Liang Xiao's estimate was not bad, and a day later, Shan Ling and Mo He led the army to Qijiao Mountain.

Liang Xiao and the others had already rested for a day, and the fortifications were also prepared, and in the face of the Huns who came in a hurry, they did not have the slightest mercy, and a rain of arrows shot out, and suddenly more than a dozen Huns fell to the ground with arrows.

Liang Xiao and others have superior archery skills and are never satisfied with being an ordinary archer. They always like to shoot the enemy's backbone at a fixed point, or an important general, or a warrior with high martial arts, or a flag bearer, or a herald. On such narrow mountain trails, those who are in delicate positions and have the potential to cause more confusion have become their favorite targets.

The dozen or so Huns fell to the ground, the war horse lost its balance, neighed and fell to the ground, sliding all the way, I don't know how many people were knocked down.

For a time, the formation of the Huns was disrupted, looking at each other back and forth, but they could not echo.

Shan Ling was furious first, and ordered the soldiers to dismount, find favorable terrain, and counterattack on the spot.

As soon as the trumpeter raised his horn, he received an arrow, blood gushed out, and he fell off his horse.

Shan Ling raised his head first and saw that a hundred steps away, a young man from the Han family stood on a steep hillside, drawing a bow and arrows, and shooting arrow after arrow. The direction of his shot is not fixed, but as far as the eye can see, every time he loosens the string, one person will be hit by an arrow.

Looking at the figure on the hillside, Shan Ling immediately thought of Liang Xiao, and a burst of cool air rushed straight to the back of his head. He was surprised and delighted, and was surprised that Liang Xiao was above his head, constantly shooting sharp arrows for his life. The good thing is that Liang Xiao has a limited number of troops now, as long as he rushes over, he has a chance to catch Liang Xiao and solve this Han Jialang who has brought too much trouble to the Huns.

Shan Zero rolled off his horse, ordered the substitute trumpeter to blow the trumpet again, and gathered the guards together. so as not to become Liang Xiao's target. Several guards squeezed in, surrounding the Dusters and Hornmen in the middle, shield after shield, like a turtle shell.

Liang Xiao smiled, put away his bow, and hid behind the mountain rock. He was condescending. The Huns' position can be seen clearly, on the narrow mountain road, the Huns are huddled together, their actions are greatly affected, the people in front can't retreat, the people behind can't catch up, and they can't even use bows and arrows to provide long-range support, so they can only wait patiently.

In this way, his purpose was achieved.

Shan Ling saw Liang Xiao first. Ordered the archers around him to shoot. There are also many warriors who are good at archery around him, but unfortunately their strength is not enough to suppress Liang Xiao, and Liang Xiao occupies a high advantage and maintains an absolute suppression advantage in range. The Huns' arrows could shoot to Liang Xiao's side, but they couldn't shoot through the shield in Tu Niu'er's hand, but they sent a lot of arrows to Liang Xiao.

Many Huns wanted to climb up and fight Liang Xiao in close combat. Unfortunately, the cliffs are covered with snow and ice, making it difficult to climb. It took a lot of hard work. finally rushed to Liang Xiao, but he couldn't withstand Tu Niu'er's punch and kick. The bones rolled down from above, or were directly hacked to death by Pang Shuo.

Liang Xiao has one person and one bow, and he has to suppress it first, and he can't move forward.

With the support of Liang Xiao and several other archers, Bison led more than a dozen mercenaries, held the favorable terrain, and killed dozens of Huns one after another. The terrain is narrow. The strength advantage of the Huns could not be brought into play at all, although there were only more than ten bisons, they could still be divided into two teams and take turns to fight calmly.

The mountain roads were covered with ice and snow, and were trampled into ice and mud by the Huns. Wet and slippery. The Huns were not good at foot combat, and in the face of these mercenaries who licked blood from the knife edge, the instability of their feet made them more passive, and they couldn't even exert fifty percent of their combat effectiveness. Coupled with the occasional deadly arrows overhead, they were miserable.

After fighting hard for half a day, losing hundreds of people, Shan Ling finally broke through the bison's position. Standing on the blood-soaked mountain road, looking at the layers of corpses, Shan Ling finally realized what kind of opponent he was facing.

He had the feeling of being choked by the throat.

Shan Ling did not rush to attack, he carefully observed the terrain, and called the chariot master Wang Mo to discuss countermeasures with his brother.

"What is this place?"

Driver Wang Mohe told Shan Zero first. "This is the Seven Horns Mountain, which means that the terrain here is like the antlers of a deer. There are at least six more of these terrains along the way. ”

Dust off and gasp first. And six? One is enough trouble, and there are six more, and it is not enough to let people live.

"Is there a way to get around?"

Mo Yu shook his head. "There are other paths, but they are harder. If it's summer, the ice and snow melt, and you can barely walk. It's winter, and even argali, snow leopards, can't go up, and it's even more impossible for people. ”

"What then?"

"Get around." Mo Yu thought about it for a long time. "Get out of this valley and go around behind them from somewhere else. It's just that...... It's a bit far, and it will probably take two more days. ”

Dusting first is very distressing. In two days, King Youxian himself has arrived, so why bother with him.

