When Peng Xiao rode his mount to Zhaoge City, it happened to be a snowy day.

It is also the twenty-sixth day of the twelfth lunar month of the fourth year of Jing'an, and the new year will be turned over in a few days, which is the fifth year of Jing'an.

The day before, he had already handed over the general affairs and military situation in the army during this period, and also went to the mansion of Lord Qinghong, the chief general of Langya Pass and the guard of Patrol County, to bid farewell to him.

So early the next morning, Peng Xiao did not deliberately inform the whole army of his itinerary in a big way, and even his cronies and soldiers did not deliberately inform him.

He just took his beloved horse in the red of a morning like the most ordinary morning, and quietly left Langya Pass and headed south.

Peng Xiao and Princess An Ning's wedding date is scheduled for seven days later.

On that day, his father, mother, and township chief, as well as the clan elders of the Peng clan in Chongzhou, would watch his wedding to the eldest princess An Ning in Zhaoge City.

If nothing else, three days after the marriage, he will accompany Her Royal Highness the eldest princess back to the palace to worship the king again, and then he can set off to the north to return to Biansai.

In this way, this farewell will only take half a month to a month, and you will be able to return to Langya Pass again, so you don't have to be sad and sad to do that kind of parting pretense for children.

There are two hundred miles between Langya Pass and Xunyang County, although the border is not very strong, but as long as he enters the territory of Xunyang County, the largest county in the north of Tianchen in the Southern Dynasty, there will be more people, so far he can be regarded as completely leaving the border.

Peng Xiao planned to run a little more in the morning, so that he could rush to Xunyang County before noon to supply water and dry food, and then continue to catch up with two or three hundred miles in the afternoon, which would be the next state capital, Yongzhou City.

The north wind is howling, and the cold weather at the end of the month is cold.

The horses galloped on the empty mountain road, and the sourness can be imagined.

Fortunately, Peng Xiao has now entered the Mahayana realm, and his internal strength is strong and pure, and the influence of the external climate such as severe cold and heat on him is almost none.

But after running against the cold wind for a long time, the horses will still not be able to bear it, after all, it is rare to see such goose feathers and heavy snow before the Southern Dynasties.

I don't know what's wrong, Nanchao Tianchen, who rarely snows, has had a few heavy snowfalls almost every winter since two years ago.

However, as the saying goes, the snow is a good year, and the snowfall of the previous year is more conducive to the growth of crops in the next year, which is not a bad thing for people's livelihood, but it is a hardship for the soldiers at the border.

Fortunately, not far ahead, however, there was a dense forest col - once they entered the col, surrounded by dense jungles, they could withstand most of the cold winds, and the red horses would not feel so cold.

Then wait until you run for a day, and the further south you go, the warmer it gets. Therefore, as long as you suffer some sins in the wind and snow on the first day, and after surviving the first morning, the rest of the road will be smooth.

Peng Xiao "drove" and patted the horse's neck comfortingly, wanting to speed up the progress and enter the col surrounded by mountains in front of him as soon as possible.

But after half a cup of tea, as soon as he rode his horse into the col surrounded by mountains in front of him, he suddenly had a very strange illusion in his heart for some reason.

It seems to be. Someone was watching him.

It's hard to describe.

It is a kind of sixth sense that comes from the battlefield warriors, and this sixth sense has no reason or basis, it is all based on feeling.

Peng Xiao subconsciously tightened the reins of his wrist and strangled the horse with a "whoosh".

Most of the snowflakes on the ground in the south are untenable, so the road surface is very slippery after the snow melts, especially on the dirt roads in the mountains.

The galloping horse received the master's instructions, was hurriedly strangled in the direction of progress, and when he landed a "huh" neigh, the person stood up, and after a few steps of cushioning, raised his front hooves high, and then barely stopped at the moment.

The jujube red horse shook his ears after stopping his steps, and Peng Xiao was also frowning quietly, listening carefully to the movements between the surrounding mountain cols.

Just now the others were galloping on their horses, and the sound was actually very noisy in the ears.

There is the sound of wind and snow whistling all the way, the crisp sound of horses' hooves galloping, the swaying of trees and grass blades in the wind, and the endless chirping of birds and birds in the wilderness of the forest.

It was not until this moment that Peng Xiao's whole person was static and completely calmed down, and the internal force of his body was in his ears, and then he finally heard the sound of breathing in the col.

He frowned.

Someone.

And more than one person.

Even from the sounds of those breaths of different shades and thicknesses, it was not difficult for Peng Xiao to tell that some of those people seemed to be nervous

It is precisely because of the sensitivity and vigilance of countless life and death wandering on the battlefield that he can find out what is not right at the first time and stop moving forward in time!

Otherwise, once you enter the depths of the mountain col, you are afraid that you will be in a state of being attacked on your back and abdomen, and you will fall into a dangerous situation!

Peng Xiao didn't know who was ambushing him in the mountain pass, but since the comer could set up an ambush here, a few points were clearly discerning-

First, if it is a foreign enemy of another country, then if it can break through the border plug of Langya Pass, it must naturally climb up through the dangerous peak at the junction of the north and south.

