Lu Zhao held the bow in his left hand and hurried forward among the mountains and forests. Fortunately, he has spent more time in the mountains than on the flat land since he was a child, and he has survived a good body. Otherwise, if you run like this, ordinary people will be tired and lie down.

He saw that the road was covered with blood where the battle had taken place. However, judging from the corpses left on the road, it was the Huns who suffered. Lu Zhao leaned down, blood stains and horseshoe prints were mixed together, it seemed that they had fought on horseback here. And the horseshoe prints that surround it are clearly several people chasing and killing one person, but they are killed by others. Looking at the blood stains that led intermittently into the distance in front of him, coupled with the footprints covered on them, he seemed to see a man running and killing these Huns with his sword. At the same time, his abdomen was also cut by the Hun knife. For example, the blood stain he was looking at should be the mark of the person covering his abdomen and flowing from between his fingers.

Lu Zhao's heart tightened, and he accelerated the speed of running. He was a little worried, wondering if there was another compatriot in front of him who was killed by this group of Huns. But he was also very impressed, this guy could kill so many Huns all the way away.

must also be a hero.

Suddenly, he heard a conversation in front of him, and hurried up to a large tree beside him. Seeing that, under the roots of the tree in front of him, two Huns surrounded a middle-aged man in tattered clothes and stained with blood stains asking questions.

"Han people, name your companion, and I'll give you a good time."

The most conspicuous place for the big man standing on the left is his head, which is all shaved except for a bunch of hair on the top of his head. Next to him, stood a large man with earrings pierced on his earlobe.

Both men held long knives in their hands.

The seriously injured man under the tree smiled disdainfully: "If you want to kill, you can kill, why make such a noise?" ”

The big man in the fashionable braided suit pointed a knife at his chest and threatened in a cold voice: "If you don't say it, I'll start from you, cut off your meat one by one and roast it." ”

No, the man under the tree was still full of disdain, but instead straightened his chest and met the blade and mocked: "Come on, I want to cry out and recognize you as a grandfather." ”

Before digging out the details, the big man who didn't dare to kill wantonly was so frightened that his hand holding the knife hurriedly retreated a few points, which attracted the ridicule of the man under the tree.

"Damn pigs!"

The big man kicked up, looked at the man who had spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, and shouted: "Say, who else is your accomplice?" ”

"Then I'll tell you, and your first wise man of the Huns, Ge Tianyuan, don't you want to think about it, if it weren't for her help, how could you suffer such a big loss in Yumen Pass?" The middle-aged man smirked.

"Die!" The supreme goddess in his mind was insulted, and the big man in the fashionable braided outfit was so angry that he lost his little reason. He slashed at the middle-aged man's head with a knife, and the middle-aged man looked up and laughed, calmly dying.

"Die!"

Lu Zhao, who was leaning on the trunk of the tree on his back, stretched his bow to draw arrows, and the bowstring was like a fifteenth full moon. Before the aftermath of the two words landed, only a whooshing sound was heard, and the feather arrow shot through the head of the man in fashionable braids with a little cold light.

The scene in front of him was shocking, and the big man with the long knife above his head stopped there stiffly. The tail feathers made of pheasant feathers on the mountain vibrated in mid-air, and the blood slowly fell to the ground.

"What people!"

The big man with the earrings held the knife to his chest and roared angrily in the direction where the feathered arrows were flying. The enemy is bright and dark, and he is a master of archery, and the danger of the situation in front of him can be imagined.

"Murderer, Han Lu Zhao!"

He was also responded to by a roar of rage, and, a little cold light.

This arrow carried the hatred that Lu Zhao had accumulated for more than ten years, and the grievance that his father was dragged to death. At the same time, with this five-year-old child without a father, he vented for these more than ten years of bitterness!

Ahead, two corpses were stacked on top of each other. Whether they were glorious or not in life, they were destined to be a pile of dry bones after that.

"Ahem, little brother, who are you?"

The middle-aged man who was almost alive by the trunk looked at Lu Zhao who walked in slowly, suppressed his joy, and asked.

"I just said, murderer, Han Lu Zhao!"

Lu Zhao said it easily, but the first time he killed someone, even if he killed the enemy he had hated for a long time, it still made his face pale, and he didn't dare to look at the two dead corpses. He felt that he didn't throw it up, which was already a good performance.

"Yes, Lu Zhao, Han Lu Zhao." The middle-aged man laughed with satisfaction, Han people, what ordinary two Chinese characters, but how much glory do they carry? He beckoned: "Then may I ask the little brother of the Han people, can you do me a favor." Help me deliver a letter to my lady in the city, I was hurt, and I was afraid that she would be worried at home. ”

Lu Zhao can draw a knife to help him who he doesn't know, which shows that this is a hot-blooded teenager. Asking for help with family matters, such a young man is the most difficult to refuse.

The man looked at Lu Zhao with confidence.

Don't you want to-

Lu Zhao decisively shook his head and refused: "You don't have to lie to me, you are fighting to the death with so many Huns." Finally, I'm afraid that your lady is worried about your injury? ”

He pointed to the two big men at the end and said to the man, "Whether it's the two of them, or the ones who died on the road behind." They should all be the elite of the Hun army, right? If it weren't for the surprise attack, I wouldn't have been able to kill them. ”

"But... Alas..."The middle-aged man sighed, it was difficult for the young man in front of him to coax. But in this matter, he can only blame himself for his negligence, thinking that it is safe to escape from the Golden Horde of the Grassland to the border of the Han Dynasty, but after the Golden Horde of the Grassland has been dormant for ten years, he has forgotten that the place covered by the Great Wall is the rule of the border of the Great Han. Although it belongs to the Han Dynasty, it is hundreds of miles away from the Great Wall of Biansai, and it completely belongs to the two areas.

And these people who caught up behind him had already told him that the next few hundred miles would be much more difficult than the previous ones. The Xiongnu will definitely use all means to prevent him from transmitting the message to the rear.

"Actually, it's not impossible."

When the man was already desperate, Lu Zhao smiled and flipped him again, and said, "I can take you home and find the village chief to help you heal your injuries." When you're healed, you'll be able to do your own thing. ”

He didn't care whether the man agreed or not, his thumb and forefinger were pinched together and put in his mouth and a shrill whistle sounded. After a while, Yu Zhan, who was carrying a bamboo basket on his back, appeared in front of him with beads of sweat.

"Here, take a hand. Bring him to my house. ”

Lu Zhao pointed at the middle-aged man and said to Yu Zhan.

"It's not... Who is this? ”

Yu Zhan looked at the two corpses under his feet, and also saw the two feather arrows that had not been pulled out, and his eyes shrank.

"Han, I don't know anything else."

Lu Zhao didn't want to explain too much, although he really didn't know much.

"I don't know if you're going to save people? You're also..."

Yu Zhan swallowed the next sentence and waited for Lu Zhao angrily.

"Sensei nonsense, hurry up and help. If there's anything, I'll talk about it when I get people back. Lu Zhao waved his hand and motioned for Yu Zhan to hurry up. Although there are still two war horses parked under the tree, they are both Qing Han, and this kind of horse dares to bring it back, which is to guide the Xiongnu in a direction of pursuit.

The two men chopped two pieces of wood, took off their clothes, tied them with ropes, and made a simple stretcher. Then he lifted the middle-aged man, who did not know his identity or origin, to the top and walked cautiously down the mountain.