The tranquility of less than half an hour was broken, and the sound of marching could already be heard. By this time, the fleeing mountain people had entered a valley. This valley floor is where Pang Tong was seriously injured by Ma Chao before. This made Pang Tong, who was leading the way in front, feel uneasy. He looked around at the steep, bare mountain walls, and the people behind him were picking up their pace.

Liu Yanjun came with torches, and they already knew where the people in front of them were going. But something interesting happened. In a downhill place, many people stepped on empty feet and fell into a two-zhang high pit, and the people behind pushed forward without knowing the situation, and then more and more people fell in fear.

When the army stopped, hundreds of people filled the four large pits, and the terrible thing was that there were awl-like wooden stakes erected inside, and many people's bodies were pierced, and blood was also flowing in the pits, silently gathering together.

Liu Yanjun had no choice but to bypass these big pits and pull up those who were still alive. They came to Taniguchi, but they didn't know that this Taniguchi had already been tampered with. Before, when the mountain people walked by, they were paved with wooden planks, but now the planks were all gone, and the ten-zhang long intersection hid danger in the darkness. Not only that, but some thin planks were laid on top of the deep hole of the black hole, and the grass was piled on top of it.

Liu Yanjun strode over, and when he passed through the valley mouth, the soldier's first few steps were quite stable, and when one person stepped on it behind them, the whole pit swallowed them, and there was still a wooden sword formation below. They were pushed in pieces in a panic. The general of Liu Yanjun's army is the veteran general Yan Yan, and he was the one who fled on horseback in the valley last time. At this time, he encountered such a trap again, he was so angry that his face was full of anger, and his thick eyebrows were upside down. He ordered the trees to be cut down, to be placed across the hole, and then to go over them. But in this way, their pursuit of the enemy was greatly delayed.

Not only that, but after entering the small valley, sharp arrows were shot from the sky, and they were furious, but the enemy was from a high place. Yan Yan ordered the pursuit, and the people above must be slaughtered. Liu Yanjun, who had passed the Ghost Gate Pass at the mouth of the valley, ran up, and his heavy steps knocked on the four walls at the bottom of the valley.

But the men lowered their spears diagonally to the ground, stabbing them every now and then, and they were afraid of such traps. The men and horses at the bottom of the valley were as helpless as a herd of running deer, and many of them were killed by the arrows of the Flying Wood Clan archers on the mountain. When they reached the other end of the valley, they reconnoitred as a matter of course, and saw through the trap-maker's tricks, and they stopped their march. Those who resisted the wooden posts ran to the front. The archers followed and moved to the mouth of the valley at this end, and the arrows broke through the wind, and the men who resisted the pillar fell to the ground after a few arrows, and the others could not bear it, and the pillar fell heavily and fell to the instep of the unfortunate one, and they screamed.

As they carefully stretched the wooden pillars and lowered them one by one, the people of the hill lit the torches with ill intentions, and the light of the fire swayed in the darkness like the face of a devil. Dozens of torches were thrown, and the wooden pillars at the mouth of the valley burned, and the thin slabs below also burned, and the entire path became a low wall of fire.

"Liu Yanjun is mediocre and incompetent! Kill! ”

The archers shot frantically at Liu Yanjun, who was as dark as a tide and crowded in the valley mouth. Constantly the arrows fell to the ground with a grief. Seeing this, Yan Yan ordered the soldiers to retreat. But the archers on the hill followed them, and they shot indiscriminately. And the archers under the mountain had just prepared, but they couldn't find those figures. But they stood in rows by the light of their companions' torches. The Flying Wood sneered in the darkness, and their arrows shot at the archers who could hurt them.

After a long stalemate, when they had almost finished shooting their bows and arrows, they descended the narrow path they had come up.

Pang Tong took the people who had been walking downhill with the mountain people and walked for a long time. The spy sent to the foot of the mountain came back, and he said to Pang Tong, who had a tense face: "There is a small village at the bottom of the mountain, which is Ma Teng's people, and he has always been here. The number of people should not be large. ”

"I expected it, kill it, right?"

Badal said, glancing at Pang Tong. At this time, the dejected Kuimen stood behind Tuado.

Pang Tong nodded.

The Wasai warriors were in the front, the Serpents were behind, and a small number of Flying Wood archers were at the bottom. They didn't have time to wait for the arrival of the brigade of archers who were sniping at the enemy in the valley. The obnoxious Xiliang people at the foot of the mountain must be quickly defeated.

