At this time, the morning light was already slightly bright, but the heavy rain showed no signs of stopping. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Finally breathing in the fresh air, Zhou Ning had a feeling of being reincarnated, raised his head and looked around, only to see that the place he was in was an extremely desolate stream outside the east gate of Yangzhou, and there were some shrubs and weeds scattered around, obviously inaccessible. The cold wind gusted across the vast area where the two rivers meet, and he couldn't help but shiver.

Put the empty scabbard used to seduce Xiang Yu and Long in his hand and fight, leaving only one scabbard left, looking around, this stream is only more than fifty zhang away from the lower reaches of the Yangtze River in the south, this is where Du Fuwei is stationed, with his eyesight, he can clearly see that there are countless Chu troops patrolling back and forth along the lower reaches of the Yangtze River, and the farther places, as far as the eye can see, the mountains are full of fleeing people. Dressed in all sorts of clothes and costumes, they staggered through the rain and became a new group of outcasts, and an unpredictable providence awaited them ahead.

In the lower reaches of the stream, some people took advantage of the dawn to draw water on the edge of the stream, some people gobbled up some dry food on the rain, and of course some people carried large bags and small bags across the rain curtain and rushed forward in groups.

Before fleeing Yangzhou, there were many literati, such as Tang Bohu, Zhu Zhishan, Zhang Xu and others who left by boat, and with them, there were also some disciples of the gate valve, most of whom were the children of the Wang, Xie and Sima families, they got on the boat and escaped from the dangerous city in advance, but Du 13 was not among them, from the beginning of the siege, Du 13 was strangely missing, which made Zhou Ning also a little worried.

At this moment, on the tributaries of the Yangtze River, there are also many boats, and they have to be inspected by the Chu army.

Zhou Ning was keenly aware that these refugees subconsciously avoided the river area in the lower reaches of the Yangtze River when they fled. I knew in my heart that this place should be the most heavily guarded base camp of the Chu army, and if he was careless and fled to the ditch, he would inevitably die under the strong arrows and bows of the Chu army on both sides of the strait.

Thinking of Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling and the others, Zhou Ning hurriedly stared at it, and after a quarter of an hour, they had already fled far away, or mixed into the refugee face, and they couldn't find it for a while, only a clear line of footprints imprinted on the muddy ground leading to the north, presumably the traces left by them when they ran.

Zhou Ning let out a sigh of relief, followed the footprints, and walked towards the woods to the north. I felt a little lost in my heart.

Yangzhou is broken, and in this strange world, he has no place to stay. In the original history, in the autumn of 617, after the city was broken, he would be captured by Xiang Yu, beheaded for public display, and hung his head at the east gate.

I don't know if my battle in ancient times has successfully changed history and survived this cruel war?

Wait, East Gate?

The danger - I am afraid that it has not yet been lifted.

Zhou Ning couldn't help but shudder, with his hearing, he could hear the sound of water breaking rapidly upward in the culvert in the distance, someone was about to come out!

With a shock in his heart, he hurriedly left the place and threw himself into the woods of the hill ahead.

Under the threat of death, he no longer hesitated, and ran wildly, under the pouring rain, towards the woods on the hillock ahead.

The sound of hooves came, and on the avenue not far away, a few elite horsemen braved the wind and rain, rode past, shouting and running forward. Zhou Ning narrowed his eyes slightly, realizing that there were no fine horsemen behind him, but in the lower reaches of the Yangtze River, near the city, there were three warships and hundreds of speedboats, checking the departing ships.

Not far away, several refugees looked at him with some curiosity and fear, perhaps startled by the military uniform he was wearing, and took a few steps back.

You can't open a portal here......

Zhou Ning scolded this group of idle Chu Jun in his heart, and at this moment, he keenly noticed that a black spot in the sky was hovering high above his head. When I looked up, I could vaguely see a black falcon flying in the air.

Zhou Ning had a solemn look on his face, he remembered that during the night attack on Xiantao Lane that day, Han Xin had also released an identical falcon to investigate the situation. If what he expected was correct, this falcon was the war eagle domesticated by Han Xin, and he had heard Du Shisan say before that the soldiers had a technique that could see through the eyes of the war eagle. As an outstanding descendant of the military family, Han Xin is likely to know this technique.

It seems that this place can't stay for a long time, let alone open a portal here to go back to modern times, although he is extremely tired, Zhou Ning still slowly stood up and ran forward, in the dense forest in the southeast corner, there was a faint sound of footsteps. It's time for the Chu army to chase after it. To make matters worse, the sound of a dog barking could be heard in the distance, and although it was pouring rain here, no one could guarantee that the dog in this plane would also be a freak, but it could be traced back to him with a sensitive nose?

Running wildly under the pouring rain for a long time, surrounded by a team of refugees moving slowly, in the distance, several carriages slowly moving forward, he didn't care about much, quickly passed through the crowd, at this time, the sound of horses' hooves and dog barking behind him was clearly audible, Zhou Ning gasped, changed directions, and ran towards the cliff bank next to the river.

The falcon in the sky was still flying slowly, and the sound of horses' hooves behind him became more and more urgent, and an extremely thick murderous aura also followed. Zhou Ning could feel that through the dense forest, a small group of soldiers also rushed over, thinking that this group of hanging boot ghosts was still persevering in chasing them.

The sound of horses' hooves seemed to trample on his heart. Judging by his ear, he was only twenty zhang away, and suddenly a short and loud bowstring roared out, Zhou Ning was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly looked behind him, and saw Xiang Yu chasing behind him wet, and pulled the bow towards him.

Zhou Ning glanced back at Xiang Yu, gave him a middle finger, and then looked at the bottom of the cliff, where the Yangtze River meandered to the southeast corner more than ten zhang below him.

Zhou Ning had no choice, ran to the top of the cliff, jumped off the high cliff, and jumped down to the Yangtze River more than ten zhang down.

There was a whirring wind in his ears, and in the pouring rain, Zhou Ning jumped into the churning river and sank into the water.

In the sharp river water, Zhou Ning tried his best to adjust his breathing, but he didn't have time to adjust his body, and in the blink of an eye, he had already brought the river water to more than ten zhang downstream.

Xiang Yu's long arrow only then fell on the top of the cliff where Zhou Ning was standing, this heroic man stood on the top of the cliff, looking at Zhou Ning who disappeared in the water with a cloudy face, and finally did not continue to chase.

Barely maintaining his balance under the turbulent river, Zhou Ning hurriedly exhaled out of the portal, and when the portal stabilized, he hurriedly drilled into it and sent it back to the modern era.

After a familiar period of vertigo, Zhou Ning breathed in the familiar air and found himself in the bedroom, and only then did he breathe a long sigh of relief.

This calamity is finally over.