"No, you can only attack, even if it is to drag Liang Xiao. I informed the king and asked him to take a detour and outflank Liang Xiao. ”

Mo He had no other way but to obey orders. Shan Ling refused to let the Huns die again, and ordered Mo He and Mo An to lead the remnants of the accompanying Che Division to attack. Mo is helpless, he is under the low eaves, and he has to bow his head, not to mention that his family is still in the hands of Liang Xiao, and he is not on anyone.

Mo An took more than 100 chariot soldiers and soldiers, holding shields, and cautiously walked towards the next valley.

Liang Xiao and the others had already retreated to the position guarded by Feng Lisha. The wind is full of spirits and ambitions, and wants to win a big battle, and strive to behead more than the bison. Liang Xiao snatched countless treasures from the Cheshi Palace, this time he returned with a full load, if he wanted to share a little more, he had to make more meritorious contributions.

Seeing the Che Master slowly approaching, Liang Xiao asked Che Yi, the Che Master, to bring the Che Shi Prince Che Yi over.

Seeing Che Yi, who was thinly dressed and looked embarrassed, Mo An was stunned, and did not dare to step forward easily, and immediately reported to Mo He to know. Mo Yu rushed to hear the news, and looked at his son who was shivering from the cold, and his eyes immediately turned red.

"Let go of me!" Mo and the storm thundered. If Moan hadn't dragged him, he might have rushed over.

Liang Xiao laughed and said loudly: "Che Yi, how much do you think you can be worth in your father's heart?" ”

Che Yi was cold and afraid, his lips were purple, and he couldn't speak. Liang Xiao asked loudly again: "Mo You, do you want your son back?" ”

"You let me go!" Don't burst into tears. "As long as you let me go, I will give you whatever you want."

Liang Xiao laughed loudly. "Give me everything? Think about it first, what else do you have. Your palace has been set on fire by me, and you have nothing left but your clan, your crown prince, by the way, and your sister and the child in her womb. ”

Thinking of the burned palace and the wealth accumulated by the previous kings of the Cheshi Dynasty being looted by Liang Xiao, Mo He only felt that the world was spinning for a while, and he was angry and angry, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and almost fainted.

"Father—" Che Yi finally shouted, and tried to run over. A mercenary grabbed it, kicked the car down, and trampled it underfoot. Che Yi struggled and cursed, but the mercenary was unmoved, but laughed proudly.

Mo He roared, broke free from Mo An's embrace, and rushed over. Mo An gave an urgent order to stop him again. Mo An's eyes were red with anxiety. "Brother Wang, what is the use of you in the past, you will only be caught by him."

Mo He cried loudly, but he couldn't cry. "The palace is destroyed, the Yan family and the prince have been arrested, and the royal sister has also been arrested, what is the point of my life?"

Mo An is also helpless. "Brother Wang, it is precisely because of this that we have to catch Liang Xiao and cut him with a thousand knives to relieve the hatred in our hearts."

"The Huns can't catch him, and we still want to catch him?" Mo He laughed miserably: "He is a demon sent by heaven to punish our ......"

Liang Xiao motioned to the mercenary to drag Che Yi behind. He said to Mo You, "Look at your pitiful, send ten horses, and I will return your crown prince to you." Mo Yu ignored Mo An's obstruction and agreed. Just as he was about to hand over the ten horses to Liang Xiao, Xian Shan Ling heard the news and hurried over to stop Mo You.

"You're dizzy? Who is Liang Xiao, he just robbed your palace and stole hundreds of horses, will he care about your ten horses? ”

Don't beg with bitterness. "Guduhou, I can't help but save my son, that's my only son, that's the prince of my Cheshi country."

Shan Ling listened first, anxious and angry. "Aren't you afraid that if ten horses are handed over, your son will still not be able to come back?"

"Even so, I'm going to give it a try."

"So be it." Dust off first, and there is nothing to do. "You figure it out yourself, I won't give you a horse."

Mo Yu didn't care about him, and immediately picked ten war horses and sent them to the front of the battle. Liang Xiao asked a mercenary to step forward, deliberately picking and picking three, forcing Mo and the exchange to change. Just when Mo He was about to despair, he relented, accepted ten fat and strong war horses, fulfilled his promise, and let Che Yi go.

Holding his lost and recovered son, the driver Wang Mohe was ecstatic, and the old tears were rampant. Che Yi was desperate to survive, and he also cried with joy. Father and son hugged each other and cried.

When Shan Ling heard the news, he was stunned for a while. He always thought that Liang Xiao was just taking Mo and Kaishabu, but he didn't expect Liang Xiao to really let Che Yi go, just for ten horses? Could it be that Liang Xiao stopped here and didn't leave, because there was no horse and he couldn't leave?

The mercenaries were also puzzled. In their opinion, Che Yi is the prince of Cheshi, and he is worth at least a hundred good horses, how can he be released so cheaply?

Liang Xiao smiled and said nothing. He said to Mo You, do you want to get back to your Yan family and Wang Mei?

Mo Yu hadn't spoken yet, and Che Yi was anxious first. "Father, hurry up and replace your mother and aunt back, they are cold and hungry, and your aunt is still pregnant, if you don't save them, they will die."

Mo and Lian nodded. "Okay, how many horses do you want?"

"I don't want a horse, I want a different person."

"Who?"

"Dongfang Shuo." Liang Xiao said: "I'll give you two days, you bring Dongfang Shuo to me, and I'll return them to you." Within two days, I couldn't see Dongfang Shuo, so I killed them. If you attack, I'll use them as a shield. ”――

(To be continued.) )