The reason why there is a "stream" in Fengjian Gorge is because there is a spring in the canyon, the space in the canyon is in the shape of a cone, the upper end is the narrowest, and the bottom is the widest, there is a stream on both sides of the stone wall, and the stream is the water seeping out of the stone wall as the source. Near the creek, the soil is even softer.

Lian Squall could only walk in the middle of the canyon on horseback, and the height of the man on the horse increased exponentially, and if he leaned slightly to the sides, his head would hit the stone wall, and he swaggered through the middle and most conspicuous place of the canyon.

Zhao Xiu's carriage was still parked at the mouth of the valley, and as long as he walked more than ten miles through the canyon and entered Liaozhou, Zheng Xinshi could no longer continue to chase and kill.

Zheng Xinshi is not stupid, he can let Lian Squall out of the valley, but he will never let Zhao Xiu go.

Zhao Xiu is not stupid, he has already entered the valley.

At the moment when Lian Squall was about to leave the valley, the horse team suddenly turned around, the rear team changed to the front team, and quickly rushed in the opposite direction of the valley, and more than 30 people in the horse team dispersed in all directions like a fan-shaped divergence, and it was reduced to zero in an instant.

The sudden change caught everyone off guard, and the man in black who was ambushed at the mouth of the valley was the first to move, viciously rushing out of the jungle and fighting against the horse team, while Lian Squall also suddenly beat his horse and accelerated towards the mouth of the valley.

Zheng Xinshi was so anxious that he couldn't lie down anymore, and hurriedly shouted angrily: "Stop them, stop Lian Queo." No one can be released alive. ”

The man in black beside him also broke out in a cold sweat when he saw this change, "Yes, it is his subordinates who will immediately send more troops and horses." After speaking, a puff of smoke disappeared into Zheng Xinshi's sight.

Zheng Xinshi shook the long knife in his hand angrily and looked at the two sides. I saw that at the entrance of the canyon, the carriage that Zhao Xiu was sitting in was still quietly parked at the mouth of the valley, and no one paid attention to it. More than thirty guards scattered and fled, and the forty men in black were obviously unable to completely surround them. On the other end, Lian Squall and an equally brave strong man were fighting with forty other men in black.

Zheng Xinshi wanted to kill Lian Squall with his own hands, but seeing that Zhao Xiu and his gang were about to break out on the other side, he was really unwilling. According to his plan, when the convoy entered the valley, the two ends of the valley mouth were sealed, and a rain of swords at the upper end could kill Zhao Xiulian without much effort.

But things have changed, Lian Squall Zhao Xiu divided his troops into two ways and attacked both sides, making the canyon a bottleneck, making his men and horses unable to take care of both ends, and also making his original ambush at the upper end of the canyon become decorations.

The path at the top of the canyon is too difficult and rugged to go up, and it is even more difficult to go down. When the people above went down to the canyon, Zhao Xiu and the others had already run away. Zheng Xinshi can only choose to go out in person.

At the entrance, more than thirty people had gradually torn a gap, and in Zheng Xinshi's eyes, Zhao Xiu must be among them.

On the other end, Lian Squall gradually broke out of the encirclement through the cover of another big man in a few rounds.

In Zheng Xinshi's eyes, Lian Que is just a messenger, Lian Que broke out of the siege and went to Liaozhou to move rescue troops, but as long as Zhao Xiu didn't cross the canyon, even if he found many people, it would be useless.

Seeing that Lian Squall had already rushed out, Zheng Xinshi shouted loudly down, "Chase, chase, chase" After speaking, he held a long knife in his hand and rushed in the direction of Zhao Xiu. When the people in Taniguchi heard Zheng Xinshi's order from above, they could only get on their horses and chase in the direction where Lian Que had fled.

And the first strong man out of the valley also completed his mission, but his luck was a little bad, and it was terrible. As he was about to retreat, he suddenly saw a scar behind him. His head was cut off and flew high and fell heavily.

The blood donation sprinkled the earth, and the severed hand on the ground still had consciousness and kept convulsing. A warrior with dozens of knives in his body fell, and the blade did not rest on his flesh or bones this time, but directly cut off his neck, and the blood was sprayed into a column of water, and Zheng Xinshi's face was sprayed with scarlet all over his face by surprise.

Under Zheng Xin's stone knife, six people have already died, and he is still killing, and his clothes and eyes are dyed red with blood sacrifices. Every time he killed someone, he would carefully look at their faces, and those who died were all the same, staring at Zheng Xinshi with wide eyes and blankly.

His hairs stood on end, and his heart was chilled when he saw it. The more he killed, the more panicked he became, because he hadn't seen Zhao Xiu's head until now.

Of the thirty guards, only the last seven remained, and they were still fighting!

Zheng Xinshi lifted the knife again, this time the knife was faster and more ruthless. As if chopping melons and vegetables, the last seven fell to the ground. Zheng Xinshi also fell, he didn't die, but it was more terrible than death.

He kept looking around, trying to double-check that he was not mistaken. "What about people? What about Zhao Xiu's corpse? This was the biggest doubt in his mind at this time. He was ambushed here a day ago, and when he finally arrived, he found that the person he was about to kill was gone?

After half an hour of fighting, all the guards in the horse team had fallen, and only seven or eight men in black were left sitting in the corpses covered with scars, panting for breath.

A man in black showed the same expression as Zheng Xinshi, "General, he, he, he's not here, what, what to do." ”

Zheng Xinshi's eyes showed a fierce look, "Look, he must be here, find him for me, dig three feet into the ground to find him." ”

How can I find it? At the other end of the canyon, Lian Squall broke out of the encirclement alone, and more than 30 black-clothed people chased after him according to Zheng Xinshi's orders. At this time, the exit of the valley was empty.

Look at yourself here, more than 30 people have fallen, and none of them are alive! What about people?

Zheng Xinshi suddenly raised his head, looked at the carriage that was still parked motionless at the mouth of the valley, and suddenly gained strength, suddenly picked up his knife and stood up, and rushed towards the carriage as if he was crazy.

"Ah, ah~, ah~~~" shouted as he ran, his voice getting louder and louder, as if he was venting his anger.

Holding the butcher knife high in his right hand, he threw it hard at the moment when he approached the carriage, and the long knife in his hand was instantly torn from the left side of the carriage into the carriage, and flew out from the right side of the carriage, piercing into the soil with a "servant".

For a time, wood felling around the carriage flew sideways, and the carriage was pierced. As long as someone is sitting in the carriage and has just been stabbed, that person has no chance of survival.

Zheng Xinshi threw that knife, almost using all his strength, he knelt on one knee and looked at the carriage in front of him with a cloak of hair.

Zheng Xinshi took a breath and struggled to stand up, the blood on his face was dried by the wind, and his eyes were blurred, he couldn't see the situation in the carriage clearly, so he had to step forward step by step.

The six surviving black-clothed men sitting not far away were surprised at first and then surprised when they saw the knife thrown by Zheng Xinshi. They also thought of what Zheng Xinshi thought, Zhao Xiu might have been hiding in the carriage all the time!

But then what they saw was even more disappointing to them, Zheng Xinshi walked to the front of the car, lifted the curtain, took a look, and sat on the ground again.

"General." Everyone in black ran towards Zheng Xinshi in unison.

"Why? Why can't I find him, where did he die, where is he! ”