The big and small marshals of the Montenegrin army escorted Zhang Yan out of the encirclement, trampling on piles of corpses along the way, and sticky blood was splashed all over the mountains.

Under the blood-red afterglow of the sunset, the battlefield is even more poignant and red.

Lu Bu stood on the top of the mountain, overlooking the Montenegrin army that fled in a hurry, and a grim smile rose on the corner of his lips: "Order, Hou Cheng, Song Xian, Wei Xu, and Hao Meng quickly outflanked the rear of the Montenegrin army and cut off the return route of the Montenegrin army to retreat to the Danshui camp." ”

"No!" The sentry rider responded with a bang, and led the general to gallop down the mountain.

Lu Bu moved his sore arm and sighed, "I can finally go home." ”

At this time, Zhang Yan led nearly 10,000 Black Mountain troops to flee to Danshui, and just entered the valley, Zuo Zhangba, who was in charge of exploring the way ahead, ran towards Zhang Yan: "General, something is wrong." ”

Zhang Yan was suddenly startled and asked, "What happened?" ”

"Lu Bu's army has slaughtered Danshui and has sealed all the dangerous passes within a radius of ten miles."

Zhang Yanru heard the sound of thunder, his body fell off the war horse, his left beard was fast, and he hurriedly stretched out his hand to support it.

Zhang Yan gasped for breath on the ground, and suddenly, a cold wind swirled from the wilderness into the valley, whining in the empty valley, like an army calling for battle.

Zhang Yan was shocked and sat up: "Hurry, go quickly, and the state army is chasing after you." ”

Seeing that there were no pursuers outside the valley, Zuo Zhangba hurriedly reassured Zhang Yan: "Qu Shuai, this is a rumor, not a chasing soldier, you sit down for a while, and the last general will go to fetch you some water." ”

Zhang Yan's heart was a little fixed, he sat on the ground, his eyes seemed to look around, at this time the sun was setting, and the afterglow of the remnant sun happened to shine into the valley, through the layers of autumn leaves, reflecting a little light falling on the grass and trees, like an ambush soldier poking out the grass with knives, guns and arrows.

A gust of mountain wind hit, the grass rustled and trembled, and Zhang Yan shouted like crazy: "Hurry up, retreat quickly, there are ambushes ......"

It didn't matter if he shouted, the Black Mountain Army soldier who had just sat down immediately got up and looked around in horror.

Zuo Zhangba hurriedly stepped forward, unscrewed the kettle stopper of the water bladder, and handed the water to Zhang Yan: "Qu Shuai, there are no ambushes, it's just wind and grass." ”

Zhang Yan was shocked, and seeing that no bow and arrow had fallen for a long time, he breathed a sigh of relief, took the water bladder and poured two sips, his whole body was shocked, and his head, which was still drowsy just now, gradually became clear.

He sat on the ground, leaning against a solid stone, and his eyes were sunken: "Is there any news of reinforcements?" ”

Zuo Zhangzhang sighed heavily, and his heart ached: "Not yet, the big mountain was blocked by Zhang Liao, the general under Lu Bu's tent, and the reinforcements were difficult to move an inch for a while." ”

Speaking of this, Zuo Zhangba took off the jerky from the saddle: "Qu Shuai, eat some." ”

Zhang Yan waved her hand weakly and said weakly, "I'm not hungry." ”

Left Shohachi put down the jerky, and suddenly squatted on the ground and began to cry.

"What are you crying about?"

Zuo Zhangba raised his head and wiped away his tears with his hands: "Zuo Zhangba is a rough man, he doesn't know any big truths, Qu Shuai, why do we want to come to the party, isn't it good to stay in the mountains?" ”

Zhang Yan was slightly stunned, his mouth closed for a moment, he didn't know how to answer Zuo Zhangba.

"Yu is poisoned, Li Damu is dead, Qingniujiao is dead, Luo Shi is dead, Huanglong Baique is also dead, Zhang Baiqi is also dead just now, woo, they are all dead, let's go to the party, what is it for?"

"For what?" Zhang Yan was asked, he was stunned for a while, and prevaricated to his left beard: "In order to have a home." ”

"Home?"

