boom--

Thunder rolled in the sky, and blue and white lightning flashed across the clouds. The sound of horse hooves spread across the grassland. Several figures riding horses came from the north and headed towards a place called Bailangyuan. Before the first rain in summer, they were stopped by a dozen scouts halfway.

The arrow flew over and nailed it to the grass not far from the horse's hooves with a whoosh. The brown-yellow war horse slowly stopped at a certain distance. The scout on the horse's back was called Li Heizi. Now he is the small leader among dozens of people. He has more than ten lives on his hands, so he has some momentum. After forcing the other party to stop, he lowered his bow slightly and turned his head to look over. He would also say something Xianbei: "Xianbei people? Why are you doing in Bailangyuan?"

"I am the messenger of Kebineng. I come to see the leader Gongsun." The man learned the etiquette of the Han people on the horse and raised his hands.

Li Heizi was a Han soldier and fell into a horse thief. After his thoughts changed from low to agile, he reached out to attract a subordinate and lowered his voice: "Take a few people around to see if there is any 'tail' and go away."

The wolf rider nodded and took the man away. He pulled the reins and waved at the several Xianbei people: "Follow me."

Soon, a drop of rain fell from the sky.

...

White Wolf Yuan.

The sound of rain washed away the leaves, falling into the pool, ripples were rippling. Occasionally, one or two figures were walking through the rain curtains in the wet air, and most of the rest gathered in the sheds to chat or work. Women in groups of three or three surrounded each other, sewing fur coats and chatting about family matters. Sometimes a few dirty words would appear, which made the young woman with red faces and covered her mouth and laughed secretly.

After a while, the rain became even more rapid. The wind blew in, and the raindrops hit the treetops and slapped the sound of words. The beautiful female voice was pronounced word by word. The stone hall was filled with people, with doubts and excitement between the eyebrows, and of course, there were also whispers and chats with others.

This is like a school.

Among the dark crowd, several golden-haired figures had extremely serious expressions. They came to Dongfang before because of haste. Even though they had thought about language obstacles, they did not think deeply. After experiencing the war, they knew that if they could not understand the language, they would be unable to move in the Dongfang, and they would not even find the Holy City in the East.

As for the others, most of them saw the Gentiles reading, and those who were interested also sneaked over and read them together. This process lasted for a while, and more and more people came. Later, Gongsun Zhi simply asked Dongfang Sheng, who had not yet recovered, to go over and help the professor.

Of course, on the one hand, the literacy rate of these horse thieves, wolf riders, and even the lower-level people is already low in this era. If they can read some words, some of them may be at a higher position. On the other hand, there are also selfish people. After Cai Yan woke up the next day, he would blush and avoid him when he saw him. I believe she knew it if she was drunk that day. Now more and more people come to read it every day. Gongsun Zhi asked Dongfang Sheng to go over to help the professor, but he didn't want to make the girl tired.

Because there was no blackboard or something, Gongsun Zhi thought of using a sand table instead. Cai Yan wrote a word on it, asking the "student" behind him to stand up and look at the font on the sand table and read it. After listening for a while at the entrance of the cave, Gongsun Zhi withdrew his gaze and walked out of the wolf's den with Dongfang Sheng. Someone held up a paper umbrella next to him, and the two walked up the mountain.

"I always have a bad premonition... Then Kebi will come to cause trouble for us..." Dongfang Sheng, who was walking on the side, whispered under the paper umbrella.

As he was about to reach the top of the hill, Gongsun Zhi glanced at the tree in front, turned to the pale scholar beside him, and walked with his hands in his arms, saying, "What should be coming will always come. The officials of Yanmen County and Dai County will not let us horse thieves enter the city to hide."

“…I know only.”

Dongfang Sheng sighed and looked at the gray sky. The rain line occasionally broke and floated on his face, which was cold. "They were also afraid of causing fire to burn themselves. The leader might as well move eastward and go to Youbeiping to temporarily shelter under the wings of General Baima. This is our only way out. Before Ke Bi Neng noticed this, leave first and protect the women and children of the White Wolf Plain. "

He turned his head and looked at the figure that had already stood on the top. An empty sleeve was churning in the wind, and the thunder rumbling in the sky rolled. The figure under the tree was not afraid of the lightning of the bright sky and the lightning branches in his cold eyes drifted across the sky, and said, "Before leaving, if Ke Bi Neng wants to come, he will take him to open it."

boom--

Another thunder rolled over the clouds. In the gray rain, a group of figures rode through horses and then entered the hills. After a while, the two of them were talking and heard the sound of people running on the mountain road. Li Ke stumbled over, covered in mud, thinking that they had fallen halfway.

