The retreat of the Humeng people was not deliberately hidden, just like when they came, they came and went quickly, but Hao Zifeng did not dare to be careless at all, but just ordered the cooking camp to cook and cook, and the soldiers on duty took turns to eat and rest, but still maintained the original high combat readiness.

After all, the spiritual defense line of the Yan army is now extremely fragile, and if it is suddenly attacked by the enemy and breaks into the army, even if it is supported by the later 3,000 cavalry battalions, it is basically powerless.

This persistence lasted until dawn the next day, and Hao Zifeng, who was not at ease, let the Xiaoqi camp, which had been resting all night, embark on the road north to Xiema Town again, after all, if Hu Meng retreated, it was very likely that he would repeat his old tricks and go to Xiema Town.

It's just that Zhang Erhu didn't meet any Humeng people along the way, but a scout who just came out of Xiema Town and met him.

"Ahead, is Zhang Erhu and Deputy Battalion Marshal Zhang?"

Zhang Erhu tightened the steel gun that was originally clipped under his armpit, and saw a ten-person scout team running far away from this side, although he wondered how they could do it again, but he hadn't let down his guard yet.

"Why are you here?" When the person approached, Zhang Erhu let down his guard, because he had seen this person by Yan Wuji's side before, and when Yan Wuji led the Xiaoqi Cavalry Camp to the north before, he was in the team.

This person's name is Song Tao, and he is now the captain of the scout team of the independent battalion in Xiema Town, and he took over Jia Chong's class, and Zhang Erhu still remembers this very well.

Song Tao arched his hand at Zhang Erhu, "We are on the orders of the battalion commander to find General Zhang." ”

"Oh, but there's something wrong with Shema?" Zhang Erhu hurriedly asked, although he was very anxious about this, but seeing that the other party did not look flustered, it didn't seem to be like that.

Song Tao shook his head, "Xiema Town is fine, it was the battalion commander who asked me to wait and tell the general that Temutel's troops had retreated." ”

"Retreat! Why, where did you get the news? Compared with the difficulties in Xiema Town, it is obvious that this news makes Zhang Erhu feel more incredible, so he can't believe it for a while.

Song Tao was helpless, so he had to nod again and said: "It is true that it has retreated, and it has been completely retreated, and the Hu Mengbing soldiers who were originally stationed outside Xiema Town walked cleanly overnight last night."

When they withdrew last night, I already found out about it, but there were few soldiers in the city, so the battalion commander did not organize a pursuit. ”

"Although Hu Meng retreated, he retreated and was not defeated, so his momentum is still there, and he should not be lightly swept away, and the battalion commander is right not to pursue." Zhang Erhu affirmed Yan Wuji's approach.

My heart was relieved, and I suddenly laughed a little self-deprecatingly, there is still such a scout force in the northwest border that can enter the tiger's den and probe Longtan, and the scout battalion in the first army is like suddenly evaporating from the world, suppressed by Hu Meng's scouts and has no power to fight back, which eventually led to today's passive situation, how not to make people feel ridiculous, how not to make people feel sad!

"Independent battalion, it's really a clear stream of the Yan army!" Zhang Erhu sighed quietly, although he also wanted to roar, but after all, he had been in this dye vat for a long time, and he was no longer the Zhang Erhu who could rely on his enthusiasm and treat all fame and fortune like dung.

arranged for two personal soldiers to inform Hao Zifeng with their waist cards, and he led the Xiao Cavalry Battalion all the way back to Xiema Town, after all, even if he would be shrouded in horse leather in the next moment, but now, he just wanted to take off this blood-soaked robe, lie down in the warm bath tub, and enjoy it.

Hao Zifeng entered the city at two o'clock in the afternoon, and these soldiers who had walked through the Ghost Gate Pass, from the moment they entered the city, they all choked up, both for their own death and for the death of their comrades.

The south of the city had already prepared a place for them to settle before the Blade Army entered the city, and the place was not large, after all, it was less than 10,000 people, and it didn't need much space.

I think that when the Blade Army began to move north, there were 30,000 troops, and now even if you add 3,000 people from the Xiaocai Battalion, it is only enough to raise 10,000 people.

Although their tenacity also made the Humeng people suffer, relatively speaking, the loss of the Blade Army was greater.

Hao Zifeng felt sad in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it in front of the soldiers, the old general still faced all the hardships and hardships with a confident and kind face.

The former camp marshal mansion of Qiu Xin in Dongcheng District, Xiema Town, was temporarily placed as the place where Hao Zifeng stayed at this time.

When Hao Zifeng stepped into the mansion, he seemed a little cautious, like an uninvited guest from afar, for fear of waking up the master's house that was asleep.

"This is his mansion?" Hao Zifeng, who couldn't believe his eyes, repeatedly asked Yan Wuji beside him three times, Qiu Xin's mansion was actually very simple, not shabby, but not luxurious, the hall facing the main entrance, where there was a military map of the entire Xiema Town, and there was also a table of eight immortals for eating.

