Lone Camel Mountain.

There is a small river at the foot of the mountain. No one knows the name of the river. It is Chechi Country, not Tubo, and there are only Tubo people here. A group of Tubo people who seem to have lost their pride and self-esteem. Not to mention that no one cares about the name of a river, no one cares about the name of the people around him. The team is completely in chaos, with nearly 200,000 people, and few people can still find many familiar faces around them.

Most people sit silently, and conversations will allow them to see each other's embarrassment and fear.

From losing pride to losing self-esteem, it may also be a process for a person to go from depressed to abandonment.

The river was originally shallow, and the fish in the water had long been scared by the horse's hooves that were trampled on the turbid bottom of the water and disappeared. Someone here held the water and drank the horses there, and the horses pulled into the river.

When I came, someone asked specifically that the river was the Zangbu River, which was a small branch. There was a small stone mountain in the middle of the branch river. The water flow was squeezed to both sides. One side was led away by a canal built by a local Chechiren, and the other side slowly flowed downstream.

There is a forest at the foot of Gutuo Mountain, which is a rare oasis scene in Chechi Country Middle School. The surrounding sand dunes have not given up on the invasion of the oasis. When the wind blows, the soldiers pull up scarves to cover their mouths and noses.

When Chechi people built canals in branch rivers, they originally intended to divert the water flow on both sides, but at that time the prime minister of Chechi Kingdom said that they should leave a way out for the people downstream, so today's Tubo people drink a sip of water.

The best place in the woods is of course in Leqinkuo Mingtai. A small open space is next to shallow water. When he escapes, he has no time to collect the big tent, so he can only lie on the ground in the open air. The doctor who is following the army is changing his medicine. He wants to kick the doctor out in pain.

That knife was too fierce. Now, when Kuoge Mingtai closed his eyes, he could still see the young Ningren's eyes. The look made him scared, so clear that he couldn't get rid of it.

Even now, Kuoge Mingtai couldn't figure out why he lost. Ning Jun only had 70,000 yuan, and he had 300,000 tigers and wolves. Even if one person was replaced by another, he should win.

"Where is the national teacher?"

He asked with his head turned around.

"On the princess' side."

"oh......"

Brother Kuo Mingtai ordered: "If the national sect comes back later, please invite him over and I have something to discuss with him."

He looked at the personal soldier standing not far away, with a scarf on his face resisting the fine sand brought by the wind from the sand dunes in the distance. The personal soldier was covered in blood, which made him feel irritable, and after the irritability, he felt sad.

If Tamutu had not tried his best to save him at that time, and if these personal soldiers had not used their bodies to block the rain of arrows from behind, he might have died outside the Shizihai City, in that hell-like place.

Tamutu went to rectify the team, and other generals also went to count the number of people and wanted to restore the system.

"I will reward you again after I go back."

Brother Kuo sighed and glanced at the doctor who had rebanded him: "You go down, keep the medicine for the injury. It will take a long time to go back to China. There are so many desolate places on the road, so I'm afraid there is no place to find the medicine."

The doctor wanted to treat other wounded people, but when he heard Kuoge Mingtai's words, he couldn't help but sigh softly. This sigh made Kuoge Mingtai think of something. At least 3,000 wounded soldiers followed the team, consuming little food, water and medicine. In fact, they fled too hastily and didn't carry much things at all. The most important thing is that these wounded soldiers are burdens. Chechi Kingdom has been destroyed and there is no support. Ning Army may catch up at any time. Perhaps Ning Kingdom will mobilize more war soldiers. After all, if they swallowed the 300,000 Tubo army in one mouthful, Tubo Kingdom will not be able to recover easily within ten years.

"Kuoshan!"

Brother Kuo shouted.

No one answered.

Brother Kuo shouted again, and then realized that Kuoshan was dead.

"Don't disqualify."

He looked at another general of Tubo, who was commanding by his personal guards. Don't be rude and hurried over. There was a bandage hanging on his shoulders and a piece of flesh was cut off from his face, which looked very miserable.

"Lucin, what are the instructions?"

"I will tell you to do something, and you can only take the personal guards to do it, and you cannot let the people of other troops know about it."

"Leqin...what's happening?"

"you......"

Brother Kuo opened his mouth and hesitated for a moment, thinking that he might be too cruel, but he had done such a thing back then, but there were only a few hundred wounded soldiers at that time, and no one had ever told that matter today. Otherwise, he would not be able to withstand it in Tubo, but so far he firmly believed that his choice was not wrong.

"How many more guards are there?"

"Less than eight thousand people."

"You go out in 5,000 people and lead the team yourself."

Kuoge Mingtai lowered his voice and said, "Take all the wounded, just say that for their safety, I personally led the army to lead the Ning people's pursuit. You take a detour back and send the wounded back to Tubo, halfway... you know what to do, and when you come back, you just need to say that you unfortunately met a large group of Ning people."

Don't be rude in an instant: "Luqin, there are thousands of people."

"What about that?"

Kuoge Mingtai sighed: "Do you think I will bear it? They are all warriors fighting for Tubo. I believe they don't want to be a burden on themselves. If they drag down the return journey of the army and let more warriors die in foreign lands, they will blame themselves and be sad, just like me."

Don't bite your lips and nod your head: "This is my arrangement."

