This guy was also slippery. As soon as he returned to the military camp, he sold the Taoist priest and the bearded man and took him to this mountain road. Unfortunately, there was no one here long ago.
He looked around and found a few blood-stained arrowheads, quickly picked them up and held them in front of Zhang Zhihu like a treasure.
"General, when I found the bearded man, he was taking the arrowhead from his body. Look, the blood hasn't dried yet!"
"The blood is not dry yet, so the thief must not have gone far yet."
This tiger-wielding hand waved.
"Search for me!"
"Wait a minute." The veteran general next to him couldn't stand it anymore, "Young General, not to mention that Yan Xinglie is a member of the imperial court to suppress the Fusi, let's just say that he was also..."
After saying this, Zhang Zhihu's face wavered a little.
"Zhang Lang."
The woman in red who followed him called out in a low voice and cast her watery eyes in front of the young general's eyes.
"If it's difficult, let him go..." He raised his hand to reveal the iron shackles between Hao Wan, "For Zhang Lang, this stubborn iron slave can bear it."
"Qing Fei." The young general was so moved that he almost burst into tears. He took his hand and swore: "Don't worry, I will definitely catch the person named Yan and make him hand over the key..."
The veteran saw this in his eyes and quietly cursed "vixen", trying to persuade him again. On the other side, the officers and soldiers were pulling out several hastily buried corpses of the officers and soldiers on the side of the road.
"General, here are the bodies of our brothers."
Zhang Zhihu was overjoyed to see him.
"What a shame, you thief, how dare you destroy the lives of my soldiers. Search for me! Even if you dig three feet into the ground, you will find it for me!"
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Sunset and moonrise.
A hundred and ten people scattered into the barren mountains and forests, but they couldn't produce any flowers. They were just a hundred and ten torches, set in twos and threes into the dark night.
"Why."
The officers and soldiers searching the mountain accidentally fell on the roots of the tree and almost threw the torch in their hands.
"Be careful, don't put out the torch." The companion on the side reminded.
"It's good to destroy it."
He got up and didn't feel angry enough to go back.
"It's time to go back to camp and sleep, so as not to have to feed mosquitoes in the mountains in the middle of the night."
"This is a military order."
"What a bullshit military order!" he cursed, feeling indignant, "That white-skinned man is always courting women, but here he is torturing Naigong!"
"Shh, keep your voice down!"
The companion rushed over in a flash, covered his mouth, looked around, and then cursed in a low voice: "You don't want your life! You don't keep your mouth shut, right?"
"I'm so scared!" He pulled away his companion's hand and shouted, "With just a few of us, if we enter this mountain and spread out, we won't be able to see a single person, let alone that Yan..."
At this point, he suddenly paused. He pointed blankly ahead and murmured: "That person is..."
The companion looked in the direction he pointed.
I saw a tall man with a thick beard standing on the forest path ahead.
"Yan Xinglie!"
These words also alarmed the man on the road, who turned around and ran away along the mountain road.
The officer hurriedly took out the whistle from his arms.
Suddenly, a sharp whistle pierced the dark night.
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If you look at this vast mountain from a high place.
You will see that the scattered fire points gathered together amidst the whistle, and suddenly, they turned into a "fire dragon" and meandered away.
On the other side, in the army camp, the camp of a hundred people became empty at this time, leaving only the woman in red and his two servants, as well as Zhang Zhihu and a few guards.
The roar of the pursuing team gradually faded away, and the forest fell into silence, with only the crackling of the campfire and the chirping of insects in the forest.
Suddenly.
"Click."
The sound of dead branches being trampled was heard in the dark forest.
Several guards who were keeping vigil jumped up.
"who?"
"Who is where?"
"Those who hide their heads and leave behind their tails, come out!"
Amidst the chaotic shouting, the person who came slowly appeared.
But there are two people, only staying at the intersection of light and shadow, their outlines can be seen, but their faces cannot be seen clearly. One is tall and majestic, the other is slender and strong, they are Yan Xinglie and Li Changan.