He ran over and whispered: "Uncle Heizi brought back a few Xianbei people, as if they were Ke... some messengers. Should the leader see them? If he doesn't see them... I will kill them away."

"Let them come here." Gongsun Zhi nodded without thinking much.

The little horse thief ran down, and the scholar frowned: "Cebi can come here at this time, thinking it is to surrender us? He should know that the leader is the eldest son of General Baima, and it is probably not that simple."

After Dongfang Sheng's reminder, Gongsun Zhi calmed down his mind, sat on the stone under the tree, opened the phantom map, and the overlapping vision increased as he raised the height, and the map became larger and larger. He could probably look down at the surrounding area for dozens of miles before stopping. When he first came to this era, he had done such a thing. Obviously, there was no such range. Could this map be upgraded?

Thoughts flashed through the map. Several small flags were swimming in dozens of miles centered on the White Wolf Origin, but the place name was not marked or how many people were composed of, but Gongsun Zhi certainly would not be too small.

While checking, the envoy sent by Kebineng had already walked up to the hills, and several other Xianbei guards came over under the surveillance of Li Heizi and others. The envoy spoke fluently in Chinese, but Gongsun Zhi was not in the mood to listen to the name.

"... Before coming here, our Shanyu heard that the leader was fierce and courageous, and the cavalry in his hands were all brave. When he came, he specifically told the leader to come to my Xianbei to see it. The so-called good bird selection..."

On the other side, the map was closed, his palm slapped on his knees, his eyes turned to the Xianbei people, his fingers pointed at his head, and said plainly: "I still have a brain, I'm not stupid..."

The Xianbei envoy looked happy and bowed: "The leader means to surrender to my Xianbei Great Shanyuke..."

Before he finished speaking, the cloak was raised, Gongsun Zhi stood up and interrupted the other party, waved his hand, and turned around and strode away as if he was driving away flies, and the sound rang out at the same time: "Take them down from here."

"What--"

The envoy naturally understood Chinese language and first reacted. However, Li Heizi next to him drew his sword and slashed it. Blood splattered in the rain. The person would die. He was kicked off the cliff in the chest. His figure screamed and drifted for a distance. With a bang, he smashed on a large rock, and fell to pieces.

The remaining Xianbei guards probably resisted a few times with some blood and bravery. After a few blows, one person died in the end. The rest were forced to fall to the hills by a group of wolf cavalry.

Subsequently, the White Wolf Yuan people received the news that they were about to transfer.

In the wolf's den, Cai Yan, who was in the wolf's den, quickly ran out of the cave with the wolf rider. The shouts outside had been connected. The old and weak were running and packing their bags. The woman tied the crying child to her back, carrying the dry food and bedding that she ate on the road in her hands. The elderly also carried iron pots, some fur coats that were not enough to make, and other items that could be taken.

On the most spacious open space, Hua Xiong, Gao Sheng, Cao Chun, Li Ke, Li Heizi and others gathered with wolf cavalry. Even the hundred Gentiles who were a little prepared in the past came over and all turned over their horses. There was a bang among the hills.

When Cai Yan ran over with the wool blanket and the original bridal outfit, Hua Xiong put on a breastplate made of large pieces of iron. In addition to the iron armor on his chest, his shoulders, arms, crotch protection, and legs were all made of iron pieces, while his abdomen were made of small pieces of iron, which was convenient for movement. He was worn one by one with the help of others, and his originally burly and mighty body suddenly became even more iron-blooded and fierce.

"It's a bit hard to wear... but if you hit the gun, you're not afraid." This is not the first time Hua Xiong wears it. Although the image of the armor is not good-looking, Gongsun Zhi doesn't complain about the Black Mountain Army's craftsmanship.

Hua Xiong chopped his feet on the ground fiercely, and the iron sheets rubbed and made a sound.

At the rear, the strong wolf riders, who were also carefully selected, were all wearing such iron armor. There were two war horses beside each of them. One of them had an iron shield fixed under his neck, with a long iron cone on it, and on both sides of the saddle were iron sheets that were hanging down to protect the ribs, and there were grooves on it. The wolf riders who were assisting him were helping to insert the two special handles of the wide and long scimitars into it with a click.

"...If such a heavy cavalry hits the progressive phalanx, the consequences are unimaginable." Not far away, Cao Chun, on the horse's back, looked at the war horses wearing heavy armor and scimitars on both sides, and couldn't help but sigh.

Not long after, Gongsun Zhi waved his hand and his voice rang above everyone's heads: "The old, weak, women and children set out to the east, and the rest followed me to the north, so that they could open their eyes..."

boom--
Chapter completed!