They took advantage of the darkness to quietly gather outside the stockade. Ma Teng's men and horses were obviously slack, the two people guarding the door fell crookedly, and the flag was also crooked a few times. Obviously, I think it's a very stupid thing to stay here and guard Pang Tong.

But it's this mentality that kills them. The two guards were slitted from behind by the Vasai warriors who were prostrate closely, and their blood was sprayed. The gate was not closed at all, but it was opened with a push, and there was silence inside, with a few braziers unlit, and tents standing one by one.

They poured their braziers on the edge of the tent and burned them. The men inside ran out in a panic, all in disheveled hair and wearing thin clothes. They were killed by the warriors of the three clans, they had never seen such a brave mountain people, and they were desperate all of a sudden, and they all knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

Pang Tong proposed to tie them all up. Kuimen, on the other hand, ordered the Serpent warriors to kill all the captives without the knowledge of Badar, Tuado, and others. This made Pang Tong a little stunned. However, Badar thinks that Kuimen is right, and there is no one left alive, which is what they learned from survival and killing after the fight. If one person is allowed to escape, it will attract an army of Ma Teng or Liu Yan. But it's a sin to kill so many people at once. The most important thing is that Pang Tong does not want to kill so many enemy soldiers who are tied up. After his serious injury, he always felt that it was too good to be alive. It's a pity that there is no mercy on the joke when he survives.

He looked at the brazier illuminating the heads and corpses all over the ground, and suddenly remembered the soldier of Liu Biao who was killed in Wollongong, the same reason, why he had so much pity in the face of so many people.

"It's not enough to be domineering." He sighed to himself: "If Cao Cao and Yuan Shao are replaced, they won't frown when they kill tens of thousands of prisoners." ”

From this side, he saw the temperament that Badar should have as a fierce general. Secretly regarded this person as one of his future subordinates.

The armor and weapons in the village were replaced by the warriors, and some people didn't like it. But the more than 800 horses were of great help. The Serpent warriors rode on their horses, leaving the old and sick behind them, so that they could flee faster.

They don't have a lot of time. Before they could see the brothers of the queen of the Serpent Clan, they had already left first. Next, it was across the territory of Wuxing County, which made Pang Tong tense his nerves. They had walked a long way that night, and by the morning they were still on the plain, and it was too easy to be discovered. Pang Tong proposes to keep walking, and must find a place where he can hide. People were thirsty and brought less and less dry food. After reaching the foot of a low hill, he was allowed to rest. The combatants took turns resting, and those standing guard were on full alert. The people who were exploring the surrounding area reported that the people of the Feimu Clan had come closer, but they did not see Liu Yanjun.

Pang Tong thought to himself: "It's time to give up, right?" After all, let your army run on other people's territory, and no matter how good the relationship is, it will be stiff. And they might have a way to get in touch with Ma Teng, which makes it even trickier. ”

He sat down by the tree and sighed deeply, exhausted. A woman in front of her lifted her clothes, revealing a snow-white orb, allowing the small pink cherry to fall into the mouth of the baby in her hand. Pang Tong closed his eyes in embarrassment, and in a few seconds, he fell asleep.

"Pang Tong."

With a kind call, he opened his eyes. He rubbed the corners of his eyes and looked up to see Zhang Shuang bathed in the sun, while beside her, Hua Ying stretched out her armor-clad arm. He took her hand, and the whole person was pulled up. Then instead of standing firm, he flew, higher and higher, as if moving away from the two men standing in the green field below. He couldn't speak, and there were many seemingly inappropriate whispers in his ears. He felt irritable, while his lover was getting farther and farther away.

He snapped his eyes open. The two men in front of them were talking, and the silhouette under the gray gaze betrayed them. It's Badar and Tuado. It was already night in the dark. The group of archers of the Flying Wood Clan caught up with everyone, and they had already eaten a full meal. On the mountainside, they found a source of water, and everyone's water bags were filled again.

He stood up and looked back at the scene in his dream, feeling scared and confused. Why doesn't Zhang Shuang have a big belly? Could it be that something is wrong with the child?

He calculated carefully and frowned, it was already the end of October, and in more than half a month, Zhang Shuang should be about to give birth. When he looked up, he couldn't see the stars, and the large leaves on the dense branches blocked his view from the sky. He breathed in the fresh air, like making up for the loss of his lungs caused by inhaling the noxious gases of course some time ago.