The fighter plane Zhu Ling chose was early morning.

He set out at dawn and led three thousand county soldiers to quietly approach the foot of the gentle slope outside Minle Village.

"Zhu Gaoxu is in the village ahead?" He sat on his horse and confirmed to his adjutant for the last time.

"It's true." The adjutant waved his fist excitedly and said, "Look at the village without a single light. They must have been digging for treasure all day, and they are still asleep."

Zhu Ling whispered, "No one else knows about our troop deployment, right?"

The adjutant lowered his voice and said, "Don't worry, let alone outsiders. Even these soldiers don't know where they are going before setting off. I guarantee that no one will come to take credit from you."

Zhu Ling showed a knowing smile, obviously having imagined the wonderful scene of capturing the traitor Zhu Gaoxu alive, and then taking the sheep and taking away the treasure to take all the credit.

He raised his riding crop and gave the order, "Attack!"

The cavalry soldiers in the first row clamped down on the horses' bellies, and dozens of horses immediately ran out, followed by the soldiers in the second row, then the third row, and the fourth row.

Hundreds of war horses galloped on the gentle slopes of the wide river, making thunderous hooves.

Qian Hu, who was in charge of commanding the infantry, raised his saber high, and a thousand infantrymen shouted in unison, raised their spears, quickly followed the cavalry, and charged towards Minle Village.

When the first row of cavalry sprinted to a distance of twenty feet from the top of the slope, they suddenly heard the sound of drums in the village, and hundreds of black box-shaped chariots rushed down from the top of the slope.

These box-shaped chariots are not big, but they are powerful and heavy. They are connected to each other with iron chains and slide down the gentle slope in rows. A war horse was unable to dodge and was directly hit by the chariot and broke its front leg.

, fell to the ground with a long hiss.

The chariots rushed faster and faster, and the hundreds of cavalrymen in the first echelon at the front were either knocked over and fell to the ground, or their horses' legs were tripped by iron chains.

The cavalrymen of the second echelon following behind saw that the situation was not good, and quickly turned their horses' heads to retreat. However, they got mixed up with the cavalrymen of the third echelon who were pressing up.

Zhu Gaoxu led the 700 cavalrymen who were cleaning up and appeared on the top of the slope. He unsheathed the blue dragon sword in his hand, pointed at Zhu Ling down the slope and said, "Whether you are going back alive depends on this battle!"

After saying that, he pulled the reins and rushed down the gentle slope like an arrow. Seeing that the leader was leading the charge, the soldiers all fought bravely to be first and rushed towards Zhu Ling's county soldiers like a tide.

There were machine-made chariots in front of them to clear the way, and it was an absolute advantage to fight against high slopes and low slopes. Zhu Gaoxu's well-trained elite cavalry was like a sharp knife inserted into the battle formation of Ganzhou County soldiers, beating the county soldiers everywhere with overwhelming force.

Collapse.

Seeing this, thousands of infantrymen quickly ordered the soldiers to put up their strong shields and prepare for the frontal attack of Zhu Gaoxu's cavalry.

As long as he can hold off for a while and the cavalry on the slope regroups, they will still be able to fight.

However, at this moment, a cry of killing was heard from the side, and Lan Qiao led three hundred cavalry to outflank them from the side.

Just in time for Qi Sheng, this was the cavalry tactics that King Zhu Di of Yan was best at on the battlefield.

The infantry's shield formation could only block the impact from one direction. Lanqiao's cavalry rushed from the side and were immediately smashed to pieces, with wailing sounds echoing all over the river.

Some of Zhu Ling's county soldiers were knocked away by chariots, some were trampled to death by other war horses, some fell to the ground and were crushed by chariots, and some fled downhill or even jumped into the river. They were full of fighting spirit.

None, completely in a state of collapse.

At this point, he finally knew that it would be difficult to reverse the defeat, so he sighed reluctantly, turned his horse and left.

Zhu Gaoxu saw him escaping at a glance and said in a loud voice, "Your county magistrate has escaped! Anyone who works for him is blocking the scapegoat!"

