In a small mountain village, in an ancestral hall with a relatively intact building, a group of Emei disciples lit a bonfire in the fire pit, cooking porridge and bandaging the wounds of the injured.

Suddenly, a girl wearing a goose-yellow gauze skirt hurried in.

"Sister Jingxuan, it's bad! Someone is coming!"

Hearing this, all the Emei disciples were shocked, and Jingxuan also stood up in a hurry: "Are those Meng Yuan lackeys and minions chasing after you?!"

Before they could figure out the situation, they were already panicking. After all, they had just experienced such a bloody battle, and everyone was already frightened.

"Sister, what should we do?!"

Now that Emei is in trouble, even their master Miejie Shitai died in the battle on Mount Emei. Now the only backbone that these Emei disciples can rely on is senior sister Jingxuan.

Jingxuan looked around at all the junior sisters. They were all injured, their faces were extremely tired, and their faces were full of fear and anxiety. There was a sense of despair and sadness in the whole ancestral hall.

Jingxuan opened his mouth and said in a hoarse voice: "I'm sorry, fellow junior sisters, it's me, the senior sister, who can't protect you junior sisters. Pick up your swords and let us fight to the death with those Tatars.

One game!"

In their current state, they can no longer escape. The only thing they can do is to fight to the death!

This group of Emei female disciples truly lived up to the name of the Emei Heroines. Although they were frightened in their hearts at the end, their heroic demeanor of a woman who looked forward to death was not inferior to the men at all.

Rather, they are definitely more manly than most men of this era!

When Lu Zhi and Fan Yao arrived at this ancestral hall, a group of Emei disciples were already waiting in formation. When both parties saw each other clearly, they were both stunned for a moment.

"Young hero Lu Qingzhi?"

Jingxuan knew Lu Zhi, and she reacted the moment she saw him. The junior sister who reported the message must have been too nervous, and she didn't even see the person clearly. She just saw the figure and ran back in a hurry to report the message.

As a result, something like this happened.

"Master Jingxuan, what are you doing?"

Lu Zhi asked a little strangely. He had noticed the Emei disciple who was keeping vigil at the entrance of the village before. When he saw her returning to the village, he thought she had recognized his identity and ran back to report the good news to everyone.

But no matter how you look at it, they all look like they are going to the battlefield as if they are ready to die, right?

"Junior sisters! Don't be nervous. This is junior brother Lu Qingzhi of the Wudang Sect, not the Yuanting Tatar." Jingxuan said to reassure the junior sisters.

Lu Zhi also hugged everyone and said, "I was ordered to go down the mountain this time just to meet the fellow apprentices and sisters in Emei."

As he spoke, he introduced Fan Yao to several people: "This is Fan Yao, the Right Envoy of Light of the Ming Cult. I am able to find you all so quickly this time, thanks to his help."

Since Fan Yao was determined to do a good job for the Emei faction and ease the relationship, Lu Zhi was happy to speak for him.

After all, the actions of the Yuan Dynasty are almost crazy now. The most important thing now is to fight against the Mongolian Yuan. If the Mingjiao can ease the relationship with the Emei Sect, it will be great.

But things are obviously not that easy. After all, there is a lot of hatred between the Mingjiao and the Emei Sect. The senior brother of the Mingjie, Gu Hongzi, died because of Yang Xiao, so it can be said that the Mingjiao hates the Mingjiao.

And when the major factions besieged Guangmingding some time ago, Jingxu, the direct disciple of Annihilation, was also sucked to death by Wei Yixiao. Obviously, these many grievances are not so easy to resolve.

In fact, this is also the case. After hearing Fan Yao's name, a strange color flashed across Jingxuan's face, and his expression gradually became colder.

If Lu Zhi hadn't been present at this moment, and Fan Yao had come to rescue them, and if it wasn't easy for them to get angry, Jing Xuan would have stabbed them directly with his sword!

Faced with the cold faces of the Emei disciples, Fan Yao didn't take it seriously. She seemed to have expected it. She smiled and bowed her hands to them, then stepped aside.

