Zhao Hanzhang wiped the blood on his face, leaned against the tree and said, "They went first, and we are here to stop the pursuers." ”

Her gaze swept over the people behind him, and saw that the first and third and fifth were all fine, and there were a few less familiar faces behind them.

Zhao Qianli followed her gaze and said in a low voice, "We lost five people." Zhao Hanzhang nodded, and his eyes swept over the people who formed a team on the side, and there were more people, there should be about seventy or eighty people.

Zhao Qianli said: "This is our family's trilogy, and the leader is called Zhao Dian." ”

He shouted over there, "Zhao Dian, come up." ”

Zhao Dian immediately ran over, and the other party obviously didn't know that Zhao Qianli was going to part ways with them, so he respectfully hugged his fists, "Team leader!" ”

"This is the girl in the house, Sanniang." Zhao Qianli introduced him.

Zhao Dian immediately saluted Zhao Hanzhang, "Sanniang." ”

Zhao Hanzhang nodded, and hurriedly went back to find Wang and Zhao Erlang, and ordered: "Prepare, let's go after Uncle and them." ”

Zhao Qianli captured five horses, as well as a number of weapons.

The weapons were evenly distributed to the subordinates, Ma, before he had time to arrange, Zhao Hanzhang had already waved his hand and evenly distributed them to the people of Sanshi and Wushi.

Zhao Dian couldn't help but look over, these people looked like a trilogy, but he had never seen them, but the clothes they were wearing also had the mark of the Zhao family on them.

He wanted to ask a long time ago, but today he was either running for his life or looking for someone, and now that the master is here, the opportunity couldn't be better, "Sanniang, these people ......"

Zhao Hanzhang did not hide it, and said bluntly: "It was my grandfather who left me a song." ”

Zhao Dian fell silent.

Zhao Hanzhang's horse was recovered, she watched the people bury the corpses of the guards, and then got on the horse and said, "Let's go, we must catch up with them before dark." ”

They had fought here, and had stayed for a great time, and most of them had no horses, and had traveled on two legs, so she thought it would be good to find them before dark, and who knew that after running forward for more than an hour, they heard the earth-shattering cries and shouts from the other side of the mountain.

Zhao Hanzhang and Fu Tinghan glanced at each other, and immediately kicked the horse's stomach and galloped forward to look.

As soon as they turned the corner, the two of them saw chaos in front of them, a group of ragged soldiers with clubs and swords in their hands grabbing people and stealing things.

The fleeing people screamed and fled in all directions, but they did not run far before they were overtaken, and when a stick was struck on the head, the other party began to loot each other's belongings, and some of them were even stripped of their clothes.

Zhao Qianli and Zhao Dian also rode up to catch up, and when they saw the faces of the people in the wilderness, their faces changed, "It's the Wandering Army." ”

Zhao Hanzhang swept the chaotic army in the wilderness, looked far away, and saw that there was a small figure faintly running towards this side in the distance, which should also be the exile army.

But there were not many people who were stopped, and it should have been cut off in the middle and rear.

She immediately decided, "Go and scatter them, let the people continue to flee, we will fight quickly, only scatter, not fight." ”

Fu Tinghan was a little nervous, his eyes looked around to find the best route, and he saw a few people hiding under a ridge, as well as a fallen carriage and horse.

He was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly reached out to pull Zhao Hanzhang on the horse next door, "Hanzhang, do you see if that is Grandfather Zhao?" ”

Zhao Hanzhang turned his head to look, and when he saw the coffin that had fallen by the ridge, his pupils shrank, and when he saw the Wang family and others hiding under the ridge, he was even more shocked.

The wandering army also saw them, and more than a dozen people ran towards them, and when they saw the young and beautiful Tinghe, their eyes lit up, and they immediately reached out to grab them.

Hearing He's scream, he reached out to push the hand that came over, and accidentally exposed the Wang family who was protecting him.

When they saw the more stunning Wang, they directly dragged away Tinghe and went to pull the Wang, "can sell at a high price, can sell at a high price......"

