Faced with a situation where the defeat is decided, it will be futile to persist in fighting hard, and it will only lose the lives of one of the few children under your command.

Yan Xing rode his horse into the front line with crisscrossing dogs and teeth, and recognized his own troops at a glance. The Han army's crossbows were fierce, and the cavalry of the coalition had no way to detour due to terrain restrictions. They could only rush forward by infantry formations, and the cavalry looked for opportunities to rush through the gaps. This repeated rushing and tug-of-warning tactic can maintain horsepower to the greatest extent, but the result was that the infantry that was in front was seriously injured.

Now his troops in the three tunds on the left, center and right were broken, and the troops in the Houtun had already collapsed, and only the cavalry in the Qiantun in Ganling were barely organized. Looking at his clan members, his troops died tragically under the arrows and spears of the Han army, Yan Xing felt like he was cut off, but he knew that he was not indecisive at the moment and was in love with his children. He went up and grabbed Yan Shun's armor, who had become a little crazy because of the long-term fighting, and said in a low voice:

"Calm down, the army in the middle has collapsed, and our rear has been cut off by the Han army. While the people's hearts have not yet dispersed, quickly summon the remaining troops and follow me."

Seeing that Yan Shun was a little red and his eyes were so angry that he couldn't turn his head, Yan Xing couldn't take much care of it in a hurry, and slapped him twice in the face, and finally woke up Yan Shun who could not react.

Yan Shun, who woke up, heard that the overall situation was incomplete and his retreat was cut off, and he was shocked and sweated. He was too busy to nod his head like a chicken pecking at rice, and then ran to gather the people scattered all over the front line. It took another moment to finally gather the remaining nearly 300 people and gathered to Yan Xing. Looking at the wounded and tired-looking troops, Yan Xing felt sad. This time he was afraid that he would pay most of the troops in his family here.

Fortunately, Yan Xing's soldiers were much stronger than other families. When attacking, they took turns to fight and covered each other, instead of rushing forward. Although most of the losses are now, at least they are not as chaotic as other people and are on the verge of collapse. He knew that his behavior had attracted many people's attention, and he could not stay here for a while now. He glanced at his own team and immediately said:

"Follow me quickly!"

Just as he ran a few steps, Yan Xing suddenly stopped again, but he scared Yan Shun behind him and asked unsure:

"What's wrong?"

"Send a quick-witted subordinate to tell the people of the Zhao family quickly and let Zhao Hong retreat quickly!"

Escape is important now, so Yan Xing naturally cannot stay for a while. When Zhao Hong, the brother of righteousness, escaped, he must be responsible for his own troops. These nearly 300 lives cannot be lost here because of his indecisiveness. But when he just took a step, he thought of the scene in his heart that the three of them swore to the snow on the hillside that day...

"Today, we will meet our lives and reach the sky, and we will become brothers of different surnames."

"I, Li Pian and Li Boju!"

"I, Yan Xing, Yan Yanming!"

"I, Zhao Hong, Zhao Ziyu!"

"I wish to make brotherly friendship, share weal and woe, and entrust life and death together!"

"The Emperor and the Queen of Heaven have really learned from each other. Those who violate this oath will be punished by both humans and gods!"

Although the three of them made mutual promises to avoid the leak of the messenger and were involved in the battle between the senior coalition forces for no reason, people now believe in ghosts and gods and make promises. At the moment of crisis, Yan Xing inexplicably emerged in his heart. Could it be that everything is full of magical insights?

So Yan Xing would rather lose one more man than say hello to Zhao Hong in times of danger, which would only increase his uneasiness. Seeing Yan Shun hesitating, he seemed to be still struggling to send someone to do this dangerous thing. Yan Xing changed his color angrily, and called out the name of a personal guard loudly, and hurriedly sent him out. Seeing the figure of the personal guard disappearing in the chaos, Yan Xing was stunned for a moment.

His eyes were distracted, and he seemed to see Li Pian, who was in Han Sui's army, hesitated for a moment, looked at the direction of the left wing of the coalition forces, and his face was silent. Then he gritted his teeth, turned around, and no longer looked back, and left the horse.

In troubled times, it is not easy to be in troubled times. Who would worry about the deadly common things such as grace and promises?

Yan Xing shook his head, calmed his mind, and threw away all the random thoughts in his heart. He urged the people and hurriedly rushed through the chaotic crowd, and rushed towards the reeds on the side of the mudflat. The Qiantun cavalry in Ganling had been retaining their strength, and now there are about seventy cavalry left, and they have left the brigade privately and are waiting here.

As soon as the two sides converged, Yan Xing made a quick decision to let all the cavalry dismount and ordered the infantry to advance in front. The cavalry led the horses behind him. When his life was at stake, everyone's movements were much quicker, and other useless things were discarded everywhere, and hurriedly stepped into the mudflat in front of him.

As the reeds fluctuated and rustled, Yan Xing led the remaining troops of nearly 300 people to advance through the mud at an extremely fast speed, and in a moment it was submerged in the reed marsh.

Not long after Yan Xing brought his men to the mudflat, the sound of horse hooves from the mountains and the ground was heard behind them. Then countless people shouted, "The thief is dead." Then there were the sound of deafening sounds of golden drums, the chaotic sound of horse hooves, the wail of horses, and the cry of the dead and wounded soldiers intertwined, resounding throughout the battlefield and around the periphery.

Knowing that the left wing had collapsed, Yan Xing's face tightened and he urged everyone to speed up his pace again. Although the Han army's cavalry could not step into the mudflat to chase them, and the Han army infantry would not be so stupid as to run into the reed marsh that was unknown to the depth of the reeds to harvest people's heads, Yan Xing was still worried that his small team would attract attention. After all, although their power was small, it was a drop in the ocean on the entire battlefield. It was easy to hide and mean that once the Han army was discovered, it would be a disaster immediately.

He stepped on soft soil and mud under his feet, and some insects appeared from time to time in the reeds to disturb him, but in the eyes of the people hiding in the reeds, this place was simply a paradise for refuge. Ma Lin led a group of people with long swords to split the reeds in front, scaring away insects and snakes and opening up the road, and the others followed closely.

In order to prevent the Han army from being discovered by the pursuers and also avoiding the pursuers attracted by deserters who fled into the mudflats and river reeds, Yan Xing and the others are now constantly going deeper into the reed marsh. The mud is getting deeper and deeper, and some places are no longer at the calf position, and the horses behind are even more troublesome to move forward. Some horses unfortunately fall into the mud, and their owners can only give up. The deeper the people go, the harder they can distinguish the direction. They can only estimate the direction they originally entered and then accelerate the escape from the battlefield.

The reed blocks the road and there is no future. This situation is like the prospect of this small group of people. The future is confusing. I dare to ask where is the road of the hero?
Chapter completed!