The setting sun hung in the west, about to set, and a decadent remnant army on the outskirts of the city, dragging the remnants of the armor, fled for their lives.

Bei Hanjing glanced back at the soldiers who were led out of the city, her bloodstained face and a triumphant smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"It's not good, retreat, go back to the city-" The leader saw the men and horses suddenly pouring out, and shouted at the top of his throat, but as soon as the words fell, a swift flying arrow was inserted into the roaring neck.

It was already a cold corpse that fell straight to the horse, and the people around it immediately retreated, raised their weapons, and looked at the archers in horror.

The archer was a hundred meters away from them, and he unexpectedly put away a curved bow, and a sinuous and twisted scar lay like a disgusting maggot on the bright left side of his face.

"It's the ghost army of the jade-faced Rakshasa here, flee quickly-" Everyone raised their bows and arrows in a panic and shot at Han Qing.

In the Seven Kingdoms, there is a saying that I would rather meet Mu Wan's "brutal son" Bailixi than meet Han Qing, the "jade-faced rakshasa" of Beihan.

When you meet Baili Creek, you can still go down to Huangquan happily, and when you meet Han Qing, you will ask you to survive and not die.

"Block-" Han Qing waved his hand, and the still army raised their shields in an uproar, forming a magnificent copper wall, blocking the rain of arrows in the sky, and the sharp arrows fell into the ground in a stumbling manner.

When the Jian Ran army ran out of arrows, the Northern Han Army set up a bow and arrows and began to fight back, and when the Jian Ran army saw that something was wrong, he immediately raised his shield and retreated: "Return to the city-"

There were countless people who fell off the horse for a while, and more than 20,000 troops lost more than half of their tails.

"Chasing—"

Han Qing raised his spear, clamped the belly of the horse, pointed at the direction of Jian Ran's escape, shouted excitedly, led the black ghost army, chased the remaining soldiers behind him, and began to kill fiercely.

"Brothers, follow me to kill ......" Bei Hanjing saw that Han Qing was like a spear, stabbing through Jian Ran's fleeing team, raising her head and raising her giant axe, leading the generals to clean up the remaining soldiers who were scattered by Han Qing.

The soldiers of the Northern Han became more and more courageous, and when they reached the gate of Jian Ran, there were only more than 100 deserters left of the 20,000 deserters of Jian Ran, and they only lost more than 500 people.

"Close the city gate quickly-" After Jian Ran's army escaped into the city, he immediately ordered the city gate to be closed to block the Northern Han army.

"Don't think about it." The corners of Han Qing's mouth were hooked, his toes were on horseback, he stepped on the human head, his body was as light as a swallow, and he broke into the city gate.

"Quick, stop him, shoot him." The little general of the deserter saw that Rakshasa chasing after him menacingly, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly snatched the bow and arrow from the slow soldier's hand and shot at Han Qing.

Han Qing avoided the random arrows, reached out and grabbed a few sharp arrows and threw them back, screaming continuously.

When the little general saw the corner of Han Qing's mouth, he sneered with ease, cold sweat continued on his forehead, and he took the second arrow.

Han Qing ignored him, raised his sharp blade, raised his knife and landed a row of human heads, falling to the ground and rolling, those heads were still blinking, and their mouths were not closed.

"Look for death." Han Qing dodged the arrows of the little general, and with a throw of the short knife, the little general fell to the ground in response.

Others, frightened, took a step back.

The city gate was broken open by the soldiers and horses surging from behind Beihan, and the black men and horses poured into the city, fighting with the soldiers and horses of Jian Ran in chaos.

At the gate of the city, the corpses were piled up to the height of the calf, and the people who came after them came forward to fight one after another.

Han Qing led a team of men and horses to break into the enemy army, and all the way over, people turned on their backs, and the corpses were scattered.

