Steps were scattered across the ground, splashing dust. Countless people walked forward in an orderly manner as the generals shouted, and when the shouts of killing came from behind were coming like tides, on the side of the crowd ahead, there were cavalry escorting all the way back and intercepted the troops chasing Jizhou.

This is exactly the team of Gongsun Zhi and his team who were heading west to enter Wuruan Pass and walked to Taihang. The Youyan infantry, Heishan cavalry, and Jizhou surrendered soldiers were counted as no more than 15,000. Especially the surrendered strokes. During the large team's retreat, many escaped and escaped. Some of them wanted to escape and were chased by Heishan cavalry and killed in the wilderness.

Even so, the cavalry's deterrence was limited after all, and it could not prevent large-scale surrendered soldiers from escaping or dying. As Yuan Shao's troops began to catch up, there were fighting almost every day on the way to retreat. The fighting was the most intense a few days ago. Even Gongsun Zhi rushed into the battle to fight with others. In the next few days, the pursuit and offensive of the Jizhou army gradually turned into alternating attacks, wanting to peck at the exhausted remnants of soldiers.

The whole journey from Yijing to Wuruan Pass was nearly four or five hundred miles. During the long journey, even though Yuan Shao was mostly infantrymen, they did not dare to stop at will.

Amid countless noises, the group of people rushing to chase after the rear was also resisting stubbornly. The generals from the Youbeiping who were listed were originally a general who had been through a long battle formation under Gongsun Zan. They have experienced many such formations. When they noticed Yuan Shao's alternating offensive, they reminded the new lord at the moment. Then they put on armor and spear and took the initiative to break the rear, and adopted a close defensive formation and fought and walked. Occasionally, they would station troops to defend, and then left and chase the brigade. They even persisted for nearly half a month.

He personally brought the stone arrows and was also in trouble. Gongsun Zhi asked someone to come over to replace him. Dan Jing drove the person away and pulled his sword around his neck: "If you can't let the young master and all the soldiers go back to Youzhou, and you are ashamed of your lord, you might as well stop your body and send someone to you."

With upright and fierce words, the Youyan infantrymen who were only more than a thousand people were left around him burst into echoes.

Gongsun Zhi naturally stopped dissuading him and arranged for Zou Dan and Dian Wei to always prepare to respond to them. In the evening of that day, the Jizhou army's friction-consuming offensive was fought in the west and gradually retreated.

Night follows.

The night breeze in late autumn is slightly cold, and the outline of the mountain is dim. Near the foot of the mountain, the stream is covered with calluses, and the hand that is slightly wounded is picked up and drunk into his mouth. The tired and shaking soldiers stand up, and the surroundings are full of figures as tired as him. They either drink water or lean against the stones, and hurry up to rest under the tree body. The smell of blood and the smell of herbs spread faintly in the air.

With the rustling footsteps, a soldier fell down after walking a few steps. The companion behind rushed up to support him and roared: "Come on, come on, stop the bleeding from him."

With an anxious and hoarse growling, the fallen figure was dragged down under the tree. The soldiers responsible for handling the wounds rushed up. However, soon, heart-wrenching crying came from the other side.

After all, there are not many such sounds in the team of more than 10,000 people. Occasionally, it sounds like a night fox neighing. In the dark mountains and fields, in the higher terrain here, people are walking alone with the outline of the war horse. After a moment, they sit down on a stone, roll up the torn brocade on their belly, and bandage the wound.

There were more or less wounds on the abdomen, arms, and shoulders of the figure. Some areas covered with armor leaves were also cut into depressions or white marks were wiped out. In the first few fierce pursuits, he led the team to rush twice. He was inevitably injured by cold guns and hidden arrows in the fight. He was as powerful as Dian Wei. After the war, he realized that his back, thighs, and arms were torn to pieces by swords and guns.

It was a minor injury for the giant man, but it was painful for Gongsun Zhi, which almost made him faint on the horse's back and survived several times.

The bitter grass roots chewed in the mouth, and the pain in the wound made him tremble slightly. Half a month ago, the Youyan infantry in the city of Yijing was showing signs of mourning soldiers, which was no longer something he could stop. Forcibly intercepting them would only become the target of the attack. Although they were reckless, Gongsun Zhi did not regret it, because only in this way could he win the hearts of these powerful soldiers.