Wang screamed and kept shrinking back.

Zhao Erlang was protected by her, and when he saw them bullying his mother, he was so angry that he screamed, pushed his mother to the side, and he pounced on him and beat him.

The Wandering People's Army didn't take Zhao Erlang, a young man, in his eyes, and clenched his fist to fight him, but as soon as the fist touched, the other party felt like he was pounding on the boulder, he screamed, and his arm softened.

Zhao Erlang had already pounced on them and hit them in the face without dying.

More than a dozen people, all of whom were swept by his fist and immediately felt hot pain, they were so angry that they simply fought around him.

While protecting the Wang family to retreat, Cheng Bo commanded Zhao Cai and the coachman, "Save Erlang, save Erlang quickly......"

Zhao Cai and the coachman were also beaten, but they were beaten.

Seeing that his son was beaten in the middle, Wang didn't even have the strength to fight back, he was sad and angry, he touched the ground indiscriminately, and crawled over when he touched a stone, and no matter who it was, he smashed it on the other person's head......

When Zhao Hanzhang saw them, he drew his sword and galloped down from the foot of the mountain, and Zhao Qianli and Zhao Dian were also frightened and brought cavalry to catch up.

Fu Tinghan's riding skills were average, and he was two steps behind, and he saw that Mr. Zhao's horse was fast, and he rushed over and picked a person with a knife, and then turned the horse's head and rushed back, and drew a ...... with a sword

Warm blood spurted out, sprinkling the faces of the Wang family and the wandering army, and the wandering army who was obsessed with beating Zhao Erlang finally came back to their senses, saw Zhao Hanzhang on horseback and the bloody sword in her hand, left Zhao Erlang and Wang and turned around and ran.

Zhao Hanzhang didn't let go of any of them, and chased after Zhao Qianli and killed more than a dozen people.

The rest of the people disturbed the rest of the outcasts, drove them all out of the fleeing procession, and the vast wilderness slowly quieted down, and the people, who had been terrified, watched the corpses strewn across the fields in silence, and slowly knelt on the ground and wept bitterly.

Zhao Hanzhang jumped off the horse, rushed forward to hug Zhao Erlang, and saw that although his nose and face were swollen, there was no big problem, so he was greatly relieved, "It's okay, it's okay." ”

Wang, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly cried "Wow-", rushed forward and hugged Zhao Hanzhang, patted her back and cried breathlessly, "You are disobedient, call you disobedient, do you know that we almost died, I said not to go, your grandfather, your grandfather ......"

She looked around with teary eyes, saw the coffin lying on the side, cried even louder, crawled over and hugged the coffin and cried bitterly, "Father, father, open your eyes and see, your nephew who killed a thousand knives left us and left, and you gave him the title." ”

Zhao Hanzhang's eyes were also red, knowing that she was frightened, he hurriedly stepped forward to hug her, "I won't go again, I won't go again, mother, I'll turn the coffin over." ”

Wang was so frightened that he couldn't stop at all, and continued to cry with his eyes closed.

Zhao Hanzhang looked at Fu Tinghan at a loss.

Fu Tinghan hurriedly stepped forward, half-knelt in front of her and shouted, "Madam......"

Wang's eyes opened a slit and saw him, and his crying was immediately paused, and then he sobbed habitually, and stopped crying, "Uncle, ouch, it's uncle." ”

She hurriedly wiped away her tears, looked at Fu Tinghan, and then at Zhao Hanzhang, breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately took his hand and asked, "Did my uncle save Sanniang?" ”

Fu Tinghan wanted to say no, but Zhao Hanzhang had already taken the first step to respond: "Yes, it was Fu Dalangjun who saved me." ”

Wang looked at him with a look of relief and said, "Okay, okay, my uncle has a heart, quickly, quickly lift your grandfather up." ”

Wang finally stopped crying, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and everyone worked together to lift the coffin and put it away.

Zhao Hanzhang looked around and asked, "What about Qinggu?" ”