Jing Ao climbed up and rushed into the hut. When he saw Xiang Ye lying on the straw, he opened his eyes. He shouted happily: "Xiang Ye. You are awake."

Xiang Ye turned his head and smiled slightly at Jing Ao. He said weakly: "And I can't die."

"There are several tents at the foot of the mountain." Seeing Xiang Ye awakening, Jing Ao sighed relieved and squatted beside him and said, "I suspect they are those people from Wu Yue Sword Tomb. What should we do."

Xiang Ye looked at the roof of the thatched hut. After a while, he said, "Let's go down the mountain and face them. Before leaving, set a fire. Go to the mountainside to find a place to hide. Don't fight them."

After saying this, Xiang Ye coughed violently. Han Xian hurriedly stepped forward and held up his back and whispered: "General. You are seriously injured. Please speak less."

Xiang Ye closed his eyes and nodded with difficulty. He lay back on the straw.

"Mr. Han. Now the people of Jianzhong are at the foot of the mountain. If they come up to the mountain, it is probably impossible to resist with my own strength. If you keep you, I may be harmed by their evil hands. Why don't you go down the mountain with us? You are here. In the future, General Xiang will fight. If someone is injured, there will be a doctor with a skilled hand next to you." After Xiang Ye lay down, Jing Ao looked at Han Xian squatting aside, and tried hard to persuade him to follow him down the mountain.

Han Xian pondered for a while, and finally nodded and said helplessly: "Okay. But if I go to the army, how should I deal with my little children?"

"The Great Chu has 100,000 troops. There are still a few people who take care of the children." Jing Ao smiled at Han Xian and said, "I originally didn't want to return with General Xiang. But from the moment he sacrificed his life to save him. I made up my mind to fight with him throughout my life. Because I owe him a life."

Han Xian shook his head and smiled bitterly and said, "I'm not right. Forget it. If you don't repay your kindness, you'll be the world. Why not take advantage of the darkness and let's burn the house and go on the road."

The two of them did what they said. Jing Ao asked Han Xian to lead Chi Ji to take Xiang Ye and his little children down the mountain first. He himself stayed on the mountain. He waited until the figures of the few people completely disappeared into the darkness. A fire broke out in his arms.

The fire broke out and cracked a few times. Jing Ao twisted a bunch of dry grass in his hand and threw it towards the top of the thatched house.

After the burning dead grass fell on the roof of the house, the dead grass on the roof was quickly lit up. The fire followed the wind and soon became "huh" ignited.

At the foot of the mountain, a swordsman saw a fire on the hillside and hurriedly ran towards the tent in the middle.

The swordsman broke into the tent. Xin Ling was sitting in the tent with his eyes closed and looked like he was in a state of meditation.

"Xin Ling. Nothing." After entering the tent, the swordsman shouted to Xin Ling: "A fire lit up on the mountainside. I'm afraid Xiang Ye lit the house and wanted to escape."

"What." When Xin Ling heard that a fire was lit up on the mountainside, he quickly stood up and stared at the swordsman and asked, "You can see clearly. Is the one that lights up on the mountainside?"

"It should be good from the location." The swordsman nodded and said in a panic look: "What should we do? Should we go up the mountain and take a look?"

Xin Ling stepped over the low table in front of him and ran out of the tent. While running, he shouted to the swordsman: "Go and notify Xin Hao. Let him come over quickly. Two people stayed here to guard the tent and horses. Others People followed me up the mountain."

Not to mention Xin Ling and others climbing towards the mountainside, only Han Xian led Xiang Ye and his little children to walk down the mountain, one deep and one shallow on the hillside.

He did not dare to walk the road that was up the mountain. He had to choose some soil slopes that had no road but were slightly smoother and walked slowly down the mountain.

Chiji is indeed different from ordinary horses. It seems that it knows that its owner is in danger. It doesn't even sniff along the way.

After setting the fire, Jing Ao hurriedly ran down the mountain. However, he did not run down the mountain in front. Instead, he walked around the hut and deliberately stepped on the ground a few times and ran towards the back of the mountain behind the house. Go on.

After running three or four hundred steps, he roughly measured the direction and turned his head and rushed towards Han Xian and others down the mountain.

After running for half a stick of incense, Jing Ao saw a fiery red figure in the forest from afar. Except for Xiang Ye's red horse, no horse had such bright fur. He quickly rushed towards the fiery red figure. past.

Han Xian held the horse and looked left and right, walking down the mountain. When he saw someone suddenly rushing out of the side, his legs were so scared that he almost fell to the ground.

His two children were more calm. Perhaps these two children were newborn calfs and were not afraid of tigers. When they saw the figure rushing over, they were not as panicked as Han Xian. Instead, they opened their eyes wide and looked at the black shadow. Go past.

"Dad. That's Uncle Jing." When Jing Ao rushed to more than ten steps away from them, the little boy pointed at him and whispered to Han Xian.