Click

Behind him, the crisp sound of the branches stomping. When he looked sideways, a white figure came over and inserted the gentian that had countless blood-drinking sucked on the ground and sat down next to him.

The two were silent for a while.

"Chief, there are still two or three hundred miles away from Wuruan Pass. The brothers can't hold on anymore. This is not a good way to continue." Zhao Yun whispered in a low voice.

Gongsun Zhi looked down at the wounded, and there were many figures bandaging the injured. The soldiers who often experienced the battle formation had some experience in treating the wounds and knew how to stop bleeding quickly, but it was just a little painful. After sitting for a while, when a scream came, he looked at the general next to him: "Then what good will you do?"

"No, if the Yu Du army who went to sneak attack Yecheng returned to the rescue, let's not say anything." Zhao Yun thought for a moment, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"But I have it." Gongsun Zhi lowered his head and bit the bandaged cloth scarf tightly. When his eyes raised, his voice was low: "Are there Gao Lan and Gao Huai and the others?"

"Hmm?" The young general was a little surprised: "Aren't the leader going to surrender the two?"

Gongsun Zhi patted the other party's shoulder, pulled the wound when he got up, took a breath of pain, and laughed again: "If Yuan Shao died, it would be fine to accept the two of them, but Yuan Shao is still alive and his power is growing stronger. Even if these two people's eyes are declining, they are just saving their lives. If they really go to the battlefield, do you think they will fight back? Instead of doing this, it is better to use it."

His eyes were lowered and he stayed on the two bound figures.

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To the southwest, a large army was crossing mountains and ridges, with its paces being brisk and light. The rugged ground at the foot of the mountain was quite relaxed for this group. Occasionally, someone came to the leader of the team and whispered malicious words.

"Captain Yu, why do we have to go back thousands of miles and do something thankless? We might as well take everyone to occupy the mountain and become king again, and live an unrestrained life. Why do we have to be a dog for others and listen to others' orders?"

"What are you, a thief," beside him, Zuo Wangzhai stepped forward and whispered: "The thief will not change his nature. Damn it, believe it or not, I will kill you now."

The speaker was named Zuo Xue, and even forgot his real name. He laughed and waved his hand: "This is just a casual conversation between brothers. If the leader wants to do so, let's leave. I believe that the brothers will follow you."

"Oh, then where do you want to go?"

By the ignited bonfire, Yu Du grinded his blade and looked over with a gloomy face: "If it's a good idea, I'll let you be the third brother."

"Hongnong, let's take people to join forces with Zhang Baiqi. At that time, we may not even eat him. We will have tens of thousands of people in our hands. Based on the dangerous mountains, wouldn't it be better to be in the mountains?" The Zuo Zheng leaned over and squatted beside him and gestured with his hands: "The leader of the country would be much more powerful than now. He would not say that the court would send officials to do what we are doing when we see that we are powerful."

"Then we hundreds of thousands of people in Black Mountain don't want it?" Yu Du raised his knife and pointed his finger at the tip of the head. "Do you know that since General Zhang's death, I have thought a lot, and finally I understand that the various princes outside are more cruel than our people in the mountains. Do you want me to die, right?"

Zuo Jiao's smile froze and waved his hands repeatedly: "I never thought about it." In the panic-shaking vision, the flames reflected the figure and raised his arm.

He got up from the ground and turned to run away. The blade had already slashed on his back. Blood light splattered, and the body was pounced on the fire. The light was shaking clearly. The Black Mountain infantry who heard the sound around looked over here. Yu Du's face was covered with blood, and his eyes were filled with haze: "Everyone has finally escaped from the bandits. If anyone wants to be a bandit again, don't blame Yu for not being merciless."

Someone in the figure lowered his head and dared not speak. On the other side, the voice spoke again: "Everyone is ready to go all night to go to Wuruan Pass to meet with the great leader, get up!"

In the mountains and fields, shadows rose up, picked up weapons and gathered again by Yu Du. They crossed the foothills and rushed to Wuruan Pass in their mouths.
Chapter completed!