The girl in front of her had all the temperament that a princess should have, noble, beautiful, seductive, and the lofty momentum, and the wildness attached to the grassland, which made Duan Zhong make enough judgments. Subjie did not deceive himself. Therefore, Duan Zhong is 100% satisfied with this result, because this is already the best result, and as long as he stretches out his hand forward, catches the princess of the Huns, and rushes out of the camp of the Huns, then everything will be a perfect success.

And the smoothness of things is far beyond Duan Chong's imagination, when he rushed to the woman's side, he gently said "offended", and then hugged her up without hindrance, and then rushed out of the camp as fast as possible. The battle outside the tent was still going on, but it was clear that in the face of less than three hundred Northern Liang cavalry, a large number of Huns had already recovered from panic and confusion, and took up arms to join the fight, and these three hundred cavalry distributed in the Hun camp were dwindling at an alarming rate, and it was a matter of time before they were all surrounded and annihilated. However, such a sacrifice and the blazing fire had already given Duan Chong enough opportunities, and at this moment, Duan Chong had already ripped off the armor he wore outside, revealing a Hun outfit inside, and took advantage of the fire and war to approach the fence of the camp.

Jiang Mingchen's current situation Duan Chong didn't know, but fortunately, Jiang Mingchen never needed anyone to worry about him in the dark night, and Duan Chong didn't have time to worry about him at the moment. Duan Zhong flashed through countless tents like a phantom, came directly to the fence, jumped over, and at the same time took out a handful of powder from his arms and threw it into the air, and then took out the flint and slapped it in the air, and saw that the powder suddenly "crackled" and exploded, although the sound was not loud, but it was extremely dazzling. This is the letter that Duan Zhong typed, and only a moment later, a neighing sound was heard in the darkness, Xiao Zhengrong had already rushed over on a war horse, and he was still holding a war horse in his hand and no one was riding it. Duan Zhong jumped on the horse without hesitation, shouted "go", and rushed into the vast grassland with Xiao Zhengrong.

Duan Zhong glanced back at the fire behind him, and felt a sadness in his heart, these three hundred soldiers who volunteered to sacrifice were about to bury their ashes on this grassland. At this moment, Xiao Zhengrong was still followed by nearly a thousand Northern Liang soldiers, and what Duan Zhong and Xiao Zhengrong needed to do next was to return to Daliang with these thousand soldiers and the princess of the Huns.

However, all this is by no means as simple as Duan Zhong thought, although what happened in the Xiongnu camp was unexpected, but at this moment, when it came to the critical moment of life and death and escape, it was not so smooth.

The earth trembled, the sound of countless horses' hooves stepping on the ground at the same time, followed by countless shouts, louder and stronger. Although the 1,000 Northern Liang soldiers behind them have already used the fastest speed to run for their lives, but all of them are aware of a serious problem, that is, there are a large number of Huns behind them to chase out, the number is so large, just feel that this formation is no less than three or five thousand people, and more importantly, the shouting and killing and the sound of horses' hooves are getting closer and closer, which means that the enemy is getting closer and closer.

Duan Chong's heart suddenly sank, and an extremely bad premonition rushed to his heart. Because the plan to storm the camp and kidnap the princess was so smoothly implemented, even if the Huns reacted quickly, it was impossible for the Huns to be able to gather so many troops so quickly after realizing that the princess had been taken captive, and also formed an effective pursuit! The three hundred soldiers who sacrificed were just to confuse the judgment of the Huns, otherwise, Duan Zhong and Jiang Mingchen could have lurked in alone to complete such a thing. So there is only one possibility, the enemy has already laid an ambush early!

However, in this way, Duan Zhong was even more puzzled. If the other party had expected that he would come to attack the camp, or if Su Bu Zhuo had betrayed himself, how could he let himself kidnap the other party's princess so easily? Duan Chong's heart suddenly shook, and he suddenly felt extremely frightened, because from beginning to end, Duan Chong relied on his own judgment to determine whether the person he was arrested was the princess of the Huns. How to verify the correct body, Duan Zhong did not have time to think about this issue. Duan Zhong looked at the girl "princess" in his arms who was stunned by himself, and felt a little powerless for a while.

