At noon on April 12, Mo Gan's Zhao army retreated to Luhe in order with 2,000 cavalry as guides. It is said that retreating at such a time is the most dangerous move, and the slightest mistake will lead to the collapse of the whole front. But what is extremely puzzling and inexplicable is that in the face of the retreat of the Zhao army, which did not hide one by one, it was actually impossible to hide one by one, whether it was the Tu Tu people on the west bank of Heishui or the big tent soldiers in the White Wolf Mountain, they did not take any measures. On the one hand, the royal department of Donglu Valley sent a large number of sentinels to reconnoiter the left and right of the mountain road repeatedly, and on the other hand, they carefully occupied several empty fortresses in turn; Hundreds of large tent soldiers followed the rear guard of the Zhao army, and "escorted" the Zhao army out of the White Wolf Mountain, until the Zhao army's military flag disappeared on the vast grassy beach, and they cautiously set up a camp. As for the Turks on the west side of the Blackwater River, no one knew what they were thinking. For the whole afternoon, they did nothing, and it was not until late evening that a small group of rangers was sent into the camp that had been abandoned by the Zhao army. Of course, they couldn't have found anything. Under Shang Cheng's repeated emphasis, Sun Huan removed all the things in the camp that could be moved, people, horses, tents, baggage, grain and grass...... Not even a straw rope, an arrow, or even a piece of yellow rice were left for the Tuqi people, if it weren't for the fact that they couldn't catch up, Sima of the Yanshan Central Army, who had just taken office, probably wanted to tear down the barracks that were built up of stones. The ranger quickly climbed the low stone wall of the camp and looked in the direction of Mogan for a long time, and then returned to the river empty-handed. They never came back after that. It was not until the afternoon of the next day that a tribal soldier who had crossed the river from the black water turned back and touched the fortress, which seemed to have been abandoned, but in fact it was. At the moment when they planted the tribal flag on the stone wall, the horn of the march suddenly sounded in the White Wolf Mountain, and thousands of big tent soldiers waved the flag, danced with knives and guns, and rumbled towards Moganzhai......

No one can explain why the Turks did what they did, and there is something untenable for either explanation. They were also unable to consult the enemy's generals, so they had to record the incident truthfully and leave it to future generations to solve the mystery.

The soldiers by the Deer River did not care what posterity would say. They didn't even understand why they would suddenly retreat when they were about to achieve a major victory. The matter of Li Shen and the Right Army will not slowly spread until they return to Yanshan. Only then will they understand how thrilling this retreat was. Many of them would talk about it countless times in the days that followed, about the retreat, and constantly adding new plots and details to the retreat, and finally turning it into a legend, and then the folk artists would compile the story into big books and songs and sing it everywhere, and they would also adapt the most gripping parts into a play and put it on the stage, so that it would be passed down from generation to generation......

On the evening of the thirteenth, when many people were sitting in tents that were not warm, sorting out their weapons and armor, and whispering about the reasons for the retreat, Huo Shiqi was struggling on the way to Yanshan.

Yes, he was struggling. From Ge Ping to Liuzhen, from Liuzhen to Mogan, and then from Mogan to here, in the past four days, he has been bumped on horseback for almost 600 miles, and his bones are like falling apart. The inner thighs were worn out, and he could feel his flesh and pants sticking together; The pants pressed under the legs were soaked and dried with blood, dried and soaked again, and the hard scabs formed were layered on top of each other, and the angular edges of the blood scabs could be clearly felt on horseback. At first, as the horse's hooves kicked and the horse's back undulated, he would feel an unbearable pain that brought tears to his eyes. But since last night, he has no more sensation in his legs, except for numbness and numbness. Now his legs seemed to be filled with lead water, and pressed heavily against the stirrups; They were as heavy as two monsters, tearing at his body with all their hearts, as if someone wanted to separate him from his legs. He thought, it would be better to hurt a little, at least he knew that his leg was still on him, how could he suffer like this? He even had a crazy thought: Why don't he just cut off these two legs, and he won't be exempt from this sin?

His eyes were blankly looking ahead, all kinds of thoughts were spinning in his mind, and in a daze, his hand had already subconsciously touched the knife hanging from his waist.

"Uncle Seventeen," Duan Si turned back from the front of the horse, walked around the bridle and rode beside him, first spat out the sand in his mouth, and then said loudly, "Uncle Oneteen, the sun is about to go down, and there is a small water tower to the west a few miles away, where shall we rest tonight?" By the way, you can also drink horses. Rest for two hours early tonight, and we will get up and hurry as soon as the sky is bright tomorrow morning, and we will be able to see the front village of Mazhichuan before noon. If we can change horses there, we can go to Beizheng tomorrow night! ”

Huo Shiqi didn't hear what Duan Si was saying clearly at all. But it doesn't matter what Duan Si says, he will say yes!

Good!

