And hearing his answer, everyone's faces became unpleasant. The ashen Liu Daochang looked at Chen Xiaoyang with angry eyes. "Why do you think you can stop the other party's cavalry, how many of you are there, tell you, even if you have several times more people, it is impossible to stop it, when the time comes, the rebels will be in danger, why don't you let us go directly along the coast, in that way, there are not more people who can escape?"

Chen Xiaoyang raised his eyes, and his cold gaze swept over the old man dressed as a Taoist, his cold gaze seemed to be more cold than the cold wind like a spatula, which made Liu Daochang shudder, and stopped talking vividly.

"General Wu, if you believe us, then please hand over your backs to us, as long as we don't die, there will never be a war horse stepping in front of us, not to mention, four thousand cavalry, in our eyes, is just four thousand earth dogs that run faster." Chen Xiaoyang's faint tone was full of infinite confidence and strength. "If you rush to the sea at this time, there is no pier, only a small boat, there is no way to completely transfer everyone in the shortest possible time, so your proposal is not a good idea at all."

Chen Xiaoyang's words seemed very strong, but when they fell on the ears of those generals of the rebel army, they only felt that their chests were warm and hot. Only Daoist Liu's face was darker and more distorted.

"That's right, Daoist Liu, please remember, I once assured you that everyone in this rebel army must leave safely, and no one is missing." Li Zhengdao next to him interjected in a deep voice. Although he disdained the identity of this person, at this moment, he was also one of the people who were rescued, unless he wanted to die himself. Then, Li Zhengdao and others have the obligation to protect the safety of the entire rebel army.

Not for anything else, but for the same, they are all their own people, their own brothers and sisters.

"Mr. Li, Chen, Camp Commander Chen, you can say it, you can do what you want, I, Wu Ping, can trust you." Wu Ping looked at the black-clothed soldiers who sat back in the wheat field, bandaging or resting, at this moment, he no longer had the slightest hesitation, the sincerity of the other party had reached the extreme, and he still had to twist his posture, that is, to joke with his relatives and the surnames of his fathers and fellow villagers.

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"Okay, please also ask General Wu and others to immediately inform your large army and speed up the retreat, Stationmaster Li, we have collected some carriages and ox carts, about seventy or eighty horses, not much, but it should be able to work some, so that those old people and children can save some effort and speed faster." Chen Xiaoyang didn't talk nonsense anymore, because at this moment, the Mongolian cavalry who came from the 4,000 Rehe River was frantically beating horses, ready to use their proud cavalry to leave this righteous army in the territory of Zhili......

The horses of the brigade were galloping along the indecipherable path in the wilderness, and the rumbling hooves even hid the howling of the wind in the sky, and the smoke and dust that shook up were lifted into the sky with the wind, as if it were not a cavalry, but a group of demons sweeping through the dust and storm.

From time to time, the sound of the whimpering trumpet seemed to bring the desolation of the steppe to the great plains, which had become barren and withered by the harvest and the onset of winter.

"How far is it from Yangerzhuang?" Next to the main road, on the top of a small gentle slope, dozens of Mongolian knights are gathering together, the leader has a typical Mongolian round face, the eyes may be because he is accustomed to blowing his fingers in the wind and sand, and he is always used to squinting, narrowing his thin slit eyes as if there are only two dark gaps completely hidden in the shadows, but the sharp cold light that occasionally flickers, and his wide and strong body like a bison, seem to show people the strength and pride of the wolf nation.

"General, it is less than ten miles away from Yangerzhuang, do you want to let the brothers rest, we have been on the road for five days, and the men and horses are already very tired." Nearby, a Mongolian knight replied loudly.

"No, men and horses are tired, I know that, but our enemies must be more tired than we are, and do not forget that we are the descendants of the blue wolf and the white deer, and our ancestors relied on the mounts under them to go on expeditions thousands of miles away, even to the end of the sea." Without the slightest hesitation, the Mongol general vetoed his men's proposal. "Those Han people have always been slaves under our feet, can they still be able to do a full 4,000 of our strong Zhuo Suotu and Zhao Wuda warriors?"

"That's right, if those Han people are hares that fled in a hurry, we are the eagles soaring in the sky, as long as we spread our wings, what prey we can't catch?" A Mongolian knight next to him shouted loudly, and his words were echoed by many people.

