Outside the city of Fangxian City, horses neighed and flags covered the sky, and the camp of 20,000 cavalry of the Northern Army filled the open space outside the south gate.

Thundered~

"General Cherrigi, they're back!"

"General Cherrigi, they're back!"

In the distance, dust and smoke billowed and the earth trembled, and a herald came first, shouting loudly as he galloped.

The messenger galloped all the way in the direction of the camp's main tent, and some of the drill teams along the way were attracted by his shouts.

"Report!"

"General, General Cherrigi leads his troops back!"

A personal guard lifted the curtain of the main tent of the Chinese army, stepped into the tent and reported loudly to Hu Luguang.

"Oh? Is it finally back? ”

In the tent, Hu Luguang was discussing the military situation with several lieutenant generals in front of the huge sand table, and when he heard this, his brows were slightly furrowed, and his face was slightly deep, and after speaking, he took a few people to walk outside the tent.

Three days ago, as soon as the 30,000 cavalry of the Northern Army arrived in Fang County, Hu Luguang sent Cheriji to lead 10,000 troops to Yunwu Mountain to rescue Murong Han, who was going to contain the vanguard army of Pakistan.

Yunwu Mountain is only dozens of kilometers away from Fang County, and it can be reached in only two hours at the speed of cavalry, but it takes three days for Cheriji to go, although there is information every day, but the progress is not very smooth.

Originally, Hu Luguang was still thinking about whether to send more reinforcements today, but he didn't want Cherrigi to lead his troops back.

Did something go wrong?

Outside the tent, the dust and smoke rolled south of the camp, and Cherrigi led 5,000 cavalry to soon arrive in front of the wall.

Hu Luguang looked up, and in front of the cavalry, Cheriji was in the lead, escorted by dozens of personal cavalry, and on his right were more than a dozen men in ragged clothes with thin faces.

Although these men are not in good shape, their mental state is extremely high, especially the strong man at the head is even brighter and has an extraordinary temperament.

"Haha, let's go, let's go meet our big hero!"

Seeing the dozens of men next to Cherrigi, Hu Luguang's brows finally relaxed, and he laughed heartily, and greeted them first.

"Cherrigi, meet the General! The subordinates were fortunate not to be dishonored, and they specially brought the county lieutenant Murong to restore their lives! ”

When the army came to a halt in front of the camp, Cherrigi immediately turned over and dismounted, kneeling on one knee and shouting to Hu Luguang.

"Xiaguan Murong Han, thank the general for saving his life!"

Looking at Fang County, who was looking far ahead, with Murong Han's perseverance, a trance flashed in his eyes, and then he also turned over and dismounted and saluted Hu Luguang.

On this trip, Murong Han can really be said to be nine deaths, and only 13 of the 100 clansmen who followed him remained.

Under the siege of tens of thousands of Pakistani army vanguards, Murong Han was already desperate, and in the end he acted with the idea that if he could kill one more, he would earn it, and he had to avoid the attack of the Pakistanis in the mountains, while barely surviving on the grass and trees in the mountains. Even so, after this period of time, everyone has gone all the way.

Perhaps it was really recognized that Murong Han's identity was extraordinary, and after Cheriji led the cavalry of the Northern Army to the foot of Yunwu Mountain, this vanguard army of the Pakistani State still clung to Murong Han.

In the end, as a last resort, when Cherrigi posed that he wanted to sneak over the Pakistani vanguard army and attack the camp of the Pakistani army behind, the Pakistani vanguard army chose to retreat temporarily, and after some searching, they finally succeeded in rescuing Murong Han and them.

After a short period of replenishment and recovery, Cherrigi immediately rushed back to Fang County with them non-stop, where tens of thousands of Northern Army and Fang County people were waiting for their news.

"Haha, my clan has produced a big hero who sacrificed his life for the people, how can I not come, if Yuan Yong has a bad pool, I am afraid that the king will blame me for the rescue!"

Hu Luguang stepped forward to help Murong Han up, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a laugh.

The appearance of Murong Han will be a powerful boost for Hu Luguang and the entire Xianbei clan under the rule of the Southern King.

Hu Luguang was recruited by Sima Yu using the junior barbarian order, and he would not rebel after Sima Yu was demoted, but it did not hinder his desire to strengthen the prestige of the tribe in the slightest.

After all, in the southern king's power with Han people as the orthodox, although Sima Yu advocated the equality of all ethnic groups, he could not completely eliminate the contempt and hostility of some Han people towards Xianbei and other ethnic groups.

Therefore, to see another talent in his clan, Hu Luguang is naturally overjoyed.

"The general praises falsely, and the subordinate deserves it! Although the brothers under the command of Xia Guan are all brave, they are only a hundred, how can they resist tens of thousands of Pakistani troops for a few days. According to what he saw in the mountains during this time, Xia Guan speculated that the reason why the Pakistani army did not immediately launch a large-scale invasion may be related to the north, and asked the general to take precautions as soon as possible! ”

Hearing this, Murong Han humbly waved his hand again and again, told his guess truthfully, and warned Hu Luguang.

"Yuan Yong is really talented, and he guessed the movement in the north based on this alone. As for the enemy in the north, Yuan Yong rest assured, all of this was expected by the king, otherwise, with the speed of our northern cavalry, how could he rush to the aid of Fang County so late! ”

Hearing that Murong Han thought of the north just by virtue of the movements of the Ba Guojun, Hu Luguang couldn't help but look more and more interested in it, and said without hesitation in praise.

"What do you mean?"

Murong Han's eyes lit up suddenly, and he said with surprise on his face.

In the mountains before, he had been thinking about how to get this speculation out as soon as possible, but now it seems that he is too worried.

"Haha, it's inconvenient to talk about this matter in detail, although Yuan Yong can rest assured, I will truthfully report Yuan Yong's situation to you, and Yuan Yong's promotion is imminent!"

Hu Luguang took Murong Han's hand and laughed as he walked towards the camp.

Murong Han's spirits perked up when he heard this, and his face couldn't help but show joy.

Oh, yes! This time they escaped death, they were right!

On the Changxi River in Fengning County, a boat travels north along the Changxi River on the river.

The whole boat was about 3 meters high, and there were three people on board, a white-haired boatman, a young waiter, and a scholar standing on the bow of the boat.

This scholar is about 30 years old, dressed plainly, and looks very much like a student who has traveled around, Hao Ran is Chen Jian who left Qilin City.

On both sides of the Yangtze River, bluestone-paved roads and neatly divided fields are spread all over the land, and from time to time you can see ox carts, horse-drawn carts, and farmers working in the fields.

On the wide Changxi River, large and small merchant ships shuttled between them, and in this prosperous scene, Chen Jian's mind for the first time rose to the idea of letting go of everything.

"Bang Bang!"

"The ships ahead stop immediately!"

Just when Chen Jian was indulging in this scene, there was a sudden sound of boats on the river, and several official ships with the banner of Jinyiwei were quickly heading towards the boat, and the Jinyiwei on the bow shouted to the boatman.

"What is this?"

Looking at the official ships that were faintly surrounded, Chen Jian's face sank, and he had a bad premonition in his mind.

"Where do you want to go, Mr. Shuming?"

Sure enough, on the official ship in the middle, Jiang Xu, a brocade guard in a red flying fish suit, appeared at the bow of the boat, looked at him and said leisurely.

It turned out that Chen Jian was Chen Shuming, a former strategist under the command of Kong Youde, the king of the South.