Yan Xinglie took a few steps forward, walked into the light of the fire, raised his hands to Zhang Zhihu and said:
"Young general, the woman behind you is an important prisoner of the imperial court. Can you hand it over to your subordinate?"
"fart!"
Unsurprisingly, Zhang Zhihu refused without hesitation, pointed his halberd at the bearded man, and cursed: "You are clearly a bearded thief who took advantage of the situation and robbed a good family under the guise of official duties!"
"Sexy with lust."
Yan Dabeard shook his head, knowing that his words did not make sense, so he drew his sword.
"If that's the case, don't blame Yan for being rude."
"You're welcome?" After hearing Big Beard's words, Zhang Zhihu suddenly burst into laughter. Indeed, in normal times, he and the others would not be his opponents, even if the other party was injured, but now...he
He clapped his hands three times, and there was still laughter in his words.
"Everyone, come out."
As soon as he finished speaking, a rustling sound suddenly sounded in the silent forest, and then torches were lit one after another in the darkness.
Under the torch are capable warriors wearing strong armor and strong swords.
The big shield was in front and the long soldiers were behind, and they were surrounded by a faint force.
"Bearded thief!"
Zhang Zhihu said with a proud smile.
"Concubine Qing has long seen through your tricks."
He looked at the two of them, as if watching two fish thrown into the net, raised his hand and ordered:
"Take it."
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The veteran was very upset.
It's not because Yan Xinglie is so powerful.
It is true that Yan Xinglie lived up to his reputation. Although he was surrounded by heavy siege, he was still able to take advantage of the complex terrain in the forest to protect the oil bottle next to him and rush left and right. Although he suffered a few new injuries, the man beside him
But the Taoist priest was not even touched by his clothes.
However, under the arrangement of the veteran general, the encircling warriors were not eager to make achievements. They just firmly stabilized their formation, maintained the encirclement momentum, and gradually reduced the opponent's action space.
If nothing unexpected happens, Yan Dabeard's defeat will only happen sooner or later.
However, this is exactly what worries the veteran.
This was Yan Xinglie from the Zhenfu Division. It was a trivial matter to capture or kill him, and he was afraid that he would offend the court. When he was blamed, the young general could at most receive a few whips without any pain, but he would have to carry his head on his back.
The pot is gone.
But fortunately, he also saved a hand.
Although the pocket formation laid down by the veteran seems to be tight, it actually leaves a hole.
Seeing that the encirclement was getting smaller, I knew it was too late.
"Zhu Hazi!" the veteran general suddenly shouted, "I'm holding on tight."
But he turned his back to the young man in white robe and glanced quietly.
Zhu Hazi understood it.
Suddenly, with an "ouch" sound, the garlic under his feet fell down, knocking down his companion beside him.
Suddenly, only nine sides of the ambush were left.
However, the next scene almost made the veteran scold him.
There was clearly a hole in the fishing net, but the fish refused to run toward the hole!
Yan Xinglie dragged the burden that looked like a Taoist priest, but did not dig into the hole.
The veteran didn't want to be too obvious, so he only paid attention to Zhu Hazi, who was always smart in everything he did. The others were completely unaware of the tangle in his heart. As a result, the gap was closed by other warriors in an instant.
This little episode didn't cause any waves, and naturally others didn't notice anything.
Only the woman in red's eyes flashed, and she suddenly said:
"I didn't expect this thief to be so powerful. Even so many people can't defeat him."
As soon as these words came out, Zhang Zhihu suddenly felt that his face was dull.
"What's so great about this little guy?"
He got on his horse.
"Concubine Qing, let's see how I take down this bearded thief."
After saying that, he rode his horse forward a few steps, suddenly raised his bow and drew an arrow, but the sharp arrow pointed not at Yan Xinglie, but at Li Changan.
How could he not recognize it until now? This person was Li Changan, who had solved three thousand worries for him. Since then, his head has been hurting and itching, but he is a person who pays great attention to appearance. From then on, his head
The helmet was never removed from the head.
The enemy was naturally extremely jealous when he saw him, so he raised his hand and shot an arrow with hatred.
On the other side, under tight siege, Yan Xinglie was gradually overwhelmed. How could he protect him from this sudden cold arrow.