When the county soldiers saw their commander running away, they were even more unbearable. They fled in all directions like a pile of scattered sand and were completely defeated.

Zhu Gaoxu just pretended to pursue, and then signaled the soldiers to come back in formation. They tied the wheeled treasure box behind the horse with a long pole and cable, pulled the treasure box like a trailer, and drove away.

The crowd turned from Heihe River to Shandan River, heading east, and finally left Ganzhou County at dusk.

Zhu Gaoxu stopped his horse, looked back, breathed a long sigh of relief and said, "I'm not chasing you."

"Zhu Ling suffered a big blow this time, but he could only break his teeth and swallow it." Lan Feng said with a smile, "He dare not make it public. If others find out, he will definitely be impeached, and he, the county magistrate, will definitely be impeached."

Done."

"It's strange that he wants to monopolize this power." Zhu Gaoxu also relaxed, "If he had notified the officials of several nearby states and counties in advance, we would have to go all the way to Hexi now."

Lan Feng looked at the gurgling Shandan River beside him and suggested, "We might as well rest here for a while so that the soldiers can use some dry food and the horses have enough water and grass. We have to go on the road after dark."

Zhu Gaoxu readily agreed and ordered the soldiers to rest where they were and then dismount.

Ling Yufei came over with the still unconscious Li Zhuer in his arms and said, "I'm here to say goodbye."

Lan Feng glanced at the haggard-looking Li Zhuer, and his mood was indescribably bitter, "Miss Zhuer still can't wake up?"

Ling Yufei was silent for a long time and whispered, "I asked the doctors in Minle Village and they all said that poison entered the brain and there was no cure. If I hadn't sucked out most of the poisonous blood immediately, she would have died long ago."

Zhu Gaoxu thought that Ling Yufei was a talent worth winning over, and he said with a caring look, "Have they said what kind of treatment will be used in the future?"

"We are lucky to be able to maintain the status quo." Ling Yufei's voice was choked with sobs, "As for whether he can wake up, it depends on God's will."

Zhu Gaoxu said enthusiastically, "Brother Ling might as well return to the Central Plains with us and take care of him along the way. When we get to Peking, I will help Brother Ling find the best medical officer."

Although Lan Qiao felt that Zhu Gaoxu's intention was a bit too obvious, he could not think of a better way. He sighed, "If Uncle Xu is still here, I think he will not be helpless."

Bai Xueyin suggested, "I wonder if Mr. Xu has any successors?"

Lan Qiao shook his head, "Uncle Xu has been alone all his life, and has never heard of any official successor." When he said this, Li Jingshu's beautiful face emerged in his heart, and after thinking for a while, he said, "We met in Yueyang.

Xiao Shu, she might..."

"You don't have to worry about my affairs anymore." Ling Yufei interrupted him calmly, "Life or death is determined by fate. No matter whether Zhu'er can wake up or not, whether it's one month, five years or ten years, I will do my best to do my best.

Go and seek medical advice for her."

"But you..." Lan Qiao wanted to say more, and Ling Yufei continued, "After all, this snake is a species from the Qilian Mountains. I want to stay in Hexi for a few more days. If I really can't find a cure, I won't return to the Central Plains."

Late."

Lan Qiao really couldn't think of anything to say to persuade him to stay, so he could only say, "Well, brother Ziyi, please take care of yourself."

"Take care." Ling Yu flew towards Lan Qiao, Lan Feng, Bai Xueyin and Zhu Gaoxu each bowed, picked up Li Zhuer, and walked towards Ganzhou City.

As the sun sets in the west, the fiery red sun sets slowly like a huge wheel. The clear Shandan River reflects a little bit of light, the sky is filled with sunset embroidered with golden edges, and the mountains in the distance are covered in dusk.

Facing the setting sun, Lan Qiao narrowed his eyes, but saw Ling Yufei's backlit figure getting further and further away, and the Night Owl Xiao Hui rushed into the sky like a shadow puppet, melted into a small black dot in the fiery red wheel, and disappeared in an instant.
Chapter completed!