After a night of fighting, the armies on both sides were exhausted, and the dynastic army at this time was less than 10,000 people, and the Northern Turkistan army was no better, and the dynastic army exchanged 5,000 people for tens of thousands.

During this period of truce, the two sides tacitly set up camp and had breakfast.

It's also breakfast, and the breakfast here in the Central Plains is obviously much richer, not only porridge and eggs, but even a fragrant oil cake per person.

On the other hand, the Northern Turkistan army, when going out, brought dry food and dried meat, although it can be served with hot water, but eating these things in the morning, the stomach is not comfortable, this contrast, even more determined Halba's ambition to seize the Central Plains.

Both sides were well fed and drunk, both gathered their remaining forces, the drums of war were thundering, and the next wave of battle was about to begin.

Just when Qianhu began to arrange the combat mission, an inconspicuous dynasty soldier approached him with a knife, and Wang Shanlu on the side glanced at him inadvertently, and suddenly had a bad feeling, and hurriedly scolded.

The Gan family's military rules are strict, and they are never allowed to act without authorization, and this soldier's abnormal behavior is obviously wrong, but Wang Shanlu is still a step late:

Seeing that the matter was revealed, the soldier raised his knife and stabbed at Qianhu, after a night of fighting, Qianhu, who was already extremely tired, couldn't react at all, and was directly stabbed through by this knife. By the time Wang Shanlu cut off the soldier's head with a single sword, Qianhu was already out of breath and out of breath.

The killing of the commander in front of the battle was an extremely demoralizing thing, but this was not the case here in the Gan family army, the Gan family army was united from top to bottom, and the death of the commander not only did not make their morale decline, but would make them angry, and driven by anger, the physical strength that was exhausted by the long battle at the beginning was also somewhat recovered.

Another Qianhu immediately took the position of the commander, and with an order, the war drums beat, and the 10,000 soldiers sent out the momentum of not losing 20,000 enemy troops, and killed the opposite side like a sea of mountains.

This battle allowed Halba to see the bravery of the Gan family army with his own eyes, and secretly sighed that the Gan family army was still the same Gan family army back then.

Harba also moved to kill at this time, if he allowed this group of Gan family troops to survive, it would be a big trouble for Beitu in the future, he was no longer obsessed with capturing the Beijing Division, but after making up his mind, he passed down the order: "Kill all the Gan family army!" ”

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Wang Quanquan hurried along the official road, and he had a bad premonition.

After three hours of galloping, a fork in the road finally appeared, and he took out the map, which he found to have been scratched at some point.

Wang Quanquan then remembered that when he was galloping in the dense forest just now, he touched the branches several times, although his skin was rough and thick, and he directly broke the branches under a collision, but the map in his arms was scraped by the broken branches.

It was probably too late to go back and look for it, and besides, where to find a map fragment in the woods, he found a field not far ahead, and an old farmer was working in the field.

Wang Quanquan stepped forward, made a gesture, and asked, "This old man, how to go to Kaipingwei?" ”

The old man took off his straw hat, looked the young man in front of him up and down, and asked, "Young man, Kaipingwei is fighting now, and it is very dangerous, what are you going to do there?" ”

Wang Quanquan did not hide it, and said bluntly: "Kill the enemy!" ”

The old man didn't seem surprised, and raised his hand to one of the forks in the road, "Follow this road all the way to Kaipingwei." ”

Wang Quanquan didn't say much, saluted and thanked him and galloped away, the old man was obviously frightened by the speed of the other party, and stayed in place for a while.

After a while, the old man who came back to his senses muttered to himself: "Is this the dragon in the field?" After speaking, he looked at the sun in the sky, and it seemed that it was already noon.

The old man took out something from his bosom, a tortoise shell, and began to deduce.

This old man is not a bystander, it is Zhou Jiu'er who escaped from the dog cave on the day of the siege of the Northern Turkistan army. Zhou Jiuer went out of the Kaiping Guard, took advantage of the chaos to take a war horse, and galloped all the way west for nearly a day before stopping.

Zhou Jiuer, who stopped, hurriedly calculated another hexagram, and the hexagram at this moment is no longer "Tianshan Escape", but has become "Seeing the Dragon in the Field".

Zhou Jiuer pondered for a long time, but he didn't understand the meaning, and finally found a place to live nearby.

Because he was in a hurry at that time, the silver on his body was enough to rent a house, and he was worried about eating, so he simply started stealing sweet potatoes for a living, usually he stole at night, and today happened to catch up with the owner of the field was not at home, so he came out to dig sweet potatoes in broad daylight.

He was already thin, and in order to prevent being recognized, he specially brought a hat, and it was inevitable that the king would treat him as an old man who worked as a farmer.

Zhou Jiuer, who was not supposed to appear in the field during the day, now understands the meaning of "seeing the dragon in the field", which is the superficial meaning, and met the real dragon in the field.

The whole world dares to say that the real dragon, in addition to the current saint, there are only those phoenix dragons and grandchildren who can barely be counted, Zhou Jiuer couldn't help but be curious about the identity of the other party, so he took out the tortoise shell, planning to test a hexagram, there is no other meaning, it is purely idle egg pain.

Zhou Jiuer chose an angle according to the hour according to the usual way of hexagram, and then began to shake the tortoise shell in his hand, but just shook it twice, a thunder suddenly sounded in the sky, and Zhou Jiuer, who was already timid, was frightened, and secretly cursed a thief God, and then looked at the tortoise shell in his hand, but a gap had been cracked in the middle.

Zhou Jiuer became frightened after realizing it, and recalled that the master had told him that once the tortoise shell was shattered, it must have been calculated as a real heavenly opportunity, and if he didn't stop it quickly, it was possible to die violently on the spot.

Thinking of this, Zhou Jiuer couldn't help crying with a sad face, he didn't feel sorry for this thousand-year-old tortoiseshell, he felt sorry for his lifespan, although he didn't calculate a result, but just now the thunder exploded this momentum, and he shook it twice at least to shake his twenty-year life.

Thinking of this, how could he not feel distressed, after all, the master had vaguely told him that he could live to be more than ninety, and now it seems that he is afraid that he will die young at seventy.

Just when Zhou Jiuer was still struggling for the longevity he had lost, and kept cursing in his heart for not recruiting him and not provoking his royal authority, another person came from above the official road.

The person who came was dressed in coarse linen clothes, and walked without hurry, but every step he took, his figure appeared ten steps away, and if he was present, he would definitely recognize it, which was the legendary technique of shrinking the ground into inches that only immortals would do.

The person who came was Lai Tou Monk, he was carrying a thing in each hand, after seeing Zhou Jiuer in front of him, he thought a little, and then threw the thing in his right hand under the hillside on the side, and only carried the thing in his left hand to Zhou Jiuer.

"Dare to ask the old man, how to get to the capital?" Monk Laitou asked.

When the monk approached, Zhou Jiuer realized that the other party was carrying a person in his hand.

The man was thinner than he was, his eyes were closed, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.