Zhang Yan nodded: "I don't want my brothers to be traitors for a lifetime, I want my brothers to have a safe and stable home." ”

"But the brothers are dead, where is the home?" Left Shohachi suddenly stopped crying.

Zhang Yan pointed to Zuo Zhangba's chest, and then pointed to his chest: "Home is in our hearts, only with the heart of a family, can we go down this heart without fear of difficulties." ”

Liu Shi sneered in his heart, I'm afraid that you Zhang Yan is only for yourself.

Back then, he and Zhang Baiqi occupied one side, and they didn't know what ecstasy soup Zhang Yan poured into Zhang Baiqi, and he was willing to hand over the soldiers and horses to Zhang Yan, but now it seems that it is really a big mistake.

The hundreds of thousands of people in the Montenegrin army were all pawns of his Zhang Yan's march into the family.

"Qu Shuai.... Can we go back? A soldier suddenly asked.

Zhang Yan turned his head and looked at the soldier guiltily: "If you can't go back, will you blame me?" ”

"I just want to go home."

"Yes, we just want to go home, and as long as we can go back, I won't be a bandit."

"My son is only three years old, and I don't want him to be without a father."

Zhang Yan closed his eyes, two lines of tears slipped down, he just wanted to speak, suddenly there was a heavy sound of horses' hooves from Taniguchi, and the Black Mountain army stood up one after another and looked at Taniguchi in horror.

"Qu Shuai, let's go..."Zuo Zhangba picked up Zhang Yan, preparing to escape to the other side of the valley, but as he ran, he suddenly found that there were only five thousand people running around.

Zuo Zhangba turned around and yelled at the Montenegrin army who were standing still: "Why don't you leave? ”

"We don't want to run away," Liu Shi shook his head.

"Yes, we're not running away!"

"If you flee, you will die, and if you don't escape, you will have hope of survival, so that I can still see my parents, wife and children."

"Liu Shi, you are looking for death...... Zuo Zhangba gritted his teeth with hatred, and was about to draw his battle knife.

Zhang Yan stretched out his hand to stop him, and his tone was very calm: "Let him go." ”

"Qu Shuai!" Zuo Zhanghachi was so anxious that he stomped his feet, they were already few soldiers, and now they have defected, and the remaining soldiers and horses still have a chance to break through.

"Let's go......" Zhang Yan took a deep look at those Black Mountain Army, turned around and left.

Zuo Zhangba glared at Liu Shi fiercely, and with a wave of his big hand, he led the rest of the Black Mountain Army to catch up with Zhang Yan, and soon after they left, there was the sound of weapons falling one after another in the valley.

After more than two hours of trekking, Zhang Yan and his entourage finally saw the gap in the valley ahead, and saw that the escape road was in front of them, and the pace of the Montenegrin army became more and more urgent.

Suddenly, a large army stepped into the valley in an orderly manner, like a huge broken dragon stone, blocking the exit tightly.

Zhang Yan and the others immediately retreated, and as soon as they took a step, a column of cavalry poured out from the corner behind them, and the sword light flashed in the valley.

"Wen Hou, Zhang Yan is not dead, I am afraid it will be difficult to descend to the crowd!" Wang Jun stood behind Lu Bu and spoke out.

Counting from the battle of the Zhuozhang River, they accepted more than 40,000 Montenegrin troops, of which there were more than 20,000 strong soldiers.

As long as Zhang Yan does not die, the banner of resistance of the Montenegrin Army is there, and the surrendered Montenegrin Army may rebel at any time, and only by killing Zhang Yan can this hidden danger be completely eliminated.

"Kill!" Lu Bu had no intention of persuading him to surrender at all.

A rain of arrows swept into the night sky, the moon was briefly obscured for a moment, then brightened again, and the rain of arrows rushed towards the Black Mountain Army.

After three rounds of arrow rain, Zhang Yan, who was hit by dozens of arrows, knelt on the ground and roared up to the sky: "Princes and generals, would you rather have a kind of call?" Zhang Yan was not convinced. ”