Chapter 1605 Every one is the God of War of the Qin Dynasty

At this time, Li Chen felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

Facing the people around him who had left the Crescent Pass in order to protect him, they all went to death one after another. Li Chen finally asked himself a question. Is his decision really right?

Just when Li Chen doubted himself...

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The dense sound of horse hooves came with the sound of killing sounds.

The sound came from the rear, in the east gate.

A burly figure, riding a horse and carrying hundreds of remaining soldiers, rushed over.

Li Chen looked up and it was Wang Dazhao!

At this moment, Wang Dazhao had lost an arm. He didn't even bandage it. He just tied it up with clothes he got from a corpse. He was covered with wounds and blood. Although he was extremely embarrassed, his aura was like a demon and a god.

The hundreds of remaining soldiers behind him were injured, and even the lightest ones were carrying several deep bone-deep injuries.

Such a team is in extreme embarrassment.

But the tragic situation on them is the boiling evil spirit on their bodies.

There are only a hundred people, but they have a powerful momentum that is unstoppable to thousands of troops.

Li Chen knew at a glance that Wang Dazhao actually rushed to the east gate with these soldiers to the south gate.

"Your Highness!!!"

When Wang Dazhao saw Li Chen, he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. He stopped and shouted with all his strength: "Your Highness, you go, here, we are here!"

No dismounting, no salute, no mountain calling.

But just say, "You go, we are here. Wang Dazhao and the more than a hundred remaining soldiers around him are the most loyal military souls of the Great Qin Empire at this moment.

God knows how many lives they have experienced from Dongmen to kill here, but they have arrived.

Their purpose of coming here seemed to be not to escape from the South Gate, but to cover Li Chen's last journey.

Without waiting for Li Chen to reply, Wang Dazhao roared to the sky: "Everyone has it! Fight to the death!"

"Fight to the death!!!"

Every soldier was dressed in rags and covered with blood, and could no longer see his appearance or his original appearance.

But they all used their strength to roar and roar, making a tingling battle cry.

A death-death battle is a cry to put it to death.

A death battle is the eternal inheritance of the soul of the Great Qin army.

A death-death battle is the best proof that the Crescent Pass can stand for decades and resist the Liao army's inability to move south.

Li Chen's heart trembled.

For the first time, he felt his insignificance and humility.

Those so-called court struggles and so-called political games are as small as fireflies in front of these military souls.

Xu Wei and Chen Tong pulled Li Chen away.

Li Chen's eyes were filled with tears, and he gave a deep bow to Wang Dazhao's direction in the last moment.

In the crowd, Wang Dazhao saw this scene and smiled on his honest and rough face, and then laughed loudly.

The laughter is heroic and soars into the sky.

"Your Highness, the wine from the City Lord's Mansion that night was the best wine I have ever drunk in my life!"

"In the next life, I'll give me another bowl!"

After Wang Dazhao finished roaring, he grabbed the blood-stained clothes tied on his broken arm and held them in his mouth. He roared like thunder in his throat. He slapped his horse and charged towards the Liao army cavalry camp.

Behind him were a hundred and ten remnants.

Each one was seriously injured.

But each one is the God of War of the Qin Dynasty.
Chapter completed!