The grassland after the snowstorm is not easy to walk, and the horses cannot increase their speed under the snow. Needless to say, they sat down far from the definition of a horse. Now the only use is to keep them from falling into the snow, plus to save physical energy.

They weren't in a hurry, Yu Zhan and Lu Zhao couldn't wait to make meritorious service in their hearts, and hurriedly led a team back to the grassland. But they all understand that they can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, waste their physical energy in meaningless links, and there is only a dead end when they encounter danger.

Lu Zhao's longbow was always held in his left hand, and he also took three feather arrows and held them in his right hand. In this cold weather, sweat appeared in his palms.

"Brother Zhao, why do you look so nervous?"

Not far away, Yu Zhan subconsciously lifted the knife and asked in surprise.

Lu Zhao pointed to the barren grass in front of him, which was mostly buried by snow. There are many traces of breaking in the exposed part above, and the direction of the break is very irregular.

It is clear that these traces indicate that animals passed here not long ago. It's just that the heavy snow hides the traces, and there is no way to tell if it's human.

"Brother Zhao, you are too powerful!"

Zhao Er couldn't help but give a thumbs up, such a subtle detail, no one had ever paid attention to it. Most of the time, when the eyes don't see people or obvious marks, they assume that they are unmanned.

"Brother Zhao'er is very powerful, there are many places."

Yu Zhan seemed to be praised as if he was being praised, and he was triumphant.

"When he went up the mountain, he never ran empty, and he could see with his eyes where there were wild things."

Zhao Er looked at Lu Zhao with admiration.

Lu Zhao squinted his eyes and said, "Don't blow it, be careful." Deserters are not all waste, after all, they have seen blood on the battlefield. ”

Yu Zhan snorted, took out the crossbow arrow and held it in his left hand, and held the war knife tightly in his right hand.

Lu Zhao's brows furrowed even tighter, his eyes were confused, and the alarm bell sounded in his heart.

"Second brother, how far does your usual patrol cover you?" Lu Zhao turned his head and asked at Zhao Er.

"It's almost thirty miles away from Yumen Pass, and when you get there, you usually go back. Thirty to sixty miles deep is the most tragic place where we fought with the Huns' spies. "Zhao Er has heard many seniors tell about these things before, those thirty miles are known as the forbidden land, and the place where the elite soldiers have killed and injured countless people.

"But here, it's less than twenty miles away from Yumen Pass." Lu Zhao sighed, bent down and raised his feet to re-tie his pants. Then turn the horse's head and head towards the break.

Yu Zhan saw Lu Zhao's appearance of preparing to fight, and asked in a daze: "Brother Zhao, is there really an enemy in front?" ”

Lu Zhao grinned bitterly: "Perhaps, it can be regarded as an enemy." ”

"What do you mean?"

"Just prepare for battle, I estimate, three to six people."

"Okay."

Yu Zhan's eyes were shining. He has a natural passion for combat, and every time he is injured, it makes him even more crazy. He has been touting Lu Zhao, but in fact, how brave are the people who dare not to retreat in front of the tiger?

The further they went, the more careful they became. Especially Lu Zhao, his eyes have narrowed into a slit, and the feather arrow is even more on the bowstring. If it's really as he thinks, then the next thing is very dangerous.

Lu Zhao thought for a while, turned his head and said to Yu Zhan: "You take the second brother to stay here, and I'll go to the front to take a look myself." ”

When Yu Zhan heard this, he immediately shook his head and said, "No, you are here, I'll go to the front." If something goes wrong, you'll be able to help remotely. ”

Lu Zhao didn't convince him, and said directly: "It's decided, the horses and the second brother are handed over to you, and it may not be dangerous for me to go to the front, maybe we all think too much." ”

After speaking, Lu Zhao jumped off his horse and got into the snow. The speed made Zhao Er amazed, and Yu Zhan felt normal. There is no way to compare the obstacle of snow with the steep slope, and no matter how steep the slope is, it can't stop Lu Zhao.

Lu Zhao was observing the surrounding terrain, and he believed that if there was really an ambush, it would not be in an absolutely open place. Archers are not so easy to find, especially in this environment, Lu Zhao himself does not dare to guarantee that he will be hit every time.

He wondered where he would hide if he were to ambush someone. As he walked forward, he kept looking.

Lu Zhao walked very slowly, so that even if there were ambushers, he would not fall into the trap.

Soon, the distance between him and Yu Zhan widened to one hundred and ten meters. At this moment, Lu Zhao's ankle suddenly tightened, one hand was held on it, and then he saw two figures rushing out of the surroundings.

Under the snowdrift, there are actually three people hidden!

What does this mean, these people knew early on that Lu Zhao and the others would take this route. That's why all three of them are ambushed here, but only the three of them know this route.

In such a situation, Lu Zhao can't afford to think about it too much.

Lu Zhao saw a figure lying on the ground and grabbed his ankle, and before this person exerted his strength, Lu Zhao's hand holding the feather arrow pierced without hesitation. Where did the people lying on the ground think that Lu Zhao's speed would be so fast, and the other two people who rushed out raised snowflakes had not yet reacted. Blood had flowed out through the feathered arrows.

From being caught by the ankle to leaning over to kill, it was almost a blink of an eye.

The man on the ground had let go of his hand, blood gushing from his back.

Lu Zhao felt that his body was hot, the difference between the Han and the Huns was too great. In front of him, he could determine that these were Han people at a glance. It was not the first time he had killed someone, but it was the first time he had killed a Han Chinese.

It seems, there is no difference.

It's just the anger that wells up in my heart, it's completely different.

At this moment, in addition to anger, there is also sorrow.

In the distance, Yu Zhan saw this scene, and the hand holding the knife became tighter and tighter.

He didn't dare to move, because he didn't know if there were only three enemies.

After Lu Zhao killed someone, he didn't hesitate at all. Throw away the feathered arrows and longbow in your hand, and draw the long knife with your backhand. Kicking the corpse under his feet away, he rushed in the direction of the two enemies.

The posture of these two people holding knives told Lu Zhao that they were not veterans, they had not experienced the test of blood and fire, and they were trained recruits to death, and they still belonged to the stage where they would hesitate to kill.

It is impossible to get the slightest useful clue from their mouths.

When Lu Zhao arrived between the two of them, he had time to turn his head to look at their immature faces, and sighed a little in his heart.

It seems that these two people are not older than themselves.

But they are about to say goodbye to this world.

Lu Zhao's knife slashed between their throats...

"If I am a general, I should slaughter all the Huns and kill all the traitors!"