Any plan, any preparation, in the face of absolute power is in vain.

After that blow, the remnants began to scatter and flee to resist the shaman? Qi Hong didn't dare to think about it, it was not the power of mortals.

The frightened guards also did not dare to confront the cavalry head-on, they could run one by one, the main target was not them, and the golden people would not waste too much time to kill them all.

Horses are naturally faster, but they are also easy to be targeted by cavalry.

Zhou Bai and the old commander were also followed by more than a dozen cavalrymen, because they were the first to run away, and the goal was obvious.

But he never bent his bow and fired back, not even allowing the veteran to counterattack.

Zhou Bai knew that the ultimate goal of these golden people must be Hu Yanhe, and they were just incidental.

But he may have been seen by the shaman before the arrow, and if he is too prominent, maybe people will get rid of him first.

Even if Zhou Bai can live, the old man will definitely die, and he will have to risk losing his body.

That's right, Zhou Bai went up to the catastrophe this time, and there was another bottom, that is, the Book of Luck could be crossed again.

But he can still only wear the soul, and he will never make this choice unless he has to.

His soul pierces the other world, and if his body left in the main world is destroyed, then he will be a lonely ghost in the future.

And there are very few ghosts and immortals who have achieved success, and there is no hope for the final peak of the avenue in their lives.

Riding a horse all the way, needless to say, Zhou Bai's own riding skills are needless to say, he was born in the north, and the life and death tempering in his previous life allowed him to play with ease.

As for the old style, he was really a little surprised, firmly following the guards behind him, and from time to time he could toss and turn on horseback, dodging stray arrows, and showing quite superb riding skills.

"Young master, these barbarians are too arrogant."

"Run farther, run farther." Zhou Bai responded loudly, the continuous rain fell into his mouth, and the clammy chill made him calmer.

He couldn't help but glance at the old one's life again, there was nothing brilliant, not even a trace of red.

On its erect natal body, some of it is only a deep and rich white, which is better than ordinary people, but it is not the capital of a general.

In his forties, it is too difficult to change his life if he still wants to fight on the battlefield.

Zhou Bai put aside the unrealistic ideas in his mind, but with such riding skills, he could be taught as a cavalryman, rather than staying by his side as a horseman.

"What's your name, old man, and do you have any thoughts for the future?"

The strength of the old man's wild run was suddenly stunned, why did Young Master Bai suddenly want to understand him, but he also understood that what should come must always come.

"If the young master has to be formal, he will call me Lao Huang, and as for the name, it has already been buried in the ground with my family......"

On this night of escaping from the wind and rain, the old man finally told Zhou Bai his origin.

It turned out that his surname was Huang, he was from Cangbei County, a border army, and his home was at the foot of Cangshan Mountain.

Originally, Lao Huang was guarding the border in the front, and it was very safe for his family to stay in the back, but who expected that in the process of an invasion of the Jin Kingdom, the family would be wiped out.

Jin Ren is the direct murderer, but he neglected to defend himself because of alcoholism and did not fulfill his responsibility to evacuate the local inspection of the people, and he is also the murderer.

In order to take revenge, Lao Huang rode into the grassland alone, carried the heads of three golden soldiers to pay tribute to his family, and drunk the inspection and hung him naked on the city wall to freeze to death.

Zhou Bai didn't need to ask about the rest of the matter, he was wanted by Cangbei County, and he could only sell himself incognito to Haoqiang as a slave.

And he was also a master of art and boldness, and sold himself to the nearest Pingcang County.

"Lao Huang, aren't you afraid that I will pull you to invite merit?"

"Young Master Bai is not such a person, besides, whether we can survive today is a matter of words, you can let me pull a few barbarians on my back."

"Wait a little longer......" Zhou Bai estimated the distance and time, and dissuaded.

But when they did not hesitate to gallop for dozens of miles, the cavalry that followed behind still did not get rid of them, which made Zhou Bai depressed.

It's clear that the target isn't them, isn't it?

Zhou Bai chuckled in his heart, endured his headache, and then propped up his Qi Hope Technique and looked around.

