Chapter 1912 Can I Win

The sudden change made everyone, including Wang En, unable to react.

Wang En was thrown down by Zhao Xiaoshan before he even had time to resist. However, before Wang En was furious, the sound of a sharp arrow piercing through the air immediately made Wang En's pores stand up.

Too long combat time and too rich combat experience made Wang En understand in an instant that this voice was definitely a sharp arrow that could only be fired by elite players in the Liao army. At the same time, the information represented by this immediately came to his mind.

"Enemy attack!!!"

A shrill shout rang throughout the position, and almost all the soldiers instinctively grabbed their weapons and began to prepare for battle.

At this moment, Wang En also pushed Zhao Xiaoshan away from him. When he saw Zhao Xiaoshan's heart being penetrated by a sharp arrow, Wang En immediately understood.

Zhao Xiaoshan was the first to discover the enemy attack, but it was too late at that time. The Liao army's sharpshooter aimed at him and a sharp arrow came straight for him, so Zhao Xiaoshan blocked the arrow for him.

If it weren't for Zhao Xiaoshan's pounce, he would definitely be the unprepared person who fell down at this time.

"Small Hill!"

Wang En, who was about to break his teeth, grabbed the long arrow that pierced Zhao Xiaoshan's chest and back to prevent the tremor of the arrow from causing greater damage. At this time, he could not directly pull out the arrow, otherwise Zhao Xiaoshan would die on the spot.

Blood was pouring in Zhao Xiaoshan's mouth. He grinned at Wang En with difficulty, and his white teeth were soaked in the blood, which seemed particularly miserable.

"Boss..."

Zhao Xiaoshan raised his hand and tightened Wang En's hand, and said with difficulty: "Actually, I'm not afraid..."

"Don't talk for now."

Wang En said hurriedly: "I'll call the military doctor over immediately..."

"Boss...it's useless. It's not the first day we've been in war. Such injuries are beyond help."

Zhao Xiaoshan's breathing gradually became rapid. He stared at Wang En and asked, "When will it end?"

Wang En said in tears in his eyes and said in a trembling voice: "It will be over soon."

"Then...will we win?" Zhao Xiaoshan seemed to know that he didn't have much time and asked hurriedly.

Wang En bit his cheeks tightly and said with a heavy emphasis: "If you can win, you will definitely win!"

"That's fine."

Zhao Xiaoshan got this answer, as if he was breathing out, let go of his hand holding Wang En. He slowly closed his eyes and said, "I'll sleep for a while, I'm so tired, so tired..."

"Don't sleep! Zhao Xiaoshan! I order you not to sleep!"

Wang En yelled.

But Zhao Xiaoshan's voice was still getting weaker and weaker. He murmured: "For a short while, boss, I saw my elder brother calling me home..."

After Zhao Xiaoshan said this, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then he completely disappeared.

Realizing that Zhao Xiaoshan was dead, Wang En roared in pain, but he did not immerse himself in the sadness for too long. He raised his head suddenly. Wang En picked up a weapon beside him. Looking at the Liao army that was coming like a tide, Wang En roared with blood-red eyes: "I want to kill all of you dog thieves!!!"

It is a pity that Zhao Xiaoshan's death is a disaster, but similar things are constantly being staged between the Liao army and the Qin army. The entire Wolong Mountain seems to be more anxious and intense as the war enters the final stage of winning and losing.
Chapter completed!