As Di Yelei carried Zhao Yuanlang forward, dodging left and right, the enemies in front fell in groups.
"What are you all staring at? Let's go!"
Although the other party only spoke one sentence, it made Di Yelei's heart blossom with joy.
He immediately rejoiced: "Old Tang, how come it's you!"
"Now is not the time for reminiscing, you little brat! Do you want to stay and get shot into a hedgehog or what?"
Instead of saying more, Tang Ji fought with the enemies who had closed in again.
"But Old Tang, what will you do?"
Di Yelei became anxious. Enemies surrounded him from all directions. He couldn't tell how many people were there in the night, but even so, escaping was extremely difficult, let alone for Old Tang who was just one person!
"Stop dawdling, retreat!"
Old Tang had just finished dealing with a group of enemies and had barely spoken when a new group of horsemen suddenly charged out from the rear. He quickly engaged in battle again.