The sky gradually brightened, but in the valley, the rain and fog were still pervasive, although the rain was not heavy, but it was quite chilly, and a burst of autumn rain and a chill wet the armor and the mountain road.

Zhao Yun took two hundred horsemen, just leading the horses, walking step by step in front of the queue in the mountain road, vigilantly looking at the surrounding situation, although there was a distribution of oilcloth, but after all, it could not cover the whole body, and the armor and robe were somewhat damp.

Diaoyin, north of Taichang Mountain, was not built by the Qin State at first, but by the Wei State.

At that time, in order to prevent the expansion of Qin, the Wei State built a city wall along the mountain range, that is, the Great Wall of the Wei State, and then built a strengthened version of the military fortress in Diaoyin. Later, a battle between Qin and Wei broke out in Diaoyin, and in the end, it was naturally the Qin State that laid this pass, and the Wei State began to withdraw from the stage.

Since it is called a pass, it is naturally stuck in the important passage of traffic, this pass, south of Guanzhong, north of Shangjun, is the most suitable passage for marching, the rest of the trail is not nothing, but difficult to travel. Just like for those masters in later generations who climbed with bare hands as naturally as eating and sleeping, it didn't really matter whether there was a road or not, but for ordinary people, maybe a big rock could dispel their original few climbing ideas.

Even if the Huns were different from the Han Chinese, they didn't need the baggage carts of the army, and their baggage was all on horses, but they also needed a road that could at least allow horses to pass.

As a result, there aren't many trails that can be offered to Huchuquan to choose from. It's like Zhuge Liang attacking Guanzhong, although there are many roads, but in fact, there are only two options.

Zhao Yun's two hundred horsemen came to block the road.

Ganfeng is to block the other end.

It depends on how Hu Chuquan chooses.

Zhao Yun walked this road before, and he also specifically asked the local guide, and he had some impressions, otherwise in the Han Dynasty, where there was no navigator, after circling a few laps between the mountains and hills, it would easily affect the sense of direction, and then he would not be able to turn out.

The autumn rain is not big, and the autumn rain is not like the spring rain, but as soon as it rains in the mountains, there will be mountain fog, shrouded in the surroundings, dozens of steps away is a white expanse, difficult to distinguish.

Zhao Yun's important task was to choose a slightly more similar location in this mountain road......

Two hundred horses, light and hurried, basically speaking, it should have rushed to the front of Hu Chu Quan, but it will not be too different, if Hu Chu Spring chooses to go in the direction of the north, then it is almost there, and it is not clear when a few sentry detectives of the Southern Huns will pop out of the white fog in front of them.

Of course, the premise is that Zhao Yun did not go the wrong way.

These forks in the hills and mountains, the shape is almost the same, are tens of millions of years ago in the Xiaoice River period of the north of the big glacier washed out of the ravine, in the Han Dynasty without any positioning system, if you go to the wrong fork, you may not be able to turn somewhere......

Therefore, although Zhao Yun had understood it before and had gone through it once, he was not very sure in his heart now, but Zhao Yun was calm in one of his actions, so the soldiers who followed him couldn't see any ups and downs in Zhao Yun's heart.

Jianma shook his head uneasily and walked behind Zhao Yun, although he had a piece of wood in his mouth, he was still unhappy, and he snorted heavily. Regardless of the people and horses in the autumn rain, they were blown by the wind in the mountains, and they were a little cold and uncomfortable, but fortunately, the men and horses of Zhao Yun with the Ganfeng were half of the veterans of the North and the half of the Xiliang Border Army, all of whom were accustomed to such weather, and since they followed the general Fei Qian, they had never been short of food, clothing, armor or anything, so they could endure it.

In the white fog in front of him, a black shadow was revealed, and after a few more steps, he could barely see clearly that this black shadow was actually a collapsed half-sided military village in the mountain road.

Zhao Yun exhaled a long breath, pointed forward, and waved his hand, although he didn't say anything, he also breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Seeing this collapsed military village, it means that he has not taken the wrong path.

In fact, in history, Zhao Yun's sense of direction is still okay, at least in the chaotic situation of Changbanpo, he can still find the right path, if it is Li Guang, it is estimated that Liu Chan will be starved to death even if he is not suffocated......

Zhao Yun ordered his soldiers to repair here, but he walked forward for a short time, standing on the wall of the military village and checking left and right.