Would the princess of the Huns really be stupid enough to risk her life at such a moment? And the reason why the Huns chose to pursue after their own side attacked and fled, on the one hand, was to paralyze Duan Chong's party, and on the other hand, because of such a large number of troops, it took time to dispatch, and if they wanted to wipe out the cavalry team of the Northern Liang, this required sufficient encirclement, and now, it is obvious that such an encirclement is already very large, because only one direction is left for Duan Zhong and Xiao Zhengrong to escape, and the most important thing is that there is something waiting for him in front of this direction. Duan Zhong didn't know. Obviously, Duan Zhong made a wrong bet, and this wrong bet is enough to make a rich man bankrupt, and it will not give you room to regret it. In this way, all the doubts in Duan Zhongzhong can be explained, and the only thing that needs to be proved is that the unconscious woman sitting on horseback and in his arms at this moment is not the princess of the Huns. Obviously, now the cavalry led by Duan Zhong and Xiao Zhengrong is fleeing for their lives, and no one can verify this problem. What's even more terrifying is that the horses of the Northern Liang cavalry have been running on the grassland for a month, and at this moment they have already reached the end of the crossbow, and compared with the Huns who are good at riding horses, the difference in speed is not small, and it is a matter of time before they are caught up.

Escaping is the only thing Duan Zhong and Xiao Zhengrong can do now, even if they want to die, they must be close to Beiliang.

However, the speed of the Huns is very unwise, the distance between the Huns and their own team has been getting closer and closer, from the initial hundreds of zhang to a hundred zhang, then to eighty zhang, and then to the current fifty zhang, although the speed of the chase is very slow, but to be caught up is certain.

After galloping all night, the sky was gradually brightening, and the whole team was even more sleepy and tired, and it was really difficult to continue. Duan Zhong sighed, wiped his nose, and twisted the war horse suddenly, stopped suddenly, and shouted: "The last three hundred soldiers will follow me to intercept the enemy!" ”

With this order, the last three hundred cavalry of the team also suddenly stopped, and Qi Qi turned to the direction of the Huns rushing in, with a tacit understanding, obviously, this is already a manifestation of seeing death as home. Duan Zhong wiped his face violently to make himself more sober: "Mother, let it go!" He turned around and yelled at Xiao Zhengrong, who was already stunned: "Hurry up!" As he spoke, he wanted to throw the "Hun Princess" on horseback to Xiao Zhengrong, but when he looked down, he found that the woman on horseback was actually ...... disappeared, and suddenly felt a chill in my heart, could it be that I fell under the horse in a hurry? The night's hard work and sacrifice were not all in vain.

However, in an instant, the enemy was about to rush over, so he didn't have time to think about it, and yelled at Xiao Zhengrong again, "Hurry up!" He pulled out the long sword at his waist, shouted "kill", and rushed towards the rushing Hun cavalry, followed by the three hundred cavalry who regarded death as home.

Xiao Zhengrong wiped his eyes and found that he was wet, Duan Chong's behavior was undoubtedly using his life to help him delay time, if he didn't leave, then he wouldn't leave, he would be too sorry for Duan Chong. The next low roar: "Hurry up!" "Lead the remaining nearly 700 cavalry to rush in the direction of the Beiliang border, as long as you can go back, everything will be planned in the long run.

Duan Zhong is a very greedy person, but this time his greed has allowed him to taste the consequences. However, since he has been released this time, he simply kills it. In the past month, Duan Chong has a lot of blood on his hands, and he can't suppress his desire to kill, so at this moment, he simply won't suppress it anymore and let it be released!

Rushing to the forefront of the team like a wild beast, the sword in his hand raised high, his eyes full of blood red, thirty zhang...... Twenty zhang ...... Ten Zhang...... The sword in Duan Chong's hand let out a long roar, and rushed into the camp of the Huns with Duan Chong. In just an instant, Duan Chong used the momentum of the horses to slash the chests of the five Huns with his long sword, cutting his body in half, and splashing his internal organs and intestines on the ground.

Kill, kill, kill! After the killing, Duan Chong didn't have any thoughts in his heart. This serious murderous swordsmanship is finally completely revealed, and at this moment, there is no need for humanity and any thoughts, only the infinite killing thoughts in the heart. And at this moment, Duan Zhong has incarnated as a killing god, killing gods when he meets gods, killing Buddhas when he encounters Buddhas, every cell in his body is soaked in blood, and his body is full of intestines and internal organs, which is the most primitive and barbaric fight.

Every time the sword goes down, it must be a dead soul, and it never leaves a big wound, and some only have two bodies. The sword in his hand is open, and even with the hilt of the sword, it can also burst the opponent's brain.

One hundred, two hundred, three hundred, Duan Zhong didn't even need to calculate how many people he had killed, because any area with Duan Zhong as the center would fall in pieces. The war horse neighed, not daring to take a step forward. Knowing that all the Huns stopped their horses and surrounded Duan Zhong from a distance, forming an encirclement of Nuoda. No one dared to take another step forward.

In the entire air, there were only heavy blood-red eyes and heavy gasps, heavy, heavy!

This book was first published.

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