"The one behind catches." Han Qing's mount was cut off by someone, rolled to the ground, and looked back to see the army, far behind, unable to support.

gritted his teeth and rose up, killed several people in a row, and waited for the people behind him to follow.

"Jade-faced Rakshasa is nothing more than that." The general took reinforcements and surrounded Han Qing, and as soon as he raised his hand, the people around him immediately set up bows and arrows and aimed at Han Qing in the encirclement.

"Han Qing, if you obediently take off your clothes and lie on the bed and let me sleep, I can consider sparing your life." The general looked at Han Qing even if he was embarrassed, but he couldn't resist the stunning face of the dust, and his mouth was down.

The other generals all laughed with squints.

Han Qingjun's face was extremely ugly, he grinded his teeth secretly, and suddenly scolded angrily: "Dreaming."

Everyone didn't have time to react, and shot arrows at him in a panic, Han Qing hid under the horse, and his body shuttled flexibly.

The general, who had just exited the inferior ranks, was silently held by Han Qing with a short knife to his neck.

"Han Qing, what are you doing?" The general looked at the blade around his neck, and his voice changed shape.

"Let your men and horses all lay down their arms." Han Qing forced the knife into his neck and threatened.

"Quick, lay down your arms." The general commanded.

The other generals hesitated, and the general threatened: "Why are you stunned, watch me lose my head!" See how I spare you when I go back. ”

Others, the soldiers threw their weapons to the ground one after another, and at this time, Han Qing's men and horses had already caught up, and when they saw that the group of soldiers had all given up their weapons, they all went in to slaughter happily.

Jian Ranjun dismounted again to retrieve the weapon, but it was already a beat slower, and the heads fell to the ground one after another.

Han Qing hooked the corners of his lips, wiped the general's neck, kicked him off his horse, and began to kill in the crowd again.

As the sun approached the horizon, a war filled with gunpowder slowly ended.

In the foul air, there was a tragic and pungent smoke of gunpowder, mutilated limbs everywhere, rivers of blood flowed, and crows smelled blood from afar and hovered over the corpses.

Han Qing planted the scarlet flag of victory on the city wall, looked at the corpses everywhere, and looked at Bei Hanjing with a bloodstained face on the opposite side, and the corners of the two mouths showed a tired smile to each other.

Bei Hanjing untied the wine jug on her waist, raised her head and poured a few sips of spirits, sighed comfortably, and threw the flask to Han Qing in the air.

Han Qing grabbed the wine jug, raised his slender neck, and poured the liquor into his throat, and the liquor burned all the way from his throat to his stomach, and he realized that he was still alive.

Bei Hanjing looked at Han Qing obsessively, and her gestures were incomparably gorgeous.

"Huh-" A cold arrow with the momentum of thunder burst through the air.

"Get out of the way."

Han Qing smashed the wine jug into the sharp arrow that shot at Bei Hanjing from behind, dodged and pulled Bei Hanjing, who was still a nymphomaniac, protected her in his arms, took a sword for her, turned around and kicked the enemy soldier who was sneaking away.

"Don't move." The ghost army surrounded the enemy who was still breathing, raised their swords and plunged them into his abdomen in unison.

"Han Qing......" Bei Hanjing looked at Han Qing, who was pierced through the chest by the sword, and caught his fallen body in horror.

"Grow a little brain outside,......" Han Qing spat out a mouthful of blood and said helplessly.

"Quickly pass on to the military doctor." The generals gathered around with concern to check the situation.

"I'm sorry." Bei Hanjing covered Han Qing's bleeding chest, tears falling down her eyes, and she regretted that she had hurt him.

"What are you crying about, I can't die, it's right for a man to protect a woman." Han Qing looked at Bei Hanjing's red eyes, wiped away her tears and said.

It only took ten days, and the Northern Han thundered quickly and captured the Jian Ran Kingdom, and the countries were very shocked.

After the Battle of Beihan, the territory was expanded by half, and it was not the smallest country in China in the Seven Kingdoms. Beihan's next target was directly at their Linguo Muyun.

