"Boom, boom, boom—" A hurried sound of horses' hooves sounded, and the once quiet woods became noisy again, and the loud roar brought up patches of dust, and the birds were startled under the silent night sky.

The first general, freshly dressed and angry horse, holding a sharp Changge, between the galloping of the war horse, there was a faint blood outflow, and a wisp of murderous aura between the eyebrows condensed but did not disperse, showing the iron-blooded pride of the battlefield general.

Behind him, it was a thousand-strong team of the most elite Tenglong Legion to which the Xiang family belonged, and the general who led the team was the Xiang clan, Xiang Liang was undoubted!

Since the [Drunken Cherry Blossom Residence] all the way, Xiang Jiajun has not found the slightest clue, so in desperation, Xiang Liang led a team of 1,000 people to search along a radius of thirty miles outside the city.

Although the land of Jingchu does not produce good horses, in order to fight against the Qin State Iron Cavalry, it is also a channel to pass through the Mingyue Villa, and a considerable iron cavalry army has been built with a lot of money!

The good horses of the Yongliang land, through Bashu, arrived at the land of Jingchu, after the careful cultivation of the soldiers of the Xiang clan, after several generations, finally the emperor lived up to his wishes, and formed a well-disciplined cavalry.

It is such an elite cavalry that has left a spark for the Xiang clan to oppose Qin in the future!

At this time, the two lieutenant generals guarded Xiang Liang in the center, closely monitoring every move in the surrounding dense forest, three people were arrows, and a group of cavalry with bright armor slowed down at this moment.

The thousand people here are all veterans who have survived a hundred battles on the battlefield, and here they smell a familiar smell, the smell of blood!

After a hundred battles, he returned with glory, the halberd was sunk and the iron was not sold, and the horse career was more than ten years, and the taste of blood, even if there was only a trace of it, it was difficult to hide from their investigation!

"Stop! Iron Wall Formation-"

Xiang Liang gave an order, and the thousand-man team had already moved quickly, and a circular defensive formation was formed in only an instant, with the shield outside, the gun behind, and the crossbow had already been straightened, just waiting for the scout to return and it would be visible.

――Sasha――

There was a slight sound of footsteps, and a few strange birdsong sounds came from far and near, and the next moment Xiang Liang's keen eyes like an eagle falcon flashed, and a hint of joy appeared in his eyes, this was the scout of their Xiang family's army.

"General Qiyu, clear traces of the fight have been found in the five miles ahead!" Dressed in black, wearing leather armor, with a slender figure, light steps, and a sharp short knife hanging from his waist, the Xiang family scouts are all the elite of the elite.

Scout communication, often small groups as a unit, if the combat ability of individual soldiers is not high, a face has been slaughtered by the enemy, then how can you come and go freely to transmit the message, so in the warring states, the scouts of each country must also be an elite team.

Hearing this, Xiang Liang frowned and said, "Are you sure that there were only traces of battle, and no trace of anyone was found?" ”

With Xiang Liang's astuteness and decisiveness, he shouldn't have asked like this, but this time he suspected the news brought back by his subordinate soldiers for the first time in his life, which shows that Xiang Liang attaches great importance to Yan Hong, in fact, this is not just because of the grace of saving lives.

What really made the Xiang family pay attention to it was Fan Zeng's words: "Aren't the golden scales a thing in the pool, and the dragon changes when it encounters the wind and clouds!" ”

Fan Zeng has been in the Xiang family for several years, and the Xiang family also knows a lot about this old gentleman's talent and resourcefulness, and his words are undoubtedly a bargaining chip for Yan Hong invisibly!

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A quarter of an hour later, Xiang Jiajun led the army to the forest in a neat manner, and at a glance, he was stunned by the scene of this square inch.

It's early spring, but all the trees here are withered, and the fresh sprouts are completely lost in this place, and all the canopies are bare, without a single leaf on them.

On the ground, however, there were many scratches of different lengths of half an inch into the ground, not so much scratches, but at this moment there were people with clear vision, and at a glance they knew that these were the marks left by very sharp blades.

But Xiang Liang's mind was crossed with two different words [Sword Qi]!

From Xiang Liang's point of view, only a first-class martial arts master in the rivers and lakes can have such a profound skill to integrate his own internal strength into swordsmanship, and he has long known such a 'dead and silent' place in this originally green forest.

"General! Look at that! ”

A lieutenant beside him seemed to sense something, and under the moonlight, his right hand pointed to the trunk of a large tree, and the silver moonlight fell, but the blood stains on the trunk were clearly illuminated.

"Let's take a look!"

――Click――

There was a neat shaking of the armor, Xiang Liang dismounted first, followed by twenty strong soldiers, these were Xiang Liang's personal guards in the army, and their combat power was a grade higher than that of ordinary Chu soldiers.

Frowning, the wide palm of the fan, lightly scratched the thick trunk, sticking a trace of blood, put it on the wing of the nose and wanted to sniff it gently, but it was also sent to the mouth and licked slightly. "Blood, there is still some residual warmth, the battle here will never last more than an hour, pass on my general order, post a document notice in the entire border, search for the whereabouts of Zhao Gongzi, and send someone to inform my father of this matter!"

"Yes—the last general's order!"

It was one of the accompanying lieutenants who answered, and dozens of people were divided into dozens of people in the cavalry queue in an instant, and each of them went to perform their tasks.

"Zihuan, I hope nothing happens to you, otherwise, my Xiang clan will really be disappointed." Looking up at the bleak Xuanyue in the sky, he knew that Yan Hong's fate with the Xiang clan was concluded.

"General! Mr. Fan sent someone to send an urgent report, instructing him to read it in person to the general! ”

Another black-clothed scout, the fast horse crossed the crowd and hurried to Xiang Liang, presenting a bamboo slip with both hands.

Xiang Liang couldn't help but be stunned for a while, he had only been away from home for half an hour, what kind of urgent information had to be sent so urgently, and his father was still sitting at home, what could he not handle as an old man?

With a strong doubt in his heart, he gently took the bamboo slip, but when he arrived in front of him, his unnatural pupils shrank, and by the moonlight, he clearly saw that the seal of the bamboo slip was written with the word [heaven].

And this seemingly ordinary Tianzi mark is the code name of the Xiang family's most urgent information, so he didn't dare to hesitate and take a look. At first glance, I already felt dizzy in front of me!

"Zhao Huan, Yan Hong, the eldest son of Yan Guoyan, is extremely confidential at this time!"

This is just one sentence, but it is as heavy as a thousand pounds, the eldest son of the Yan royal family!

At this moment, Xiang Liang already clearly felt that the Xiang clan of the Chu State had reached a critical juncture in decision-making, advancing and retreating, but it would be two completely different endings!