Fortunately, God just played a joke on him.

While several Shu soldiers continued to sharpen their swords, a horseman from the north approached from far away and said, "Report to the general, Xiahou Xuan's tribe has been found in the Yaling Mountains ahead!"

Wang Ping's whole body was shaken.

Xia Houxuan was the general of the Wei Kingdom in the Western Campaign. He controlled all the military forces in Yongliang and became famous throughout the world.

If we can capture this man, we will undoubtedly be able to shake the Wei state.

The hundreds of heads on the ground were obviously incomparable to Xia Houxuan's.

Wang Ping immediately waved his blood-red long spear, "The whole army rushes forward, capture and kill Xia Houxuan!"

"Kill!" The Shu army suddenly became excited and shouted loudly. The whole valley was alarmed and birds flew around.

The ground rumbled and shook.

The Shu army accelerated towards the north.

Yang Zheng finally breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the body of the "talent" on the ground. To a certain extent, he died for him. If he had rashly gone up to beg for surrender...

In this era of butchers everywhere, human life is too insignificant.

Not long after, the sound of killing was faintly heard from the north.

Shu troops were constantly surrounding it on the east, south and west sides, and their flags could be faintly seen in the mountains and rivers.

Yang Zheng always felt that there was something important in his mind that he had not remembered, but at this moment, he did not have time to think about it that much.

Survival is important.

The land and water support the people, and the Shu army is very good at fighting in the mountains.

The weather, time and place are all in the hands of the Shu people.

Wei Jun had no chance of winning.

In other words, this war is somewhat inexplicable.

General Cao Shuang used Guo Huai as the vanguard. The vanguard was not caught, but the Chinese army was trapped.

Yang Zheng felt around the body, looking for common and useful things, and he was pretty lucky. He found two pieces of cake, but he didn't know what they were made of. He was so hungry that he almost choked to death.

After eating, I feel much better and have more strength.

To be able to enter Cao Wei's military guard camp and survive in these troubled times is impossible without some force.

The predecessor of Wuweiying was the famous Tiger and Leopard Cavalry.

The original owner of the body was in good health and did not feel tired when walking in the mountains and forests.

He didn't dare go to the north because there was a war going on there.

He has no interest in dying.

Judging from the momentum of the Shu people, they were afraid that they might kill Cao Shuang and Xia Houxuan alive, so they could only go into the Qinling Mountains to avoid the soldiers.

With the weather in May, there is no shortage of food in the mountains, and wild fruits are everywhere.

It's just that it's relatively short of water.

One of the main reasons for the collapse of more than 100,000 troops was the lack of water.

However, the streams in the mountains could not meet the needs of the 100,000 Wei troops, but it was enough to satisfy Yang Zheng alone.

At night, I also caught a hare with a clumsy trap.

The whole body was wet, and there was nothing to ignite, so he could only cut it open with a knife and swallow it alive.

The beasts of this era are not afraid of humans at all, neither rabbits nor wolves.

The jungle in the dark night is full of green eyes, like dead souls.

In addition to wolves, there are also ferocious beasts such as bears, leopards, tigers, and wild boars in the mountains.

Fortunately, the bloody smell in the valley to the north has attracted most of the wild animals, and the only threat is the poisonous snakes.

But he soon learned that the beasts and poisonous snakes were not terrible, but the most terrible thing was the insects.

It's everywhere, and if you bite it lightly, it will swell instantly.

Some bugs even burrow into the flesh and need to be picked out with a knife.

Yang Zheng didn't dare to sleep all night, holding the Huanshou knife tightly in his hand.

At dawn, I couldn't bear it any longer, so I fell asleep unconsciously.

Less than an hour later, I was awakened by the howling of wolves.

Yang Zheng did not dare to go further into the forest, otherwise he would die faster and more painfully. A person cannot fight against nature.

At this time, many places in the Qinling Mountains were virgin forests and had never been inhabited.

After much deliberation, the only option was to take off the Wei army's standard armor and walk back to the main road.