He waved and left with several generals of the personal guards. Kuoge Mingtai breathed hard but did not feel relaxed. A few people in scout uniforms came back in the distance. After getting off the horse, they ran straight to him. Kuoge Mingtai hoped that the scout could bring back some good news.

"Leqin."

The scout Shi knelt down on one knee: "The Ning army was intercepted by heavy armor in the Zangbu River in front, and the Ning people seemed to force Che Chi to gather a team of about tens of thousands of people, and they were also deploying defenses in the Zangbu River."

Brother Kuo was so excited that he felt a little angry that he wanted to bite Tan Jiuzhou to death one by one.

"Go to explore the way again and see if there is another way to go around, and catch some chariots as guides, give some gold and silver if you are willing, and kill if you are unwilling."

"yes!"

The scouts stood up and left.

"Why haven't the national tutor come back yet?"

He shouted, and the personal soldiers beside him quickly leaned over: "I'll ask now."

The personal soldiers trotted away, thinking that they would never provoke Leqin now. Who knew whether bad luck would come to him? He heard what Leqin and the general said before. He really had an impulse to remind the wounded soldiers not to follow the general and not to disobey the general. That was the road to the underworld... But he didn't dare, and he could only secretly be glad that he was not injured.

Not long after, there were loud noises from afar. General Wubian and his men began to gather the wounded soldiers. Hearing that Leqin had to make bait for them, he led Ningren to pursue soldiers. Many of these wounded soldiers were moved to tears. Some kowtowed to Kuoge Mingtai from afar, praying that God would let Leqin live for a long time without illness or disaster.

Don’t be rude or can’t bear it. Keep the wounded who can still walk by yourself, bring all the seriously injured and those injured in the legs, and order the personal guards to distribute their own rations to the wounded, telling them not to save money, eat enough, and be full.

About 2,000 wounded soldiers with limited mobility were taken away, and at this moment, the Tubo people had already reached the point of considering killing horses rather than killing horses.

Tens of thousands of Tubo cavalry fighting against the Ningren Light Cavalry were dispersed, and less than 15,000 people came back, and the horses were half their lives. However, there was no food in the army. If the horses were not killed, it would not take a day. Ningren chased after them, and they didn't even have the strength to carry a sword.

Brother Kuo thought about at least two incense sticks and made two consecutive decisions.

First, a team of about 20,000 people was sent out. Once Ning Jun chased them, the 20,000 people would be life-saving to buy them time.

Second, kill horses and kill them in batches.

After ordering, Brother Kuo Mingtai's face recovered a little. Although the decision was a little difficult, once he made a mood, he would no longer have any worries. The soldiers could only rush across the Zangbu River if they had enough food in the past three days.

What if?

That is tens of thousands of heavy armored areas in the western border of Ningguo, and the Zangbu River. What if I can't get through it?

Brother Kuo frowned: "Go to me again, please come over immediately."

He had to make the last decision. After the army set out tomorrow, he would take the remaining guards to protect His Highness the Princess, himself and the national teacher in the name of the palace. Although... he didn't know how to go.

At this moment, another team of scouts returned to investigate the enemy situation. It seemed that they were more laborious than the previous team of scouts. Several people were covered in blood and seemed to have not been completely dry. It was obvious that they met Ningren. When the scouts met the scouts, the fight would be even more tragic because they all knew what it meant to be discovered.

The scout in the lead pulled up the scarf on his face, jumped off the horse and rushed over, knelt down on one knee and said something. His voice was extremely hoarse, as if he hadn't drunk water for a while, so his voice was so low that he couldn't hear it clearly.

"You can shout louder!"

Brother Kuo shouted angrily.

The man raised his head and said a few more words, but his voice could hardly make a sound, which was so hoarse and uncomfortable.

"You come and talk."

Brother Kuo Mingtai waved, and the scout then lowered his head and ran forward and knelt down on one knee next to Brother Kuo Mingtai: "Let's diligence, something big is wrong."

Brother Kuo was stunned. He could hear these words clearly, but why is it Ning Yu?

The man rushed up and covered Kuoge Mingtai's mouth. The hunting knife pierced from Kuoge Mingtai's neck. He cut back and forth a few times and almost broke Kuoge Mingtai's neck, and blood splashed out, which looked extremely bloody.

"It's particularly bad, you're dead."

The scout stepped on Kuoge Mingtai's chest with one foot, grabbed his hair with the other hand and pulled it hard, and half of his neck was pulled off. He rushed back with his head. Before the guards around him could react, he had already jumped onto the horse before he got on the horse. Arrows and scimitars flew over in a mess. Several people rushed forward, but the people in front had no idea what was going on, and they were knocked down by the war horses.

Shouts and scoldings came one after another, and many people began to chase after them, but there were no barracks or fences here. Several people rode into the woods with the help of trees to block the rain of arrows behind them, and they rushed out.

Unbelievable.

On the horse's back, Meng Changan looked down at the head in his hand, freed up his hand to tie the head to the saddle with his hair, covered it with his own clothes, and pulled the mask up again: "Roar out, don't go back, they will think that when we go back, they will inevitably divide their troops to intercept them, rush forward, and run to Zangbu River."

The Daning soldiers and scouts who had been with Meng Changan for only two days were not afraid at this time, but just felt that following General Meng... was exciting.

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[At the end of the previous chapter, I deleted all the things I chatted with you, because the book must be posted on other channels, and the channel requires that these things be deleted... This post will probably also be deleted tomorrow.]
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