178. Chapter 178 The trap of the tiger's den is difficult at every step 13
Wu Enqi and Hu Gechi broke out of Lin'an City, but there were no pursuers. Everyone in the group was prepared to meet the enemy again at any time. If the pursuers are not coming now, there must be other
Imagine that several of the followers were also in a state of embarrassment, and Hu Gechi's face was even pale. The wound on the back of the shoulder was always bleeding, and the red clothes on the back were gradually dyed deep red.
"Your Majesty, there is the official road not far ahead. Should we take the official road or enter the side road?"
"Follow the official path." Hu Gechi's breath was relatively stable, but his face was not very good. He went to the battlefield at the age of ten and fought countless battles. He also had many scars on his body. He survived serious injuries, but this small injury
A piece of cake.
"I'm afraid Han Dafu is still in Lin'an City. Can we send someone to take care of him?" Wu Enqi said slowly again, "After all, Your Majesty, your injury still needs to be treated."
"The injury is not serious, there is no need to waste time. Before the Song army can take action, rush directly to Jizhou. It will be safe after crossing the river." Hu Gechi's eyes were deep, and he raised his head dullly and glanced at the blue sky. Tiantong here.
The sky in Mobei is very similar, both are transparent blue. However, this sky belongs to the Southern Song Dynasty and belongs to Arnold, while the sky in Mobei is thousands of miles away from here.
"Your Majesty..." Wu Enqi called out worriedly.
Hu Gechi looked away, stood up, and said, "Let's go." He got on his horse and didn't care about the arrow wound on his back. His strong figure was still upright and his gaze was focused on appraisal.
Everyone hurried on their way, while on the other hand, Han Dafu bought a batch of wound medicine in the city, and then left Lin'an City and headed towards Jizhou.
On the other side, on the official road from Lin'an to Shuzhong, a carriage was leaving. Behind it was a group of guards in military armor, each of them expressionless and filled with evil spirits.
Arnold opened the car curtain and looked at Lin'an City, which was gradually being left behind. This place where she had only stayed for a few days had left her with the most profound memory.
"Are you still worried about him?" General Zhang sat on the other side with his eyes closed and seemed to be recuperating.
Arnold turned around and lowered the car curtain, "Dad, thank you."
General Zhang's eyelashes trembled slightly, but he did not answer the question.
Arnold took a closer look at him. He was in his thirties, but there was already a silvery sparkle in his hair. His appearance had not changed much from ten years ago, but his skin was darker.
As if feeling his daughter's gaze, General Zhang slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were wise, sharp but full of love. "It will be okay. Jia Sidao's favorite thing is to reap the benefits of others.
.How could he let go of such a good opportunity now? Although there will be killers in Xixia, after all, the number of people is limited and it cannot become a climate."
"Dad, do you know that the Xixia people have always been in the Southern Song Dynasty?" Arnold asked, expressing his doubts.
"I met the descendants of the Xixia royal family when I was looking for you ten years ago. However, ten years have passed and I don't know where those people are now. If I were to guess, I am afraid that they have power in both the Yuan Dynasty and the Song Dynasty.
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"What about Hu Gechi? He will still be in danger when he returns to Dayuan, right?" Arnold felt a little uneasy.
General Zhang looked at her quietly for a long time, sighed secretly in his heart and then said, "It will be safe after crossing the river. After all, Zhenjin cannot watch his younger brother die a tragic death."