One hundred and ninety-eight poor white happens

He would not have known that on a tall grassy slope five hundred paces away, someone was watching his movements from beginning to end, and the rest of the prey he was about to hunt was scrutinizing the hunter's posture.

He had twenty men and horses left with him, and the rest were to be scattered out to search the nearby ground. The four of them climbed backwards down the high slope, and below them were their mounts, too close to stay too long, or the barbarian's personal guard would soon come up again, "We don't have a chance." ”

"Four against twenty, God knows if there are any powerful characters among those twenty," Liu Ziyi, who had a gloomy face, shook his head and retorted, "How can we still have the ability to use one as five now." ”

"Then let them chase us up and kill us one by one?! Don't forget that Brother Fang Cai Qisheng died in front of us!"

A few days ago, they walked very carefully, but the boundary of Jinju was mostly a radius of dozens of miles of unobstructed flat land, and the north of Jinju and Yuancheng was where the barbarians arbitrarily rode their horses except for a few fortified cities.

After avoiding the rangers of the seven or eight barbarian squads, the Jinzhou rangers could no longer avoid the sight of the guards, and after the initial battle, they did not suffer any damage, and only let more than one of the ten people escape with injuries at the cost of injuring Wei Qisheng and the other person.

The tired mounts of the Jinju rangers could not catch up with the barbarians who seemed to be crazy and fled on horseback, and at first they were hoping to kill the courage of these barbarians this time, but they did not expect that the barbarian who let go would bring such irreparable consequences of mending sores and cutting flesh.

They tried to cover their tracks and make a detour with Yedie'er's guards, but as if they had eyes following behind, even if the rangers of Jinju traveled day and night to cover the distance twice as much as usual, the cavalry would still approach them like appendages the next morning.

Those mounts that are barbarian horses are skinny after walking a long road of thousands of miles, these horses that were once the elite martial arts mounts of the Taiqi Ge Department were born fat and strong, ready to charge when they go into battle, but the days of long journeys and lack of food make these barbarian horses lose weight rapidly, and they can be ridden to this day without breaking a horse's life, I have to say that Wei Changpan is their luck.

However, it is one thing to be able to support the road, and it is another thing to be chased away all day long, and the gap between the mounts of the Ignorant Inspectors who are recuperating in the camps of the various departments and these similar people who can't even fill their bellies with hay is nothing less than a sky, so it is reasonable that the footsteps are not enough, if the spirit of the people and horses is good, Wei Changpan and his party only need to spread the horse's hooves and run south, why bother to take the lives of the three people.

It was only a short time ago that they had discovered the reason for the delay in their pursuers, and that the barbarians, who were apparently of high status, were mostly good falconers, and that the black dots that would hover over their heads would reveal their location to the barbarians when they were short.

Wei Changpan punched heavily on the eagle beside him, which had long been silent, and the bones made a cracking sound, and it was because of this beast that they killed three people.

The companion beside Na Ye Die'er blew the eagle whistle, heard this sharp and piercing sound, and knew that this was calling the eagle back, so Wei Changpan and his party all turned over and got on their horses.

The horsepower of the mount was already running out, and after more than ten miles of travel, Wei Changpan's mount under his crotch couldn't move, so he had to set his eyes on the Lu Baima who was still unruly.

"It's better to ride this horse than to ride a lame horse, although it is a divine horse, it is not known that when the enemy is facing the enemy, he suddenly turns against the water and pulls you off the horse. Mei Su persuaded him softly, "It is better to turn around with my mount, my body is lighter, maybe this horse will not walk so lame."

Everyone knows that it would be a great risk to be replaced with a horse with poor foot strength now, and if he is really caught up again, he may be the next to die.

Wei Changpan walked to the side of the Lu horse and put on the saddle sheath, and combed the white horse's originally chic long mane with ten fingers, and squeezed a hard smirk on the yellow and thin face, "The eagles have been shot down, how can those barbarians still find us? The horse is a good horse, but unfortunately I have never met Bole, and I can only carry me." ”

The three of them could see that Wei Changpan's head was black and there was already white in it.