Han Xian sighed. When Jing Ao arrived in front of him, he leaned over to Jing Ao and asked in a low voice: "It's almost at the foot of the mountain. What should we do?"

Jing Ao looked at the tent at the foot of the mountain through the woods and said, "Get a horse. I think most of them should have gone up the mountain. Those who stayed at the foot of the mountain would not be good at it. I'll kill them. We took the horses and rushed towards Pengcheng."

Han Xian nodded. He is not an expert in killing people. If he wants to save people, he can be considered the best doctor. But if he kills people, although he has a lot of theoretical knowledge, he will never have the courage. And determination to start.

Jing Ao hugged and rushed down the mountain. Although his speed was very fast, his steps were very light. He only made a rustling sound when he stepped on the dead leaves. After he jumped out, Han Xianqian Walking slowly behind the horse.

In a tent at the foot of the mountain, two sword tomb swordsmen sat facing each other. There was a wine bag in front of them. The two swordsmen boasted loudly about what big things they had done after leaving the sword tomb. He handed a sip of the wine in his wine bag.

Jing Ao heard the sound of talking from the tent from afar. He tiptoed to the tent where someone was talking. When he was about to reach the edge of the tent, he leaned over the fire inside. He saw two figures of shadows.

The door of the tent was open in the direction facing the hillside. When he was only four or five steps away from the tent, he suddenly jumped up and rushed towards the tent. He lifted the curtain, swung his sword and looked towards his back. He chopped his swordsman on the neck of his sword tomb.

The two swordsmen who were talking were not wary of someone coming in suddenly. When the swordsmen facing the curtain saw Jing Ao rushing in, their eyes were round. Before he could react, what was going on. The companion sitting opposite him was sitting He was knocked over by Jing Ao who had just rushed in.

The swordsman sitting at the door was about to shout loudly. Jing Ao flipped the sword in his hand and stabbed forward violently.

The sword stabbed very fiercely and accurately. It stabbed into the swordsman's mouth. The long sword pierced from the swordsman's mouth and penetrated from the back of his head. The swordsman just let out a "hoho" from his throat. With a few sounds, my body tilted to the ground.

Jing Ao put the long sword on the two swordsmen who were lying on the ground and wiped it. He turned around and walked out of the tent and waved to Linzi.

Han Xian, who was hiding in the forest, saw Jing Ao wave to him and hurriedly walked out with his horse.

Jing Ao untied a horse tied to a tree stump and said to Han Xian: "You ride this with your two children. I ride this horse with General Xiang. That horse is too strong. I'm afraid you can't surrender."

Han Xian responded and carried the two children to the back of the horse that Jing Ao was holding. He took the reins and turned over and jumped up.

Jing Ao hugged Xiang Ye, who was lying on Chiji's body, off the horse. He helped him up and let him sit with his arms around the horse's neck. He pressed his hands on the horse's back and jumped upwards onto the horse's back.

After getting on the horse, Jing Ao pulled Xiang Ye's body and let him lean in his arms. He shook the reins and let out a "drive". After the Chiji spread his four hooves and rushed forward.

After Chiji rushed out, Han Xian also quickly rode his horse and rushed towards Pengcheng.

On the hillside, Xin Ling looked at the burning hut, frowned and said to the swordsmen behind him, "Come on. Go down the mountain. They have already escaped."

"Will they escape from the back mountain?" Xin Hao stood behind Xin Ling and asked in a low voice.

Xin Ling shook his head and said confidently: "No. If I were Xiang Ye, I would definitely choose the most dangerous front. He probably also expected that we would chase the mountain behind. Look at the few behind the house. Footprints. If they didn't deliberately leave those footprints, I'm afraid I wouldn't have suspected that they were descending from the front. Leaving those footprints was nothing more than trying to conceal the real direction. Haha. Xiang Ye, Xiang Ye. You are so smart that you are actually playing such a petty mind in front of me.”

Speaking of this, Xin Ling did not delay at all. He quickly led the swordsmen of the sword tomb to return to the bottom of the mountain. The mountain was quiet. If Xiang Ye and others had already arrived at the bottom of the mountain, the two people they left behind should have been completely Only by being able to block the first block is the only way to block the first block.

Xin Ling had all the mechanisms, but he did not count that Jing Ao was quick to kill the two left-behind sword tomb swordsmen. He did not give the other party any chance to react.

When a group of people rushed down the mountain, they were shocked to find that there was one less horse tied to the stump. In the tent where the two left behind were staying, a faint smell of blood was revealed.

The scene in front of him shocked Xin Ling. Under the dim oil lamp, two swordsmen of the sword tomb were lying horizontally on the ground. The white clothes on their bodies were stained with blood.

A swordsman's neck was cut off and half pulled. His head and neck were just connected with a sliver of skin. The bone tissue and trachea of ​​the neck were clearly visible and the incision of the esophagus was already a little dark. It was obvious that he had died for a while. It's right.
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