Catching up with the cavalry team that had gone forward to set up an ambush, watching them hide behind the hillside, Mo Ziling urged the horse to run to the top of the slope and looked down. After a while, the sky gradually darkened, and the Beiqiang team appeared in the field of vision, because the horsehair mountain is not dangerous, the valley here is like a basin, and the Beiqiang team looks like a black cloud pressing over from a distance. Mo Ziling squinted his eyes and looked at the team carefully, looking for the location of the 'soul man', only to see the black qi surging in front of the team.

Urging the horse to rush back from the top of the slope, Jiang Qianhan and Zhao Shuo both greeted him, and Mo Ziling instructed Jiang Qianhan: "The front side of the Beiqiang team is the "soul man", there are many people, and there should be a wizard to accompany them. When they arrived here, the formation should have been scattered, this valley is long and narrow, and the 'soul people' should still be in front, so it is not good to strangle such a number of soul people one by one; when the Beiqiang team is about 6,000, please ask the prince to take the Jiang secret guard to cut it off, and deal with the team behind the Xiyue Wang army. Brother Jiang and I will lead the 'soul man' team to the gap in the front of the mountain, and I will deal with it!"

As soon as the words fell, there was a shout of killing from the front, and the sound of hooves came chaotically, and the first rider was Danmu, the scimitar in his hand flew up and down, and several horses behind him protected two black-robed wizards. Zhao Shuo and the others were the first to catch up and fight, and Mo Ziling sat on the body of the Jueying and did not move, only smiled lightly at Danmu. Dan Mu saw Mo Ziling's eyes crack at such a moment, and went straight to her, and several people behind him also followed closely; Mo Ziling turned his horse's head and ran to the mountain gap ahead, Jiang Qianhan urged the horse to follow.

After running for about ten miles, Mo Ziling stopped, turned around and fought with Danmu, the two wizards were escorted by several people and dismounted and sat on one side and prayed, and the 'soul people' gradually poured around them, Jiang Qianhan drew his sword and joined the battle. While whirling with Danmu, Mo Ziling dealt with the 'soul man' who suddenly embraced him, his brows were tightly locked, and many of them had already turned into 'Lu', which should have been brought out this time. Mo Ziling is okay, there is spiritual power injected into the Ziming Sword, not afraid of these, but Jiang Qianhan is very difficult to deal with, he is tightly entangled by a few 'Lu', and his left arm is already injured.

Seeing a flash of knife light behind Jiang Qianhan, Mo Ziling hurriedly pulled out the shark silk black gold lock and threw it over, but his shoulder was slashed by Danmu's scimitar; When he reached the top of the slope, Mo Ziling looked down, and the surging black qi was already half a mile away, and he shouted to Jiang Qianhan while facing Danmu: "Come up, come behind me!"

A wizard at the bottom of the slope hurriedly reminded Danmu: "General Danmu must not let them stand in one place!"

Danmu was already red-eyed, and only kept swinging his knife at Mo Ziling, shooting the Ugin lock into the front leg of Danmu's warhorse, and with the neighing of the warhorse, Danmu rolled off the horse and hurriedly stabilized his body. At this moment, Jiang Qianhan had already come to stand behind Mo Ziling, seeing that her shoulder knife wound was turned out, her face was furious, and she was about to kill Danmu, but was stopped by Mo Ziling. I saw Mo Ziling take the sword to her left hand, her right palm stretched out, a light white mist rose around her body, and a small Ruyi-shaped wooden fan was already in her hand. He smiled coldly at Danmu, who rushed up after standing firmly, and waved the Folding Moon Fan lightly at Danmu and the 'soul man' who surged up behind him, and it was like a breeze blowing, and the black fog in front of him dissipated, and along with the black fog, there was also gray smoke-like powder.

Jiang Qianhan stared blankly at the scene in front of him, until Mo Ziling put away the Folding Moon Fan and called him down to see the battle situation at Zhao Shuo's place, he didn't wake up, looked around the hillside where only the two of them were left, and then looked at the layer of floating ash under his feet, and hurriedly caught up with the figure of Mo Ziling and asked, "Ah Ling can actually use an ancient spirit weapon like the Folding Moon Fan, who are you?"

