Because of the impact of cracked ribs, he had to stop and rest a little from time to time, Guo Rong's travel speed was actually not fast, and he only walked thirty miles north for two full hours after setting off.

After turning to the east, he rode his horse for only thirty miles, feeling that his ribs were about to be shattered, and after his slightly recovered health dropped again, Guo Rong dismounted and walked honestly.

After dismounting and becoming infantry, the speed decreased sharply again, and it was only less than ten miles to sunset.

Drawing on the experience of encountering wolves yesterday, Guo Rong took advantage of the fact that the sky had not completely darkened, and began to arrange the defense of the camping site in advance, to be precise, two circles of scattered thistles.

After gnawing on a pot helmet with water, Guo Rong found that a special gold sore medicine had been brushed out of today's store, so he bought it decisively and applied it to his injured ribs.

After applying the gold sore medicine, he put the horizontal knife and the foot lance by his side, and exchanged two pieces of three-stone strong crossbows from the store to equip the armor-piercing arrows, and Guo Rong fell asleep wrapped in a big gun.

Guo Rong slept well, but he didn't know that his dismount and transformation from cavalry to infantry almost drove Amutatu who was tracking him crazy!

After being woken up by the two whips of Nima Bazar, Amutattu quickly set out on the road with four Tibetan cavalry.

This time, the trail left by Tang Jun (Guo Rong) was clear and obvious, which was completely different from the previous demonic trajectory, which made him sure that Tang Jun was deliberately cheating himself.

The elite cavalry with one man and two horses can attack and march at a speed of 70-80 kilometers per day, which is already comparable to the speed of the mechanized corps of later generations.

Amutatu, who hated Guo Rong to the core, led a few cavalry on the road of pursuit, and it took Guo Rong a full four hours to complete the sixty-mile road, and Amutatu only took one hour.

However, just when he felt that he was getting closer and closer to the Tang Army, the horse's hoof mark that he had been chasing all the way suddenly disappeared. (Guo Rong: Lao Tzu dismounted and became an infantry!) ）

In fact, it is normal for the horse's hoof trail to disappear, as the soft soil from the previous day's heavy rain hardens from the sun.

Amutattu was mentally prepared for this, and those who had been scouts in the army obviously mastered more than one tracking skill.

However, the timing of this sunset was just right for him, and he felt nauseous that he didn't know the smell of flies after eating them!

There is no mark of the horse's hooves, but Amutatu evaluates his rich experience, and soon draws a conclusion based on the clues brought by the height of the grass and the trampling - Guo Rong dismounted!

This unreasonable behavior gave Amutattu a sense of fear that was dominated by the trajectory of the mystery!

He couldn't understand why a normal person would get off the horse anyway!

After pondering it over and over again for a long time, it was dark and Amutattu didn't figure out why, and in the end he could only blame it on Tang Jun getting sick again!

Although he didn't know why Tang Jun was sick, but no matter how fast the Tang Army could go by simply walking, Amutattu dared to conclude that if Tang Jun kept walking, it would be extremely easy to catch up with Tang Jun!

But the sun had set completely, and the land was soon plunged into darkness, and in an age of widespread night blindness, marching and attacking at night was a dangerous thing!

Then the faint starlight moved a hundred meters slightly, and after making sure that the Tang army did not change direction and did not remount the horse, out of hatred for Guo Rong, Amutattu decided to take a gamble.

Knowing that the Tang army was likely to have a heavy crossbow, in order not to expose himself and not to remind the Tang army, Amutattu did not light the torch and did not choose to move forward on horseback.

He chose to take his own people, led by the faint starlight and moonlight, and dismounted and pursued on foot all night.

As he walked farther and farther, Amutatu's confidence grew, until at some point, his feet came into contact with something hard.

Amutattu then bent down and reached out, and he touched a cold metal object—thistle!

The moment he touched the thistle, he was afraid for a while, and in addition to being frightened, infinite joy rose in his heart, only Tang Jun had this thing on the grassland, and this meant that he had caught up!

However, Amutatu's happy mood lasted less than three seconds, and a terrible scream reached his ears.

"Ah~~!!"

Bad thing, someone under him has been tricked!

In order to prevent this unlucky guy from continuing to be exposed, a fierce color crossed his eyes.

Amutattu jumped up lightly, accurately pressed on the Tibetan cavalry who stepped on the thistle, stopped the neck of the Tibetan cavalry with one hand, and smashed the Tibetan cavalryman's temple with the other hand, only one punch solved the pain of this unlucky fellow's foot piercing.

Then Amutattu raised his head again and looked forward intently, he hoped that Tang Jun would make some irrational reaction, reveal the exact location, and when the time came, the remaining four people, including him, would rush up, and Tang Jun would be under the gods and must hate the grassland!

However, the sound or movement he expected did not appear, cautious and calm, Tang Jun is indeed a master!

In this vast grassland, such a terrible scream was very penetrating, and the sleeping Guo Rong was awakened instantly, and he picked up the most convenient lance at hand for the first time!

He found that there were no enemies around him, at least not within three meters!

Then Guo Rong gently put down the lance, picked up the strong crossbow that had been loaded a long time ago beside him, and aimed in the direction where he felt the sound just now!

Guo Rong also didn't wait for the sound or movement he expected the Tubo people to make, and he also understood that the pursuing Tubo people were also a master!

Four Tibetans and one Tang people began a silent confrontation in the deep grassland!

This kind of moment when whoever moves first will expose themselves, and the competition becomes psychological quality, and whoever can survive to the end will most likely have the last laugh!

If there is only Amutatu alone, as long as they can hold each other until dawn, even if there are two strong crossbows by his side, Guo Rong, who is already in a semi-crippled state, will most likely hate Mobei.

It's just that Amutattu is not fighting alone, he has a few teammates by his side!

Soon, one of the Tibetan cavalrymen, whose patience had been exhausted, ignored Amutatu's warning and straightened up.

"My lord, I'm afraid there is no Tang Jun ...... here!"

"Whew!"

Before the words fell, a powerful crossbow shot came and shot directly into the body of the Tubo cavalry, and the Tubo man who was hit by the arrow fell to the ground!

Guo Rong didn't waste the opportunity, but he also exposed his position!

The Tang Army's crossbow really has a strong crossbow, but the Tang Army's crossbow arrows have been shot, and it will take time to regain the state!

Realizing this, Amutatu, who was highly focused, jumped up, immediately pointed to the location of Guorong, and shouted.

"There, rush me!"