Among the undulating low ridges, black war horses galloped, stomped dead branches, and then horse hooves stepped over, splashing thick layers of fallen leaves. Not far behind, leaving a mess and several corpses.

Occasionally, there was a trembling sound in the air, and then the figure fell from behind the tree. Someone here carefully touched it and could hear the slight sound of dragging the corpse. Gongsun Zhi wiped the blood on his face, and the corpse dragged over from his sight was still a scout, but he couldn't tell which side it was.

Since the night before yesterday, he was involved in the scout war between both sides, killing while walking. Even with the help of the phantom map, they were asked to kill forty scouts, but they also lost more than ten people, and several of them were the former White Horse Yicong, which made Gongsun Zhi feel extremely distressed.

"It would be great if this map could still display the place name..."

The morning breeze blew with the coldness of the night. He hooked the plush between his neck and turned to look at the girl leaning against the war horse to keep warm. His cloak was also given to the other party, but a weak woman could not resist it in such a cold mountain.

On the other side, Cai Yan shook his eyelashes, opened his eyes and saw an invading gaze. He gently pulled the cloak to wrap himself up. He didn't mind the smell of the horse, so he just shrank under the horse's belly, running around and fighting for a day and night. She was tired and had no extra strength to speak just by looking at it.

"Did you... live like this on the grassland?" A clear voice suddenly rang.

Gongsun Zhi put away his machete, pulled open the sheepskin bag containing wine, took a sip, and spoke slowly: "Not all, most of them are we chasing the Huns and fighting against the Xianbei people."

On the other side, Cai Yan blinked his eyes, raised his lips curled up, and smiled for a moment, and felt that he shouldn't have such an expression. He just lowered his face and looked elsewhere, "Nothing."

"This is the truth, but we are horse thieves, and most of them are old, weak, women and children. They occasionally fight with small groups of cavalrymen in the Huns several times. Do you suddenly feel that it would be cruel if we don't even let go of old people, women and children?"

Gongsun Zhi said very lightly, and someone around him looked over. The girl hugged her knees and frowned slightly, thought for a while, and then shook her head: "...Yes... But I have also seen some records. When the Huns snatched the sides and killed us Han people, it was the same. I have never seen such a scene... I don't want to see it..."

"You will see it." The voice over there interrupted her.

Cai Yan remembered the incident of being captured again, bulged her cheeks, glared over, and then buried her face in her knees, not wanting to talk to the other party. Seeing her appearance, Gongsun Zhi wanted to tease her, his mouth opened slightly, and the phantom in his sight suddenly appeared many red dots, and then it gathered into a small flag moving.

Frowning, while thinking, Gao Sheng quietly touched a wolf rider and lowered his voice: "Chief, a defeated soldier passed by us, but before dawn, everyone couldn't see who was chasing and who was fighting."

Gongsun Zhi stood up and made a reassuring gesture to the girl under the horse's belly, which was to push away the hanging branches and expand his vision from the mountainside.

In the early morning, the defeated soldiers fled desperately on the narrow roads at the foot of the mountain. Behind them, there were spots of firelight spreading towards this side. Occasionally there would be weapons collisions and shrill fighting sounds, perhaps because they were chased by the pursuers and started fighting again, but soon the sound disappeared.

On the mountain, Gongsun Zhi and his group stared silently at the movement below. Some of them began to chew jerky mouthfuls, or wiped weapons, and then carried their knives to form a team.

"Everyone is careful. Perhaps some scouts will follow the army to search the mountains, and we will immediately move elsewhere." Under such a skylight, we can't tell who is who is, let alone help.

Then, Gao Sheng took the people to the front to clear the way first, and the team left quietly again.

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Meanwhile, another team came from the north, but walked a little faster.

Under the flag with the Chinese character "Hua" written on it, a man nine-foot tall, heard the news of the scout's return and smiled wide: "Sun Jian's defeat? Isn't it just right..." He stopped, then raised his iron sword and roared out a careless voice.

"Warriors of Xiliang, let's capture the tiger alive-"

...

In the south, the generals who had fled for a while and seven or eight hundred defeated soldiers took a break. Then the two generals came from the rear with more than a thousand people to meet. One after another, someone gathered together, and more than 3,000 troops were gathered. After Sun Jian calmed down, he found that there was still one general missing. He waved his knife and slashed the tree stalks, shaking the stalks, and his eyes swept over Huang Gai, Han Dang and others.

"Da Rongke is still trapped in the Xiliang army?"

Han Dang and the veteran Huang Gai looked at each other, pursed their lips and sighed. Next to him, a general named Cheng Pu stamped his feet and shouted: "Darong is my old friend, how can he break here? We can still fight again, so we can just fight back and catch the other party off guard."

The blade pulled out the tree pole. In the color of Qingming, Sun Jian clenched his fists and clenched his figure, "I, Sun Wentai, have never been so embarrassed. The former overlord can still fight in a boat. If we are defeated, what are the faces? Will the soldiers still have the face to go back?!"

