The desert terrain is rugged and the ravines are cascading.

If it's hot, it's even more annoying.

Song Zhi rode a horse, in an anxious mood.

"It's too slow to take the elite soldiers, I'll go to the front to explore the way first, and you guys will come all the way." After saying that, he raised his horsewhip and galloped all the way forward.

"I didn't expect our noble concubine to ride a horse." Qiming followed behind Song Zhi and looked at Song Zhi's figure that was about to disappear from sight.

"It's true that you can ride a horse, and it's true that the Lord is filthy." Lou abandoned his tongue and still had a bad attitude towards Song Zhi.

"You can say something good, it's better to pray that we can find the general as soon as possible, otherwise we won't have enough heads." Qiming patted Lou Qi's buttocks, and the two accelerated the process.

The clear sky is connected to the endless green fields, and there is all the Gobi as far as the eye can see, and no one knows whether Zhao Yichen was captured by Kashgar or escaped by luck.

This undoubtedly makes the search for him as difficult as looking for a needle in a haystack.

In the distance, a golden light reflected into Song Zhi's eyes.

She rode over to take a look, and as he expected, it was Zhao Yichen's golden armor.

The golden armor was lying alone on the ground, with a trail of blood scattered around it.

Fortunately, it did not go to the royal court, but only at the junction of the territories and the territories.

Looking at the amount of blood, the injury should be quite serious.

How far can you go with your wounds?

Song Zhi jumped off the horse, put the golden armor on the horse's back, and led the horse to look around.

With an injury, it shouldn't go far.

I don't know how long I left, Song Zhi's mouth was dry, his lips were wrinkled, and he drank the last drop of water in the pot.

Suddenly, a cave appeared ahead.

The ghost made a god like a god, Song Zhi thought that Zhao Yichen was inside, tied the horse, and walked in.

The cave was extremely narrow, and even Song Zhi had to bow his head slightly when he walked in.

"Who?" A silver sword pressed against Song Zhi's neck.

The man's voice was weak, and he sounded wounded.

Song Zhizhuang looked back bravely, and Zhao Yichen sat on the ground with his stomach covered.

"Why are you here?" Seeing that it was Song Zhi, Zhao Yichen lowered his guard and threw the silver sword aside.

"I'm looking for you, I'm worried that you'll go back on your word." Song Zhi squatted down to examine Zhao Yichen's wounds.

"A gentleman's word, the horse is difficult to chase, not to mention, I am still the son of heaven." Zhao Yichen's injuries were not serious, but he still coughed a few times.

"Can you still go?"

Zhao Yichen just shook his head, his hands hanging weakly to the side.

"You stay here for now, there should be hemostatic grass around here." Song Zhi briefly dealt with Zhao Yichen's wounds, then got up to go out.

I don't know when, Zhao Yichen's hand grabbed Song Zhi's sleeve.

"Don't go."

"Your wound will be more than bloody, don't worry, I'll be back soon."

Song Zhi flew on the horse, and finally found the hemostatic grass on the edge of a cliff.

At this time, Song Zhi saw that the Kashgar army was marching ten miles away from Qiming and Lou Qi, and then looked to the other side, and there was also a group of Kashgar troops surging in this direction.

Caring about it so much, Song Zhi picked the hemostatic grass and quickly rode back.

She wanted to leave this place with Zhao Yichen as soon as possible.

Not for anything else, but because she saw that the man in the lead was the one who had driven her out of the royal court.

Zhao Yichen's figure is much taller than Song Zhi, and he is injured and weak, so he can only rely on Song Zhi's strength to support him.

"Where is this going?" Zhao Yichen couldn't bear to let Song Zhi carry him, and tried his best to put his body on the other foot.

"Meet General Lou and them first." A little sweat appeared on Song Zhi's forehead.

She asked Zhao Yichen to wrap her waist around her, raised her whip and ran forward.

The army was overwhelming, and she had nowhere to hide, so she ran and ran to a cliff.

"Kashgar is coming around." Zhao Yichen used hemostatic herbs, and now he is better.

"Well, General Lou and General Qi only brought 100,000 people." Song Zhi looked down.

Hearing this, Zhao Yichen put on his golden armor and picked up the big knife again, and his face instantly lost his weak appearance.

"You can't fight like this!" Song Zhi saw through Zhao Yichen's intentions and stopped him from wanting to get off the horse.

"As the king of a country, why can't I fight now that the army is overpowering?" Zhao Yichen took a deep breath, and the tiredness on his face was visible to the naked eye.

"There are only two of us, why don't we wait until we meet with the two generals Lou and Qi, don't be blind!" Song Zhi knows the most about the temperament of the desert people, and he uses a good scimitar in one hand, and as soon as the scimitar passes, the head falls to the ground.

Song Zhi didn't want Zhao Yichen to take this risk, so he stayed in the green mountains, not afraid of running out of firewood.

Zhao Yichen calmed down, but still listened to Song Zhi's words, and did not dismount forcefully.

However, the Nakashgar army still found traces of the two.

And they rode towards the two of them.

"To live to see people, to die to see corpses!" Kashgar held a scimitar and gave orders to the elite cavalry behind.

This Kashgar is also really fighting, and there is a bloody wound on the chest armor, which looks like it was simply bandaged and re-sent to the army.

Seeing that the Kashgar army was about to catch up, Song Zhi picked up the feather arrow on his side and shot it at the Kashgar army behind him.

is a good and fluent archeryman, and such a heroic posture instantly changed Zhao Yichen's understanding of Song Zhi.

originally thought that Song Zhi was just a desert dancer who had read books for a few years, but now she knows that she is Li Si's twin sister, and she sees Song Zhi so heroic.

He fell even more into the man's charm.

Most people in the world are imprisoned by the so-called traditional thinking, believing that as long as they live according to the concepts handed down from their ancestors, they will definitely live a good life.

Everyone thinks that a woman is virtuous if she is not talented, and she only needs to obey her husband's family and be filial to her mother-in-law's family to get a happy life.

In that era, there was no one who was a miserable woman.

And Song Zhi, she was not baptized by those imprisoned thoughts.

According to her original natural appearance, it grows wantonly.

The feeling of freedom in her body deeply attracted Zhao Yichen, who had been imprisoned all year round.

"Then there will be desert people right away! Kill the one in the gold armor! "As soon as Kashgar looked at the archery, he knew that it was the desert archery, and mistakenly thought that Zhao Yichen had held the desert people hostage.

After a horse, followed by a hundred and ten fine horses, the scene is so spectacular.

There was no road ahead, Song Zhi turned around and jumped off the horse and put on Zhao Yichen's golden armor.

"What are you doing here?"

"They're going to kill the people in the gold armor, maybe I can delay a little longer."

"I won't allow it!"

Song Zhi didn't reply to Zhao Yichen, and put on the golden armor by himself.

"Song Zhi! I'm commanding you! ”