The military village has collapsed, but there is still some power in the past, and after climbing up for a while, it came to the military village. The solid wall that was once repaired with blue bricks and stones has collapsed under the rain and wind for so many years, revealing the rammed earth, broken bricks and stones scattered, and the broken door of the village is open, like the teeth of old age, and few are still in the post, even if it is the only one left, it is staggered and swaying.

Looking ahead, there was still a white mist.

The drizzle hit the mountain road, poured on the broken wall, sprinkled on Zhao Yun's armor, and the sound of the rain was accompanied by the sound of cleaning up the war horses and arranging the robes behind him, and everything around seemed to be extremely quiet.

OK.

Zhao Yun decided to block Huchuquan here, although the military village was dilapidated, but after all, there were still some advantages in the terrain.

It seems that it has been a long time, and it seems that it has only rested for a short time, and Zhao Yun, who was eating the compressed cake specially distributed by General Zhengxi, suddenly jumped in his heart, and stuffed the remaining half of the piece in his hand into his mouth, and then did not chew it, just like that, he picked up the spear, stood up, walked to the front of the village in a few steps, and listened attentively.

Misty rain, white mist.

Visibility is less than 100 steps.

There seemed to be some chirping on the yellow mud ahead, but when I pricked up my ears to listen, there seemed to be nothing......

Did you hear it wrong?

Or is it confused?

The rain and mist between the mountain roads stained Zhao Yun's face, condensed into water droplets, down his eyebrows and cheeks, and slipped down silently, but Zhao Yun didn't even wipe it, just looked forward hard, and his ears were able to distinguish the small abnormal sounds in the rain and fog.

Most of the soldiers behind Zhao Yun followed Zhao Yun for a while, and when they saw Zhao Yun like this, they also stood up silently, and then gently took the blade in their hands.

Some people seem to be born to adapt to the battlefield. This kind of keen feeling on the battlefield may not be possessed by some generals, but for Zhao Yun, it is like a natural instinct.

Through the white mist, surging and churning in the mountain road, Zhao Yun seemed to see, and heard a group of people and horses in front of him, cautiously touching here, these people were wearing leather robes, carrying knives and guns, so there was no sound of armor pieces colliding between the marches, only the chirping sound of leather boots stepping on the yellow mud.

The Southern Huns really chose this direction!

"It's coming!" Zhao Yun said in a deep voice, and then waved his hand back, "Prepare the crossbow arrows!" ”

In this humid weather, bows and arrows are not easy to use, so you can only use the iron crossbow of Zhengxi. The crossbow machine is a hard work, and Zhang Xian naturally needs to prepare in advance, otherwise it will be too late to wind it temporarily.

Zhao Yun's voice was low, but it had an indescribable majesty, and he didn't continue to urge anything after finishing speaking, but just shook the big gun in his hand in his wrist, and the red tassel of the gun head was wet with rain, and it was shaken out at the moment, and the fleeting blood was thrilling.

This winding and rugged mountain road, there are some forks, one of which goes north to Shangjun, and one end goes east first, and then south to Jing Zhaoyin.

But it can't completely avoid the possibility of Hu Chuquan's brain pumping, so Zhao Yun finally persuaded Gan Feng that he would come to intercept this intersection in the north, and Gan Feng rushed to the intersection of Jing Zhaoyin, because it was very simple, this mountain road, Zhao Yun had at least personally walked once, and Gan Feng was more familiar with Jing Zhaoyin's terrain.

Although Gan Feng was a little reluctant, Zhao Yun's reasons were very sufficient, so he went his separate ways.

As a result, it now seems that Zhao Yun has won the bet.

If you can block Huchu Spring here, and wait for the follow-up troops to arrive, it will be a great achievement!

Of course, the premise is that it can be blocked......

The white mist seemed to have dissipated somewhat, or someone stirred it, and more than a dozen figures in the field of vision suddenly appeared from the mist, and in the next breath, more than a dozen arrows tore apart the white mist, rippling ripples in the air, and shot straight towards Zhao Yun!

These must be the scouts of the Southern Huns, and even the bowstring is hidden in the oiled paper bag, and it is only lightly hung up when it is approaching, which is not inferior to the speed and power in the sunny day!

Zhao Yun's wrist swirled, the big gun shook, and the gun tassel spread, as if a blood-red bud bloomed, and every gun tassel seemed to bloom upright at this moment!

The dry strip of cloth is naturally painless and itchy when it is smoked on a person's body, but the strip of cloth that is tied into a stick after being wet can even be comparable to rubber. Zhao Yun's spear head was originally full of water vapor, and after it exploded suddenly, it rotated at high speed, no less than a shield full of elasticity, and with a few pops, the arrows were swept to the ground.