"No!" everyone shouted.

However, the ground shook, and a army of thousands of people appeared at the mountain pass that was not far away on their side. Sun Jian and others were on guard. In their sight, a fast horse suddenly came to the other side. When they were approaching, they threw something out of the other party's hands and rolled down in the air.

With a light bang, the rolling black shadow stopped before stopping. Sun Jian looked down at it. It was a bloody face, but the outline of the person was still clearly visible, and bloodshot instantly covered his eyes. Next to him, Cheng Pu, Huang Gai and others shouted: "Da Rong--"

This is Zumao.

"Kill--" Sun Jian turned his horse's head and pointed at the array of thousands of people over there. Huang Gai and others roared: "Eat them!!"

The soldiers rushed out, and their murderous aura soared into the sky.

Opposite, in front of thousands of lineups, the general who rode his horse raised his knife and pointed: "Kill it--"

The next moment, the figure was holding weapons, riding horses, or surging wildly. On one side, the morale was strong and the other was carrying the momentum of a mourning soldier. Neither soldier on both sides made any formation, but just shouted hysterically and hit him fiercely.

The collision sound of weapons and weapons, the sound of thrusts and thrusts, sparks flashed; the weapons poked into flesh and blood, puff puff, blood splattered everywhere, wielding the blades, killing, and advancing towards the opponent. Hua Xiong, as one of the few powerful generals in the Xiliang army, rode on his horse like an iron tower, and a long iron sword slashed the waves and slaughtered the crowd. The blade in front of the horse's head was covered with fine flesh and blood.

Then, Sun Jian appeared in front of him.

The long sword banged and bumped into the other party's treasure sword. When Mars jumped up, the two of them immediately separated, feeling their arms numb. Before they could breathe, a knight rushed over from the side. The iron whip roared out a strong wind. The surroundings were crowded with people, and the fighting sound was chaotic. The iron whip hit Hua Xiong's war horse head. The horse fell to the ground and Sun Jian rushed over in front.

The ancient ingot knife sticks out of his side and flirts from bottom to top.

Wow—

With the loud noise of gold and iron, Hua Xiong's long handle broke directly. He was hit by the opponent's sword and horse, and flew backwards to hit a war horse under his command, knocking the man off the horse. Huang Gai, Han Dang, and Cheng Pu all waved their weapons and killed him.

"Wow—"

The human-bear-like figure climbed up from the ground, holding a short long sword and making a punch with the opponent's iron whip. He turned around and raised his arm to clamp the iron spear from the side under his armpit. The horse's hooves did not decrease, and it knocked Hua Xiong out with a bang. Dozens of Xiliang soldiers stopped him.

Hua Xiong spat a mouthful of blood, got up and grabbed a cavalry, grabbed the horse and left the battle group, and ran back with the reins. Behind him, Huang Gai and others were stopped and could not be entangled. He had to lead several cavalry to chase him, chased and fled on both sides, panicked, and didn't know where to run into the mountains, and the sound of fighting gradually faded away.

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The shouts of killing sounded from the mountains, and occasionally a few flames came to the foot of the mountain, and were then shot off the horse by a hidden archer. At this time, the sky was already shining. It would not take long before the entire war would be fully visible. Gongsun Zhi lowered his bow, looked at the sky, and turned his horse's head: "It's time for us to leave. No matter where we find us, we will be surrounded and suppressed by the army."

Immediately, the team turned around and prepared to leave the mountain. After a while, a sound caught their attention.

Gao Sheng turned his horse's head, "The leader seems to be coming to us."

....

Dadadadadadadada—

The sound of horse hooves galloping, and a horseman who came from a distance was lying on the horse's back in a mess, looking back from time to time, then he saw a team of hundreds of people in front of him, seeing that they were either the enemy's outfit or planning to pass by.

Then, several other riders appeared, pulled their bows and shot arrows at the man. An arrow finally landed weakly in front of a black horse in front of the horse team there.

At this moment, some arms were raised.

Hundreds of bows were raised, and the next second, the arrows flew into the sky. Several cavalry chasing over there hurriedly squeezed their horses. The leader suddenly screamed in his mouth. An arrow pierced into his shoulder armor and was shaking. Several knights around him quickly stepped forward and took a quick turn to leave.

The chased man stopped and bowed on the horse in a somewhat embarrassed manner: "Let's go, Hua Xiong, the commander of the cavalry commander of the Western Liang Army, thank you for your rescue!"

"Hmm... um?" Gongsun Zhi turned his head: "Aren't you Sun Jian?"

Hua Xiong's arched arm froze for a moment, his expression was stunned.

But then, a mace hit the helmet from behind, and the whole person dropped off the horse's back with a thud and fainted.

"Tie him up and take him back to the grassland together when you go back."
Chapter completed!