The death battalion won the first real battle victory since the founding of the army, and its morale was extremely high.

But in the days that followed, they discovered that the difficulties had just begun.

Mu Huali learned his lesson and began to pursue with great patience, and he no longer sought to annihilate the enemy in one fell swoop.

After gathering the later 20,000 reinforcements, he divided the more than 20,000 soldiers into eight teams, like wolves, constantly driving and oppressing the enemy.

Hunting!

In the three days that followed, the daredevils attacked the settlement only twice. In one case, the attack was only halfway carried out when the pursuers arrived and were forced to evacuate early.

Within three days, Wan Yankang led his army to engage the pursuers five times. Although they can kill through the enemy formation every time, with each battle, the number of daredevils has become smaller and smaller.

If it weren't for Wan Yankang's charge forward every time, almost single-handedly breaking through the enemy formation, the death army would have been wiped out long ago.

Even so, the initial establishment of 1,000 people is now only 258.

And everyone is wounded!

It was Wan Yankang himself, who was also covered with thirteen knife wounds.

"Fortunately, it's winter, and the clothes are thick." Wan Yankang said jokingly.

But the most difficult thing is not the battle damage of men and horses. Because of the enemy's hunting, in the past three days, the soldiers of the daredevils have not been given more than an hour of rest, and both men and horses are already extremely trapped, and their physical strength and energy have reached the limit.

The food prepared before the death camp was sufficient, but in this cold winter, the barbecue meat was frozen hard, and biting it was like biting on a stone, and a few teeth would be broken if you were not careful. Before eating, the warriors had to put the roast meat in their arms and slowly melt it before putting it in their mouths.

Because there was nowhere to make a fire, the wine jugs that the soldiers originally carried were frozen into ice lumps, and the soldiers could only eat snow on the spot to quench their thirst. In this extremely cold time, eating snow is even more chilling, and the soldiers will endure it if they are not thirsty.

During the period, Yan Kang took advantage of the gap to transport the Jiuyang Divine Skill and dissolved the ice lumps in a few wine jugs, so that everyone could drink a sip of hot wine.

For the soldiers of the death battalion, this sip of hot wine can eliminate three points of fatigue and dispel three points of cold, which is simply better than dragon liver and gall.

But because the wars were too frequent, Wan Yankang didn't dare to use all his internal forces on melting wine jugs. The Jiuyang Divine Skill, which is known as endless, also has a limit to qi recovery after all.

When it comes to war, every ounce of internal force is precious.

Looking at the tired eyes of the remaining more than 200 soldiers, Wan Yankang knew that he had to make a change. Otherwise, this army that traveled thousands of miles with him, the only remaining two hundred or so warriors, would not be able to hold out for two more days.

"Thurle, how much have you been feats?"

Thurle took out the small bag that counted the merits of the battle, counted the ears inside, and replied excitedly: "Commander, I cut off twenty-seven heads!" ”

Wan Yankang wrote a few big characters with charcoal on a piece of silk cloth: Tuerle, Ji Gong Erqi Shiqi, Wan Yan Kang. Then he handed it to Thurle: "Put it away!" ”

Turle didn't understand what he meant, but after Yan Kang asked him to put it away, he immediately put the silk cloth close to his body.

"Boyan, how much have you achieved in battle?"

"Back to Dashuai, I only cut off nineteen heads." The man who was asked counted the number of ears and said with some embarrassment.

Wan Yan Kang laughed: "Killing one is enough, and cutting nineteen can be called warriors!" While speaking, he had already written on the silk cloth: Bo Yang, Ji Gong Jiu, Wan Yan Kang.

"Put it away!"

Boyan also took the silk cloth and put it away closely.

"Yan Keri, how many heads have you chopped off?"

"Commander Qiqi, I cut off thirty-two heads!" Yan Keli had already counted his ears, and when he was asked, he immediately raised his head and answered, but when he straightened his chest, he pulled the injury in his abdomen again, and couldn't help coughing.

Wan Yan Kang laughed: "I didn't expect you, a Sven person, to kill people, and you are not soft at all!" ”

"The bravery in the blood of the Han people is no worse than that of the grassland people!" Yan Keli has been discriminated against because of his bloodline since he was a child, and at this time he has made outstanding achievements in battle, and his speech is completely different.