This place is less than a hundred miles away from the Yuancheng, and from the mouth of a dying barbarian who understands the official dialect of Dayao, the coalition forces of the barbarian tribe have broken through the two county seats, and only a few soldiers and horses are hoarded near the Yuancheng, not as Wei Changpan previously thought, the entire Yuancheng is surrounded into a dripping iron bucket.

"To the south, all the way to the south, don't take those roads in circles, the south is the city of Yuanyuan, and if you go in, you will have great merits. Wei Changpan tightened the horse's belly belt, ran to the lame horse that was already overwhelmed, and untied the harness, and patted the horse's buttocks, and the horse was half lame and ran fast.

"Go, go, run away, go back to the steppes of the north and be free. ”

The horse was already regarded by him as a member of the team, and it was a good thing that one of them could survive.

Lu's white horse, who was called, was reluctant to step forward, but he was the first to grab it, and the mounts of the other three followed, tamely.

If it was left in normal times, Liu Ziyi would have to scold something like "It's better to cook you a dish", and the original group of seven people would have to burst into laughter, but now none of them can laugh out loud.

They had nearly lost too many of their companions, and those who should have returned to Jinju alive to receive their rewards died on the way home.

Ye Die'er frowned and stared at the companion beside him who was blowing the eagle whistle with all his strength, and raised his hand to cover his ears in disgust and said, "I'm afraid that your eagle has become deaf, and you can't hear such a loud sound." ”

Driving the horse close to the companion's side, Die'er slapped the companion to the ground, and the eagle whistle in his mouth also flew out together, "Our prey is not yellow sheep and elk, if I am not mistaken, the eyes you used to spy on them have probably been blinded, although I don't know what method to use, but they detected and succeeded in making your eagle not fly back." ”

Half of his face was swollen and groped for the eagle whistle on the grass, which was their ancestral treasure, and it was he who made a great reputation in the grassland and could even become the companion of the family of the Ignorant Family, but he could not be lost in the land of the Yao people.

"Bring another eagle of yours and find those people. Seeing that his companion touched the eagle whistle on the ground, he was also impatient.

"Shizi, it takes half a year for falconry to go from selecting eagles to boiling eagles to being able to release them thoroughly...."The companion didn't care about the ancestral eagle whistle that had cracked a trace, and knelt down beside the horse's hooves to beg for mercy, "As long as the prince can let me go back to the grassland and choose falconry again, in March, not two months! In just two months, the prince can stop one on his forearm...."

The horse's hooves trampled on his companion's back, breaking his spine, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, and then the horse's hooves stomped on his head with a creepy sound like an eggshell shattering.

Ye Die'er drove the horse to trample on the body of the companion slowly, and the first time the companion could not move, dying but not dead, and then it was a very painful process, and the closer guards could still hear the moaning of the companion after a cup of tea.

Finally it was the guard's saber that put an end to the anguish of his companionship, and hung his head with the heads of the other men in the saddle.

"I'm tired. He kneaded the bridge of his nose with two fingers on horseback, and now it seemed to him that the warm tent and the bewitching women in the tent were more pleasing, "Should I go back to the camp and rest?"

None of the guards around him dared to answer his questions, and the head of the last person who dared to reply was already hanging from the saddle.

The eagle who did not have a companion seemed to be a little sleepy in trying to find the traces of those people, and there were not enough scouts around Die'er, and there were less than eighty people left in the hundred-man team when he traveled, although there was not much damage in general, but he was also a person who cherished his life and would not do too risky things.

However, when he saw seven people, he took the heads of three of them back to his old residence, so wouldn't he also go to four useful bowls for nothing?