At this time, the soldiers who were tense behind Zhao Yun also reacted, shouted, and those who held the shield pushed forward to push the shield, and those who raised the crossbow immediately flattened, and immediately deducted the hanging knife.

In this special environment, the benefits of the crossbow machine are fully presented, not only can be held for a long time, but also the tail of the crossbow is shorter than the arrow and the feathers are much smaller, which means that it will not be like the arrow because of water absorption, resulting in too heavy tail and light head loss of balance, and at the same time, the iron wire and wooden crossbow arm are also less absorbent than the general bow body and bowstring, and can be more suitable for fighting in wet conditions.

The crossbow roared away, and in the blink of an eye, it sank into the bodies of several Huns, blooming with brilliant blood, knocking them to the ground.

However, more Huns rushed out of the mist, and many of their felt hats may have been thrown away in the flight, with their hair scattered and roaring fiercely, like evil ghosts, rushing straight up, in the noisy shouts and footsteps, and even the sound of the hooves of war horses, for a while, I don't know how many Huns flocked here, and came towards Zhao Yun viciously!

"Hurrah Kitchen Spring!" Zhao Yun shouted loudly, "General Zhengxi has arrived!" Surrender quickly, spare your life! ”

Zhao Yun's sudden roar shook the valley and even suppressed all the sounds, even the white mist seemed to shrink back, and even the dozen or so Southern Hun soldiers who were about to rush over seemed to be stunned by this roar!

In the roar, Zhao Yun had already shaken off the spear, the head of the spear was swimming like a living dragon, and in the blink of an eye, a canopy of blood mist was brought out at the throat of the Southern Hun who rushed to the front, and immediately pounced on the few people behind without stopping!

The Southern Hun soldiers hurriedly slashed with knives and guns, but where could they keep up with Zhao Yun's speed, under a photo, more than ten Southern Hun soldiers who rushed forward couldn't even touch the corners of Zhao Yun's clothes, only heard the sound of puff and puff accompanied by blood splashing under high pressure, and a body fell to the ground, some people were not dead for a while, but they couldn't scream out of their necks that were surging with blood, and the screams were left like a cowhide leaking.

The corpses of the Southern Huns suddenly filled the mountain road with a seven-seven-eighty-eight, the original fierce and vicious fighting momentum also became child's play before Zhao Yun's means, not without some self-proclaimed brave Southern Hun soldiers rushed towards Zhao Yun with their teeth and claws, but no matter how they waved their blades, how they yelled to give themselves courage, but in front of Zhao Yun, there was still no one general, only the blood-colored flowers that bloomed between the throat and chest and abdomen, proving that they had once been brave......

If the battlefield is open, as long as you are not afraid of death, there will always be people who will flock to Zhao Yun's side, but this mountain road is not very wide in the first place, and the collapsed military village occupies nearly half of the road, although there are a lot of Southern Hun soldiers who rushed up for a while, but for a while, it can only be five or six people facing Zhao Yun in parallel, and it can't cause much threat to Zhao Yun.

In the fierce battle, Zhao Yun suddenly handed his gun to his left hand, let a Hun with a slightly more gorgeous and neat robe cut the war knife, and then punched him in the lower abdomen, beating it like a boiled shrimp bent up, and then took advantage of his painful bending down, an elbow smashed on the back of his head, and instantly knocked him unconscious......

"Tie it up! Take! Zhao Yun shouted without replying, "Bring it to the general!" ”

The soldiers behind Zhao Yun immediately understood, and pulled this unlucky ghost over with all hands and feet, and then tied his hands and feet like pigs and sheep, and put it on the horse's back, and someone turned over on the horse and left.

When the battle is approaching, it can still advance and retreat freely, kill if you want to kill, capture if you want to capture, easy and freehand as if you are strolling in the garden, so the momentum of the Southern Huns soldiers can't help but stagnate, cowering and no longer crazy before.

Seeing this, a hint of a smile appeared on his originally serious face, "Zhao Zilong of Changshan under the command of a certain expedition to the west!" Surrender as soon as possible to save your life! ”

The fog gradually dispersed a little, Hu Chuquan looked at Zhao Yun in front of him so bravely, the corners of his eyes couldn't help twitching, this damn Zhengxi general Fei Qian, where did you find these guys, all of them are ten thousand enemies, and they are all heroes in the world!

Immortality is above, and this still doesn't let people live......