Chapter 281 Pursuit

"Brothers, hold on!"

"The reinforcements are coming!" A captain was protected in the middle by other engineers and heard the killing shouts of his own troops from afar!

"Brothers, hold on, our combat troops will be here soon!" The captain's eyes were red and his face was covered with blood. These were not the enemy's soldiers who protected him!

"Haha! Dragon dogs! Get ready to die!" The captain shouted viciously.

Wh! sou......

"Captain!"

"Captain..."

The captain who spoke was suddenly killed by an arrow, and the rest of the engineers rushed to the enemy angrily.

"It seems that Gu Biqi is old and understands the intention of Bainan*!" Campas said proudly, "Retreat!"

More than 10,000 fighters of the 13th Army retreated while fighting and withdrew from Phoenix.

"Don't let them run away and avenge the brothers who died in the war!" An engineering soldier fell into a pool of blood. He was stopped and cut off his waist, half of his upper body kept struggling, his lower abdomen fell to the ground, and the shovel full of blood in his hand was tightly held in his hand, making a painful shout.

The Missile soldiers passing by him couldn't bear to look at him. The blue veins holding weapons were full, and the tiger's mouth was bleeding. They wanted to avenge their tragically dead comrades!

"Let's go! Don't let those dragon dogs run away!"

"Kill!"

"Withdraw quickly! Don't fall in love!" Campas shouted, and more than 10,000 combat soldiers rushed out of the damaged walls of Phoenix, followed by Missiri soldiers.

"These idiots!" Campas laughed wildly.

"Shoot! Beat me hard!" The defenders on the wall were also crazy. They watched their comrades-in-arms die tragically, but they could not give effective assistance due to the problem of distance. Now the group of dragon soldiers ran to their attack range, their eyes were red and swollen, and they scattered with bows and arrows!

Campus felt a little cold. Although the 13th Army made great achievements in this attack, I'm afraid there are less than 5,000 soldiers who can escape smoothly!

Campas gritted his teeth and said, "Quick! Hurry up!"

The arrows are like springs, and the attacks of the defenders have been scattered into organized range restricted projection.

And behind them is a large number of Missiri pursuers!

"Our infantry is coming!" A dragon soldier shouted excitedly, but he was not happy for a long time, and an arrow pierced his neck.

"Brother!" A soldier behind him hurried over and dragged his body back in the direction of the reinforcements.

"It's lifeless!" A small captain of Long Tengjun grabbed the soldier's collar and threw it forward.

The soldier flew out, and when the soldier got up again, the captain's body was full of feathers and arrows.

The captain's eyes were empty and muttered, "Quick...go...stupid..."

Bang, a slap on the soldier's face, and it was the veteran of the team who took action.

The veteran's eyes were red and he shouted, "Go quickly! Your brother and captain can't die in vain. You have to go back alive!"

The soldier got up, clenched his fists, and saw the captain's body fall on his brother's body. His eyes flashed with a trace of firmness and followed the veteran to run forward quickly.

"Stop shooting!"

The attack on the city wall gradually stopped, and its own soldiers have begun to chase the embarrassed Longteng soldiers. If they release bows and arrows, they will kill their own side by mistake.

The two armies are against each other!

The 96th Army was formed as a party. Campas's troops had entered their own camp, and the pursuing troops immediately faced Lin Yingsu's troops on the battlefield.

"Defensive retreat!" Lin Yingsu ordered.

The army slowly retreated, and the Missouri army slowly approached.

A Missy* sat on the horse, "The thirteenth and fifteenth army soldiers cut off the two commanding heights in two ways!"

"Yes!" Two major generals took orders.

"The rest of the people march slowly, waiting for the reinforcements to come and hang the other party!" * said coldly.

At this time, the strength of the two armies is almost the same, and neither side is willing to launch an attack first.

Missiri's * coldly looked at the other party's 96th Army did not dare to retreat quickly. If the other party was eager to escape, then they would be in chaos. At that time, they were just a group of poor bandits!

The General Command of Missiri.

"Marshal! Go to war! Long Tengjun lifted a stone and hit himself in the foot! This time we can annihilate the whole local army!" A general stood up and said.

"Marshal, don't miss the opportunity!"

"Marshal! I would like to go to war! No regard to military merit, I will avenge the dead fortification troops!" The general who had been blamed by the general shouted with red eyes.

"I'm willing to fight!"

"I'm willing to fight!"

"Marshal! Don't hesitate!"

"Report!" The messenger ran into the conference room and said, "The Magic Research Association has took action!"

Gu Biqi suddenly opened his eyes and said, "You are allowed to fight, and you are not allowed to enter!"

Gubita ordered a* and led 150,000 Missilian soldiers to fight together. Gu Biqi clenched his fists and said, "The Magic Research Association is willing to take action now! It's too late!"

The 96th Army and the Missouri Army are only one miles apart, and they can fight in a blink of an eye!

