Luo Fengtang's hand holding the kettle had pale and distinct joints.

Burning anger flashed across his eyes.

As early as when he led the vanguard team into Sazaozhuang and saw a large number of enemies pouring out from all directions.

He understood it in his heart.

I also had a sudden realization about this adjustment.

It's him, it's him who has caused trouble to the brothers!

Luo Fengtang's chest was filled with anger and guilt, but he still poured water into Wang Ling's mouth.

"Reinforcements will definitely come. Everyone must hold on. As soon as the reinforcements arrive, we can go back alive!"

He said solemnly.

I won’t give up until the last minute!

Wang Ling shook his head and stopped drinking the water.

He looked at Luo Fengtang, "With us, you can't leave. Before the enemy finds this place, leave quickly!"

"Qing'er is still waiting for you...cough cough cough..."

Hearing the girl's familiar name, Luo Fengtang's whole heart twitched violently.

Her smile couldn't help but appear in front of her eyes...

He said that he would always stay with her, protect her and prevent her from being bullied.

Could it be that he is going to break his promise?

For a stunned moment, Wang Ling held his arm again.

He looked at Luo Fengtang with almost pleading eyes: "I'm afraid I can't survive. I want to ask you something..."

"If you can get out alive, please help me find my daughter. I will repay you in the next life..."

"No!"

Luo Fengtang roared and his eyes turned red.

"Brother Wang, you must hold on and find your daughter yourself!" he said.

Wang Ling grinned, blood dripping from the corners of his mouth.

At this moment, the sound of chaotic footsteps came from outside the kiln again.

"There is an earthen kiln over there. If you go look there, you won't believe they can fly!"

There was a sound of shouting outside, and then there was the sound of a knife cutting across stones and the sound of thatch branches being ignited.

Luo Fengtang's heart suddenly sank.

The enemy is coming.

He put Wang Ling back, picked up the knife head on the ground and rushed out without looking back...

The moon was once again obscured by dark clouds, and outside the kiln, rows of torches illuminated the area as brightly as day.

Thousands of enemy troops, a dense mass of black people, were pressing towards Tuyao like a tide.

Luo Fengtang took a breath of cold air.

The fingers holding the handle of the knife tightened again and again.

The body, however, stood at the mouth of the earthen kiln like a rock, motionless.

The silver armor has long been stained red with blood.

Her black hair was loose and dancing wildly in the night wind.

The cold air was continuously released from his body.

His deep and dark eyes swept across the slowly pressing army in front of him, and every enemy soldier who met his gaze was shocked.

It seems that the person standing at the entrance of the kiln is not a person, but a Shura who climbed up from hell!

When an army of several hundred people approached, no one dared to step forward.

The army on the opposite side suddenly parted a path, and a general sitting high on a horse came to the front of the formation.

Seeing Luo Fengtang standing at the entrance of the kiln with a knife and a sword, he sneered.

"Why should the strength of one man be as brave as that of a hundred men? Quickly surrender and hand over your brothers. The general may give you a whole corpse!"

Luo Fengtang did not say a word.

Instead, he turned his head and glanced at the dark cave entrance behind him.

He is the military leader, and inside are his brothers.

As long as he still has breath, he will delay them for a moment.

"Don't have any illusions. Your General Zhu has already broken camp and returned to the city. Even if you wait until death, you won't be able to wait for reinforcements!"

The other general said again.

Luo Fengtang turned his head, his expression so cold that there was no trace of human warmth.

"Stop talking nonsense and take your life!"

He roared low, raised the steel knife in his hand, and rushed into the enemy camp like a silver whirlwind.

The steel knife streaked across the ground and dazzling sparks shot out everywhere.

He broke into the enemy's army with one sword and one sword. He raised the sword and dropped it, and his head rolled to the ground.

Warm blood surged out from the enemy's neck.

It splashed all over his body and face.

He roared and moved in and out of the chaotic army.

The steel knife in his hand danced like air.

There were wailings all around, and corpses lay everywhere underfoot.

In the end, his eyes were red from the killing, and his body was dripping with blood, and he couldn't tell whether it was the enemy's or his own.

I don't care about anything, I only have one belief in my mind.

He can't die, he has to get out alive.

Qing'er is still waiting for him!

"kill!!!"

That roar shook the earth and the mountains.

He looked like he was crazy, and all the drills in the military camp had long been forgotten.

At this moment, wielding the steel knife, he was relying on his most primitive instinct to kill.

It looks like madness, like an evil ghost climbing out of hell, and like a machine specially designed to harvest lives.

The surrounding enemy troops were frightened and began to give way.

At this moment, the enemy general who had been sitting high on his horse suddenly jumped up.

A long knife in his hand was slashed towards the back of Luo Fengtang's heart.

At this time, Luo Fengtang was surrounded by a dozen enemy troops and could not be distracted.

Wait until he realizes something is wrong and moves away.

'hiss!'

The long knife pierced his back and then penetrated through his armpit.

When he pulled it out again, a column of blood shot out.

"Well!"

Luo Fengtang groaned, the steel knife fell to the ground, and his whole body was shaking.

Seeing this, the surrounding enemy troops surrounded and suppressed him again.

Countless steel knives slashed at Luo Fengtang from all directions like raindrops on the ground, as if they were going to chop him into pieces...

In his eyes, there was a flash of sword light.

In his ears, there were howling shouts of beating and killing.

In front of me are ferocious and ferocious faces...

Luo Fengtang shook his head, and a desperate smile appeared on his lips.

Qing'er, I'm sorry.

This time, I'm going to break my promise...

All the steel knives fell down overwhelmingly.
To be continued...