"Go to a team of fifty people, a team of five, and take the enemy in three hundred steps, and you don't have to go back if you don't get the heads of those four people back. ”

Ye Die'er thought that he thought of a compromise that would allow him to return to the camp to rest and not lose the four good bowls, and seemed to think of something, glancing at the headless corpse on the ground, his tone was soft, and he said helplessly, "Who told you to bring more than two eagles with you, this son is angry, doesn't it take your life?"

He also raised these people one after another, just to make himself happy, since these people made him unhappy, why should he spend money and food to support him.

"Shizi, the head of the family ordered us to guard you day and night within a hundred steps...."The leader of the guards had the audacity to tell the truth, "After all, this is the land of the Yao people, if the head of the family knows about the punishment..."

"Do you think Abba will punish him faster or will he punish him sooner?" Ye Die'er smiled and patted the iron tire bow on his back, "Yao people are sheep, grassland people are wolves, even if wolves step on the land of sheep, they only dare to bleat, but they gather together to seek refuge." ”

"Don't let this son down. He immediately stepped forward to pat the head of the head of the guard, and then ran south with the belly of his horse, followed by more than twenty horsemen.

Since he ate the money and food of the Kucha family, he must have the consciousness of dying in battle at any time, the leader of the guard sighed, and then ordered his subordinates to follow the orders of the prince of five to ask for the enemy, and most of them no longer had the hope of returning to the camp.

Being a guard under such a son of the world is actually no different from being a soldier who dares to die when besieging a city.

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To the south is a birch forest, Wei Changpan saw that the hour was not early, the four of them stopped in a hidden place in this forest, they did not dare to make a fire to warm up, the barbarian may not be far away, lighting a fire in the night is tantamount to lighting a candle in a dark room, a few miles away, you can see that if someone has the heart to find, it is a big trouble. They can't afford even the slightest trouble now.

However, in the winter night of Jinju, there is still a need for a warm kang stove and a thick quilt to warm the room, and they are only covered with a layer of fallen leaves, and they cover everything that can be covered and lie down in their clothes, and they still feel cold when they squeeze into one place to sleep, I don't know who got up first, humming the song of Jinju with a faint cry, and the heartstrings of the other three were also plucked.

One of them sobbed mournfully in the cold night, Wei Changpan knew that it was Yu Gaogao beside him, a man who had already married a wife and had children, older than most of the Jinzhou rangers, and even could be Wei Changpan's father when it came to age, but he was the first person who couldn't bear it.

"The child, his mother and my two dolls are at home waiting for me to go back...."Yu Gaogao, who is a farmer, learned the kung fu of fists, feet and blades from his father, and was forced to go to the state army camp by the old man who was sick in bed, so this man who has been honest and obedient to his father and mother all his life went to the grassland and became one of the four who survived among the fifty people, "My father is still lying in bed, waiting for me to go back to fulfill my filial piety...."

The man's mournful sobs made Wei Changpan sigh, there were too many things waiting for him to do, and he swore before setting off and rounding the city that he would do everything possible to make most of the fifty people come back, and now all he wanted was to protect himself and protect the other three at the same time, and the two could not be generalized.

He overestimated the strength of his three-story martial arts, not to mention a hundred enemies, even ten enemies are difficult, he did not have the strength to take fifty people out of the nameless valley, he did not live up to Song Zhiwen's trust, thwarted the barbarians' attempt to conquer the city, but failed to fulfill the promise to these people to take them back alive.

Among the fifty people, four people who have survived to this day are still lying on the fallen leaves of this birch forest, no one knows where they belong tomorrow, whether it is Rong Rongrong Yao who entered the city or whose heads were cut off and hung next to the saddle of the barbarians, Wei Changpan also did not know, there were probably lice and fleas in the fallen leaves on the ground, and there was a sharp itch on the body, but it could not resist the sleepiness that surged up like a sea tide.

He was very tired, different from the exhaustion of Die'er's playfulness, which wrapped his whole body from the inside out to the point that he couldn't breathe, and then pulled him into the abyss of deep dreams step by step, and the last thing he heard was Yu Gao's sobbing, and then, he didn't know anything.