Mo Ziling didn't answer, and suddenly thought that the master couldn't help but chuckle and rode his horse to the battlefield ahead. When he arrived at Depo and saw that the battle situation below was stalemate, Mo Ziling raised his breath and shouted: "Listen to the Beiqiang people, your Danmu general and the wizard have been killed in battle, do you want to continue to be killed, or do you want to go back with your life?"

The Beiqiang guards who were fighting below looked up at Mo Ziling, and were shocked to find that there was not the slightest sound in front of them, thinking that the main general was indeed killed in battle, and they all looked at the deputy general. The lieutenant general looked up at Mo Ziling and asked, "General Mo can allow me to withdraw my troops?"

Mo Ziling waved a gesture, and the Xiyue Wang army retreated to the slopes on both sides, leaving only the Beiqiang team standing in the valley in the middle, with only about 10,000 people left, and the severed limbs on the ground were scattered. The deputy general of Beiqiang bowed down and saluted Mo Ziling before withdrawing his troops. On the side of the hill, the voice of General Dayue Zhou was dissatisfied: "General Mo, we can obviously win this battle!" Why do you let the Northern Qiang people withdraw their troops?"

Lifting the reins down the hill and coming to the front of General Zhou, Mo Ziling leaned over and asked: "Can General Zhou see how many casualties our side has been killed? If we continue to fight, we can win completely, have you ever thought that we can have a few people left?" And most of these people are my Xiyue Wang Jun, of course Zhou Shen General doesn't care, but I, Mo Ziling, care!" When the words fell, Xiyue Wang Jun looked at General Zhou with anger, and didn't dare to say anything, and General Zhou retreated silently.

After giving the order for the team to rest on the spot and for the sergeants to treat each other's injuries, Mo Ziling refused Jiang Qianhan's request to bandage her shoulder wound, and sat on the body of the Absolute Shadow and patrolled back and forth on the ground full of broken limbs, looking for any 'soul people', and after confirming that there were no more 'soul people' on the ground, he rushed to Zhao Shuo and asked, "Is there a tent and wound medicine in the baggage that the prince carried?"

Zhao Shuo replied: "Yes." I don't know what General Mo means?"

Mo Ziling turned over and dismounted, and after a moment of silence, he said, "The last general has thought of a plan that may end this war faster, but it is necessary to use the grain and grass brought by the prince in advance. ”

Looking around, Zhao Shuo took Mo Ziling and Jiang Qianhan to the side and spoke: "General Mo, please speak." ”

"May I ask the prince, do you think that we should rush back to the city with grain and grass and baggage, and not stay here?" Mo Ziling looked at Zhao Shuo and asked, seeing that Zhao Shuo and Jiang Qianhan both nodded before speaking: "Presumably Murong Lie is also so sure that we will rush back to the city." It was when the last general thought of this that he came up with a plan. We can send a team of men and horses to escort some of the grain and grass back to the city, and I will take the rest of the people to the nearest Longshou Mountain overnight to hide. Tomorrow, His Royal Highness King Chen will lead people out of the city, and we will kill from behind. Murong Lie's rear reinforcements have not yet arrived, there are only 60,000 soldiers and horses at this time, and he will definitely be defeated under such a flanking attack, and he can only retreat to Beiqiang to rest and recuperate, and we can also take advantage of the victory to recover Weicheng. ”

After a while, Zhao Shuo and Jiang Qianhan glanced at each other and laughed loudly: "General Mo is really a general, so let's do what the general says." I don't know if the general can Yunshuo walk with the general?"

After a few people discussed for a while, they walked to the front of the army, and Mo Ziling ordered General Zhou to take the cavalry of the royal capital and the wounded soldiers to escort some of the grain and grass back to the city, and asked him to bring back the handwritten letter presented to King Chen, but did not tell him what to do next.

After the team returning to the city came out of sight, Mo Ziling ordered the rest of the Xiyue royal army to march towards Longshou Mountain with the remaining grain and grass·······