The catastrophe really won't end so easily, and that Huyanhe is actually very similar to the direction he chose to escape, just due west and one southwest.

And Hu Yanhe also moved closer to them, as if he wanted to bring trouble to the east.

Zhou Bai is not the only smart person, none of them chose the south, and they can't pin their hopes of escape on the "reinforcements" who have no combat effectiveness.

If they weren't deterred, the cavalry would have been unscrupulous.

Hu Yanhe followed at least fifty horses, and Zhou Bai saw that the black-robed shaman was also in the middle.

"Lao Huang, facing north, let's go to Cangshan, we can't let Huyanhe take us as a target." Zhou Bai said angrily.

However, at the same time, he felt a little relieved in his heart, at least Chen Zhongbang's side should be fine.

Not far to the north is Cangshan Mountain, which is undoubtedly a very bold choice, because it means that they have given up the way to move quickly, and finally can only use the deep forest of Cangshan to escape.

Click~

At the right time, another bolt of lightning struck, and the brilliant light illuminated everyone in the wasteland clearly.

Hu Yanhe only had the last two horsemen around him at this time, but they were all good players in a hundred, and the quality of individual soldiers reached the peak.

One of them noticed the movement of the "friendly army" and hurriedly reminded: "Prince, it seems that they want to take refuge in Cangshan!" ”

Hu Yanhe's face was ugly, and he said with some confusion: "These two people don't know the extraordinary secret, although the mountains and forests can evade the pursuit of cavalry, where can they hide the perception of the black-robed shaman." ”

"But Prince, if we don't go to Cangshan, we will be caught up sooner or later."

"Well, there is no choice, it's a big deal to enter Cangshan, I used the last hole card." Hu Yanhe looked at the cavalry behind him and gritted his teeth.

He hated that the army of 10,000 households under his direct command was not by his side, otherwise how could this black-robed shaman be arrogant and dare to attack, and he could be suppressed by the military spirit of an army of 10,000 people alone.

Hu Yanhe thought of his eldest brother again, and actually calculated that he would go to Daxu Shenjing for help in secret, it was a matter of the throne, who could say whether he was calculating or being calculated.

An hour later, Cangshan is close at hand, and the black pressure is continuous, and the inner shape cannot be peeked into.

"Lao Huang, don't go up the mountain, go directly along the foot of the mountain, I'll lead them away, remember not to fight."

"Young Master Bai, this ......"

Lao Huang was very reluctant, but he knew that this kind of moment was the most taboo and hesitant, he compromised, and staying by himself was just a drag, and it was the best policy to go separately.

The pursuers who followed behind were stunned, and they divided a few horses to chase Lao Huang, and the other half did not follow Zhou Bai up the mountain, but guarded the mountain pass to outflank Hu Yanhe.

In fact, Zhou Bai understands that if Lao Huang goes up the mountain, he runs along the mountain, and in the end, as long as Lao Huang is sacrificed, the probability of him surviving will be very high.

But he still chose to go up the mountain by himself, Lao Huang, who had just confessed to him, he couldn't be so cold-blooded.

He still has a back hand, this Cangshan is also familiar to Zhou Bai, how many desperate people were hidden in Cangshan in the previous life, including him.

In the middle of the night, Wu Tu led the team to arrive, and after Hu Yanhe broke off with two personal guards, he finally rushed into the mountain forest.

"Lord Shaman, I still want to ask you to help, these people think that the mountains can hide from the shaman's eyes, it's ridiculous." Wu Tu snorted coldly and saluted the black-robed shaman again.

The black-robed shaman leaped down from the horse's back, his withered palm like an eagle's claw inserting into the horse's belly, so painful, but the war horse seemed to be unconscious, allowing the hand to stir in the viscera.

In just a moment, a whole horse was reduced to a dried corpse with no flesh and blood at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The shaman, who was a little irritable because of the long pursuit, suddenly felt a lot more comfortable.

He looked into the depths of Cangshan, which was dark and there was no trace of life, and smiled hideously, wanting to run?!