"Whether it is a Han person, a Jin person, or a Mongolian, as long as they eat together and fight together, they are all good brothers, you remember it for me!" After Yan Kang listened to Yan Keli's heart, he was very deep, and he focused on mentioning it at the moment.

"Dashuai, I remember!"

Wan Yan Kang wrote the silk cloth and handed it to Yan Keri.

Yan Keli put it away as usual, and opened his mouth to ask something, only to see that Yan Kang had already turned around and asked about the next person's exploits.

These days, Wan Yankang has memorized the names of each of the soldiers under his command, and he asked them one by one about their combat exploits and wrote them in silk cloth.

The remaining more than 200 remnants, although all of them were tired and wounded, were all good men.

One of the warriors with the least merit also cut off eight of the enemy's heads.

One of the bravest warriors, named Fuerchi, had already cut off eighty-three heads. Fu Erchi said excitedly: "Dashuai, let's fight a few more battles, I will cut off twenty more heads, and it will be a hundred people!" ”

Wan Yankang laughed when he heard this, and patted Fu Erchi's chest: "Fu Erchi, live well, sooner or later there will be a time to become a hundred people!" ”

The pursuers were once again in sight.

Wan Yankang turned his horse's head and said to the soldiers: "You go north first, make a detour and then go east, rush to Taizhou, and use the silk cloth given to you by the commander to find the chief general of Taizhou to receive the reward." ”

Before the others could react, Yan Keli suddenly understood, and he said in a trembling voice: "Dashuai, you want to lead the enemy away alone?" ”

Wan Yankang touched his head: "Yan Keli, these two hundred people, you are still the smartest, when Ben Shuai is not there, you will be the master!" ”

Yan Keli had tears in his eyes and knelt on the ground: "Dashuai, I'm not afraid of death!" ”

The other soldiers all reacted and knelt on the ground and shouted in unison: "Dashuai, we are not afraid of death!" ”

Wan Yan Kang slapped Yan Keri: "Idiot, this handsome man runs alone, it's not much faster than carrying you cumbersome!" ”

Fuerchi leaned over, pointed at the enemy troops a few miles away, and smiled: "Marshal, let's do it again, I think this battle will be enough for a hundred heads." ”

Wan Yankang kicked Fuerchi away and shouted: "Go north quickly, this is a military order!" ”

When all the soldiers heard this, they all turned over and got on their horses, and then bowed to Wan Yankang in unison.

At the time of parting, someone cried: "Dashuai, you must live!" ”

Wan Yankang said proudly: "I am Tengger, in this world, the person who can kill Tengger has not been born yet!" ”

"Let's go!"

Yan Keli wiped his tears and shouted: "Brothers, let's go!" ”

The brigade of the Qiyan Division, not far away, saw that the prey in front of them suddenly went north, so they also began to turn to the north to chase after them.

As the death battalion team withdrew, the pursuers saw at a glance that a black horse and a knight on the horse were left alone.

"Is that the White Horse City Lord?" Someone shouted in surprise.

The general of this chasing army is a commander of ten thousand people, he has not met Wan Yankang before, and at this time, he was reminded by his subordinates, and he was overjoyed.

In this pursuit, their only target was Wan Yankang, a big fish, and the other soldiers of the death battalion were not even small fish and shrimp.

Captain Wan thought about it for a while, if he was Wanyankang, how could he break off alone, didn't he deliberately let people ride a dark horse and stay where he was to lure?

Just when the commander hesitated to divide his troops to pursue, Wan Yankang began to ride his horse towards them.

Wan Yankang urged Xiao Hei to run, and at the same time, he took off two balls of wool from the sheepskin coat on his body and stuffed them into Xiao Hei's ears, and he patted Xiao Hei's neck: "Good guy, your master is going to make a big move, don't be scared." ”

Xiao Hei seemed to understand what Yan Kang was going to do, and pulled his ears down knowingly.

After Yan Kang saw it, this horse was simply fine. He was determined, his eyes were ahead, and he had no scruples.

One person and one horse, facing 3,000 cavalry, brazenly charging into battle, using the mantis arm as a car, are not enough to describe this situation.