There is a wing room on each side of the hall, which was originally where Qiu Xin's personal soldiers lived when they were on duty, and behind the hall is the courtyard of the main family, wrapped in gravel and mud, there is only a moderate-sized bedroom, which is Qiu Xin's living room.

"Like! Resemble! It's like this old stubborn style! Hao Zifeng muttered to himself while looking around, Yan Wuji was following behind him, so he heard it quite clearly, obviously he didn't expect Hao Zifeng and Qiu Xin to have an intersection.

"The military marshal knows Qiu Yingshuai?" Yan Wuji couldn't help but ask out loud.

Hao Zifeng sighed with his hands behind his back: "Not only acquaintance, but also fateful friendship!" ”

Yan Wuji obviously had a strong interest in the story between them, but Hao Zifeng laughed at this time, and did not show any desire to continue.

"Uh, the marshal......" Yan Wuji obviously wanted to protest.

"There will be a chance, let them help me take a bath with a bucket of hot water first, and talk to this old man."

……

The border between Dingzhou and Humeng is a vast Gobi, except for the caravans coming and going, there is no figure at all, but at this time there are three knights here, only to see that all three people are wounded, and the blades in their hands are also stained with blood, obviously they have just experienced a tragic battle.

These people were dressed in Humeng clothes, but the words that came out of their mouths were Yanyu, and several of them looked hurriedly, turning their heads from time to time, and as they ran, one of them suddenly fell heavily from the galloping horse.

The knight in front of him subconsciously wanted to rein in his horse and turn back, but was stopped by a whip thrown in his hand by the man who caught up, and the knight turned his head unwillingly to look, so he threw a whip on the horse's buttocks and continued to gallop away.

At this moment, in the view that was obscured by the slightly raised dirt slope, a black oppressive cavalry appeared, and in an instant a rumbling sound resounded throughout the land, these cavalry were also wearing Humeng clothes, but obviously more like the armor in the army, shouting the usual shouts of the Humeng people, and killing this side violently.

They were very fast, and in the blink of an eye they caught up with the man who had fallen off his horse, and the shouts of the crowd made the horsemen discourage the horsemen from trying to trample him into a pulp, and split a slit and walked around the man.

"Khan, seven dead, one captured, and two... Run! A general Humeng, dressed as ornate as Temuter's general armor, was respectfully kneeling in front of a middle-aged man, and this middle-aged man was the Khan of Humeng, who had been low-key for a long time.

Kelie was only wearing a casual and loose cotton robe at this time, and the bonfire burning in the tent didn't make it feel much chill here, but the Humeng general kneeling under him, there was a fine sweat on his head, I don't know if it was because he was wearing too thick, or because of the fear of Kelie in his heart.

And Kelie himself laughed at himself with some amusement, "Am I so terrible?" But he didn't want to improve the image of others, because he felt that it made him more majestic and sacred.

"Where is the man who caught him, and did he ask for something?" Kelie asked slowly, seemingly unconcerned.

"This... The person was seriously injured and is still ... Still in the rescue. The general Humon replied even more with trepidation, he was sure that the Khan would not be satisfied with the result, but he preferred to be honest with the consequences of the deception.

Apparently his guess was quite accurate, and this answer caused Corette to put down the mare's milk wine that had just been handed to his lips.

"The Khan forgives the sins, the Khan forgives the sins, the last general is ineffective, and I hope the Khan can give the last general a chance to atone for his sins." Immediately stretch out his hands and prostrate himself on his knees, no matter how angry the khan is at it, the attitude of confession must be correct.

"That man doesn't need to be treated." Obviously, Kelie was not as brutal as he imagined, which somewhat surprised the general, after all, he had listened to orders under Mo Luo before, and this was also the first time he had come into contact with the supreme Khan of Humeng, and it was normal not to understand.

"Is there any news from Temutel over there, when will it arrive?" Kelie has been here for a night with the army of the Western Road, and he is not here to show off his might.

"We have already contacted that General Temutir's army will arrive here in the evening tonight, and they will only be able to arrive at noon today, but it is only ......."

"Alright, let's go down." Kelie rubbed his temples, he hated hearing people say it was just that, it was like when you and your significant other were on fire, and suddenly received a message that made you have to leave, which was extremely unpleasant.

So generally in this situation, when he is in a good mood, Kelie will directly ask him to get out, and when he is in a bad mood, Kelie will scold him and then let him get out.

When he encounters that kind of extremely bad mood, he may also find a random reason to cut this person, after all, he is a khan, and life and death can all depend on his mood.

When Temutel stood outside the Great Tent of Colie, it was a little earlier than expected, at least the sun had not completely disappeared from the horizon, and the general Humont, who was like a vicious wolf in front of others, was now a docile wolfdog, waiting for his master's summons.

"General Temutir, the Khan let you in." The guards who went in to inform him walked out, there was no joy or sorrow on their faces, and Temutel did not expect to get any feedback from him, so he steadied his expression, gritted his teeth, and lifted the curtain of the big tent and walked in.

Dead or alive, there has to be a result!