The headless corpse was lying quietly on the ground, and the crow stood on it and pecked at the foot. Occasionally, figures came over, flapping their wings and flying up, and the blades were dyed red.

The head was pulled in the hand, and the red blood beads dripped from the broken flesh and blood mountain.

In the vastness of history, no one can predict or grasp what is happening around him. Gongsun Zhi also cannot know who the heads hanging on the branches will be, and what kind of encounters and descendants will be in the future. However, those are no longer important, they are already dead.

"All arrows have been recycled, these Huns are not as good as water... so poor." Gao Sheng pulled a handful of grass and wiped the blood from his palms, then rubbed the leather jacket and flipped it onto the horse's back.

On the other side, Gongsun Zhi turned his horse's head, put his fingers on his lips and snorted, looking out of the valley, then his pupils shrank, and people were holding heads around him. The wolf rider who was cleaning the battlefield was very familiar with such sounds. He threw down the things in his hand, turned over the horse, made a series of sounds, and assembled a formation.

Outside the valley, the sound of horse hooves finally came to this side. It was estimated that there were a thousand cavalrymen, like a conflict, and the generals on the horse's back were medium-sized and strong. Outside the gray robe, they were covered with two basin-like armors, and two beast-faced and long beards were hung on each of them. They were the ones chasing Dong Zhuo.

While galloping fast, the other party naturally saw the corpse on the ground, and the heads hung on the branches. He whipped "thumbs up" and stopped. He raised his bows and arrows on both sides, perhaps feeling the tension of swords. The war horse shook his mane slightly. Xu Rong patted the horse's head and drove the horse away for a few steps. His eyes swept across the head, and then stopped at the black war horse headed opposite, pointing to the whip.

"It's cruel, it's good. You shouldn't be ruthless when dealing with Hu people... But, seeing that you are wearing thieves and bandits, do you think you should reward or suppress them?"

He said, except for occasional crows in the valley, no one could make any noise around him, and the atmosphere suddenly tightened. Gongsun Zhi stared at the general, narrowed his eyes, stretched out his arms and waved it back, and the eight hundred cavalry behind him lowered the bow and arrow in his hand. At this time, Xu Rong on the opposite side laughed, made the same move, and nodded.

"I like you very much. If this leader is willing, he would like to recommend you to the current Grand Tutor and be a lieutenant. It would be better than you whistle the mountains and rivers, and you will not be able to shine your family until you die. How about?"

...

A stroke in the valley blew over, stroking the treetops, and the words coming from the opposite side were a bit threatened. Some of the wolf riders sneered disdainfully, and some of them looked deep and they held their bows tightly. The thousand riders on the opposite side were not soft animals. They were no different from the Rong and Bian Han soldiers they saw on the border, and they were even vaguely stronger than the other party.

The terrain here is mixed, and it is not a good place for cavalry to launch an offensive. The valley behind them is not blocked. If a war starts, the problem of retreat is not very big. It is just that the opponent will follow and chase after it. In addition, there are mountains and forests everywhere in the terrain, so it is obviously difficult to get rid of them like a grassland.

When the other party looked over, Gongsun Zhi raised his hand slightly: "The general's spirit is recognized by the people of the mountains and fields. The soldiers under the command of the Grand Tutor are so strong that it is not for me, the hundreds of brothers to serve. The war horses left by these Huns are handed over to the general and say goodbye."

The war horses slowly retreated on the ground, turning around in silence, pressing the bow and arrow. Xu Rong looked at the group of people who had left the valley in an orderly manner, but nodded in a pity, but he didn't go to recruit more than one to recruit the other party.

A general of a army, who would really take a group of bandits too seriously?

"General Xu... Do you want to suppress them together?" The deputy general rode his horse over and bowed.

The upright figure on the horse's back waved his hand and shook his head: "It's useless. Their retreat in the queue is orderly. You can change the formation at any time and chase it. They can also leave with a hero cutting off their arm. Killing more and killing a few less is not very meaningful. Let's go, take those horses with us, we can accept the other party's bribe, hahaha--"

....

On the way back, a fast horse from Luoyang finally caught up. The knight reported: "New news came from Shizhong Cai, saying that it was two groups of people who robbed the Wei family. Miss Cai was kidnapped by the first group of people. The Wei family sent a message saying that the group of people were speaking Chinese, not the Huns."

In the afternoon sun, Xu Rong thought of something. A little red appeared on his black face. He waved his whip and hit the air with a loud bang.

"I'm so angry!"

………………

At the same time, he had already returned to the secret grass slope, Gao Sheng's voice asked: "Captain, why don't we just agree? This time, the Grand Tutor of the dynasty is in his sight. If he can enter his sight, the leader will definitely rise. We are not all of us, just a few hundred people, are all small officials."

"Lu Bu is now the adopted son of the Grand Master... are you still going?" The figure wearing a cloak glanced over, "Even if the other party accepts us, we are just a bunch of horse thieves. How can we compare with his own Xiliang direct line?"

Gao Sheng's face was stagnant, he touched his bald head and laughed dryly, and then he returned shortly afterwards, and the quarrels came.

"…Madam, you can't leave. The leader said that if it's dark, you can send you back."

“……………………………”

“…Madam, I’m afraid it won’t work…”

"I'm not a lady... don't call me that."

In the woods on the other side of the grass slope, several wolf riders blocked the girl who wanted to leave. They were crying while they were not good at moving, so they had to persuade them patiently.

Gongsun Zhi rode his horse and stood there with a frown. Under the green stubble, he stared at the girl with his lips tightly pursed. The other party also looked over at this time, his eyes were in contact, his whole body was stunned, and he stood there in panic, tears flowing.

"I really want to go back and live with a man without feelings for the rest of my life?" he spoke in a low voice.

The girl's eyes were filled with tears, she shook her head and nodded.

"Then I'll rob your father together." After Gongsun Zhi said that, he turned over to the horse. The girl over there stared wide and looked up at the man on the horse's back.

"What's your father's name?"

"Cai...yong..."

"Um…"

Gongsun Zhi nodded, his expression suddenly became stunned, and turned to look at the girl, "What's your name?"

Here, the timid figure originally lived in the world of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. He was quiet and occasionally there was a girl's curiosity, but he had never been in contact with a very vicious but safe man like this. At this moment, the other party's fierce eyes glared at him again and whispered: "Cai Yan..."

A moment later, a rough laugh came from the horse's back. Cai Yan was about to look up when his vision suddenly raised and shook. He hugged her with a big hand, put it on the horse's back, and pressed it into his arms.

"What are you doing...let me down..."

However, the answer to her was the sound of the wolf riders shouting and cheering, and then the horse's hooves moved, their eyes drifted, and their bodies also drifted, leaving the woods before.

....

The sun was even more slanted. In the red sunset, people were figures or walking north and south. The ragged old man sobbed and dragged the naked children, and then fell to the ground. The women and young men carried what they could use at home, or pushed cars to crowded among the fleeing crowd. The voices of people, the sounds of crying, the sounds of shouting, the sounds of domestic animals, and all kinds of sounds gathered together under this sky.

To the west of Xingyang, to the Sishui River, many people from all sizes of villages, including their families, temporarily left their hometowns. Such a scene often indicates that a war is coming.
Chapter completed!