He opened his mouth to say something, but his dry lips had been cut by the wind knife and there was blood everywhere, and the blood that oozed out stuck his upper and lower lips together. He stuck out his tongue and licked his lower lip, swallowed the newly burst blood from his lips and moistened his throat, saying, "...... Good. His voice was so hoarse that he couldn't even hear himself, so he nodded his head in agreement.

Duan Si said that the little water Tai arrived soon. Nice place, there is water and grass, there is a grass ridge in the northwest, and there is a miscellaneous forest on the ridge, which can block a lot of cold winds.

This place has long been occupied. But how dare a few grassland herdsmen go against the fierce and vicious guards of the Admiral's Palace? Seeing Zhao Bing's shadow, all the adult men and half-grown children fled in one fell swoop, leaving only a dozen women and dolls, trembling and hugging in a ball and shrinking in front of a few shacks made of rotten skins.

At present, the pioneers have already lit three fires, and the iron pots on the shelves of the fire have already steam and the water is about to boil. A Hachagan dragged a sheep from the darkness, held the horns of the sheep and threw it back, the sheep kicked its front hooves and raised its head unwillingly, and the other soldier grabbed the sheep's neck with a knife, and the two guides immediately handed over two pots, and as soon as the knife was pulled out, the steaming blood of the sheep gurgled out. After receiving a pot of half sheep's blood, the Hachagan put down the dying sheep with a hand, and a small knife flew up and down, peeling the skin and removing the flesh, and in a blink of an eye, he cut out a pile of meat while the sheepskin on the ground was cut......

Duan Si carried Huo Shiqi around the fire slowly, and while watching the soldier kill the sheep, he smiled and said to the sluggish Huo Shiqi: "Prairie people, you are the best at this, wait to eat sheep blood tofu." When I came out, I also brought some liquor, and it was a happy event to eat meat and drink a lot of wine, right? Huo Shiqi grunted, and his voice didn't seem to speak, but to his stomach. Duan Si knew that Huo Shiqi was extremely tired and tired, and he was disgusted when he smelled the smell of sheep and blood, so he stopped talking to him, helped him to walk towards the limelight, turned around and raised his voice and said to that Hachagen, "Barbarian baby, you lead other people's sheep, have you paid?" ”

The soldier, who was called the brute, rubbed the knife on the wool and said, "I gave them money, but they don't want it." ”

"Mother! If you give them copper coins, where will they take them? Duan Si snorted and scolded, "Go, take a few pieces of salt and give them to others!" He also said to Huo Shiqi, "The rarest thing for these sheep grazing is salt." The smuggled people in Yanshan are salt sellers, iron tools, and tea. Tea is expensive, and not many people can afford it; The benefits of iron tools are great, but they are too hard to use, and they don't need to be replaced for several years; It's salt that's the best. Many parts of the grassland are actually traded with salt. ”

Huo Shiqi gritted his teeth and stood on tiptoe to move step by step, inhaling cool air one by one, listening to Duan Si talking to himself, and said casually: "Hizz! You know a lot of them......"

"I'm your mother! That salt belongs to your family? Breaking a piece makes you feel distressed like that? A big piece of fingernails, you should be fighting ants at home! Give them all one by one! Duan Si roared first, and then turned around and smiled, "I was a hunter in West Malaysia in the past, and I have also walked on the grassland for two years to do some small business. ”

Huo Shiqi also smiled. When he was working in the Admiral's Mansion, Duan Si was just a small guard, so although the two knew each other, they were not familiar with each other. He only knew that this Duan Si was also an old brother of Ximazhi who came back from the grassland with Shang Cheng, but he was late in eating food and becoming a soldier, and his credit was thin, so he was not eye-catching among the more than 200 guards in the Admiral's Mansion. In addition, this person's face was scratched by a leopard, and he was described as hideous and ugly, which made people feel uncomfortable when he looked at it, and his speech was also vulgar. This is the real job of Zhengqipin......

After walking twice, Huo Shiqi's legs and feet gradually became conscious, and his thighs and buttocks were also burning with pain. Duan Si saw that it was almost over, so he helped him to the felt carpet that had been laid out on the side.

This is the place where the fire has just been burned, and even through the thick layers of old sheepskin and felt carpet, the warm heat is still steaming unhurriedly. Huo Shiqi didn't dare to lie down, so he could only lie on his stomach; That's it, and it's also comfortable to let out a long sigh.

Duan Siyi grabbed him: "Uncle Seventeen, don't lie on your stomach, just lie down." I sprinkled some horse urine on the ground and steamed it with hot air to heal your leg injury. ”

Huo Shiqi was stunned for a moment. He had never heard of such a statement. Can horse urine cure his leg injury?

Although he was skeptical, he still struggled to turn over and write a letter one by one! If he could really heal his injuries, or make him less painful, he would definitely thank Duan Si again when he went back!

He immediately screamed loudly in pain......

Duan Si ignored his painful expression, thought about it, and said with a strange expression: "You rest for a while, I'll go get you some good food and drink......