Lu Zhi said: "Okay, ladies and gentlemen, the situation is urgent, so I won't exchange too many greetings with you."

"Then Yuanting still has four hundred-man troops ambushing nearby. They may sense something is wrong at any time and surround us. So I ask you to pack up immediately and leave with me."

Jingxuan nodded, knowing this, and immediately stopped delaying and ordered the junior sisters: "Junior sisters, with the help of Wudang Sect, we will leave together with Junior Brother Lu, and we will reorganize and cultivate ourselves in the future.

If you are injured, go back and take back my Mount Emei gate."

"Then let's just leave."

Everyone quickly left this abandoned mountain village and headed south, preparing to meet up with the Wudang disciples led by Song Qingshu and Zhang Wuji first, and then return to Wudang.

The night passed quickly, and when the sky brightened, Lu Zhi and his men had already caught up with Song Qingshu and the others, and continued on their way without stopping.

Even after traveling all night, everyone was thirsty, hungry, and exhausted, but they were determined not to stop and rest at this moment.

Because the operation last night was at night, the chance of being discovered was low, and it was very troublesome for the army to march at night, so it was normal that we did not encounter pursuing troops.

But it was already daylight now, and it wouldn't take long for those in Yuan Ting to realize that something was wrong. If they were chased all the way by the army, things would be really difficult.

For two days in a row, everyone was on the road, rarely stopping to rest along the way. Only when they really couldn't hold on any longer, Lu Zhi would ask the team to stop, rest for a while, eat some solid food, take a nap as soon as possible, and then continue on their way.

However, the team's speed is still a bit too slow. Not to mention Ji Yun's village, old and young, there are also many people in the Emei sect who are injured, which seriously affects the team's speed, so both of them are injured.

It's been 3 days, but everyone still hasn't left the territory of Shu.

In the early morning of the third day, Lu Zhi found Master Jingxuan, Song Qingshu, Zhang Wuji, Ji Yun and others and said to them.

"No, the team's speed is still too slow, and the injuries on the bodies of several of the Emei Sect's heroines cannot withstand such a rush."

"So the team must stop and take a good rest. As for the pursuit of the soldiers, leave it to me. I will go back to intercept those Yuan soldiers and lead them away."

"Wuji, Qingshu, I'll leave the team to you. After the team has almost rested, you can take them on the road again. Don't worry about me. I will catch up with the pursuers after I lure them away."

At this moment, Fan Yao also spoke up: "Why don't you and I join you, Mr. Lu, so that we can all be taken care of?"

Lu Zhi did not refuse Fan Yao's kindness. The help of multiple masters like Fan Yao could indeed relieve him a lot of pressure.

"That's fine."

After giving hurried instructions to a few people, Lu Zhi and Fan Yao turned around and hurried back in the direction they came from, looking for traces of the pursuing soldiers along the way.

Facts have proved that his decision was very necessary, because less than ten miles behind the team, Lu Zhi and the others saw Yuan Ting's pursuers. If he had not turned back to snipe decisively, I am afraid that in a few hours, they would have

These Yuan soldiers are about to catch up with them.

In the woods, Lu Zhi and Fan Yao looked at the neat formation of Yuan soldiers with solemn expressions in their eyes.

These four hundred people are definitely the elite among Yuan soldiers, veterans who have experienced many battles. Otherwise, they would not be so energetic. And such an army has always been the most troublesome enemy for their martial arts people.

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If you say there are four hundred bandits and thieves, Lu Zhi will not feel any pressure at all. Give him some time, and he can even wipe them out easily.

But if it were an elite army with such forbidding orders and formidable aura, even he would not dare to say that he would be able to defeat them.

Even though he could easily kill several or even dozens of people with his powerful force at first, once he was trapped in their encirclement, the continuous influx of troops and attacks would be enough to drag him down and kill him.

Surrounded!

Of course, that's only in theory. In theory, Lu Zhi can still use his guerrilla strategy to slowly eat up this army one by one.
Chapter completed!