.

"Princess... let go, I will help you... just..." Zhao Tong had no choice but to beg in a low voice. Sun Luban handed him the medicine and cloth with one hand, but held him tight with the other hand and did not let go. Zhao Tong's

His hand lost its usual stability and was shaking a little. It scratched Sun Luban's skin, causing itchiness. Sun Luban bit his lip, blinked, looked at Zhao Tong for a while, and then looked at the wound.

Zhao Tong managed to bandage her up. Seeing that Sun Luban was still holding his hand, he whispered: "Princess, okay, you can let go."

Sun Luban let go of his hand, lowered his head, and said softly: "Thank you Zhonglang."

Zhao Tong grinned and was about to say something when Wei Ba's voice came from above: "Bo Ren, Boren?"

"Hey, I'm here, what's the matter?" Zhao Tong quickly stood up and responded loudly. Wei Ba followed the sound and saw Sun Luban, and then saw Zhao Tong with a red face, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

, said smoothly: "You are so good, you still have such leisure and fun at this time."

In one sentence, Zhao Tong was so embarrassed that he quickly climbed up the hillside and asked hurriedly: "What do you want from me?"

"Well, look, what is Zhou Yin planning?" Wei Ba pointed at the Wu army warship on the water, frowning: "This guy has been busy for a long time, and he didn't even see him attack again. What do you think he is doing?

What does it mean?”

Zhao Tong took one look, and suddenly his heart moved: "Ziyu, isn't he out of troops?"

"You think so too?"

"Otherwise, there is no other possibility. Either fight or withdraw. I can't think of any other reason for not fighting or withdrawing."

Wei Ba took a deep breath and let it out slowly. He also guessed this possibility, but he was a little unsure, so he wanted to discuss it with Zhao Tong. Since Zhao Tong also said so, he was more sure.

a bit.

He had to be so cautious, because once the next plan was launched, there was no turning back.

Wei Ba gritted his teeth and made up his mind. "Zi Quan, does your injury hinder you?"

"What can this little flesh wound mean?" Wang Shuang jumped up, patted his muscular chest, and said carelessly.

"Well, put on your battle robe and armor, and come with me."

"Okay." Wang Shuang responded excitedly and immediately asked someone to help him wear the armor.

"Boren, I leave this to you, be careful and alert, so that if an accident happens, you can respond to me."

"Don't worry." Zhao Tong responded enthusiastically.

Wei Ba waved his hand, and the neatly dressed Wang Shuang was in front, Dun Wu was behind, and twenty soldiers were divided around, each raising their swords and shields, guarding Wei Ba down the slope. Wei Ba stood still at the bottom of the slope, watching.

Looking at Sun Luban, who was still hunching his neck and drooping his head, he coughed: "Princess, how is your injury?"

Sun Luban was a little surprised for a moment. From the time she met Wei Ba until now, Wei Ba had never given her a good look. Now he suddenly cared about her injury. It was really a rare sight.

"No...it won't be a problem."

"Since it's not in the way, then come with me." Wei Ba pointed, and a soldier came up and stretched out his hand to pull Sun Luban up. Sun Luban didn't know why, so he endured the pain and followed slowly.

Go up. Wei Ba turned around and made a gesture to Zhao Tong who was on the slope. Zhao Tong nodded heavily, walked to the drummer, took the war drum, and beat it hard.

"Dong, dong, dong..." The war drums sounded again.

Zhou Yin, who was stalling for time, was startled when he heard the sound of war drums. He stood up, walked to the side of the ship, looked at Wei Ba walking towards the water, and saw Sun Luban among them, and couldn't help but frowned. Sun Luban

Not being shot to death by that flurry of arrows was not necessarily a good thing for him.

He sighed and waved his hand at the four hundred soldiers who had already assembled for a long time: "Let's go up to him and see what tricks he is playing. If there is a chance, we will snatch the princess back."

"Here." The soldiers who were waiting in formation responded with a roar. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian.com to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users please go to read.

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