The Seven Kingdoms became the Six Kingdoms.

At this moment, the whole country of Mu Yunguo is discussing this matter.

Muyun Simei reunited to analyze the current situation.

"Aiqing, what do you think of the Northern Han Annihilation of Jian Ran, and their follow-up trend, Jun Ye, you will talk first."

Xiao Jingyu turned the hot tea in his hand, his eyes wandered on the faces of the three people, and he fixed on Li Junye's face and said.

"I'm afraid there will be a war, and we need to contain Gujin and Beihan and unite Muwan." Li Junye said unhurriedly.

Xiao Jingyu nodded and looked at Yan Zijin.

"I have already negotiated with Da Honglu to go to Gujin and Mu Wan." Yan Zijin replied, Xiao Jingyu showed a satisfied smile, and finally looked at Murong Bai.

"I've set it up, and I'm waiting for them to take the bait. and, the issuance of news on civilian conscription. Murong Bai replied.

Xiao Jingyu pondered for a while, and then decided: "Zijin, you must make Mu Wan negotiate the alliance, and if it doesn't work, you have to make them agree to force Gu Jin."

Jun Ye, you sent Gu Jin to ask them not to meddle in this matter and sabotage their alliance with Beihan.

You clean up tonight, and tomorrow you will set off separately, arriving at Muwan and Gujin earlier than Beihan, and strike first.

Rong Bai stayed, continued the matter at hand, and closely monitored Beihan's latest moves. ”

"Yes," everyone said in unison.

At the same time, Han Qing and Fan Moya had already gone separately to Gu Jin and Mu Wan.

Han Qing's next strategy was to unite the Gu Jin Kingdom, if the alliance failed, he had to let Gu Jin and Mu Wan not take the opportunity to sneak attack when they attacked Mu Yun, causing the situation of being attacked by the enemy on the back.

"Don't be a horse, the princess told us not to let your wounds tear and aggravate the injuries on the way, and we will be in Gujin in three days, please go back to the carriage." The soldiers stopped a few people and said Han Qing, who was about to ride a horse.

"Am I not in charge of myself? If the plan of this trip is delayed because of you, will it be your head or your head to be blamed? Han Qing angrily shook off their hands and pointed at their heads and scolded.

Several soldiers were castrated by him, Han Qing stepped on horseback and ordered: "Your soldiers are divided into two roads, go all the way to Gujin to join me as usual, leave a hundred people to find a way to delay Mu Yun's men and horses on the way, and I will go to Gujin one step ahead of you."

"Master, Red Sleeves will go with you." The maid Red Sleeves took a step forward, looked up at Han Qing and said earnestly.

The spring breeze blew on her, outlining a delicate figure, and everyone was greedy, but no one dared to touch the people in the horse's bedroom.

The red-sleeved family was in exile due to the war, and all the family members were killed by the robbers, and Han Qing happened to meet the robbers who wanted to rape her and save her life.

Since then, Red Sleeves has been willing to stay as a maid, and has been serving him closely during the march.

Han Qing also treated her like a sister, taught her martial arts, and taught her piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, singing and dancing. Red Sleeves is particularly talented in singing and dancing, so Han Qing asked the teacher to let her study specially.

Although Red Sleeves has no name, the subordinates of the Pony Mansion treat her according to the standards of the side room.

"Well, you also stay, if there is something to fly the bird to send a message to me in time." Han Qing glanced at her, softened his breath, and said softly with a smile in his fine eyes.

"Lord......" Red Sleeves shouted as he looked at his back as he rode away.

After Han Qing left them, in order to cover people's eyes and ears, he changed into a human skin mask.

I was able to ride a fast horse all the way, but halfway through, the wound was torn open, the blood stained the clothes red, the cold sweat was dripping with pain, and I did not rest, and finally fell off the horse's back and fainted to death.