The captain of the beggar department gradually saw Yan Kang's face clearly. While he was overjoyed, he couldn't help but be a little surprised, the Han people have a saying, the son of a daughter, can't sit down, this little prince of the Jin country, just like to send him to death?

"Capture this man alive!" The Captain gave the order.

At the same time, Wan Yankang urged Xiao Hei to keep accelerating, and he took a deep breath.

This breath, Wan Yankang inhaled very deeply, and the sound of inhalation overshadowed Xiao Hei's galloping breath.

Then, he spat out two words violently.

"Death!"

As soon as these two words were spit out, it was like a tiger roaring and a dragon's groan, and the horses in front of the enemy army on the opposite side stood up in shock.

The horsemen in the front felt that their heads had been struck by a sledgehammer, and they fell off their horses like dumplings. The captain of the beggar department, who was also in the forefront, also fell to the ground.

Although Xiao Hei was stuffed with wool and drooped his ears, he was trembling all over at this time, and his feet were almost weak.

Wan Yankang felt Xiao Hei's strange appearance, and immediately stopped roaring.

At this time, he had already met the enemy's front, Wan Yankang had already seen the location of the captain, Xiao Hei rushed a few steps forward, and he ran to this person's side.

With a slight stab of Yan Kang's silver spear, it stabbed into the person's throat and completely accounted for it.

Then, he burst into the formation, rushed left and right, and danced pear blossoms with guns, as if entering a no-man's land.

After a cup of tea, Wan Yankang had already penetrated the enemy formation, he turned his horse back, and then killed back into the enemy formation.

After penetrating the enemy formation again, with Yan Kang's physical strength, he felt that his arms were a little sore. He ran dozens of steps, turned around and pointed his gun at the enemy formation, and shouted: "Tell Mu Huali to wash his neck and wait!" ”

With that, he turned his horse's head and ran southwest.

These 3,000 pursuers, although the main force still exists. But because the Lord was about to be killed, and his courage was taken away, no one dared to chase after him at this time, and thousands of men and horses remained in place, at a loss.

After a while, the only remaining commander among the pursuers came to his senses. He summoned a centurion and ordered him to send all his men out in groups of ten, trying to report the news to Mu Huali as soon as possible, and inform the other pursuers.

Then, the commander grabbed a handful of snow from the ground and rubbed it on his face a few times, lifting up his spirit and courage, before leading the team to continue the pursuit of Yan Kang.

Two hours later, Mu Huali got the news that Wan Yan Kang was alone, he groaned slightly, and ordered the whole army to unify the goal, with the pursuit of Wan Yan Kang as the first priority.

Capture this person alive, a bounty of 10,000 taels, and an official promotion of three levels!

Under the heavy reward, the soldiers of the beggar tribe began to howl.

But a day later, Mu Huali found that in the vast prairie, it was more difficult to find one person than to find hundreds of people.

What's more, this person also has a divine horse sitting down.

If it is not on the snow, there are always horseshoe prints to be found, and it is more difficult to recover.

Judging from the horseshoe prints, Wan Yankang was going west and south for a while, and his whereabouts were extremely erratic, and he didn't know where he was going to hide.

An army of twenty or thirty thousand, it is not a way to run with one person like this. Mu Huali adjusted his thinking in time, divided the army into a team of 500 people, dispersed, and began to pursue in the vast snowfield.

Because he knew Wan Yankang's intentions, Mu Huali led his troops to firmly guard the eastern area and did not give him any chance to turn back to the east.

After Mu Huali's thinking was adjusted, Wan Yankang encountered two pursuers within one day.

For the first time, he did the same, using the lion's roar to open the way and kill the team.

But in less than a quarter of an hour, the second team of pursuers had already heard the sound and rushed to arrive.

With Yan Kang's eyesight, he noticed that in addition to this group of pursuers, it was obvious that there were other enemies in the distance who were rapidly approaching.

He realized Mu Huali's old spiciness, and knew that if he fought again, he was afraid that the consequences would be worrying.

So, Wan Yankang turned his horse's head, staggered past the second team of pursuers, and fled westward with Xiao Hei's superb horse speed.