By this time, Campas had already rode to Lin Yingsu's side.

"The time is just right!" Campas said with a smile, his words were slightly low, but it was difficult to hide the excitement in his eyes. In this battle, the Longteng army paid a small price in exchange for an advantage that could last for a long time.

Lin Yingsu nodded and ordered loudly, "Change the rear defense force to the front force, march quickly, and retreat quickly!"

The 96th Army acted quickly!

The * Missy's face was happy. It seemed that the other party was impatient and shouted, "Go after quickly! Don't let them run away! Two wings cover! Hurry up!"

The order was issued, and the Missil pursuers immediately accelerated their pace and chased forward.

"Hey! These mad dogs!" Campos rode a horse and laughed.

Lin Yingsu also smiled.

Wow! Whew! Hu... Countless stones fell from the sky.

Cry screams came one after another in the pursuit of Missi.

"They all designed it!" The Missy* looked pale and his heart was cold when he saw the soldiers around him fall into a pool of blood.

On the wall, a group of old senior mages came slowly.

The hearts of the Missil soldiers are dripping blood, old man! Hurry up! Take a quick step, and the soldiers of Missil will leave a drop of blood.

This is the respectful urging of the messenger who led the way.

"Damn soldier! In what capacity are you talking to the respected magician? A middle-aged magician shouted loudly.

The elderly magician beside him is very satisfied. The magician is respected everywhere. How can he get the guidance of an ordinary messenger and let everyone walk a little faster? Can his old bone walk quickly?

The messenger's face is pale, touch it! With a sound, he knelt on the ground and said, "The villains have been offended. Please help our comrades-in-arms. They are all good men in Missil!"

The man had gold under his knees, and the messenger grasped his military trousers tightly with both hands. He was very sad, but he also regretted his reckless words. These magicians could exert their attack power earlier, and their comrades-in-arms could get strong assistance earlier.

"Awu! Get up! Don't kneel for them!" A soldier roared, when did Missile's soldiers suffer such humiliation?

"Awu, get up, don't be ashamed!"

"Awu..."

The messenger named Awu roared in a low voice, "Shut up!"

Then he kowtowed heavily to the magicians, "Big adults, please take action!"

The magicians couldn't help but be moved and didn't answer. They came a little faster and came to the front of the wall.

"Longteng's army ran away?" Awu looked into the distance and his heart was dripping blood. They took away the lives of tens of thousands of brothers. How could they escape like this?

The old magician sighed. Such a distance does not help. He wants to attack them unless he uses advanced magic, but the casting of advanced magic requires spells. When they complete the magic, the Longteng army has long been out of the attack range.

"The distance is too far! There's nothing we can do!" The old mage said lonelyly.

"What? Is there nothing you can do? What is powerlessness? Aren't you noble magicians?" Awu asked with a distorted face.

This tone once again displeased the middle-aged magician, "What do you mean? All the adults have tried their best! What else do you want?"

"How's it going?" Wu came forward and grabbed the middle-aged magician's collar, "They swaggered away like this! Even if you come a minute earlier, it can't be like this!"

"The messenger! Pay attention to your identity. Are you talking to the magician? Get your dirty hands away!" The middle-aged magician shouted loudly.

"Dirty hands?" Wu looked at the blood stains on his hands had dried up, which was the blood of one of his good friends. He was fighting in such an unknown way. A shovel and a shot of blood knocked down three dragon soldiers alive.

"Bastard! I'll kill you!" Wu waved his fist and hit the middle-aged magician in the face.

The fragile body of the middle-aged magician could not open the other party's bondage at all and was punched to the ground by the messenger.

Puff! Two bloody teeth spit out! Damn bastard! The middle-aged magician covered his red and swollen face and looked fiercely at the evil messenger.

Puff! With a soft sound, an ice arrow pierced Awu's throat!

"Damn bastard! This is the end of your insult to the magician!" The middle-aged magician struggled to stand up.

"Awu!"

"Awu!"

The surrounding soldiers are pouring in!

"What's the matter? Go back to your position!" A captain found the dispute here and hurriedly stopped, but the obedient soldiers did not seem to hear their orders.

"Damn it! What are you doing?" The captain shouted again.

Several soldiers made way and looked at their captain with red eyes. A soldier shouted, "Captain! A Wu was killed!"

The captain's mind was slightly shocked. A Wu died, and the fast-running A Wu died. How could this damn messenger die? He secretly bought a bottle of wine for him yesterday!

The yellow fighting spirit suddenly came out! The captain fell into anger!

"Captain! That's him! This damn magician killed A Wu!" A soldier pointed his hand at a middle-aged magician.

The captain saw that among more than 20 magicians, a middle-aged magician looked embarrassed and his eyes flashed.

The captain collected his fighting spirit and looked at the other party, as if looking at a corpse, and shouted, "Go back to their posts!"