The number of soldiers left behind on the watchtower on the peak is not large, but I am afraid that they have been killed at this time.

Second, if it is an internal enemy of the Southern Dynasty, then it is very likely that he is the old enemy of the Peng clan in Chongzhou, or the political enemy of his father Peng Tingyi, the envoy of the Chongzhou Festival, maybe he doesn't want him to be the master, so he intercepts and kills him here?

But he is just the youngest son of the family, and the master is the Xunyang Xie clan who is powerful in the world, and his father's political enemies have been intimidated by the Xunyang Xie clan's reputation in the past, and secondly, he has rarely left the border Sailangya Pass, so he has never targeted him. How could you attack him this time?

After all, he is the future concubine, the fiancé of the eldest princess of Anning, although he has never been courteous, but he is also a sure future royal relative - if his father's political enemies intercept him, it will be a serious crime of despising the emperor's grace!

This is also not perverse.

Could it be that His Majesty appointed him as a colt, and what other intentions did he have other intentions besides his family background and age matching with that of the eldest princess of An Ning, so that he is now in the way of others?

In this short moment, Peng Xiao had a lot in his mind.

But one thing is particularly clear, and that is that this path is bound to be dead.

After all, he is a defender, even if he is not afraid of Xiao Xiaoxiao, he must not be alone.

At this time, it is not impossible to force this road, but there is no need to take such a risk to be brave, only to withdraw from the col is the best choice!

Peng Xiao made up his mind in an instant, and even if he turned his horse's head and wanted to turn around and withdraw from the mountain pass.

- Who knows that the other party seems to have been prepared early!

Peng Xiao only heard a rustling sound behind him, and when he turned around, he found that he had pulled up a machine expansion net with a wire lock behind him!

The man who set up the ambush actually laid down his men early in his way!

As soon as they saw Peng Xiao stop and hesitate, they immediately pulled up the wire lock net behind them and blocked the narrow mountain road!

If Peng Xiao wanted to retreat at this time, he could only abandon the horse and use light power to climb over the five-meter-high steel wire lock net!

But once he abandoned his horse and walked forward, even if he climbed over the wire lock net behind him and got out of the mountain col, he would definitely not be able to avoid the other party's arrow rain on the flat wasteland before him by moving forward with only two feet!

At this time, countless layers of figures appeared on the mountaintops around Peng Xiao and in the wasteland haystacks behind him!

At a cursory glance, there are at least hundreds of people!

All of them were dressed in the black shorts of the Southern Dynasty warriors, and they all held the Qingfeng long sword in their hands, and they couldn't distinguish their identities or teachers at all.

So many men are here to ambush him alone, and they are here to ask for his life!

Who would have thought that such a lonely and nameless narrow mountain col dirt road between Langya Pass and Xunyang County was actually a Huangquan Road carefully designed for him Peng Xiao by others!

Peng Xiao's eyes shrank!

He knew that he was the only one today, and the other party was obviously prepared, but he was afraid that he would be more than lucky.

But as a disciple of Xie Huanchen of the Xunyang Xie clan, who is a guard general of Langya Pass and famous all over the world, when death is inevitable, he will never be greedy for life and fear death!

Since you are going to die, then you will have a good fight!

It is not in vain to waste the master's earnest teachings during his lifetime, and live up to the three-foot Qingfeng in his palm!

Peng Xiao smiled coldly and slowly pulled out the natal saber "Cry of the Night" hanging from the horse's neck.

——This sword is the personal sword of General Xie in the past!

Because Xie Huanchen had no wife and no children, after he died and was martyred, the "Chitose Sword Immortal" at that time said that Master Xie of Shangzhu State did not have to take this sword back to the Xie family, but handed it over to Peng Xiao, the only personal disciple of Xie Huanchen, to inherit it.

This sword is now accompanied by Peng Xiao, the new master, and has also experienced countless bloody battlefields.

Peng Xiao tightly held the sword of the deceased before his death, and the handsome face that had always been known as the "jade-faced general" in the army, suddenly flashed a trace of sarcasm.

Want his life?

Then show some real skills, and ask him if he agrees to the "Hetu Swordsmanship" in his hand!

A silent battle was going on in the col.

I don't know how long it has been.

It took so long that the "Dark Night Cry" in Peng Xiao's palm was soaked in the blood of the enemy, so long that he finally began to lose strength and internal strength, and after a long time, his body began to gradually add blood marks to his body, and even his humane jujube red horse was slashed by a sword on the neck in order to prevent disasters for his master

After a long time, there was too much blood on the "Dark Night Cry", soaked in the scabbard, and Peng Xiao began to lose strength and his consciousness gradually blurred.

One person, one sword, a bloody end road where you can't see where you came.

He really tried his best.

The most terrifying thing is not that the person in ambush actually has more than 200 Guanyu Realm, but that he clearly feels that the master of the other party has not even made a move yet!

The man in charge of the ambush here seemed to be enjoying it, he was enjoying the torture process that had made him desperate and exhausted little by little, so he was not in a hurry to give him a fatal blow.

This is clearly a vendetta.