The further you go into the mountains, the more difficult the road becomes.
The more than a thousand elite dragon guards brought by the false emperor could only keep changing their array.
At first, they could still ride in a car. Later, the road was too bumpy, so they had to switch to riding a horse.
For the inexperienced, riding a horse for a long time is a chore, and your thighs will soon be worn out.
The Pseudo-Emperor was okay and practiced riding on a daily basis, but Yu Manqing was a real novice. But she didn't complain at all, even when blood seeped out of her trouser legs when she dismounted to rest.
Looking at this scene, the pseudo-emperor's tone was complicated: "You can endure hardship."
Yu Manqing's forehead was still covered with undried cold sweat, and she smiled weakly: "People who are not even afraid of death, why should they be afraid of suffering?"
The false emperor was silent for a moment and handed her a wooden box: "Apply a compress and use a thick towel to cushion it."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Yu Manqing turned his back and silently washed and applied the ointment. Feeling the atmosphere, the pseudo-emperor finally felt some true feelings of sharing weal and woe.
"If we survive this time, what are your plans?" he asked suddenly.
Yu Manqing was confused for a moment and replied: "I have never thought about it."
"Have you never thought about surviving, or have you never thought about doing anything?"
"I have never thought about it." Yu Manqing showed a self-deprecating smile, "From the day I met His Majesty, I have never thought about anything else. When my father died, he wanted to kill you with his own hands. Later, when he entered the palace, he thought about you.
One day I can't help but kill me, and I also want to die with you one day. Apart from that, there is nothing else."
All she was thinking about was life and death related to him.
"Besides, we won't survive, right?" Yu Manqing turned around and looked over.
The false emperor was silent for a moment and nodded.
This escape was a hunt using their lives as bait. No matter whether they could succeed or not, they would not survive as bait. Duke Zhao and Chen Bing were on the side. As long as they were given a little more time, they could flatten the mountain.
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What they are fighting for now is these few days to trick the target into a trap before Duke Zhao's reinforcements arrive.
"Let's go." The time was almost up, and the pseudo-emperor stood up, "We have to make a gesture of escaping before Yan Er takes the risk of catching up."
Yan Er is a genius in leading troops. He made a remarkable rescue mission the first time he led troops. A person like him must be extremely confident. Even if he only has more than a hundred people in his hands, if he finds that the target may escape from his grasp, he will win in victory.
Driven by negative thoughts, one may also make the decision to pursue.
This is their chance, their only chance.
The pseudo-emperor mounted his horse, with a look that was as ferocious as breaking a cauldron, and ordered: "Let's go!"
As they went deep into the mountains, news from the spies kept coming.
"They are resting at Luoyanpo."
"Yan Er ordered people to take a detour."
"They stopped."
The false emperor stopped his horse and let out a breath.
Yan Er was controlling the speed, and they followed slowly and slowly. They must be waiting for reinforcements to arrive.
The false emperor had to admit that although Yan Er was young, he was not impulsive at all.
He thought for a moment and responded: "From now on, throw some luggage every day and make the circle wider."
The general responded and went to prepare.
Yu Manqing leaned over and said softly: "Thank you for your hard work, Your Majesty, for taking so much trouble to compete with Yan Er."
The pseudo-emperor gave a sad smile: "He has to take the bait."
He had never learned to fight, and now he had to fight a life-or-death ambush battle with a natural-born general. It was tragic just thinking about it.
But he is not without merits. He doesn't know how to fight, so it would be more like him to act embarrassed, right?
…
"Sir, we found the abandoned baggage." The scout came back quickly to report.
Yan Ling raised her chin and motioned for the commander to go over and check.
The commander left with the order and came back after a while to report.
"The tents have been abandoned. The horseshoes around them are messy and the ruts are deep. Master, they are having a hard time now, but the distance they can walk in one day is longer than before."
Yan Ling nodded and said: "The car is light and simple, and the posture is to escape for one's life."
Zhao Liugongzi asked hurriedly: "Then shall we pursue him? The terrain of this mountain is complicated. If the false emperor is really ruthless, it will be difficult to find him."
Yan Ling did not answer, but turned to ask Xu Yin: "What do you think?"
Xu Yin looked at the map and asked, "Do you think they are going in a circle?"
"Circle?" Young Master Zhao Liu came over and traced her finger bit by bit. It was indeed a curved arc. He thought for a moment and suddenly realized, "Are you trying to lure us into taking the bait? After all, there are many of them."
Xu Yin turned around and asked the same question as Zhao Liu: "Are you chasing me?"
Zhao Liu interjected: "Should we wait for reinforcements to arrive? The number of people is too different."
Yan Ling looked at the map carefully and said: "Actually, what you just said is right. If he is ruthless, it will be difficult to find his whereabouts. Moreover, judging from the horse hoof prints and ruts, it is not fake that they are getting tired."
"That……"
"Chase!" Yan Ling closed the map and said coldly, "Since they want me to chase, then I will chase and show them!"
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After two days of acting, the pseudo-emperor finally got the news he wanted.
"Yan Er is catching up!"
"Okay!" The false emperor was overjoyed, "Take them and run away, don't be reluctant to fight if you encounter them!"
"yes."
The false emperor took a deep breath and thought about the plan over and over again in his mind. He only had this one chance, and if he succeeded, he would be able to take Yan Er and Xu San as his backers!
Despite being mentally prepared, when the Black Iron Guards caught up with them for the first time and fought with them, the pseudo-emperor still felt the danger of life and death.
Those Black Iron Guards were like wolves and tigers, and every sword and every shot was filled with blood and murderous intent.
This is not what he imagined. The battle between the two armies is not a simple comparison of numbers. On the surface, with more than a thousand versus more than a hundred, he should be safe, but in fact, he smelled a strong smell of blood and felt that
An aura so fierce that it seemed to swallow him whole.
Fortunately, they ended the battle after losing dozens of sergeants.
"Your Majesty, are you okay?" Yu Manqing looked at him worriedly.
The false emperor was a little shocked, but he quickly calmed down.
"I'm fine, this is just the beginning." He was telling her and himself.
This is just the beginning, killing those two people is not enough.
Therefore, in the next few days, the Black Iron Guard would catch up from time to time, and the two sides would start a fight, and then quickly retreat when the Long Xiang Guard organized a counterattack.
The Black Iron Guards are like tigers and wolves chasing after them, biting off a piece of meat each time, making the Dragon Guards' team smaller and smaller.
The false emperor gradually got used to this kind of pursuit and escape, and was no longer as nervous as the first time.
Victory will make people go to their heads. He will bleed bit by bit. If you don’t believe Yan Er, he won’t take the bait!
The subsequent news from the spies satisfied him. Finding that they had no intention of resisting, Yan Er pursued them even tighter.
The puppet emperor looked at the map and said to Yu Manqing: "We're almost there."