In just one night, there were dead bodies everywhere on both sides of the road, most of them were Wei soldiers.

Some wild wolves and dogs gnawed on the corpses without restraint, and crows in the sky also joined in the fun.

Intermittent moans could be heard faintly from the corpse, which seemed to be still alive.

The dark green wolf eyes saw Yang Zheng, and without any hesitation, he bared his fangs fiercely.

A kind of sadness like a rabbit dying and a fox suddenly poured into my heart.

It's a pity that his power alone is too weak.

Yang Zheng remembered that in history, the population of the Eastern Han Dynasty was 50 million, but after the Three Kingdoms at the end of the Han Dynasty, the population dropped sharply to 8 million.

It is less than the scale of a first-tier city in later generations.

It would be great if Sima and his son could end this troubled world and bring peace to the world, but it is a pity that they have brought more serious disasters to this ancient land.

While he was thinking, the sound of horse hooves came from behind, and a Shu army scout was seen galloping towards him, "Who are you? Tell me your name!"

"I am a hunter in the mountains. I saw the battle below the mountains and came here to find some clothes." Yang Zheng opened his mouth and came.

But as soon as I opened my mouth, I secretly screamed that it was terrible. Their accents were obviously different.

The scout seemed unaware and his tone became gentle, "The two armies are fighting. You cannot stay here for a long time. You should go back quickly."

However, the speed of the war horse under his crotch did not slow down at all. As long as the spear in his hand moved even slightly, Yang Zheng's life would be gone.

To hide or not to hide?

In the light of the calcium carbide fire, all the hairs on Yang Zheng's body suddenly stood on end, a chill poured down his head, and he drew the sword as if instinctively.

At the same time, the spears of Shu army scouts also arrived and pierced his face.

At that moment, Yang Zheng didn't even know what was happening. He swung the knife habitually and avoided it habitually, without even thinking.

The sword flashed and the scout's entire left shoulder was chopped off, causing blood to fly away.

There was a burning pain on Yang Zheng's face, a long wound was cut on his face, the long knife in his hand was also knocked away, and there was a sharp pain in his arm.

Fortunately there were no fractures.

If the spear were to move half further to the right, his entire face would be torn open.

The scout trembled two or three times on his horse and fell to the ground.

"Wei...thief..."

Still gnashing his teeth and cursing.

Yang Zheng was stunned for half a stick of incense before he stepped forward, looked at the face that was younger than himself, and sighed in his heart.

Half of his shoulder and arm were cut off, and his bones were exposed in the blood. It was obvious that he could not survive.

The wild wolf smelled fresh blood in the bushes in the distance and lingered.

These are troubled times.

There is no imaginary scolding Fang Qiu, no heroes and beauties, only killing.

Yang Zheng's whole body was also trembling. It was obvious that his body and soul were not compatible enough.

He tremblingly picked up the knife and stabbed it.

"Wei..."

The scout finally gave up.

But Yang Zheng clearly saw a trace of relief on his face.

The most painful thing would be to let him wait to die in the wilderness or have his flesh and blood eaten piece by piece by wild beasts.

Rather than doing this, it's better to give him a happy life.

Yang Zheng's heart was trembling, but his body was very calm.

The war horse lost its master and slowed down, walking loosely among the grass.

Yang Zheng hurriedly caught up and grabbed the reins.

He also found cakes, water bags, waist tags and other items from the scout's sleeves. Seeing that the scout's body shape was almost the same as his own, he simply took off his clothes and put them on himself.

In fact, the styles of the armor of the Shu army and the Wei army are similar. They are also inherited from the Han Dynasty, but the colors and details are slightly different.

The Han Dynasty worshiped the virtue of fire, so the armor was mostly dark red.

The Cao Wei Dynasty was established on behalf of the Han Dynasty. It was also a large country in the north. It respected the virtues of water and its armor was mostly black.

After riding on the war horse, Yang Zheng gained some confidence to survive in this battle.
Chapter completed!