"Hurry up!" Chen Yu bellowed, urging Gu Chen and the other three to quickly leave.
Especially Gu Chen, born with a martial body, was almost destined to become a commander, or even a defender. Chen Yu absolutely did not want Gu Chen to die here.
Today, Chen Yu had made up his mind; he would not leave. So many of his men had died; how could he possibly flee alone?
He was determined that even if he were to die, he would take everyone here with him in burial, which is why he wanted Gu Chen to leave quickly.
Seeing that Gu Chen stood still without any intention to leave, Chen Yu shouted, "Xu Qing, take them and go!"
"My lord!"
Xu Qing's eyes brimmed with hot tears, standing in place, unwilling to move his feet.
"This is an order. I want you to take them and go!" Chen Yu roared, rarely so anxious.
"Xu Qing, take them and hurry!" Cui Yu and Deng Zi An also urged in succession.