"But there is one thing that makes me wonder, there should be 10,000 Zhili Green Camp guards in the Yangerzhuang area to block the way of those anti-thieves, but why, we only saw those ruts and footprints all the way, could it be that they passed so easily?" Nearby, a Mongolian knight with a goatee and narrow eyebrows said.

"No matter, those Han green camps are completely a bunch of waste, what can they do, maybe this will, they have let those thieves run away like a group of lambs." The Mongol general, the strongest warrior of Zhuo Suotu, Tengger, finally opened his mouth again, and roared loudly with the horses under him: "Mongols, Mongols, descendants of the blue wolf, our lamb to be hunted is ahead, chase after them, bite them, tear them apart, let those Han people understand who we are!! With his roar, the round red-black face was like a bear roaring in rage, and the horse below him hissed with its front hooves in the midst of his roar.

"Oh baa......" replied the galloping knights with their strange cries, and they harnessed their horses, and sped up again......

Time seemed to pass very slowly, and soon, the ten-mile road seemed to be in the snap of a finger, had been crossed, Yangerzhuang was already close in front of him, and just before jumping up the turn of a hill from Yangerzhuang and Lixu, the Mongolian general Tengger, who had been rushing to the forefront of the cavalry, suddenly raised his head, as if he heard or saw something, suddenly raised his hand, and ordered the brigade to stop, and the skillful riding skills made this cavalry army quickly thwart the galloping horses and slow down.

"General, what's wrong?" An officer came on horseback and ran to Tengger's side and asked aloud, and at this moment, after the galloping horse had stopped, the sound of the hooves of the trampling was still very noisy.

"There was the smell of burning corpses, lots and lots of corpses...... I smell it. Tengger narrowed his eyes, actually got up, stepped on the saddle and stood on the horse's back, facing the east, took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice, with a hint of doubt in his narrowed eyes.

"Let the brigade slow down, let's go and see first." After Tengger sat back on his horse, he whipped his prancing horse and galloped forward, dozens of elite Mongolian riders immediately galloping away with him, while the group moved slowly on the side.

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"Changshengtian, what the hell is going on here? ......" Along the way, Tengger, who had always been high-spirited, looked at everything in front of him, even if he was sitting on horseback, since he was accompanied by a lot of personal soldiers and subordinates, he still felt a chill in his heart.

And many of the Mongol knights around him had already jumped off their horses and knelt on the grass, vomiting heartbreakingly, as if the stomach was not their own, and they had to vomit it all out of their mouths, and they were willing to vomit it out.

And what made them so much was because of what they saw in front of them, Tengger tried hard to suppress the urge to vomit like a subordinate, but the narrowed pupils, and the large hands that pinched the horse's reins and caused the fingertips to turn white, could clearly express his mood.

The miserable scene in front of his eyes made him feel as if he had seen hell, the layers of barracks around him were scorched into half-cut charcoal, the flags, uniforms, supplies, and even some broken knives and arrows.

However, what these represent is only a kind of desolation, and what makes those Mongolian cavalry tremble is the scorched, burnt corpse piles piled up in the center of the barracks, and even some scorched places, which have been blown off by the wind, revealing the white bones within, which are emitting a strange white light.

The human body that had been twisted and deformed in the flames was clearly visible to them, and there were even some corpses that had only been burned half and the other half roasted into jerky......

Tengger closed his eyes, he didn't want to look any further, because he felt that there was a breath in his heart that was so cold that his whole body was almost frozen, and compared with the cold breath, the whistling cold wind was as warm as a spring breeze blowing the tips of tender grass buds.

"Here, General, there's a wooden plaque here, which seems to have been deliberately erected here." A pale knight galloped around the camp on horseback, pointing to the distance behind him and shouting loudly.

"Go and see, get out of here, you cowards, look at the way you bend over and vomit, you're just a bunch of useless!" Tengger roared loudly, took the horsewhip in his hand and whipped it, and deeply cracked the cotton armor of a Mongolian knight who fell softly in front of his horse and vomited, turned out the white cotton and iron pieces inside, and smoked the Mongolian knight's head so sweetly that he almost vomited a mouthful of blood, but at this moment, Tengger's shouting and scolding aroused the savagery and courage in the bones of these steppe people, straightened his waist, wiped the stains from his mouth fiercely, and flew on the horse. Follow the figure of Natenger and run away.

It was a door panel, and after someone had deliberately dug a hole, the shutter board was inserted deep into the wheat field, and on it, a line of Chinese characters was clearly written in charcoal: These white bones will be your fate!

(To be continued)