Chapter 3313 Even if I die, I have to take someone with me!
"you--"
Arslan opened his eyes wide, looking at Zhu Chengjun in disbelief. There was only a slight pain in his chest at first, but now it hurt more and more. The severe pain spread from one point in his chest to his whole body. For a moment, he could hardly breathe. He felt like something was tearing him apart from his heart.
At this moment, Zhu Chengjun gritted his teeth and suddenly pulled his hand away from his chest.
A cold and bloody light pierced into Arslan's eyes.
It turned out to be a dagger!
Zhu Chengjun was actually holding a knife in his hand!
Just now, when he was beating Arslan, he took the opportunity to stab the knife into his chest. Arslan didn't care about the little fight of this child and didn't even resist.
When Zhu Chengjun pulled out the knife, a stream of blood suddenly spurted out from Arslan's chest.
“You, you—”
At this moment, Arslan's mind went blank and he even forgot the pain.
However, the people around saw this scene clearly.
Originally, it was Arslan himself who carried Zhu Chengjun into the battlefield, so that everyone could see clearly how the prince of Yan State fell into his hands. This would undermine the morale of the enemy and threaten Zhu Feng.
But what he didn't expect was that what everyone saw was the scene of him being assassinated by Zhu Chengjun.
Zhu Chengjun seemed to be irritated by the blood spraying all over his face and the strong smell of blood. He screamed and stabbed him in the chest several times: "I will kill you! I will kill you!"
Arslan was caught off guard and could only throw him away immediately.
Zhu Chengjun fell heavily to the ground.
However, the sight of blood gushing from Arslan's chest had already caught the eyes of everyone on the battlefield. He clutched his chest and was about to say something, but Sukh beside him was already terrified and rushed forward with his men, "Your Majesty!"
For a moment, no one cared about Zhu Chengjun who fell to the ground.
He still held the knife tightly in his hand, turned over, and crawled to the other side with his butt sticking up.
Zhu Feng had thrown away the long spear in his hand and was still rushing over here. When he suddenly saw this scene, he was a little surprised, but then he understood that this was the key to victory.
So he shouted: "The commander has been killed, why don't you surrender!?"
This roar was like a bolt from the blue, spreading across the entire battlefield in an instant, resounding in everyone's heart, deafening.
In fact, at this time, Arslan was not dead yet.
He hadn't even fallen off his horse when Su He and the others surrounded him. He clutched his chest, blood gushing out through his fingers like a dam bursting, and he was still shouting, "Don't panic, don't panic!"
However, this little bit of voice was completely insufficient to save the situation.
What everyone saw was that he was stabbed several times by the prince of Yan State, that he was stabbed in the chest and blood was gushing out, and that Su He and the others rushed over to surround him, but he could no longer see the scene. Coupled with the other party's shouting, everyone believed it.
This caused chaos in the army of the Neng State.
The situation on the war had just changed, and they had not yet achieved complete victory. Two generals, one Bayin, were killed by two generals of the other side, and Ulihan even died at the hands of the Emperor of Yan. Just when they were a little scared, their King Nanli was assassinated in public by a child on the battlefield!
This blow is devastating.
It was even worse than just now when Zhu Chengjun was dragged to the battlefield to threaten the Yan soldiers.
What’s the point of them winning if their coach is killed?
Chen Zixiao and his companions also hurriedly rode up to catch up. Of course, at this point, there was no way to stop His Majesty the Emperor from continuing to take risks. They could only tightly surround Zhu Feng and continue to rush forward behind him. When they heard Zhu Feng's roar, they immediately reacted. Chen Zixiao turned around, waved his hand, and shouted, "Shout for me!"
Then, all the soldiers of Yan State raised their swords high and shouted—
"The commander has been killed, and you still don't surrender!?"
In fact, the battlefield was not just this small. Some soldiers who were originally far away did not even know what was happening here. However, when they heard the Yan soldiers shouting like this, they had to believe it or not. All the soldiers of the Neng country became shaken. Even some soldiers around the battle circle who were already very tired immediately dropped their weapons and ran away.
The coach was killed, what else can they fight for?
If you don’t run now, you will really not be able to run away later!
As a result, all the soldiers in the outer circle threw away their weapons and armor and retreated. Their retreat also inspired the soldiers in the middle circle who were still hesitant and wanted to find out what was going on. More and more people began to retreat.
When they retreated like this, even the soldiers in front who knew what was happening were shaken.
Even if Arslan hadn't died, so many of the troops had retreated. What could they do if they stayed?
Upon seeing this, Su He knew he could not hold on any longer and immediately waved his hands and shouted, "Protect the king! Retreat! Retreat!"
"no!"
The blood from Arslan's chest hadn't stopped flowing yet. As soon as he opened his mouth, blood spurted out. He gasped for breath and shouted, "We can't retreat!"
Su He said, "My king, if you don't retreat now, we won't be able to defend White Tiger City!"
Arslan struggled to turn his head, only to see the crowd of people around him, all retreating desperately, and right in front of them, Zhu Feng and his men were about to rush to them.
Su He said: "Your Majesty, we have no choice but to retreat!"
As he said this, a red light flashed in the sky again, and then a huge thunder exploded above his head. The rumbling sound shook the wasteland that had been soaked in blood, and also shook the little bit of persistence in Arslan's heart into pieces.
He closed his eyes weakly.
Seeing him like this, Su He immediately understood and hurriedly raised his hand and shouted, "Retreat! Protect the king and retreat!"
Just as they were about to evacuate, Arslan suddenly opened his eyes again. His bloodshot eyes reflected the red lightning that kept flashing in the dark night sky, as if blood was about to spurt out of his eyes.
He stared at Zhu Chengjun, who was curled up in a ball and shivering on the ground not far ahead: "Bring him back to me!"
When Su He heard this, he immediately understood.
If they retreated, they would completely lose the battle. However, if they could capture the prince of Yan State, they would at least have some strength left to compete with the emperor of Yan State.
Even if I die, I have to take someone with me!
So he immediately said: "Quick, catch him!"
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